Furious Ning Shan! Shrek is still the best!

"Boom!"

The fifth bolt of lightning slammed solidly into the spine of Ning Feng.

Blue-purple electric arcs danced wildly across the surface of his skin. Ning Feng's body spasmed violently, his hands gripping the metal pillar so tightly that his fingernails left shallow scratches on the metal surface.

His breathing became extremely ragged, each exhale carrying a trail of scorching white smoke.

But he did not fall.

It was not until the thunderclouds overhead gradually dispersed that Ning Feng slowly loosened his grip.

"Hiss..."

He looked utterly wretched now; his skin was charred a scorched black, his clothes were long since shredded, and blood seeped from wounds split open by the electricity.

With trembling hands, he fished a medicinal pill given to him by Vina from his robes and swallowed it, then walked out of the formation with unsteady steps.

Barely two steps out, Ning Feng felt his knees give way. He collapsed directly to the ground, leaning his back against a rock and gasping for air.

At this moment, not far away, Chen Lü, Wang Yanfeng, and the others had already stood up.

They ignored their own injuries, staring at the scene before them with faces full of disbelief.

"That was the fifth one... the junior brother actually held on." Chen Lü wiped the cold sweat from his face, his voice still strained.

"He withstood five bolts during his first body tempering? This is too exaggerated." Wang Yanfeng stared at Ning Feng, his eyes filled with shock. "This is far more impressive than what we managed back then."

"Indeed," Chen Lü nodded. "This is even more impressive than what Senior Brother Long achieved."

"I remember when Senior Brother Long did his first body tempering, even though his Soul Power Level was only around level ten, he only withstood two bolts of lightning."

"If we are talking purely about the number of lightning bolts withstood, he has indeed surpassed Senior Brother Long."

Vina steadied her breathing, looked at Ning Feng slumped on the ground, and said softly, "It's a pity Senior Brother Long isn't here lately. If he saw this, he would certainly be very happy."

"After all, he finally has a real rival now."

The group soon stepped forward to help Ning Feng up.

At the same time, on a hidden high slope behind the mountain, two figures stood with their hands behind their backs.

Du Busi's sharp eyes remained fixed on Ning Feng in the formation, while a Body Sect elder in grey robes stood beside him.

After witnessing the scene just now, the elder sighed repeatedly and whispered, "Sect Master, it seems that this time, our Body Sect has truly picked up an outstanding little monster. Such willpower and talent are rare even in the history of our sect."

Hearing this, Du Busi suddenly let out a low laugh. "Hahaha, this kid has a bright future; I think highly of him. It's not just the nature of his Martial Soul—this ruthless drive of his is exactly what suits my taste."

On the other side.

With the help of Chen Lü and the others, Ning Feng soon returned to his living quarters.

Although he had the assistance of top-tier medicinal pills, the Body Sect's cultivation method was essentially about stimulating potential by constantly damaging the physical body.

Ning Feng's meridians were now aching, and his skin felt as if it were burning; the sensation was no different from being severely wounded.

But he did not sleep immediately, instead forcing himself to sit cross-legged on the stone bed despite the intense pain.

He knew that this was the best time to grow stronger.

The energy from the lightning remaining in his body was destroying his cells, and what he needed to do was continuously circulate the Body Secret Technique, absorbing the residual lightning elements in his flesh and guiding the Innate Qi to repair his injuries.

As the technique circulated, Ning Feng felt those tingling sensations gradually merging into his bones.

This allowed his physical body to be tempered continuously at a terrifying speed.

Time flew by.

In the blink of an eye, three months had passed.

At this moment, in a secluded dense forest behind the Body Sect.

"Hah!"

A low shout rang out as Ning Feng activated his Three Heads and Six Arms state.

He was shirtless, his once fair skin now possessing a tough, bronze hue, his muscle definition sharp.

He exerted force from his waist and hips, and one of his six fists slammed outward.

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, a massive granite boulder three or four meters high in front of him shattered instantly, stone chips flying everywhere.

Ning Feng retracted his fist and let out a long breath, very satisfied with his progress.

For the past three months, he had undergone high-intensity training within the Body Sect almost every day.

He could now steadily withstand seven bolts of lightning without changing his expression, and the toughness of his physical body had increased several times over since he first joined the sect.

More importantly, under such high-intensity pressure, his Soul Power Level had successfully risen to level thirty-three.

Thus, he felt increasingly satisfied with his choice to come to the Body Sect.

And just as Ning Feng was growing rapidly within the Body Sect.

On the other side of the Heaven Dou Empire, within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

The atmosphere in the Council Hall was stifling. Ning Shan sat in the main seat, clutching a piece of parchment so tightly his knuckles turned white, his face livid.

"Still no news?" Ning Shan slammed his hand against the table, his voice icy. "Even now, you still haven't found the whereabouts of that rebellious son?"

The scout below knelt on the ground, trembling, not daring to answer.

Ning Shan's chest heaved with rage; he completely failed to understand what Ning Feng was thinking.

In his eyes, Ning Feng was the most talented individual the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had seen in ten thousand years, yet he had rejected the invitation from Shrek Academy and even run away from home.

"It is utter nonsense! For him to disregard his own talent and refuse Shrek Academy is the greatest act of irresponsibility toward both himself and the sect!"

Just as Ning Shan was fuming, another scout hurried into the hall, holding a letter marked with a special seal.

"Sect Master, a letter from the young miss at Shrek Academy."

Ning Shan took the letter and tore it open quickly.

After reading the contents, his expression softened slightly.

Ning Tian mentioned in the letter that she had successfully passed the examination, become a core disciple of Shrek Academy, and received high praise from her teachers.

"At least Tian'er is promising." Ning Shan sighed, a glimmer of relief flashing in his eyes. "Not only did she join Shrek, but she also became a core disciple. If only Ning Feng were half as sensible as his sister."

Ning Shan held the letter and pointed at the contents for the elder beside him to see. "Look, with the help of Shrek, Tian'er is already level thirty-one."

"This is the power of Shrek! And she has also befriended the heirs of many other great powers."

"If this continues, that rebellious son Ning Feng will truly be left far behind by his sister."

Thinking of this, the anger that had just subsided flared up once more.

He slammed the letter heavily onto the table and issued a stern order to the scout: "Pass down the order, increase the efforts to find Ning Feng."

"Once you catch him, remember to tell him everything about Ning Tian at Shrek. I want to see if he regrets his decision back then!"