The living room had returned to normal.
The floor was clean, the sofa tidy, and the tea brewed that morning still sat on the coffee table.
Not a trace remained.
It was as though the scene just now had never happened.
Yang Wanqing stared at the spot where Chen Hao had vanished for several seconds, then whipped around toward Chen Siyao.
"Yaoyao! When Master said there would be a commotion, did he mean a tribulation? Heavenly Tribulation? The kind where lightning comes down from the sky?"
Chen Siyao rolled her eyes at her.
"You only just figured that out?"
"I was too busy being shocked about the three to five years! I hadn't had time to process the rest!"
Chen Siyao picked up her cold porridge and slowly took a sip. "My brother told me. In the Nirvana Stage and the Dao Tribulation Realm, every level you break through requires a Heavenly Tribulation. You only succeed if you survive it."
Yang Wanqing shuddered.
"So am I going to get struck by lightning someday too?"
Chen Siyao looked at her.
"Worry about that when you reach that realm. At your current cultivation speed, it'll take at least a few thousand years."
"A few thousand years still means it'll happen sooner or later!" Yang Wanqing wrapped her arms around herself. "Heavenly lightning... just thinking about it is scary. What if it hits my butt?"
Chen Siyao set down her bowl.
"Don't worry."
"Huh?"
"It'll definitely split your butt wide open."
"Chen Siyao!"
Yang Wanqing grabbed the tissue box off the table and threw it at her. Chen Siyao tilted her head out of the way, the corners of her mouth curling upward.
They chased each other around the living room twice.
Their laughter echoed through the empty house.
Once she was too