In this bizarre world, I can extract supernatural powers.

The sound of the wind outside the window gradually subsided.

A dark cloud obscured the moonlight, and the mottled walls instantly darkened, as if they had been covered with a black cloth.

Xu Bai sat on the recliner, playing with a small wooden sword in his left hand, but his gaze was fixed on the empty space in front of him, as if something there was attracting him.

Before my eyes, the smoke twisted like a snake, and in the time it took to breathe, it transformed into new words.

In your first year, you attempted to cultivate the Yin Wood Thunder Sword Technique, but unfortunately, due to insufficient talent, you failed.

The following year, you went up the mountain in search of a shady tree. During a torrential downpour, you saw a flash of lightning strike a locust tree.

In the tenth year, you gained a new understanding of the Yin Wood Thunder Sword Technique by using the Yin Wood formed from lightning.

[In your thirtieth year, you are now able to conjure the phenomenon of lightning serpents without relying on Yin Wood.]

[In the fiftieth year, you sat alone under a locust tree during a thunderstorm, pointing your sword to the sky and drawing lightning into your body, thus mastering the Yin Wood Thunder Sword Technique.]

The smoke suddenly dissipated before our eyes.

A series of illusions surfaced in Xu Bai's mind.

Sometimes he would sit listlessly under a locust tree, and sometimes he would raise his sword and point it at the sky.

When all illusions dissipate like smoke and dust, a flood of information rushes into the mind.

【Yin Wood Thunder Sword Technique (Mastery)】

Xu Bai took a deep breath and shook his slightly groggy mind.

The fifty-year lifespan made it seem as if he had truly cultivated the Yin Wood Thunder Sword Technique for fifty years.

"I was just a little short of perfecting the Yin Wood Thunder Sword Technique, but unfortunately, I don't have enough lifespan."

Xu Bai shook his head slightly and casually placed the Yin Wood Thunder Sword Technique aside.

At the same time, Xu Bai raised his finger.

A glint of electricity appeared at his fingertips, moving like a serpent, filled with a chilling aura.

Once mastered, the Yin Wood Thunder Sword Technique no longer requires a wooden sword as its medium.

He can use his fingers as swords to unleash the Thunder Technique, and with even greater power.

In addition, there were other gains.

Xu Bai closed his eyes and focused his mind, feeling the flow of true qi within his body.

At this moment, true qi filled his right arm completely, and it was beginning to spread towards his left arm.

He could feel that when he used the Yin Wood Thunder Sword Technique with his right hand, it was more powerful than with his left.

"Is the flow of vital energy smoother in the right arm?"

Xu Bai withdrew the lightning from his fingertips, thinking to himself, "Could this be related to the Transcendent Realm?"

He had no clues or relevant information.

Everything depends on your own guesswork.

After thinking for a moment, Xu Bai stopped thinking about it.

It was already late, and the gloom outside the window, like an underground river, enveloped the entire street.

Today was quite thrilling. From the moment Mr. Liu appeared to the moment the conflict broke out, it all happened in an instant.

Although Xu Bai was well-prepared, he was still quite mentally exhausted.

Lying in bed, looking at the spider webs on the ceiling, Xu Bai soon fell into a deep sleep.

……

The next day.

Sunlight pierced through the clouds, sweeping away the darkness like a sword.

The first rooster crow, like the morning bell, instantly dispelled the chill of the night.

As people gradually woke up, the streets seemed to come alive, slowly regaining their local character.

Xu Bai slowly woke up, and with the circulation of his true qi, his energy had been restored to normal.

"squeak……"

When the door opened, Zhao Erniu walked out with dark circles under his eyes.

"Good morning, shopkeeper."

He barely slept a wink last night after what happened.

Xu Bai raised his hand and pointed to the window.

"Fix the window."

The task of repairing the windows was naturally left to the carpenter.

Zhao Erniu nodded hurriedly.

He was terrified that the shopkeeper would fire him.

After witnessing the shopkeeper's extraordinary power last night, he felt much safer staying by the shopkeeper's side.

Xu Bai didn't say anything more and went out onto the street.

The noise gradually approached, calming Xu Bai down a bit.

He randomly picked a stall and ordered breakfast.

Xu Bai's breakfast was always simple: a few steamed buns, a bowl of porridge, and a dish of pickled vegetables.

He loves the atmosphere of the streets and enjoys eating while sitting on the street, surrounded by that atmosphere.

The night before had been extremely taxing, and not much time had passed by the time Xu Bai finished breakfast.

Xu Bai paid for the meal and headed towards the coffin shop.

When Xu Bai arrived at the coffin shop, he paused slightly.

Generally, few people approach a coffin shop like this, so the area around the shop is quite quiet.

But at this very moment, Zhao Erniu, holding a broom, was trembling as he shouted loudly at the person in front of him.

Not far ahead, an elderly man in a white Taoist robe stood smiling.

The old man had a copper coin sword hanging from his waist, and his face was full of wrinkles when he smiled, like the trunk of an old tree.

When Zhao Erniu saw Xu Bai, he stretched his neck and shouted.

"Shopkeeper, he's that old Taoist priest from the Liu family!"

The old man turned his head, a strange light flashing in his eyes, like the deep darkness of night.

Xu Bai frowned, and as he circulated his true qi, an electric current flashed through his right palm, which was hidden in his sleeve.

He learned from Constable Chen that the old Taoist priest was very likely connected with the Tianxin Sect.

And since he killed the strange creature created by the Tianxin Sect, the Tianxin Sect will certainly not let this go.

Xu Bai just didn't expect it to happen so quickly.

The old Taoist priest gave a sinister smile: "Shopkeeper, do you intend to make a move here?"

Several women avoided the coffin shop from a distance.

But even though they were far apart, they didn't leave this street.

Xu Bai did not answer, but after scanning the old Taoist priest up and down, he raised an eyebrow and said.

"Draw a path."

The old Taoist priest slowly stepped into the coffin shop.

"Then come in and talk."

Xu Bai pondered for a moment, then approached Zhao Erniu and gave him a wink.

Zhao Erniu quickly realized what was happening, threw down the broom in his hand, and hurried away from the coffin shop.

The old Taoist priest sat inside the room and did not stop them, but simply stared at the oil lamp on the table.

"Shopkeeper, come in."

Xu Bai raised an eyebrow slightly and stepped into the coffin shop.

As soon as they stepped inside, the old Taoist priest turned around.

The flame and shadow of the oil lamp intertwined, reflecting on the old Taoist's face, making his features resemble those of a night owl.

Whether it was an illusion or not, Xu Bai felt that the old Taoist priest in front of him didn't seem like a human being.

"You killed my carefully orchestrated scheme."

The old Taoist priest gripped the table with his fingers, and said ominously, "How should this matter be resolved?"

Xu Bai rolled up his sleeves.

"He wants to kill me, so am I not allowed to kill him?"

"How do you want to end this?"

"clang!"

A crisp sound rang out.

The old Taoist priest threw a dagger on the ground.

"You killed the monster, so you'll become the monster."

The old Taoist priest slowly rose to his feet.

"Take your own life to avoid suffering."

Xu Bai sneered, "How about I make a suggestion?"

The old Taoist priest raised his eyes and said, "Speak."

Xu Bai raised his right hand and touched the old Taoist's forehead.

"If you die, then this matter is over."

Lightning bursts forth from fingertips.

A deep blue lightning serpent pierced the darkness and attacked the old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest did not dodge, allowing the lightning to strike him.

The next moment, a burnt smell wafted out.

Xu Bai frowned and looked over, noticing a wisp of fire appearing between the old Taoist's eyebrows.

"Paper dolls?"

Under the lightning, the old Taoist priest's face turned ashen white.

The old, faded Taoist robes were also turned into white paper.

The old Taoist priest's eyes were cold, and he spoke with a sinister laugh.