Chapter 187 – Lightning Tribulation
It was a period of harvest, as well as days of fulfillment. The little guy cultivated every day, and he was in high spirits as he enjoyed every single day.
Other than this, he would meet up with his various schoolmates to eat a large meal together. He would then tell Hairy Ball to go steal some jars of wine from the elders to enjoy; he was extremely content.
This was a joyous time, and no matter how many years pass, he would still never forget these years. They were forever embedded within his heart.
Many years later, even though many of these people will have long disappeared from this world, he would still be able to clearly recall their voices and smiles.
“You’ve lost, senior brothers, drink up.”
This was a night full of laughter. The group of people drank until they swayed back and forth. Even a few senior sisters were drinking. Their faces were flushed red, and were more delicate than flowers.
From the distance, Elder Xiong Fei’s voice echoed. “Damn it! Who stole my medicinal wine?! You better not let me find you!”
At the same time, that voice was accompanied by Elder Zhuo Yun’s curses. He was in an even more miserable state because only a few jars were left in his cellar; the rest were all stolen.
Towards this, the young girls and boys all laughed. Their small blushing faces were thrown into their drinking. They were all in joyous and incomparably happy moods.
“Sigh, we are about to go on different paths. We won’t know when we’ll meet again, so little juniors, you all must take care of yourselves.”
“Senior brothers and sisters, take care of yourselves as well!”
This wasn’t the first time he had to say his farewells. During this month, a few of the important disciples within the Heaven Mending Pavilion were sent elsewhere.
Departures were always emotional. Even though they were drunk and carefree; when the moment came, there was still sadness and full of unwillingness. After all, they have all lived here together for many years.
“Sooner or later, we will still come back!”
A group of senior sisters and brothers left, leaving behind the Heaven Mending Pavilion they knew so well for an unfamiliar land in hopes of avoiding the possible impending disaster.
The little guy also did not know how many groups of people he had sent off already. The majority of the genius camp was empty, and the disciples of the old monsters were even more scarce. There were only a few people left.
“Little junior brother, when are you leaving?”
“I will stay here and cultivate lightning techniques and leave after I get some success in it,” replied the little guy. He wanted Qingfeng to leave first, but Qingfeng was unwilling and wanted to wait until they could leave together.
Following that, he once again began to go into secluded training.
Honglong
The sounds of thunder were shocking, and lightning interweaved above a spiritual mountain. They cascaded down one after another like a waterfall, striking down on the symbols protecting the little guy. They blasted on his body, causing blood to flow from his mouth and blowing his body under a mountain cliff.
With a peng sound, even his powerful body couldn’t handle it. He was in sharp pain, and he felt as if his bones were broken. His fall created a human shaped ditch in the cliff.
“Senior, not so hard ah.” He grimaced in pain.
“When studying the lightning dao, one must diligently learn by using one’s own bodies to gain experience. Without personally experiencing the nature of lightning, how would you understand its profound meanings and mysteries?”
The ancestral elder Mu Yan’s hair were like steel needles. He was extremely bold and powerful without the slightest hint of being lenient. His palm shone, and another streak of erupting lightning flew out, sending the little guy flying.
Meanwhile, the ground was even more smashed apart. Ten thousand jin of boulders were turned into fine powder.
The little guy howled miserably. This was truly hellish training. Previously, he was only comprehending the essence of lightning technique symbols. Now, it was the real thing, and he was roughened up miserably during training.
“I will do my best to learn!” The little guy endured and resisted the lightning ancestor. His entire body lit up and golden symbols flickered. A Suan Ni form appeared, roaring before rushing forward.
“There is improvement, but it is still not enough. You have not yet reached your limit!” The old ancestor Mu Yan spoke. A river of lightning poured out and rushed over just from him opening his mouth.
With a hong sound, the Suan Ni was split open, shattering soon after. The golden lightning radiance danced about, razing this mountain forest to the ground without leaving anything behind.
“Lightning represents explosiveness and destruction. It is one of the most powerful offensive precious techniques. However, it still possesses vitality and can nurture new life. Right now, you only understand its destructive aspect.”