'I wonder if my current Physical Strength is enough to withstand the edge of the Thunder Pool?'
Ye Wushuang considered his options. He knew he couldn't enter the center or the depths of the Thunder Pool. But with the heaven-defying physique from his Heaven-Devouring Dragon Technique, plus his familiarity and adaptation to Thunder Power, he figured the edge of the pool, where the lightning was sparser, might work as a place to cultivate.
With this in mind, he pushed his Heaven-Devouring Dragon Technique to its limit and extended a foot, stepping into the edge of the Thunder Pool.
"Brother Ye, you're insane!"
Qiu Mo's pupils shrank. He let out a horrified shout and prepared to rush forward and pull Ye Wushuang back, but before he could act, Ye Wushuang was already engulfed by lightning.
Countless bolts of lightning crackled and exploded against Ye Wushuang's body.
PFFT!
PFFT!
Under the bombardment, Ye Wushuang was instantly spitting out mouthfuls of fresh blood, making the two people watching him tremble with fear.
But Ye Wushuang didn't retreat. He knew that as long as he wasn't dead, his theory was correct. Besides, the Heaven-Devouring Dragon Technique was already showing him its benefits. His Cultivation was rapidly increasing as he devoured the pure Power of thunder and lightning.
"Insane! Ye Wushuang, you're a madman."
Staring at Ye Wushuang standing at the edge of the Thunder Pool, Qiu Mo found it hard to accept this reckless cultivation method. It was completely suicidal—definitely the method of a madman.
'This madman... he even tempers his body under a waterfall!'
Yangg Qing'er thought to herself. However, seeing that Ye Wushuang wasn't in any immediate danger, she quietly sighed in relief.
"Brother Qiu, I'm going to cultivate. Can you stand guard outside for me for a while?" Ye Wushuang shouted to Qiu Mo while enduring the bombardment of lightning.
"You madman!" Qiu Mo couldn't help but curse again. Ye Wushuang had shown him what it truly meant to risk one's life to cultivate. This was literally putting his life on the line.
'A madman? Maybe I am.'
Ye Wushuang gave a bitter smile. 'Who the fuck would want to cultivate like this? I wasn't born with a silver spoon in my mouth, I don't have a powerful backer, and I certainly don't have enough Cultivation Resources.'
'All I have is the constant threat of being killed. If I don't risk it all like this, how can I survive?'
CRACK!
Without a glance at Qiu Mo, Ye Wushuang sat cross-legged at the edge of the Thunder Pool. Lightning crackled and exploded against his body, splitting his skin and tearing his flesh. Shockingly, it even gave off the scent of roasting meat.
With a series of muffled groans, Ye Wushuang also spat out streams of fresh blood.
"Damn it, this really hurts!" Ye Wushuang spat out a mouthful of blood, his face contorted in agony.
Yangg Qing'er, also standing guard nearby, clenched her delicate fists as tears welled up in her eyes. Having been by Ye Wushuang's side for so long, she was the only one who knew why he was doing this.
It was all for one simple reason: to survive!
She remembered when she was with Dii Qingxue. Under Dii Qingxue's protection, she had enjoyed safety and respect. But Ye Wushuang had none of that—only the danger of being killed.
To avoid being killed, the man before her was cultivating with all his might. Who else could endure such a life-risking method?
She couldn't think of a single person she knew who could. Not in the entire Ancient Spirit Sect, not even in the entire Endless Wilderness.
Gazing at that resolute face, Yangg Qing'er deeply imprinted the sight into her heart.
Meanwhile, Ye Wushuang forgot everything, casting aside all external distractions. The Heaven-Devouring Dragon Technique frantically absorbed the lightning, and the devouring vortexes in his palms plundered everything, converting it into power for his body.
HUMMMMM!
Suddenly, something in the center of the Thunder Pool seemed to have been triggered, and it began to vibrate. A violent surge of lightning rushed toward Ye Wushuang's back, striking him so hard that he lurched forward and his devouring process stalled for a moment.
Ye Wushuang's brow furrowed. Sensing a disturbance in the center of the Thunder Pool, he prepared to retreat.
SHIIING!
Suddenly, something shot up from the center of the Thunder Pool. A sound that tore through the air exploded, and a silvery-white light shot toward Ye Wushuang.
Ye Wushuang turned to look, his face falling. Before he could retreat, a violent bolt of lightning suddenly struck him, causing an arrow of blood to spray from his mouth.
The silvery-white light pierced through the spray of blood, absorbed it, and then shot through the air into Ye Wushuang's body.
"Brother Ye!"
Yangg Qing'er also noticed the sudden change and rushed forward anxiously.
"Stay back! I'm fine!" Ye Wushuang's eyes snapped open, a flash of electricity in their depths. He stopped Yangg Qing'er before immediately closing his eyes again.
Quickly, his consciousness entered the True Dragon Space within the Chaos Dragon Tomb to investigate that mysterious ray of light.
There, a token wreathed in lightning hovered in the air. It was forged from an unknown silvery-white metal and was twice the size of an adult's palm. On its surface, dozens of Inscriptions flickered.
'One Inscription means it's a First-Grade Spiritual Artifact, and nine Inscriptions means it's a Ninth-Grade Spiritual Artifact. More than nine Inscriptions... could it be...?'
"A Spirit Communication Treasure!"
Ye Wushuang's heart pounded in utter shock.
VMMMM!
The moment Ye Wushuang's consciousness appeared, the Token suddenly began to vibrate. An unfamiliar stream of information abruptly flooded into his mind.
"Evil Moon Thunder Order!"
This information unfolded in Ye Wushuang's mind.
The Evil Moon Thunder Order was the Sect Master's token of the Evil Moon Thunder Sect, a Major Sect in the Endless Wilderness a thousand years ago. It had been possessed by the hegemon of his generation, the Evil Moon Thunder Monarch.
The Evil Moon Thunder Order was not only a Sect Master's token but also a powerful Spirit Communication Treasure. It served as a storage space and could also absorb the Power of thunder and lightning to unleash terrifying thunderbolt attacks.
A thousand years ago, the Evil Moon Thunder Monarch, Sect Master of the Evil Moon Thunder Sect, relied on his strength at the Ninth Layer of the Yin Yang Realm to summon the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder and slay a Supreme Great Power at the Nirvana Realm. His power was incomparably terrifying.
After processing this information, Ye Wushuang was even more stunned. The Cultivation Realms were divided into the Body Tempering Realm, Qi Vortex Realm, True Essence Realm, Spiritual Spring Realm, Yin Yang Realm, and Nirvana Realm.
The Nirvana Realm was the peak of existence in the Grand Emperor Domain. Yet the Evil Moon Thunder Monarch had actually used the Evil Moon Thunder Order to kill a peak existence. It was an unbelievably, almost taboo, level of power.
As for the Evil Moon Thunder Sect, he had actually heard of it before; it was considered a first-rate power among the many sects in the Endless Wilderness. Ye Wushuang never expected that he would not only obtain the Evil Moon Thunder Order but that it would also unintentionally acknowledge him as its master just now.
"A Spirit Communication Treasure! Hahaha, to think that I, Ye Wushuang, finally have a powerful weapon of my own!"
Gazing at the Evil Moon Thunder Order, Ye Wushuang's heart was flooded with ecstasy. With a single thought, countless rays of light shot out from within the token.
"Second Grade Body Tempering Pills, Third-Grade True Essence Pills, Purifying Void Pills, Fourth-Grade Beauty Pills, Fifth-Grade Nourishing Yuan Pills, Seven Treasures Celestial Spirit Pills..."
"First-Level Spiritual Medicine Blood Coagulation Grass, Third-Level Nine-Tailed Dragon Kui Flower, Fourth-Level Phoenix Fire Spirit Fruit..."
Ray after ray of light landed in the True Dragon Space, finally revealing their original forms. There were countless Spiritual Medicines and Elixirs, some low-grade, but also Fifth and Sixth-Grade Spiritual Medicines and Spirit Pills.
A single True Essence Pill was already precious, yet the Evil Moon Thunder Order contained dozens of bottles, the vast majority of which were Fifth and Sixth-Grade Spirit Pills. They included not only healing Elixirs but also Elixirs for increasing one's Cultivation. One could only imagine how precious they were.
'I've hit the jackpot!'
Looking at the countless Spirit Pills in the True Dragon Space, Ye Wushuang laughed heartily. Although he hadn't yet broken through to the Spirit Communication Realm from the Body Tempering Ninth Layer, he had struck it rich by obtaining all these Spirit Pills and Spiritual Medicines.
The Spirit Pills could be directly refined. As for the Spiritual Medicines, he could refine them into pills when he had the chance. These were the Cultivation Resources everyone coveted!
This fortune was simply immense and incredibly precious!
VMMMM!
Just as Ye Wushuang was rejoicing, a sudden change occurred. A terrifying beam of lightning erupted from the Evil Moon Thunder Order and struck his consciousness.