Drawing Thunder at Night, a Hundredfold Cultivation Grind (First Update)

The night was deep.

Lin Mo found a secluded corner, opened the system interface, and moved his gaze to the special skills section.

[Weather Manipulation]

[Select: Thunderstorm]

Buzz—

An invisible ripple quietly spread out. Centered on him, the night sky within a five-hundred-meter radius instantly churned with wind and clouds.

The originally dark and tranquil sky suddenly filled with gathering black clouds that rolled and surged as a fierce wind howled to life, sweeping through the entire valley.

Rumble—!

Muffled thunder boomed faintly from deep within the clouds, shaking the mountains and wilderness.

Silver lightning flashed and slithered through the heavy black clouds, crackling as a violent electric aura instantly filled the entire valley.

In the blink of an eye.

A torrential downpour suddenly fell within a five-hundred-meter radius.

Lightning writhed like serpents, thunder crashed without end, and the storm ravaged heaven and earth!

The utterly violent power of lightning poured down, filling the air with pure lightning elements.

Lin Mo did not hesitate any longer and instantly released his Martial Soul!

Buzz!

Dark, shadowy Soul Power shot into the sky from within him. A Dark Purple Vine wreathed in tiny arcs of lightning burst from the earth—his Martial Soul, the Thunder Hell Vine!

The vine swayed and unfurled, countless tiny tendrils stretching through the air as they madly and greedily absorbed the lightning power raging between heaven and earth.

Thunder Body Tempering, nourishing the Martial Soul!

Bolstered by the thunderstorm environment, the Thunder Hell Vine's cultivation talent was fully activated, triggering a terrifying hundredfold cultivation acceleration!

Vast quantities of pure lightning elements flowed continuously through the vine and into Lin Mo's body, washing over his meridians, nourishing his Soul Power, and tempering the foundation of his Martial Soul.

An immense amount of Soul Power rapidly formed, surged, and condensed. His cultivation speed reached an utterly shocking level!

The effect of the hundredfold cultivation boost was practically heaven-defying.

Its only drawback was that [Weather Manipulation] had limited duration and could not be maintained around the clock. This extreme hundredfold cultivation state could not last long and could only provide brief bursts of acceleration.

But even so, Lin Mo possessed the permanent top-tier cultivation boost of Innate Full Soul Power. His usual cultivation speed already far surpassed that of all Soul Masters at the same rank, and his foundation was exceptionally solid.

Now, with the hundredfold lightning cultivation boost stacked on top, his progress advanced by leaps and bounds at a terrifying, unmatched speed.

Within the dark valley.

Thunderstorms roared as lightning flickered.

Hidden deep within the shadowy forest, Lin Mo quietly lay low, rapidly transforming with the aid of the thunderstorm falling from the sky.

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The next morning.

Thin mist drifted through the mountains as morning sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, scattering flecks of golden light across the ground.

After lying low through a night of thunder and rain, all the fatigue accumulated in Lin Mo's body had vanished. He felt refreshed from head to toe, while the residual lightning Soul Power in his meridians slowly circulated, warm and vigorous.

He gently exhaled a breath of stale air, his expression calm and relaxed.

That late-night thunderstorm cultivation session had felt incredible.

The system interface.

[Weather Manipulation] had entered cooldown and could not stir up the weather again anytime soon.

Just then, the system notification sounded in his mind.

[Ding! Main system quest triggered]

[Quest: Completely break through your limits and advance to a Two-Ring Soul Grandmaster]

[Quest Reward: Special Skill—Flash]

Lin Mo paused slightly, standing still for several seconds as a hint of surprise flashed through his eyes.

Flash?

Just from the name alone, it was not hard to imagine its effect.

He tried to call up the system interface to inspect the details, only to discover that the reward was still locked. There was only a simple name; its power, consumption, and cooldown were all unknown!

Considering the powerful effects of the previous two skills, this Flash skill was probably no simple matter either.

A reward for breaking through a rank—he had to get it!

Just as he was pondering this to himself, a crisp, lively girl's voice came from behind him.

"Hey, what are you standing here for?"

A girl from his class skipped over lightly. Her eyes curved into crescents, her smile bright as she stood before Lin Mo and waved at him.

Lin Mo pulled back his thoughts, his gaze focusing slightly as he replied flatly, "Nothing."

"Are you heading to class? Let's go together!" The girl moved closer as though they were already familiar, her voice carrying a soft, pleading note.

"We have a lesson on identifying soul beast age today. There are too many body types, patterns, and traits for those soul beasts. I can't tell a lot of them apart, so I wanted to ask you for some help."

Lin Mo's tone remained even. "I don't know either."

But he had already made up his mind.

He had to speed up his cultivation and break through to level twenty as soon as possible.

He was determined to obtain this skill called Flash.

"Oh..." The girl stuck out her tongue. Rather than feeling upset at being brushed off, she simply giggled.

"You always seem so aloof. You're seriously cool and distant."

She followed beside Lin Mo the entire way, chattering endlessly, though Lin Mo's responses were rather perfunctory.

As she talked to herself, the topic naturally drifted to last night's unusual weather.

"It rained so hard last night, and the thunder was especially scary!"

"It's clearly autumn, yet there was such a violent thunderstorm. That's really rare."

Lin Mo looked ahead and casually replied, "It'll rain again in the next few days."

"Pfft, how could that be!" The girl could not help laughing. "I don't believe you."

The two walked side by side toward the teaching building.

The girl fretted the entire way about the complexity of the soul beast identification course. There were countless subtle differences between soul beasts of different species and ages. One wrong judgment could lead to major problems when hunting soul beasts in actual combat.

It gave her a terrible headache.

But Lin Mo's mind was not on classroom knowledge at all. He only wanted to accelerate his cultivation and break through as soon as possible.

The problems others faced while painstakingly memorizing illustrations and drilling traits were not worth mentioning to him.

As long as his gaze swept over a soul beast, the system would automatically display complete information—its name, age, attributes, and weaknesses would all be clear at a glance. He did not need to struggle to identify them at all.

The moment the two stepped into the classroom, the atmosphere around them quietly fell still.

When Zhou Hang and the others in the back row spotted Lin Mo approaching the window, they instantly fell silent.

Each of them lowered his head and shrank his neck, not daring to meet his eyes. Like mice seeing a cat, they did not dare make the slightest move.

After the last "lesson," this group had become completely obedient.

At the podium.

The homeroom teacher looked over the class.

"Everyone's here, then let's begin!"

The teacher's steady voice echoed through the classroom.

Lin Mo sat in his usual seat by the window, propping himself up with one hand against the windowsill as his fingers lazily twirled a pen. His gaze wandered idly toward the bright daylight outside.

Reborn into another life, he had crossed into Douluo.

And in the end, he had somehow found himself sitting in a classroom again.

The Soul Master courses here and their system of knowledge were entirely different from the campus life he knew in his previous life, yet they shared a similar rhythm of learning and growth.

Focusing only on cultivation would be far too tense and stifling.

This peaceful, uneventful campus routine was rather rare as well.

A trace of relief passed through Lin Mo's eyes. For the moment, he set aside the sharpness and hostility in his heart and enjoyed this brief peace and tranquility.

—

Time passed swiftly, and half a month vanished in the blink of an eye.

Lin Mo had completely adapted to Plant Academy's schedule and atmosphere.

Usually, he kept a low profile and remained restrained, neither competing nor fighting for anything. He blended perfectly among the ordinary students, and no one saw through his true foundation or explosive potential.

During the day, he went along with the crowd, listened to class, and slacked off, becoming a carefree student with no ambitions;

In the afternoons, he attended the academy's special training on time, steadily polishing the foundation of his Soul Power without ever being lazy or halfhearted.

Every few nights, thunderstorms would frequently appear in the forest of the Back Mountain.

"Rain God"—Lin Mo!

Through persistent Thunder Body Tempering, combined with the hundredfold cultivation boost, his improvement was terrifying.

In just half a month, Lin Mo's Soul Power had steadily advanced. He successfully broke through his limits and reached level fourteen Soul Power.

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Late at night.

The moonlight was concealed, and the mountain forest was black as ink.

Deep within the dense forest on Plant Academy's Back Mountain.

Lin Mo hid amid the thick shadows of the trees, his figure blending into the night. His dark eyes faintly gleamed in the darkness, calm and resolute.

His thoughts stirred.

Weather Manipulation, activate!

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Plant Academy.

The principal's loft at the highest point.

The vice principal, still awake late into the night, stood by the window. He watched the dark, turbulent night sky in the direction of the Back Mountain and listened to the unceasing thunder and rain, his brows slightly furrowed.

The evening wind carried rain through the window, along with a faint electric scent.

His eyes remained fixed on that dark and restless canopy of sky, carrying an inscrutable heaviness.

"The weather lately has truly been rather unsettled."

"Still, it never lasts very long each time. That really is strange."

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