Chapter 242: Threshold (2/2)

The cane whacked Gravis on the head again. ”Are you stupid? Why would you unload your lightning into your Spirit? Are you suicidal!?” he shouted angrily.

Gravis rubbed his head in annoyance. ”It's how I cultivate!” he shouted. ”You wanted to talk, right? I'll explain everything when we talk, but can we please move away from here?”

Old Man Lightning snorted and then turned to the other disciples. ”Stop standing there! Go to the elders and get a new blueprint for the central plaza! We need to rebuild the essential buildings! Also, anyone who touches the tree will be executed!” Old Man Lightning shouted at them.

The disciples quickly nodded and started running around. Initially, they looked like headless chickens just randomly running around, but after a while, Gravis noticed that everyone went to do something different. Some of them were collecting rubble, while others ran to a big black castle.

”Alright, this doesn't concern you,” Old Man Lightning said to Gravis. ”Follow me. I don't want you to explain everything twice, so I hope you don't mind little lightning bolt joining our conversation.”

Gravis furrowed his brows. ”Little lightning bolt?” he asked.

Old Man Lightning groaned. ”The Sect Master,” he said.

Gravis' eyes widened at the disrespectful and casual nickname for the Sect Master. Though, as someone at the Self Stage, Old Man Lightning probably had the right to do that. After all, how many Self Stage cultivators were inside this lower world? Did every Sect have one?

Gravis followed Old Man Lightning as they walked to the big, black castle in the Sect's center. The castle was a slightly bigger version from the one in the Lightning Guild in the Middle-Continent. It wasn't much more imposing. It was just a big black castle.

The guards in front of the castle didn't mind the two passing. If Gravis were alone, they would have surely stopped him, but probably no one dared to stop this old man.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

Gravis noticed several elders at the Sapling Stage shooting past him. They were probably surveying the interior of the Sect to create a new blueprint. After all, they had to relocate a lot of buildings due to the new, gigantic tree in the middle of their Sect. Speaking of…

”What are you planning on doing with the tree?” Gravis asked as they walked.

”Little lightning bolt will speak to it after our talk,” Old Man Lightning explained without turning around. ”As long as we feed it enough beast corpses, we have an infinite supply of Life Lightning. This will expedite the training of our disciples' bodies. As soon as the storm clouds recover, the disciples can destroy their bodies more thoroughly. Then, they just need to go outside and get healed. This shaves off at least two days of recovery. Of course, such a heal won't be free.”

Gravis rubbed his chin. ”Can't you also create a healing business? Many people need quick healing, after all, and the tree probably doesn't need much Life Lightning to heal someone.”

Old Man Lightning snorted. ”Not possible.”

Gravis furrowed his brows.

”Why not?” he asked.

Tap!

Old Man Lightning's cane lightly tapped on Gravis' dantian. ”You are coming close to the threshold. Unload some of your lightning,” he said.

”Oh!” Gravis said. He had completely forgotten about that. He quickly moved around 10% of his lightning into his Spirit.

Old Man Lightning noticed the sudden decrease of lightning inside Gravis without any apparent discharge. He kept looking at Gravis for anything weird happening, but everything seemed normal. 'Apparently, he's telling the truth.'

They climbed some stairs and reached a big door. The old man pushed some lightning into the door, and it opened.

They both entered, and Gravis finally got to meet the Sect Master of the Lightning Sect for the first time.