Fake Demon Lord [BL]

1 - The Unreliable Lightning Tribulation

Editor: Chubby Dragon
Proofreader: SleepyMango123

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From the day storm-clouds gathered atop the Palace of Bliss, all the cultivators within the Jianghu[1] knew that the greatest demonic cultivator, He Huan, was going into tribulation.

The cultivation rankings had been simplified over the course of many years and were now divided into five great stages: Body Enhancing, Foundation Building, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, and Calamity Crossing.

As for the Jianghu of today, only the Xuanmen Righteous Sect's sect head, Qing Xuzi, reached the stage closest to Ascension, Calamity Crossing. It was also because of this, that for many years, in the many confrontations between the demonic sects and the righteous sects, the demonic side always had to take a step back, never starting a war. Yet, with the beginning of He Huan's tribulation, the world knew that this type of stalemate was very likely to end.

Right before reaching the Calamity Crossing stage, in tandem with the accumulation of spiritual energy in a cultivator's body, the sky would gradually show signs of preparing for tribulation. Now that the tribulation clouds above the Palace of Bliss had been gathering for more than a month, countless righteous cultivators kept hoping for a bolt of lightning that would kill the Demon Lord He Huan.

Unfortunately, that bolt never came down, still hiding amidst the clouds. Helpless, all the major sects could only look up at the sky whenever they found themselves bored enough.

Has the lightning tribulation killed He Huan today?
No, it still hasn't.
Sigh, then let's continue watching.

Such words were repeated day after day by the elders of the major sects. The people of the world were also getting more and more anxious as time went by; was this heavenly tribulation coming down or not?

Never had there been a case where tribulation gathered for more than a month, and still hadn't started.

What was this called?
Even when going through tribulation, that bastard He Huan, still had the time to mess with us.

Dead or alive, is it that hard to get an answer? To make everyone look at your Palace of Bliss day and day out like an Amah Rock[2], it really doesn't give others a sense of relief!

The major sects waited in unease, while He Huan, who was the epicentre of all this attention, was very carefree.

Seated in front of the window inside the Palace of Bliss that had garnered the attention of the world, was a red-clothed demonic cultivator, his hair loose and eyes as brilliant as peach blossoms. His tribulation had arrived, yet there was not a hint of worry on his face.

He lazily took a sip of his warm wine, then looked up to watch the little sprinkles of rain that had managed to enter through the carved-wooden windows. He raised his brush, but then fell into contemplation. In the end, he still decided to leave the stack of letters on the table.

These past few days, he would take small sips of wine here and there while writing the letters. Whenever he thought of something, he'd take his brush and write down a few sentences, and if there was nothing he could think of, he'd stare at the thick tribulation clouds in the sky and let his mind drift away. That flippant attitude completely didn't put the heavenly tribulation in his eyes.

However, today he couldn't afford to be that leisurely because in front of him knelt the Head Enforcer of the Palace of Bliss, Bi QianRen. Full of loyal intentions, he pleaded, "Palace Master please reconsider, dividing your divine consciousness in two then using it to let your Yuan Ying[3] gain intelligence, this kind of thing, it's never been done by cultivators before!"