Lily gasped. "Big Brother, if Mom is breaking through, she's going to be immortal!"

Shi Min didn't hesitate. "Yes! We'll talk later. Go!"

Four Eyes felt his blood run cold, a shiver crawling up his spine as Lily's words echoed in his ears. 'Immortal.' The weight of that revelation slammed into his chest, making his pulse pound wildly. His eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets—was this truly what awaited Ling Li? Was this breakthrough more than just power? Was it ascension?

But then, dread clawed at his mind.

He recalled the passage he had once read in an ancient text—one that had shaken him to his core. The heavenly tribulation was not a gift, but a curse. It was how the heavens displayed their jealousy, punishing martial artists for reaching beyond their mortal limits. It wasn't simply a test—it was a reckoning.

If they couldn't withstand the wrath of the heavens, they would perish, erased from existence as if their strength had never been. But if they endured—if they survived the chaos, the lightning, the merciless agony—they would transcend, breaking through to a level beyond mortality.

His hands clenched into fists, knuckles turning white. Ling Li would face the storm. She would stand against the fury of the cosmos.

And he had never been more terrified.

Seeing his Stepfather's conflicted gaze, Shi Min comforted him, "Paps, you need to trust Mom. Go and keep Kim Kim and Chin Chin company; the lightning will start anytime from now."

Right after Shi Min finished his sentence…

It began.

The sky split.

"Paps, let's go!" Shi Min said loudly as he rushed with Four Eyes, almost pushing him to the twins' nursery, followed by Mushu.

Thunder clapped with an ear-shattering force, shaking the entire mansion and reverberating beneath their feet.

A bolt of lightning, bright enough to blind, struck the roof of the alchemy with terrifying precision.

Shi Min barely had time to register the sight before running inside the twins' nursery with Four Eyes and Mushu.

The twins were crying. Once they saw their father, both of them simultaneously called, their short arms reaching out for their father, "Pa…pa…. carry… carry," They both said in tears.

Seeing how scared his two little ones were, Four Eyes hurriedly took them both in his arms and coaxed them, temporarily forgetting his worries for his wife.

Inside the alchemy chamber, Ling Li opened her eyes.

She smiled in satisfaction.

'Success,' was the single word behind her smile.

Ling Li stood amidst the roaring storm, her expression calm, unwavering. The heavens raged above her, bolts of lightning splitting the sky, yet she remained motionless — unshaken, untouched by fear. She had long since transcended mortality, stepping beyond the constraints of life itself. She was immortal.

But no one knew.

Not her family. Not her closest allies. Only Otako and the seven masked men had glimpsed the truth of her existence. To everyone else, she was powerful — yes — but merely standing at the precipice of immortality, not someone who had already crossed that threshold.

Ling Li had hidden it well.

The form she had presented to her loved ones had always been restrained, her aura carefully suppressed, her cultivation masked to appear a level lower than her true physique. But now, as the tribulation bore down upon her, she felt the weight of her deception lingering in her mind.

'Why not reveal it now?'

'Why continue hiding when the heavens themselves acknowledged her strength?'

As another deafening clap of thunder cracked across the sky, her decision solidified. She let go of her restraint.

She would show them now while the opportunity is present.

Ling Li closed her eyes, her breath steady, welcoming the divine punishment meant for mortals who dared to defy fate. Yet, instead of resisting the devastating energy, she embraced it, pulling it into her being.

Each lightning strike that tore through her body did not burn, but it strengthened.

The energy coursed through her veins, merging with her essence, refining her already perfected form. Her long silver hair shimmered under the electric glow, dancing wildly with the storm's fury. The ground beneath her trembled, unable to withstand the sheer force of her presence.

This was no mere breakthrough.

This was a revelation.

The heavens had tried to punish her.

But she would show them, and the world, that she had already ascended beyond their judgment.

As Ling Li stood amidst the remnants of her heavenly tribulation, the storm still crackling faintly above, an air of divinity cloaked her entire being. The soft glow surrounding her seemed to pulse—gentle yet commanding, radiating power beyond human comprehension. The silvery strands of her hair flowed like liquid light, cascading down to her ankles and shimmering under the moonlit sky.

She exhaled slowly.

She had done it.

The pills, the potions, the elixirs—all successfully crafted. Ling Li gathered them and safely kept them in her space ring.

The energy from the tribulation had integrated into her essence, reinforcing her body. Ling Li extended a hand, feeling the warmth of her qi weaving through her veins — stronger, richer, purer.

A knowing smile tugged at her lips.

As the sky calmed down, Shi Min stood from the chair, "Mom should be out soon," He walked out of the room, followed by Mushu and Four Eyes with both twins in his arms in hurried steps.

Pharsa also stepped out of the room, and everyone followed suit.

When the group arrived at the alchemy door headed by Shi Min, the team leader of the Samurai men bowed, "Young Master, Madam should be out in a while."

Shi Min silently nodded.

Ling Li stood straight and turned, her steps light but regal, carrying an ethereal grace as she approached the alchemy door.

Outside, Shi Min, Mushu, and Four Eyes stood waiting with the rest, their expressions tense, anticipation thick in the air.

The seven Samurai remained on guard in perfect discipline. Their dark-clad figures contrasted starkly against the brilliance of Ling Li's presence.

The door creaked open.

And in that moment — they all froze.

For a heartbeat, the world stood still.

Ling Li stepped out, her presence overwhelming. She was no longer the woman they knew — she was something … greater.

A deity.

A legend.

A being who had defied the heavens.

Shi Min's breath hitched. His lips parted slightly in astonishment, his mind struggling to reconcile the woman before him with the mother he had always known.

Ling Li was breathtaking.

Her skin, luminous like porcelain, infused with celestial light.

Her silver hair cascaded freely, dancing gently with the wind.

Her eyes were calm and serene, yet carrying the weight of infinite wisdom.

Shi Min was the first to break the silence, his voice barely above a whisper, filled with awe. "Mom… you're… awesome." He alsmost stammered.

Then, as realization fully settled in, his voice grew stronger, filled with admiration and certainty. "Mom, you have become immortal. And the God of Alchemy at the same time."

A collective gasp followed.

Mushu straightened, eyes flickering with respect. Pharsa, standing nearby, pressed a hand to her chest, feeling the rush of qi resonating from Ling Li's body—a force so powerful it was almost suffocating.

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