The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign-Chapter 122 - 119: Thunder Approaches!

Regarding Master Dong’s sneer, Qin Fan simply shook his head noncommittally and took a step forward.

"My young friend, what are you intending to do?" a worried Lai Zhuge hastily inquired from behind.

"Don’t worry, I have no intention of getting physical with Master Dong!" Qin Fan said playfully, with his back turned to Lai Zhuge. He then addressed Master Dong, "Master Dong, since you’re too afraid to draw the thunder, may I try invoking the Thunder Drawing Qiankun Gua?"

"Are you saying you want to draw the thunder?" Master Dong asked incredulously, his eyes wide.

"That’s right!" Qin Fan nodded earnestly.

"HAHA—! HAHAHAHA—!" At that moment, Master Dong burst into uproarious laughter. He had lived for more than forty years and had only unraveled the mystery of attracting thunder with the Qiankun Gua in the last two. A teenager like Qin Fan thought he could draw the Heavenly Thunder? What a wild fantasy!

As his laughter subsided, Master Dong said, "Fine, I’ll give you a chance! Go ahead, try!" Turning to Director Zhou, he continued, "Director Zhou, weren’t you just thinking of drawing thunder? Since this young friend is so confident, why not let him have a try? If he can draw down the thunder, I will take thirty million off the price as compensation for the three-month intermittent period. How about that?"

Confident that Qin Fan was merely bluffing, Master Dong seemed to have forgotten the entire purpose of the Thunder Drawing Qiankun Gua as he got into a petty competition with the boy. However, he failed to notice that the man he was colluding with already had a grim expression.

"Since Master Dong has spoken, fine! No problem!" Director Zhou agreed without hesitation, immediately handing the Thunder Drawing Qiankun Gua to Master Dong.

"Come on, young friend, let’s see what you can do!" With a sneer of contempt plastered on his face, Master Dong handed the Thunder Drawing Qiankun Gua toward Qin Fan.

But Qin Fan’s reaction surprised everyone. He simply shook his head and stated indifferently, "Put it back on the stand."

"Well, as you wish!" Upon hearing this, Master Dong became even more dismissive. With a nod, he placed the Thunder Drawing Qiankun Gua on a stand a few meters away.

Yet Qin Fan remained motionless where he stood. Everyone watched in bafflement, wondering what was happening.

"What’s the matter? Too scared to approach it?" Master Dong mocked, shaking his head and sneering at Qin Fan. "I can understand youthful arrogance, but even arrogance has its limits. You need to learn your place! If you don’t have the vajra, don’t take on the porcelain work. You should remember this for the future!" 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

After speaking, he started to move toward the stand, intending to take down the Thunder Drawing Qiankun Gua.

"Did I say I wouldn’t do it?" Qin Fan’s voice stopped him in his tracks.

"The Gua is over there. You’re going to summon the thunder from here?" Master Dong asked, furrowing his brow in confusion.

"Is there a problem? Can it not be done?" Qin Fan teased lightly.

"Fine, fine, fine, be my guest!" Convinced that Qin Fan was just being stubborn, Master Dong didn’t bother to say any more. He gave a dismissive snort before stepping aside. He was eager to see what kind of joke this mysterious act of Qin Fan’s would turn into.

Once the fingertips representing the Yang Energy left the Thunder Drawing Qiankun Gua, even he couldn’t control the Heavenly Thunder. A teenager like Qin Fan, standing several meters away, wanted to draw thunder? Daydreaming!!!

At the same time, everyone present couldn’t help but shake their heads at Qin Fan’s behavior. Although he had just solved the bronze turtle puzzle, this latest stunt made them think he was getting ahead of himself—and Yan Huixian was no exception. Even Master Dong, the owner of the Qiankun Gua, wouldn’t dare to be so presumptuous. How could this fellow, who had never even touched the artifact, adopt such a stance? Considering Qin Fan’s age, drawing thunder seemed utterly preposterous.

It was just a teenager’s stubbornness and love for showing off! This mindset... hmm, everyone understood!

Only Lai Zhuge wore a wry smile, looking at Master Dong with a touch of sympathy.

Don’t have the vajra, so don’t take on the porcelain work? Qin Fan was the true dragon-slaying deity of Yanjing Ridge; he was the one who had summoned the Ninth Layer of the pure and pristine Dragon Slayer Heavenly Thunder! What was the difference between saying that to him and trying to show off your sword skills to a master?

Under everyone’s focused gaze, Qin Fan gave a leisurely yawn and shook his head. Then, he began Concentrating Energy. The True Essence Qi inside his Dantian began to rapidly circulate throughout his body.

Facing the Thunder Drawing Qiankun Gua on its stand, Qin Fan chanted each word with focused intensity.

"Thunder, Fire, Lake, Water, Wind, Earth, Heaven, Mountain!"

With each word he shouted, every needle within the Qiankun Gua trembled wildly. By the time Qin Fan had called out all eight words, the needles inside the Thunder Drawing Qiankun Gua were flailing as if they had gone haywire. Amidst the violent thrashing of the needles, the entire Thunder Drawing Qiankun Gua began to shake on its stand.

Although Qin Fan stood several meters away, each word he uttered was saturated with his robust True Essence Qi. Compared to the Yang Energy from the fingertips of these so-called masters, the True Essence Qi seeping into the Gua was like the difference between heaven and earth. Qin Fan was even holding back slightly; otherwise, forget drawing thunder—the Qiankun Gua itself would have been blasted apart by his True Qi.

Seeing the unbelievable scene unfolding within the Qiankun Gua, everyone stared wide-eyed as if they had seen a ghost. How... how did he do it? How could such a thing happen just by shouting a few words from several meters away? Amid the intense and surging shock, everyone felt their throats go dry.

Master Dong’s face, however, turned deathly pale at the sight. An ominous premonition surged through his heart. Could it be that this wet-behind-the-ears brat could really summon lightning? Impossible, absolutely impossible!!! He desperately tried to convince himself, his eyes glued to the Thunder Drawing Qiankun Gua.

As the chant of the eight words ended and the needles spun erratically, Qin Fan’s expression remained just as solemn. His brow furrowed slightly. Facing the Thunder Drawing Qiankun Gua, he shouted once more.

"Settle!"

With that single command, the needles on the Qiankun Gua came to an abrupt halt, completely motionless.

Amidst the bewildered and dumbfounded stares of the crowd, the solemn focus on Qin Fan’s face finally melted away, replaced by a confident, arrogant smirk. He raised his right hand high into the air.

"Let thunder strike!" he commanded with wild arrogance.

Let thunder strike? Will thunder really come now? At that moment, everyone held their breath.

Ten seconds passed. Nothing. Twenty seconds passed, and still nothing. Just as everyone assumed Qin Fan had failed, Master Dong let out a huge sigh of relief. But before his relief could settle in, the needles on the Qiankun Gua suddenly began to thrash wildly again.

At the twenty-five-second mark, a tremendous ROAR echoed across the clear sky!

The next moment, with a deafening CRACKLE of thunder, the Ninth Layer of Heavenly Thunder struck down into the open courtyard of the Lingnan Fengshui Association.