When my vicious stepmother mistakenly married me to the Immortal Lord

"No, that's not necessary. I've already made an appointment to meet someone here, and someone will come to pick me up soon." Jiang Song thought quickly and found an excuse to refuse.

Mu Yunlan's smile remained unchanged, but a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes. "Oh? Really? Then I've been worrying too much. Since Madam Xie has someone to accompany her, I'm relieved."

He slightly turned sideways and made a gesture of invitation, "Then I, Mu, will not disturb Madam Xie. Please."

Jiang Song breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you, Second Young Master Mu, for your understanding."

After saying that, she said no more and walked quickly towards the street market in the east.

Mu Yunlan stood there, watching her disappear in the dim lights of the night market, the smile on his lips gradually faded.

The pain in his chest came again. Mu Yunlan frowned, put his hand on his chest, and staggered back to the alley.

Yun Miao, ah Yun Miao, this palm strike of yours is truly unforgettable to me.

Mu Yunlan leaned against the cold wall, breathing heavily, his face as pale as paper.

He closed his eyes and tried to regulate his breathing, trying to suppress the surging energy and blood in his body.

Every breath was accompanied by a sharp pain, reminding him that Yun Miao's beloved disciple was Feng Xingyun, and he could no longer ignore this fact.

Feng Xingyun has become a thorn in his heart, and only by completely removing it can he feel at peace.

Mu Yunlan slowly opened his eyes, with a look of determination in his eyes.

*

Jiang Song escaped into the Immortal Palace, and Yun Miao lay on a bamboo couch in the pavilion, closing his eyes to rest.

The moonlight shines through the white gauze curtain and falls on his elegant and refined face. His white clothes are like snow and his black hair is like ink.

Hearing Jiang Song's footsteps, Yun Miao's eyebrows twitched slightly, but she didn't open her eyes. "Why are you so late today? Did you go to accompany your husband?"

Jiang Song walked over to Yun Miao, knelt on the cushion beside the bamboo couch, and smiled helplessly, "My husband doesn't need me to accompany him tonight."

"Oh?" Yun Miao opened his eyes and turned his head to look at Jiang Song, with a half-smile, "Could it be that Master Xie has another beautiful woman tonight, so Ah Song is left out?"

Jiang Song glared at him and said in feigned anger, "Senior, my husband is not that kind of person. Please don't talk nonsense."

Yun Miao chuckled softly and stopped teasing her. "Okay, let's get back to business. How are you doing with the jade slip I gave you yesterday?"

"Controlling thunder requires the unity of man and nature, and the mind moves at will. Ah Song is dull. Although I repeatedly studied the jade slips given by the senior last night, I still find it difficult to comprehend the essence of it." Jiang Song answered sincerely, with a trace of distress on his face.

Yun Miao nodded gently. "The art of controlling thunder is no small feat, and it takes time to master it. It's truly remarkable that you've reached this level of understanding in your infancy. Thunder represents the righteous energy of heaven and earth, and those who control it must maintain a righteous mindset to harness its power."

As he spoke, Yun Miao sat up, his sleeves fluttering. "Tonight, I will personally teach you and help you get started."

The two walked out of the cave and came to an empty mountain top.

Yun Miao raised his hand, and a faint flash of lightning flashed in the night sky, and instantly fell into his palm.

The lightning in his hands was like a well-behaved child, moving freely without making any sound.

"Watch this." Yun Miao formed seals with his hands, and the lightning seemed to respond to his call. Suddenly, the light shone brightly and turned into a tiny thunder dragon, circling and dancing between his fingers, but it was always firmly under his control without any dissipation.

Jiang Song watched intently, afraid of missing any details.

"To control thunder, you must first calm your mind, then concentrate, and merge yourself with nature. Whatever you think in your mind is the direction of the thunder." Yun Miao explained the key to controlling thunder while demonstrating.

As he spoke, Yun Miao loosened his hands, and the Thunder Dragon turned into points of light and merged back into the night sky.

He turned around and looked at Jiang Song. "Now, try to close your eyes and feel everything around you, especially those subtle electric currents. They are everywhere."

Jiang Song did as he was told and slowly closed his eyes. The whisper of the night wind was in his ears and the fresh scent of grass and trees in the mountains filled his nose.

Gradually, she actually caught a glimpse of an unusual flow, an electric current in the air so subtle that it was almost imperceptible. It flowed quietly in the night like a tiny stream.

"Do you feel it?" Yun Miao's clear voice sounded in his ears.

Jiang Song slowly opened his eyes, his eyes flashing with surprise, "Senior, I...I seem to really feel it!"

Yun Miao smiled, "Very good, you can now successfully sense the lightning essence. Next, you will try to control these subtle lightning essences."

Jiang Song closed his eyes and concentrated, silently reciting the key points taught by Yun Miao in his mind, allowing his consciousness to merge with the surrounding environment.

She imagined herself as part of this vast universe, with every inch of her skin connected to the wind, the electricity, and the stars in the night sky.

As time went by, Jiang Song gradually felt that his control over those subtle thunder elements was increasing.

At first, those thunder elements were like naughty children, unwilling to follow her command, sometimes gathering together, sometimes dispersing, and difficult to predict.

But as she continued to try and adjust, they began to become obedient, as if pulled by invisible strings, moving according to her will.

"A Song, try to gather them together."

"The sky cracks, clouds surge and thunder roars. I use my mind to summon lightning and gather spirits. Beneath the nine heavens, lightning flashes and converges in one place..."

Jiang Song muttered something, slowly raised his hands, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

The tiny lightning elements in the air were attracted and began to slowly gather towards her fingertips. The light gradually grew stronger and formed a small beam of lightning.

Although this beam of lightning was far inferior to the thunder dragon that Yun Miao had previously displayed, it was particularly dazzling in the night.

"Senior, look! I did it!" Jiang Song shouted excitedly, his face filled with irrepressible joy.

This lightning was not released through the lightning power accumulated in the body, but directly mobilized the external lightning energy, realizing the preliminary art of controlling lightning.

"A Song, focus!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Before Yun Miao could finish his words, thunder suddenly roared in the sky. Dark clouds quickly gathered, blocking out the originally bright moonlight, and the entire mountain top was shrouded in darkness.

Jiang Song was startled by this sudden change. The lightning in his hand trembled slightly and almost dissipated out of control.

"boom!"

The lightning in Jiang Song's hand suddenly exploded, turning into countless tiny electric sparks that flew everywhere.

She swayed and almost fell, and her face turned pale.

Yun Miao was quick-witted and quick-handed. He pulled her into his arms, steadying her body while releasing a gentle force to extinguish the flying sparks one by one.

"Don't be afraid. This is a natural reaction between heaven and earth. It's your first time controlling lightning, and your mind isn't strong enough to fully control this kind of power. This is normal."

Jiang Song leaned on Yun Miao's chest and smelled the cool medicinal fragrance on him. He always felt that the scent was extremely familiar, as if he had smelled it somewhere before, but he could not remember where.

She calmed down a little, and listening to Yun Miao's steady and strong heartbeat, she gradually regained some sense of security.