The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 144 The Art of Controlling Thunder
When Feng Tianjue realized this, he couldn't help but think highly of Feng Ling, convinced that Elder Ling Weiyun would be the ultimate victor in this conflict. But little did he expect...

Elder Liu Yidao is cheating! When he ran out of words at the end, he kept excitedly repeating, "No matter what you say, my disciple Xiang Qiubai is still more powerful than that bastard Feng Ling!"

The withered old man was speechless. He had many ways to deal with Elder Liu Yidao, that shameless old stubborn man.

But then Feng Ling realized something and thought to himself that he might have taken advantage of him. So, in the end, he chose to... admit defeat!
After achieving victory while drunk, Liu Yidao was naturally overjoyed. It was also from that drunken outburst that Feng Tianjue and Ling Weiyun's clone began to call Elder Liu Yidao "Old Stubborn Guy"!

"Alright, you old stubborn fool! I admit, your disciple is indeed quite good!" The withered old man turned his head and murmured as he looked at the increasingly dim sky in the distance.

All these thoughts, though seemingly lengthy, actually happened in the blink of an eye, so much so that neither of the two core disciples present noticed anything unusual about the other.

"Elder Ling, what are you thinking about?" Knowing that his mentor and the old man in front of him had a deep friendship, Xiang Qiubai dared not be negligent.

He immediately clasped his hands in a respectful gesture and invited, "It's getting late. If you don't mind, why don't you come to my cave and have a few cups of tea before you leave?"

"Second Senior Brother, don't make things worse!" As the woman in white glared at him with a chilling look, Xiang Qiubai immediately shut his mouth and involuntarily shivered.

Seeing the withered old man still lost in thought, Leng Ningshuang slowly stepped forward, frowned, and asked, "Elder Ling, you've come to Qiaojian Peak for something, haven't you?"

"That's right, I came here specifically to visit my nephew Wu Ye, and to bring some medicine to heal his internal injuries!" The withered old man nodded as he came to his senses.

"So that's how it is! That's exactly why I came here." Then, the woman in white looked enlightened and said helplessly, "My master instructed me to ask my second senior brother, Qiu Bai, to come along!"

Leng Ningshuang had just returned from reporting to Sect Master Yuqing and Liu Yidao, so she naturally knew the reason behind it, while Xiang Qiubai looked puzzled and somewhat confused.

"What are you talking about..." Just as Xiang Qiubai was about to ask, Ling Weiyun's clone coughed awkwardly. He had no choice but to suppress his questions for the time being and listen carefully to what the other party had to say.

"Good lad, he even knows how to respect the elderly and care for the young!" Ling Weiyun's clone looked at the white-robed man with great admiration, and his impression of Xiang Qiubai changed significantly.

Then, the withered old man turned his head, stretched, and sighed with great frustration: "It's a pity that I don't know his exact address!"
I had originally planned to ask anyone for directions after arriving at Qiaojian Peak. But after waiting for ages, I still hadn't seen a soul, until…

Meeting you all...!

The last sentence was deliberately paused, clearly indicating that the speaker had reorganized the language before adding it at the last minute.

"Cough cough...!" Upon hearing this, Leng Ning Shuang glanced expressionlessly at the white-robed man beside her.

Xiang Qiubai's lips twitched, and he clasped his hands in embarrassment, looking even more awkward than the withered old man, saying, "This disciple was rash, and apologizes to Elder Ling once again!"

"Forget it, forget it! It's all in the past...!" Seeing the other person's embarrassed expression, Ling Weiyun's clone waved his hand indifferently, feeling much better.

"It's all your fault!" Actually, what he held back was:
However, when I finally met someone, before I even had a chance to ask anything, the other person started shooting cold arrows at this old man without saying a word!

If it weren't for my high level of vigilance, you would probably be weeping and wailing around a pile of mangled flesh and corpses at Feng Ling's house right now, sitting and "drinking"!

"Junior Sister, Elder Ling, what exactly happened to Senior Brother Wu Ye?" Taking advantage of the break, Xiang Qiubai quickly asked. Then, the two of them briefly recounted the attack on the Ghost Locking Tower.

"Damn it, how dare these people be so audacious!" Xiang Qiubai clenched his fists in anger. Few people didn't know that he and Wu Ye were not only fierce rivals, but also the closest and most compatible friends.

"Hmm? I've been waiting for you for a long time, are you still not willing to show yourself?" Ling Weiyun's clone frowned, suddenly turned around and shouted, which startled the two people beside him and made them hurriedly retreat.

Then, Xiang Qiubai and Leng Ningshuang simultaneously drew their swords and cautiously explored the already dimly lit surroundings.

With a soft bang, the withered old man looked up and threw a purple lightning ball more than half a meter wide at the old trees that pierced through the rock wall in mid-air.

"This is too outrageous!" This scene caused a hint of surprise to appear in Leng Ning Shuang's eyes, while Xiang Qiu Bai's eyes trembled wildly, and he screamed in his wildly beating heart, "Does it have to be... this is so shocking!"

Clearly, Ling Weiyun's clone held back when he fought Xiang Qiubai.

"As expected... it's true what they say." The two women in white frowned and muttered to themselves. This attack made them even more wary of the withered old man who remained calm and composed even after delivering his blow. "Old ginger is still spicier!"

"Zzzzz~...!" The purple lightning ball arrived with incredible speed, briefly illuminating the darkness along its path.

"Ahhh, what do we do, what do we do!?" A dark figure hiding in the bushes panicked as the terrifying, violent ball of energy was about to arrive.

Judging from the destructive aura contained within the lightning sphere, anyone with insufficient cultivation level who comes into contact with it, even with just a trace, will absolutely be reduced to ashes.

"Sigh, whatever! At worst, I'll just reveal one of my trump cards..." The shadowy figure sighed helplessly. Although it was very faint, the cultivation level of the people standing on the platform below was enough to hear it.

At that moment, Leng Ningshuang and Xiang Qiubai moved simultaneously, wielding their swords and leaping through the air several times, approaching the old trees where the lightning ball was about to arrive from two different directions, in order to prevent the opponent from escaping after breaking through the lock of aura.

"Tear, tear..." As the lightning ball approached within three meters, the outline of the dark figure's face became roughly visible, while a strange tearing sound emanated from behind it...

"Lightning Net!" Just as the shadowy figure was filled with anxiety and thought he couldn't escape this calamity, something unexpected happened to everyone except the withered old man.

Suddenly, the lightning ball, which had been approaching with great force, stopped abruptly and hovered near the man's forehead for a second. Then, the lightning ball decomposed and transformed into thousands of highly binding electric currents.

Amidst the myriad troubles and disturbances of the world, may the sages bring you, the readers, a pure land for your souls.

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