That day.
The Tang Family remained closed to visitors.
After her daily cultivation, Tang Zhu would stand within the clan grounds and gaze toward the ancestral immortal mountain behind their territory.
Ever since the disturbances on the mountain had grown increasingly intense some days ago, her mother had sealed off the paths up the mountain even more tightly. Even Lady Tang herself no longer went up, as though afraid of disturbing something.
Tang Zhu had yet to reach Foundation Establishment and was still tempering her foundation.
Yet as a descendant of a Golden Core cultivator, she already understood quite a few of the hurdles of Foundation Establishment. Indeed, because she understood too much, her mother had once regretted whether this might create an obstacle of knowledge and perception for her Foundation Establishment.
Thus, from the activity on the mountain, Tang Zhu had deduced that the offering elder Hu had reached a critical juncture and might well have formally begun preparing to undergo tribulation. "A Foundation Establishment immortal undergoing tribulation... In other words, at such a young age, Fellow Daoist Hu can cultivate through one tribulation, matching the hundred years of effort of an ordinary Foundation Establishment immortal."
She thought this to herself, still filled with astonishment.
Though Fang Shu's rapid progress was inseparable from the spiritual vein of her family's ancestral mountain, the fact that he could absorb such spiritual energy without damaging his foundation still marked him as an exceptional talent.
Just as Tang Zhu was pondering this, a roar suddenly reached her ears!
She abruptly raised her head and instinctively looked toward the immortal mountain, thinking Fang Shu had emerged from seclusion.
But once she looked up, she realized the sound had not come from the immortal mountain at all, but from outside the Tang Family residence.
Buzzz!