Picking Up a Gorgeous CEO for a Wife
Chapter 941 - 0941: Crisis

Chapter 941: Chapter 0941: Crisis

Qin Yu followed the incantation of the Xuanyuan Divine Needle technique, as True Qi surged crazily towards his fingertips, waves of powerful True Yuan converging there!

The Silver Needle in Qin Yu’s hand grew increasingly bright, and gradually, a white sphere appeared at the tip of the needle, emitting an energy of peerless might!

Yang Jingling and Guo Long involuntarily retreated several steps. Holy cow, what kind of skill is this? Isn’t it terrifying?

Yang Jingling and Guo Long had no doubts that if they were the target of this Silver Needle, they would be annihilated without a trace left!

The Dragon Flame Sect disciples standing guard outside were also stunned. Initially, when their Second Senior Sister sent them here, they were reluctant, wondering why they had to act like watchdogs for a mere commoner.

Now they finally understood, they felt a pressure from this commoner no less formidable than that of the Dragon King!

What was even more terrifying was that the night sky over Luo City was originally cloudless tonight!

But now, dark clouds had suddenly gathered above Luo City!

Especially right above the courtyard! Not only were the clouds dense, but within them, lightning flashed intermittently! One must know, only the breakthrough to the Heavenly Human Realm could trigger Tribulation Thunder!

Qin Yu had only used a single move, and it actually triggered Tribulation Thunder?

The Xuanyuan Divine Needle can bring the dead back to life, an act already defying the heavens, and furthermore, the first needle of the Xuanyuan Divine Needle borrows the power of luck from the heavens.

To say it borrows is merely being polite; in reality, it’s plundering. How could the Heavenly Dao not be furious?

Others were already feeling the terror of the Tribulation Thunder, and as the one marked by it, how could Qin Yu not feel it? He was panicked, feeling as if his life was beyond his own control!

Qin Yu had a headache. He knew that Tribulation Thunder was no laughing matter and that it was very likely to cost him his life! If it weren’t for saving Xiang Weiwei, he would never do such a death-defying act!

Fortunately, Xiang Weiwei was currently in an Ice Sculpture state and could be used to withstand the Tribulation Thunder!

If the Tribulation Thunder could shatter the ice layer on Xiang Weiwei’s body, the needling later would be easier too.

As the Silver Needle’s tip shone brighter and brighter, the tribulation clouds in the sky churned more fiercely! Even the raging Tribulation Thunder had begun to wreak havoc!

The sky exploded with noise continuously, as if venting its fury on Qin Yu!

Of course, Qin Yu felt the rage of the Heavenly Dao, but there was nothing he could do! He could not just let Xiang Weiwei die!

Success! After consuming nearly half of his True Yuan, a silhouette suddenly appeared within the white light at the needle’s tip! The figure grew more and more solid!

Soon, the figure took on the appearance of a dignified middle-aged man!

This figure, Qin Yu was very familiar with; it was the image of Emperor Xuanyuan that appeared on the first page of the Xuanyuan Divine Needle’s secret manual!

"Ancestor, have mercy! Xuanyuan Divine Needle’s first needle!"

Whoosh! Qin Yu threw the Silver Needle towards the sky! The needle emitted a dazzling white light, shooting straight towards the layer of clouds above!

The moment the Xuanyuan Needle was shot, Qin Yu felt a great crisis! He sensed something locking onto him!

That feeling was even more unbearable than being at the crosshairs of a sniper!

This oppressive sensation almost suffocated Qin Yu!

In just an instant, the Silver Needle shot into the tribulation clouds, crazily drawing on the power of fate!

Qin Yu saw a bolt of Tribulation Thunder, thicker than a water bucket, taking shape, and his heart almost spasmed! Heaven, what kind of power was in this Tribulation Thunder? Was it truly trying to play him to death?

"Little Long Long, give me your belt!"

Guo Long was a secular disciple of Shaolin, and the belt he used was made of the linen material typical of those from Shaolin.