The Daily Life of a Lazy Author Transmigrating into a Book and Doing Nothing

"Look, Jin'er seems to have woken up."

The group breathed a sigh of relief when they discovered that Su Jin'er had woken up; at least she wasn't lying there waiting to die. However, the situation was still far from optimistic.

Su Jin'er, who had already withstood nine heavenly lightning strikes with the help of the Azure Blood, was now somewhat exhausted. After all, she had been severely injured by two old men at the Tribulation Transcending stage not long ago, and her body could not exert even half of its usual strength. If it weren't for the Azure Blood, she probably wouldn't have been able to stand after just two strikes.

But now her spiritual energy was almost depleted, and it seemed highly unlikely that she would survive the final three bolts of heavenly lightning. A glint flashed in Su Jin'er's eyes as she thought this. Ah, it seemed she would have to push her spiritual root to its limits again. As for whether this would damage it, she could only consider that after she survived.

Su Jin'er put down the Azure Blood Sword in her hand. As the next bolt of heavenly lightning struck and flowed through her body, she did her best to regulate the power of the heavenly lightning within her body, gathering it into her spiritual root and allowing it to transform it into her own spiritual energy.

At this moment, Su Jin'er was like a rider trying to tame a horse for the first time, trying to calm and tame the wild and unruly horse, and then take it under control.

"Tsk."

Although the process was certainly not pleasant, at least she succeeded. As she felt the spiritual power in her hands, joy appeared in Su Jin'er's eyes.

When the next two bolts of lightning struck, Su Jin'er had enough strength to cope. Wielding the Azure Blood Sword in her hand, she finally survived the tribulation.

"call."

After the tribulation ended, Su Jin'er breathed a sigh of relief. She clearly felt that her cultivation had improved, seemingly reaching the Golden Core stage. However, she had only recently established her Foundation Establishment, yet she had already reached the Golden Core stage so quickly. Thinking of this, Su Jin'er frowned; this sudden increase in cultivation was truly of unknown origin.

"Jin'er, are you alright?"

The next second, Bai Ge's voice rang out. Su Jin'er looked up and saw that the other party was waving at her from ten feet away.

Although the way Ling Qi was holding the other person was, well, a bit hard to describe.

"As long as it's okay, it'll be okay."

"Meow."

On the other side, Shangguan Huanhe had run from Fu Yan's arms to Lin Zifu's arms, and Lin Zifu also showed a relieved expression. Su Jin'er also gave him a reassuring smile.

Then, Su Jin'er quickly noticed Su Zheng in the middle of the group. Although he didn't say anything, family members probably only need a glance to understand each other's meaning.

"Junior sister, how is it?"

"It seems fine now, but we still need to take a pulse and observe carefully."

Ling Yao looked at Su Jin'er. Although Su Jin'er was in a sorry state, her breathing was much more stable, and the spiritual energy around her was much denser. She looked much better than before.

Seeing this, the others were relieved. Thank goodness, everyone was alright.

Meanwhile, Shen Mengxi, looking at the thunderclouds that had not yet dissipated in the sky, said with a gloomy expression, "No, it's not over yet."

Fu Yan seemed to have noticed something was wrong. He looked up at the sky and his expression became serious again.

No, although the thunderclouds won't immediately dissipate after the tribulation, at least there won't be any more lightning rolling in them. The current situation is just like...

The next second, three more streaks of purple lightning flashed across the sky.

"careful."

Fu Yan was the first to react, grabbing Su Zheng and pulling him to Su Jin'er's side. Ling Yao and Ling Qi arrived at the three of them in the next instant.

At this moment, the other three who were struck by lightning were somewhat bewildered. Although they could withstand this bolt of heavenly lightning, why did it seem that they were also about to undergo tribulation without warning?

"What's going on?"

Even after living for countless years, the three Tribulation Transcending stage cultivators still couldn't understand it. Their Foundation Establishment time was roughly the same as Su Jin'er's, so these three were about to advance to the Golden Core stage just a few months later.

and……

"This tribulation lightning really knows how to pick its timing."

Fu Yan gritted his teeth and said, "This heavenly lightning just had to strike when these children are so weak." He looked at Lin Zifu, who had been forced to separate from Shangguan Huan. His injuries were the most severe among the three, and since he was still in the form of a cat demon, the damage from the heavenly lightning would probably be even greater.

Indeed, all three of them had withstood the first bolt of lightning, but Lin Zifu was clearly in the worst condition, with bloodstains beneath him so thick that Yu Xianxian was nauseous.

But the next moment, the bloodstains beneath Lin Zifu suddenly began to rotate rhythmically, and soon gradually took shape.

"Spirit Transformation Array".

Fu Yan looked at the pattern of bloodstains on the ground and immediately realized what was going on. Lin Zifu, lacking sufficient spiritual energy, intended to use the bloodstains as a medium to activate the magic array.

Although the Spirit Transformation Array is a very ordinary array, it can transform attacks into spiritual energy for one's own use. However, its drawback is also quite fatal, because there is a gap of several seconds when it is activated, and during this time the array master cannot draw other arrays. Therefore, it is rarely seen in combat.

After all, victory or defeat often hinges on a single moment. For those at a high level, even a few seconds is enough for them to die dozens of times over.

However, this is indeed a viable method during tribulation, provided that Lin Zifu can withstand the several bolts of heavenly lightning within those few seconds.

"How will his body withstand this?"

Fu Yan clenched his fist. "Damn the rules of Heaven!"

Lin Zifu's body seemed unable to withstand the successive lightning strikes; the cat looked lifeless, as if it were about to die at any moment.

Although Lin Zifu's vision was somewhat blurry, the magic array beneath him was already complete. Damn it! He'd barely survived those two bastards, and even a Tribulation Transcending cultivator couldn't kill him, yet now he was about to be killed by his own Tribulation Transcending Lightning. How could he possibly accept this?

In that instant, a bolt of lightning struck, and Lin Zifu coughed up a mouthful of blood. He seemed to hear a "crack" sound in his mind, but he couldn't care less at that moment. The will to survive compelled him not to close his eyes. Finally, the magic array beneath him emitted a blinding light.

The red magic circle instantly covered Lin Zifu's body, absorbing the remaining lightning tribulation into it, and then transformed into gentle spiritual energy that flowed into Lin Zifu's body.

"Why does it feel so much smoother this time?"

Despite being a half-demon, he was always hindered by the demonic energy when absorbing spiritual energy. These were Lin Zifu's last thoughts before he fainted.

"Zifu, Zifu, are you alright?"

After Shangguan Huan finished his tribulation, he saw him lying on the ground and rushed to his side. As a disciple of Lingzhen Peak, he knew that his physique was weaker than that of the disciples of other peaks. Therefore, no matter how many times he failed, he forced himself to refine at least one magic weapon every month.

Therefore, when he was undergoing the tribulation of lightning, he was the one who had it the easiest. Even though the quality of his magical artifacts might not be enough to completely block the lightning, there were just too many of them. After the eighteen bolts of heavenly lightning, Shangguan Huan was only left with slightly torn clothes.