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The Alchemist Boy was taken aback; such a powerful electric shock had no effect on Zhao Yang, and it seemed to make him feel quite comfortable instead. It was hard to accept. Zhao Yang was a practitioner of the Dual Attribute of Wood and Electricity, specializing in electricity. While electricity was similar to thunder, it was much weaker and easier to control. One advantage of electricity was its simplicity in triggering; unlike thunder, which required immense True Qi, electricity could be stored. The Funding Gourd behind him was a magical artifact used to collect and store lightning.
Zhao Yang touched his fluffy hair, feeling pleased. In a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft, he said, "Saved me the cost of a haircut—natural ionic perm." As he spoke, Zhao Yang felt something strange; still wrapped in a towel, he curiously opened it to take a look below. He almost burst out laughing at what he saw.
"This is just too explosive... I've never seen anything like this styled into an ionic perm before. Aesthetically pleasing and unconventional, vibrant and lush, a perfect blend of softness and strength..."
Listening to Zhao Yang's endless praises made Scholar Xiu and Situ Yan want to retch.
The Alchemist Boy was completely enraged; this was blatant disrespect and insult towards him. Although he wasn't tall, the muscles accentuated by the electric light made him appear incredibly strong and explosive.
With a furious shout, the Alchemist Boy struck again. His right arm, with explosive muscle definition and countless veins bulging, transmitted immense electrical power rapidly from the base of his arm to his palm.
Crackle!
A powerful current surged through the air, sending Zhao Yang stumbling back five steps, his body tingling as smoke began to rise from him. It wasn't that he couldn't dodge; with Time Walk, he could easily evade it. However, he felt that relying too much on Time Walk would make him overly dependent on this Divine Power. More importantly, he sensed that he could absorb the weak Spirit Energy from the electric light and convert it into a trace of Chaos True Qi within himself.
Feeling his muscles slightly numb from the electric shock, Zhao Yang squinted at the Alchemist Boy and said, "You might be overdoing it a bit; if you were running a therapy clinic, you'd only be fit for an apprentice."
Having landed a hit, the Alchemist Boy ignored Zhao Yang. He pushed off the ground with great force and charged at Zhao Yang. Unflinching, Zhao Yang shouted loudly and swung his fist forward, which also crackled with electric light!
Smack!
The sound of breaking bones clearly came from the Alchemist Boy. He gritted his teeth against the pain, feeling both astonished and furious. He hadn't expected Zhao Yang's physical strength to be so formidable. After all, he was a disciple of the Inner Alchemy Room and had consumed Refining Body Pills that enhanced physical strength far beyond that of ordinary disciples. He usually had the upper hand against other Foundation Stage Disciples of similar rank but found himself countered by this Qi Refinement Stage kid who could even reflect his electrical power back at him. Breathing heavily now, countless currents crackled chaotically through the air as he unleashed his fury, summoning a bolt of electric light aimed straight at Zhao Yang.
Zhao Yang charged forward, unafraid of the electric flashes surrounding him. He even exposed his entire body to the lightning, wanting to be baptized by its power. Alchemist Boy seemed to sense something was off but couldn't believe anyone could withstand such immense electrical force. Thus, he exerted himself even more, casting his lightning techniques with fervor. It appeared to be a fierce battle, with Zhao Yang on the offensive and Alchemist Boy defending, but in reality, no one understood the situation better than Alchemist Boy himself. As a Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator, he knew that the True Qi within him was ten times that of a Qi Refinement Stage cultivator, if not more. Yet, he found himself unable to contend with a Qi Refinement Stage opponent, which filled him with frustration. The surrounding space was enveloped by his Purple Gold Gourd, crackling with electricity, making the battle advantageous for him. He had intended to end the fight quickly to prevent Zhao Yang from escaping, but now he found himself at a disadvantage.
Realizing that continuing the fight would only benefit his opponent, Alchemist Boy retreated immediately. He flew beneath the Purple Gold Gourd and summoned a thick arc of electricity that surged toward his head, enveloping him entirely and transforming him into a Lightning Man. His aura surged dramatically, becoming increasingly terrifying as the space around him crackled with energy; leaves swirled and winds howled. Scholar Xiu and Situ Yan sensed something was amiss; this level of combat was beyond their capabilities, so they warned Zhao Yang before swiftly retreating.
Zhao Yang's hair whipped back in the fierce wind as his towel fluttered wildly. However, his eyes sparkled with mischief as he looked at the Purple Gold Gourd above Alchemist Boy's head and exclaimed, "Wow, you even brought a charging battery! Impressive!"
Alchemist Boy's gaze turned sharp; his brows furrowed as he unleashed an electric sword from his mouth. Zhao Yang gasped and quickly dodged to the side but still felt the sting of the electric sword grazing him. Seizing the advantage, Alchemist Boy gathered his fingers together and pulled out an electric whip from the Purple Gold Gourd, lashing it toward Zhao Yang. The arena was filled with dazzling lights and chaotic electricity as Zhao Yang desperately dodged but still received several lashes.
"Wow, you've upgraded your tricks; now you're playing with whips!" Zhao Yang shouted as he leaped into action.
Seeing Zhao Yang flying toward him, Alchemist Boy shot out another electric sword. At that moment, the intensity of the electricity surrounding him diminished slightly. Zhao Yang took a quick step upward to evade the electric sword by six feet and then grabbed hold of the electric whip. With a powerful tug, he pulled Alchemist Boy toward him and slammed into his face.
Alchemist Boy struggled to break free; pain shot through his nose as tears involuntarily fell from his eyes. Angered, he opened his mouth again to unleash another electric sword.
Zhao Yang's hands hooked sharply toward Alchemist Boy's lower lip, yanking it down hard enough that both corners of his mouth tore slightly.
"I won't let this end easily!" Zhao Yang muttered in dissatisfaction at Alchemist Boy's performance.
This was still Zhao Yang holding back; otherwise, Alchemist Boy's entire jaw would have been torn off.
Zhao Yang flicked at Alchemist Boy's throat, sending him flying like a leaf ten yards away.
"Zhao Yang! How dare you injure Senior Brother Gao like this! If Inner Sect Elder finds out, you won't survive!" Alchemist Steward shouted angrily.
Zhao Yang turned around, looking down at the Alchemist Steward. "You've been chattering since I arrived, do you really think I wouldn't dare to kill you?" With that, he lashed out with his electric whip, sending the Alchemist Steward flying and causing the Alchemist's Chamber behind him to tremble as if it would collapse.
"Attack!" Zhao Yang commanded, adopting the demeanor of a thug. Upon hearing Zhao Yang's shout, Scholar Xiu gritted his teeth and rushed over, unleashing a flurry of punches on the Alchemist Steward, leaving him bruised and bloodied, barely recognizable even to his own mother.
This led to the tragic scene that Long Xiao Wu later witnessed.
The Alchemist Boy lay on the ground, mumbling through swollen lips, "There are always people beyond people..."
"People beyond people, heavens beyond heavens. Don't think just because you're a bit more skilled than others that you can look down on their lives and deaths. Here, you are nothing. By the way, I am that person beyond people and heaven beyond heaven. Next month when you deliver the Spiritual Pill, don't bring the Spirit Qi Pill anymore; I'm tired of it. Bring me some other flavors of Spiritual Pill instead." Zhao Yang completely cut off any chance for the Alchemist Boy to respond.
"Alright, alright, I’ll remember what you said. I will report this to the Elder."
"Someone like you can only report to others or call for your parents. There's no need to say that in front of me to show your incompetence. Get lost!"
After saying this, Zhao Yang didn't even glance back at him. He turned and kicked the Alchemist Steward, saying, "If you're not dead yet, get up and carry this Spirit Qi Pill to the woodshed in the back. And since there are still some questions I want to ask you, just because you have some power doesn't mean you can interrupt me freely; I could take your life for that."
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