Bound to Mary Sue, I am against involution in the world of immortal cultivation

"What do you want to do?" He was obviously startled by such words, but he quickly returned to his usual cold demeanor and frowned, "If anything happens to you, I won't be able to explain to Junior Sister Qian."

"..."

Fan Ning smiled, raised her eyebrows, and walked past him lightly.

"That's not going to stop me at all."

She put her blood-stained sleeves behind her back, and her eyes looking upward were illuminated by the lightning.

There were no more people around. The wind was blowing violently, and the thick tree trunks were blown all over the place. The battle was so shocking that even a large area of ​​the carefully protected medicinal fields suffered damage.

But Fan Ning did not retreat.

She flew towards the top of the mountain without changing her expression, tapping her toes lightly as she stepped on the clouds, like the wind walking on snow without leaving any trace.

"Lingyou."

The black hair behind his back fluttered in the wind. Ling You, awakened by the call, looked sideways, but only met a pair of star-like eyes.

"What are you doing here? This isn't a place for fun... Go back!"

Ling You's voice was blown to pieces by the whistling wind. Fan Ning landed beside him calmly, glanced at Jian Zun who was also chasing after him, and chuckled: "I know."

Ling You's expression grew even more serious, and he raised his hand to push her, "You have no idea! This is a thunder tribulation! If anyone barges in rashly, they will incur the wrath of Heaven—"

"But isn't cultivation inherently going against the will of heaven?"

Fan Ning still had that nonchalant expression. She grabbed his shoulders and said vaguely, "This makes it a little more interesting... After all, I don't have any experience of overcoming tribulations here."

Ling You: "No, that's not the case at all. You should at least consider the situation...Fan Ning!"

Fan Ning made a "tsk" sound, then pressed the man's shoulder and threw him out.

Before Ling You could react, his body suddenly lost weight. Although he subconsciously reached out to grab Fan Ning, he still failed.

"Don't go over there anymore," the Sword Master, who stopped his disciple from flying backwards with one hand, had mixed feelings. After throwing the person to a safe place nearby, he picked up his natal spirit sword and protected Fan Ning who was trapped in the thunder tribulation.

"Fan Ning--" Ling You stared at the small figure under the thundercloud, roaring forward, his eyes almost bloodshot.

But before he could take two steps, he was bounced back and fell to the ground. He saw sand and stones flying around him, his clothes were torn in several holes, and his face was in a mess.

"The thunder tribulation has already locked on!" Jian Zun was somewhat helpless, with a hint of worry in his eyes. After observing for a long time, he sighed and apologized: "I didn't think she would really do this."

He originally thought that Fan Ning should know to retreat when approaching the thunder zone.

"Fan Ning..." Ling You lowered his eyes, his eyes reddened from suppressing his emotions, "She won't back down when faced with difficulties."

Jian Zun looked at his disciple who had completely lost his soul, and a hint of helplessness appeared on his cold face.

"Well, things have come to this," he stroked the sword, and a sharp and clear sword energy burst out, and when it landed on the ground, it formed an extremely oppressive sword formation.

Sword Master protected Ling You behind him and sighed softly, "...I just don't know how to repay such a kindness."

He watched as Fan Ning's figure was submerged by the gradually spreading aura of heaven.

The sound of wind tearing the air continued to be heard, and Fan Ning was in it, facing the thunder head-on without retreating at all.

...I don’t know whether it is a blessing or a curse to meet such a person at this time.

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[No, host...you come again? ?]

The system, which had truly no escape, was paralyzed, trembling and making a weak protest, and then inevitably recalled this brief time of binding.

It's silly, really.

They actually tied up such a huge and ferocious beast that could kill instantly with just one drop of blood as if it were an ordinary cultivator!

He bravely confronted the demon king, forced his way into the secret realm, and now he even dared to test the heavenly thunder tribulation...

It really isn't some heroine-only kill system!!

A true Mary Sue never looks back at the explosion.

Fan Ning held the dagger across his eyes, and a faint light of blood surged out of it again, turning into a sword.

"Zheng——"

The trembling rising from the soul forced the sword to make continuous clanging sounds, and the blood drew a long streak in the dim sky. In just a blink of an eye, a thin figure appeared in the center of the thunder tribulation.

The grand scene attracted enough attention. The violent smoke and dust raised by the thunder swirled on the top of Mingyue Peak, suddenly dyeing the sky a gloomy color.

There were gusts of wind and thick black and purple lightning struck down on his head, but Fan Ning curled his lips into a smile and walked towards the thunder without any hesitation.

"Heavenly Thunder Body Tempering, I've wanted to try it for a long time!"

[I don’t want to, I don’t want to, host! ! ]

The system screamed in despair, but soon, its connection with Fan Ning was ruthlessly severed again.

The system's screaming stopped abruptly. It looked at the pitch-black vision and bravely gave the main system a tap.

Well, the signal is down, and I can’t even send a basic complaint.

His mind calmed down for a moment, Fan Ning raised his sword with one hand and flew straight up into the thundercloud. In just a moment, he disappeared from everyone's sight.

"This is crazy..." Everyone who witnessed this scene was shocked.

Who in this world doesn't take countless precautions to survive a thunder tribulation? A protective formation capable of withstanding even a single thunder tribulation can fetch a hefty price!

Not to mention the magic weapon that can save your life during thunderstorms!

The cultivators calculated the time and made preparations in advance in order to survive under the calamity clouds of heaven... but unfortunately, the first person who dared to face the thunder calamity appeared.

"This is the ninth level of thunder tribulation... Is she going to die?"

"You actually dared to go forward!..."

"..."

“But it’s amazing…”

Countless sighs of astonishment intertwined together, as if in a chain reaction. The monks who heard this sentence all raised their heads in admiration.

The thunderclouds were still rolling, and no one could see what was happening inside.

But it was under such circumstances that the name "Fan Ning" completely entered everyone's vision.

"Fan Ning!!!"

The moment Ling You saw the calamity cloud clearly, he lost all his strength. The torn hole in his heart became more and more painful, and blood was constantly flowing out.

It was him, it was because of him that Fan Ning made such a decision! It was he who harmed Fan Ning like this—

"Calm down, Fan Ning may not be in danger," Jian Zun said carefully, racking his brains to say something, but stopped abruptly when he saw the pair of eyes oozing blood.

The sect leader who hurried here felt dizzy in front of his eyes.

He really didn't understand. In such a short period of time, how could the person undergoing the tribulation change from Ling You to Fan Ning?

Or helping others to survive the thunder tribulation, it's simply, simply—

"...madman," the headmaster spat out the word expressionlessly.

He stood beside the Sword Master and also used his spiritual power to stabilize the formation - this method was indeed effective on other people. With two powerful men protecting the way, they could at least save the life of the person undergoing the tribulation.

But this definitely does not include Fan Ning, who had just experienced the tribulation of thunder himself.

Ling You's arms were shaking violently. He once again felt how insignificant he was, unable to help, and even dragging people into the quagmire.

All the strong emotions came flooding back at this moment.

He half-knelt on the ground, took out the sacred tree from the Qiankun bag, and in the golden mist, forced out a drop of his own blood.