Dragon King's Son-In-Law

Chapter 197: Seven-Colored Snow Lotus

Translator: Noodletown Translated Editor: Noodletown Translated

As if it heard Hao Ren’s summon, the Heavenly Lightning Bolt flew toward his palm!

Five-elemental sword energies could be combined into hundun sword energies that possessed hundun lightning power. The ultimate form of hundun lightning power was Tiangang!

The Heavenly Lightning Bolt in the Heavenly Tribulation was Tiangang!

This small Heavenly Lightning Bolt entered Hao Ren’s body and traveled through his 108 acupoints before settling down in his Dragon Core.

Hao Ren exhaled deeply, and even the air he just exhaled was mingled with some lightning power.

Zhao Guang and Zhao Hongyu gasped while Zhao Yanzi who was by his side also widened her eyes, forgetting to cry.

Pu… Under the stimulation of the Heavenly Lightning Bolt, six openings in his Dragon Core were unlocked!

Colorful lights engulfed Hao Ren’s body as he jumped from Kan-level to Li-level! Li-level needed ten openings, and Hao Ren had 13 now!

The Light Splitting Sword Shadow Scroll was Lightning Cultivation. Hao Ren’s theory of absorbing the lightning power of the Heavenly Tribulation with his technique was proved right!

For cultivators, the Lightning Tribulation was dangerous and painful. But to Hao Ren, it was a piece of cake! He was even spared from the pain caused by the level up when he advanced using the lightning power.

“Aw…” Suddenly, Zhao Kuo spat out a big mouthful of blood!

“Third Uncle!” Zhao Yanzi, who had been staring at Hao Ren in astonishment, turned around and rushed toward Zhao Kuo.

The almighty Zhao Kuo finally lost his balance and fell to the ground.

By now, the altar was ruined, and the cold wind blew onto them. Zhao Kuo in his torn robe was covered in blood.

Regardless of his blood and sweat, Zhao Yanzi threw herself into his arms and burst into tears.

“Third Uncle can’t make it this time. I’m content with the fact that I will die in one piece.” Zhao Kuo, an unrivaled cultivator in the mortal world for hundreds of years, now looked defeated. He touched Zhao Yanzi’s head gently and said, “Zi, you must take care of yourself.”

“Third Uncle, you won’t die!” Zhao Yanzi cried in his arms.

“Kid, come here!” Zhao Kuo glared at Hao Ren with his bloody eyes and shouted at him.

Hao Ren walked over and stood before him.

“From now on, you have to take care of Zi for me. I know that you are not a bad guy; the only problem you have is that you are hanging around too many girls. Well, I have only one-twentieth of my power left. I’ll transfer it to you.” He reached out to grab Hao Ren’s arm.

Slap! Before Hao Ren could react, Zhao Guang slapped off Zhao Kuo’s arm. “Brother, what are you doing?”

“With my remaining strength, I can only live for several hours. I will transfer it to him and help him get stronger!” Zhao Kuo lifted his head and said.

Zhao Hongyu sighed and pinched her nose to hold back her tears. She had always scolded him for being rude, but she knew that he was just quick-tempered and was not malicious at all.

“My meridians are broken, my Dragon Core is damaged, and my reputation as the No.1 Cultivator is gone. I will transfer my remaining power to this kid so that he could protect Zi better. It’s my final gift to Zi as her uncle!” Zhao Kuo continued after seeing Zhao Guang still standing between him and Hao Ren.

“Save your breath!” With a cold face, Zhao Guang turned to look at Premier Xia and said, “Don’t stand there in a daze! Go and ask little Daoist Zhen to come here!”

“Yes, Your Majesty!” Premier Xia turned immediately and dived into the sea after forming an energy sphere around him.

“Where is Xingyue?” Zhao Kuo looked around and asked. Although Zhao Kuo was still sitting down, he looked a lot better than a few seconds ago; perhaps it was due to terminal lucidity.

A beautiful female cultivator in her thirties walked over and looked at Zhao Kuo with a frown. Out of the ten purple-robed elders on the altar, she was the only female.

“I promised that I would pass the Heavenly Tribulation, but I failed,” Zhao Kuo said to her softly.

“Don’t talk now. You need your rest,” this female cultivator named Xingyue said gently.

“You’ve always been fierce towards me, but I know that you are thinking for me. I can’t control my big mouth, and my Heavenly Tribulation got this powerful. It is a punishment for neglecting the cultivation of personality and temperament,” Zhao Kuo said with a bitter smile.

The smile didn’t look good on his ugly face, but Hao Ren’s heart ached, especially after he saw Zhao Yanzi’s heart-wrenching sob.

Xingyue was silent. Zhao Kuo was the No.1 Cultivator of East Ocean, and she was the No.1 Female Cultivator of East Ocean. Although Zhao Kuo was more powerful than her, he was very obedient in front of her; he would immediately shut up after she glanced at him.

After bickering with him for 200 years, she expected that Zhao Kuo would ascend into the enviable Heaven Dragon Realm. She had never imagined that it would end like this.

No one had expected that the Heavenly Tribulation would be the mighty Ninth Heaven 18 Lightning Tribulation. When the first lightning bolt struck, her heart sank.

Faced with such a powerful Heavenly Tribulation, Zhao Kuo had a clearer understanding of the situation than her. However, no one could stop the Heavenly Tribulation once it was activated. The only thing that he could do was to fight to his death!

Under Xingyue’s watch, he didn’t want to lose like a coward; he wanted to die a hero!

Everyone was silent.

The only sound was Zhao Yanzi’s sobbing.

Hao Ren didn’t know that this No.1 Female Cultivator of East Ocean was, in fact, Su Han’s master.

Hua! The sound of water splashing broke the silence.

Premier Xia and little Daoist Zhen arrived at Zhao Guang’s side.

“Little Daoist Zhen, my brother failed the Heavenly Tribulation. I must rely on you to save his life,” Zhao Guang bowed to him respectfully and said.

The haughty little Daoist Zhen glanced at Zhao Kuo who was on the ground and said, “Broken meridians, damaged Dragon Core. I’m afraid that even the Daluo Golden Immortal 1 wouldn’t even be able to save him.”

Everyone’s heart sank at his answer.

As if he had expected it, Zhao Kuo laughed carelessly, “Anyway, I have no regret in my life since I battled with the most powerful Heavenly Tribulation! Hao Ren! Kid! Come over here, and I’ll transfer my remaining power to you!”

Hao Ren didn’t move since he didn’t want Zhao Kuo to die after transferring him his power. However, he didn’t dare to refuse him outright, knowing that Zhao Kuo would cuss at him for that.

“What’s the hurry?!” Seeing Zhao Kuo’s anger, little Daoist Zhen touched his chin, trying to look older and more experienced before continuing, “I’m not finished yet. I can’t save him if I don’t have Nature Treasures. However, I probably could save his life with the help from one item.”

“What’s that?” Instead of getting mad at little Daoist Zhen for keeping them in suspense, Zhao Guang was pleased with his words and asked.

“Seven-Colored Snow Lotuses from the Sky Mountain in the Northwest,” little Daoist Zhen said slowly.

“Seven-Colored Snow Lotuses?” Hao Ren’s heart lurched since these lotuses were the most fitting Mystic Crystals for his five-elemental cultivation technique according to the Lu sisters.

“Ok. I’ll go look for them immediately!” Zhao Guang said.

“Why is your family so rash!” little Daoist Zhen gave him a dirty look and said, “I’m not finished yet!”

“Please go on.” Zhao Guang held his temper in check and bowed slightly towards the little Daoist Zhen to show his respect.

“The Seven-Colored Snow Lotuses need to be over 1,000 years old, and I need six pieces. However, the older lotuses are mostly located in the depth of the karst caves. The deeper you go into the cave, the stronger the repulsion to the Nature Essence. In other words, only a cultivator who is below Zhen-level could go and pick the Seven-Colored Snow Lotuses,” little Daoist Zhen said slowly while nodding his head.

“Below Zhen-level…” They looked around, and their gazes rested on Hao Ren.

“However, the process of collecting Seven-Colored Snow Lotuses will be quite dangerous. If one is a lot weaker than Zhen-level, it would be difficult to get them. All in all, it’s not an easy task to get these 1,000-year Seven-Colored Snow Lotuses,” little Daoist Zhen continued.

Zhao Guang furrowed his brows and nodded with a grim face.

Little Daoist Zhen glanced around and pointed at Hao Ren. “You seem to be only at Li-level. Well, you can do it. Go get the Seven-Colored Snow Lotuses for me, and I will make the elixir for him.”

Hao Ren looked at him in skepticism, feeling like there was more to it.

Seeing Hao Ren’s gaze, little Daoist Zhen told the truth, “Ok, I’ll be frank. I only need three Seven-Colored Snow Lotuses to save him. However, you need to get me three more as payment. To be clear, I want three; I won’t save him for anything less.”

“Ren, the task is too dangerous for you since you have no experience going on such trips. I’ll send someone else,” Zhao Guang interrupted.

“It’s fine. I’ll go!” Hao Ren raised his hand and stopped Zhao Guang. “The Sky Mountain in the Northwest is within Qin Shaoyang’s territory, and he will make trouble for people who are from East Ocean.”

“You mean…” Zhao Guang was baffled. With Zhao Kuo on the verge of death, as his elder brother, Zhao Guang couldn’t keep a clear head.

“I will go. I’m in a better position,” Hao Ren said as he pointed at his forehead.

“Oh? Inspector?” Zhao Guang suddenly understood.

In fact, when Hao Ren showed up on the altar with Lu Qing, Zhao Guang had noticed the mark on his forehead. But his mind was centered around the upcoming Heavenly Tribulation and had no time to ask about it. Now seeing the mark, he knew that Hao Ren had joined the Inspector System through Su Han!

Since this was the case, Hao Ren was a better candidate for this mission since Qin Shaoyang was technically one of his ‘peers’.

“Dad! I’ll go with him!” Zhao Yanzi stood up abruptly with tears on her face.

“Nonsense!” Zhao Guang glared at her. “You have no strength at all! It’s not a field trip!”

Zhao Yanzi bit her lip, feeling wronged and sad. After all, she wanted to help her Third Uncle.

“You must bring back the Seven-Colored Snow Lotuses in one day. This means that from now on, you have 24 hours, and I must sustain his life with elixirs. If you are late at all, then I can’t promise that I can save him,” little Daoist Zhen told Hao Ren.

“Ok! I’ll go right now! But I need one person to go with me!” Hao Ren said.

“Who do you need?” Zhao Guang asked.

“Su Han!” Hao Ren answered.