"I’ll sleep after you leave." Yun Qian earnestly said, "I want to look at you a bit longer."
"... Miss Yun truly doesn’t know what being shy ans." Xu Chang’an sighed, "Didn’t you get enough of a view yesterday?"
"I was already exhausted when I went to the bathroom, I can’t rember clearly."
"You almost fell asleep in the water, it’s no wonder you can’t rember clearly." Xu Chang’an couldn’t help but laugh when he recalled the sight of Yun Qian yesterday, seemingly having an out-of-body experience, tired to death but still constantly watching him.
He remarked that a drunken Yun Qian gave him a different feeling, one he quite liked.
However, Xu Chang’an also noticed that if he stayed there, Yun Qian would not be able to sleep well, so he walked to the bed and bent down.
...
Yun Qian’s eyes widened a bit.
Shortly after, Xu Chang’an stood up and said, "Miss, good morning."
"Mm, morning." Yun Qian placed her hand on her lips, her eyes slightly quivering, her heart gently rising and falling.
All her dissatisfaction and anxiety completely vanished within these few short breaths.
The sound of rain and thunder from outside filtered in, the torrential rain washed over the willow branches along the coast, making them glow like a beautiful woman.
Everything was so wonderful.
——
Watching as Xu Chang’an left her room and closed the door, Yun Qian sat up a little and took a small sip of the hot water that Xu Chang’an had prepared by her bedside.
She looked toward the countless terrifying "eyes" in the sky outside the window, her expression calm.
These occurrences were common, not just once or twice, and they were not sothing she orchestrated; she wasn’t impressed by any of these apocalyptic weather events.
Using heavenly thunder seed superfluous to her.
If pushed to explain, the tribulation thunder in the sky was likely described by those uninspiring people in her husband’s books, who, sensing her bad mood, sought to appease her with black tribulation thunder and various rules.
That’s one reason.
There’s also another reason.
For instance, when soone knows they’re about to get a slap from Miss Yun, they raise a hand pretending to slap themselves, hoping to quell Miss Yun’s anger.
At a necessary mont, they’d give themselves a hard enough hit to knock out a tooth.
After all, if she really wanted to act, even a single thought from her wouldn’t just be a simple slap.
——
Yun Qian tilted her head, thinking that her husband’s system was fairly intelligent.
She truly wasn’t a composed person; as long as it concerned Xu Chang’an, a single misunderstanding, or a joke, was enough to shake her profoundly.
Whenever her thoughts were unsettled, such things would occur.
Thus, she was indeed dangerous.
Should she try to be more restrained?
Yun Qian pursed her lips, soon ceasing to think about such uninteresting matters, her mind entirely filled with the image of Xu Chang’an comforting her, telling her not to be afraid.
The corners of her mouth lifted uncontrollably.
Yun Qian couldn’t say she liked thunderstorms and heavy rain, but since Xu Chang’an was sowhat curious about heavenly thunder, even though she was in a good mood, the dark clouds still didn’t disperse, hanging in the sky to satisfy Xu Chang’an’s curiosity.
There’s sothing else too.
Because of this sudden thunder, Xu Chang’an treated her tenderly, much like handling a child, which Yun Qian found very pleasing.
Heavenly thunder... not bad.
——
Xu Chang’an closed the door, cleaned up so remnants from yesterday in the room, wiped away the wine stains, put away the wine glasses, then stood at the door and took a deep breath.
This was not in Beisang City but at Chaoyun Sect, so the sudden appearance of thunder and rain was definitely unusual. Was soone fighting on Celestial Bright Peak, or undergoing a breakthrough?
Since arriving at the mountain, he had not seen those who could truly move mountains and fill seas; the most profound cultivation he’d witnessed was at the sword-testing events among disciples.
Opening the door, a strong wind hit him.
Xu Chang’an looked up to see the sky overcast, with dark clouds pressing down heavily overhead.
The curtain of rain seed to be a vast, thick veil, and looking into the distance, it appeared as if a gray curtain blocked his vision, leaving everything hazy; trees, houses, nothing could be seen.
Xu Chang’an extended his hand, feeling the rain fall on his face, without detecting the slightest hint of spiritual power within.
Though he occasionally heard the rumble of thunder, he sensed nothing unusual.
This was the most normal kind of autumn thunder and rain.
"Nothing interesting."
Xu Chang’an shook his head, thinking he was indeed overthinking; a cultivator’s thunder tribulation was not so easily witnessed.
Xu Chang’an glanced at his system panel and clicked his tongue.
As expected, when in Yun Qian’s presence, the increase in Celestial Dao Points was always unreliable.
"System, you gathered so many Celestial Dao Points. I thought sothing big had happened," Xu Chang’an said a little disappointedly.
System: "..."
——
Xu Chang’an released spiritual power around three feet above his head, creating a barrier about three ters in diater to shield him from the rain. Then he crossed the threshold, looking through the window at Yun Qian, who had already laid down to sleep again, feeling a surge of motivation, and turned to leave.
Back to Muyu Peak.
At that mont, Xu Chang’an was entirely unaware that a streak of tribulation thunder was gathering right above his head. It just didn’t dare to strike because he was still near Yun Qian.
——
The rain fell heavily.
A woman in a red robe stood by the lake on Celestial Bright Peak, holding an umbrella, the shattered scene in the sky falling into her eyes.
The woman’s cloth shoes stepped in water, and the hem of her clothes was speckled with splashes of mud.
She listened to the crisp sound of rain hitting the window lattice, the pattering on the umbrella, the whispering of the grass, and felt that everything was filled with unease.
Looking closely, one would find that the swirling tribulation thunder appearing weak, was actually terrifying, far exceeding even her Qiankun Realm’s thunder tribulation.
The rain was not ordinary rain, completely penetrating Chaoyun Sect’s Mountain Protection Array.
The woman in the red robe extended her hand, and instantly, countless spiritual powers converged from all directions, forming an indestructible barrier that enveloped all of Celestial Bright Peak. Those spiritual powers had beco substance, harder and denser than the toughest steel in the world.
Yet the rain continued to ignore it, passing straight through the barrier and falling to the ground.
The woman in the red robe had no idea how it worked or how it managed to penetrate the barrier.
"..."
The rain beat against the umbrella, clear and lodious.
This was the strangest thing.
Substantial spiritual power couldn’t stop the rain, but a thin umbrella could.
If rainwater could do so.
Then what about the tribulation thunder swirling above all of Chaoyun Sect?
She montarily wondered if it was sothing concocted by the Demon Sect, as their recent activities had been very mysterious, converging and then dispersing.
But she quickly dismissed that thought.
However... another possibility was even more illogical.
Xu Chang’an.
Unattainable Chang’an.
There he was again.
Immortal Reincarnation?
Where in the world would such an immortal exist?
Let alone such a ruinous scene, where was there any auspiciousness?
How he triggered the thunder tribulation, the woman in the red robe couldn’t fathom, her face full of bewildernt.
Living for so many years, she had never seen such a scene.
Suddenly, the woman in the red robe was startled.
The sound of soone stepping across clear water ca from afar, echoing along the path, mingling with the sound of rain falling on blue stones.
Listening to the approaching footsteps, the woman in the red robe looked over, her eyes widened uncontrollably, her pupils narrowed to a point.
She saw a young man in a robe coming from a distance, above him a feeble barrier holding back all the rain from the sky.
What she couldn’t do, the young man did with ease.
"..."
Looking carefully, Xu Chang’an was in a state of profound profundity, naturally integrated, a body with no leaks. He was clearly walking from a distance, yet no one could sense the slightest presence, as if he was one with the world.
"...Sure enough, it’s him." The woman in the red robe sighed.
So high-profile?
Not bothering to hide his uniqueness, just short of writing this celestial phenonon all about him on his face.
According to the docunts, this youth was not supposed to be high-profile.
"..."
Thinking for a mont, she walked directly toward Xu Chang’an.
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