Super War God in the City-Chapter 369: Hard to Accept

"Damn it, Elders, what the hell do we do now!" Xiang Jie was panicking a bit—this freaking business of womanizing came with risks. Had he known, he wouldn’t have come.

The Elders looked back at the thousand-foot cliff below them, which was dizzying to behold, then looked up ahead and exchanged glances with each other.

Another Elder by Murong Fei’s side, Murong Qin, said, "According to the records, this storm is extremely fierce, and it’s too late to go back now. We’re not very far from the First Layer Terrace now.

"If we push hard, we can still make it. Once we reach the First Layer Terrace, we’ll be safe. There’s a place to take shelter there. What do you all think!"

The Elder beside Xiang Jie, Xiang Yuanming, nodded. "I think the same. It’s too late to turn back now. This thunderstorm was too sudden!"

"Um, I have no objections either. Let’s continue climbing upwards!" the Elder beside Mu Ziping, Mu Huai, also nodded in agreement.

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"Then let’s hurry up and get moving!" Murong Mei urged quickly.

At once, the seven of them began to exert themselves, desperately climbing upwards.

Ling Fan felt the movement behind him, and his brow furrowed. The suddenness of the thunderstorm caught him off guard too, and seeing everyone else putting their all into the chase, he sucked in a deep breath and suddenly exerted himself!

One could see him moving like a nimble gibbon, sometimes using all fours, sometimes hanging in mid-air, holding onto protruding rocks or clinging to crevices—just like extreme rock climbing in the movies, utterly perilous.

"Phew! Damn it, how can this kid climb so well? He’s pulling ahead again!" Xiang Jie felt frustrated watching the distance being lengthened by Ling Fan once more.

Ling Fan had just adapted to the fifteen-fold gravity, and through his upward climb, he discovered a pattern.

It was that after climbing nearly a hundred feet each time, the gravity acting upon him would double.

Murong Fei, watching Ling Fan’s nimble leaps and bounds, clenched her teeth tightly. She was almost at her limit, and had it not been for her determination to compete with Ling Fan, she would have turned back already.

"Hmph, I don’t believe that I can’t outdo you, a guy from the Secular World!" she muttered to herself, stuffing another handful of Elixir into her mouth.

However, after careful observation, she noticed a curious phenomenon. The guy ahead would stop for a long while after moving a fixed distance at high speed each time.

And when he started climbing again, he would be very slow, but then after a while, he’d suddenly become energized like he was on a rampage. It was downright puzzling.

"Motherfucker, look, that kid’s stopped again. Goddamn it, let’s put in some extra effort. We aren’t far from the First Layer Terrace, are we!" Xiang Jie cursed resentfully.

"Um, we must not let that guy beat us to the terrace. Everyone be careful, and don’t let him catch us off guard!" Elder Mu Huai warned.

At this moment, the lightning in the storm began to strike more frequently.

Everyone’s face changed at once, and the Elders quickly exhorted, "Let’s hurry, climb up to the terrace quickly!"

A woman in red standing in the clouds seemed to remember something and talked to herself, "I almost forgot that your body cannot yet withstand the power of this lightning!"

Suddenly, with a gesture of her hand, she cast another Dharma Seal, and at once the power of the lightning striking from the sky lessened considerably.

Meanwhile, the lady’s slender fingers pointed downwards, and immediately a bolt of lightning fell.

"Crack!"

A streak of electric light traced across the dim sky, landing right in front of everyone, striking directly on Ling Fan

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"Fuck, look, that idiot has been struck by lightning!" Xiang Jie’s eyes bulged as he shouted.

There was no need for him to say anything; everyone saw it and was flabbergasted.

Mu Ziping was speechless, "Damn, what kind of bad luck does this kid have to get struck by lightning!"

Murong Fei’s heart tightened, "It’s over. This kid’s dead for sure!"

At that moment, Ling Fan was truly frustrated. The instant the lightning struck him, his whole body trembled and his mind went blank. It was that intense ringing in the ears feeling.

"Nima, it’s over, I’m gonna die!" Ling Feng instinctively had this thought the moment he was hit.

Then, he had only one subconscious thought reminding him; he absolutely must not pass out.

It took a good long while for Ling Fan to gradually regain consciousness. The moment he opened his eyes, he felt the relief of having survived a great disaster.

Thankfully, he was lying prone on a sloped hill with a bit of an angle, otherwise, if he were suspended in mid-air, that last strike would have sent him plummeting down to his demise.

He moved his arms a little, and besides the soreness, he felt the change and growth in his body’s strength.

"Can lightning actually refine the body?" Ling Fan was ecstatic inside, but then he shook his head vigorously.

"This is way too dangerous, it’s literally flirting with death!"

Without another word, he didn’t dare to linger any longer and only planned to quickly ascend to the First Layer Terrace.

Those who were originally waiting for Ling Fan to fall down were dumbfounded to see him start moving again.

"I’m seeing ghosts... This guy is fine?" Xiang Jie was stupefied.

At this moment, not only him, but others were also thoroughly confused.

"Could it be that the lightning does no harm to the human body?" Mu Ziping said haltingly.

"Impossible. If the lightning can smash solid rock to pieces, how could it possibly not harm people?" Murong Fei shook her head, finding it too miraculous for belief.

"Damn it, I know now!" Xiang Jie suddenly cried out.

The crowd, puzzled, all looked at him, not knowing what secret he had discovered.

"He must have an exotic treasure on him, a tremendously valuable one at that. Otherwise, how could he, an ant from the Secular World, climb faster than us, especially after being struck by lightning and emerging unscathed!

I had my suspicions before, but I couldn’t figure it out. Now, I’m finally sure!" Envy and greed flashed in Xiang Jie’s eyes.

Hearing this, everyone had an epiphany. So that was the case.

Mu Ziping fell silent for a moment before saying, "Catch up to him!"

The group immediately quickened their pace, all the while praying silently that they wouldn’t be struck by the lightning.

Before long, Ling Fan was once again lying on a slope, looking up at the continuous lightning falling from the sky, and quietly praying, "Strike me one more time!"

This guy was getting addicted. Now, with the soreness in his body gone and replaced by progress in strength, Ling Fan, having tasted the sweetness, found himself eager for more—fortune favors the bold!

No sooner had the thought crossed his mind than another bolt of lightning crashed down—whatever he wished for came true!

The people behind him were shocked once more. How many bad deeds had this kid committed to attract such divine retribution? One strike wasn’t enough, he needed two?

What was even more shocking to everyone was that after he got struck, he’d be bouncing around again after a while as if nothing happened.

Everyone wore a look as if they had seen a ghost, and at the same time, they were even more certain of the fact that Ling Fan possessed an exotic treasure, their hearts itching with greed.

At this moment, the thunderstorm became even more intense, with up to a dozen lightning bolts falling at once. Several of them nearly struck Xiang Jie and the others, causing their scalps to tingle with fright.

They grew even more eager to obtain the treasure on Ling Fan that could withstand Lei Ting’s power.

After moving forward, Ling Fan lay against a rock wall and looked up at a white rock protruding a dozen meters away.

According to the markers, that was the location of the First Layer Terrace.

"Finally there!" Ling Fan silently let out a sigh of relief in his heart.

Now, his body had become very immune to Lei Tian’s strikes; at least now if he were hit, he wouldn’t feel dizzy, proving that his flesh had been refined to a very strong level.

Even the power of his spirit had progressed significantly.

"Crack!"

Another bolt of lightning struck, and Ling Fan only felt a wonderful sense of relief, with the previous soreness now completely gone.

The people below had become completely numb to it all—along the way, Ling Fan had been struck by lightning no less than seven times.

In the end, everyone came to accept an uncomfortable reality: this guy seemed to be using the power of the lightning to refine his body.