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Zhang Linglong felt a surge of urgency and, disregarding her own situation, lifted her skirt and rushed outside.
Sang Qingxiao grabbed her arm and reassured her, "Don't be anxious; they are all safe."
"How do you know?" Zhang Linglong asked, momentarily stunned. Everything seemed bizarre, but it was too much to comprehend. "Could it be that the thunder is related to you?"
Sang Qingxiao did not deny it. "There shouldn't be a safer place in the city than the Zhang Family. Just be patient; it's still early in this ordeal."
After a loud clap of thunder, more flashes of lightning appeared in the sky. There was no accompanying thunder, and when it struck, it surged through the city. If it happened to strike someone, it wouldn’t be fatal; it would only leave them numb.
Thunder and lightning were not good omens. Most ancient people believed that if one had committed evil deeds, they would attract such divine punishment as retribution.
Sang Qingxiao had orchestrated this event not merely for a small warning but for something much more significant than just a shock.
The lightning attacks continued until dawn. Even after more than two hours had passed since sunrise, Meizhou City remained eerily quiet.
It took a long time for everyone to regain their composure. Their anxiety exceeded what any normal person could control, leaving them too frightened to move about.
At such times, many ancient people would seek divine protection. Those with a Buddhist Hall at home rushed there in a frenzy. However, upon pushing open the door, they were met with an even greater shock.
The Buddha statues were shattered.
Not all of them, but upon closer inspection, every female statue was broken!
Then, in mid-air above the Buddhist Hall, a segment of golden Sanskrit slowly materialized.
The gist was that a certain Bodhisattva, while surveying the human realm and passing through Meizhou, saw mortal men imprisoning women in the Chastity Tower. Enraged, she conferred with other Bodhisattvas in heaven and they unanimously decided that if Meizhou continued to treat women so harshly, it would no longer deserve the protection of female Bodhisattvas.
Moreover, they had reported this matter to the heavenly deities. The Heavenly Emperor issued an order to unleash punitive thunder as a warning; should there be no repentance, further punishment would follow!
The Sanskrit lasted long enough for the people in the city to transcribe it and find someone who could translate it into comprehensible language.
Once they understood the divine message, everyone realized what had transpired.
Was it really because of the Chastity Tower?!
They gathered towards the Chastity Tower and upon arrival found that the entire structure and the ten or so archways in front of it had been reduced to rubble. Yet all the women inside were unharmed.
Basking in the sunlight, they still looked ragged and emaciated, but many faces now bore smiles.
Was this what freedom tasted like? No one knew what their future held, but even if just for a fleeting moment, it was enough for them to cherish for a lifetime.
When the thunder struck, their first instinct was to flee; however, around the Chastity Tower seemed to be an invisible barrier preventing their escape.
Later, they witnessed the lightning wreaking havoc in the city, yet it always seemed to avoid them. Only then did they feel a bit more at ease as they anxiously awaited the arrival of others.
Finally, a group arrived, dark and dense, numbering at least half the city. The spectacle was overwhelming and somewhat frightening.
The two sides stared at each other from a distance, momentarily at a loss for words.
Zhang Linglong pushed through the crowd and jogged to Chastity Tower.
No one was injured; it was indeed a masterful display of skill.
As for the fright, a moment of fear could earn them a lifetime of freedom—worth it!
Zhang Linglong had also seen that miraculous scene at her home’s Buddhist Hall, almost mistaking Sang Qingxiao for a deity to worship.
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