"This spot will do."
After quite some time, Qin Xiao arrived at the little square he had visited during the day.
The next moment, his hands rapidly formed seals, and fierce winds sprang up.
Lightning Attraction!
This was another ability that had awakened naturally as his cultivation grew.
Of course.
The skill took far too long to prepare, so Qin Xiao had simply abandoned it in combat.
For cultivation, however, it could not have been more suitable.
Rumble...
Ten minutes or so later, a flash of lightning split the distant sky. Only then did rolling thunder follow.
"What's going on?"
"Why did the wind and thunder start out of nowhere?"
A thunderclap jolted quite a few people at Shrek Academy awake.
But.
They soon noticed something unusual.
Those blazing arcs of electricity were not spreading across the boundless sky. Instead, they were striking straight down...
"Holy shit, who is that? How many rotten things must they have done to get struck by lightning?"
Zhao Wuji, Li Yusong, and several other teachers were still in Flender's office.
With a Titled Douluo's son arriving at the academy, followed by an actual Titled Douluo, none of them could sleep.
"Heh, Old Zhao, how many rotten things did you do, then? You got struck pretty badly yourself."
After hearing Zhao Wuji's remark, Flender asked with a broad smile.
"Me?"
"How is that the same?"
A flicker of embarrassment crossed Zhao Wuji's face before he grinned. "Whatever you say, I'm still a man who fought a Titled Douluo and came out in one piece."
"Keep blowing your own trumpet. If Your Holiness the Thunder Emperor hadn't held back, you'd be racing your little buddies into your next life by now."
Flender shot him down without mercy.
"Hmph."
Zhao Wuji snorted at Flender's words and was about to retort, but then he frowned as he looked out the window. "Boss Fu, something's wrong. Look, that lightning seems to be drawn there, striking without end. Under that kind of bombardment, even a Titled Douluo would probably be blasted to nothing, not even a scrap left!"
At that, everyone began to feel that something unusual might be happening.
"Come on."
"Let's go take a look."
Flender spoke.
But Zhao Wuji said, "Boss, considering how many rotten things you usually do, I'd advise you to be careful."
Flender frowned and coldly spat out one word. "Scram."
Before long.
Flender, Zhao Wuji, Li Yusong, and the others had arrived at the edge of the square.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
Gazes so intense they seemed almost tangible shot toward the center.
They wanted to see just what creature had sinned so grievously that lightning kept striking it.
"Old friends, are my eyes playing tricks on me? There seems to be a person in the middle of the square."
The plump Shao Xin blinked his bean-sized eyes hard as he spoke uncertainly.
"It shouldn't be a person. At least, it ought not to be!"
The relatively composed Lu Qibin spoke gravely.
"Quiet!"
Flender's voice rang in their ears.
His martial soul was the Cat Owl, which gave his eyesight an extra boost. Thus, he could just barely make out the figure bathed in lightning.
It was Qin Xiao!
Flender could even see streams of electricity, like darting spirit snakes, being drawn into Qin Xiao's body with every breath.
Wouldn't he be blown to death? Flender shuddered, and cold sweat immediately broke out across his back.
Flender could not imagine how powerful someone had to be to accomplish such a feat.
"Everyone, be quiet. Your Holiness the Thunder Emperor is absorbing lightning... to cultivate."
Flender recalled what Qin Xiao had looked like just now.
Yes.
He should be cultivating, right?
"What?"
"That's His Excellency... the Thunder Emperor?"
After hearing Flender's words, Li Yusong, Shao Xin, Lu Qibin, and the others did not know what expression to wear beyond shock.
Only Zhao Wuji's lips and the corners of his eyes kept twitching.
Your Holiness the Thunder Emperor was truly extraordinary. He did not just strike others with lightning—he struck himself with it, too.
He was ruthless, with an extra stroke of ruthlessness to spare. Someone like that deserved to become a Titled Douluo.
Zhao Wuji rarely conceded to anyone, but now he had no choice but to concede to Qin Xiao.
In fact, he was not the only one shocked. Someone hidden in the shadows had also witnessed everything.
Who exactly is he? Why is he so powerful?
Even I would suffer devastating damage if I stood within that lightning.
No matter what, the black cloak could not conceal the shock on his face.
Those world-weary eyes had never witnessed such a spectacle.
Even the wielder of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul could not command this kind of Power of Thunder, surely?
"Teacher, what's going on?"
Just then, a voice sounded behind Zhao Wuji.
He turned and saw Dai Mubai, Oscar, Tang San, and the others approaching from a distance.
From the other side, Zhu Zhuqing, Xiao Wu, and Ning Rongrong were also hurrying over.
"You can watch, but don't make a sound. Think for yourselves about the consequences of interrupting Your Holiness's cultivation."
Once everyone had come up to him, Zhao Wuji gave them a stern warning.
"Teacher Zhao, what did you say?"
"You said Your Holiness is cultivating? Is Your Holiness the Thunder Emperor bathing in lightning?"
Everyone was stunned.
This...
It made absolutely no sense that he had not been struck dead.
"Would I make that up?"
"If it isn't Your Holiness the Thunder Emperor, who else do you think has that kind of power?"
Zhao Wuji snorted.
Well...
Everyone fell silent. After thinking it over carefully, they could not come up with anyone else.
"I hate to say it, but all you lot know how to do is loaf around. What time is it, and you're already asleep?"
Looking at the students in their pajamas, Zhao Wuji frowned. "Now look at Your Holiness the Thunder Emperor. He's already reached the Titled rank at eighteen, yet he still works this hard. Aren't you ashamed?"
Dai Mubai and Oscar immediately flushed red under the scolding.
Who in their right mind would spend their free time cultivating?
Wouldn't staying in instead of having fun be a waste of their glorious youth?
Tang San, meanwhile, sighed inwardly.
When it came to diligence, he believed he was no slouch.
He went to bed later than the chickens and rose earlier than they did.
But...
I'm still only a Soul Grandmaster, while he's already a Titled Douluo. Is talent really that important in this world?
Could Teacher's claim that there are no useless martial souls, only useless Soul Masters, be wrong?
At that moment, Tang San instinctively began to doubt the Soul Master theories he had studied so painstakingly for years.
Nearby, Ning Rongrong and the other two girls wore different expressions.
Ning Rongrong was shocked at first, but afterward, her eyes filled with intense curiosity.
A man shrouded in mystery held a positively irresistible allure for her.
Xiao Wu felt nothing but fear, terrified that Qin Xiao would kill her for her Soul Bone.
As for Zhu Zhuqing, her expression was complicated.
Extremely complicated.
No one knew what she was thinking.
After a very, very long time.
Just when everyone felt the thunder had battered their ears into deafness, the thunderclouds filling the sky abruptly dispersed.
Qin Xiao stood proudly in the middle of the square.
This little bit of lightning really was nothing to him. If he had to describe it...
Bathing in lightning was as simple as eating and drinking.
"Your Holiness, the Thunder Emperor."
"Your Holiness."
Respectful greetings rang out by Qin Xiao's ears, one after another.
"You can all go." Leaving them with those words, Qin Xiao turned and walked out of the square.
Dai Mubai, Oscar, and the others were just about to leave when Zhao Wuji stopped them.
"Wait. Where do you think you're going?"
"Didn't you see how diligently even someone as powerful as Your Holiness the Thunder Emperor cultivates? What right do you have not to work hard?"
Everyone was left speechless, inwardly thinking, I'm useless...
In the distance, Qin Xiao also heard Zhao Wuji's booming voice and nearly stumbled to the ground.
He really wanted to explain, Don't get the wrong idea. I'm not actually trying to cultivate diligently...
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