Wielding the Thunders Across Two Worlds-Chapter 65: Was Your Physics Class Taught by a Biology Teacher?
When she saw the Jade Flute in the red-robed woman’s hand, a flush of anger crept up Zhuo Qingyan’s snow-white face.
"Yuan Wenrui!" Zhuo Qingyan said, gritting her teeth.
"That’s right. The very same man who was once your fiancé, dear Qingyan," the red-robed woman said with a nod and a smile.
"He is not my fiancé!" Zhuo Qingyan snapped. "He’s a vicious, ungrateful dog! Back then, Magistrate Yuan looked down on him. It was my father who took pity on him and took him in!
But he repaid kindness with hatred, framing my father for embezzling the treasury silver! He pinned the crime on my father, causing him to die with his name uncleared. I want to flay him alive and drink his blood!"
The red-robed woman waved her hand dismissively. "That’s all in the past. Now, Lord Yuan is the Changping Prefectural Magistrate, overseeing the affairs of the entire prefecture. Even His Majesty the King has to show him some respect.
If you were to marry him and fulfill the union that was meant to be thirty years ago, it would be a wonderful thing. Why, perhaps even I would have to curry favor with you then."
"In his dreams!" Zhuo Qingyan’s eyes reddened. "He knows I’ve become a Fierce Ghost with a hundred years of Dao Practice. How dare he still come after me?"
The red-robed woman’s smile was like a blooming flower as she reminded Zhuo Qingyan, "Don’t forget, my dear, there is still my King."
Zhuo Qingyan froze, the words sobering her up. She looked at the red-robed woman. "You’re one of Old Ghost Golden Wind’s two consorts?"
"You may call me Consort Yu," the red-robed woman chuckled.
Zhuo Qingyan stared coldly at the woman. Although she rarely left her residence, the Golden Wind Divine Sect had been proselytizing in Xiuyue County for nearly twenty years. She had certainly heard of the Golden Wind Divine King and his two Divine Consorts, Consort Yun and Consort Yu.
"And if I refuse to go? What can you do about it?" Zhuo Qingyan asked coldly.
"My dear, why must you make things difficult for me?" Consort Yu covered her mouth with her hand and giggled, her voice delicate, but the look she gave Zhuo Qingyan was glacial and merciless. "His Majesty the King has given his command. If you refuse, he has ordered me to bind you, force you to take an aphrodisiac, and deliver you to Lord Yuan’s bed."
Zhuo Qingyan raised a hand, and an endless chill instantly filled the residence. Droplets of water condensed from the air, filling the courtyard.
"As expected of a Fierce Ghost who died by drowning in a well. To have such a Water Control Ability." Consort Yu lifted her hand, and the water droplets surrounding her were swept away in an instant.
"I forgot to mention, my dear, I have this ability too." Consort Yu winked at Zhuo Qingyan. "You didn’t really think that Consort Yun and I, the ’Cloud’ and ’Rain’ Consorts, are only skilled in bedroom affairs, did you?"
"Of course, I’m very skilled in *that* department as well. I can teach you a thing or two when the time comes." Consort Yu walked toward Zhuo Qingyan step by step. "Come with me, my dear."
Zhuo Qingyan’s face flushed, but she still gritted her teeth and said, "In your dreams!"
As the words left her mouth, Zhuo Qingyan waved her hand, sending a torrent of water droplets surging toward Consort Yu. Each droplet radiated a bone-chilling cold, threatening to freeze a person solid.
But with a flash of movement, Consort Yu crossed several yards in an instant, broke through the watery curtain, and appeared before Zhuo Qingyan, reaching out to grab her.
Zhuo Qingyan flew backward, dodging Consort Yu’s grasp, but was caught off guard when three-inch Qi Blades suddenly extended from Consort Yu’s fingertips. They pierced her Protective Ghost Qi and slashed three gashes in her dress.
Zhuo Qingyan lashed out with a kick from under her skirt, stalling Consort Yu for a moment. She then spun backward, flicking her fingers repeatedly. A series of water droplets shot out like bullets, piercing the curtain of water and flying straight at Consort Yu.
This time, the Water Bombs, reinforced with Magical Power, were quite destructive. Consort Yu didn’t take them head-on. With a flick of her hand and a leap, she dodged the barrage, then paused for a second before charging at Zhuo Qingyan again.
The two clashed for a moment, their figures weaving together and apart.
Zhuo Qingyan tried her best to maintain distance, while Consort Yu constantly tried to close in.
Consort Yu’s Magical Power was inherently greater than Zhuo Qingyan’s. Moreover, Zhuo Qingyan seemed to be injured, her strength often failing her. Consort Yu pressed her advantage, forcing Zhuo Qingyan to retreat again and again until she was just a few steps from backing into the main hall.
But Zhuo Qingyan clearly didn’t want to damage anything in the hall. With a leap, she aimed for the roof.
A smile touched the corner of Consort Yu’s lips as she seemed to form a Dharma Seal with her hand.
The next moment, Zhuo Qingyan let out a muffled groan. Her body faltered mid-air, and she had to grab the eaves to stop herself from falling. She then flipped herself onto the roof, panting heavily.
"Dear Qingyan, our Lord King’s Dharma Seal is not so easily withstood. You know you’re no match for me, so why continue this desperate struggle?" Consort Yu said, looking up at Zhuo Qingyan.
Zhuo Qingyan’s face was cold and expressionless, but her resolute gaze spoke volumes about her decision.
"You don’t know what’s good for you!" Consort Yu snorted coldly and leaped up in pursuit.
But just as she launched herself upward, she heard the clear voice of a young man from behind the side of the hall, "Thunder and lightning pursue, with Heaven and Earth as the eye. Righteous Qi from all eight directions, flash and flicker as electric light."
A magnificent aura arose, followed by a flash of purple light and the roar of a Thunderbolt!
As Consort Yu circulated her Magical Power to protect herself, one of her earrings suddenly detached and flew out to meet the abrupt bolt of purple lightning.
BOOM!
The filigreed glass pendant instantly melted into a lump, and the Palm Thunder was simultaneously neutralized. However, Consort Yu’s ascent was interrupted, and she was forced to fall back to the ground.
The next moment, another ferocious and violent aura suddenly erupted. Raging fires, whipped by wild winds, sprang up around the front courtyard, advancing like a wall and pressing in on her and the sedan carriers and maids behind her.
The four sedan carriers and two maids were terrified. They all circulated their Magical Power and struck at the Wind and Fire, but it was like a clay ox sinking into the sea—it had no effect whatsoever.
Consort Yu was both shocked and furious. "Who goes there? How dare you attack the Golden Wind Divine Sect!"
Her only answer was another flash of purple lightning that appeared in an instant.
Consort Yu waved her hand, creating rain that instantly condensed into a Water Shield to meet the purple lightning. However, the bolt instantly penetrated the shield, shattering it and scattering its Magical Power.
Consort Yu’s pupils contracted. Her other earring detached automatically and flew up to meet the incoming Palm Thunder.
BOOM!
"Trying to block lightning with water? Did your biology teacher teach you physics?" a teasing voice sounded by her ear, and a net of fire descended upon her.
Consort Yu shrieked. Limitless water vapor instantly gathered, fusing with her Magical Power to form a mist that shielded her entire body.
TSSSSS—
As water and fire met, the Fire Shield Technique dissipated into a wisp of smoke.
Although a good portion of Consort Yu’s protective water mist was also vaporized, she ultimately avoided being caught in the net of fire. She flew backward and swept the area with her Divine Sense, finally getting a clear look at her enemies.
One was a person in a blue cloth robe and a red mask, who was currently whistling with pursed lips, blowing out the Wind and Fire that had already enveloped her sedan carriers and maids.
Another was a young man in a green robe, pointing at her with the index and middle fingers of his right hand held together, though a hint of embarrassment showed on his face.
Beside him stood a young woman holding a feather fan, a white fox perched on her shoulder. She was protectively shielding the young man, watching Consort Yu with cautious vigilance.
Then, Consort Yu heard the young man sigh. "Alright, fine. My biology teacher taught me physics, too."
