Demon Sword Sect’s Undercover
Chapter 471 - 471 470 Thunder Temptation Rework

471: Chapter 470 Thunder Temptation [Rework] 471: Chapter 470 Thunder Temptation [Rework] PS: I’ve returned to work, because I overcame the virus in just half a day.

Yesterday around 4 pm, I started having a fever accompanied by overall body aches.

I tested positive and isolated myself.

The whole night was very uncomfortable, definitely worse than the typical flu.

But it was certainly not unbeatable!

This morning, after getting out of bed, everything had passed: normal body temperature, normal appetite, still had my sense of smell, no runny nose, and no coughing… The only evidence that I had been infected was a very slight body ache.

Why so fast?

I’ve figured out two reasons.

First, ever since college, almost thirty years, I have never taken cold medicine.

Just one word: endure!

I believe that for viruses like the flu, there has never been a specific drug.

Our only way to fight viruses is through our own immune system, and it’s the same with COVID-19.

Every year, I’d get infected a few times.

My method was: brew a cup of ban lan gen, drink lots of water, scald my feet a bit, then cover up with two blankets and sweat it out.

Even if the bedding was soaked, I would never kick off the blankets… The process was torturous, but the reward was that in thirty years, not once could a cold or fever withstand my covered sweating method!

The next morning, I’d take a bath, and the world was still so beautiful, mood still so pleasant, the only trouble was needing to find a place to dry the bedding…

Worth it, right?

This time with COVID-19, I did the same thing as before, and the problem was resolved overnight, just like that.

Second, never forget to exercise.

Since I started writing four years ago, I felt my physical condition deteriorating day by day, with various aches in my back and legs, high blood pressure, stones… My method was, run!

Start with walking slowly, then brisk walking, then jogging… Now, every evening I run 10 kilometers in about an hour, rain or shine… It was hard to persist at first, but once I got through it, I could never forget the feeling of running.

My blood pressure normalized without medication, and my weight dropped from 190 to just under 140 pounds.

…I’m saying all this to tell my dear friends, in this increasingly dangerous world, with biological attacks perhaps becoming more frequent, what should we do?

Rely on medicine?

How many years have we had the flu?

Is there a medicine for it?

Taking medicine makes you better in 7 days, drinking water also in 7 days, the role of medicine is only to alleviate symptoms, not to treat the root cause.

What can treat the root cause?

It’s our own immune system, our white blood cells!

Good living habits, relentless exercise, and once you get used to it, you’ll love the feeling.

I’m nearing the age of knowing my destiny, and most of the readers here are younger than me.

If I can do it, you definitely can too!

Don’t be too superstitious about medicine, but forget your real amulet!

Your immune system is your flying sword!

A true sword cultivator doesn’t take medicine!

That last line is a joke… What I mean is, don’t think that just because you’ve stockpiled enough medicine at home, everything is okay.

Medicine is just a supplement, don’t forget the real foundation that has allowed humans to survive for thousands of years – our immune system.

Tonight, I felt like going for a run.

My wife didn’t let me, so I said I wouldn’t run 10 kilometers, just 3 to 5 kilometers.

When running, you will feel yourself becoming stronger.

Thank you for your support, I’m back at work!

………

Qu Wuhui appeared very generous, “Daoist, please do as you wish.”

Without further conversation, he closed his eyes and concentrated.

Hou Niao looked around, feeling a bit strange, wondering why these three cultivators could still use Thunder Skill in an environment under a forbidden technique.

He also had some strength in the Thunder Dao and after a bit of contemplation, he understood the trick.

Inside the Holy Mountain, the Primordial Magnetic Force manifested the Four Phases, which is exactly where the three Taiyi cultivators were currently situated.

In this position, they could limitedly borrow Primordial Magnetic Force for internal primordial magnetic sensing.

This Cultivation World wasn’t the only place he had come to understand the connection between primordial magnetic power and thunderbolts; there were countless geniuses, and the reach of the Daoist traditions was ubiquitous.

There was one spot left.

It was unclear whether it was a coincidence or something else, but Hou Niao knew that sitting there would be very beneficial for him and would deepen his understanding of the mutual sensing of primordial magnetic thunderbolts.

The only problem was that as soon as he took his place, he would form the Four Phases Formation with the three Taiyi cultivators.

If everyone focused on cultivation, it wouldn’t matter, but if the Taiyi cultivators had other intentions, it would be like stepping into a trap.

Thunderbolt was just one of his Dao, ranking after the Sword Dao, while the cultivators of the Taiyi Sect spent their lives studying the Thunder Dao.

It was a tough choice: take a risk by depending on the whims of others, or play it safe and continue his unfinished quest to follow the Thunder Trace.

Once he decided to position himself among the Four Phases, there would no longer be any chance to pursue the Thunder Trace.

In cultivation, one must face countless such choices, whether to advance or to retreat, none could predict, It was only after the results came out that one would know whether they had gained or lost.

Hou Niao remained silent for a long time before finally deciding not to change his original intention.

He had come here to find a way to break through the barrier in his Sea of Consciousness, not to enhance his Thunderbolt Power.

The breaking of this barrier required some insight, not mere power.

Once he made up his mind, he no longer lingered.

He slowly retreated, not even saying goodbye, his figure gradually disappearing in the crevice without ever looking back.

After he left, Qu Wuhui opened his eyes and sighed, “He’s gone!”

Another Taiyi Daoist said indifferently, “He knows when to advance or retreat, and understands what’s more important.

People like him tend to live longer.”

A third Daoist sneered, “Have the Shan Sect sword cultivators become so timid?

He didn’t even try?

As soon as he took his position, I was confident I could keep him!”

Blue Island Yuan Magnetic Holy Mountain is a point for the Guo Sect Taiyi; for the Thunderbolt Daoists, their cultivation environment’s requirements are very high early on, so all those secret places related to thunderbolt power on the continent are their cultivation sites.

Places like Blue Island, which were uncontrolled, obviously could not escape their attention.

They had secretly used this place as an important scene for practicing the Thunder Dao for hundreds of years, coming quietly and leaving without any trace.

Over the centuries, the natives had somewhat realized this, but they were unable to verify it; among the directions studied by the Taiyi in the Guo Sect, those related to Primordial Magnetic Force were just one branch, and not even the mainstream, so the visitors were limited.

Only when cultivators reached the Natural Realm and had the ability to cross the sea would they come here to use the Holy Mountain’s Primordial Magnetic Force to enhance their cultivation.

Blue Island had no affiliation, but the Guo Sect cultivators privately regarded it as off-limits, repelling other Daoist cultivators, though they could not openly show it.

This is the exclusivity of the Daoists, fearing that the place might attract too much attention if exposed; Primordial Magnetic Force was applicable not only to the Thunder Dao but in many aspects of cultivation.

If this place became well-known, the Taiyi Daoists would no longer enjoy its benefits exclusively.

Because of such thoughts, the surface of Blue Island appeared peaceful, but inside the Holy Mountain lay the bodies of countless wrongful deaths; relying on being able to use a part of the Primordial Magnetic Force here, those who were new couldn’t figure out the intricacies until their deaths.

As a major power of the Daoist sects in the Southeast region, the Guo Sect maintained the traditional Daoist tactic of acting quietly and never ostentatiously.

Of course, there were many who escaped disaster because of various reasons; for this Shan Sect sword cultivator, Hou Niao managed to escape unscathed first because he never really entered the phase, hence he wasn’t restrained by the Primordial Magnetic Field, and second because of his registered identity and the conspicuous sword in his hand.

Although some mana could be used here, it was after all limited and had many restrictions.

For a sword cultivator who excelled in close combat, the three Taiyi Daoists had no assurance of victory.

This is the Daoist way: they stop at nothing for their own interests while also regarding some other things; they do not force, letting nature take its course.

Qu Wuhui set the nature of this encounter, “In a few days we will head back to the continent.

If we don’t meet him, then let it be; if we meet him in the ocean, it’s fate…”

… Hou Niao exited the crevice and then climbed up to the Heavenly Pit, because he felt as if the Thunder Force between the two Yuan Magnetic Mountains was about to start a new journey after their transformation ensued.

Gathering and releasing completed the whole cycle, which was the purpose of this journey.

Even if he had gained nothing so far, he at least needed to see it through from start to finish.

Standing on the summit of the Holy Mountain, he could feel more acutely the roaring Thunder Force forming between the two Yuan Magnetic Mountains, restrained by the Primordial Magnetic Field, constantly cycling and growing.

Once the Thunder Force grew intense enough to resonate with heaven and earth, the Primordial Magnetic Field could no longer contain it.

The Primordial Magnetic Field, after all, is not the thunder; it may serve as a converter, an enhancer, a station for accumulating thunder power, but it is not the essence.

The essence is the natural heavens and earth, the Five Elements Yin Yang!

This was also why Hou Niao did not hesitate to exit the underground Primordial Magnetic space; there, indeed, he might enhance his understanding of Primordial Magnetic Force, but he could never break through the barrier of the Sea of Consciousness.

Standing on the mountain peak, he still felt some unease because he was not sure if the Thunder Falcon would agree to take him along.

Theoretically, since he had saved the creature, it ought to show gratitude; however, the concept of gratitude in demon birds differs from that of humans—you cannot measure these creatures by human standards of causality.

It was only a gamble.

Feeling the magnetic force between the two Yuan Magnetic Mountains growing stronger, the entire Holy Mountain area seemed to be experiencing a rain of thunder, with thunderbolts, big and small, bright and dark, erupting incessantly in the sky, unleashing that fierce power with no regard for restraint, constantly on the verge of breaking loose.

Once he had made up his mind, resolved to arrange some means of flight for himself after this was over, be it a Flying Boat Treasure Raft or a bird Demon Beast, he wouldn’t have to rely on the whims of a flat-haired animal as he currently did.

As he waited there, he suddenly felt his shoulders tightening, locked by something, and then his body lightened, and he was lifted off the ground.

This creature, it really knew how to pick the timing.