Chapter 212: Struck by Thunder and Lightning

"What do you mean 'moved it here'?" Qin He asked, confused.

Just now, someone seemed to say something about moving something over; Qin He hadn't paid attention.

The Young Master of the Marquis of Prince Anyuan looked here, then there, stroking his chin in thought. It sounded like they were talking about different things. Although the Second Young Master Su was arrogant, he was not unreasonable, yet now he was truly provoked.

"You don't even know what happened, yet you have the nerve to claim this rain was summoned by you." Qin Lang chuckled. The people of the Hou Fu understood, the people of the Guogong Fu understood, yet Qin He knew nothing, and yet she had the audacity to come and steal credit.

Who could believe it? They had argued for so long, only to find they were talking about different things.

Qin He was puzzled, thought for a moment, then couldn't help but say: "Qin Lang, I know you are protecting Qin Bi, but everyone knows it was not easy for me to summon this rain. I even vomited blood and fell into a coma because of it. Stealing someone else's credit will bring down thunder and lightning."

The youth's expression turned cold. Qin Lang said: "Damn it..."

"Qin Lang!" Qin Tan shouted to stop him.

It was inappropriate for the Hou Fu people to quarrel in front of other cultivation families.

Qin Lang activated the teleportation array and immediately left the farmland.

"Qin Lang!" Qin Yan couldn't stop him.

Qin Lang was gone. Qin He shrugged indifferently, then turned to Marquis Qin Yan, about to mention that she had summoned the heavy rain and should immediately report it to the Emperor to receive a reward.

The Second Young Master Su, however, was furious. He was in the right and didn't hold back when cursing: "Heh, you summoned this rain? You are truly shameless. After all this, you still haven't figured out what happened. Let me tell you, this rain was moved here from elsewhere, not directly summoned. You wretched thing from the Xue family, tell me, who exactly is the one stealing credit and deserving of thunder and lightning?"

The Young Master of the Qin family gave Qin He a cold glance, while the Su family members looked at the people of the Xue Wang Fu with full mockery.

The Young Master of the Marquis of Prince Anyuan was shocked and leaned closer to the Young Master Su: "Moved it here?"

The Young Master Su, determined to teach Qin He a lesson, nodded: "We moved the cloud cluster over, and it happened to rain just then. The farmland of the Marquis Qin Yan's Fu never summoned anything, so there is no such thing as 'summoning'."

The Young Master of the Marquis of Prince Anyuan processed this, then laughed heartily, pointing at Qin He: "No wonder the Second Young Master Su was cursing. You shameless thing, so it was you who stole credit and deserved thunder and lightning."

In the cultivation world, there are heavenly tribulations; generally, no one viciously says "struck by thunder and lightning." But since Qin He said it, she shouldn't blame others for using vicious words. Qin He hated those who stole credit; did others not hate it too?

Damn it, the Second Young Master Su was so angry he was grinding his teeth.

Moving the dark cloud cluster just now consumed a lot of spiritual power. The Young Master Su even produced several bottles of elixirs for his brothers. Even now, the younger Su family members were still feeling dull and uncomfortable. Qin He was utterly ungracious, coming straight to steal credit.

Qin He's eating manner was truly ugly; the bond of kinship was completely severed.

"A concubine-born child..." The Young Master Su's eyes were sharp as he scanned Qin He: "Unpresentable."

Qin He's heart skipped a beat, and she felt a pang of panic: "I don't know what you are talking about. Who stole credit? Everyone knows I summoned rain for the Hou Fu a few days ago. It didn't fall then, but it fell today. No one can erase my credit."

The Young Master Su and others gave cold looks, too lazy to waste words. Talking more would only give Qin He face.

Fortunately, it was the Su family members who moved this rain cluster over. If, as previously agreed, the people of the Marquis Qin Yan's Fu had summoned the rain to make it fall, they would have demanded no small price.

It was no wonder the Young Master Su thought this way; looking at Qin He, one could imagine the character of the concubine-born children of the Marquis Qin Yan's Fu.

Bad intentions, if serious enough, could affect the marriage prospects of the sisters.

Qin He was on the verge of tears. Her credit was about to be stolen. Why did no one stand on her side? It was clearly the rain she had summoned by exhausting her spiritual power, yet they were trying to fool her into thinking it was moved over.

"Eldest Uncle." Qin He sought Marquis Qin Yan's support, tears welling in her eyes: "I have never heard of moving rain. I worked hard to summon it for the Hou Fu. The Hou Fu cannot break my heart. I will not allow anyone to steal my credit."

Unrepentant, having no sense at all. Marquis Qin Yan's face turned cold: "So according to you, I and your Third and Fourth Uncles also stole your credit? Everyone here is a villain stealing your credit."

Qin He was stunned, tears in her eyes: "Eldest Uncle, what do you mean by that?"

"Eldest Brother." Qin Tan interrupted Marquis Qin Yan: "She speaks softly, but she doesn't understand human language. Let me tell her the situation. We have been beating around the bush; it's like playing the lute to a cow."

Marquis Qin Yan closed his eyes, feeling extremely disappointed in Qin He.

The Young Master of the Marquis of Prince Anyuan and several young masters from noble families whispered, looking over here, and chuckled. The more they thought about it, the more they wanted to laugh. It was truly amusing! The Princess of the Xue Young Master was usually known as a talented lady, yet she behaved like this.

Qin He sensed others mocking her. She felt confused and somewhat angry. She shouldn't have cried or shown weakness; that would make people think she was easy to bully. If one has credit, one should claim it without hesitation. What was there to laugh at?

"Qin He, whether you believe it or not, this rain has nothing to do with you." Qin Tan saw Qin He about to refute and raised his hand to stop her: "Don't rush to refute. You are not in the right. You haven't even figured out the situation. This rain was not summoned, so your claim of summoning it is very funny in others' eyes. Let me tell you, this rain was moved here through the combined efforts of the Marquis Qin Yan's Fu and the Guogong Su Fu. You came straight out and said this rain was summoned by you a few days ago. In everyone's eyes, your conduct is truly ugly."

Qin He was not stupid. Since Qin Tan had made things so clear, her face instantly flushed red with shame and anger.

She thought Qin Bi had summoned it today. She never expected the rain to have been moved over by the Marquis Qin Yan's Fu and the Guogong Su Fu together. Although she didn't understand how the rain was moved, Qin He knew the Hou Fu and the Guogong Su Fu would not deign to steal her credit.

She thought, she thought... truly embarrassing.

"Do you understand now?" The Second Young Master Su, with his poisonous tongue: "Truly laughable."

Qin He's face turned the color of a pig's liver. She wanted to speak but held back, utterly unable to save face. Since her transmigration, she had never been so humiliated in front of a major cultivation family. Qin He was so anxious she broke out in a cold sweat.

Maybe she should just run away in panic!

Qin He had just thought this, but unfortunately, it was too late.

Amidst the heavy rain, a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky. Everyone was delighted: "This rain is going to last."

The words had barely fallen when a "crack" sounded, and a bolt of lightning struck Qin He. Qin He screamed in terror. Maids, old women, and the guards protecting Qin He scrambled in chaos. Qin He dodged quickly, but her hair bun was struck.

Next, "crack, crack," bolt after bolt of lightning struck down. The Second Young Master Su's eyes bulged round, and the Young Master of the Marquis of Prince Anyuan stood frozen like a wooden chicken, his chin nearly dropping to the ground.

Qin He cried in terror. Qin Lang activated the teleportation array and returned, looking coldly and saying: "Qin He, stealing credit, struck by thunder and lightning."

This was going to strike Qin He to death! Qin Tan was terrified and grabbed Qin Lang: "Did you strike her?"

Qin Lang did not take credit, but jerked his chin upward: "My sister struck her."