Xiao Shou continued converting and absorbing the lightning energy without pause.
By the time he refined the very last trace of lightning power, the disciples who had gathered to watch his tribulation had already dispersed one after another.
Only Fu Young remained behind, quietly standing nearby as he protected Xiao Shou.
Xiao Shou closed his eyes and concealed his aura.
He recalled the Dark Night Spirit Sword back into his dantian, then cast a Cleansing Art to remove the layer of gray dust that had seeped from his body during the lightning tempering process.
Only then did he open his eyes and look at Fu Young. "Young'er, you've worked hard."
"I didn't do much. The one who had it hard was Master while undergoing the tribulation." Fu Young looked at Xiao Shou. Seeing that he was completely unharmed, he smiled happily.
This time I finally wasn't left in such a miserable state by the Heavenly Tribulation. Having merit really is wonderful.
