Chapter 46: The Thunder Art That Shatters Worldviews (Request Support)

The Jiashen Rebellion and the Eight Marvelous Techniques could bury one family and sect after another.

Even more terrifying is the mystery of immortality—anyone who obtains it will meet a dreadful end.

Unless Lu Ci had lost his mind, he would rather watch Wang Ai’s entire family die than openly interfere.

On the training ground.

He ignored Wang Ai’s promise to concede on his behalf.

Wang Bing glared at Luo Fu with a ferocious expression and said, “Boy, hand over your secrets willingly, or I’ll make Itachi understand what true regret means!”

“Is that so?” Luo Fu remained unmoved. “Then I’ll wait and see!”

The moment he finished speaking, Luo Fu formed the Yang Wu Lei Seal with one hand and the Yin Wu Lei Seal with the other.

One black, one white, crackling with lightning, they collided instantly before him, merging into a blinding thunderbolt resembling the true thunder of heaven and earth.

Amidst flashes of lightning and peals of thunder, countless serpents of lightning surged toward Wang Bing in an instant.

“That… is Lei Fa?”

“Not just Lei Fa—it’s Yang Wu Lei and Yin Wu Lei used simultaneously. How is this even possible?”

Zhang Lingyu, watching from the stands, leapt to his feet at once, desperate to jump onto the training ground and experience Luo Fu’s Lei Fa—so shocking it could shatter one’s worldview.

Yang Wu Lei draws upon the heart’s fire and lung’s metal qi, with yang qi rising first; its energy manifests as pure white electric arcs, a secret transmission of the Celestial Master’s Mansion attainable only by those who retain their virginity.

Yin Wu Lei draws upon the kidney’s water and liver’s wood qi, with yin qi rising first; its energy appears as thick, viscous black liquid, a Lei Fa practiced by those who have lost their virginity to supplement yang qi.

Neither is superior to the other; both are prerequisites for cultivating the Correct Five Thunder Method.

But Zhang Lingyu, due to a momentary lapse years ago, lost his virginity and could only cultivate Yin Wu Lei—this became his greatest inner demon.

Now, seeing Luo Fu mysteriously wield both Yin Wu Lei and Yang Wu Lei simultaneously, how could Zhang Lingyu not be stirred?

As everyone present was stunned by Luo Fu’s simultaneous display of Yang Wu Lei and Yin Wu Lei—even their fusion into the true thunder of heaven and earth—

Grand Celestial Master Zhang Zhiwei was first startled, then quickly seemed to realize something, revealing a knowing smile.

He murmured softly, “Good boy, quite clever. I almost fell for it.”

Feng Zhenghao, beside him, leaned over and asked, “Grand Celestial Master, as I understand, the Celestial Master’s Mansion’s Lei Fa: virgins cultivate Yang Wu Lei, non-virgins cultivate Yin Wu Lei—is there an exception?”

“There is no exception,” Zhang Zhiwei declared firmly.

Feng Zhenghao’s face darkened, looking as if he thought he was being mocked, and hesitated before saying, “But then—how can this Zhang Luo Fu wield both Yin and Yang Wu Lei simultaneously, even merging them into the image of heaven’s thunder?”

“This boy is just playing a trick,” Zhang Zhiwei admitted he had nearly been fooled too.

But soon he realized Luo Fu’s Lei Fa was merely an imitation; though he indeed possessed a rudimentary form of Lei Fa, the Yin Wu Lei and Yang Wu Lei he displayed were nothing more than the Tianxin Wu Lei from the thunder-struck jujube wood sword he had given Luo Fu the night before.

He combined his own rudimentary Lei Fa with the Tianxin Wu Lei on the sword to create this striking spectacle.

Unfortunately, Zhang Zhiwei did not know that his well-intentioned concealment of Luo Fu’s method—simultaneously activating Yin Wu Lei and Yang Wu Lei to summon true heavenly thunder—only made more people certain Luo Fu concealed the mystery of immortality.

Grand Celestial Master Zhang Zhiwei, unlike Wang Ai, Lu Ci, and Feng Zhenghao on the stands, had only just learned of the rumor that Luo Fu harbored the mystery of immortality.

The moment he saw the rumor, his scalp prickled.

His years of stillness nearly shattered.

The sudden familiarity of it all made him recall the scenes of the Jiashen Rebellion all over again.

Worse still, Zhang Zhiwei had no words to explain how Luo Fu had displayed Yin Wu Lei and Yang Wu Lei simultaneously—an act utterly defying reason—and even summoned true heavenly thunder.

Now, countless people were certain Luo Fu concealed the mystery of immortality.

Old Lu, old Lu—Itachi’ve really given me a colossal headache.

Zhang Zhiwei now regretted it deeply; had he known Luo Fu carried such trouble, he would never have allowed him to become Tian Jinzhong’s disciple and a registered student of Longhu Mountain.

Now, Longhu Mountain was thoroughly dragged into this bottomless pit.

During the Jiashen Rebellion, the Celestial Master’s Mansion produced one of the Thirty-Six Traitors—Zhang Huaiyi, who comprehended Qi Ti Yuanliu. Now, even worse: they had a registered disciple who carried the mystery of immortality.

Zhang Zhiwei let out a bitter laugh, knowing that even severing ties with Luo Fu would do no good now.

Especially since he had just, unconsciously, concealed the secret of Luo Fu’s simultaneous use of Yin Wu Lei and Yang Wu Lei—this unintentional act had surely cemented in countless minds the belief that Luo Fu possessed the mystery of immortality.

This tiny, innocent act had harmed not only Luo Fu but also the Celestial Master’s Mansion.

As Zhang Zhiwei lamented his mistake—

On the training ground—

The mighty Tianxin Wu Lei swept through like autumn wind clearing fallen leaves, utterly destroying Wang Bing’s Shentu.

After his technique was shattered repeatedly—

Enraged, Wang Bing recklessly began publicly performing the Eight Marvelous Technique: Ju Ling Qian Jiang.

Surrounded by chilling yin qi and demonic aura, Wang Bing’s appearance grew even more terrifying.

Gazing at Luo Sen, Wang Bing snarled, “Itachi bastard—Itachi dared shatter my Shentu! I’ll make Itachi pay with your life for this crime!”

“Ju Ling Qian Jiang?” Luo Fu said loudly. “I didn’t know the Wang family still held such a trump card. But using ghostly spirits to fight against heavenly thunder—isn’t that like a moth flying into fire?”

Before Wang Bing could act, Luo Fu repeated his trick.

With both hands, he formed the Yin Wu Lei Seal and Yang Wu Lei Seal; yin and yang clashed, and with his own lightning-based technique combined with the Tianxin Wu Lei on the thunder-struck jujube wood sword, he unleashed a stronger true heavenly thunder than before.

A dense web of lightning serpents wove together, forming a celestial net that descended upon Wang Bing like a crushing sky.

The ghosts and spirits summoned by Wang Bing’s Ju Ling Qian Jiang shattered instantly upon contact with the thunder, like red-hot irons plunged into light snow.

The yin qi of the dead and the demonic aura of the spirits vanished in an instant, obliterated by the lightning.

And Wang Bing, as the one controlling them, screamed in agony.

“Ahh… How is this possible! How?! Itachi’re just a novice who just awakened his ability—how can Itachi be my match? I was destined to stand above the clouds, looking down on Itachi all! Unforgivable!”

(End of Chapter)