Chapter 217: Chapter 216: The Definition of Getting Struck by Lightning for Showing Off
The Saintess’s video stream couldn’t compare to watching in person, but unfortunately, Jiang Zuo only wanted to look at Su Qi.
Jiang Zuo didn’t know how many people, like Chi Xue Child and the others, would go. He didn’t dare to watch for too long since Su Qi was right beside him.
If she suddenly decided to check his phone, it would be a total disaster.
So, Jiang Zuo blocked everything he needed to.
This ensured no one could bother him.
Speaking of Jingyue’s transformation, though, Su Qi had reassured him.
She had even asked him, "Are you jealous? If I had two different forms, wouldn’t nights be more interesting?"
Jiang Zuo could only laugh drily at that.
’More interesting?’
He was afraid he’d just grab a weapon and start hacking away.
However, transformation was a privilege unique to the Saintess. Anyone who hadn’t been a Saintess couldn’t do it.
Su Qi could only find it a pity. If she could have been the Saintess and still be with Jiang Zuo, she definitely would have wanted to keep the title.
But she couldn’t bear the thought of being apart from Jiang Zuo now.
And Jiang Zuo, knowing the future, was even more against Su Qi becoming the Saintess. It would only bring her harm.
Or rather, it would bring harm to many people.
Just then, Su Qi turned her head to look at Jiang Zuo, who turned to look at her at the same time.
’Good. I put my phone down perfectly, without her noticing a thing.’
’If Su Qi ever finds out one day, she’ll definitely call out with a wide, knowing smile, "Mr. Jiang Zuo," or perhaps, "Fellow Daoist Po Xiao."’
’At that point...’
Su Qi made a face at Jiang Zuo, then went back to helping Jingyue with her stream.
During the stream, Jingyue showed off a few special effects to accentuate her aura, and she did look stunningly beautiful.
But Jiang Zuo remained expressionless. Even when he tried to picture Su Qi in her place...
’...nope, still expressionless.’
After that, Jiang Zuo stopped paying attention and took out his phone to watch some videos to kill time.
He then tapped on a video that featured lightning.
In the video, thunderclouds roiled turbulently over a vast sea, looking as if an endless barrage of lightning was about to descend.
Jiang Zuo was a little surprised. He glanced at the title: "This Fairy is about to attempt Crossing the Tribulation. Wish me luck, fellow Daoists."
Jiang Zuo froze for a second, then checked the video app. ’Yep, it’s a normal app, not one from the Cultivation Realm.’
But those thunderclouds really did look like tribulation clouds.
’Does that powerhouse enjoy messing around this much?’
Jiang Zuo then took out Su Qi’s phone. The passcode was no obstacle for him.
Of course, they both had their fingerprints registered on each other’s phones for the unlock sensor.
After opening Su Qi’s phone, Jiang Zuo saw an app for the Cultivation Realm, which contained news and information for cultivators.
Jiang Zuo then found the same video. It really was someone Crossing the Tribulation.
’People are live-streaming their tribulations now?’
Jiang Zuo couldn’t help but look up at Jingyue. ’Would this girl also live-stream her tribulation in the future?’
’It’d be one thing if she streamed it, but she’d better not drag Su Qi into it.’
Jiang Zuo stopped paying attention after that. The person Crossing the Tribulation didn’t seem to have any backup. They posted one video before it started; the next post would have to wait until after it was over.
Or they might never post again.
Having one’s body and soul destroyed was a common outcome.
By the time Jiang Zuo put his phone down, Jingyue had already ended her stream.
Apparently, it was because they were about to arrive at their destination.
"Ugh, I’m exhausted, totally exhausted." As she spoke, Jingyue flopped onto the cloud and reverted to her normal form.
Su Qi felt completely exasperated. Her senior sister was actually a good person, just ridiculously obsessed with her streaming fans and all that.
’How is any of that important?’
Jingyue, on the other hand, found Su Qi strange. ’A husband? Why be so ridiculously obsessed? I’ve never seen anyone so over the top.’
Jiang Zuo, however, suddenly glanced behind them. He saw someone approaching via Sword Flight.
As the man drew near, he glanced at Jiang Zuo’s group, matched the Soft Cloud’s speed, and said with a laugh, "My three young friends, care for a chase? If you can catch me, I might offer you a pointer or two."
Then, the Daoist deliberately turned around to face them, flying backward as he said, "A pity you can’t catch me. Hahaha."
The Daoist let out a hearty laugh and then, ZING, he shot off into the distance.
However, he hadn’t flown far when a bolt of lightning suddenly descended from the sky.
BOOM! It struck the Daoist directly.
The Daoist’s laughter hadn’t even faded before he was blasted from the sky. He was probably toast.
A single maple leaf was left floating where the Daoist had been. As the Soft Cloud passed by, Jiang Zuo subconsciously caught it.
He then ignited the leaf with a burst of flame and dropped it from the sky.
It was, indeed, just an ordinary maple leaf.
Afterwards, Jiang Zuo asked, "What was that guy doing just now?"
Su Qi and Jingyue were still dumbfounded. It had all happened so fast.
Su Qi said, "I think he was trying to say hello?"
Jingyue shook her head. "He was giving us a perfect demonstration of ’show-offs get struck by lightning.’"
Jiang Zuo and Su Qi: "..."
Then, Jingyue looked at Jiang Zuo in surprise. "Brother-in-law, what was that little trick you just did?"
Jiang Zuo frowned. ’Brother-in-law?’
’That form of address is really awkward. She might as well call me Fellow Daoist Po Xiao.’
At that moment, Su Qi said excitedly, "It’s Magic!"
Jingyue retorted irritably, "I know it’s Magic, but how did you just make it burst into flames like that?
It was just like Magic."
Jiang Zuo shook his head. In truth, he had just beaten up the Fire Elements.
’Who knew they would submit so easily?’ He’d never done it like that in his previous life.
He found it pretty strange in this life, too.
Moreover, those Fire Elements kept coming back for more. Each time they appeared, they were stronger, and recently they had even started bringing reinforcements.
’He had no idea how the leader of the Fire Elements managed it.’
Just then, Jiang Zuo looked ahead with a surprised expression and said, "You two, look behind you."
Jingyue and Su Qi both turned around. The sight left them dumbfounded.
What did they see? A roiling mass of tribulation clouds, crackling with raging lightning. The enormous cloud bank was about to engulf them.
Now they understood. The Cultivator from before had been struck by the Celestial Tribulation.
Jingyue instantly cried out, "Oh my god! Soft Cloud, you idiot! Don’t you know to avoid a Celestial Tribulation? You charged right at it!"
Yes, what they had run into was a Celestial Tribulation—an incredibly dangerous and awe-inspiring one.
This was the first Celestial Tribulation Jiang Zuo had encountered since his return. He was no stranger to them; fighting one wasn’t actually as dramatic as it looked.
But charging in now was simply courting death.
Celestial Tribulations were a special case. He had been reborn, but he had no idea if the Tribulation itself still remembered him.
If it did, he was well and truly screwed.
The target of the tribulation might instantly switch to him.
The Celestial Tribulation was not on friendly terms with him.
Just then, Su Qi yelled, "Senior Sister, quick, control Soft Cloud! It’s fallen asleep and is on autopilot!"
Jingyue: "..."
’Soft Cloud isn’t mine, and I can’t fly, so how am I supposed to control it?’
Jiang Zuo said from the side, "Shouldn’t you wake it up first?"
Jingyue: "..."
’I never should have brought Jiang Zuo along,’ she thought. ’The moment he shows up, Su Qi’s brain turns to mush, and then she tries to drag my IQ down with her.’
’A grave miscalculation.’
Then, Jingyue took out a sword and stabbed it right into Soft Cloud. "Soft Cloud, for our own safety, this is the only way to wake you! You’ll forgive us, right?"
BEEEEEP~~
Jiang Zuo heard a miserable shriek.
