He just didn't know which kind Pei Ling was. Or was he both?
Qiao Ranran pressed a hand to her forehead. Watching Pei Ling, she had to suspect that he was using the Tribulation Lightning from his breakthrough to purify Guai Guai's Bloodline. He was putting the Heavenly Dao to use for all it was worth. The seventh wave of Tribulation Lightning brewed for ages without falling, while the tribulation clouds grew ever more oppressive, as if to say: I'm angry.
Pei Ling stood in the great crater the lightning had blasted open, with Guai Guai sprawled dazed and senseless by his feet. He raised his eyes, and across the vast distance, his gaze landed unerringly on Qiao Ranran.
When he saw the helpless look on her face, he couldn't help smiling.
After ten years apart, the young woman had grown even more alluring. Her slender waist looked small enough to fit within one hand. At that moment, Pei Ling wanted nothing more than to pull her into his arms.
The thought had barely crossed his mind when Qiao Ranran's vision blurred. She was already in Pei Ling's embrace.
Qiao Ranran: *???*
Wait. Guai Guai was out of commission. Pei Ling wasn't going to throw me out as an offering to the heavens, was he? I'm only at the Golden Core Stage. If Deity Transformation Stage Tribulation Lightning strikes me, will there even be ashes left? Or has Pei Ling realized he can't withstand it and decided to drag me down with him?
For a moment, her thoughts were a tangled mess.
Unable to judge what was happening or what Pei Ling intended, Qiao Ranran instinctively chose to trust him. She buried herself so firmly against his chest that no one could have pried her loose. Her body language said