Chapter 209: 209 You think that's all we spirit mediums are capable of?

209 You think that's all we spirit mediums are capable of?

At the same time, this heavenly-earthly phenomenon also attracted tourists on Spring White Mountain to pull out their phones and film.

In winter, dark clouds covered the sky, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled; such abnormal weather would astonish anyone.

Meanwhile, the personnel of the office stationed below to guard Spring White Mountain had already rushed out of the office at the first clap of thunder.

Even over at the Five Immortals' Barrier, many little heads popped up, chattering, "Which fellow cultivator is undergoing tribulation? With such a huge commotion, aren't they afraid of the office's joint crackdown?"

Because, according to the heavenly-earthly order, no matter which path one follows, it is forbidden to undergo tribulation in front of people, and humans must not know of it; once seen, one will surely be struck by several more bolts of heavenly thunder.

Come on, nobody would be stupid enough to let the heavenly way strike them—that's heavenly lightning; getting struck even once would easily leave you charred outside and tender inside, right?

However, they were just watching the spectacle; they absolutely must not cross the barrier.

Because they lack a permit, the office will punish them for violating regulations!

On the other side, Wang Dongqing behind the tree also exclaimed in surprise upon seeing that golden light: "Is that luck and merit?"

Tushan Jiu nodded: "Those spirit mediums have been silent for decades; they must be secretly pawning things with people to collect these items to mask evil energy, trying to hide the truth!"

Having said that, she walked out, saying, "Since he's revealed his trump card, I ought to go meet them."

The grudges of several generations must be settled today.

As for her curse, her gaze fell upon Suk Mu'an, who was full of despair over there.

Suk Mu'an, 'as gentle as the spring breeze,' may he be safe and sound year after year.

His parents only wished for him to grow up healthy and safe......

Seeing he's playing the good guy role, let's lay the curse on him.

As soon as Tushan Jiu appeared, Suk Yuan noticed her.

Because she directly, without a word, unleashed the ghost-head blade, and her qi wildly swirled around her.

Suk Yuan and Suk Mu'an were somewhat surprised when they saw Tushan Jiu and her companions.

Suk Mu'an was surprised because he didn't know his grandfather had already finished the refinement, so he hadn't yet had a chance to 'warn' Tushan Jiu.

As for Suk Yuan's surprise, he hadn't expected Tushan Jiu to be so perceptive, and how did she know he was here? Isn't she unable to calculate their position?

Tushan Jiu didn't bother explaining; she simply raised her blade and pointed it at Suk Yuan, saying calmly, "Let's settle this between the Suk family and the Tushan family—end the generational grudge today."

Suk Yuan laughed: "Tushan family, I didn't expect you to be so bold—seeing my trump card, you still dare to step out like this. I have a question: how did you break free from karmic entanglement to calculate my position?"

Tushan Jiu tilted her head back, gesturing for him to look behind: "You have a request? I'll satisfy it—see, my good friends."

"Impossible, I've long concealed the life patterns of everyone in the Suk family; no one could possibly deduce any information about any Suk family member."

Tushan Jiu pressed her lips—she had misunderstood her good friends.

Actually, it wasn't that they lacked divinatory talent; the other side had altered their own life pattern.

But it's fine; at least their method is correct.

The few people behind stepped forward and stood behind Tushan Jiu.

Wang Dongqing held a peach-wood sword in one hand, the other hand in his pocket, raised an eyebrow, and said, "Want to learn about 'extremes reverse'?"

Suk Yuan stared for a moment, then showed contempt, not even regarding those few brats.

In his peripheral vision he saw the heavenly tribulation clouds had nearly gathered, so he opened the stopper of the jade bottle in his hand.

"Little Tushan brat, do you think I'm crazy for sending my son to play with fire like a moth? But you don't know—it's Heaven aiding our Suk family's rise. Guess what I have here?"

Tushan Jiu replied directly, "Dragon scale."

He asked, she answered, and Suk Yuan was dumbfounded.

"How do you know?"

Tushan Jiu pointed to her eyes, "Heaven also aids our Tushan family."

Suk Yuan choked.

Wang Dongqing held back his laughter.

"Boom—" the heavenly thunder rolled and surged, hearing it made one's heart tremble.

Suk Yuan laughed twice: "Tushan brat, even if you're the strongest of the Tushan family, today I will utterly sever your family's incense line here!"

Having said that, he swiftly hurled the dragon scale into the air, forming hand seals and chanting the incantation with rhythmic intonation.

As the dragon scale flew toward Suk Yunchen's head, the first bolt of heavenly thunder had already fallen.

Everyone glanced over there.

Behind Tushan Jiu, Maomao let out a laugh at that moment.

The few people found it unsurprising, realizing she had just caught onto the funny point of Tushan Jiu's taunt toward Suk Yuan.

"Crack!"

Not the sound of heavenly thunder being blocked, but the sound of the dragon scale shattering.

Suk Yuan widened his eyes, refusing to believe even if beaten to death—how could that heart-protecting scale shatter? Isn't a dragon's heart scale, after undergoing tribulation and transforming, supposed to be able to withstand heavenly thunder?

"How could this be? Impossible, this is impossible!" Suk Yuan shook his head and roared wildly.

"Crack"

Another new bolt of heavenly thunder fell, striking Suk Yunchen's body.

The golden light on his body dimmed a bit.

Suk Yuan saw that this wouldn't do—after all, passing the tribulation requires forty-nine bolts of heavenly thunder.

Without the dragon scale, the deity he crafted cannot withstand it.

Unless......

This time Suk Yuan truly went mad.

He shook the bell in his hand, ordering Suk Yunchen's lover Qixia nearby to kill Suk Mu'an, and then have Suk Yunchen devour the soul of close kin's flesh and blood to turn onto the slaughter path.

Upon hearing the bell, Qixia swiftly flashed to a spot not far from Suk Mu'an.

Su Mu'an had still been happy about the dragon scales losing their effect, thinking there was still room to salvage the situation, but in the next second his mother appeared before him, reaching out to kill him.

A flash of disbelief appeared in his eyes.

Su Mu'an instinctively raised his hand to block.

But a wave of intense pain struck, almost making him faint on the spot.

His arm was brutally snapped by his mother's icy metal hand, the bones splitting and tearing through the flesh, exposed.

Fresh blood spurted out instantly, a few drops splashing onto Qi Xia's relatively intact face.

Qi Xia's eyelashes twitched slightly, as if blown by the wind.

But it was this very attack that left her motionless.

Su Yuan grew anxious, he was about to shake the bell again.

But just as he was about to act, the bell in his hand was knocked away by Tushan Jiu's sword qi.

Su Yuan glared at Tushan Jiu fiercely, "Fine, you think that's all we spiritual mediums are capable of? Hah, don't forget, the curse on your body was placed by us; your life is in our hands, so I advise you not to act rashly!"

Upon hearing this, everyone frowned; even Xiang Yichu, who had been about to go rescue Su Mu'an, stayed still.

But the person involved, Tushan Jiu, let out a scoff at that moment.