Chapter 1 The White-Clothed Man

The white-robed man's expression froze instantly. Not only him, but the dozen or so followers behind him wore the same expression.

"You little bastard, I'm your dad, I'm your real dad!"

The white-robed man roared.

He was none other than Wan Lei's biological father, Wan Hongxin, the number one genius of the Wan Clan's Southern Manor and a Jindan (Core Formation) expert!

Oh, really? Now anyone can just pop up and claim to be my dad? I am the mighty Thor, the great Allfather Odin's son, the Thor of Asgard! I cannot suffer such humiliation!

And so...

"You scoundrel, get out of here! I'm *your* dad!"

Wan Lei immediately retorted.

Upon hearing this, the dozen or so followers were so shocked that their mouths hung open. Wan Hongxin's face turned as red as a pig's liver, and the aura of a Jindan expert instantly erupted!

"You dare call me a scoundrel?! You want to be my dad?! You've got a nerve! I'll skin you alive today!"

Enraged, Wan Hongxin completely forgot to consider why his son, who normally acted like a tiger in front of him, dared to be so bold and disobedient today.

Nor did he notice that his usually mischievous son did not have the slightest hint of his playboy demeanor, but instead possessed the aura of a supreme powerhouse.

Seeing that the family head was about to personally teach the young master a lesson, a follower immediately stepped forward, grabbed Wan Hongxin, and advised, "Master, please don't be angry. The young master must have been struck by lightning and damaged his brain. He hasn't come to his senses yet and has lost his mind.

A little shock will fix an idiot like him."

Hearing this, Wan Lei's initially angry mood instantly turned to astonishment.

For no other reason than he was too familiar with this line. One of his subordinates from his previous life, the Thunder Lord, would say this every time before administering punishment.

If the Thunder Lord hadn't been safe and sound in Asgard before his death, he might have even suspected that the Thunder Lord had transmigrated as well.

Upon hearing this, Wan Hongxin's anger dissipated somewhat, and he said to the follower, "Alright, Liu'an, you are a lightning-attribute cultivator, so go and shock this kid to bring him back to his senses, so he doesn't even recognize his own father."

"Yes, Master, rest assured, this lowly one will definitely bring the young master back."

The follower named Liu'an nodded and bowed.

"Young Master, please forgive me."

Liu'an rolled up his sleeves, condensed lightning in his hand, and struck Wan Lei on the head.

Hmph, how laughable, to play with lightning in front of the God of Thunder.

Wan Lei simply didn't bother to block, allowing the other party to strike.

The lightning struck Wan Lei's body, and a tingling sensation spread throughout his body. It was incredibly comfortable.

Most importantly, the lightning power was naturally absorbed into his body. However, this lightning power was far inferior to the Heavenly Tribulation, and only increased his cultivation slightly.

But he couldn't resist how comfortable it felt, and it could also increase his strength. This Liu'an was simply a great guy.

Wan Lei even wanted him to do it a few more times.

No, I, the mighty God of Thunder, would rather jump off this mountain and die than utter such humble words as "do it again."

............

"Um... could you do it a few more times?"

Wan Lei still couldn't resist the temptation and said shyly.

He was sincere, but these words sounded like an insult to Liu'an.

If Wan Hongxin wasn't here, Liu'an would have killed Wan Lei on the spot.

"Alright, Young Master has indeed become much stronger after experiencing the Heavenly Tribulation. Liu'an apologizes for any offense."

After Liu'an finished speaking, he condensed even more powerful lightning in his hand, wanting to teach this young master, who had humiliated him, a lesson.

After all, there weren't many opportunities to teach the young master a lesson under the orders of the family head.

Normally, he looked down on this useless waste from the bottom of his heart, and he had long suffered enough of this纨绔子弟 (wanku zidi – good-for-nothing playboy).

Once, he finally managed to snatch the top courtesan of Jade Spring Pavilion, only to have this kid rudely snatch her away and order people to beat him up.

Today, he had to vent this anger.

The violent lightning struck Wan Lei's body again, and the tingling sensation reappeared. Wan Lei almost groaned in comfort.

"Again! Are you not eating?!"

Wan Lei shouted.

"Argh, you infuriate me! Watch my Zijing Yun Lei (Amethyst Cloud Lightning)!"

Liu'an roared, the lightning in his hand becoming even more violent, even tinged with a hint of purple-gold.

Wan Hongxin frowned slightly when he saw this. The Zijing Yun Lei was Liu'an's ultimate move, and he was worried that his son, who had no cultivation, wouldn't be able to withstand it.

However, he also felt that the lightning power in Liu'an's hand wasn't too strong, at most it would only seriously injure Wan Lei.

Well, it would be good to teach him a lesson, lest he spend his days causing trouble.

However, what everyone didn't expect was that the Zijing Yun Lei still didn't cause any damage when it landed on Wan Lei's body.

Wan Hongxin's eyes flashed when he saw this. He thought, could it be that the Heavenly Tribulation had transformed Lei'er's physique? So much so that he was immune to lightning?

Thinking of this, Wan Hongxin immediately shouted, "Liu'an, don't hold back anymore! You can't even take down Lei'er, who has no cultivation. What face do you have to stay in the Wan family?"

Lei'er, let your father see, without any cultivation, yet able to survive the Heavenly Tribulation that killed so many guards, what kind of transformation have you undergone?

Able to remain unscathed under the attack of Liu'an, who is at the sixth level of the Initial Force Realm, how much surprise can you give me?

Liu'an received the family head's order and was overjoyed. He no longer held back and directly used his strongest power, unleashing the Zijing Yun Lei Divine Power, attacking Wan Lei.

Wan Lei was also very happy. If the other party didn't hold back, he could absorb it to his heart's content.

The two attacked and absorbed, having a great time, the scene was extremely spectacular.

Finally, two quarters of an hour passed. Liu'an was panting from exhaustion, his spiritual energy almost depleted, but Wan Lei was still jumping around.

"Out of energy? Is that all you've got? Are you even a man? You're so weak."

Wan Lei sneered as he came to Liu'an, glanced at the other party, and said disdainfully.

"Young Master, you're cheating! You definitely have a defensive magic treasure that the family head gave you!"

Liu'an said unconvinced.

"Do I? I don't remember."

Wan Lei scoffed, and the Thunder God's Hammer in his hand suddenly rose, a violent thunderbolt erupting and blasting Liu'an away.

Liu'an screamed and fell at Wan Hongxin's feet. Wan Hongxin's face immediately became a little unsightly.

"A little shock will fix an idiot like him."

Wan Lei returned Liu'an's words to Wan Hongxin verbatim.

After two quarters of an hour of fighting, Wan Lei had already recalled many memories, and also knew that this Wan Hongxin was his predecessor's father. He didn't want to make things too difficult for the other party, so he didn't say anything too harsh.

"Hmph, rebellious son, surrender now!"

As Wan Hongxin spoke, his powerful divine sense suddenly erupted, attacking Wan Lei's brow.

He was confident that this attack would only stun his son and would not cause him any harm.

However, to his shock, his divine sense entered Wan Lei's soul, but disappeared like a stone sinking into the sea.

Are you kidding me? Wan Lei's soul is the soul of the God of Thunder, how could a small Jindan cultivator like Wan Hongxin shake it?