Crack!
Before Ah Wei could get close, a bolt of lightning struck directly beside his feet. It scared him so badly that he jumped.
Feeling humiliated, Ah Wei grew angry out of embarrassment. He had come to teach the pretty boy getting close to his cousin a lesson, yet he had nearly been struck by lightning.
How could there be thunder on such a clear day?
Unable to figure it out, he was about to continue making trouble for Bai Ye when several more bolts of lightning flashed around him. He had never seen anything like this before. How could he dare keep provoking Bai Ye? He did not dare remain there any longer and ran dozens of meters away with a howl.
Otherwise, before he even found trouble with Bai Ye, he might get struck dead by lightning first.
"This guy is seriously weird."
Ah Wei rubbed his chin and glanced at Bai Ye. Could he really know magic?
"Fellow Daoist, you..."
Uncle Jiu hesitated. He could tell that Bai Ye had summoned the Heavenly Thunder just now.
So he could even use Heavenly Thunder?
Thinking back to how he had told Bai Ye that competing in Daoist arts might injure him, Uncle Jiu felt deeply embarrassed.
If they had truly competed back then, he would have been the one getting hurt, wouldn't he?
"I just wanted to spare you some trouble, Daoist Brother."
With people like Ah Wei, the more accommodating one was, the more they pushed their luck.
Though cultivators accrued karmic debt and damaged their merit by killing, Bai Ye was not like Uncle Jiu. A small punishment was no issue.
If the Heavenly Thunder had not scared Ah Wei off, he would have treated him to a full anesthesia package.
"Fine."
Uncle Jiu understood how