Don't Want Bi Ji (Bonus Chapter for Reader Xuan Tong)

"Perhaps I should play it safe and set up a Faraday Cage to avoid the lightning."

As long as it wasn't a million-year godhood tribulation, Qian Xunji did not fear the lightning strikes from ordinary hundred-thousand-year or beast-level tribulations.

His gaze fell upon that tiny Thunderclap Nether Vine, which was not even as tall as Klee.

It was so small and weak; if it were struck by a bolt of lightning as thick as a bowl, wouldn't it be split in two?

He only had one "One-Step Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast Cultivation Card," and only one Thunderclap Nether Vine.

He only had one chance.

He would start by rigging up a few lightning rods and grounding wires to make do.

Half a day later, the construction was complete.

Qian Xunji immediately pulled out the card and aimed it at the Thunderclap Nether Vine.

"One-Step Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast Cultivation Card, activate."

Following this, the aura emanating from the Thunderclap Nether Vine began to skyrocket.

System Appraisal.

[Race: Thunderclap Nether Vine]

[Cultivation: 300 years, 466 years, 633 years, thousand years... ten-thousand years...]

As the age of the Thunderclap Nether Vine reached ten thousand years, the already overcast sky suddenly erupted with a deafening boom.

Faster than the sound, a bolt of lightning as thick as a thumb slammed directly down.

The lightning struck Qian Xunji's body, emitting a crackling sound.

It still failed to break his defense.

The Eight Spider Lances unfurled from his back, devouring the power of the continuously descending Thunder.

In order to enjoy the taste of "Sprite" once more, the Deep Sea Demon Whale King was full of drive, going all out.

"What kind of soul beast is this? Why do I feel like the lightning coming down is no different from the tribulation a soul beast must face every hundred thousand years?"

For some reason, the Deep Sea Demon Whale King felt a chill in his heart.

As a soul beast, he should have been terrified and desperate to avoid the lightning of a heavenly tribulation.

Yet, the bamboo before him was highly abnormal, actually taking the initiative to manipulate the lightning to strike itself.

Such behavior was simply insane.

"This is the successor to the bloodline left behind by the fallen Thunder God."

"It is similar to the dragon bloodline possessed by the Azure Bull Python, the Tai Tan bloodline of the Tai Tan Giant Ape, or the Tai Tan and Ice God bloodlines of the Tai Tan Snow Demon. Analyzing the nature of its abilities, it is more akin to the Sea God Martial Soul possessed by Bo Saixi."

Upon hearing Qian Xunji's explanation, the Deep Sea Demon Whale King was greatly shocked.

The abilities of this purple-black bamboo before him were actually similar to the Sea God Martial Soul.

The Sea God Martial Soul could change the weather and control the ocean.

The Thunderclap Nether Vine could change the weather and control lightning.

As the cultivation age of the Thunderclap Nether Vine exceeded fifty thousand years, Qian Xunji's divine sense perceived that something was spying on him.

As the cultivation of the Thunderclap Nether Vine reached ninety thousand years, the bowl-thick bolts of Thunder began to strike his body, finally starting to have an effect on Qian Xunji.

He began to bristle, drawing the power of the lightning into his body.

Purging impurities from the surface, cleansing the flesh and blood.

Clearing the meridians, washing away the blockages.

Burning away internal filth, eradicating internal toxins.

Refining the bone marrow, stripping away the bone grime.

Purifying the soul in the Purple Mansion, sweeping away the heart's defilement.

After drawing the lightning into his body to wash his marrow and refine his essence, his physical body underwent a visible transformation.

Compared to before, the flow of soul power within his body became completely unobstructed.

As the impurities in his meridians were cleared, they became thicker and more resilient; he could clearly feel that his internal soul power output had increased by at least thirty percent.

This point was crucial.

A soul master's battle, simply put, was a matter of: whoever had more soul power, recovered faster, and had a higher output power, had the greater chance of winning.

"Damn it, that hurts."

When the cultivation of the Thunderclap Nether Vine reached one hundred thousand years, the purple-gold lightning as thick as a bowl descended from the sky and struck him, causing Qian Xunji to feel genuine pain.

It was almost on par with the pain he felt when Tang Chen used the Great Sumeru Hammer to perform Ring Detonation and clashed with him.

However, by gritting his teeth, he was still able to refrain from crying out.

Just as Qian Xunji continued to endure the lightning strikes, refining his Indestructible Body into what was known as the Flawless Golden Body—or in other words, a Divine Body—an accident occurred.

The dark clouds in the sky dispersed.

The void cracked open, revealing a giant eyeball.

"Successor of Asura, your goal of tempering your body has been achieved. Please leave this place."

"The hundred-thousand-year Thunderclap Nether Vine is not permitted to exist in this world."

"This is the decision of the lords of the God Realm Committee."

[Unlucky Douluo Plane Consciousness]

The System Appraisal was quite mischievous.

In this world, Tang San had not yet been born, nor had he inherited the dual god positions of the Asura God and the Sea God, let alone viewed the Douluo Plane as the Tang family's private backyard.

A Yin had not yet occupied the position at the core of life, and Tang Hao had not yet become the master of the Douluo Plane.

The current Douluo Plane Consciousness was not yet that "unlucky and miserable" fellow.

Qian Xunji acted decisively, unleashing a zero-frame Getsuga Tensho that severed the roots from the trunk as easily as harvesting leeks.

The light of the bright red hundred-thousand-year spirit ring illuminated the heavens and earth. Qian Xunji reached out, guided by his spirit power, and absorbed the spirit ring dropped by the Thunderclap Nether Vine, making it his first spirit ring.

Given his cultivation configuration, he did not need to sit and refine a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring for a long time.

With his Divine Origin Realm cultivation and the mental power of a third-tier god, he simply grabbed it, installed it, and finished with ease.

He kept the leg spirit bone that had dropped.

As for the trunk of the Thunderclap Nether Vine, he naturally let the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, who had been reduced to the spirit of the Eight Spider Lances, devour it completely.

A hundred-thousand-year Thunderclap Nether Vine had fully awakened the bloodline of the Thunder God.

Such an existence could not be wasted in the slightest.

"Lord Plane Consciousness, I did the work for you; aren't you going to give me some compensation?" Qian Xunji looked up at the giant eyeball and demanded a reward.

The Douluo Plane Consciousness wanted to erase the hundred-thousand-year Thunderclap Nether Vine, and since he had done the job, the Douluo Plane Consciousness should give him some compensation regardless.

As for how this job came about, don't ask.

If you ask, it's just that I did the job.

"..." The Douluo Plane Consciousness was speechless.

It had seen all kinds of humans, but this was the first time it had encountered one like Qian Xunji.

He caused the trouble himself, solved it himself, and then turned around to demand compensation from it.

"Successor of Asura, stop messing around. This matter was caused by you in the first place; it is only right that you solve it."

"Lord Plane Consciousness, that is where you are wrong. If I didn't do it, you would have had to. Since I did your work, isn't it only right that you give me a reward?"

Qian Xunji smiled confidently, his tone shifting: "Having more friends means more paths. If you invest in me before I inherit the Asura God position, then after I ascend to the God Realm, you will be a plane consciousness with someone on the inside."

"If anyone bullies you in the future, come find me. I will remember your kindness and help you out."

"This is called reciprocity."

The Douluo Plane Consciousness listened to Qian Xunji's words and felt it made a lot of sense.

But while it made sense, it didn't really have anything good on hand.

It understood that early investment yielded high returns.

"What do you want?"

"I want a spirit beast with a cultivation age of over one hundred thousand years and the ultimate life attribute."

"By the way, not that Emerald Swan from the Lake of Life in the Star Dou Forest."

Qian Xunji was truly afraid that if he absorbed the spirit ring and spirit bone of a brain-damaged, saintly female spirit beast, he would be infected by the "saintly virus" and end up doing a bunch of stupid things.

He instinctively loathed any fool overflowing with saintly compassion and did not want to have anything to do with them.