Fights Break Sphere: Purple Thunder Emperor

Chapter 395 Never betray yourself, never betray the Way

"Rumble--"

A clap of thunder startled the group of people chatting in the guest room.

Having stayed here for several days, they naturally knew that the Zixiao Palace was often filled with the sounds of wind and thunder.

However, the room was protected by protective barriers, preventing the thunder from entering. But just now, the commotion was so great that not only could one hear the thunder, but the room itself trembled.

The two members of the Medicine Clan sniffed each other lightly, exchanged a glance, and both noticed the surprise in each other's eyes.

An eighth-grade elixir has been produced!
Whether it's Yao Ling or Yao Xingji, they are extremely familiar with Dan Lei. In the Yao Clan, this thing appears once every ten days or half a month, and they have been familiar with it since childhood.

Now, they can tell what kind of elixir has been created simply by sniffing the scent emanating from the air.

That aura just now... it was at least an eighth-grade, six-colored pill!

"Could it be that outcast from the clan?!" Yao Xingji frowned, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"It shouldn't be. We've seen Xiao Yan's alchemy skills at the Pill Gathering. Refining an eighth-grade five-colored alchemy was already barely achieved with that kind of miraculous Spirit Ascension Method. This is a six-colored alchemy. How could he have made such a breakthrough in just a few days?"

Yao Ling shook her head, got up, opened the window behind her, and looked towards the back mountain. She subconsciously wanted to extend her soul power to check the situation, but suddenly she seemed to hear Xiao Bai's domineering words from a few days ago, and her spreading soul power stopped.

After thinking it over, he ultimately decided to withdraw his soul power.

She didn't know Xiao Bai; she had only heard some things about him and the ancient clan from Lei Zhen. This person acted without any scruples, daring to even attack members of the ancient clan, let alone her, a member of the medicine clan.

The people around were confused, but Yao Xingji noticed Yao Ling's actions and his eyes darkened slightly.

"This is Danlei."

Huo Zhi came to the window and stood side by side with Yao Ling. Looking up, she finally understood why the two members of the Yao Clan were like this.

At this moment, thunderclouds gathered in the sky, and the commotion was even greater than when the Medicine Spirit refined the six-colored pill at the Pill Gathering.

"I never expected that Brother Xiao would have an alchemist of such caliber under his command!"

Hearing Huo Zhi's exclamation, Lei Zhen and the others came over, a hint of surprise in their eyes.

Don't be fooled by the fact that Yao Ling could easily refine eight-grade, six-colored pills. They all know how rare it is to find an alchemist capable of refining such pills.

Apart from the Medicine Clan, any other clan would treat an eighth-grade high-level alchemist with utmost respect.

No wonder Xiao Bai's eyes didn't show any change after he introduced the two members of the Medicine Clan, and his words weren't as polite as those of an ordinary person meeting a high-level alchemist.

"The Palace Master is refining pills again! Hurry up and let that shameless Tu Shan beat us to it last time. We can't miss it this time!"

"Slaughtering the mountain? Heh, just lucky. This time I specially prepared a voice-enhancing pill. Let's see who can beat me in a voice-splitting contest!"

"What's a voice-enhancing pill? After last time, the sonic combat techniques in the library have become highly sought after. No matter how loud your voice is, can it compare to our sonic combat techniques?"

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Lei Zhen and the others were stunned as they listened to these words and watched as countless streaks of light flashed across the sky and rushed toward the square.

"Did I hear that right? They said the Palace Master was refining pills again? Could it be Xiao Bai? But he cultivates lightning attribute!"

Hearing Lei Zhen's series of shocked questions, Huo Yang rolled his eyes and said irritably:

"If you don't know, how could we possibly know? We only found out about that guy from you!"

"Heh. I'm more curious about what these people from Zixiao Palace are fighting over? Under this thunderous power, these Dou Wang and Dou Huang level guys are flying into the sky without any scruples. Aren't they afraid of dying?"

Huo Zhi chuckled lightly, watching the crowd gathering in the square from the air. With a twist of her slender waist, she instantly disappeared from the room, clearly intending to follow the crowd to see the excitement.

The others exchanged glances and followed without hesitation. They were just killing time anyway, so they might as well watch some excitement.

A secluded stone chamber in the back mountain.

"Hehe, Brother Bai, your Zixiao Palace is really full of vitality!"

Sensing the commotion outside, Xiao Yan was taken aback for a moment, then a teasing smile appeared in his eyes. Of course, he knew why this was the case; he had been standing in front of the Wuliang Palace square when the eight-colored pill was first produced.

“!!” Xiao Bai.

He was especially speechless when he saw the few members of the Lei Yan Yao clan who appeared at the edge of the square, seemingly watching the spectacle.

However, he didn't mind these disciples' fervent attitude towards cultivation; he was happy to see it.

As his cultivation level has improved, only pill lightning of at least seventh grade can have a noticeable effect now.

The pill lightning of a six-colored pill is nothing to him, but for these disciples of Zixiao Palace, it can save many of them years of cultivation.

"Congratulations to the new pharmacist!"

Xiao Bai smiled and withdrew his gaze from the square.

"Haha, that's a great idea!" The old apothecary was taken aback for a moment upon hearing this, then burst into laughter.

Xiao Bai's meaning was clear: all the pill's energy was being distributed. This was a much bigger deal than the last time. Although the last one was eight-colored and of higher quality, the largest portion was still with Xiao Bai.

The elixir he used to revive him can benefit so many people, which is a good omen!

Of course, only Xiao Bai would dare to do this; even if others could refine pills, they wouldn't be able to do such a thing.

While the three were chatting and laughing, Dan Lei outside had completely erupted.

Dark thunderclouds rolled, and thick, six-colored bolts of lightning, like giant dragons, darted through the clouds, their violent energy pressure raging across the heavens and earth.

On the plaza, countless disciples' robes fluttered in the gale. They looked up at the sky, their eyes filled with fanaticism, as if they had no fear of the earth-shattering thunderous power.

"It's starting! Everyone get ready!" someone shouted.

"Haha, last time I obtained a bolt of lightning power, not only did my cultivation level increase greatly, but my physical body was also tempered and strengthened. This time I'm going to break through the barrier and break through to the Dou Huang realm!" Someone rubbed his hands together, his eyes gleaming.

Lei Zhen and the others stood at the edge of the square, staring in disbelief at the scene.

They had never seen such a crazy scene before—a group of Battle Kings and Battle Emperors treating the Eighth-Rank Pill Lightning as nothing, as if it were not a destructive force, but a tremendous opportunity.

"Are these people crazy?" Huo Yang swallowed hard and said incredulously.

"Hmph! A bunch of ignorant fools. Do you think they can even glimpse the Six-Colored Pill Lightning?" Yao Xingji sneered, a hint of disdain on his lips.

Do those ignorant bumpkins outside really think that this kind of Dan Lei is the same as the lightning that some of them cultivate?

Even with his four-star Dou Zun cultivation, dealing with the six-colored pill lightning would require caution and would inevitably cause trouble. How dare these Dou Wang and Dou Huang shamelessly claim to use pill lightning to temper their bodies and cultivate?
Because of a loud voice?

Or is it based on some kind of sonic fighting technique?

Huo Zhi and the others fell silent for a moment. The scene of Yao Ling receiving the Pill Lightning not long ago was still vivid in their minds. They knew they could withstand such power, but it wouldn't be easy. Even Lei Clan's Lei Zhen might be slightly better than them, but they wouldn't dare to say they could temper their bodies with the Six-Colored Pill Lightning!
However, the disciples of Zixiao Palace nearby turned around immediately upon hearing this, and were about to retort with a few words. But after seeing their appearance, they instantly recognized them and knew that they were the Palace Master's guests. So they silently swallowed the words on their lips, but glared at them fiercely.

"I'm coming!"

Just then, someone in the square shouted excitedly.

In an instant, countless eyes turned to the back mountain. Lei Zhen and the others followed their gaze and were immediately shocked.

"Boom—Crack!!!"

Above the sky, the pitch-black thunderclouds suddenly split open, and six-colored lightning poured down like a celestial river, carrying the power to destroy all things!

However, just as the thunder was about to ravage the earth—

"Boom!!!"

The entire Thunder Mountain suddenly trembled, and from the depths of the back mountain, a dazzling bolt of lightning shot into the sky, instantly transforming into a colossal thunderous hand that reached the heavens and the earth!
The giant hand was wrapped in golden-black lightning arcs, each line seemingly formed by the laws of heaven and earth. Its five fingers were spread out, even larger than the thunderclouds, like an ancient thunder god reaching out to grab the raging six-colored lightning!
“Rumble——!!!”

Thunder roared, and the heavens and earth trembled!
The six-colored lightning was gripped tightly by the giant hand, and the violent lightning struggled wildly in its palm, but it was unable to break free like a trapped beast.

"The Palace Master is truly awe-inspiring!"

A loud shout filled with fighting spirit instantly startled the stunned crowd in the square.

"Damn it! My ears! Tu Shan, you bastard, you actually used a sonic attack right next to me!"

A mournful howl interrupted the crowd that was about to join in the shouting, causing a burst of laughter.

"Haha. Not bad, not bad, all very energetic, I like them very much!" A clear, loud laugh suddenly echoed across the square.

"We pay our respects to the Palace Master!"

Upon hearing the laughter, everyone immediately fell silent. After composing themselves, they bowed and paid their respects towards the back of the mountain.

"Get up!"

Xiao Bai's voice, gentle yet tinged with authority, rang out softly:

"I have seen your fervor and dedication to cultivation, which is very good. In the path of cultivation, talent is certainly important, but perseverance and willpower are also indispensable. I hope that you will always maintain this heart toward the Dao, and live up to yourselves and the Dao!"

"We will heed the teachings of the Palace Master and live up to our own beliefs and the Way!"

The disciples of Zixiao Palace trembled slightly. They were very excited to receive the approval of the Palace Master. In an instant, their unified shouts, like a tidal wave, resounded throughout Leishan, suppressing the rolling thunder in the air.

"good!"

Xiao Bai's satisfied voice rang out, and he continued:
"Sit cross-legged and prepare to absorb the power of thunder!"

Suddenly, the giant hand clenched—

"Bang!!!"

The thunderbolts were crushed and transformed into countless tiny lightning snakes, which rained down like rain!

"Hahaha! It's here! Catch it!"

On the plaza, countless disciples of the Purple Cloud Palace roared with joy, circulating their cultivation techniques, some opening their mouths to inhale, others forming hand seals to absorb the scattered lightning power into their bodies.

"Tsk-!"

As the lightning entered their bodies, many disciples were enveloped in electric light, with fine lightning patterns appearing on their skin, and their aura surged at a visible speed!

"I've broken through! I've broken through to the Dou Huang realm!" Someone roared to the sky, his Dou Qi surging like a tide.

"My physical strength has increased by 30%! This power of thunder is truly miraculous!" Another person clenched his fist, and a faint sound of thunder could be heard in the wind from his fist.

Huo Yang and the others stood at a distance, completely stunned.

"Truly a figure who single-handedly founded a school of thought; we are far inferior to him!"

Lei Zhen regained his senses after a while. Thinking of Xiao Bai's words and actions just now, he couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly. Just a moment ago, he must have been a member of Zixiao Palace. If he had participated, he would have been excited too.

While these people were still enjoying the blessings of their ancestors and the protection of their elders, others had risen step by step from a desolate Xiao clan that had lost its bloodline to such a position.

His gaze turned toward the Thunder Clan, and he murmured softly:
"Brother Dong, you didn't lose unjustly!"

"To be true to oneself and to uphold the Way?"

Huo Yang suppressed his frivolous smile, reached out and caught a wisp of lightning power, feeling a tingling sensation in his fingertips, his tone inscrutable:
"No wonder those old fellows in the clan so highly praise Xiao Xuan from a thousand years ago; he must have been a similar figure!"

Huo Zhi and Yao Ling exchanged a glance. Although their faces were covered by veils and they could not see each other's true appearances, there seemed to be a strange light shining in their beautiful eyes.

No wonder such a person could win the heart of Gu Xun'er!

Yao Xingji's face turned slightly ashen as he stared intently at the slowly dissipating giant hand of lightning, his heart filled with turmoil.

He knew Xiao Bai was strong, but he didn't expect him to be this strong!
With just one hand, he easily crushed the six-colored lightning bolts. If that giant lightning palm had been aimed at him...
Thinking of this, he didn't dare to continue, cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and a chill ran down his spine.

"Tsk tsk."

In the quiet room behind the mountain, the old apothecary gazed at the black-robed youth calmly putting away the pills, his eyes filled with a mixture of emotion and regret.
"Xiao Bai, why didn't you become a disciple back then?"

At this moment, his regret was like a surging river. His gaze towards Xiao Yan, which had been quite satisfied, now showed some disdain.

“!!” Xiao Yan.

I shouldn't be in this cave; I should be at the bottom!
His lips twitched, and he said helplessly, "Teacher, isn't that look too hurtful? I'm an eighth-grade alchemist, after all."

The old apothecary snorted and stroked his illusory beard: "Eighth rank? Look at Xiao Bai, and what about you? Last time you were struck by the pill lightning, you almost jumped up and down!"

Xiao Yan was speechless for a moment. He couldn't help but blush when he recalled how he was chased and struck by pill lightning when he was refining an eighth-grade pill.

Upon seeing this, Xiao Bai couldn't help but laugh out loud: "If you can't even reach the level of an eighth-grade alchemist in just a few years, then there are probably very few people on the entire continent who can."

The old doctor nodded and said, "It's barely acceptable!"

Xiao Bai glanced at Xiao Yan, who was rolling his eyes wildly to the side, smiled slightly, and said nothing more.

He could naturally tell that although the old man complained, his mouth was practically stretched to his ears, clearly indicating that he was extremely satisfied with his disciple Xiao Yan.

With a flick of his sleeve, three things floated in front of him.

Seeing this, Yao Lao naturally understood Xiao Bai's meaning without him having to say anything more. He took a deep breath, put away his joking expression, and with a solemn gaze, slowly swept over the several items that emitted strong energy fluctuations.

The corpse of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion Master, the essence blood of the Eighth-Order Nine Netherworld Python, and...
The essence of a Battle Saint's bones!

(End of this chapter)