Chapter 159
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Chapter 159: Divine Intent Thunder, Soul Materialization
“?!?!”
“What’s going on?”
“His wounds vanished.”
“How bizarre… such formidable power…”
The sudden healing of Mu Lin’s injuries shocked Yuhu Academy students. For the first time, they recognized his true capability.
“No wonder he became champion in that outer Taoist Palace and dares aim for the top three. The man actually has substance.”
“Clean move. Now I see why two noble ladies favor him.”
While impressed, the students still underestimated the gravity of the situation. Believing Mu Lin could only heal once, they declared confidently:
“Neat trick, but dreaming of top three with just this? Delusional.”
“Brother Lin speaks truth! Even perfect healing means nothing. Our academy’s geniuses beat him once – they’ll crush him again in the second assessment.”
“He’s no real threat.”
Their blind faith in homegrown talents kept Yuhu Academy’s mindset largely optimistic. None imagined their champions might lose – most doubted Mu Lin could even breach fifth place.
Lin Qi and Flower Xingyu shared this dismissive attitude. Viewing Mu Lin as mere honor fodder easily controlled, neither feared facing him. They even competed for leadership in handling Mu Lin’s team – the ultimate "main character doesn’t care" flex.
The only change was Flower Xingyu’s smirk now plastered on Lin Qi’s face.
“My victory, Brother Flower.”
Flower Xingyu stood speechless until finally sighing: “Miscalculation. Who’d expect a Paper Folding Secret Manual specialist like Mu Lin to dabble in body refinement? Doesn’t he fear splitting his focus?”
Lin Qi chuckled. “His divided attention isn’t our problem. What matters is I’ve won.”
Securing this honorary trophy filled Lin Qi with smug satisfaction. Though Flower Xingyu gritted his teeth, he forced grace: “Defeat acknowledged. Congratulations.”
“Hah! Your courtesy is noted.”
Flush with victory, Lin Qi turned to watch Mu Lin’s progress. Almost benevolently, he shouted encouragement:
“Keep climbing, Mu Lin! Show me your ceiling!”
…
Mu Lin didn’t hear the cheers, but his ascent continued relentless.
“BOOM!” “BOOM!” “BOOM!”
After advancing thirty meters, thunder struck down like pouring rain.
The further Mu Lin pushed forward, the denser and more fearsome the lightning became.
At thirty-six meters, the violent thunder transformed—no longer mere lightning but bolts infused with boundless heavenly wrath.
"Boom!"
Blessed by celestial will, the thunder from Radiance of Thunder Pool ravaged both flesh and spirit.
Each strike of divine thunder shattered Mu Lin’s scales, seared his flesh with electric currents, and charred his skin. Simultaneously, lightning crackled through his sea of consciousness as thunderous roars shook his Mind Image world.
"Boom!"
The deafening detonation made his mental realm tremble as if crumbling. The lightning’s destructive force threatened to obliterate everything.
"Boom!"
Countless visualized houses in his Mind Image world disintegrated. A corner of the city god’s temple collapsed into rubble. Even his mental projections shattered under the thunder’s fury.
This revealed the true horror of Radiance Thunder. Yet Mu Lin discovered unexpected gains.
Thunder—heaven’s authority—held not just annihilation but also vitality. The Radiance of Thunder Pool, reshaped by the True Lord’s power, channeled equal measures of destruction and rebirth.
Each time lightning ravaged Mu Lin’s body, revitalizing energy followed, mending him stronger than before. This cycle repeated for both his flesh and soul—with greater benefits for the latter.
Closing his eyes to meditate, Mu Lin saw vast emptiness where thunder had purged his Mind Image illusions. But scattered through the void glimmered points of solidified soul-light.
"Materialized soul-light… The thunder transforms illusions into reality?!"
Mu Lin drew a sharp breath, exhilaration surging through him. Materialization meant his projections no longer feared sunlight or lightning—mere surface advantages. The true prize lay in their newfound independence.
Previously, his bustling Mind Image world relied entirely on his mental energy—except for two entities. The city god’s manifestation, acknowledged by Will of Humanity, stood as rare fortune. The little girl who sells matches, invasive strange powers from forbidden burial grounds, required constant suppression despite being tangible.
Now, thunder-forged soul-lights changed everything. These solidified projections existed independently, even cultivating on their own. More crucially, their growth directly strengthened Mu Lin’s soul.
"My soul isn’t just dual-core now." Mu Lin marveled. "If my spirit is the sun, these are newborn stars. Thousands of such lights—no longer a single dragon bone propping up my mental world, but countless pillars supporting an entire universe!"
Joy threatened to split his face. But his meditative pause made observing Taoist Palace students misinterpret his situation. Yuhu Academy disciples knew thunder at thirty-six meters attacked souls—protection harder than bodily defense. They assumed Mu Lin’s halted steps meant spiritual injury.
But reality… was it truly so?
