Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 1309 Thunder Girl
A clear, cold voice drifted down, yet it caused the lightning at the bottom of the lake to surge and shatter the calm on the lake's surface. In the fragmented reflection, one could vaguely see a slender, fair hand gently pressing on the jet-black imperial edict pill.

The radiant light made her hands appear even more radiant. At this moment, the world was silent, and Chi Guang stopped making a move, tacitly allowing the owner of the slender hands to pick up the magical treasure, letting this rare treasure float in the ever-surging primordial magnetic power.

"Boom!"

Bright thunder roared through the heavens and earth, passing through the endless stream of water from the sky and crashing down, instantly illuminating the pitch-black riverbed!

The colors illuminated the faces of those with supernatural powers, some startled, some horrified. Chi Guang's cold pupils stared at her from afar, yet he remained silent, letting the lightning illuminate his face and engulf the entire landscape in light.

Centered on the ruins of the main hall, this streak of purple lightning rapidly rippled outwards, reflecting the figures of various supernatural powers in the smooth, mirror-like light. One could vaguely see the surging lightning at the bottom of the Thunder Lake, radiating a powerful aura.

All supernatural powers ceased simultaneously, and they lost all vision of the scene, cautiously taking a step back under the endless thunder.

Fortunately, the light vanished in an instant.

Chunshuo suddenly raised his eyebrows, his heart jolting.

Above the Thunder Pool floats a huge, bright thunder disc engraved with purple jade patterns. Driven by the power of the Yuan Magnetic Force, the constantly surging river water rapidly recedes, creating a huge, bright hollow world on the seabed!

The water wall in the sky was filled with dense purple lightning, like thousands of dragons looking down. The woman was extremely beautiful, with light purple eyes. She was wearing a purple and white feathered lightning robe and silver-patterned boots that gleamed coldly. She was like an elegant black bird, hovering in the center of the lightning plate. The long spear in her hand was pointed diagonally, and countless lightning bolts gathered at the tip of the spear!

'she is…'

Numerous gazes, some filled with doubt, others with astonishment, all turned toward him. The golden-robed master, however, was no less shocked than they were. He stood there incredulously for a moment atop the thunder pool:
'How could it be her...? Not Dongfang Heyun, but her... The Dragon Lord's acquisition of thunder has actually reached this point!'

Chun Shuo, hailing from Qinggetian, was therefore more knowledgeable about these things. His eyes were filled with shock, and his lips moved as he murmured:
“Li Qinghong…”

"Boom!"

The light of thunder illuminated Li Quewan's face and the burning light in her eyes. She looked excitedly at the figure in the sky, the small white hairpin tucked into her black hair, and the fair profile turned towards her.

It was Li Qinghong.

Li Quewan was momentarily dazed. Time seemed to flow away like water, and she felt as if she were still standing in that small courtyard, with thunder still rumbling in the sky and earth. The woman in front of her held her small hand, protecting her as she had today.

The heavy, leaden river waters had receded, and the spiritual senses of the various supernatural beings, no longer suppressed, gradually spread. Chun Shuo's voice was faint, yet it quickly echoed throughout the heavens and earth. The next instant, a cold and majestic voice resounded in the sky:

"Li Qinghong?!"

Chi Guang's voice was cold, and his expression was cautious. This Grand Master naturally recognized who the person in front of him was, and instantly understood the connection between this Lei Xiu and the Li family.

If it were Dongfang Heyun, as a manifestation of the power of that Dragon Lord, Chi Guang would have turned and left without hesitation the moment the clouds appeared. But instead, it was this bolt of lightning. Chi Guang had come into contact with many Golden Core disciples and knew more information, so he had weighed the options in his heart.

'The Dragon Lord swallowed thunder, and Li Qinghong benefited from it, gaining supernatural powers. However, the connection she made with the Xuan... was different from that of Dongfang Heyun; it was only through a small part of the Dragon Lord's achievements... Moreover, she still needed to delve deeper into the grotto-heaven...'

The aura emanating from the opponent was indeed terrifying, and Lei Xiu had always possessed boundless power. However, Chi Guang understood that neither she nor Dongfang Heyun possessed supernatural abilities! Dongfang Heyun's power and methods were too high, but Li Qinghong might not be. Chi Guang's lineage was special, and he was not incapable of fighting her!
'It's dangerous, and unnecessary.'

Dragons are known for their vengeful nature. Li Qinghong is now one of their people, and fighting her is already risky. If they win, they will be slapping the Dragons in the face; if they lose, they will risk their lives and miss out on an opportunity. So why bother?

Without a trace of embarrassment or hesitation, amidst the vast thunderous world and the expectant gazes of numerous supernatural beings, he suddenly waved his sleeve, and his entire body exploded into drifting clouds of mist.

He actually turned around and left!

But before his figure could dissipate, dense heavenly lightning crashed down, smashing him out of the rolling clouds. Chi Guang had no choice but to wave his hand to wipe away the destructive lightning. His pupils were already reflecting a purple light. The only response he received was the Xuan Spear that came from the sky, carrying endless lightning!
Thunder roared and the river surged!
'They really made their move!'

Chunshuo's expression changed slightly, and he transformed into golden light that scattered. Water flowed across the sky, and the released light rushed wildly. Many supernatural powers retreated at the same time!
Only Chi Guang remained suspended in mid-air, his hands forming a mudra, watching the massive lightning bolt that blotted out the sky. A hint of fear flashed in his eyes as he coldly stared at her:
"I wonder how much skill you've acquired."

'【The Spiritual Village Stele Recitation Method】!'

The stone tablet behind him rose infinitely, as if it would pierce through the thunderous heavens and earth. He raised two fingers again, holding the spear between them. All the lightning was transferred to the towering stone tablet behind him, unable to harm him in the slightest. Only his eyes were filled with endless purple reflections.

In the gaps between the purple lightning waterfalls, he finally saw the woman's eyes.

Surprisingly, despite wielding such terrifying lightning, her almond-shaped eyes remained calm and gentle, her gaze firm and powerful. Only because her junior had been injured did she show a hint of anger, causing her willow-leaf eyebrows to furrow slightly.

Chi Guang stared at this moment, and it seemed as if an overwhelming force was coming between the two of them. His expression changed suddenly, and the stone tablet behind him made a loud thud. The black spear passed through his two fingers without reason or logic and went straight for his chest!

'not good! '

His expression suddenly changed, only to find that the terrifying lightning disc had already occupied the entire world, stripping away all the clouds around him. In the last moment before he activated his divine power, the Xuan spear had already pierced his chest!

"Floating Cloud Body!"
In the instant that a powerful bolt of lightning roared forth, Chi Guang's figure vanished into the sky, but the woman merely took a step forward, hovering above the lightning pool, traversing the heavens and earth, as countless bolts of lightning struck down simultaneously:
"Boom!"

In the blink of an eye, Chi Guang had already moved several miles away. His figure was smashed down by the boundless lightning. He suddenly turned around, and Yu Zhu leaped up and struck the Xuan Spear.

But the spear only spun once before the slender hand thrust forward again, already upon her!
A fist-sized hole had appeared in his chest, with flickering lightning. This immortal genius from Linxiang Pavilion didn't seem to feel much discomfort. He frowned slightly, finally made up his mind, and started using his divine power again.

"Qi Lin Yu".

This supernatural power flickered, as if thousands of white wisps of energy came from all directions, falling down like white ribbons. The voice of preaching and teaching was vast and boundless. This person was even immune to thunder, and rode the wind freely for hundreds of miles!
But Zidian could run faster than him!
Everything beneath his feet had already turned into a pool of lightning. The figure, like a black bird, stood in the distance. She planted her black spear on the ground, and gently raised her fair hand to grasp the small white hairpin in her black, coiled hair.

This seemingly insignificant white hairpin appears to weigh a ton. As it is removed, the woman's black hair cascades down like a waterfall, adding a touch of free and unrestrained beauty.

Chi Guang's pupils finally showed a hint of shock. He sensed a long-lost danger—this lightning strike would surely damage his very foundation!
Whether it was the wound that pierced his chest or the lightning that struck him, 'Pure Qi' was impervious to all methods and had a strong ability to resist all kinds of Daoist traditions. But this lightning was different. Being injured like this in the cave meant that almost all the great opportunities that followed would be irrelevant to him!

Losing face and begging for mercy are insignificant as fleeting clouds, but cutting off his chance would inevitably harm his fundamental interests. Chi Guang frowned, the light in his hand shimmering, revealing a point of dark, yin-like luster. His voice, without hesitation, became a single line:
"I had no intention of harming you, and I even let the noble immortal leave. However, I was angered by a single word, so why is Ling Lei pressing me so relentlessly? If you are willing to grant me the opportunity to enter my grotto-heaven, I will surely repay you!"

"Boom."

He was met with countless purple lights rising up, and all the lightning condensed into a huge shadow that held him in its palm. The lightning on the white hairpin illuminated his face. Standing on the top of the shadow, Li Qinghong was like a celestial maiden favored by the thunder of heaven and earth, her eyes overflowing with purple light, and she slightly parted her red lips.

"Edict."

"Boom!"

……

Lightning flashed across the sky, and intense light filled the heavens and earth for a moment. Rain poured down, and the palace was completely silent. The brother and sister remained standing there, speechless.

Li Jiangqian stared at the towering, thunderous figure in the distance with a strange expression, somewhat dumbfounded. After a long while, he murmured:
"Too…"

Since Dongfang Heyun was able to infiltrate using a spy, Li Qinghong can too!
Li Quewan's face flushed slightly as she gazed at the distant colors, seemingly with a wealth of words to say, yet unable to utter a single syllable. Only when she saw the distant thunder slowly dissipate did she nervously speak:
"This...the battle is over..."

She turned her head anxiously, looked around, and said:
"Senior Wushao...Senior Wushao!"

"Ouch!"

The sound came from a great distance. The man in black was running through the ruins, hurriedly stuffing all sorts of treasures that had rolled to the ground into his arms. He didn't care about foundation-building or Qi-cultivation items, or ancient artifacts. He kept picking them up, seemingly filling his storage bag to the brim, and then using his supernatural powers to hold them in his arms.

Li Wushao was still in the Foundation Establishment stage. What treasure in this cave would not be snatched up if he took it out? His heart was already burning with desire. Taking advantage of the fact that all the supernatural beings had left, he really picked up a huge amount of treasures!

Hearing the woman's call, Li Wushao quickly gathered his things and rushed to the two of them, saying:
"Oh dear, is Gao Xiu coming back? Which way should we run? Or... should I go back to Chidan first?"

Greedy as he was, this old demon still knew his own strength. Li Quewan was taken aback and said:
"Why are you running! Don't be rude in front of the adults..."

'So it was one of our own!'

Before she could finish speaking, a bright purple light appeared from afar before the main hall. A powerful, oppressive force of lightning descended instantly, and numerous artifacts, manipulated by the magnetic force, trembled and floated in the air. The old demon, without even glancing at them, immediately knelt down familiarly and cried out:

"Meet the adults!"

But then a clear voice laughed:

"Li Wushao, Li Wushao! Still the same old Li Wushao."

Li Wushao froze, then abruptly looked up and met that face with almond-shaped eyes and willow-leaf eyebrows. The old monster stood up in a daze, scattering his belongings all over the ground with a clatter, and hurriedly took two steps back, his voice choked with emotion:
"Yes…"

"Yes... Lord Qinghong!"

Although this old snake is foul-mouthed and greedy, he is extremely nostalgic. After spending so many years with humans, his personality has become even more pronounced. All his old friends from back then have passed away, which always makes him extremely sad. Whenever he has free time in recent years, he often feels melancholy. When he sees their descendants, he will even take special care of them.

Now that Li Qinghong had suddenly appeared before him, it was as if all these people and things had come to life, bringing tears to his eyes. He said:

"They...they all say you perished in the East China Sea!"

Li Qinghong's voice was slightly hoarse, but she still smiled and said:
"They are all powerful beings, fighting so fiercely, yet you couldn't even see it clearly. I've wasted my breath fighting."

Upon seeing her, Li Wushao was suddenly reminded of the banter they had shared during their first meeting; Li Yuanjiao's laughter seemed to still echo in his ears. The old demon wept:

"This little demon dares not look... I wish I could bury my head in my chest!"

"My master was always cautious in everything he did, and I've learned a little from him. I never look at the faces of these highly skilled people. Yes... the voice is somewhat similar, but this little demon dares not recognize it..."

He burst into tears, but Li Qinghong only patted his shoulder gently. Her purple and white feathered robes fluttered in the river, and the beautiful woman stood gracefully with her spear in hand.

She has a dashing air about her and clear eyes, like a ray of light piercing through the deep river, making it impossible to look away.

Li Quewan's eyes immediately welled up with tears.

Among the many elders of the Li family, Li Xuanxuan was caring in every way, Li Ximing was kind and bright, and Li Zhouwei was both kind and strict. But the one Li Quewan could never forget was the woman in front of him!

Back then, it was Li Qinghong who picked her up and carried her from the riverbank all the way to the island in the lake, leading her into the magnificent hall. Li Qinghong was her first impression of a high-ranking cultivator when she was young, but he disappeared after a short period of cultivation...

She was outwardly gentle but inwardly strong, never willing to show weakness, yet at this moment she couldn't help but sob. She hurried forward, then stopped hesitantly in front of the woman, suddenly becoming as apprehensive as a child, and sobbed:

"grown ups!"

Li Jiangqian stood quietly behind her, looking past his sister's back at Li Qinghong with a complex expression. The woman in front of him turned her head and glanced at him, a smile slowly appearing in her eyes:

"They all possess supernatural powers."

Upon hearing this, Li Quewan's tears flowed even more uncontrollably. The fairy-like woman before her had a hazy purple hue in her eyes, also tinged with sadness. She raised her hand, wiped her cheek, and whispered:

"Wan'er... has grown into such a beautiful young woman."