Ji Chenhai, Ji Fengming, and Hei Xiao were completely bewildered: "What? The fifth time?"
“It’s just…” Xi Que was about to continue.
Fearing that Ji Chenhai and the others would worry and overthink, Ji Fengyao quickly changed the subject, pushing Ji Chenhai into the house: "It's nothing, thunder and rain are normal; Father, you should all go and rest early too."
Ji Chenhai and Ji Fengming looked up at the starry sky at the same time.
During the day, this would be a clear and sunny day.
If a bolt of lightning were to suddenly strike them, and it hit someone, that person would definitely die. Is this normal?
But what if it's not normal?
Surely there isn't some heinous criminal among them who deserves to be struck by lightning?
They haven't done anything heinous!
Thinking this way, Ji Chenhai and the others felt that such an unbelievable thing could only be attributed to coincidence, so they did not investigate it further.
Shang Xiye's thoughts grew increasingly deep. After washing up with Ji Fengyao in the house, he silently embraced his young wife, lost in thought and remaining silent.
Ji Fengyao sensed his silence, looked up and reached out to hook his chin: "What's wrong? Were you scared by that lightning?"
“How could a mere bolt of lightning scare me?” Shang Xiye lowered his head and rubbed his chin against his wife’s soft hair, his voice low and magnetic: “It’s just that the two times I was almost struck by lightning recently, I seemed to remember something. It might be some scenes from my past life, which made me a little uneasy.”
"Hmm?!" Ji Fengyao immediately perked up, slightly pushing him away. Her phoenix eyes sparkled, and she looked at his handsome face with a hint of trepidation: "What did you remember? Did you remember me?"
Shang Xiye shook his head: "It wasn't a scene about you, but rather a sky filled with lightning and thunder, with dark clouds rolling down, plunging the world into darkness, as if it were the end of the world. And I was right there in the center of that world, as if all the lightning was coming for me, heading straight for me... my little wife..."
Ji Fengyao heard it clearly: when Shang Xiye called her "little wife," his voice and body were trembling slightly.
"Mmm," she gently snuggled against him and responded softly.
“In my past life… was I a heinous demon, or…” Shang Xiye paused for a long time before continuing, “Did I… betray you, hurt you?”
Ji Fengyao shook her head emphatically and answered decisively, "No, you are very good to me, extremely good. You are the best person to me in this world, without exception. Moreover, you are a good person. You never bully the weak and often help those rogue cultivators."
"Then why did I recall that scene?" Shang Xiye asked, puzzled.
He had a gut feeling that it wasn't a good thing.
Otherwise, given his temperament, he wouldn't feel inexplicably palpitated just thinking about that scene.
Ji Fengyao didn't know what was going on either. She frowned and thought for a moment, then said, "The scene you described seems to be the scene when the heavenly tribulation descends."
"Heavenly Tribulation?" Shang Xiye seemed to understand what his little wife meant.
He felt that the scene was a heavenly tribulation descending, but it wasn't entirely like that.
Ji Fengyao thought he didn't understand, so she explained in detail: "Well, a person's lifespan is limited, but a cultivator's is not; the higher a cultivator's cultivation level, the longer their lifespan. If a cultivator can ascend to become an immortal, they can live forever."
Therefore, cultivation is inherently a journey against the heavens. When a cultivator reaches a certain level, the heavens will send down a heavenly tribulation to annihilate them; this is what cultivators commonly refer to as "crossing the tribulation."
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