Covering the Sky: The Years I Was the Empress's Strictest Master

Chapter 151 The Dao Embryo Arrives on a Rainy Night

pat!

pat...

A sudden and unexpected storm swept across the entire Tianchi Mountain Range.

Dark clouds loomed overhead, lightning flashed wildly, and thunder roared like the thunder of heaven.

The torrential rain poured down like a celestial river, torn apart by the raging mountain winds into vast expanses of white water.

Such a large-scale celestial phenomenon occurring within a radiation zone could not have happened without a reason.

At this moment, in the high heavens of the northern region of the Eastern Wilderness, Chi Yushan is facing a tribulation that will take him to the next level.

If he survives this tribulation, he will become a high-level Great Saint. If the current Quasi-Emperor does not appear, he will be able to roam freely in the world.

The thunder and rain in the sky were merely a chain reaction caused by the aftereffects of his calamity.

Rumble!

Splash...

On stormy days, the world above the Hedao Cliff is in chaos, with only the occasional flash of lightning that tears through the night sky briefly illuminating the faint golden figure of blood and qi on the lonely cliff.

At this moment, the exposed cliff top became the stage for the raging wind and rain.

The raindrops, imbued with the Daoist patterns and rhythms of this place, transformed into divine pearls weighing over ten thousand jin each. They did not simply fall; instead, they struck the boy's body continuously from all directions, horizontally and diagonally.

In such an environment, even cultivators at the first or second level of the Immortal Realm would find it difficult to survive for long.

Tan Lin did not use his internal energy to resist, but simply sat quietly in the center of the stone platform, letting the "rain" soak his entire body.

The moon-white brocade robe he used to wear was destroyed more than half a year ago, and now he has put on a silk robe that his "cheap aunt" wove for him by hand.

However, he did not activate the magical power of the robe. He only used the material as a buffer, so that he could barely meditate and regulate his breathing when necessary.

Splash...

After the divine pearl formed from the torrential rain crashed down, it transformed back into icy, bone-chilling "cold water," which seeped into Tan Lin's entire body.

The robe clung tightly to her body, and her black hair was disheveled, splitting across her cheeks and neck.

Tick!

tick...

The thunderstorm continued for a long time without stopping, and the icy rain dripped continuously down Tan Lin's hair and chin.

But his posture remained as straight as a pine tree, his eyes slightly closed, as if he were in another world.

He is drawing upon the power of heaven and earth to absorb and comprehend the principles of destruction and life contained within the wind, rain, thunder, and lightning. The two are mutually transforming, refining the foundation of his indestructible golden body.

During this time, the pale golden blood energy emanating from the blood vessels on his body surface circulated slightly, slowly dissolving or absorbing the coldness and violent rain energy that had invaded his body.

And just then...

A graceful and refined figure, holding an elegant blue "oil paper umbrella," arrived at Hedao Cliff amidst the raging wind and rain.

Da...da...

Chi Yao climbed the slippery stone steps to the top of the cliff.

As she ascended, passing through layers of unused cliff platforms below, the fierce wind nearly blew the magic umbrella out of her hands.

Her plain white skirt was mostly soaked by the rain, but she didn't care at all.

Her exquisitely beautiful face appeared slightly pale in the light of the distant lightning, yet it seemed to radiate a resolute light.

Wow!

Suddenly, she put away her umbrella, letting the downpour instantly soak her hair and shoulders, as if deliberately experiencing the danger and hardship of the environment.

However, her innate Dao fetus was never known for its physical strength. Before she could even reach the top of the cliff, she only managed to hold on for a moment on the stone steps below before her body began to sway precariously.

She didn't force herself; her extraordinary physical abilities slowly emerged, and she raised the magic umbrella again.

She then quickened her pace, step by step, up the slippery and steep stone steps to the top.

The altitude here is many times higher than some low-hanging seas of clouds, and lightning flashes all around.

By the light of the lightning, she saw the figure sitting in the center of the raging "rain curtain," soaked to the bone, yet still standing straight as a javelin.

There is no corner here that can shelter you from the wind and rain, except for a few ancient pine trees that grow diagonally on the edge of the cliff.

The boy was directly exposed to the power of heaven and earth, enduring it all alone. Blood seeped from beneath his robes from time to time, only to be washed away by the rain.

The other party has been in such an environment for more than just a day or two, or even a month or two.

It's been more than half a year now!

Seeing this scene, Chi Yao's heart felt as if it had been gripped tightly by an invisible hand, suddenly tightening.

It would be difficult for her to walk up from there.

The other party has been here for so long. Even with an indestructible golden body and a protective robe, how could they possibly withstand such a long period of time?

She had never before witnessed the perilous environment atop Hedao Cliff during a thunderstorm.

All previous guesses and imaginations were not as impactful as what I saw with my own eyes.

She and her younger sister, Chi Xuan, once refined the purple aura from the horizon at the Hedao Cliff.

However, back then it was only on a cliff platform below, and each time my father or mother and clansmen took care of me, which was far less bitter and cold than the top of this cliff.

More than half a year has passed, has the ancestor's anger not subsided yet?

When will this confinement end?

slap... slap...

The wind and rain were too strong, and Chi Yao's arrival did not disturb Tan Lin, who was immersed in his contemplation.

She stood gracefully at the end of the stone steps by the cliff. After the thunder and rain pounded on the umbrella, the fading rainwater splashed down and soaked most of her dress.

The thin, plain white dress clung to her body, outlining her youthful yet already slender curves.

The biting cold of the rain made her shiver slightly, but she was oblivious, staring blankly at that lonely yet upright figure in the wind and rain.

As she watched, a sudden, indescribable pang of heartache, mixed with bitterness and confusion, and a deeper stirring within her, quietly rose and fell in her heart.

What did he do to deserve being imprisoned and suffering like this?

Was it simply because he rejected the engagement?

But it wasn't his fault in the first place...

The clan ancestor... is far too harsh!

Thoughts surged within Chi Yao, recalling the look in the other person's eyes when they calmly uttered "My ambition lies in the Great Dao" at the Heavenly Pool Palace that day.

He recalled his composure and self-control when facing the temptation of the demoness at Qihuang Pavilion, he recalled sharing her burden when she was undergoing her tribulation at the Nine Apertures Spirit Lake, and he recalled the scene after the tribulation when she saw him naked...

In fact, she only had a few days of real interaction with him, but in those few days, everything seemed to have been imprinted in her mind.

Some people, even after ten or a hundred years of getting along, can hardly stir any emotion in one's heart.

But some people, upon first meeting, seem to have a faint sense of déjà vu, a kind of familiarity that is hard to describe.

……

Chi Yao didn't know how long she had been standing there; it might have been a moment, an hour, or even the middle of the night.

Finally, Tan Lin slowly emerged from his deep reflections.

He let out a long breath, his internal energy surging slightly, dissolving the bruises and blood on his body.

Sizzle... sizzle...

The powerful aura of blood vaporized the cold rain inside and outside his robes, and a faint white mist rose from his body, but was quickly extinguished by the downpour.

He opened his eyes, his gaze like lightning, instantly piercing through the rain and landing on the stunning figure who had been standing on the cliff edge for who knows how long.

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Chapter 152 Brother, I know your...

"Younger sister?"

Upon seeing the person who had arrived, a hint of surprise flashed across Tan Lin's deep eyes. He got up and walked over.

Each raindrop, weighing more than ten thousand pounds, was dispersed by the pale golden aura behind his head, and the rainwater slid down his sharply defined cheeks.

Using his divine power, his voice was barely clear amidst the raging wind and rain:

"Young Sister Chi Yao, what brings you here? Come down quickly, the wind and rain are too strong here!"

As he got closer, he saw what the girl looked like.

She was almost completely soaked, her dark hair clinging messily to her beautiful yet pale face. Her clothes clung to her, and her delicate body trembled slightly uncontrollably in the splashing, icy water.

But her usually clear and beautiful eyes, though calm, held a complex emotion as she quietly watched him.

His eyes held concern, a barely perceptible pity, indignation, and a deep, unsettling emotion that he couldn't quite pinpoint.

"I...I came to see you."

Chi Yao's voice was low, mostly drowned out by the sound of wind and rain.

Da...da...

As she spoke, she took two steps forward, holding up her parasol, and moved closer to him.

She seemed to want to shield him from some of the "winds and rains" of the Dao, but realized that it was somewhat futile and that this move would not be very effective in this place.

She tilted her head slightly, her face bare, raindrops dripping down her delicate, fair chin, and her lips parted slightly:

“Brother, you’ve suffered too much here, without even a place to shelter from the rain… Tomorrow I will plead with the clan patriarch. That matter happened more than half a year ago; even if there’s any anger, it should have subsided by now…”

Looking at the empathy and resentment in her eyes, Tan Lin felt a slight stirring in his heart and realized her misunderstanding.

But he had promised Chi Yushan, and could not tell him the truth now, so he could only say:

"This place is meant for tempering, for only by being open and unobstructed can one truly face the world."

I'm tough and resilient, so it won't bother me. A little wind and rain can't hurt me.

But my dear sister, you should go back quickly, lest you ruin your health…

"Are you alright?"

Chi Yao looked at the blood seeping out from under Tan Lin's soaked silk robe.

Gazing again at the other person's face, which appeared even more resolute yet also more lonely under the lightning, the bitterness in her heart intensified:

Hey!

Suddenly, she stepped forward, almost touching him, and looked up at him, her clear, beautiful eyes shining brightly in the rainy night.

"Brother, I know you..."

"what?"

The wind and rain were so loud that Tan Lin couldn't hear clearly for a moment. He felt that the other person was not the quiet and demure girl he remembered.

"I said, I know you!"

Chi Yao raised her voice, speaking each word clearly:

"I don't believe you would like that vixen Shao Hanyun. That day in Qihuang Pavilion, she acted like that... and you didn't lose your composure at all."

The incident at Tianchi Palace is not your fault.

"No matter what, you shouldn't have to suffer like this..."

She paused here, her voice lowering, but with a serious tone:

"Xuan'er has already moved on from that incident."

She'll come to realize that this is something that can't be forced.

Mutual affection is the foundation of a good marriage.

You don't need to blame yourself too much, and you certainly don't need to... suffer like this...