Chapter 47: Prologue (Supplement)

e.The four-story building of the Japanese headquarters has completely collapsed. Those inside can be said to have perished, either killed by the blast or crushed by the debris. Soldiers who did not en...Purple lightning, illuminating almost half the sky, continued to fall relentlessly. Wu Lianyi watched impassively at Zi Qingchen outside the range of the tribulation thunder. The triumphant expression on the other's face was not hidden in the slightest. This was her most beloved female disciple.

She actually tampered with her own tribulation array, causing herself to endure a double tribulation thunder calamity, leading her into a desperate situation.

While the usually overlooked eldest disciple, Wu Yao, was not considered important in everyday life, he was now desperately throwing talismans at his own head to share even a sliver of the lightning tribulation, hoping to endure for just a little longer.

"Master, you have to think of a way!"

Wu Yao's eyes were bloodshot, and he roared loudly.

But the falling tribulation thunder was too numerous and dense. All the formations couldn't withstand even two breaths before being shattered. At this moment, the tribulation thunder had already engulfed Wu Lianyi entirely. The disciples of Kunlun Immortal Sect surrounded her, everyone exclaimed, "Grandmaster Lianyi has failed to cross the tribulation"

Only Wu Lianyi, who was at the center of the tribulation thunder, remained the calmest. She reflected on how she had raised a viper by her side while pushing away her true and kind disciple simply because he was sent by the family, simply because Wu Yao shared her bloodline.

"Well, if we have to leave, let's leave with peace of mind."

A violet bolt of lightning, swept

the area beyond the range of the tribulation thunder, and even arrogantly pulled Ziqingchen into the sea of thunder in the sky.

"Ancestral Master, save me!"

The previous moment, Ziqinchen was still smiling, but his face instantly turned pale, and he cried out in alarm.

The surrounding exclamations rose and fell in waves. At this time, a red ribbon appeared on the road and rolled toward Ziqingchen who was about to enter the range of tribulation thunder, trying to stop her. However, the next moment, Wu Lianyi moved with the tribulation thunder to Ziqingchen's side.

Ziqing's neck was gripped by a jade hand, and Jie Lei also struck the red silk ribbon to the ground. A cold voice echoed in everyone's ears:

"Hong Ling'er, you will never win against me in your entire life. As I am about to ascend, you use Zi Qingchen to scheme against me. How could I let you succeed! I swear to the God of Thunder with my soul and all my cultivation, you will surely fall victim to the tribulation lightning and be forever barred from ascension!"

As soon as the words left her mouth, Wu Lianyi hurled her young apprentice into the heart of the tribulation lightning. Watching the terrified expression on his face contort as it was pierced by purple lightning, she leaped and plunged into the center of the thunderous storm herself.

There was no pain of lightning striking the body, nor the dissipation of soul and spirit. When Wu Lianyi regained consciousness, she found herself sitting on a white chair, facing five people: three men and two women, all dressed in black, impeccably tailored suits without a single wrinkle.

Wu Lianyi subconsciously lowered her head, seeing that her body was unharmed and still wearing the purple Yunlei Taoist robe she had worn during the tribulation. Her fingers were still slender and jade-like.

Facing them, in black suits, was a white, minimalist, modern-style long table. All five of them were staring intently at Wu Lianyi, occasionally clicking on the screen in front of them and whispering to each other.

As a former Great Vehicle True Venerable, Wu Lianyi's hearing was extraordinary. She could hear every word the others said clearly. The five people were evaluating her, so she unconsciously frowned. However, they didn't ask her directly. Instead, she turned her gaze to the back of the five.

Behind the five people stood a huge floor-to-ceiling glass window. Through the glass, Wu Lianyi saw modern skyscrapers, with flying cars passing through the air from time to time. This made her, who came from the last days, feel both familiar and strange.

Wu Lianyi, 1,384 years old, perished in a heavenly tribulation and was recruited by our Task Department. She possesses a powerful soul, unyielding willpower, innate divine power, and an unorthodox approach to tasks, making her well-suited for dimensional missions.

A stern-faced man spoke first.

The other person's words drew Wu Lianyi's attention back. She glanced at the other person and spoke in a light tone:

“I don't want to do any tasks, just send me away!”

Through the hushed whispers she had just overheard, she had a general idea of what was going on here, so her refusal was quite direct.

"Leave here, and you will be destroyed!"

Then destroy it!

Wu Lianyi didn't mind.

If you complete the client's commissions and accumulate a total of one hundred, we can send you to the day before the tribulation. Would you be willing

A beautiful woman smiled and said,

"One hundred is too much, sixty."

"Ninety."

"Sixty."

"Eighty pieces."

"Sixty!"

Seventy-five!

"You can still send me off!"

Wu Lianyi had no intention of compromising. After all, she was already dead; all that remained was for her soul to be extinguished.

Okay, sixty pieces!

In the end, it was still the resolute man who made the decision, looking like the leader of this group.

"Task content!"

"Fulfill the client's wishes, resolve the other party's resentment and hostility, and complete the task of mending the plane."

What can you do for me

"You can only choose three of all the skills you currently have!"

Another woman with a somewhat cold expression spoke.

"Your appearance, divine power, intelligence, cultivation, natal sword, and personal space can be chosen to bring into the plane you enter, but they are also subject to the suppression of that plane."

For example, if you enter the technological realm, your cultivation will be suppressed to the lowest point. If you enter the modern realm, your natal sword will be unusable. Therefore, you need to think carefully.

A stern-faced man explained responsibly.

Wu Lianyi thought for a moment, then smiled and spoke up in her own defense:

"I have so many options to choose from, let's add one more! That will help me finish the task quickly and repair the plane surface. You won't lose out either!"

Okay! What do you choose

"Divine power, wisdom, cultivation, and my soul blade."

Wu Lianyi said straightforwardly.

"It's a shame about your face. If you used this face to enter the plane of existence and complete the mission, it would definitely be twice as effective with half the effort."

A once beautiful woman lamented sadly.

"No matter what face I wear, I can complete the mission."

Wu Lianyi said softly.

"To help you get started, let's begin with a simple beginner task, set in a youthful campus!"

Another man with phoenix eyes swiftly swiped his fingers across a luminous screen, tapping three times in succession. He selected a beginner-level mission and then looked up and said.

Wu Lianyi said there was no problem.

"Okay, now I'm putting you into the mission."

The man tapped twice, and then a silver archway appeared before Wu Lianyi. Wu Lianyi rose to her feet, bowed to the five people, and then stepped into the archway.

The moment the spatial door closed, the light screen in front of the man with phoenix eyes suddenly distorted. Then, his pupils contracted, and he whispered:

"Oh no!"

What's wrong

"The wrong noodle dish was sent!"ing, cursing, begging, but unfortunately no one could hear his voice. In his ears, however, a woman's cold voice kept echoing:"Feng Junyi, I wish you a long life, forever living in this hell.""No!!! P...