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Cultivate, or not to cultivate—that was the question that troubled Mo Yu.
For this so-called Extreme Spirit Thunder Technique, truth be told, Mo Yu was reluctant to give it up. After all, a technique that could evolve into Heavenly Thunder Body was too tempting to resist.
However, despite the power of the technique, the theoretical success rate was so vague and elusive that even Mo Yu hesitated.
But Mo Yu was well aware of the strength of the Heavenly Thunder Body, so he couldn't easily abandon this opportunity.
The creator of this technique may have been just a predecessor from a lower plane, but Mo Yu knew that many exceptionally talented individuals existed in the lower planes as well. They might have been restricted by their environments, preventing them from achieving greater heights, but that didn't mean they were inferior to the geniuses of the Great Thousand Worlds.
After all, didn't Xiao Yan and Lin Dong both rise from the lower planes?
And who knows how many geniuses have appeared in the lower planes over the millennia?
In Mo Yu's eyes, although the Extreme Spirit Thunder Technique seemed mysterious, it wasn't abstract or unrealistic. The person who created this technique must have been an incredibly talented individual.
With his fingers tightly interlocked, Mo Yu's face reflected his inner turmoil, his expressions wavering between hesitation and determination.
One path was a stable road to advancement, while the other was an uncertain journey filled with darkness and fog, but with far greater rewards if successful.
"Mo Sha, Han Shuang, you two old dogs, just wait for me!" Something seemed to click in Mo Yu's mind, and the hesitation on his face faded, replaced by a hint of resoluteness.
While Tian Class techniques were formidable, they were only considered top-tier in the lower planes. For Mo Yu, his real enemies had already moved on to the Great Thousand Worlds.
In fact, Mo Yu speculated that even in the Great Thousand Worlds, the Heavenly Thunder Body was still considered a top-tier battle physique.
Given all this, why not take the gamble?
Furthermore, Mo Yu had already leaned toward cultivating the Extreme Spirit Thunder Technique. After being accustomed to the powerful physique from his previous life, it was hard to let go of that feeling now.
"If I fail, I can always turn to Xiao Yan. After all, that guy is the Child of the Plane. He shouldn't disappoint."
As the master of Xuan Lei, Mo Yu didn't face the same dangers as Xiao Yan when absorbing the Heavenly Flame. If his physique failed to evolve, at worst, he'd lose a few decades of time and have to start over.
By then, Xiao Yan should have already become the renowned Flame Emperor, and it wouldn't be disgraceful to seek refuge with his cousin.
With this thought, Mo Yu made up his mind. Extreme Spirit Thunder Technique was the best and most enticing choice for him.
Once his decision was made, Mo Yu no longer hesitated. Recalling the vast amount of information about the Extreme Spirit Thunder Technique in his mind, he sat cross-legged and began cultivating according to its methods.
In the narrow cave, Mo Yu sat motionless, transforming his dou qi with his eyes closed, like a statue.
After breaking through to the Dou Zhe level, everyone was qualified to cultivate a technique. Once the technique was cultivated, the milky white, attribute-less dou qi in the body would begin to transform into attribute-specific dou qi.
The initial transformation of dou qi didn't take long, so after just two hours, Mo Yu slowly opened his eyes.
Having cultivated the dou qi technique, Mo Yu appeared more refreshed and energetic than before. His delicate face now had a subtle, jade-like glow, making him seem full of vitality.
Blinking, Mo Yu glanced around the cave, which now seemed much brighter, and smiled faintly. He knew this enhanced perception was a result of cultivating the technique.
Mo Yu raised his fair hand, and the now light-white dou qi quickly flowed to his palm, gathering in the acupoint there.
Dou qi manifestation was only possible for a Da Dou Shi, and Mo Yu clearly hadn't reached that level yet. As a result, his dou qi didn't break through the acupoint's barrier but instead caused his pale hand to glow faintly with white light. The light resembled a flickering candle flame—not dim, but far from brilliant.
"It seems the base value of this Extreme Spirit Thunder Technique is roughly at the Xuan Class Mid-Level," Mo Yu murmured to himself as he observed the color of the dou qi in his hand.
White was the hallmark color of a Xuan Class Mid-Level thunder-attribute technique. The higher the grade of the technique, the deeper the color.
Looking at the dim white light in his palm, Mo Yu couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. "A Xuan Class Mid-Level technique may be good for others, but for me, it's practically trash."
Though he hadn't held high expectations, Mo Yu couldn't help but feel a bit let down by the grade of the technique.
For a Dou Zhe, a technique was practically a second life.
When Xiao Yan first began cultivating the Flame Mantra, it was just a Huang Class Low-Level technique, which forced him to rely heavily on Qi Recovery Pill and struggle with endurance. This was why he was so desperate for the Heavenly Flame.
Mo Yu's situation was slightly better than Xiao Yan's had been, but not by much. A Xuan Class Mid-Level technique was merely ordinary.
However, the real value of this technique lay in its ability to evolve his physique.
If the Heavenly Thunder Body succeeded in evolving, the thunder-based dou qi within him—whether in terms of quality, quantity, or performance in battle—would far surpass even Tian Class techniques.
Having possessed the Heavenly Thunder Body in his previous life, Mo Yu had absolute confidence in this.
"Now it all depends on whether this technique can succeed or not," Mo Yu sighed, musing to himself.
Meanwhile, outside, the sky had darkened, and rain began to pour down in torrents.
In the pitch-black night, heavy rain lashed the mountains, and strong winds howled through the forest. Thunder rumbled overhead, echoing through the mountain ranges, while blinding flashes of lightning illuminated the darkness.
In the cave, Mo Yu sat like a stone, unwavering. Days of continuous cultivation had left him a bit unkempt, with a faint stubble growing around his mouth.
No matter how fierce the storm raged outside, Mo Yu remained motionless, as if the end of the world wouldn't faze him.
Suddenly, a strange transformation occurred. Terrifying lightning flames ignited on Mo Yu's body, intertwining with the thunderclaps outside. The flames surged before quickly dissipating, returning to his body in a continuous cycle.
The momentum of Mo Yu's aura subtly shifted, as strands of white dou qi tinged with silver seeped into his body from the surrounding air...
As the black night passed amidst the storm's fury, the mountain forest was relentlessly battered by thunder and lightning. When dawn finally broke, and the first rays of morning light pierced through the eastern sky, the forest revealed its tattered and ravaged state.
A round sun slowly rose from the east, its warm light gently illuminating the earth, breathing new life into the forest that had been ravaged by the storm.
At that moment, Mo Yu slowly opened his eyes.
Gone was the fierce spark in his gaze, replaced by a heavy exhaustion and bloodshot eyes.
After a brief moment of recovery, Mo Yu gathered his spirit. With a thought, a stream of dou qi flowed out from the cyclone in his body.
The dou qi was no longer pure white but had transformed into a silver-white color, carrying a terrifying lightning aura.
Thunder Dou Qi!
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