Chapter 967: The Strange Thunderstorm

Chapter 967: The Strange Thunderstorm

Master Zhao has been defeated, and now the power has shifted to Zhang Yuanxu.

Master Zhao has been sealed away, but Zhang Yuanxu won’t publicly admit this. Instead, he paints it as a situation where he and Master Zhao reached an agreement. Master Zhao is now in closed-door training, waiting to collaborate on grand plans.

Anyway, everyone knows, and even if someone suspects, they can’t just barge in and investigate.

Soon, Zhang Yuanxu hurriedly suppressed the vengeful spirit energy around him, returning to his original appearance. He then walked out of the Spirit Pavilion, facing a crowd of disciples.

Everyone was confused. Master Zhao had only been inside for a short while, so why was there no sound? Now, Zhang Yuanxu was the one to emerge.

“Master, what about the leader…?” a disciple asked.

Master Cong approached, inquiring.

“The leader misunderstood my intentions. But I’ve clarified it, and he agrees with my viewpoint. He’s going into seclusion now, so there’s no need to worry about conflicts within our sect. We are all members of the Xuanyun Sect and should live in harmony. During this time of the leader’s retreat, I’ll take charge of all matters within the sect. If anyone has issues, feel free to approach me. Now, everyone can disperse and continue your training.”

Zhang Yuanxu spoke with a booming voice, clearly stepping into the role of the sect leader, ensuring everything was in order.

Most had an inkling of what was happening but didn’t discuss it further; they simply dispersed, left wondering what exactly Zhang Yuanxu had done to Master Zhao.

Dare not speak, dare not ask.

…

Lin Nuo was keeping track of time, knowing that something strange was bound to happen soon.

Currently, numerous troubles were emerging, fueled by human greed. Those who publicly shouted for unity and to weather the storm were just as selfish as demon practitioners.

This was the worst-case scenario for them, a fatal weakness. It’s well-known that demon practitioners are of poor character, and everyone, including themselves, knows this. Hence, they are used to open struggles and internal chaos, managing to survive over the years due to their experience.

But for cultivators, this internal strife could be deadly; they would crumble and collapse.

He was a witness to history and naturally understood how ridiculous this world could be.

But no matter how ridiculous it was, he wasn’t the final victor.

In the end, who won?

On the surface, it’s Su Kexin, but in reality? From the illusion last time, Su Kexin wasn’t proud of defeating him, nor did she conquer the world to become its ruler.

She retreated into seclusion and lived a mundane life with no meaning.

Of course, this was just what the illusion showed him. Was it really the case? He couldn’t know for sure.

Many stories have protagonists obliterating villains, leading to a happy ending where the leads are together, enjoying a blissful life.

Yet, as the female lead, Su Kexin doesn’t have a male lead by her side; he’s quite sure of that. He hasn’t even seen one.

Thus, she is destined for tragedy. As the main character, if she hasn’t encountered another opposite-sex protagonist during her leveling-up journey, she’s doomed to loneliness.

Her journey of leveling and battling had no counterpart appearing until after defeating the big bad—does that seem reasonable?

Just choosing some random passerby to achieve this is a script even a dog wouldn’t tolerate.

So, he somewhat believes Su Kexin will lead a solitary life.

However, she seems to have taken an interest in him, which is rather problematic and sends shivers down his spine.

Clearly, if Su Kexin possesses some sort of yandere quality, it wouldn’t be so simple for him to get stabbed once or thrown into captivity, only to be tortured by her various wicked schemes.

Just thinking about it gives him the chills.

Alright, forget about it. As a big bad villain, according to the script, it’s him who should be tormenting the protagonist; there’s no way the protagonist would disturb the villain. That’s not in the least bit thrilling.

Lin Nuo took to the skies on his spirit sword, heading towards the gathering place of the Fox People. It was a long journey, but to him, it would only take less than an hour.

He gradually got used to the feeling of flying on his sword. In fact, with his style, he could fly directly without needing a spirit sword.

But flying directly indeed consumes more energy, which isn’t practical.

“Hmm?”

As he flew, he entered a region of dark clouds and thunderstorms, with thunder booming as if it had locked onto him, striking continuously.

“What a piece of junk.”

Lin Nuo immediately conjured a protective spirit shield around him to resist the lightning strikes.

However, the lightning was extremely fierce, and it seemed his shield couldn’t hold out.

“This shouldn’t be a natural thunderstorm.”

Lin Nuo murmured to himself, knowing he would have to land and lower his altitude; otherwise, he wouldn’t withstand this lightning.

Suddenly, the storm raged, and the thunder became even more ferocious. Looking below, many areas had already been bombarded and turned to charred land.

A regular thunderstorm couldn’t do this.

Lin Nuo had to evade its wrath. Quickly, he descended and retreated, attempting to avoid the storm’s range.

It seemed the lightning had its sights set on him; even as he descended, it still targeted him.

“Oh ho, you even dare to lock onto me.”

Lin Nuo chuckled. Natural thunderstorms aren’t this intelligent; someone must be stirring the pot.

It might not even be a person.

Lin Nuo hastily took out a Dao Fu. As soon as the symbol appeared, a yellow light shield emerged, blocking the lightning strikes.

Dao Fu works like a charm; it’s specifically for deterrence.

As Lin Nuo approached the ground, he quickly retreated and exited the thunderstorm area, keeping the lightning from striking him.

“This isn’t ordinary.”

Lin Nuo pondered briefly—was the weather changing?

He was deep in thought, recalling if he’d encountered such an abnormal thunderstorm in his past life.

There might have been, but he never encountered it.

Perhaps someone had already dealt with it.

The thunderstorm area was vast, sweeping through everything with great ferocity.

This wasn’t something he needed to concern himself with; he could simply find a detour.

That would take some time.

Or he could plunge through all at once.

Lin Nuo decided to go bold; to be frightened into taking a detour by this thunderstorm? How disgraceful!

Taking a deep breath, he channeled his energy, allowing the spirit energy to surge onto his spirit sword, creating a powerful wind.

Your lightning is strong?

Let’s see if you can withstand my wind.

Lin Nuo prepared himself and shot forward, charging right into the storm.

The lightning once again locked onto him, launching a rapid-fire assault. If he were to get hit, the damage would be considerable.

But Lin Nuo swiftly dodged, darting back and forth, moving at lightning speed—faster than the lightning could strike.

This was him at full throttle, and the thunderstorm was successfully pushing him to this extent.

Bye now, you can strike at will.

Lin Nuo chuckled, though this consumed a fair amount of energy, it was better than taking a detour. His pride was at stake—how could he let a thunderstorm intimidate him?

Just when he was about to completely burst through this area, an intense white flash erupted, followed by nine bolts of lightning straight down upon him.

Still not giving up, do they really want to zap me, Lin Nuo?

Fine then, since I’m all the way here, how could I let you do that?

Dao Fu, go!

Lin Nuo pulled out several new Dao Fu, tossing them into the air while chanting spells.

Instantly, golden light erupted, a tremendous force that annihilated the lightning.

But it drained a lot of symbols; he’d need to replenish soon.

Hmm?

Lin Nuo looked up, watching as the lightning in the dark clouds grew denser and more chaotic, alerting the onlookers.

“Damn it.”

Lin Nuo cursed and swiftly retreated.