After Transmigrating to the Modern Era, the Metaphysics Master Dazzles the World – Chapter 133

Chapter 133: Memory Resurgence: I, Have a Crown Prince Disciple?

The gradually darkening sky seemed to be split open by a giant blade!

The torn “wound” was surrounded by blue-violet light.

Rumble!

A bolt of lightning struck down.

Its target was clear, heading straight for Fu Ziqi’s house!

The transparent barrier was struck by the lightning, shaking slightly. Yan Zhaoming was stunned for a moment.

“Holy crap!” He quickly checked the barrier.

Fortunately, the barrier was still very strong.

However, one bolt of lightning was not the end, but the beginning.

Immediately afterward, successive bolts of lightning crashed down.

Yan Zhaoming’s heart pounded in his chest as he watched, truly afraid that the barrier would shatter.

If lightning of this magnitude struck a person, they would surely perish.

Yan Zhaoming looked worriedly towards the door, wondering if they were done yet.

After another ten minutes or so.

After more than a dozen bolts of lightning struck, the sky finally returned to calm.

Yan Zhaoming also breathed a sigh of relief. This meant the heavenly tribulation was over, right? Then inside, it should be over too.

Sure enough, after a while, Fu Ziqi walked out, Jiang Nan following behind her with an ashen face.

Seeing Jiang Nan’s expression, Yan Zhaoming’s heart skipped a beat: Could it be… that it wasn’t successful?

Mainly because he couldn’t read anything from Fu Ziqi’s face.

“Where’s Fu Yu?” Yan Zhaoming asked, “It should… be successful, right?”

Fu Ziqi glanced at him, “Obviously.”

Then she answered, “Fu Yu will regain consciousness later.”

However, Fu Yu’s situation was still different from Tan Xi’s. She could make Tan Xi quickly recover to his peak cultivation level, but Fu Yu couldn’t. He had to start from scratch and rebuild his foundation bit by bit.

But that was nothing.

Fortunately, Fu Yu was only ten years old now. Before his injury, he was only at the late stage of the Yellow Rank. After this, with Fu Ziqi’s occasional guidance in his cultivation, it would definitely be easier than before.

So Fu Ziqi wasn’t worried.

Fu Ziqi raised her eyes with her hands behind her back, her clear eyes bright even in the dark night.

She raised her hand, and the barrier dissipated.

“Did you count how many bolts of lightning struck?” She asked casually.

Yan Zhaoming thought carefully for a moment, “It seems like… seventeen.”

Fu Ziqi: “You must have counted wrong.”

It should have been eighteen.

“Huh?” Yan Zhaoming recalled again. Did he remember wrongly? No, right? It was seventeen, wasn’t it?

Fu Ziqi didn’t even want to look at him anymore. It was amazing that he could even count wrong.

Fu Ziqi turned around and went back inside, saying, “Make me food!”

Yan Zhaoming: “…”

Jiang Nan: “…”

Do you think either of us knows how to cook?

Well, Yan Zhaoming does.

After all, he was the one who took care of Yan Jiuxian for more than ten years.

Yan Zhaoming thought to himself, only this ancestor could order people around so smoothly.

Just as Fu Ziqi was about to step onto the low steps, suddenly—

Boom!

A bolt of lightning struck straight down, aiming for Fu Ziqi’s position!

Fu Ziqi’s earlobes twitched slightly, and she quickly raised her spiritual power to block it…

Yan Zhaoming and Jiang Nan were dumbfounded.

Could it be that the Heavenly Dao heard their complaints and really sent a bolt of lightning to strike her dead???

No… no way, right?

Fu Ziqi’s whole body was enveloped in a faint light.

The light lingered.

After almost two minutes, Yan Zhaoming and Jiang Nan finally saw Fu Ziqi’s appearance.

Completely unharmed!

That is to say, it was a bolt of heavenly lightning, but even the scenario of her hair being scorched didn’t happen? Was this scientific?

That being said, they were still a little worried.

“Fu Ziqi, are you alright?” Yan Zhaoming trotted over.

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Fu Ziqi seemed to be in a daze, stunned, as if she had been struck by lightning.

Oh, she had been struck by lightning.

Jiang Nan whispered, “Is she struck silly?”

Fu Ziqi’s eyes cleared, and she raised her head, “Do you want to try being struck by lightning?”

Jiang Nan: “…”

He shook his head vigorously, lacking any backbone.

Yan Zhaoming said, “Well, aren’t you hungry? I’ll go cook for you. You’re a doctor, why don’t you check yourself first?”

Although her appearance really didn’t show that she had just been struck by lightning, what if there were internal injuries?

“Forget it, how about I check you? My uncle knows medicine, and I’ve learned a little bit too.”

Fu Ziqi slowly shook her head, “No need, I’m fine. I’m good.”

Really good. Her cultivation had recovered a little. And…

Fu Ziqi pursed her lips, “I’m not hungry anymore, you all go back, don’t stay here with me.”

“Huh? You just said you were hungry!”

“I’m not hungry now, can’t I be?” Fu Ziqi turned and went inside, then closed the door.

Leaving Yan Zhaoming and Jiang Nan speechless in the night wind.

“She’s burning bridges, isn’t she?” Yan Zhaoming said.

Jiang Nan: “Obviously, she is.”

“She’s too much, we worked so hard, and she didn’t even give me a cup of tea!”

Jiang Nan disagreed with this, “What did you work hard on? I’m the one who worked hard, okay?”

Yan Zhaoming: “You don’t understand!”

Watching this level of heavenly tribulation strike down one after another was also very damaging, okay?!

Fu Yu was placed on the sofa in the living room and hadn’t woken up yet.

Fu Ziqi went straight back to her room, lay on the bed, looked at the ceiling, her expression a little complicated.

“…I, have a crown prince disciple?”

She closed her eyes.

Memories surged.

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The great plague of Qiongzhou. The nobles in the royal city were worried about being affected by the plague, so the king ordered Qiongzhou to be sealed off and sent some physicians there, “to do what we can and leave the rest to fate.”

However, the supplies transported from the capital were embezzled layer by layer, and by the time they actually reached Qiongzhou, very little remained.

The physicians sent to Qiongzhou were helpless against the plague, and more than half of them even contracted it.

At that time, for the entire Changli, Qiongzhou had become a city of death.

People with relatives in Qiongzhou kept petitioning the king, saying that not all the people in Qiongzhou had contracted the plague, and if they were treated vigorously, the casualties could definitely be reduced.

But all the petitions were rejected by the powerful king.

Perhaps this also became an important factor in Changli’s eventual downfall and destruction more than a decade later.

The Fu family clan sent a letter, out of various considerations, telling Fu Ziqi not to take any action this time.

Just like many times before, Fu Ziqi burned the letter after reading it and went to Qiongzhou.

At this time, the conflict between her and the Fu family clan had gradually deepened.

Fu Ziqi’s arrival in Qiongzhou was like a shot in the arm for the people there.

However, on her fourth day in Qiongzhou, she “accidentally” got infected.

Fu Ziqi used thunderous means for the first time, blocking all news from Qiongzhou to the outside world. Fortunately, the royal city had already given up on Qiongzhou, which gave Fu Ziqi a chance.

In the temporary shed built for the infected people to live in.

Separated from Fu Ziqi by a thin layer, Fu Ziqi was inside, and he was outside.

Fu Ziqi scolded him, “You are the crown prince! Do you know what the consequences of coming here will be?”

I thought about these two chapters for a long time, and I decided to write them this way, no more changes.

（）Sob sob~