Unexpected Tribulation and a Master’s Dilemma

Rustle~ A figure soared more than ten miles outside Yuelong County, treading on leaves. Upon noticing dense black clouds shrouding the county town and lightning flashing above, the figure paused, toes gently touching the very tip of a treetop.

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‘Strange, the weather today doesn’t suggest rain at all… Why would a mass of black clouds suddenly gather above the county town?’ Qin Zhaoyu murmured to herself, a suspicion rising in her mind.

‘Could someone be undergoing tribulation?’

Boom!

Suddenly, a muffled roar of thunder exploded, as two bolts of lightning, one azure and one white, streaked down, vanishing into silence in an instant.

‘Lightning of unusual colors—someone must be undergoing tribulation.’ And for some reason, she found this kind of lightning tribulation strangely familiar, as if she had witnessed it before.

‘Regardless, I should investigate first.’

Qin Zhaoyu’s figure flickered, and in a single instant, she soared ten miles away on her sword. If a demonic cultivator truly orchestrated such a grand tribulation, their cultivation would certainly not be inferior to her own.

Should they succeed in overcoming it, it would undoubtedly spell disaster for the mortal realm.

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A long breath escaped him. Zhuang Xun, utilizing the power of array formations, hovered above Yuelong County, taking a moment to regulate his breathing. He exhaled a cloud of turbid air, the sharp glint in his eyes remaining undimmed.

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‘The time is almost right.’ His divine sense swept across the area beneath him and for dozens of miles around Yuelong County, tallying the number of poisoned individuals.

Suddenly, Zhuang Xun’s brow furrowed slightly, as if he had detected a rapidly approaching, concealed figure.

‘This girl, why is she coming to a place like this at such a time?’ ‘According to the timeline, she should be recuperating within the camp. She shouldn’t be in Yuelong County right now.’

Zhuang Xun had arrived precisely by calculating the plot’s progression. Based on the novel’s timeline, Qin Zhaoyu wasn’t supposed to appear for another month.

‘Yet here she is, showing up exactly when I’m dealing with this incident.’ ‘And I’m currently in such a conspicuous location.’

‘Damn it!’ ‘The persona of a reclusive master, which I worked so hard to cultivate, cannot be ruined just like this!’

With a shift of thought, Zhuang Xun’s figure dissipated. He used spatial displacement to return to his original spot.