Cultivation Online

After the meeting, Sun Ling Cai and Yan Hara met up one more time before Sun Ling Cai made her way back to the Sixth Heaven.

In the Sixth Heaven, before heading back to the Frozen Cloud Ethereal Sect to meet with Yuan, Sun Ling Cai dropped off the volunteer back at his home.

“Wow, what happened here? Did a demon attack your sect while I was gone?” Sun Ling Cai was dumbfounded by the destruction in the sect and asked Sect Leader Yun.

“No… A Supreme Heavenly Tribulation occurred when Xiao Yang attempted to breakthrough to the Divine Realm.”

“Supreme Heavenly Tribulation?! But that’s usually only reserved for Immortals! Is he okay?!” Sun Ling Cai was greatly shocked by this news. Although she was confident in Yuan’s abilities as the Divine Paragon’s reincarnation, she was still worried he might not be able to handle a Supreme Heavenly Tribulation that threatened even Immortals like her.

“He’s fine. Hell, he emerged from it unscathed.”

“Unscathed…? Is that even possible?” Sun Ling Cai stared at the Sect Leader with a dumbfounded look on her pretty face. “How did he do it?”

“You’re asking the wrong person.” Sect Leader Yun shrugged before continuing, “I don’t know how he did it, but he treated the Supreme Heavenly Tribulation as if it was a joke.”

Sun Ling Cai pondered for a moment before muttering, “I can only think of one possibility… he’d achieved the legendary Heavenly Physique that grants immunity to lightning.”

“Heavenly Physique?! That’s impossible!” Sect Leader Yun exclaimed, her eyes wide with disbelief. Most cultivators only cultivate a single elemental immunity in their life because it takes a lifetime to train even one. She already knew Yuan possessed Cold Immunity, so the thought of him having another defied all reason.

Moreover, lightning immunity was the hardest immunity to train, and the number of people who have achieved Heavenly Physique since the beginning of time could be counted on one hand.

“Impossible? Nothing is impossible for the Found—him.”

‘Found?’ Sect Leader Yun raised an eyebrow.

“Anyway, where’s Xiao Yang?”

“He’s currently staying at my place.”

Sect Leader Yun brought Sun Ling Cai back to her living quarters shortly after.

“Welcome back. How did it go?” Yuan asked her once they were alone.

“It worked! I managed to bring someone from the Sixth Heaven to the Seventh Heaven—even the Eighth Heaven! I tried going through the Stairway to Heaven at first, but that didn’t work out, so I had to use a treasure.”

“Anyway, when do you want to go to the Seventh Heaven?”

“I’ll go right after I finish training my Cold Immunity.”

“…”

Sun Ling Cai suddenly went silent.

“Is something wrong?” Yuan asked.

“Huh? Oh, nothing’s wrong. I was just wondering if you truly have the Heavenly Physique or not.”

“Heavenly Physique? I have it.” Yuan admitted.

“How old are you in this life, again?”

“I’m still in my twenties in this life.”

“Your twenties?! And you already have the Heavenly Physique and Cold Immunity?!” Sun Ling Cai exclaimed in a terrified voice.

Seeing how she reacted, Yuan didn’t dare to reveal that he also had Poison Immunity and Fire Immunity.

Sometime later, Sun Ling Cai said, “By the way, I spoke with Senior Sister Yan. She said that she’d like to meet you once you arrive at the Seventh Heaven.”

Yuan nodded, “Sure.”

“Alright, when do you wish to start your training?”

“I’d like to start now if you don’t mind.”

“I understand.”

Sun Ling Cai proceeded to retrieve the painting ‘The Cold That Cuts Heaven’ and opened it, instantly turning the room into an ice chamber.

“I’ll be watching over you constantly, so if you need anything, just shout it out loud,” she said.

Yuan nodded and said, “Alright. Don’t take me out unless I tell you to, even if it looks bad.”

“Okay. I’ll send you inside the painting now.”

Sun Ling Cai lightly tapped Yuan’s shoulder with her brush, its tip glowing with profound energy. Then, with a graceful motion, she drew the brush toward the painting. In the next instant, Yuan’s figure was pulled into the scroll—vanishing into the painted world as if swallowed by it.

After entering the painting, Yuan found himself standing atop the very snowy mountain depicted in the scroll. The world around him was blanketed in endless white—sky, ground, and horizon blending together in a frozen stillness.

Despite having Super Cold Resistance, he could feel the bitter chill biting into his skin, the cold so intense it began to creep into his veins, threatening to freeze his blood solid. Yet, he did nothing to fight it.

Within moments, the frigid air overwhelmed him. A thick layer of ice rapidly formed over his body, sealing him completely. In the blink of an eye, Yuan stood frozen—transformed into a statue of ice, motionless amidst the endless snow.

Sun Ling Cai, who was watching this, immediately wondered if she should take Yuan out of the painting.

‘No… although his entire body is frozen, his heart is still beating.’

Time flowed quietly in the frozen world, and three full months had passed in the blink of an eye. Yet Yuan remained unchanged—still encased in ice, unmoving, as though time itself had forgotten him.

At long last, the ice encasing Yuan began to crack—thin fractures spreading like spiderwebs across its surface. Moments after attaining Supreme Cold Immunity, a surge of energy pulsed through his body, and with a sharp burst, he shattered the frozen shell around him, breaking free from his long, silent imprisonment.

‘If I want to reach the next level, I’ll need to visit the real White Hell.’

While he could continue training inside the painting and achieve the next level, it would take too much time, hence why he decided to stop there.

“I’m ready to leave!” Yuan lifted his head toward the sky and spoke loudly.

A moment later, Yuan felt a profound energy wrap around him, and in the blink of an eye, the icy world vanished. When he opened his eyes, he was back in his room. Before him, Sun Ling Cai sat quietly in front of the painting with a relieved smile on her face.