<h4>Chapter 1: God decides Ones’ Fate</h4>


    <strong>Trantor: </strong>As Studios <strong>Editor: </strong>As Studios


    In the outskirts of City A, where there were green hills and clear waters, bolts of lightning shed across the dark sky, like humongous dragons breaking through the cloudyers, apanied with the roar of thunder.


    In the midst of the thunder, a petite figure could be seen passing through, unexpectedly at a speed quicker than lightning.


    If anyone was around, they would be able to clearly see that the lightning, as if alive, was continuously shing towards the direction of that petite figure. Wherever the lightning hit, earth and rock shattered, producing a terribly scary sight.


    Ji Fengyan’s pretty, delicate and small face turned slightly red as she leaped between the lightning strikes, the ces she had passed through now in a mess. The lightning left her with many wounds bleeding profusely—as if earth’s surface had cracked open and could easily swallow a person.


    “You petty fellow! If you are capable, you should just strike me directly!” Ji Fengyan pointed her middle finger at the sky arrogantly when she sessfully evaded a lightning strike.


    As the 24th century’sst immortal cultivator, Ji Fengyan had been learning the skill of immortal cultivation from her master since a young age. Today was the day of herst heavenly tribtion — as long as she survived these 99 strikes of lightning for her tribtion, she would be able to shed away her mortal body and be ranked as an immortal being.


    The tribtion of 99 lightning strikes was the key to an immortal cultivator. In modern society nowadays, there were hardly anyone who believed in immortal cultivation. Ji Fengyan had already survived 98 lightning strikes and prepared herself—once she had survived thest lightning strike, her immortal ascension would beplete.


    At this thought, Ji Fengyan felt a little excited.


    Both her master and grandmaster failed their immortal ascension at theirst lightning strike, and only she hade this far.


    Thest lightning was so fierce that the mountains shook, and the thunder was so loud that it could deafen a person. Ji Fengyan held her breath and looked at the huge bolt of lightning descending from the sky as her leg muscles tightened. When the lightning reached her, she transferred the Golden Core inside her and used all her powers to protect her body. She then jumped with all her might to avoid the lightning.


    The moment Ji Fengyan jumped, a loud explosive boom could be heard from a tall sturdy building beside the mountain, followed by an intense shock wave.


    Ji Fengyan could not believe it as her eyes widened in shock. Unable to withstand the iing shock wave in midair, her petite body was forcefully thrust towards the 99th bolt of lightning she was trying so hard to avoid.


    Her sight was enveloped with lightning. She looked up to the sky and bemoaned:


    “Damn you, Heavenly Dao! Did you do that on purpose to fool with me?”


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    How did it feel to be struck by lightning?


    The pain felt as if the body was slowly sliced apart with a hot knife and then tortured by burning in mes. This amount of pain was sufficient to cause a mental breakdown in anyone.


    In the darkness, Ji Fengyan felt so miserable that she almost cried.


    She had nned meticulously for two years just for the heavenly tribtion, yet the only thing she did not consider was a possibility that a building nearby would suddenly explode.