Chapter 76: Nine Thunderbolts Strike from the Sky

The unexpected blow left Qiao San unable to sleep. He finally understood the difference between Liumang Town and the capital city, and realized the vast disparity between a rogue and an emperor!

“Damn it!” Papi San was never one to back down; all he felt was fury. Clenching his fists tightly, he swung a punch into the empty air. The agitated fellow was so deeply stirred that he made up his mind then and there: one day, he would make that dog emperor kneel and beg for forgiveness from this lowly rascal!

“Boom!”

Just then, a sudden peal of thunder shattered the autumn night sky, as consecutive lightning strikes ruthlessly pounded the earth.

Although the ordinary man Qiao San merely shuddered instinctively, the little fox girl sleeping in the outer room was so frightened that her face turned pale, and with a single leap, she darted inside!

“Master San, quickly close the window! Don’t let the Thunder God and Lightning Goddess see me!” First hiding behind Qiao San, the little fox spirit then decided to crawl straight into the man’s bed, pulling the covers over her head and hurriedly urging Qiao San to shut the windows and doors tightly.

Qiao San chuckled, shook his head, and after closing the windows and doors properly, walked to the bedside and laughed, asking, “Shi’er, it was just thunder and lightning, what are you afraid of? Hehe… I never thought you’d be so timid!”

The quilt shook like a winnowing sieve, and Shier’s lips began to tremble. “Young Master San, it must be because you entered the formation today and triggered the heavens. You, as a mortal, will be fine, but I am a demon from the netherworld. The celestial deities will surely shatter my soul and banish me forever!”

“Why?! Just because they’re immortals?! The heavenly realm is being damn too domineering!” Qiao San gently patted Shixing’s twelve forms, the small fox spirit’s delicate and vulnerable side making the man’s protective instincts irresistible. In an instant, his opinion of the heavenly realm plummeted to rock bottom.

“Damn it, even us ruffians value clear distinctions between gratitude and vengeance. Yet these bastards in the heavenly realm are even more despicable and ruthless than ruffians!”

The thunder rumbled, now loud, now soft; the lightning flashed, now bright, now dim. Within the quilt, the Twelve Demon Forms gradually shifted between solidity and emptiness. How could a young fox spirit, with insufficient cultivation, withstand the awesome power of nine celestial lightning strikes from the heavens?!

“Third Young Master, help… help me!”

Whether it was just Qiao San’s illusion or not, although the doors and windows were tightly closed, he could “see” the thunderbolts outside rapidly approaching his room, causing the surrounding space to shrink at an alarming speed!

“How do we save him? Hurry up and tell me, I don’t understand! Twelve, speak up…” Qiao San, the “law ignoramus,” wanted to help but didn’t know how, his hands flailing in confusion and his face filled with anxiety. A sense of foreboding drove him to shake the dazed and bewildered little fox spirit vigorously.

“You immediately…” Ya! Shi’er’s words suddenly turned into a scream, a shriek neither feline nor canine, but unmistakably fox-like. This piercing cry intensified the tense atmosphere, making it as heavy as a mountain and as thick as mud!

The peerless fox girl’s exquisite jade breasts swelled another two sizes in an instant, her thin clothing utterly unable to contain the surging waves of her ample curves.

Bang! Before the thunder from the Ninth Heaven could descend, Shi’er’s garments had already been shattered into threads by her own force. Alluring glimpses of her charms overflowed, captivating waves of her bosom were everywhere. Beneath the delicate cracks, the flesh-colored surges, like roaring tides, stirred up the space into utter chaos!

This wasn’t all; almost at the same moment, with a soft “pop,” two delicate fox tails sprang into the air, swirling and intertwining around Shi’er and Qiao San. The eerie beauty and unusual allure they exuded added yet another twist to the already suffocating tension.

“Uh!” When the two fox tails wrapped around Qiao San, the man’s breath was frozen by the one-of-a-kind cleavage. The partially exposed, crimson areolas were even more powerful than the strongest treasures under heaven and earth, causing the immortal soul of the Ten-Yang Body to tremble precariously.

Although he could not see the full picture, the exquisite jade-like breasts, crowned with glistening nipples slightly larger than a little finger, redder than cherries, and more fragrant than strawberries, had etched themselves deeply into the man’s soul!

“Ten… twelve… what do you want to do… what are you doing?!” The danger instantly vanished from Qiao San’s senses, and not even life or death could stop the man’s large hand. His burning fingers moved beyond his control, stretching taut toward the twin mounds, eager to explore just how deep, narrow, and tight that cleavage really was!

Just as the man’s breath was about to explode in an instant, a mysterious bolt of thunder and fire, like a silver serpent, shot through the window. The bewildered Twelve had no idea how to dodge it; it seemed as if their bodies and souls were on the verge of complete annihilation.

In a moment of crisis, the rogue couldn’t help but move his body involuntarily, performing an action that defied all logic and understanding!

A deafening boom echoed as Qiao San didn’t even have time to scream before instantly losing consciousness. What a typical lecher—his figure tumbled forward, his face plunging down, landing amidst a pair of shapely, trembling breasts. The soft, supple mounds jiggled intensely, then tightly clamped around the man’s face.

The “brave” rogue was blasted into oblivion, unable to tell heaven from earth or day from night. The residual electricity surged through his body and entered the Twelve’s body, actually knocking out the little fox spirit on the spot. The power of that thunderclap was truly awe-inspiring!

The chaotic space suddenly fell into a profound stillness, yet it was incredibly alluring!

A ravishing young girl with the charm of spring lying on her back on the bed, while a man with half his body charred is lying right on top of her, his face buried in the most “blissful” soft and delicate area!

“Boom——”

The earth seemed to tremble for a moment. After the most terrifying instant, heaven and earth suddenly returned to calmness—a stillness so profound that it could make one believe all things had already been destroyed!

The vast clouds churned and rolled, the spiritual realm boundless; within this mysterious world, Qiao San slowly opened his eyes, instantly overwhelmed by astonishment.

A glowing, humanoid aura floated in front of the rogue. The figure was of moderate build, with soft, rounded limbs. Swirling mists partially concealed the woman’s prominent curves, though unfortunately her head and the forbidden area were both hidden by lingering smoke.

“Master, the Book Spirit greets you!” The melodious, enchanting voice was no longer rigid and monotonous, but instead exuded a charming and alluring charm. Indeed, it was the Book Spirit—a seductive spirit beginning to evolve!

“Wow! Book Spirit, you’ve finally shown up! Where the heck have you been all this time?” Papi San, as delighted as if he had just seen a long-lost relative, excitedly threw out his arms and rushed toward the halo without thinking.

“Huh? ! Book Spirit, you have a body now!”

The strange words didn’t seem abrupt at all. As Qiao San lunged forward, he actually embraced a soft, warm, flesh-and-blood body. At this moment, the book spirit was no longer merely a hazy glow as before, but a tangible, real presence!

“Master, please be gentle! The Book Spirit’s body hasn’t fully taken shape yet; you’ll hurt the Book Spirit this way!”

The magical sprite’s tone was filled with human-like qualities, and the crisp, melodious fairy sounds carried an unsettling sensation for humans.

“Heh, heh… No wonder you still don’t have a face! Shu Ling, when can you fully transform into a human? Also, where have you been lately? Oh right, how did you develop your consciousness…”

An excited Qiao San was like a curious little child, surrounding the Book Spirit and firing off a string of questions, just like… just like a youngster endlessly bombarding an adult with one question after another!

Such a bizarre scene between the two somehow felt strangely harmonious and natural. The sentient book spirit even let out a soft, gentle laugh. Its slender and delicate arm, surrounded by a hazy glow, lightly patted Qiao San on the shoulder.

“Master, since you went through the second tribulation, the book spirit has also evolved. These days happen to be the period of ‘rebirth,’ so it cannot appear! As for its consciousness, even the book spirit itself doesn’t know where it came from. Perhaps only after further evolution will everything become clear!”

After a brief pause, the Book Spirit, still loyal and candid towards its master Qiao San, said, “Master, I don’t know why, but I always have a special feeling towards you. You feel it too, right?”

“Hee, hee… Yes! Maybe we are destined to meet!” Qiao San was so delighted that his voice seemed to bounce, and he kept tightly holding Shuling’s hand without ever loosening his grip!

“Master, let’s start studying the Ghost Sutra! Sigh… you’re just too lazy!”

“Heh, heh…” Qiao San’s face turned red. He just realized that a book spirit with her own thoughts and personality wasn’t entirely perfect; at the very least, she hadn’t been this nagging and critical of him before!

Strings of glowing characters flew out from the “body” of the book spirit, mysteriously and magically making their way toward Qiao San’s brow…