Zombie World: Starting as an apprentice of the Thunder King

In the secret realm of Thunder Valley, Lin Bei is practicing the fourth and fifth forms of the Lightning Thunder Fist. He has been practicing these two forms for four whole months.

In the center of Thunder Valley, dark clouds rolled overhead, and several bolts of lightning struck down. Lin Bei was wrapped in electric light. He slowly brought his palms together and then separated them, and a lightning pillar three times thicker than before condensed between his palms.

"Fourth move, Thor's Descent!"

A bolt of lightning shot out from his palm and slammed down onto the mountain peak in front of him.

Boom!

The entire mountain shook violently, and a crater several meters wide was blasted into the summit, with rocks flying everywhere. The power of this punch was more than twice as strong as the third move, Thunderous Might.

Lin Bei withdrew his fist and stood up, looking at the mountain that had been blasted beyond recognition, and nodded in satisfaction.

"The fourth move is done, now let's try the fifth!"

He then guided the power of thunder within his body to circulate along specific meridian routes. The power of the fifth move, Thunderous Mountains and Rivers, was equally terrifying, but he had not been able to unleash it before due to insufficient cultivation.

Now that he has broken through to the mid-stage of the Mage realm, the pseudo-core in his dantian has solidified more than halfway, and the runes on the purple pseudo-core are faintly visible. His magical power is several times stronger than before.

Following the method, he drew the power of thunder from his dantian, sending it upwards along the Shaoyin meridian of the hand. When it reached the Jianjing acupoint, it suddenly split and flowed into the Taiyin and Yangming meridians of both hands.

Lin Bei's meridians were stretched to the point of bursting by the power of lightning. He gritted his teeth, and his Iron Bone Realm body withstood most of the impact. The lightning between his hands grew brighter and brighter.

"Fifth move, Thunder Shakes Mountains and Rivers!"

He threw out both fists at the same time, and two bolts of lightning shot out from his left and right palms, crashing into the mountain wall in front of him with a devastating force.

Boom!!!

The entire mountain trembled, and a crater several feet deep was blasted into the mountainside, leaving the ground dozens of feet around it scorched black!

After throwing that punch, Lin Bei's face paled slightly, nearly half of his mana was depleted, and the light of his fake core dimmed a little.

"The fifth move is too mana-consuming." He wiped the sweat from his forehead, but couldn't help but smile. "But the power is really satisfying. If this punch had hit those bastards from the Gray Family Immortals, they would probably have been in serious trouble."

He stayed in Thunder Valley for a few more days, repeatedly practicing the fifth move, Thunderous Mountains and Rivers, until he could consistently execute the punch and control his mana consumption to about 30%. Only then did he leave Thunder Valley satisfied.

As he walked out of Thunder Valley, a muffled thunderclap suddenly came from the sky. A thin bolt of lightning descended from the sky, striking him precisely three feet above his head before transforming into a golden light that merged into the top of his head.

Lin Bei trembled as a surge of information flooded his mind. After processing it, he discovered it was an insight into the Dao of Thunder. At the same time, his affinity for the power of thunder increased significantly, and the thunder imprint within his body also solidified considerably.

"Who's helping me?" Lin Bei looked up at the sky above Thunder Valley, but saw nothing but flashing lightning. After pondering for a while and still not figuring it out, he simply stopped thinking about it. "Whatever, it's not a bad thing anyway."

He strode out of Thunder Valley and began exploring other parts of the secret realm.

The underworld, the netherworld!

In a grand hall not far from the Soul-Hooking Bureau, True Immortal Chixiao was leisurely enjoying a massage from a ghost servant. He smiled as he watched Lin Bei emerge from Thunder Valley, and chuckled softly, "Little fellow, now it's up to your own destiny. Time... really isn't running out!"

"Hey, you old devil Chixiao, can't you Maoshan people just shut up for once?"

At this moment, the space inside the hall trembled, and then two figures, one in black and one in white, appeared in the hall.

"Hey, Old Black, Old White!" True Man Chixiao instantly stood up, waved his hand, and said, "Hurry up and give Seventh Master and Eighth Master a one-stop service!"

Five or six more graceful ghost servants appeared in the main hall. Seeing this, Seventh Master and Eighth Master did not refuse and lay down openly.

"Oh...you Maoshan people really know how to enjoy life, this is so comfortable!" As soon as the ghost servants started to touch him, Seventh Master exclaimed in pleasure.

"Seventh Brother, be mindful of your behavior!" Eighth Master was slightly serious, but the comfortable expression on his face betrayed him.

"Old Ghost Chixiao, your Maoshan sect has gone a bit too far lately. The Judge sent us to give you a heads-up and tell you to behave yourselves!"

True Man Chixiao narrowed his eyes slightly. It seemed that the Underworld had already noticed the changes in the mortal realm, and their methods could not be hidden from them at all.

"Don't worry, we'll know what's good for us. We from Maoshan are only thinking of our own lineage!"

"Alright, just keep that in mind!"

The three of them enjoyed the ghost servant's massage, and their moans... were absolutely ecstatic!

The secret realm is rich in spiritual energy and teeming with monsters. The spiritual herbs that people fight tooth and nail for outside are plentiful here. In the past two years, Lin Bei has explored almost every corner of the secret realm.

He once encountered a giant crimson scorpion with three hundred years of cultivation. Its stinger venom could corrode metal, yet its shell was as hard as iron.

The Lightning Thunder Fist could only inflict minor injuries on him, leaving him in a sorry state. Finally, he used a stack of Evil-Breaking Talismans to blast open the scorpion's shell and then delivered three more Lightning Thunder Fists to kill it.

The most dangerous time was with a black-scaled python that appeared to have six hundred years of cultivation, its power comparable to that of a true immortal. He almost died there.

In the end, he managed to escape only by scattering hundreds of talismans and unleashing three consecutive Thunderous Mountain and River strikes.

With each battle, Lin Bei's combat skills improved rapidly.

He had mastered all nine forms of the Demon-Slaying Sword Technique and, when combined with the Yu Step, his sword moves flowed continuously, his rhythm becoming increasingly fluid as he advanced and retreated.

The first three moves of the Thunder Sword were already mastered to perfection. Each strike unleashed a burst of lightning, its power several times stronger than when he first learned it. The only pity was that Shi Jian only taught him the first three moves; he would have to wait until he left to learn the rest of the sword techniques.

His talisman skills have also improved rapidly in the past two years.

The success rate of drawing yellow talismans has reached over 95%. Various talismans can be drawn with ease, and medium-difficulty talismans such as the evil-dispelling talisman and the demon-suppressing talisman can be drawn in batches.

It's practically a walking talisman-making machine!

During this time, Lin Bei couldn't resist the temptation and tried to draw a blue talisman, but the result was obvious: he failed.

However, Lin Bei was still happy because he had withstood the backlash from the blue talisman, which meant that his mental strength had reached the required level.

After that, he tried several more times, although the success rate was extremely low, and he might not be able to get one or two out of dozens of attempts. Fortunately, there was no shortage of materials in the secret realm, and monsters were everywhere.

However, the power of the blue lightning talismans he successfully drew surprised Lin Bei, as they were extremely effective against monsters over four hundred years old.

The only thing that he felt was holding him back was that the internal cultivation method, the Supreme Response Manual, was no longer suitable for his current level.

This cultivation method is the most basic introductory mental technique of Maoshan. It is moderate and peaceful, and suitable for laying a foundation. However, once you reach the level of a mage, the cultivation efficiency and the upper limit of magical power can no longer keep up.

Each time he cultivates, it takes him a lot of time to increase his magical power by even a little bit, which is much less efficient than when he was at the Daoist Master level.

"Once we get out, I must go and ask my grandmaster for the Shangqing Great Cave True Scripture." Lin Bei thought to himself, "That is the true sect-protecting method of Maoshan, and its cultivation speed is several times faster than the Taishang Ganying Pian."