Reborn in Another World: A Husband from Heaven

The remaining soul floated over, looked at those people, poked them with his hand, and then floated back with a happy face and asked: "Disciple! When did you make this?"

Han Shaoqing looked at the people around him nonchalantly, straightened his sleeves slowly, and then said nonchalantly: "Oh, you mean the one I just threw out! It wasn't long ago that I made it and hadn't had time to experiment, but they came to my door, right? Why don't we try them out?" He looked at the people around him again and said kindly: "If any of you want to try it, just come up, I can provide it for free."

When everyone heard what Han Shaoqing said, they all stepped back a few steps, with a look of fear on their faces.

It's as if Han Shaoqing is some kind of demon who kills without blinking an eye.

Xing Yun watched them retreat tactfully, his face even more smug, still with his hands on his hips, chin raised, taking a step forward, and said proudly: "Little guys, with such little ability, you dare to come out and embarrass yourself. You really don't know what you are talking about."

The trapped people shouted in the formation: "Boy, if you have the guts, let's have a real fight."

Xing Yun stuck out his tongue at them and said sarcastically, "Real guns and real knives, do you think we are as stupid as you are? Or do you have a brain just to increase your height and serve as a decoration?"

Everyone present heard Xing Yun's non-stop chattering, which made them angry and ashamed.

Everyone at the scene was speechless immediately after hearing what Xing Yun said, and there was silence for a moment.

The sound of thunder rang out again, drawing everyone's attention back to Wen Qingye who was experiencing the thunder tribulation.

Wen Qingye, who was being struck by lightning not far away, looked at him. Although he looked very embarrassed at the moment, his back was still straight, his face was firm, his expression was serious, and he didn't slack off at all. He tried hard to absorb the surrounding spiritual energy to recover from the injury he had just been struck by lightning.

He also continued to refine the purple lightning that had just struck him.

Suddenly someone spoke up, striking a heavy hammer in everyone's heart: "Now there is only one last thunder tribulation left, and this last thunder tribulation is also the most ferocious. But as long as Wen Dao takes this one, he will succeed in overcoming the tribulation and become a Nascent Soul senior."

This sentence ignited the fire in everyone's heart, and also made everyone worried. Some were hopeful, some were malicious, and some were gloating.

Xing Yun's hand also tightly grasped Han Shaoqing's hand, showing his excitement at the moment.

In this tense atmosphere, the only one who felt at ease was the Nether Butterfly.

He still keeps hanging around those who once said that Xing Yun

Han Shaoqing noticed it, but he didn't stop it.

After all, there were too many eyes on them on this island, and it was good for Nether Butterfly to find something for them to do to keep them busy.

Wen Qingye had just stood up when he was struck by a purple lightning bolt, and fell to his knees again.

A mouthful of blood spit out.

Then, the man fell to the ground.

When everyone saw Wen Qingye falling to the ground, they all stared at that spot with wide eyes.

After waiting for half a cup of tea, they saw that Wen Qingye was still motionless. Some people instantly became happy, smiling and saying loudly, without even a euphemism: "Hahaha, Wen Qingye failed. He failed."

"Ah! He is so unlucky. He was defeated by the last thunderbolt."

"Yes! It seems that Yunzhou will not have an easy life without Wen Qingye's protection in the future." Some people said gloatingly.

Everyone was talking at once, so no one noticed the slight movement of Wen Qingye's hand.

Xing Yun heard what everyone said, and there was some worry on his face. He tilted his head towards Canhun and asked Master Canhun in a very low voice: "Master, Brother Wen, he wouldn't really fail, right?"

The remnant soul was quite calm, and said calmly: "You don't understand this! This golden elixir is promoted to the Nascent Soul! After the thunder tribulation, you still have to go through the inner demon. Only after passing the test of the inner demon can you be considered a golden elixir that has transformed into a Nascent Soul."

Hearing this, Han Shaoqing was once again speechless about this promotion.

Maybe Wen Qingye didn't have any inner demons, but I did.

Xing Yun's mind did not relax at all after hearing this, but became more alert.

Just as everyone was talking happily, a golden light suddenly appeared above Wen Qingye. The golden light directly covered Wen Qingye, and the scars on his body that had just been chopped off gradually healed.

The surrounding air was also filled with spiritual energy.

The smiles on the faces of those who were talking excitedly just now froze instantly. They stared blankly at Wen Qingye in the golden light not far away.

Some people pointed at the person in the golden light, swallowed their saliva, and stammered: "He, he, he succeeded."

"Well, it seems so." Some people echoed.

Some people also quickly sat down to practice.

The remaining soul also looked at Han Shaoqing and said: "Why don't you practice quickly?"

Han Shaoqing and Xing Yun also sat down cross-legged.

Han Shaoqing absorbs spiritual energy faster than most people, so the spiritual energy around him is consumed faster.

Therefore, everyone woke up from their meditation soon. Some of those who had troubled Yunzhou before and said bad things about them, because they felt guilty, immediately stood up and wanted to stay away from this place of trouble.

But, what they think is beautiful and good.

However, these are just thoughts.

It was because Wen Qingye had already appeared in front of them in a flash.

Everyone looked at the person who appeared before them, and sweat immediately broke out on their foreheads. They raised their hands to wipe it off, and said with a flattering and hypocritical smile: "Senior Wen, congratulations! Congratulations!"

"Yes! Senior Wen."

Wen Qingye looked at them without any emotion, with a cold face, and asked in a deep voice: "Aren't you going to say anything?"

Hearing this, everyone raised their hands again to wipe away the sweat that was getting more and more, then patted their lips with a flattering smile and nodded and said: "Senior Wen, we don't have any bad intentions, we were just talking casually before. Please forgive us."

"Yes! Yes! Senior Wen, we will never dare to do that again."

"We won't dare to do it again. Really. Senior Wen, please forgive us this time!"

Everyone was begging for mercy.

Wen Qingye just watched them perform quietly. When they finished talking and looked at him, he glanced at them calmly and said indifferently: "Are you only apologizing to me?"