CHAPTER 275: CHAPTER 275: LIGHTNING, YOU WANT TO EAT IT TOO?

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After taking that first thunderous strike head-on, Wei Yang took a slow breath, steadying his slightly unsettled dou qi.

He clenched his fist, swept his gaze across the cliff top—now ravaged and battered by the residual shockwaves—then raised his head to look once more at the black clouds overhead and grinned.

"Pill Lightning? I thought it was something terrifying. Gave me quite the scare for nothing! So this is all there is?"

As if provoked by Wei Yang’s taunt, the dark clouds began churning even more violently, as though they had been enraged.

Moments later, Zzzzt!—another bolt cracked out, this one twice as thick as the last. It tore from the storm clouds like a silver dragon, streaking toward the earth with a furious roar.

In response—

"Haha!" Wei Yang laughed heartily. As he casually took a few steps back, he raised a finger and pointed upward. "Du Jiao, go!"

ROAR!

A thunderous beastly roar echoed.

BOOM!

The One-Horned Purple Scale Python stomped down with both feet, the ground fracturing beneath it like a spiderweb. Its massive body shot upward like a cannonball, charging straight toward the falling bolt of lightning. A fist slammed out.

The air cannon it launched collided directly with the incoming thunderbolt.

BOOOM—!

A massive flash of silver exploded across the sky like a firework, the light blinding.

The air cannon dispersed in the same instant.

Yet even after the explosion, a dimmed but still potent remnant of the silver lightning continued its descent, stubbornly surging toward the beast.

But the One-Horned Purple Scale Python did not flinch. With no hesitation, it raised its other fist and struck again—this time directly with its flesh and blood, meeting the lightning head-on without any defense.

With an earth-shaking blast, the thunderbolt was annihilated.

But the beast was sent crashing downward like a bolt of living lightning, its body now wrapped in arcs of electricity as it plummeted from the sky.

BOOM!

Its feet landed first, smashing into the cliff and creating a massive crater. Shards of stone blasted outward, followed by a shockwave that surged in all directions, cloaked in dust.

Wei Yang flicked his sleeve, effortlessly dispersing the debris and energy that came his way.

He looked toward the pit and saw the One-Horned Purple Scale Python half-squatting at the bottom, its massive body twitching as countless tiny arcs of silver lightning—like slithering snakes—crawled and danced across its skin.

The beast looked like a walking lightning rod.

"Hey, Du Jiao! Are you okay down there?" Wei Yang raised a brow and barked, "If not, just step back—I’ll handle the rest myself."

"You idiot, who told you to tank it head-on with your body?! Are you stupid? That’s lightning, destruction incarnate! Do you think your flesh and blood can resist it?!"

The beast slowly rose to its feet. Though its massive body still flickered with electric light, it stood tall.

Then it opened its mouth. Its voice was dull and clumsy, but for once, there was a trace of stubbornness in its tone. In a muffled voice, it replied:

"Reporting... master... I-I can. I feel... taking it... is good for me."

"Oh? Good for you?" Wei Yang raised an eyebrow in surprise.

Looking closer, he realized with shock that the beast’s body was absorbing the lightning. The silver arcs coursing across its body were slowly sinking into its skin!

That’s the power of thunder... it’s absorbing it?!

"You... you’re trying to use the lightning to temper your body?!" Wei Yang’s eyes widened in disbelief.

"Yes." The beast nodded.

"You—you’re really that reckless?! Be careful, don’t push too hard. That’s the wrath of heaven you’re dealing with!"

"Okay," the beast nodded again, curt and unwavering.

Just then—

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

After those two bolts were taken head-on, the black clouds grew even more furious.

Silver light surged within the storm. One after another, countless bolts of lightning burst free like a swarm of silver pythons. They tore through the sky, roaring downward—all targeting the One-Horned Purple Scale Python.

The beast tilted its head back, gazing up at the rain of silver serpents falling from the sky. There wasn’t the slightest hint of fear in its eyes.

It let out a thunderous roar—like a rolling drum of war—and with a powerful stomp, launched itself into the air again, charging straight into the lightning storm.

At that moment, the very heavens seemed to ignite.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

One thunderclap after another exploded in the sky, never-ending and earth-shaking.

Each blast caused ripples through the fabric of space, trembling the sky itself.

Countless tiny lightning serpents spread out like a web, filling the entire sky.

The air had become a sea of lightning, dense and terrifying.

Silver thunder poured down in waves, engulfing the earth in a vision of apocalypse. The scene was so overwhelming it stirred a soul-deep dread.

Hooom—

Back on the ground, Wei Yang stood firm, guarding the pill inside the cauldron.

Around him, black flames roared to life, forming a barrier that fended off the countless stray lightning arcs raining down.

"Du Jiao..." he murmured, gazing at the beast who was still mid-air, constantly clashing with the bolts and using its body to endure the baptism of thunder.

That kind of madness and fearlessness... stirred something in Wei Yang’s heart.

This magic beast—who had always seemed dull, even downright stupid—had long been regarded by Wei Yang as nothing more than a brute force puppet. A living weapon.

And indeed, that had always been the case—Du Jiao had always given off the impression of a creature with no thoughts of its own. It only knew how to brute-force everything and follow orders.

No one would have expected that one day, this "puppet" would reveal another side of itself—one of stubborn will and fearless courage. Even Wei Yang couldn’t help but feel both surprised and impressed.

Only now did he realize he had been neglecting something all along—Du Jiao had been recovering far better than he’d assumed.

Even though it still hadn’t regained its memories, it clearly had its own consciousness and thoughts. It simply wasn’t good at expressing them or communicating with others.

Unlike Ah Da, who was sharp, clever, and full of ideas.

Buzz—

At that moment, a violent tremor suddenly came from within his dantian. The Black Sun Burning Heaven Flame flared up, radiating waves of eager intent.

"Hm?" Wei Yang frowned and sent a portion of his focus inward, entering his dantian.

There, within his core, the trembling black sun pulsed violently with a strong sense of desire.

Wei Yang released a mental message: "Black Sun Burning Heaven Flame, what’s wrong?"

Buzz, buzz, buzz—

As if hearing his inquiry, the Black Sun grew even more excited, surging with intense emotional waves.

Wei Yang quickly understood its meaning.

Eat! Eat! Eat! I want to eat...

He froze.

"You want to... eat lightning? You’re a Heavenly Flame. That’s lightning. What does it have to do with you? Why are you so eager to get involved?" Wei Yang was speechless.

Buzz, buzz—Heat... energy... want to eat... eat...

"Heat? You’re talking about energy? Lightning energy? That’s your business now?" Wei Yang looked half annoyed, half amused. "You glutton... you want to eat everything

! That’s lightning, you know? Its power’s not even weaker than yours. You really think you can digest that?"

But thinking about it more carefully, there actually was some logic to it.

Thunder Flame, thunder flame...

After all, the term itself implied a connection—lightning and fire did share similarities in their attributes.

Lightning typically embodied the most pure, masculine, and aggressive energy.

In fact, there was even a Heavenly Flame known as the Nine Dragon Lightning Flame, which was a fusion of lightning and fire.

Buzz, buzz—Eat... want to eat... energy... hungry... eat...

The Black Sun Burning Heaven Flame continued to cry out with desperate hunger.

"...Well then, if you really want to eat, go ahead." After a moment of hesitation, Wei Yang finally nodded slowly.

Letting it try might not be a bad thing. Maybe there’d even be a surprise gain?

If the Black Sun could digest the power of lightning, then he’d no longer have to worry about how to keep feeding it Heavenly Flame energy to grow.

After all, where would he find that many rare flames to devour?

If lightning energy worked... Wei Yang might just wake up laughing in his dreams.

The thought made his eyes flicker with a hint of anticipation.

With a single thought—

Fwoooosh—

Black flames instantly surged up around him, skyrocketing several meters high in the blink of an eye. The flames roared into the sky, expanding outward at an astonishing pace.

In the blink of an eye, the black flames spread like a sea of fire, consuming half the sky.

Countless arcs of fragmented lightning, those tiny silver serpents that had scattered everywhere, were immediately engulfed and devoured by the sea of black fire.

From afar, the sky had turned into an eerie two-tone scene—black and silver.

Black flame on one side, silver lightning on the other.

This was the very definition of heavenly lightning igniting earthly fire. The scene had become even more terrifying.

A true collision of thunder and flame!

The Black Sun Burning Heaven Flame was a Heavenly Flame.

And the silver lightning was the power of destruction, the embodiment of the will of heaven and earth.

Their powers were equally matched.

Two forces that symbolized absolute devastation, now colliding head-on—the results could only be imagined.

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