Chapter 11: Struck by Lightning
Sensing something was wrong, Yu Yuanzhen continued to stroke Yu Tianlin's head, carefully examining the area.
Yu Tianlin felt strange. Why was his grandfather repeatedly touching his head?
Instinctively, he wanted to shake his head, but Yu Yuanzhen immediately shouted, "Do not move."
After carefully checking again, Yu Yuanzhen sensed that subtle fluctuation of spirit power. He leaned in, stared closely at the three-inch blue-purple ahoge on Yu Tianlin's head, and flicked it with his finger.
"Tianlin, there seems to be something wrong with this strand of your hair."
True members of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan all had pure black hair, and Yu Tianlin had been no different. So why had a strand of blue-purple hair appeared after absorbing a spirit ring? Even more surprising, this strand of hair was giving off faint spirit power fluctuations. If Yu Yuanzhen had not touched it himself, he would not have sensed it at all.
"Grandpa, what are you talking about? What happened to my hair?"
Yu Tianlin looked completely confused.
Instead of explaining, Yu Yuanzhen took out a mirror from his storage spirit tool and handed it to Yu Tianlin. "Look for yourself."
Ignoring how strange it was for his muscular grandfather to carry a mirror, Yu Tianlin took it and looked.
He immediately noticed the unusual strand of hair sticking up from his head.
He reached out and tried to smooth it down, but the moment he let go, it bounced straight up again.
Yu Tianlin was surprised. Wasn't this just like the ahoge in the anime he watched in his previous life?
Yu Yuanzhen reminded him, "Look closely. This strand is blue-purple, not black, and it has subtle spirit power fluctuations."
Yu Tianlin stared at him. "Grandpa, what is going on? Why did my hair become like this?"
Yu Yuanzhen did not answer. Instead, he pinched the ahoge between his fingers, examining it from every angle, and gradually revealed an excited expression.
Could it be that thing? But that made no sense. How could a Spirit Beast under one hundred years produce something like that?
Even though Yu Yuanzhen was uncertain, he still said seriously, "Tianlin, enter a meditative state. Focus all your senses on your head. See if you can sense the spirit power fluctuations from this strand of hair. If you can, try channeling spirit power into it."
"If I am not mistaken, this strand of hair might be a spirit bone, and a very special external spirit bone at that."
"External spirit bone"
Yu Tianlin froze.
This was insane. It was just a strand of hair. How could it contain a spirit bone? Did his grandfather think he was easy to fool?
"Grandpa, that is impossible. I only absorbed a Thunder Hell Prison Vine with just over ninety years of cultivation. How could a Spirit Beast under one hundred years produce any kind of spirit bone?"
Yu Yuanzhen said, "Ordinary spirit bones are indeed impossible. But external spirit bones are different."
"External spirit bones are the most special type. They are less restricted by the Spirit Beast's cultivation level and depend more on the state of the Spirit Beast at the moment of its death."
"That Thunder Hell Prison Vine was extremely close to one hundred years. Once it reached that point, it would undergo a drastic change. Killing it at that moment, with its resentment soaring, could indeed cause an external spirit bone to form."
Yu Yuanzhen had guessed correctly, though not for the right reasons. But regardless, if a Spirit Beast had connections to a god, even a low cultivation level could yield strange results.
Yu Tianlin did not know much about spirit bones or external spirit bones. Hearing his grandfather speak so seriously, he nodded with uncertainty.
"Alright, I will try."
Yu Tianlin stepped back, sat cross-legged in the center of the hall, focused his mind, entered meditation, and concentrated on the top of his head.
After about ten minutes, he finally sensed a faint fluctuation of spirit power coming from the top of his head, precisely where the ahoge was.
Could it really be an external spirit bone?
Excited, Yu Tianlin guided a wisp of his spirit power into the tuft of hair.
From the outside, Yu Yuanzhen saw the ahoge twitch slightly, then remain still.
"There is a reaction. Continue channeling spirit power."
Following instructions, Yu Tianlin mobilized a larger amount of his spirit power and poured it into the strand of hair.
Suddenly, the single wisp of blue-purple hair stood straight like a needle, faint lightning swirling around it.
Because the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Spirit possessed lightning attributes, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan had chosen a cultivation site where thunder roared year-round.
At that moment, accompanied by a low rumble, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky, splitting the heavens. It smashed through the hall's dome and struck Yu Tianlin directly as he sat cross-legged.
Yu Tianlin was struck dumb—not just stunned, but truly struck by lightning. After a violent spasm, he collapsed to the ground.
"Tianlin"
Lightning was too fast. Yu Yuanzhen never expected such a thing. Caught off guard, he failed to block it in time.
But the instant Yu Tianlin was struck, Yu Yuanzhen reacted, flashed to his side, lifted him up, and poured his spirit power into Yu Tianlin's body to check his condition.
"Sect Master, what was that just now?"
A group of guards rushed in. The council hall had just been struck by lightning. They thought an enemy might have attacked.
"Get out of my way!"
Yu Yuanzhen roared. He had no time to bother with the guards.
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