My Wife is A Sword God

Chapter 148: The Battle Begins

Chapter 148: The Battle Begins

Three days later, dark clouds pressed down on the city, and the raging rain and thunder startled everyone!

In the sky, thunder dragons rolled and roared, shaking the hearts of the people in the city of Jinyang.

This time, the rain was even more exaggerated than the previous heavy rain!

The rainwater seemed to surge like a sea in the sky, flowing down in torrents!

In the Qin residence, the accumulated water had surpassed the courtyard, flooded the corridors, and rooms with lower terrain were already submerged ankle-deep.

Despite the constant efforts of the servants and maidservants to pour water out, the water level showed no sign of receding.

Qin Feng, looking at the lightning and thunder outside, furrowed his brows. His first thought was of his wife who was afraid of thunder. He hurriedly rushed towards her room.

To his surprise, when he arrived at the room, he saw Liu Jianli sitting calmly at the table, unaffected by the storm.

It was a far cry from her trembling appearance on the previous thunderstorm night.

“You…” Qin Feng hesitated.

“Do you have something to say?” Liu Jianli asked softly.

Seeing Qin Feng’s thoughts, Lan Ningshuang smiled and said, “Miss, the young master is worried about you being frightened by the thunder, so he specially came to check on you.”

Qin Feng scratched his head at the words.

Seeing his expression, Liu Jianli tilted her eyebrows like a crescent moon and said softly, “Thank you.”

In the main hall of the Qin residence, Second Madam, watching the rain and the thunderous sky outside, turned pale with fear. “Master, don’t stand there. It’s raining heavily outside. Be careful not to catch a cold.”

Qin Jian’an didn’t respond, just looked up at the sky, his brows furrowed, his face serious.

Silhouettes are almost invisible on the streets of Jinyang City. Even if there are a few people, they are trying their best to escape home.

But it seemed not entirely the case.

A broad figure was slowly moving down the street, wearing a black kasaya, about seven feet tall, and wearing a large grass hat on his head.

The sides of the kasaya protruded unnaturally, and the two exposed arms in front were pitch-black, forming hand seals.

A lightning bolt crossed the sky, illuminating the darkness. Taking advantage of this brief flash, it became clear that under the grass hat, there were three Buddha heads.

One angry, one smiling, one crying!

It was a Ghost Buddha!

He stepped on the accumulated water on the street, seemingly walking on level ground, steadily moving towards Listen To Rain Pavilion.

Outside Listen To Rain Pavilion, Bai Li, the old man, still lay on the cane chair. The heavy rain poured, but it couldn’t fall within three yards of him. The place where he was seemed like a different world from Jinyang City.

Holding a wine jug and gently shaking it, Bai Li suddenly looked towards the other side of the street.

The Ghost Buddha approached in the rain, and the three heads turned into smiling faces.

“Old guy, you don’t seem surprised seeing me?” the Ghost Buddha asked.

“A defeated general is not worth mentioning,” the old man raised his head and took a sip of wine, indifferent.

At these words, the Ghost Buddha’s three heads glared angrily, then returned to normal. “Old guy, if your true self were here, I wouldn’t dare to have designs on this place. But you’re just a clone, needing the help of a Daoist artifact to exist. Yet, you dare to boast?!”

A roar shook the surroundings, dispersing the rain curtain within a hundred yards.

The Ghost Buddha clasped his palms together in front of his chest, and the ground shattered like tofu. A burst of energy tore through the earth, heading straight for Bai Li.

In the face of such a situation, the old man merely flicked his fingers on the wicker chair, and the offensive momentum was dissolved.

Seeing this, the Ghost Buddha narrowed their six eyes, and three mouths simultaneously shouted, “Attack!”

The sound overshadowed the roaring thunder and rain, echoing over the skies of Jinyang City. Ordinary people, upon hearing it, felt their heads buzzing.

In the Qin residence, Qin Feng exclaimed, “What is that sound?”

Then, they saw above the sky, thunder roaring like a dragon, surging and striking down, turning Jinyang City into a sea of thunder in an instant.

Qin Feng, witnessing this apocalyptic scene, widened his eyes. The people in the mansion were in chaos.

Just at this moment, a huge thunderbolt crossed the sky above the Qin residence, about to strike.

Liu Jianli flipped her right hand, rainwater transformed into a sword, instantly shattering the thunderbolt.

Qin Feng’s face turned ugly. This kind of thunderstorm didn’t seem to be naturally formed; there must be something formidable in Jinyang City!

“Miss, there’s something wrong with this thunderstorm,” Lan Ningshaung raised her eyebrows.

“Yeah.” Liu Jianli responded, glanced at the figure at the entrance of the house, took a few steps forward, until they were less than a yard apart.

If danger suddenly appeared, at this distance, she could ensure the protection of Qin Feng.

Outside the Listen To Rain Pavilion, the Ghost Buddha sneered, “Old man, you’re good at divination. Why don’t you calculate if you can defend Jinyang City today?”

The old man of Bai Li remained silent, swung his right hand, and a golden light flew into the sky.

The Ghost Buddha was surprised, looking up. They saw a golden scale shining in the air.

“Dragon scale? Whose dragon scale?!”

As the words fell, a mournful scream resounded from a certain mansion in Jinyang City.

On the beams of the Qin residence, Zhen Tan’s eyes widened, “The one who killed the patrol envoy, is it that thing?”

“The aura is correct,” Yu Mei nodded.

“Good.”

The two figures disappeared instantly.

In the hall, Dao Fu looked at the trembling dry well with an unsightly expression, “To actually find its reverse scale from its past life?”

Dao Fu clenched his right fist tightly, and the chains outside the dried-up well became tighter and tighter.

The wailing sound instantly diminished, but the thunder in the sky also ceased, and the rain gradually subsided.

“Lei Ba, it’s your turn next.”

The woman in green clothes heard this and opened her hands. The dark clouds dispersed, the rain cleared, and then the scorching sun appeared in the sky.

The accumulated water evaporated at a visible speed, bricks and wooden pillars cracked, and branches and leaves withered.

At this moment, the city of Jinyang felt as hot as if it were placed over a blazing fire, being cooked by someone!

Just then, a silver-white blade aura cut across the sky, fiercely slashing towards the hall.

Dao Fu and Lei Ba sensed it and instantly moved out of the way.

A thunderous sound echoed, and looking back, the house had been split in half, creating a deep and frightening rift.

Zhen Tianyi and Yu Mei landed in the courtyard and looked towards the two not far away.

“The woman is yours, the man is mine. Any objections?”

“Be careful.”

“Okay.”

Without much ado, a fierce battle was about to begin.

“Is that the inverse scale of the dragon corpse in Dao Fu’s dried-up well?!” Ghost Buddha was both surprised and angry.

“The method of thunder and drought. Do you want to use natural disasters to destroy the seal in Jinyang City?” said the old man Bai Li calmly.

“How could you know?”

As soon as this question was asked, a blade radiance tore through the sky, shaking the earth.

“Dao Fu is in a battle with someone, and this power is the fifth level of the Dao Intent, the Realm of a Myriad Gods.”

Ghost Buddha was also proficient in divination and had a good understanding of the experts in the Southern Region.

In his impression, the only one who could have such abilities was Mad Balde Zhen Tianyi, one of the Twelve Divine Generals!

However, the Twelve Divine Generals were unparalleled in strength, constantly traveling around, slaying demons and ghosts. How could they appear in the small city of Jinyang?

Unless…

He suddenly realized, “The formation that conceals fate has no effect on you?!”

“Trifling tricks,” said Bai Li calmly. Then, he raised his right hand, and a dragon whisker pen appeared out of thin air.

He waved his right hand, and golden characters leaped into the void.

Immediately after, the white mist covered Jinyang City in no time.

“Immortal technique, Seeing Flowers in the Mist.” Ghost Buddha muttered slowly.