Her husband had gone into seclusion again?
Si Hong Qingyan furrowed her delicate brows, but quickly understood.
She had used [Time Turn] on her husband repeatedly over the past few days. He must have realized he'd misunderstood her, and now he was too embarrassed to see her for a while!
But that was all right!
As Sacred Sect Master, she, Si Hong Qingyan, wasn't so petty!
So Si Hong Qingyan said calmly, "Understood."
"Since my husband is in seclusion and it wouldn't be appropriate to disturb him, it would be troublesome if his disciples encountered cultivation problems with no one to guide them."
"How about this? My husband's disciples are my disciples too."
"I still have quite a few battle recordings from the campaigns against Pei Ling. Send all those jade slips to Su Lijing's disciple, Su Zuiqi, and have her study them carefully... She mustn't slack off... lest she tarnish my husband's name..."
The voice from the Sound Transmission Talisman promptly replied, "This servant will obey the Sect Master's command!"
Time passed slowly. In the blink of an eye, another ten days went by.
Qingyao Mountain.
Dark Clouds blanketed the sky, as if doomsday had arrived.
Gale winds howled, snapping plants, hurling sand and stones, and sending streams flowing backward.
Rolling thunderbolts plunged down from the heavens, like the surging Milky Way, endless and without limit. Violet-blue lightning flashed across the sky, carrying an imposing majesty that illuminated this world.
Mighty heavenly might descended with crushing grandeur, making every living thing in this world tremble with fear, their hearts pounding like thunder.
Pei Ling stood in midair, his black robe snapping in the wind.
Every lightning bolt struck his body, then immediately turned into countless tiny electric snakes that darted across him before seeping into his flesh at