RUMBLE—
The trembling thunder shattered the beautiful moment of the master and disciple's reunion.
After the clap of thunder, Pei Yuhang suddenly felt something cold on his forehead. He looked up to see a continuous curtain of large raindrops falling.
"Yueqiu, I can't help you with the coming Celestial Tribulation. You must pass it successfully."
Qing Yueqiu nodded seriously. But just as she tried to get up from her master's embrace, her pretty face flushed crimson.
"Master… my bottom hurts a little… I can't stand up."
The girl spoke the shameful words without daring to look up at the man's face.
Pei Yuhang was also a little embarrassed. It seemed he had been too forceful when punishing his disciple. This wouldn't do; it would definitely affect Yueqiu's condition for facing her Celestial Tribulation.
"Yueqiu, I'll use my Pure Yang Power to help heal you. Endure it for a moment."
"Mm…"
