Three hours later.
"So the Heavenly Dao was formed because of me?" Lonemoon said through gritted teeth. He was trying his hardest to suppress the resentment he felt.
"You're the manager. Whatever you desire will be formed by the nomological force!" Yi Qing nodded..
"You knew this as well?" Lonemoon turned to Chef, shooting daggers at him with his gaze.
"Er..." Chef was caught between admitting he did or lying that he did not.
"In other words..." Lonemoon clenched his fists by his side so that his fan nearly broke into pieces. "You've been so obedient these days so that you can successfully trick me onto this sinking ship!"
"Ahya, Father Niu, stop being caught up in all these details. Being promoted is a good thing!"
"Details my ass!" How was this another detail? "I don't get any salary nor any insurance for doing this job, neither do I get to take a break from it. It's a job that will take up my time 24/7. How can this be any good?"
"Er..." That was true. She had nothing to say in reply.
"One plane is enough to stress my mind. Now you're throwing me yet another one. Do you think this is a game?" He turned and glared at Shen Ying. "And you, Shen Ying! You're just freaking lazy, aren't you! Each and everyone of you is leeching off me – you wastrels! How dare you still add on to my workload!"
He had indeed snapped. Father Niu was scary when he lost control. Both the master and the disciple hugged each other and trembled uncontrollably.
"You're still displaying affection in front of me!"
Shen Ying: "..."
Yi Qing: "..."
They immediately jumped apart and wrapped their hands around themselves. They lowered their heads and tried to hide from his sight.
"I don't care – I'm not going to take over this plane. Throw it to whoever else you want." Lonemoon paced back and forth in anger. "Otherwise, give it to Hong Meng. I already have enough on my plate with the previous plane. I don't want to take over this mess as well!"
"What if you don't have to manage the previous one anymore?" Shen Ying asked meekly.
Lonemoon halted. "What do you mean?"
"I mean..." Shen Ying was just about to explain when they heard a series of thunder coming from the skies..
The three of them hesitated. The gray clouds that had just dissipated were returning. This time, however, they only hovered above the mountain and not above the entire plane. A strong suppressive force began to press down against them. Was this... the lightning tribulation?
"Master..." Fatty suddenly rushed over and addressed the three of them. "The disciples in our sect are about to go through the lightning tribulation. It's the Golden Core Lightning Tribulation!"
That's quick! Lonemoon hesitated. He had not expected that the first lightning tribulation from the newly formed Heavenly Dao would take place here.
"Go and take a look!" This matter was urgent – he had to go over and take a look. The moment he reached the entrance, he stopped and turned back to glare at the two companions behind him. "The two of you, just wait and see. I'm not done!" With that, he exited.
Shen Ying: "..."
Yi Qing: "..."
A long time later.
"Master, how much of our allowance do you think he'll dock this time?"
"Er... three months' worth?"
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My Master Disconnected Yet Again (Part 3)
Historical FictionPART 3 Everyone said that Yi Qing was the number one Sword Cultivator in the world, with a swordsmanship and cultivation that no one could surpass. Whether it was when he was cultivating in the Lower Realm, or when he was in the Ten Heavens of the U...
