Thunder Marrow Cleansing, Martial Spirit Shock (New Book Launch)

Nuoding Academy, Back Mountain.

A violent wind whipped the rain, turning the entire mountain forest into a mess.

Dark clouds hung like ink as Thunder Dragons rolled through them. Low rumbles sounded like roars from the heavens, heralding a terrifying thunderstorm about to descend. Many people were taking shelter from the coming storm.

Yet Lin Mo walked against the wind and rain, facing the oppressive black sky as he headed step by step toward the deep forest of the Back Mountain.

"Hmm?"

His unusual behavior caught Yu Xiaogang's attention in the teaching area.

Yu Xiaogang held a thick stack of Martial Spirit research books in his arms as he watched the figure heading toward the forest.

What was he running out there for in this kind of weather?

Was he tired of living and looking for death?

Yu Xiaogang frowned, inexplicably annoyed.

He had always disliked students who went looking for trouble.

What was that troublemaker up to now?!

--

Ignoring the heavy thunderstorm clouds, Lin Mo strode toward the forest on the Back Mountain. He had been waiting for this very day!

He was a transmigrator.

Half a month ago.

He had suffered an accident in the modern world and somehow arrived on Douluo Continent, becoming an orphan without parents at Nuoding Academy.

He was eight years old this year.

His Martial Spirit was Thunder-Clap Grass.

His Innate Soul Power was Rank Three.

He had cultivated for two and a half years.

He had only just reached the threshold of Rank Eight Soul Power. At the academy, he was the kind of person who would disappear the moment he was thrown into a crowd.

Only Lin Mo knew that his "Thunder-Clap Grass" Martial Spirit was merely a facade.

The system had given him a cold notification:

[Martial Spirit: False Thunder-Clap Grass (Thunder Hell Vine, Unawakened)]

[Awakening Condition: draw heavenly lightning to cleanse the marrow and complete Martial Spirit transformation]

The shackles of Innate Soul Power were like an insurmountable chasm. At this point, hard work alone could no longer change anything.

Lin Mo knew very well that with his current talent, let alone surviving the great upheaval of the next ten years, he would probably have to struggle desperately just to break through to four Soul Rings.

Rather than wait around uselessly for death, he might as well gamble everything.

He only had one worthless life anyway. At worst, he could just start over!

Rumble—!!

A streak of purple lightning tore across the sky, its savage arcs illuminating the boy's resolute face. An ancient tree atop a distant peak was struck in an instant, exploding with a boom into a shower of splintered wood.

Lin Mo struggled up the slope and found an open patch of higher ground. Looking at the pitch-black sky, he felt so oppressed that it was hard to breathe.

Yu Xiaogang followed through the forest behind him, hiding half his body behind an ancient tree as he watched.

Seeing the boy climb the hill toward the rolling heavenly lightning, he could not help cursing inwardly.

Was something wrong with this guy's brain? Of all places to die, he had to come fool around in an open area on the Back Mountain.

In such extreme thunderstorm weather, even a stray bolt of lightning could turn him into a charred corpse.

Yu Xiaogang looked at the thin figure on the slope with open disgust and contempt.

When he saw the other party release his Martial Spirit, he could not help sneering.

Another idiot who thought he was special!

He vaguely remembered this Lin Mo.

Thunder-Clap Grass Martial Spirit.

It merely carried a few numbing electric arcs, yet he actually dreamed of transforming with the power of lightning?!

Yu Xiaogang looked down at his rain-soaked clothes, then at that fool seeking his own death. For some reason, anger rose in his heart.

Idiots who wanted to die could not be saved by persuasion.

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On the earthen slope.

Lin Mo stood beneath the oppressive black sky. The Thunder-Clap Grass in his palm trembled slightly, weak sparks winding around its slender vines.

Yet amid the lightning filling the sky, it was like a ravenous beast that had hungered for far too long. Its branches and leaves stretched frantically toward the heavens, greedily Devouring the free lightning power in the air.

Crackle—!

Centered on him, the air seemed to ionize in an instant as a layer of pale purple lightning web silently spread outward.

The scattered lightning actually seemed to be drawn by something!

The seemingly inconspicuous grass in his palm was brewing in the dark night sky with almost crazed intensity, stirring the thunder into roaring flashes!

--

In the darkness of the Back Mountain forest.

Seeing this scene, Yu Xiaogang could not help shaking his head.

He wanted to reach the heavens in a single step and dared challenge the authority of the heavens?

Did he not consider what his frail body could possibly use to withstand lightning's punishment?

This was simply suicide! There was no chance of survival...

Rumble!

Dazzling purple lightning, accompanied by an earth-shattering blast, ripped apart the black night sky. It spread like an inverted tree of silver fire, exploding across the hill!

The blinding purple radiance instantly illuminated the entire forest. The violent energy shockwave snapped the surrounding trees at their waists, forcing Yu Xiaogang back several steps.

When he barely steadied himself and looked toward the source of the disturbance, the scene made his pupils suddenly shrink—

On the hill.

Lin Mo stood bathed in the center of the purple thunderstorm, visible lightning coiling around his body.

Yu Xiaogang stared fixedly at Lin Mo, his heart pounding wildly.

At the center of that terrifying lightning pool, the boy had not fallen. Instead, he stood even straighter.

He saw the Thunder-Clap Grass in Lin Mo's palm changing frantically at a visible rate.

Its slender vines became thick and powerful. Savage lightning patterns emerged across its surface, its leaves transformed into long, narrow spikes, and the lightning around it grew increasingly intense.

A domineering, violent lightning-element aura was spreading at an astonishing speed!

What shocked him even more was that the Soul Power fluctuations within Lin Mo's body were surging at an unimaginable speed under the baptism of lightning!

Rank Eight... Rank Nine... Rank Ten!

In only a few breaths, he had directly crossed the threshold of a Soul Master!

"How... what is happening to him? What... what Martial Spirit is that?! It can actually absorb the power of lightning?!"

Yu Xiaogang's breathing quickened.

He had spent his entire life studying Martial Spirit theory, yet he had never seen such a strange and domineering Martial Spirit!

That was not ordinary Thunder-Clap Grass at all. It was clearly a top-tier lightning-element plant Martial Spirit unlike anything he had ever seen!

Especially since he had once stayed with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, he understood even more clearly that the might of lightning was unfathomable!

This boy's Martial Spirit was anything but simple!

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[Ding! Secondary Martial Spirit Awakening complete—Thunder Hell Vine]

[Innate Soul Power: Rank Three → Rank Ten]

[Current Soul Power: Rank Ten]

[Obtained Special Skill: *Weather Manipulation*]

[Effect: The host can actively alter the weather within a five-hundred-meter radius for one quarter-hour]

[Skill Cooldown: Three days]

Lin Mo slowly opened his eyes, a flash of purple light passing through them.

The Thunder Hell Vine in his palm turned into a streak of light and merged back into his body. The violent aura around him also receded, leaving only the steady fluctuations of Rank Ten Soul Power.

The rain gradually weakened, and the dark clouds dispersed. The first ray of sunlight pierced through the clouds and fell upon the boy.

Hearing the system notification, Lin Mo was briefly stunned.

Weather?

Weather Manipulation?

A divine skill he had dreamed of in his previous life had actually been obtained in such circumstances?

"System, can I choose the Weather at will? For example, can I recreate a thunderstorm like this?" Lin Mo hurriedly asked.

However, his question received no answer.

Judging by how often the system appeared, it seemed to possess no intelligence.

Seeing that, Lin Mo could only give up.

This was not bad either.

His Martial Spirit had an almost abnormal craving for thunderstorm Weather.

With this special ability, he could practically step on his own foot and soar into the heavens.

Not only had he completed his secondary Martial Spirit Awakening, but he had also gained the benefits of Postnatal Full Soul Power.

His current Soul Power had broken through to Rank Ten.

Now, as long as he killed a Soul Beast and obtained his first Soul Ring, he would become a true Soul Master!

This thunderstorm had completely rewritten his fate!

Hmm?

As if sensing something, Lin Mo suddenly turned and looked toward the forest behind him.

His gaze was sharp as a hawk.

A shadow could vaguely be seen in the forest over there. Seemingly realizing that it had been discovered, it immediately retreated.

Lin Mo inwardly cried out in alarm.

He had just wanted to chase after it, but the step he had taken came to a halt.

Exhaustion and emptiness swept over him. He was in no condition to give chase.

Things had come to this, and he could not possibly kill someone to silence them.

The clouds grew thinner and lighter, while the rain gradually weakened.

Once the clouds dispersed and the warm sunlight shone upon the earth again, the fresh scent of rain-soaked soil filled the air.

Lin Mo straightened his clothes, suppressed the doubts in his heart, and prepared to head down the mountain.

If someone had witnessed what happened today, they would probably seek him out in private soon.

He had to prepare for the worst.

As far as he knew, false accusations and the like were far from uncommon.

--

At this moment.

Notting Junior Soul Master Academy.

The storm had passed, and the wind and rain had washed everything clean.

Atop the teaching building.

Yu Xiaogang had changed into clean clothes. He held a book on Martial Spirit theory and flipped through it, yet he could not take in a single word. His mind was filled with the horrifying scene he had witnessed on the Back Mountain.

Soon, a thin figure appeared from outside the academy, crossed the muddy field, and headed toward the dormitory area.

Yu Xiaogang stared at that retreating figure, his expression rather complicated.

Rank Ten Soul Power.

He was practically a "quasi-Soul Master," only lacking a Soul Ring!

As though sensing something, the boy being watched raised his head and looked toward the teaching building, making Yu Xiaogang's heart tense.

Could he have discovered that I was following him?

Impossible!

With his cultivation, how could he possibly have noticed me?!

Yu Xiaogang pretended to be relaxed as he turned and returned to the instructors' office area.

--

On the muddy path beside the field, Lin Mo withdrew his gaze.

Could it have been him?

Someone who could leave that quickly was unlikely to be another student.

Full of suspicion, he walked toward the dormitory area.

"Lin Mo, where did you run off to? Why are you soaked like this?"

"I was in a bad mood, so I went for a walk."

"Damn, bro, you're seriously awesome!"

Lin Mo smiled but said nothing.

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Inside an office in the teaching area.

Yu Xiaogang pulled out the student records, his fingers stopping on a thin sheet of paper.

It was Lin Mo's enrollment form.

Martial Spirit: Thunder-Clap Grass. Innate Soul Power: Rank Three.

No parents. He had grown up relying on the charity of others.

After his Martial Spirit awakened and it was confirmed that he possessed Soul Power, he had entered Notting Junior Soul Master Academy to cultivate using the certification issued by Spirit Hall.

Yu Xiaogang's finger ultimately stopped on the Martial Spirit section.

Spirit: Thunder-Clap Grass

No, his spirit could never be that simple!

Being able to absorb the power of lightning was something even the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, hailed as the number one beast spirit under heaven, could not do.

There had to be an astonishing secret to his spirit!

Yu Xiaogang's eyes flickered uncertainly.

He needed to find a suitable opportunity to test him.