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Zhong Kui's Diary
After the special Lightning Magic merged with lightning, the sensation throughout my body was simply unbelievable! It felt like downing a bottle of ice-cold beer in the scorching summer or chewing on steaming lamb stew in the harsh winter… That delightful feeling made me feel completely relaxed, and I couldn't help but close my eyes to savor it.
“Zhong Boss! What do you want to do?” A terrified shout from Shen Sipan broke my reverie.
“What?” I opened my eyes and realized I was sprawled on top of Shen Sipan, in a rather awkward position… Uh, I must have been relishing that comfortable feeling, and I probably had a wicked expression on my face.
Damn, he can't possibly think I'm gay, right?
I quickly got up, spat twice, and cursed, “Do you know I just saved your life?”
Shen Sipan nodded vigorously, “I know, I know, but… does that mean I have to offer myself to you?”
Feeling a wave of frustration, I ignored him and looked up; there was still a faint red glow shimmering above, seemingly brewing the next round of lightning.
After cursing under my breath and thinking for a moment, I spread my legs and motioned for Shen Sipan to crouch beneath me.
Shen Sipan frowned and said, “Zhong Boss, although you saved my life, you can't insult me like this.”
“Insult your sister!” I immediately got angry. “Only by hiding under me can I help you withstand all the lightning. Who knows what sins you've committed for the lightning to keep targeting you?”
“What do you mean it's targeting me? You're not afraid of lightning; they naturally avoid you!” Shen Sipan retorted.
Uh, that seems to make sense. I paused for a moment, just as I was about to say something else when suddenly there was a loud crack, and a bolt of lightning as thick as a water barrel struck down.
With a scream, Shen Sipan rolled under me, curling up and covering his head.
I didn't have time to mock him; instead, I activated Lightning Magic in my right palm, raised my right hand, and pointed at the bolt of lightning.
If there were a Camera, my pose of covering my face with one hand would definitely look cool.
Click!
When the lightning struck my right palm, a tremendous force surged through me, and I was instantly knocked over by the strike. Fortunately, the lightning, as thick as a water barrel, was completely assimilated and absorbed by the Lightning Magic within my body.
I felt that the Lightning Magic had become much more abundant after absorbing this bolt of lightning. If the original magical power was like a trickling stream, now... well, okay, it was still a stream, but the flow had increased significantly. To put it metaphorically, it was like the stream after a heavy rain.
However, because of this, the Lightning Magic in my body had already returned to its state before the Book of Life and Death entered me.
Wow, what a great boost.
I rolled over and got up, spitting out some dirt from my mouth. I shouted loudly, "Come on! Come on! You bastard, if you have the guts, strike me again!"
It seemed that I had angered it; the sky turned an even darker red. With crackling sounds, two more bolts of lightning as thick as water barrels struck down. I sneered coldly, lowered my stance, and filled my palms with Thunder Element magic power, meeting the lightning head-on.
This time, since I was prepared, the two bolts of lightning did not knock me over. The Lightning Magic within me surged like a thirsty farmer seeing a strong man; it eagerly dragged the lightning into its grasp and subdued it after a thorough beating.
At this moment, my Lightning Magic skyrocketed from a stream to a river.
"Come on! Let me enjoy this!" I shouted hoarsely like an unsatisfied woman.
Crackle!
Lightning came at me one after another, and I absorbed them one by one.
I don't know how long it lasted, but after absorbing a bolt of lightning about two meters in diameter, no more lightning came down. The dark red in the sky disappeared and returned to darkness.
Feeling around, I sensed that the Lightning Magic within me was like an immense ocean with no visible borders. Hahaha, now my magical power truly seemed unfathomable.
Unable to resist the urge, I casually unleashed a Nine Divine Thunder. With a crackling sound, a five-meter-wide bolt of lightning suddenly formed in the air and crashed down onto the earth mound, reducing the mound by half within a hundred-meter radius.
Wow, this is incredible! I wonder if I can take on Jin Manyuan?
Thinking about this made my heart race with excitement. I quickly took out a Mysterious Realm Golden Sphere. Upon entering, I called out loudly for Wind Rooster in the Wind Sweeping the Remnants of Clouds Realm.
"What’s wrong?" Wind Rooster asked, sounding somewhat bewildered, as if unable to comprehend my overwhelming excitement. "Did you step in something? Why so happy?"
I recounted what had just happened and asked, "With my current strength, should I be able to challenge that Soul Level expert Jin Manyuan?"
Wind Rooster was initially astonished and then clicked its tongue in amazement before shaking its head. "Master, I've told you before that your magical power is already at its peak. However, you lack Spell proficiency!"
"What do you mean?" I asked, puzzled.
"Well... how should I explain this... Do you know Li Longmo?" Wind Rooster chuckled.
"Of course! The representative of Chinese Kung Fu!" I nodded.
"He can defeat those burly foreign wrestlers not through sheer strength but through skill," Wind Rooster coughed lightly. "Right now, you're like those foreign wrestlers—strong but lacking in combat techniques."
"…"
I was at a loss for words. Upon reflection, it seemed to make sense. Take Yun Zhihan, for example; his magical power could condense into a Hellfire Tiger. Meanwhile, people like Ji Wuyuan could manifest their magical power into various spirit beasts like the red Vermilion Bird, purple giant python, Unicorn Beast, and Two-Headed Tiger, executing various combat moves. Even Kong Xuan could remotely control his magical power to attack opponents.
"Of course, your enhanced magical power is a good thing. At least if another underwater monster appears, you won't have to worry about handling it," Wind Rooster comforted me. "That move of yours, 'I'll punch you to death,' should be much more powerful now."
"Come on, let's give it a try!" I said with a smile as I flexed my wrist.
As Wind Rooster once again conjured a castle, I activated my Spell, shouting loudly: "I'll punch you to death!"
With a loud bang, my fist struck the castle wall, but the fortress was neither shattered nor toppled by my blow; in fact, it didn't even tremble. Just like last time, only a few cracks erupted along my fist's impact point, though this time the cracks extended about a meter further than before.
"How is this possible? Only this little progress?" I said incredulously.
Wind Rooster hesitated for a moment and suggested, "Why not try a different Thunderous Strike?"
I nodded, prepared the Spell, and raised my right hand to unleash the Thunderous Strike.
This Thunderous Strike was different from the previous one; there were significantly fewer lightning bolts in the air compared to before. The original Thunderous Strike had tens of thousands of lightning bolts as thick as water barrels, but now the number had decreased to several hundred, with each bolt being two or three meters in diameter.
When these bolts of lightning struck the castle, there was a tremendous explosion, and the fortress was instantly reduced to fragments.
"Oh my goodness!" Wind Rooster couldn't help but express his surprise.
"Damn!" I exclaimed in astonishment. "What happened? Why is the power of Thunderous Strike so much **?"
"I understand now," Wind Rooster explained. "Your Kill You Divine Skill is composed of five different energies. Its power depends on the combined level of those five energies. Do you know about the shortboard effect? A barrel can hold as much water as its shortest plank allows." Wind Rooster summarized with a smile: "So even if your Lightning Magic increases significantly, your Kill You Divine Skill won't progress much."
That seemed to make some sense.
After pondering for a moment, I asked, "If I rush over to absorb energy whenever I see lightning, will my Lightning Magic keep increasing until the last bolt is tens of thousands of meters wide?"
Wind Rooster laughed heartily: "A lightning bolt tens of thousands of meters wide? Even Judgment of Life and Death would be blown to pieces! Hahaha, master, you're really something! Just rushing into any lightning you see—are you trying to get struck by it? Hahaha." Noticing my disapproving look, Wind Rooster quickly corrected himself: "I'm not joking anymore. The Lightning Magic within you has already reached its limit. Even if you stood in lightning for ten or eight years, it wouldn't increase your magical power any further."
No wonder when the last bolt struck me, I felt that the energy absorbed wasn't much; so that's how it was.
Now that I understood what was going on, I turned to leave but asked one last question: "By the way, Ice Pop taught me a mantra for compressing magical power. Do you know this mantra?"
Wind Rooster replied with a smile: "This kind of universal Spell, we all know it."
"Let me ask you, can you compress Nine Divine Thunder to the thickness of a chopstick while still maintaining such power?" I said with frustration. "You know, I live in the human world, and if I casually unleash lightning with a five-meter diameter, I'll definitely be captured by Scientists for experiments!"
"Of course, but the power will definitely be reduced!" Wind Rooster pondered for a moment. "If a five-meter diameter lightning bolt is compressed to the thickness of a chopstick, its power might only be one-third of the original. Hey, didn't you learn the compression mantra? Why are you still asking this question?"
I recited the mantra that Ice Cream had taught me to Wind Rooster. After listening, Wind Rooster chuckled in disbelief. "This simplified mantra that Ice Cream taught you? Here, let me give you the complete version."
After learning the complete mantra and experimenting with it, I found that I could indeed adjust the shape and power of Nine Divine Thunder.
Overjoyed, I quickly returned to the mound.
Not wanting to explain anything to Shen Sipan, I called him to follow me to the center of the mound.
Shen Sipan was very proactive; after confirming my location, he asked for the Iron Shovel and immediately started digging.
I lit a cigarette nearby and had just taken two puffs when I heard a clang. Leaning over to take a look, I saw that Shen Sipan had dug less than a foot deep and had already uncovered a Metal Plate.
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