A set of middle-grade cultivation techniques is absolutely worth no less than 20,000 gold coins. Although Lin Ming said that this set of techniques might bring about fatal danger, but compared to the enormous value it brings, taking a bit of risk doesn't matter.

  The black-clothed warrior increasingly felt that telling Lin Ming about the Purple Thunder Bamboo was a wise decision. Otherwise, not to mention that he wouldn't have been able to take it down in the first place, even if he had managed to obtain it, he wouldn't have been able to get rid of it. For a treasure of this level, as soon as he took it out, people would probably devour him until nothing was left but bones.

  "Take the Thunder Lizard's blood with you, I don't need it," Lin Ming said. The Thunder Lizards had the Dragon Bloodline, and their blood had great medicinal value; if one were to fill a tub with this blood and soak in it, they would be able to strengthen their body and improve their health.

  The four black-clad warriors nodded with gleeful excitement, as this was also a substantial income. One head of the crimson thunder lizard's blood, equivalent to that of a Condensed Pulse Peak warrior, could sell for at least one or two thousand gold coins.

  "Alright, let's part ways here. What happened today, I don't want a second person to know about it, otherwise..."

  Lin Ming didn't continue, the warning tone was already very clear, actually he wasn't really afraid of others knowing, just didn't like trouble.

  The black-clothed warrior nodded hastily, shrinking his neck. The only one who couldn't be kept in the dark about this matter was their master. However, after obtaining this set of human-grade mid-level cultivation methods, the black-clothed warrior had already decided not to return to the sect. If he went back, would the precious equipment and jade slips of cultivation methods still belong to him when facing his master?

  Not only the black-clad warrior, but also the twin sisters were thinking of the same thing. They had just obtained the precious sword with great difficulty, and they didn't want their master to take it away from them in the name of safekeeping.

  They have been relying on their master's house for so long and still haven't gained any substantial benefits from their master.

  After Lin Ming left, the black-clothed martial artist joined forces with the twin sisters and their younger brother to discuss a plan. The group of them left their sect and established a new gang, relying on the Human Stage Middle Grade cultivation method that Lin Ming had left behind to gain some small fame.

  After parting ways with the black-clothed warrior, Lin Ming found a safe place to begin absorbing the thunder force from the Purple Thunder Bamboo.

  This red lightning is more ferocious than all the lightning Lin Ming had absorbed before.

  Lin Ming didn't rush. Instead, he sat down to rest and fully replenished the true yuan that had been depleted earlier, then entered the Empty Spirit Martial Intent, adjusting his mind to a completely empty and calm state.

  Then he took out the Purple Thunder Bamboo from the Xumi Ring.

  With both hands grasping the Divine Bamboo, Lin Ming began to guide the thunder force within the Purple Thunder Divine Bamboo into his own body.

  The crimson lightning power entered Lin Ming's meridians and became like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, unruly and unmanageable. If it were an ordinary martial artist, even if they had reached the Condensation Period or the Later Heaven stage, allowing this violent crimson lightning to rampage through their internal organs would still cause damage to their meridians, leading to severe injury or even death.

  But Lin Ming's body had Lei Ling within it, and no matter how violent the lightning was, it would ultimately be unable to withstand the power of Lei Ling and would slowly be absorbed.

  In this way, the small Lei Ling was like a spring silkworm, constantly eating away at the thunder power contained within the Purple Electric Divine Bamboo. During this time, Lin Ming only felt some numbness and did not feel any particularly painful sensations.

  Lin Ming sat cross-legged for half a time, finally completely absorbing the Thunderbolt Force. When he looked inward at the Evil Spirit Seed, Lin Ming was delighted to discover that after absorbing the Purple Electric Divine Bamboo, the energy of the Thunder Spirit had increased by 50%.

  It's just a 900-year-old young bamboo that can increase Leiling's power by 50%, what about a 9,000-year-old mature bamboo?

  Lin Ming's heart was filled with anticipation, but unfortunately, wanting to find this mature bamboo, the hope was extremely slim.

  After absorbing the Purple Thunder Bamboo, Lin Ming continued on his way up.

  The higher you go, the more thunder lizards there are.

  These Thunder Lizards are all high-level ferocious beasts with the blood of the Jiaolong, although the Thunder Lizard's bloodline on the outskirts of Thunder Mountain is relatively thin, but they are not easy to deal with either.

  Lin Ming was already feeling strained when he approached the mountain waist.

  "Whoosh!"

  A gunshot pierced the air, and Lin Ming's spear thrust into the massive body of a red lizard, causing its true yuan to explode. This thunder lizard, equivalent to a mid-stage martial artist in the Condensing Void stage, died instantly.

  After merging with the Inverse Scale's blood, Lin Ming's cultivation was like a living thing that would not stop. His true essence could even enter an enemy's body without being easily dissipated. The power had increased by more than just a little bit; otherwise, relying solely on his true essence to attack, Lin Ming would have found it very difficult to kill a mid-stage Thunder Lizard, after all, the Thunder Lizard's defensive capabilities far surpassed those of human martial artists at the same level.

  Lin Ming let out a breath, dug out the Thunderbolt Lizard's body of the thunder bead, and with a thought, the thunder power contained in the thunder bead flowed into his body along Lin Ming's meridians. This was already the twentieth Thunderbolt Lizard he had killed, and through continuous absorption of the thunder beads, the overall strength of the Thunder Spirit had increased to sixty percent.

  He took a glance at Leifeng Mountain, where he was now located, with only 5,000 zhang of vertical height left to the summit. He could clearly see the thick and large lightning flashing on the summit, which were truly heavenly thunders. Even Lin Ming, who had the Thunder Spirit, did not dare to try it.

  Lin Ming continued to rush towards the mountain top, when suddenly a blue light flashed and a bolt of blue lightning struck his body with a speed that was too fast for anyone to react.

  "Hiss!"

  A strong numbness and electricity caused Lin Ming's body to stiffen, almost falling from mid-air. This was still due to the reason that not long ago he had absorbed the Purple Thunder Bamboo's Ling Qi which greatly increased his strength, otherwise Lin Ming suspected that he really would have fallen down.

  "Blue Lightning Lizard!"

  Lin Ming saw the first Thunder Lizard equivalent to a postnatal warrior.

  He didn't say another word, unfolded his body technique and escaped. Although he could withstand the lightning attack of the blue thunder lizard, it was basically impossible to kill the opponent, even if he used the Thunderfire Kill, he couldn't kill them.

  Since it's like this, Lin Mingke didn't want to waste his efforts.

  Fortunately, Lin Ming's speed was much faster than that of the Thunder Lizard, and after a few ups and downs, he had already left it far behind.

  Fortunately, the mountain waist area is still dominated by red lightning lizards, and blue lightning lizards only appear occasionally. Lin Ming went on a killing spree for a whole day and night!

  After a long period of slaughter, Lin Ming's combat skills became more and more proficient, and the Lei Ling in his body finally reached 70% amplification after absorbing a large amount of thunder power. However, as the power of Lei Ling grew stronger, the nourishing effect of the Thunder Pearl on Lei Ling also became less and less obvious.

  Filled a pool with Thunder Lizard blood, soaked in it for a moment, Lin Ming wiped his body dry, took out a new set of clothes from the Susu Ring and changed into them. The Thunder Lizard's blood had the effect of strengthening one's body, although its effect on Lin Ming wasn't very obvious, he didn't want to waste it either.

  After eating something simple, Lin Ming jumped onto a dozens-of-zhang-tall cypress tree and began to meditate and regulate his breath. A cultivator in the Bone Forging stage could go for several days without sleep and still look radiant, but Lin Ming was preparing to rest for two hours to maintain his peak state. The upcoming battle would be increasingly brutal.

  The closer Lin Ming got to the summit, the slower his speed became. Previously, he had only used a few hours to get from the foot of the mountain to the waist of Leigong Mountain, and it took him an entire night to cross the mountain pass.

  Lin Ming has now entered the icy snowy region, where every hundred feet he walks requires several hours of time.

  He needs to use his spiritual power to constantly explore the surrounding situation, and then proceed with caution. He doesn't want to accidentally bump into a purple thunder lizard equivalent to a congenital martial artist, or else he might end up dying here.

  Of course, Lin Ming could have flown to the top of the mountain in mid-air, but that would have rendered his trip to Thunderbolt Mountain meaningless. Viewing Thunderbolt Mountain from mid-air was merely sightseeing and wouldn't allow him to obtain even a hint of thunder and lightning power, let alone the Thunder Spirit.

  The cold wind howls, the snow and ice are vast, on the upper reaches of Thunder Mountain, everywhere can be seen azure-colored frost, crystal clear and transparent, pure and flawless.

  This is truly a thousand-year-old ice, hard as rock, beautiful like jade.

  Clouds are just under our feet, leaning over to look, endless fog has turned into a vast and hazy expanse, surging clouds and seas, vast and boundless, it is indeed the legendary paradise on earth.

  Unfortunately, this beautiful place is full of murderous intentions.

  When Lin Ming saw a Thunder Lizard with a deep blue body appear beside a piece of ancient ice, he knew that his path had probably reached its end. If he took another step forward, he might be in danger of losing his life.

  Before him was a Thunder Lizard equivalent to the peak of a postnatal martial artist, its entire body covered in azure scales that were almost indistinguishable from the color of thousand-year-old ice.

  Seeing this scene, Lin Ming couldn't help but admit that the blue thunder lizard was a very beautiful creature, especially at this moment and in this setting, it seemed like an exquisite ice sculpture.

  But this beautiful ice sculpture can kill itself in a short time, and the gap between Lin Ming's strength is too big.

  He had previously encountered a Thunder Lizard equivalent to a mid-stage Martial Artist, and Lin Ming was already in a very sorry state. The opponent's speed was not much slower than his own, and in the end, Lin Ming had to fly into the sky to avoid that calamity.

  Now encountering the post-heavenly Thunder Lizard, the outcome can be imagined.

  Lin Ming didn't dare to advance any further, who knew if the purple Thunder Lizard equivalent to a congenital Martial Artist would fly or not, if it did, he was dead for sure.

  Lin Ming had already prepared to escape, but just then, he noticed a hint of confusion in the eyes of the blue Thunder Lizard, as if it hadn't prepared to attack immediately.

  "Huh? What is this guy doing?" Lin Ming raised his guard to twelve parts, he didn't even draw his heavy Profound Soft Silver Spear, because he knew that drawing it would be useless, and it was better to keep his body light and agile, so he could run faster.

  The thunder lizard let out a low growl, the confusion in its eyes gradually turning into vigilance and fear. Its roar grew louder, as if warning Lin Ming to leave immediately.

  Lin Ming's face was filled with a strange expression. "Am I seeing things? This Thunder Lizard seems to be afraid of me? What is it afraid of? My strength is probably only one-tenth of its."

  "All along the way, this is the strongest Thunder Lizard I've encountered, and yet it's this strongest one that's afraid of me. Why? Could it be..."