Failed My Tribulation, So the Cannon Fodder Ran Off with the Heavenly Tribulation [Reborn]

[Complete] An unprecedented event had struck the cultivation world: the heavenly tribulations had vanished! For three whole years, cultivators had been unable to undergo tribulations. They were trapped at their current levels, unable to advance. As cultivators searched everywhere in a panic for the missing tribulations, a silver-white ball of light curled up on Ling Ze's lap by a stove in the Xuantian Sect, purring contentedly. Ling Ze added firewood with one hand and stroked the ball of lightning in his arms with the other, whispering: "Little Tribulation, be good." * Three years ago, provoked by the Imperial Preceptor, the Xuantian Sect mistook a rogue cultivator for a great demon who had come to destroy the sect. To protect themselves, everyone in the sect took the medicinal pills the Imperial Preceptor had given them and entered the Heavenly Dao examination grounds. Ling Ze, a young disciple of the Xuantian Sect, was roused by the medicine into undergoing a tribulation amid the upheaval. But with his foundations unstable, he failed and died beneath the lightning tribulation. Just before dying, Ling Ze glimpsed a sliver of heavenly insight: The heavenly tribulation had actually developed human consciousness, and it was a little glutton. Ling Ze was reborn. His memories awakened, and he realized he was living in a cultivation novel as a doomed cannon-fodder character. The rogue cultivator his sect was trying to destroy was actually the male lead, framed by the Imperial Preceptor. Ling Ze had been reborn on the night before the male lead destroyed his sect. He rushed to the sect leader's door to try to stop him, but failed. In desperation, Ling Ze hurried to the Heavenly Dao examination grounds in the middle of the night, bringing a pork trotter rice dish he had made himself. He tried to tempt the heavenly tribulation with delicious food and strike a deal: spare the Xuantian Sect. Inside the grounds, silver-white lightning struck down and took the pork trotter rice dish, but made no promise to Ling Ze. Ling Ze assumed the offer wasn't generous enough to move the heavenly tribulation, so he rushed back to the sect. As he sat by the stove boiling water and cooking, Ling Ze looked up and saw a silver-white ball of light drifting down onto his lap. The ball sucked on Ling Ze's fingers, still fragrant with meat, and made a soft, childish sound: "Hungry." Ling Ze suddenly understood: The best way to keep the sect's disciples from being struck dead by heavenly tribulations was, of course, to kidnap the heavenly tribulation! Laid-back immortal sect disciple gong × Heavenly Tribulation shou Theme: Change your fate with your own hands and build a beautiful life for yourself