Chapter 192 Gong Shi Moyu followed the list…

Gong Shimoyu handled each item on the list one by one.

After he had settled things in the Southwest Region, he discussed things in detail with Xie Xi, who was in black, and brought many promising disciples of the Xie Clan to the Buzhou Immortal Realm. He also brought Gong Shirao along with them.

Gong Shirao's exceptional business acumen should not be wasted.

After several years, the once deserted Xie clan territory in the Buzhou Immortal Realm has regained its vitality.

Then he arranged places for Xin Xiuying and the others, and found opportunities for them in the Buzhou Immortal Realm.

It took him quite a while to finish all these things. Then, as the top alchemist in the entire region competition, he began to learn from alchemy masters while also going to the battlefield for the first time.

The monsters he killed were naturally recorded in Xie's account.

After things stabilized, he resumed his position in the Heaven and Earth Bureau.

The Xie family is one of the leading families in the Heaven and Earth Bureau, and the Bureau cannot function without its members. Since the other disciples have not yet come of age, it is naturally up to him to take charge.

After establishing himself in the Heaven and Earth Division, he still didn't rest. The Xie family started as a sword cultivator family, which he felt was not enough. He planned to develop alchemy within the Xie family on his own.

The combination of sword and pill can effectively reduce the attrition rate of sword cultivators; it seems like a match made in heaven.

Even Xie, dressed in black, felt tired just watching from the side.

He had served the Xie family like a slave for many years and originally thought he had done his best. But now, looking at Gongshi Moyu, he realized that he had actually lived quite comfortably all those years.

Gong Shi Moyu was truly unwilling to have a moment's rest, working himself to the bone.

"Why don't you rest? I'm scared." Xie, dressed in black, was still wearing a veil, so it was impossible to tell whether she was scared or not.

Gongshi Moyu shook his head: "What's the point of resting? Jiaoyue isn't here either."

He was unwilling and dared not rest. Whenever he had free time and sat there, Xie Jiaoyue's voice and smile would inevitably appear in his mind, her every frown and smile was very touching.

He had only held hands with Jiaoyue once or twice, but he always felt that his fingertips still retained Jiaoyue's warmth.

I miss her so much I'm going crazy.

But he's a good boyfriend and shouldn't bother his lover when she's busy with important matters.

All he could do was try his best to finish all the trivial matters for Jiaoyue, so that he could spend more time with her after she came out of seclusion and he wouldn't have to do anything.

Gongshi Moyu sighed, missing her.

It's been three years.

Why can't I see her yet?

Xie, dressed in black, fell to the roof beam: "Gongshi Moyu, look over there, isn't there a cluster of colorful clouds?"

"What colorful clouds? Aren't they dark clouds?" Gongshi Moyu raised his head from his desk and looked towards the horizon.

He rubbed his eyes. Could it be that he'd been too busy lately and was hallucinating?

He felt as if the clouds had grown legs and were running incredibly fast.

Xie, dressed in black, said calmly, "Oh, so it's a tribulation of lightning. No wonder the clouds ran so fast."

Gong Shi Moyu patted his head calmly, "So it was a lightning tribulation. I thought there was something wrong with my eyes."

He tilted his head and looked: "Why are these clouds heading this way?"

They're heading this way!

It's the bright moon!

Jiaoyue is about to advance to the Nascent Soul stage!

Gongshi Moyu took off running, shouting as he ran, "Quickly, clear the area! No one is allowed to stay within ten miles of the clan leader's seclusion!"

Others cannot stay, but he must.

He wanted to protect the bright moon.

Gong Shi Moyu's time over the past few years has not been wasted. Apart from handling Xie family affairs, he has spent most of his time preparing elixirs and magic weapons for Xie Jiaoyue.

He believed that when Jiaoyue emerged from seclusion, she would inevitably advance directly to the Nascent Soul stage, triggering heavenly lightning. He believed that the more preparations one had, the better it would protect Jiaoyue's safety.

Although he was 100% certain that Xie Jiaoyue would successfully overcome the tribulation, he was willing to prepare as much as possible for that one in ten thousand chance of failure.

He always felt that there was too little he could do for Jiaoyue, but Jiaoyue was too outstanding. Only by doing his best could he stand by Jiaoyue's side.

The thunder had gradually subsided.

Gong Shi Moyu sat cross-legged at a distance that was neither too close nor too far, trying her best to suppress her urge to rush forward and her worries, fixing herself firmly in place.

We must not interfere arbitrarily, nor allow ourselves to cause trouble in the name of protection, nor disturb the moon as it undergoes the baptism of the heavenly tribulation.

By comparing the thunderclouds in the sky with those described in ancient texts, Gong Shi Moyu could immediately determine that these were top-tier thunderclouds that could be triggered by a Nascent Soul cultivator. Ninety-nine bolts of heavenly lightning were already gathering power within the thunderclouds, waiting to test the cultivator's abilities.

If she survives, Xie Jiaoyue will undoubtedly become a rising star in the cultivation world, and the ninety-nine bolts of heavenly lightning will be the fireworks offered to her.

It is a test, and also a gift.

Gongshi Moyu felt both gratified and heartbroken. She was gratified that Jiaoyue, like in her previous life, was destined to shine brightly, but she felt heartbroken that Jiaoyue would suffer countless hardships and pains in the process.

One bolt of lightning after another struck down, illuminating the sky with a dazzling light, only to be extinguished again and again.

After an unknown amount of time, the thunder finally stopped.

Gong Shi Moyu kept counting, and when he reached ninety-nine, he was ready to go. The moment the heavenly lightning ended, he rushed forward, wanting to get to Jiaoyue's side as quickly as possible.

Because he rushed too fast, he even suffered the aftershocks of the still-raging lightning, his whole body was numb from the electric shock, and he almost fell from mid-air.

He barely managed to steady himself, but another aftershock struck, and he couldn't hold on any longer. He could only adjust his direction in mid-air, causing himself to fall towards the bright moon.

Just before landing, he abruptly adjusted his position so that his back was to the bright moon.

He fell to the ground in a disheveled state, kneeling on one knee with his face flushed and head bowed, his voice trembling slightly: "Jiaoyue, how are you feeling?"

He pondered the heavenly thunder for an unknown amount of time, not only mastering the knowledge in the books but also drawing inferences from other cases and thinking deeply.

That was heavenly lightning. Could Jiaoyue's body withstand it, but could her magic robes withstand it?

He held out a set of monastic robes behind his back, his hands behind his back: "Would you like to change into something?"

Xie Jiaoyue's clothes were indeed tattered, but instead of changing them immediately, she decided to tease Gongshi Moyu.

She said softly, "Brother Moyu, my arm is injured. Could you help me change it?"

Before Gong Shi Moyu even landed, he had already used his spiritual sense to give Xie Jiaoyue a quick check-up. Pill cultivators and healers have never been completely separated, and he didn't find any major problems with Jiaoyue at the time. Even the depleted spiritual energy was replenished by the spiritual rain after the tribulation.

But when he heard that Xie Jiaoyue was injured, he hurriedly turned around and asked, "Injured? Is it serious? Let me see."

Turning around, I saw Xie Jiaoyue lying diagonally against the rock, her clothes tattered and torn, with holes here and tassels there, vaguely revealing large areas of skin.

It didn't reveal any key parts, and the close-fitting robe was in the style of a vest and leggings, without a single tear. Overall, it was not as revealing as what Xie Jiaoyue wore to the beach.

However, Gongshi Moyu dared not look directly at her. After hearing that Jiaoyue's arm was injured, he glanced at it briefly and then focused his gaze on Xie Jiaoyue's arm, not daring to look away from it at all.

"How did you get hurt?" He couldn't find out.

"I'm probably just exhausted. You know, I'm a swordsman. I've been holding the sword for too long, like I overdid it. Now I'm so tired I can't even lift it."

That is indeed a situation that cannot be detected.

Tiredness is not injury, but Gong Shi Moyu gently and carefully moved Xie Jiaoyue's arm with his fingers, tilting his head to one side, trying to help Xie Jiaoyue take off her tattered top without seeing clearly.

He was afraid to look at Xie Jiaoyue's exposed skin, but because he had no view, his hands couldn't find the right spot and kept trembling, always accidentally touching Xie Jiaoyue's skin.

Slippery and warm, even with the lightest touch, Gong Shi Moyu's fingers stiffened like stones, completely losing their human dexterity.

"Tsk."

"What's wrong, Jiaoyue? Did I hurt you?"

"itch."

"What?"

Xie Jiaoyue pouted and complained, "Brother Moyu, you're too gentle, it's tickling me."

A soft complaint revealed the contact between Gong Shi Moyu and Gong Shi Moyu, and an ambiguous atmosphere slowly flowed in the air.

Gong Shi Moyu's face was already as red as the evening glow on the horizon. He no longer looked away, but looked at Xie Jiaoyue. He quickly and efficiently helped Xie Jiaoyue change her outer clothes, and then took a deep breath to try to cool himself down.

Xie Jiaoyue leaned lazily against the rock, watching Gongshi Moyu and smiling.

There was still a hint of regret in his expression; he wanted to tease the person a little longer, but he hadn't expected the person to be so easily amused.

Gong Shi Moyu tried to break the ambiguous atmosphere with a formal topic: "Three years have passed, and everyone is very concerned about you, especially Xie in black. Now that you have come out of seclusion and have been struck by heavenly lightning to become a Nascent Soul again, you should go and tell him."

Xie Jiaoyue tugged at Gongshi Moyu's sleeve: "No rush."

"Why are you in such a hurry? I've cultivated diligently for three years, and as soon as I emerged from seclusion, I was bombarded by ninety-nine bolts of heavenly lightning. Can't I even take a break?"

"Brother Moyu, please sit down. The rock is too hard. I'd like to lean against you to rest, is that alright?"

Her eyes were wet as she stared fixedly at Gongshi Moyu.

Even though Xie Jiaoyue was in a terrible state, her usually smooth hair was now a mess, requiring a long time to comb, and her face was streaked with gray and red marks, all traces of the heavenly lightning that had not yet faded. But even so, the look in her eyes still made Gongshi Moyu unable to refuse, and he sat down next to Xie Jiaoyue, his hands and feet trembling.

The temperature, which had finally dropped, started to rise again.

Xie Jiaoyue slowly and gently leaned over, resting her head on Gongshi Moyu's shoulder and leaning against him from the side. Still not satisfied, she pulled Gongshi Moyu's arm and used his entire upper body as a backrest, comfortably cushioning her back and isolating herself from all the uncomfortable coldness and hardness.

Xie Jiaoyue let out a satisfied sigh.

Now I finally feel better.