Orthodox Earth Thunder

"This sallow-complexioned middle-aged cultivator must be Mo Qiu, and those youths are some of the outer sect disciples of the Thick Earth Sect."

Huang Tian speculated to himself.

At this moment, Mo Qiu began to speak: "...Sit cross-legged with a calm heart, relaxed and natural, lips and teeth lightly closed, breathing slow and fine. When the Yellow Court feels as warm as if cradling an egg, guide the qi past the Weilu, follow the Jiaji up to the Yuzhen, pierce through the Kunlun, and return to the Purple Mansion..."

Every word and sentence was exceptionally clear.

To ensure that all the outer sect disciples remembered and understood, he would repeat the instructions several times, never tiring of the task.

Huang Tian's pen flew across the page, recording the contents of the cultivation technique without a single error, then he listened intently to Mo Qiu's explanations.

Over half an hour passed before Mo Qiu stopped and asked, "Do you all understand?"

"We understand," the outer sect disciples nodded in unison.

"Are there any questions?"

Everyone shook their heads.

Mo Qiu nodded, "Since you have no more doubts, I shall spend the remaining time teaching you a low-grade thunder technique for self-defense.

As everyone knows, thunder and fire techniques are the most formidable.

As a major sect in this realm, the Thick Earth Sect naturally possesses many thunder techniques of astonishing power, one of which is the low-grade Orthodox Earth Thunder.

This thunder technique can draw upon the pure yang earth essence deep within the ground, generating extreme motion from extreme stillness, and unleashing extreme violence from absolute stability. It is fierce, vast, and capable of repelling all evil.

It is one of the most powerful among earth-element thunder techniques.

The secret to practicing it lies first in sensing the essence of the earth, then using spiritual power to compress the stillness and stability of the earth to its limit, before instantly transforming it into the motion and explosion of thunder.

It is a thunder of the earth, not a thunder of the heavens.

However, if performed during a thunderstorm, the Orthodox Earth Thunder can resonate with heavenly thunder, greatly increasing its power; shattering cities and toppling mountains becomes a simple matter..."

Mo Qiu explained the cultivation secrets of the Orthodox Earth Thunder at a measured pace, while Huang Tian recorded them with great joy.

Twenty minutes later, the connection severed and the image of Mo Qiu lecturing vanished, but Huang Tian had already completely recorded the Orthodox Earth Thunder technique.

Looking at the pages filled with writing, Huang Tian's lips curled slightly. He set aside the mid-stage Qi Refining technique of the Yellow Heaven Mountain-Suppressing Spirit Scripture and picked up the pages recording the Orthodox Earth Thunder to study them closely.

A moment later, he closed his eyes. His high level of comprehension allowed him to visualize the execution of the Orthodox Earth Thunder in his mind.

Once, ten times, a hundred times...

After a hundred times, he had mastered it in his heart.

Huang Tian slowly opened his eyes; a flash of electricity sparked in the empty room, and thunderous light flickered.

Suppressing the urge to test the thunder technique in reality, Huang Tian picked up his keys and went downstairs for dinner.

His early-stage Qi Refining cultivation had significantly reduced his need for food, though he had not yet reached the point of fasting.

Crossing the street and entering the Shihui Restaurant opposite, Huang Tian hadn't even spoken when the owner, a man in his thirties, said, "Beancurd skin with pork and rice in a wooden bucket?"

Huang Tian smiled and nodded, scanned the payment code, and sat down at his usual table.

The owner went to the back kitchen to start cooking, and the sound of chopping echoed out.

Huang Tian looked around the shop and noticed that several tables and chairs were missing, and the cabinet-style air conditioner that used to be in the corner had also vanished. No wonder there was no usual sense of coolness upon entering.

Before long, the owner brought over the bucket of rice and placed it on the table, saying to Huang Tian:

"Young man, is this beancurd skin with pork really that good? I've seen you order it many times."

Huang Tian picked up his chopsticks and said sincerely, "The taste is quite good."

He wasn't very picky about food; as long as he found a dish acceptable, he would eat it every day until he grew tired of it, then switch to the next.

The owner scratched his head and laughed, then sighed, "I'm closing the shop tomorrow. You'll have to eat elsewhere from now on."

Huang Tian thought for a moment and asked, "Is business bad?"

"Hardly anyone comes to eat throughout the day, and two or three more spicy hot pot and wonton shops have opened nearby, making business even worse. I have no choice but to close and go somewhere else," the owner said frankly.

Huang Tian didn't say anything more, just nodded, a small sense of melancholy rising in his heart: it was a pity that the shop was closing before he had grown tired of the food.

The owner chatted for a moment before turning away, sitting behind the counter and boredly scrolling through video clips on his phone.

After finishing his dinner, Huang Tian stood up to leave. As he walked out the door, he noticed the owner still had his head down, scrolling through videos, his brows tightly furrowed and looking troubled.

"Life, everyone has their own hardships."

He sighed with emotion. If he hadn't obtained his superpower, would he also be worrying about where to find work right now?

"Fortunately, I have a cheat!"

With a light step, he walked back to his apartment building and arrived at his electric scooter.

Sitting on it, he twisted the throttle, and the scooter hummed to life, driving all the way toward Guangming Park.

Ten minutes later, he arrived. Huang Tian navigated the park with ease and walked up the small hill.

At this time, not a single person could be seen nearby, as the buzzing mosquitoes would show no mercy.

Huang Tian used his spiritual power to manifest a thin barrier, blocking the mosquitoes and the occasional flying insect from biting him.

Arriving at the spot where he had previously tested the Earth Golem Technique and the Lesser Cloud and Rain Technique, Huang Tian looked up at the sky; the moon was bright, the stars were sparse, and the night breeze was cool.

"It's a fine night."

He took a light breath, his spiritual power permeating the earth as his mind merged with the ground beneath him.

Suddenly, his expression shifted, and a condensed, profound pressure radiated from his body. The chirping of insects within a ten-meter radius vanished in an instant, plunging the area into dead silence.

He circulated his spiritual power and pointed his fingers at the waist-high rock from last time. A point of deep amber light flickered on the ground, sinking beneath the stone.

"BOOM—!"

An incredibly thick, muffled roar erupted. The rock shattered with a bang, splitting into dozens of fragments of varying sizes, with a faint scent of scorched earth rising from them.

As the night breeze blew gently, those dozens of stone fragments turned into fine powder, scattering and dissipating into the wind.

"The power is truly astonishing!"

Huang Tian's eyes lit up. If it had merely shattered the rock, it wouldn't be considered all that strong, but reducing it to powder was truly terrifying.

"No wonder Mo Qiu said that Heavenly Thunder is supreme in its hardness and yang energy, governing the destruction of evil, while Earth Thunder is dense and heavy, governing suppression and disintegration.

Those struck by the Orthodox Earth Thunder see mountain rocks turned to powder, demons and evil spirits have their souls scattered, and magical artifacts become riddled with cracks."

Having mastered a spell of such impressive power, Huang Tian was in high spirits. He cast the Orthodox Earth Thunder twice more in succession, reducing all the larger rocks in the vicinity to dust.

"Hahahaha, satisfying!"

Huang Tian laughed with ease and delight. Suddenly, the spiritual power within his body surged rapidly. His expression froze, and he hurriedly sat cross-legged, focusing his mind and gathering his energy.

A few breaths later, a gust of wind rippled around Huang Tian. He snapped his eyes open, his gaze filled with joy.

"Second Level of Qi Refining!"

Yes, he had broken through!

In just a few days, he had transformed from an ordinary mortal into a cultivator at the Second Level of Qi Refining!

If the disciples of the Thick Earth Sect were to learn of this, their eyes would likely turn red with envy.

Yet, Huang Tian did not grow arrogant because of this; he knew that all his achievements were thanks to his cheat.

A cheater developing quickly—wasn't that just a matter of course?