Devil Mountain forest…
Near the enormous White Wood tree, on top of the freshwater pond, Kent is hovering in Lotus position. His brows were knit in frustration as he focused to channel the lightning energy. He is trying to master the Lightening body spell which is the 7th stage of Storm God Tyrant Physique.
The sky above was clear, but around Kent, faint streaks of lightning danced across his ash-gray skin. His muscles twitched involuntarily, and every so often, a small arc of electricity would zap from his body, striking the water below and causing ripples to spread outwards.
It had been two days since he had begun this relentless training, and yet, despite his best efforts, Kent couldn’t get used to the sensation of lightning creeping under his skin. The lightning remained trapped within him, surging through his veins and battering his body from the inside.
His once vibrant complexion had taken on a dull, ash-gray hue, a stark reflection of the internal struggle he was enduring. Each attempt to execute the spell left him more drained, more frustrated, as he grappled with the wild energy that refused to bend to his will.
With a heavy sigh, Tang Zi, who had been observing Kent’s efforts, shook his head in silent frustration. “Something is definitely wrong with this spell,” he muttered under his breath, turning away from the pond. With a last glance at Kent, who was still floating above the water, Tang Zi left the area, leading Kent’s pets into the forest.
Tang Zi’s departure into forest is the beginning of survival torture for Kent pets. He treated them not as companions, but as war beasts. Jabil, the serpent beast suffered the most. He was pitted against wild beasts far stronger than him, each encounter leaving him more battered, more exhausted, but also more determined.
Tang Zi’s methods were ruthless, but they were meant to forge warriors, not pampered pets.
Back at the pond, Kent continued his grueling practice. His entire body felt like it was on fire, not from heat, but from the relentless lightning that refused to settle. His mind was a whirl of frustration and pain, and just as he was about to push himself into another attempt, a presence stirred within him.
Suddenly, a voice filled with anger and affection echoed in his mind. The Lust Goddess spirit, silent until now, awoke with a start, her tone akin to that of an elder scolding a child. “You stubborn boy! You’re trying to control something that’s beyond you right now! You need to use your tools properly.”
Kent blinked in surprise, his focus wavering. “What…?”
“Don’t just sit there like a fool! Use the Golden Lightning Seed on your forehead, the one you received from the Storm God’s inheritance. That’s the key to mastering this spell!” Her voice was sharp, yet laced with a caring undertone.
Realization dawned on Kent, and his eyes lit up with understanding. Of course! The Golden Lightning Seed—a potent relic that had been imprinted on his forehead—held the power to tame the very energy he was struggling with.
Without wasting another moment, Kent calmed his breathing, focusing inward. Slowly, he directed his aura towards the seed embedded in his forehead. As his aura made contact with the seed, a surge of golden light spread across his body.
His ash-gray skin shimmered, and then, in an instant, turned a brilliant gold. The electricity within him, once chaotic and uncontrollable, now flowed through him with precision and power.
The lightning, no longer a wild force within him, became an extension of his will. He could feel it in every fiber of his being, humming with energy, ready to strike at his command.
With newfound confidence, Kent allowed the lightning to course through him, gathering it at his fingertips. He raised his right hand, extending two fingers, and focused the energy there. The air around him seemed to vibrate as the golden lightning condensed, forming a concentrated stream of power.
Taking a deep breath, Kent pointed his fingers towards a distant rock formation on the other side of the pond. With a mere thought, the lightning shot out, a blinding streak that moved faster than the eye could follow.
It struck the rock with a thunderous impact, shattering it into a thousand pieces. The force of the blast sent shockwaves across the pond.
Kent hovered above the water, his heart pounding in excitement.
For the next three days, Kent remained by the pond, his body constantly surrounded by a golden aura. He practiced tirelessly, channeling the lightning through his body, refining the spell, and pushing his limits further with each attempt. His skin, once golden and glowing, now began to transform.
Veins of white lightning etched themselves across his skin, giving him an almost ethereal appearance. His pale complexion seemed to absorb the light around him, making him appear both ghostly and divine.
On the seventh day, Kent emerged from the pond area, his body moving with a fluid grace. Using the cyclone step he moved into the forest to harass the evolved beasts with a Lightning body spell.
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Grand Abode of the 9 realms association…
Jason Mama, the formidable head of the 9 Realms Association, sat near a window on the top floor that overlooked a sprawling, enchanted garden. The garden shimmered with the light of a thousand magical flora, but Jason’s gaze was distant, unfocused, as he sipped from a crystal goblet filled with age-old, precious wine.
Beside him, Ryon Lionheart, the head of the 7th Realm, sat with a relaxed demeanor, savoring the wine’s rich, complex flavors.
Ryon turned to his old friend and relative, his brows furrowing slightly as he noticed the deep lines of concern etched on Jason’s face. With a heavy sigh, he finally broke the silence.
“Why do you still look so worried? You’ve already set up everything perfectly for Simon. The boy is destined to inherit the War God’s legacy. Why bother yourself with unnecessary concerns?”
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