Purple Heaven Divine Thunder Grand Perfection! Terrifying Lightning Arts!

"Each one is more expensive than the last!"

Lin Fan pouted.

A Calming Heart Talisman costs 30 points, and an Eye-Opening Art costs 70 points.

The optimization for the Eye-Opening Art is more expensive than the Five Thunders Spell!

When I accumulate enough merit, you better be worth more than you cost!

Skill Points are better; they're given just by lying down!

Lin Fan stopped his wild thoughts and shouted in his mind, "System, upgrade Nine Heavens Divine Thunder."

[Upgrade failed. Upgrading to Purple Heaven Divine Thunder requires 100,000 Skill Points!]

[Host currently has:]

"Are you robbing me?"

Lin Fan cursed inwardly, but looking at the remaining ninety thousand-plus points, his mood improved again.

A divine skill like Purple Heaven Divine Thunder, which will soon be upgraded to Grand Perfection, what more could he ask for?

This is Purple Heaven Divine Thunder!

Upgrading to Major Accomplishment makes it several times stronger than Minor Accomplishment.

If this were Grand Perfection...

"Almost there!"

Lin Fan's lips curved upwards, and he looked expectantly at the Skill Points on the status panel increasing by +1, +1, +1...

Suddenly!

Urgent footsteps sounded from outside!

"Don't be noisy, don't be noisy, this part is crucial!"

Lin Fan cursed, and as soon as he finished speaking.

He heard Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng's anxious shouts.

"What's going on?"

Lin Xuan's eyes narrowed, he leaped up at the sound, and opened the door.

He rushed towards the main hall.

He saw Qiu Sheng rushing ahead, his face full of anxiety.

Behind him, Wen Cai ran into the courtyard holding incense, his face tense.

"I thought it was something serious."

Lin Fan glanced at the incense in Wen Cai's hand and thought silently, then relaxed.

"Panicking like this, what kind of behavior is that?"

Uncle Jiu walked out of the Longevity House and yelled at Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng.

"Master, something's wrong, something's wrong!"

Wen Cai handed the incense burning in the Plum Blossom Incense Array to Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Jiu took the incense, his expression sank, and he shook his head, saying, "The ancients say that people fear three long and two short pieces of wood the most, and incense should never have two short pieces and one long piece. If it burns like this, someone in the family is bound to die, and yet it burned like this."

Saying that, Uncle Jiu walked towards Old Master Ren's coffin.

"Master, is there something wrong with this coffin?"

Lin Fan followed him and asked.

Uncle Jiu clasped his hands and said sternly, "You saw it during the day, there's nothing wrong with the coffin. It's the corpse that has a problem!"

"That's right, it's been almost twenty years, and it hasn't rotted."

Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng said in unison.

"Open the coffin!"

Uncle Jiu commanded.

Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng immediately stepped forward and pushed the coffin lid open together.

Behold!

Old Master Ren inside the coffin had his body slightly swollen and shriveled!

The fingernails on his ten fingers had turned deep purple, and the corpse qi was even stronger than when they first saw it in the afternoon!

Wen Cai shivered in fright and exclaimed, "Master, Old Master Ren has actually gotten plump."

"Close it quickly."

Uncle Jiu urged, then commanded, "You two, hurry and prepare paper, brush, ink, knife, and sword."

"What?"

Seeing Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng both looking at Uncle Jiu with blank expressions.

Lin Fan waved his hand and explained, "Yellow paper, red brush, ink box, cleaver, wooden sword."

"Useless! Learn more from your Senior Disciple Brother!"

Uncle Jiu sighed and flicked his wrist.

"Yes!"

Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng quickly ran out.

Before long, they had gathered the items and handed them to Uncle Jiu.

"Up!"

Uncle Jiu grabbed a chicken and stood in front of the altar.

He held the chicken's head in one hand and its feet in the other, holding it upside down.

Lin Fan swiftly brought his blade down, slicing towards the chicken's neck.

Chicken blood rapidly dripped into a bowl on the altar.

Uncle Jiu took the ink box handed to him by Wen Cai.

He poured it in, mixing it with the chicken blood, and stirred it with his index finger.

He spread his hands outwards, index fingers pointing towards the bowl, and used the Ignite Spell to light the liquid in the bowl.

Then, he steadily placed the Bagua mirror over the bowl's opening, lifting his index fingers to press firmly against the bottom of the bowl.

Afterward, he moved his index fingers from top to bottom, swiftly pushing the bowl down.

Not a drop of liquid remained, all of it falling into the ink box.

"Take this and flick it onto the coffin."

Uncle Jiu let out a soft breath and handed the ink box to Wen Cai.

Wen Cai took the ink box and walked towards the coffin with Qiu Sheng.

The two stood separately beside the coffin.

The ink box string was pulled taut over the coffin, flicking ink onto it section by section.

"You two flick it properly, don't slack off. I'm going to prepare for tomorrow's grave relocation."

After giving his instructions, Uncle Jiu got up and walked out.

"Got it, Master!"

Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng replied.

Once Uncle Jiu was out of the room, the two immediately started playing with the ink box.

"Behave yourselves! Make sure you flick it properly, not a spot on the bottom of the coffin should be missed!"

Lin Fan saw this and shouted!

In the story, it was precisely because Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai missed flicking ink on the bottom of the coffin.

That ultimately led to Old Master Ren's corpse mutating and escaping.

"Yes, Senior Disciple Brother."

Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng shivered in fear and immediately stopped their playful antics.

Pulling the ink box string in their hands, they answered in unison.

After a while, Lin Fan saw that the two had finished flicking the bottom of the coffin and finally relaxed.

"Ugh! I'm so sleepy, I need to go back to Auntie's."

Qiu Sheng stretched lazily as he spoke and walked out.

"Senior Disciple Brother, are you satisfied?"

Wen Cai also looked tired and said to Lin Fan.

"Go rest, both of you."

Lin Fan waved his hand and turned to walk towards his room.

The Skill Points were enough!

Inside the room.

[Host Skill Points:]

"Finally, enough!"

Lin Fan stared at the Skill Points, his eyes burning. "System, upgrade Purple Heaven Divine Thunder!"

Sizzle!

The sound of thunder echoed!

Lin Fan closed his eyes tightly, and within his mind, streaks of lightning shot up into the sky!

Terrifying thunderclap spread across the entire world, like an overbearing aura that devoured everything, invading the land!

[Ding! Host has consumed Skill Points, Purple Heaven Divine Thunder has been upgraded from Major Accomplishment to Grand Perfection!]

A crisp System sound rang out.

Lin Fan, still panting heavily, awoke from his fear.

"Is this the ultimate form of the Purple Heaven Divine Thunder?"

Lin Fan's face showed lingering shock as he took a deep breath.

Immediately, he raised his sword finger, and incantations began.

He cast the Purple Heaven Divine Thunder with minimal power.

On his sword finger, a purple lightning bolt danced.

An overbearing and untamed aura instantly filled the room.

The terrifying aura seemed as if it would devour the entire room!