Chapter 83: Summoning Heavenly Thunder, the Disaster Arrives Early

Chapter 83: Summoning Heavenly Thunder – The Disaster Strikes Early

Fu Yixue left like the wind, bombs in tow, while Wu Yue stayed behind and took a deep breath.

After moping for three seconds, she quickly pulled herself together and resumed scrolling through the system.

Shen Que said, "...What are you up to now? The enforcers haven’t gone far yet."

Wu Yue mumbled without looking up, "I remember I brought some Heavenly Thunder Talismans and Explosive Talismans too. If I can't use bombs, I'll try these instead."

Fu Yanqi asked, "Are you talking about the legendary family techniques—the ones written with black ink on white paper?"

Well... he really wanted to see that too. Fu Yanqi leaned forward eagerly.

Shen Que glanced at Fu Yanqi. "Aren’t you going to stop her? Your grand-mentor just said, 'This is your last warning.'"

Fu Yanqi said firmly, "Talismans are allowed within the instance rules.

And, well... curiosity's getting the better of me."

He really wanted to know if those sloppy-looking talismans could actually summon heavenly thunder.

Shen Que finally realized it—spending too much time with Wu Yue had made the whole Blaze team’s thinking get weird.

Wu Yue pulled out a stack of Heavenly Thunder Talismans and Explosive Talismans as thick as takeout menus and started handing them out like a promo girl, giving Shen Que and Fu Yanqi each a bundle.

"Come on, teamwork makes it easier. Paste them all over this cocoon, but watch out for its venom."

Fu Yanqi asked curiously, "How are you going to activate so many talismans at once?"

Wu Yue replied, "Just count to three and give a unified command."

Fu Yanqi, "Yeah, yeah." Sure, sure. Today, he was dead set on seeing this show—and then he’d mock her nonstop when she failed.

He was betting his title as the youngest Arcane Arts genius in history! He refused to believe such slapdash family techniques (Arcane Arts techniques) could actually work!!

Shen Que didn’t understand how the mood in the room had suddenly changed, but even the air felt charged with competition.

Fu Yanqi slapped talismans on the cocoon at lightning speed, as if racing in a talisman-pasting contest. The usually sluggish man—who always looked half-asleep—had turned into a speedster.

Meanwhile, Wu Yue was totally pumped up, "'Against the War' blasting in her head," while Shen Que felt completely out of sync with this explosive energy.

Maybe he should just leave?

Finally, the entire cocoon was covered in talismans.

Fu Yanqi and Shen Que stood behind Wu Yue as she said seriously, "Step back, or you might get hurt."

The two top-tier fighters stared at the densely packed, crudely drawn "Heavenly Thunder Talismans" and "Explosive Talismans" on plain paper.

Shen Que / Fu Yanqi, "...Fine."

They both took two steps back.

Wu Yue frowned. "Not far enough! It's too dangerous! Get outside!"

The two fell silent and retreated outdoors.

Wu Yue finally nodded in satisfaction. She pulled out her peachwood sword and started muttering an incantation:

"3.1415926, 5..."

Fu Yanqi listened with growing unease and suddenly raised his voice, "Sorry, Master Fu, I need to interrupt for a moment.

What exactly are you reciting right now?"

Wu Yue didn’t mind being interrupted during her incantation. After all, different sects had their own unique methods and chants for practicing the Arcane Arts. Even though Fu Yanqi was a genius, it was only natural he might occasionally encounter something unfamiliar.

She calmly replied, "It’s the most powerful incantation from my lineage. Master Fu, even if it seems rare, there’s no need to be so shocked.

I already said that after we clear this instance, I’ll gladly have a proper debate and sparring session with you.

We’re teammates, after all. I won’t hold back—I’ll show you all my tricks."

Hearing Wu Yue’s words, Fu Yanqi nearly suffered a qi deviation and almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

Luckily, Shen Que quickly supported him and earnestly advised, "Sometimes, you shouldn’t take things too seriously.

Earlier, she was standing on the brain-eating parasite’s skull, vowing to torture it to death. When it comes to mental torment, she’s a natural at this."

Shen Que had come to realize that mental pollution wasn’t scary—what was truly terrifying was someone who delivered it with complete sincerity without realizing its effects.

Fu Yanqi stiffly raised his hand and respectfully said, "Master Fu, please continue."

Wu Yue nodded solemnly,

"3.1415926, 5..."

Fu Yanqi let out a world-weary sigh. If this chant could actually activate so many talisman papers, then everything he had ever learned about channeling the Arcane Arts would be nothing but a joke.

"KABOOM!!!"

Both Shen Que and Fu Yanqi wore expressions of shock—it actually exploded!!

Seeing Fu Yanqi’s devastated look, as if his whole existence was a joke, Shen Que gave his shoulder a sympathetic pat,

"Don’t take it too hard. The world works in mysterious ways.

Who knows? Maybe there’s always someone stronger out there."

"Everyone, step back!"

At Wu Yue’s command, Shen Que and Fu Yanqi didn’t hesitate—they scrambled backward several steps.

"WHIRR!"

They watched as Wu Yue strapped on a gas mask and pulled out an industrial-strength handheld vacuum, sucking up the black toxic fumes from the air.

Shen Que was sure his face under the mask was completely deadpan. At this point, even if Wu Yue assembled a nuke on the spot, his emotions wouldn’t budge one bit.

"KABOOM!"

Another explosion rang out.

The impenetrable cocoon began to spiderweb with cracks.

Fu Yanqi grumbled to himself, "Since the Dharma-Ending Age dawned, channeling the Arcane Arts has become extremely difficult.

How the hell is she doing this? No fucking way!!"

"Grandmaster clearly said that you need to set up 81 formations in advance before you can even activate powerful talismans like Blast Talismans or Heaven's Thunder Talismans!"

Shen Que sighed. Look at what this kid had been reduced to—his entire worldview was collapsing.

"KA-BOOM!"

Before Shen Que could begin encouraging Fu Yanqi, thunder rumbled overhead. Dark clouds churned, and actual Heaven’s Thunder began to gather.

"Woah! She actually summoned Heaven’s Thunder!"

What? Heaven’s Thunder?!

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

Fu Yanqi pinched the area just above his lip, desperately trying to remain conscious.

Shen Que steadied the swaying Fu Yanqi and stared at Wu Yue in disbelief. "What are you so surprised about?! Didn’t you come up with this plan?!"

Wu Yue retracted her peachwood rod and rubbed her neck awkwardly. "Well... I considered it before, but I’ve never actually tried it out."

Back at the old Shadow Base, there wasn’t enough space to do anything properly, and every time she attempted to draw a talisman, her teammates would immediately try to talk her out of it.

During guild wars or squad battles, it was even worse—she always had to adjust to others, never the reverse.

Applying talismans and chanting spells required extensive preparation, which she couldn't accomplish alone. When ghosts were already attacking, no one would risk their lives relying on someone with no spiritual energy.

Shen Que looked up at the sky. Lightning crackled through the darkened clouds as if heaven itself were about to split open.

No way...

What the hell—did she really summon Heaven’s Thunder...?

Is the whole dungeon going to collapse?! Holy crap!!

As the dark clouds churned violently, strange changes started occurring throughout the instance.

Jian Suiyu suddenly halted all his teammates’ attacks. “Something’s wrong—the monsters are growing stronger.

We must regroup with Shen Que and Wu Yue. If I’m right—and based on previous dungeon experiences—this is an early apocalypse scenario!”

Fu Yixue, who had been carrying the TNT created by Wu Yue out of the instance, suddenly looked up at the sky in shock.

Then—

The famously unshakable leader of the Fu family,

turned deathly pale.