Next was the salad—detoxified electric bananas.
This dish was the most troublesome for Zhang Wei, as its toxicity was embedded within the flesh and could not be extracted.
Zhang Wei could only attempt to neutralize it.
Celery—calms the liver, clears heat, dispels wind, and reduces dampness.
Cucumber—detoxifies, promotes urination, clears heat, and stops deficiency.
Amaranth…
Summer Chrysanthemum and Honeysuckle…
Mulberry leaf…
Poria…
Pear…
Fresh skin…
Cabbage…
Red Peony root…
And a variety of other vegetables and fruits, coated with Zhang Wei's special sweet sauce, to maximize their effects!
Finally, there were three bottles of 62-degree thunderous spirits. Zhang Wei downed them one by one without hesitation.
*Burp*~~~
"Awesome!"
"No wonder the original work insisted on a full Western meal. This way of dining certainly has its merits!"
Patting his round belly, all the dishes were served in exceptionally generous portions. Even a big eater like Zhang Wei was satisfied.
Within his abdomen, these foods were gradually digested, dissolved in gastric juices, and absorbed by the small intestine.
Ultimately, all the nutritional essences of the ingredients merged within his bloodstream!
And were propelled by the heart throughout his entire body!
All the medicinal effects converged. Zhang Wei felt as if lightning was surging through his veins!
An unbearable pain erupted from all over his body!
"Damn it, the medicinal effect is too potent. The simple nourishing soup isn't enough to fully protect me!"
"This internal attack, no matter how strong one's physique, is hard to withstand!"
Fortunately, the delicious cuisine also provided immense nutrition. While the surging electricity in his veins caused damage, it could not outpace his body's healing.
But… it hurt!
In the Great Culinary Era, cultivation was always meant to be comfortable and enjoyable. What gourmet hunter had ever endured such suffering?
"How long will this electricity last… I'm going mad!"
"I need to find a solution…"
"Right, the Eight Styles of Thunder Control!"
When it came to controlling electricity, Jun Qing's partner Hengxing was the expert.
The Eight Styles of Thunder Control presented to Zhang Wei had a profound origin, being a secret inheritance of their tribe.
Zhang Wei quickly unrolled the beast-skin scroll and attempted to control the electricity according to the instructions.
However, the electrical energy within him seemed like a mischievous child, refusing to obey.
Zhang Wei remained undeterred. His intent took shape, and he slowly began to channel the energy within his body…
His eyes closed tightly, his focus entirely on his internal state. Without realizing it, Zhang Wei broke through another barrier!
The electrical energy gradually became calm and docile, flowing gently under Zhang Wei's command.
He opened his eyes. His ruffled hair had returned to normal, and the internal throbbing had vanished.
"Successfully completed!"
Zhang Wei opened his palm, and blue arcs of electricity crackled and spat.
"A blessing in disguise. I've also managed to cross the threshold of the Eight Styles of Thunder Control."
"Increased my lightning attribute. I have another combat method now… I wonder if this skill can be used in culinary preparation."
"But with a new skill, I need to find a place to test it."
...
Beneath the starry sky.
Zhang Wei ventured into the wilderness and threw a punch towards the sky.
A spiraling fist force ascended, slowly vanishing from sight.
"The air in the Cloud Country is thin. This punch's range has at least doubled."
"However, the lack of oxygen makes one easily fatigued, and my strength is only about eighty percent of what it is on the ground."
"It's a pity there aren't any truly hard objects in the Cloud Country to gauge the power."
Next, Zhang Wei flipped through the Eight Styles of Thunder Control, pondering each technique.
"The basic point is the ability to release electricity proficiently."
"I'll try first…"
He opened his palm, and the familiar electric arcs reappeared. As Zhang Wei controlled them, the crackling sound grew louder, and the azure light illuminated the surroundings.
"Is this… Chidori? Raikiri?"
A casual wave of his hand revealed no cutting ability, clearly just the form.
"It seems to be just ordinary discharge…"
"Next, let me see… externalizing the electrical energy…"
"Oh oh oh… like this, like this…"
The electric arcs in his palm converged into a straight, clinging line, as if he were holding a scepter made of lightning!
As Zhang Wei exerted force, the scepter's light grew brighter, thicker, and longer…
A scorched smell wafted from the ground. Zhang Wei stumbled sideways, nearly falling.
"Damn it, I accidentally cut through the foundation!"
"The ground in the Cloud Country is too fragile!"
"Next is long-range attack…"
With a flick of his wrist, the electrical light remained firmly attached to his hand.
"Huh?"
"Can't throw it out?"
"I'm throwing… I'm throwing… I'm throwing…"
"Damn it, it's like sticky candy!"
After expending all his strength, his shoulder nearly dislocated, yet the electrical energy still wouldn't leave his body.
Zhang Wei was unaware that releasing electrical energy from the body was the most difficult skill to master in the Eight Styles of Thunder Control. Hengxing had studied it for ten years without success. Zhang Wei certainly couldn't achieve it in a single night.
Even the technique of discharging electricity generally required months of arduous practice for ordinary individuals.
His rapid progress was not due to exceptional talent but to the tingling, electrifying cuisine he had consumed that day.
It not only helped Zhang Wei adapt to the power of lightning but also stimulated his internal organs, enhancing his conversion rate, and significantly increasing the magnitude of his electrical discharge.
"No, this move is stuck. Let me look at the next one."
"Lightning Flash… semi-elementalize the body, rapidly traverse difficult terrain, and greatly increase movement speed."
"Hengxing seemed to have used this move. It was indeed 'swoosh swoosh swoosh'…"
"Electrical Augmentation… a bit like an enchantment skill, channeling electricity into metal to increase its speed and lethality."
"Kind of like an electromagnetic cannon."
"Broad ideas."
Zhang Wei sat in place, his mind filled with these techniques.
Control Law…
Discharge…
Elementalization…
"Does the metal generated by intent-shaping count as metal?"
"If it's considered metal, can it be used as a conductor?"
"I must try this!"
Zhang Wei took out a cleaver and channeled electrical current from his palm into it.
"Whoa, so hot!"
In the blink of an eye, a cleaver of excellent material turned bright red and melted into a puddle of molten iron.
"Again!"
One…
Two…
Three…
In a moment, hundreds of cleavers were destroyed by Zhang Wei.
"It's okay, I still have pots."
"If I don't have pots, I have steel basins, iron spoons, silver chopsticks… I refuse to believe I can't master this today!"
Again and again.
Holes from the molten iron increased.
He picked up a spatula and reread the诀窍 (secret technique)…
"Gently, slowly… infuse it softly…"
*Whoosh!*
The spatula suddenly generated an unknown force, shooting out from Zhang Wei's hand like a bullet, flying over twenty meters before falling.
"Hmm? It worked!"
"Although it didn't fly far, it's a good sign."