Limitless Ascension: Strength Amid Adversity – Chapter 157

“Let me clarify, Xue Wuhen is definitely not cursing; he’s just repeating what he sees!”

“That’s right.”

“This character is grass!!”

Countless people stared in disbelief at this succinct, yet imposing character.

Thoughts raced through their minds.

What exactly did Senior Ye mean by writing this? What deeper meaning could it possibly hold?

“Grass, grass, grass…” Xue Wuhen repeated obsessively, his eyes glazed, his whole body trembling like a leaf in the wind.

Everyone knows grass is a type of plant.

But Xue Wuhen sensed that Senior Ye’s intention was far from simple, there had to be a deeper significance behind it.

So, what was he trying to express?

After a few seconds.

“I grass! I grass! Ahhh!!!” Xue Wuhen’s emotions were nearly out of control, excited like a short-fused old dude, completely losing the demeanor of an unrivaled powerhouse he once had.

He couldn’t fathom what this character meant that Senior Ye had left him.

But Senior Ye explicitly said that all his understanding of the Sword Path was contained within this. Xue Wuhen was in disbelief that he couldn’t grasp a single bit of it. Was his talent really that poor?

At this moment, the man in white racked his brain, his eyes bloodshot and his gaze fixed fiercely as he desperately tried to extract meaning from this character.

“Hey, maybe let it go? It’s okay if you don’t get it. Don’t push yourself!” Ye Junlin was startled and immediately waved his hands to dissuade him.

He seriously underestimated this guy’s dedication to the Sword Path; he never expected someone would get stuck on a casual character he scribbled out.

“No way, I can’t give up! The Dao is right in front of me…” Sweat trickled from Xue Wuhen’s forehead, his brows twitching as he immersed himself in pondering the meaning of this character.

“I think, aside from being quite big, it doesn’t seem like anything special.”

“Nonsense! This was left by Senior Ye and contains his insights on the Sword Path. You can’t understand it because your realm is lacking!”

“Ah, right, right, right…”

Whispers surrounded them as everyone contemplated that bold and domineering character, hesitant to jump to conclusions.

They believed there must be some hidden secrets within, it was just that they hadn’t discovered it yet.

Seeing that everyone was discussing it,

Li Wujie looked on with respect: “Master truly is impressive; just from this single character, so many are left scratching their heads, even the top sword cultivator Xue Wuhen is struggling!”

Beside him, Hong Qianye frowned in thought. No matter how she looked at it, she couldn’t see anything extraordinary in that character for grass.

It really just seemed big and a bit daunting, with nothing else worthwhile to research.

“With my eyesight, he surely wrote this just to show off!”

“Given his character, it’s completely normal for him to do something shameless,” she scoffed, convinced that’s the case.

Clearly, among all the spectators, she was the most clear-headed.

Seeing Xue Wuhen lost in a daze, repeating “grass, grass, grass.”

Ye Junlin, who almost reached out to pat his shoulder, couldn’t help but withdraw his hand again, sighing, “Why go so far?”

Just when he thought this guy had totally lost it,

Xue Wuhen’s eyes gradually lit up, as if a realization was dawning.

Grass is not just a plant; it also represents the will to strive and persevere.

Even when trampled and scorned, the little grass endures silently, sturdily living on. It stands tall amidst storms, unyielding against wildfires, and is reborn in the spring.

Senior Ye, I understand!

So that’s why you gave me this character—to help me grasp the true meaning of the Sword Path, to live by breaking through death!

At this moment, Xue Wuhen entered a state of ineffable enlightenment, his eye glimmering increasingly bright, a surge of unprecedented feelings rising within him, like piecing together a puzzle of his own Sword Path.

Boom~!!

Thunder rumbled in the sky, dark clouds swirling ominously, flashing with terrifying lightning.

This is the tribulation clouds!

“What the heck is happening?!” Ye Junlin looked up in shock.

“What’s going on?”

Everyone was startled, mouths agape.

“Hong, could it be he wants to…?” Li Wujie stared at the gathering clouds above, his eyelids twitching.

Hong Qianye swallowed hard; her beautiful Danfeng eyes glimmered with ultimate shock as she whispered, “No way, could this really happen?”

She was all too familiar with this phenomenon.

That’s right, Xue Wuhen is about to cross tribulation to become an Immortal!!

Immortal, elevated above the masses.

If he succeeds in breaking through, there will be a profound divide between the immortal and the mundane.

Even in the Central Region, where the strongest thrive, the number of Immortals is exceedingly rare; each one is the foundation of ancient immortal sects and holy lands, someone whom many cultivation forces need to fawn over and please.

And in the Eastern Domain, the rarity of Immortals is unimaginable!

Seeing Xue Wuhen directly stepping into the path, triggering the formation of tribulation clouds, the surrounding cultivators had their jaws nearly drop, staring blankly.

“Impossible, absolutely impossible!”

“Just a simple character for grass can give Xue Wuhen the chance to become an Immortal? What the heck is Ye Junlin?!”

Li Wujie felt his scalp tingle, his pupils shook, and emotions roiled within him as if caught in a storm.

Years had gone by, and he had been stuck at the peak of the Tribulation Stage, unable to attract tribulation clouds, let alone sense it, as if he were destined to be estranged from the path of the immortals.

The reason lies in that he hadn’t fully walked out of his own path. To cross tribulation and become an Immortal, one must first prove the Dao. It’s as if he didn’t even have a key. How would he open the door to immortality?

“Someone actually stepped ahead of me…” Chen Xiao’s expression was filled with shock, his eyes firmly glued to those swirling tribulation clouds, hands trembling uncontrollably.

How he wished he could have that opportunity too!

Under everyone’s gaze, Xue Wuhen’s expression turned icy, filled with an invincible belief, his eyes brimming with boiling Sword Intent, like two blazing suns.

“Come on, let me experience the power of the tribulation!”

Xue Wuhen stood unwavering, dressed in a spotless white robe, his black cloak billowing as he drew his sword from his waist and raised it high into the air.

In an instant, Sword Qi surged for thirty thousand miles, overpowering the crowd, the magnificent sword light shooting toward the heavens, crashing into that terrifying tribulation cloud.

Boom~!!

The giant tribulation clouds rumbled like thunder, seemingly enraged by Xue Wuhen’s actions, striking down endless bolts of lightning full of power, tearing through the sky.

The pure white sword light collided with the terrifying lightning, releasing a surge of tremendous energy waves.

Typically, achieving a perfect tribulation and facing such a lightning tribulation usually resulted in severe consequences, often needing to defend passively, risking severe injury or even fatality.

But Xue Wuhen was different; he simply swung his sword in defiance, extraordinarily powerful, making the tribulation yield to him.

After withstanding several waves of lightning, the tribulation clouds gradually dissipated.

Boom!

A brilliant auspicious light surged into the sky, colored rays painting the whole sky.

Amidst countless shocked gazes, that long figure bathed in immortal light slowly descended, ethereal and transcendent.

At this moment, Xue Wuhen’s eyes were deep as the starry sky, radiating an unfathomable aura, dominating living beings and inspiring loyalty.

“This… is what it feels like to become an Immortal.”

Xue Wuhen savored the transformation, feeling the powerful immortal power coursing through him. It felt like if he swung his sword, he could create a catastrophic scene.

The so-called Virtual Immortal level of the Tribulation Stage was nothing but a joke compared to a True Immortal, like comparing a firefly to the bright moon.

No comparison at all, absolutely none!

When Xue Wuhen in white robes, exuding celestial energy appeared before everyone, they suddenly realized he had become a true Sword Immortal!

Ouyang Feng, the ancestor of the Banshan Sect, felt it was unbelievable that he had just witnessed the birth of an Immortal.

“Congratulations, Senior, achieving immortality!” Someone in the crowd shouted.

Instantly, congratulations erupted like a tidal wave.

“Congratulations, Senior, achieving immortality!!!!”

The voices boomed from all directions, shaking the heavens and causing every being to be taken aback.

Countless cultivators looked on in reverence, for this was truly a bona fide True Immortal!

Moreover, he was a Sword Immortal renowned for his accomplishments!

“Master… actually enlightened an Immortal?!” Li Wujie gasped.

Hong Qianye froze, then suddenly remembered something, looking at the silver-haired youth, lost in confusion, wondering if she had truly misunderstood him.

At this moment, not only the onlookers but even Ye Junlin himself was dumbfounded.

He had only acted on a whim by writing that character; who knew this guy would genuinely comprehend something and ascend right there?

Absurd…

Ye Junlin stared at the giant “grass” character on the mountain ahead, his brows knotted deep in thought.

Grass!

Could it really be that powerful?

Xue Wuhen was overjoyed.

Senior Ye truly did not deceive me!

Indeed, this character contained a multitude of mysteries; just a little peeling away reveals the hidden truths of the Sword Path behind it.

Looking at the silver-haired youth, Xue Wuhen displayed no airs of an Immortal and walked straight up, bowing respectfully, “Thank you, Senior Ye, for the guidance. My ability to achieve immortality is entirely thanks to your insight!”

A true Immortal addressing someone at the Tribulation Stage as ‘Senior’—such a bizarre incident has never occurred throughout history, yet here it was.

Ye Junlin stood stunned, blinking, as he evaluated this white-robed man, pondering:

“Shouldn’t you slice me with your sword, so I can become an Immortal too?”