Terrifying Thunder Spirit Body

"Why are you stopping me?! Even if I can't beat him, I'll wear him to death!" Meng Jing shouted furiously.

That Ma Wei was far too despicable.

"Anger won't solve anything."

Jiang Ping An activated the barrier, took out a bottle, and handed it to Meng Jing.

Seeing the bottle, Meng Jing asked in confusion, "Isn't this the pill I gave you? You didn't take it?"

"I had another identical pill. I already took it." Jiang Ping An opened the bottle, and seven-colored light illuminated the room.

"You have another identical pill? Don't think you can fool me just because I'm a child!" Meng Jing did not believe him.

"Really," Jiang Ping An said.

"I don't believe—"

Before Meng Jing could finish, Jiang Ping An stuffed the pill into her mouth.

Women were too long-winded. This was much more straightforward.

Meng Jing grabbed her throat, her eyes widening as she shouted in exasperation, "You stupid Woodhead, what are you doing?! This is the pill I gave you!"

"If you become stronger, I can gain more benefits. Besides, don't you want to beat that guy up?"

Seeing that Meng Jing did not believe he had such a pill, Jiang Ping An simply pretended he had not taken one and used other reasons to coax her.

Meng Jing wanted to say something else, but waves of seven-colored light poured from her seven orifices.

"Mmm~"

A strange sound escaped Meng Jing's mouth. She felt as though an unusual force was massaging her entire body, while terrifying arcs of lightning flickered around her.

A current struck Jiang Ping An, and his expression shifted slightly.

It hurt a little.

Retreating to a corner, Jiang Ping An took out several spare pastries and simply filled his stomach.

Meng Jing would probably need three days to digest it as well. He would stay by her side during that time in case anything happened.

Taking advantage of the time, Jiang Ping An took out the "Limitless Fist" Xia Qing had given him.

This was a special technique. Its attack power itself was not high; its main purpose was to borrow force to strike with force.

Once mastered, it could turn someone else's attack into one's own attack.

Though Xia Qing did not recommend this technique, Jiang Ping An felt it suited him perfectly.

His consciousness entered the jade slip, and a vast amount of information appeared in his mind.

"This art was created by this old man after observing the Supreme Divine Art, the 'Yin Yang Heart Sutra.' Yin and yang exchange, strength transforms; the enemy's strength is your strength..."

Jiang Ping An began studying day and night, forgetting food and sleep.

The phenomenon around Meng Jing lasted for three days. If not for the barrier in the room, it surely would have caused a huge commotion.

At last, she opened her eyes again, lightning seemingly flickering within her beautiful eyes.

"You damned fatty, just watch me beat you to death!"

Though Meng Jing's cultivation had not improved, her aura had undergone an earth-shaking transformation that made people's hearts palpitate.

"Change your clothes before going out."

Jiang Ping An suddenly spoke from the corner.

Meng Jing froze, then lowered her head to look at herself.

Only then did she realize that because of the lightning, the clothes on her body had been electrocuted into ashes.

"Ah! Stupid Woodhead!"

Meng Jing cursed with a flushed face and rushed into the nearby bathroom.

Jiang Ping An looked utterly bewildered. Why was she scolding him? Was his reminder wrong?

Forget it. He would not bother with her.

Old Li had said that women were creatures no one could understand.

Not long after, Meng Jing changed into a fresh set of clothes and emerged from the bathroom, her little face red and her expression as though she wanted to devour Jiang Ping An.

"Who told you to force that pill into my mouth!"

"If you become stronger, I can gain more benefits. Besides, only if you obtain a spot can you contact your mother."

Jiang Ping An slowly rose to his feet and stretched his aching body.

At the thought of her mother, much of Meng Jing's anger faded. She gritted her teeth, and only after a long while did she speak.

"You won't need to do that again in the future. I'm stronger than you. If you do something I don't allow again, I'll beat you up."

She waved her little fist in threat.

"Mm. Let's go eat. I'm hungry."

Jiang Ping An casually brushed her off.

"I'm not hungry. I took a Grain Avoidance Pill earlier, so I won't need to eat for a month. I'm going to beat up that fatty!"

Meng Jing was someone who held grudges deeply. She grabbed her blade and charged out.

Jiang Ping An shook his head helplessly and followed her out of the room.

There was a place to eat nearby, offering both meals and Grain Avoidance Pills.

Everyone treasured their time greatly, so very few people ate. Aside from those who needed to replenish their energy, everyone preferred Grain Avoidance Pills.

Jiang Ping An walked over and sat down. "Bring me a demonic beast leg."

"Certainly."

The cook cut Jiang Ping An a leg.

As Jiang Ping An ate, he looked toward the mountain peak.

"Fatty! Get out here! I challenge you!"

Meng Jing held her blade and shouted, her voice rolling out and startling many people.

"Miss Meng is challenging Ma Wei again."

"Ma Wei is a genius of the Vast Mist Sect. Miss Meng is too young and awakened too late. The two of them are now on completely different levels."

"She's too impulsive. If she challenges him, she'll only get beaten, and she might even get hurt."

Meng Jing and Ma Wei were both far from ordinary—one possessed a Thunder Spirit Body, while the other was a genius of the Vast Mist Sect. Their battle drew many geniuses who were not currently fighting.

However, many people did not think highly of Meng Jing, since she had awakened too late.

Ma Wei emerged from his room and mocked Meng Jing.

"I thought you planned to keep hiding in your shell forever. I was even thinking of going up a few more floors to give you a chance to advance."

"Stop talking nonsense. Let's begin!!"

Meng Jing activated the power within her body. At that very moment, a thundercloud suddenly drifted across the sky.

Rumble—

The thundercloud swept in, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and heaven and earth darkened. A terrifying aura blanketed the entire mountain peak.

The geniuses on the first three floors of the mountain were cultivating. Sensing this aura, their expressions turned solemn, and they all emerged from cultivation to look at the black thundercloud in the sky.

Xia Qing was handling official matters in her room. When the dark clouds appeared, her movements paused, and delight appeared on her face.

"This is..."

Her body instantly vanished from the spot.

The mockery on Ma Wei's face disappeared as he stared at the thundercloud in the sky in shock.

This woman had actually summoned heavenly lightning!

"I'll blast you to death!!"

Meng Jing shouted as she mobilized all the power in her body. Bolts of lightning suddenly crashed down one after another, shattering rocks and reducing trees to ash, like a scene of world destruction.

Ma Wei's face changed drastically. His body transformed into several figures as he swiftly dodged, covering several hundred meters in a single step.

This was the Vast Mist Sect's top movement technique, the "Divine Void Step," renowned for its eerie speed.

Though being struck by lightning would not kill him, it would certainly hurt.

What was more, there were thousands upon thousands of lightning bolts!

Everyone was stunned by this terrifying sight. Those still in battle also stopped one after another, staring at the horrifying scene before them.

The terrifying pressure made it difficult for them to breathe.

Was this really a Cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Realm? She could actually summon such terrifying lightning!

However, the phenomenon did not last long. After three breaths, Meng Jing exhausted the power within her, and the thundercloud in the sky dispersed.

"I'm exhausted. If I didn't blast you to death this time, then once I replenish my energy, I'll keep blasting you to death!"

Meng Jing wiped away her sweat and went down from the twenty-sixth floor to find Jiang Ping An for food.

She still could not defeat Ma Wei right now. She was merely trying to scare him.

The thundercloud had come quickly and gone quickly, leaving many Cultivators only reacting after quite some time.

"Damn! So this is a Thunder Spirit Body? It's too terrifying!"

"I heard only the strong undergo lightning tribulation, yet Miss Meng can already summon lightning!"

"Though it lasted only a short time, her cultivation is low after all. Once her realm rises, just how terrifying will this Thunder Spirit Body become?"

The geniuses on the mountain were all shocked. Even the three geniuses on the first three floors looked at Meng Jing with grave expressions.

As for Ma Wei, the person involved, his face was as ugly as pig liver.

Though he had not been injured, that was not the point. The point was Meng Jing's terrifying talent.

It seemed he had provoked a monster.

Ma Wei's expression changed several times. In the end, he decided not to provoke her further, lest their conflict worsen.

Ma Wei began challenging his way upward.