Chapter 834: Chapter 498: Thunder on the Summit and an Ominous Premonition (Part 3)
“Hmm.”
Zhao Rong only responded with a sound, and then had no ti to talk to it anymore, carefully observing the mountain peak above.
He discovered that Brother Yiwu was right; although the thunder on the mountaintop was incredibly vast, standing on the peak felt like being in a Thunder Pond.
However.
Most places at the mountaintop seed very safe,
because almost ninety-nine percent of the lightning struck that ancient Thunderstruck Wood.
Amidst the densely packed storm clouds above, lightning fell from all sides, connecting with the lone scorched wood below. This scene resembled a Heavenly Thunder Tree, lush and leafy, standing mighty between heaven and earth, connecting the Sacrificial Moon Mountain peak and the dark clouds in the sky.
The roots of this ‘Heavenly Thunder Tree’ were made of Thunderstruck Wood, while its branches were composed of lightning, grand and majestic.
In this manner, most of the positions on the mountain peak were relatively safe.
One could say it’s nice to rest under a big tree, sheltered by the ‘shady protection’ of that ancient Thunderstruck Wood.
Only occasionally, at intervals of a dozen or so breaths, would one or two bolts of lightning miss, landing randomly on the mountaintop, either shattering green stones or ringing out over the lake water…
Zhao Rong squinted, silently watching the scene.
At a certain mont, his gaze fell into the deep tree hollow of the Thunderstruck Wood…
Soon after, he noted that this Thunder Wood was growing by the shore, with half of its roots subrged in the blue lake water of the Moon Pond.
Although he didn’t know if its current blackened, withered state ant it was still alive and absorbing the Moon Pond water, it was now enduring imnse lightning, while so of the lightning seed to be absorbed and dissipated by the blue lake water.
So it wasn’t just the Thunderstruck Wood acting as a lightning rod, attracting the thunder.
This Moon Pond seed also to be a Thunder Pond absorbing lightning?
Zhao Rong mused silently…
About a hundred and twenty breaths later, the sound of thunder gradually diminished, quickly vanishing within just three breaths.
The thick thunderclouds above the crowd scattered, and the whole process didn’t bring any heavy rain, which could be considered a spectacle.
As the clouds dispersed and the sun erged, Zhao Rong and the others felt as though the world had changed significantly, like a clearing after a rain, profoundly refreshing.
The group returned to the mountaintop, where the Ritual Departnt officials and craftsn resud their respective duties.
ng Zhengjun turned to leave directly.
However, a young Confucian scholar acted even quicker than her.
“Mr. ng, please wait.”
Zhao Rong suddenly shouted, beaming brightly.
After his voice rang out, ng Zhengjun took a few more steps, but eventually stopped, not turning back:
“Speak quickly if you have sothing to say.”
Zhao Rong coughed into his hand and nodded, “I see that, Mr. ng, you seem to possess a spell of divination. Could you help our examinees calculate when tomorrow’s mountaintop lightning will start?”
He paused, nodding earnestly, “Hmm, Mr. ng, this shouldn’t count as cheating, right? I believe in your Divine Skills should be able to predict it.”
As he finished, the gazes of Zhao Rong, Gu Yiwu, and the other scholars collectively focused on the back of that stern lady in her Confucian robe.
Zhao Rong estimated that this ng Xuezhen would likely find an excuse to refuse, not helping them calculate the timing of tomorrow’s powerful lightning, letting them face the risk of delays during their assessnt.
However, to his and the surrounding scholars’ surprise, not far away, ng Zhengjun didn’t hesitate but nodded with a slight smile, calculated with her fingers.
“Around two-thirds past noon tomorrow, within ten breaths, the thunder will arrive promptly. It will be the strongest lightning of the past two months.”
She revealed it straightforwardly and in great detail, then turned her head to look at Zhao Rong flatly, smiling and nodding, “Be careful to avoid it, so you won’t hinder the Sealing and Sacrifice Ceremony assessnt.”
This stern Academy teacher smiled, deepening the lines on her face.
After that, she shook her sleeve and directly left the mountaintop, her steps appearing rather leisurely…
Having unexpectedly been kindly concerned by this old woman, Gu Yiwu and the Justice Hall scholars were slightly surprised, exchanging glances.
Zhao Rong’s fist tightened slightly.
A mont later, his head suddenly turned.
His gaze landed on the cliff where an inscription was about to be carved.
Did ng Zhengjun think that the Sealing and Sacrifice Ceremony he had arranged was dood to fail?
Or would she find a legitimate reason to give them a failing zero score? Was she determined to be nitpicky and deduct points, or… was their ceremony truly insufficient?
The young scholar’s pair of sword eyebrows couldn’t help but furrow…
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