Daily Life in the Countryside After Being Reborn

Chapter 908: Chapter 41: Heavenly Tribulation (Part 2)

She used the Spiritual Rhinoceros Scissors to strike the stables stone wall, but everything was in vain. When her blood and Zhou Ziang’s blood merged into that piece of stone wall, a strange scene occurred.

An illusion appeared on the stone wall.

Green mountains and clear waters, rows of white-feathered cranes flying in the sky, at the foot of the Yunteng Sect, a little girl wearing a floor-length old garment stood with her mouth agape and eyes wide open, watching the cranes descend from the sky.

Jingyun, a Master of the sect, led a young boy off the crane.

The boy, from head to toe, was all good-looking, even the jade-colored hairband casually tied in a young boy’s knot on his head exuded a unique charm.

The little girl looked on, forgetting herself, and unconsciously said, "My name is Zhou Xiaoxian, you’re the new junior brother, right? Just ask me if you need anything." As she spoke, she didn’t even realize that the big white steamed bun she had painstakingly obtained from her master had fallen to the ground.

"Yun Guanzi... senior brother," the young boy glanced at the little girl, as if she was no more than grass by the roadside, yet this piece of roadside grass was eagerly insisting on being called senior sister.

Clearly, I entered the sect earlier, so why do I have to call those who came after me senior brother?

"From now on, he is your senior brother Yun Guanzi," the little girl, about to protest, was pulled back by her master, who was suffering from a fit of jealousy. Her master pointed at the exceptionally gifted boy beside the master and said.

She got a flick on the forehead, and her master scolded, "In this sect, the one with the higher cultivation is respected. Back in my day, I entered the sect earlier than your senior master, but..." Her master stopped halfway through the sentence, realizing it was an embarrassing disclosure and feeling humiliated.

Fortunately, her foolish disciple hadn’t paid attention to the words, for she squatted down, picked up the white steamed bun covered in dust, and continued eating it with relish after blowing off the dirt.

The image on the stone wall changed again. The little girl had grown somewhat, now standing on the highest cliff of the Yunteng Sect, Wu Ruoya, blowing in the cold wind, shouting into the empty valley, "Why does everyone in the sect have a space, except mine, which is worse than garbage."

"Did you take care of this cliff?" Yun Guanzi elegantly descended from the sky, leaving the space-lacking female disciple momentarily stunned, let alone but even speaking became like a mosquito’s buzz.

"You’ve done well, even the Sect Leader of the Wuji Sect would praise you," Yun Guanzi said and soon forgot the matter.

"Well done... so even a garbage space has its uses," the female disciple clenched her fist, joyfully thinking, "I was born to be useful, I - Zhou Xiaoxian, pledge to become the first Mountain Guardian of the Yunteng Sect and make Yunteng Mountain exemplary among the Immortal Mountains."

Another day, the female disciple was disheveled, holding a shiny chamber pot, half lamenting and half relieved, "I finally managed to snatch the chamber pot discarded by senior brother Yun Guanzi from those intimidating senior sisters. I heard senior brother is attempting to break through to Gold Grade tonight. I wish I could see it, but unfortunately, I made a mistake today, and Master has punished me not to leave the woodshed at will."

That night, wind and rain ravaged outside. Lightning and thunder roared, and the female disciple turned over in bed, took out the chamber pot, and prepared to relieve herself.

At that moment, the infamous "Thunder Kill You" of the Yunteng Sect flashed in the clear sky, and in an instant, the grass house was destroyed.

A man with a Jade Crown stepped on air, approaching.

In the brightness, the female disciple’s face was filled with joy, but swiftly, her joy was swept away like clouds in the wind as a flash of lightning, resembling a thick blue-purple snake, was about to strike the man’s head.

"Senior brother!!" Without a moment’s thought, the female disciple leaped forward without a trace of fear.

The figures of both were swallowed by the lightning.

In the stables stone wall, Zhou Ziang, who had been in a daze, now had a spark in his eyes.

He slowly looked towards the opposite side of the stone wall, where Xiao Xian was also looking at him.

Their eyes met, "Senior brother?"

"Senior sister!" Zhou Ziang suddenly laughed, saying, "I always thought the Ninth Heavenly Thunder was my tribulation, but little did I know, that tribulation was already destined over ten years ago. Silly girl, why didn’t you avoid it back then?"

"I... Ziang, should I call you Ziang or senior brother Yun Guanzi?" Xiao Xian gasped, speechless.

"Who are you now moved by? If you love Yun Guanzi more, then I am Yun Guanzi," he coughed, spewing a bit of crimson, noticing the Stone Pillar still descending.

Zhou Ziang softly said, "Close your eyes, give me your hand."

Xiao Xian was stunned for a few seconds, then slowly closed her eyes and placed her fingers against the wall. Despite the difference in size, their hands fit perfectly together.

Zhou Ziang looked at Xiao Xian, but did not close his eyes; his expression was sorrowful yet content, "Xiao Xian, don’t be afraid, I’m here with you. Last time, you wanted to save me; this time, let me save you, is that alright?"

Is that alright? Is that alright?

Boom---a golden light suddenly erupted from the other side of the wall.

Xiao Xian abruptly opened her eyes, as the Mafu Stone Pillar ceased to fall, cracks appearing at the edges of the wall.

When Xiao Xian pulled Zhou Ziang from the other side of the wall.

The last trace of Golden Grade Spirit Energy had drained from Zhou Ziang’s body. His body had begun to stiffen.

Xiao Xian, hugging Zhou Ziang’s corpse, collapsed to the ground.

In her arms, his eyes remained open, his hand retained its outstretched position, and his mouth bore a faint smile. He was Yun Guanzi, who faced the nine Heavenly Thunders with ease and mirth.

"This time, let me save you, is that alright?"

The man’s voice, as always, lingered quietly by her ear today.

Yezi’s shoulder trembled, his eyes grew moist, and he tasted a hint of salt at the corner of his mouth as he suddenly lifted his head. (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to go to Qidian () to cast recommendation tickets and monthly tickets; your support is my greatest motivation.)