Throne of Gods: Divine thunder descends, and the Qilin descends upon the world!

Chapter 3: Gathering Information on Ninth-Tier Powerhouses? Me?

Lin Chen gripped Li Zhengzhi's sleeve tightly, his voice trembling: "Old Li, am I seeing things? It shows ninety, not nineteen, right?"

Li Zhengzhi's Adam's apple bobbed as he rubbed his eyes vigorously. When he confirmed that the dazzling "ninety" was real, this ninth-tier magic god could no longer control his expression, his mouth almost stretching to his ears in a wide grin.

This is someone favored by the gods!

Since the establishment of the Temple Alliance, the Magic Temple has never produced a genius with an innate spiritual power of ninety.

Even those awakened above eighty are extremely rare in the entire history of the Magic Temple.

Yuehui slowly opened her eyes, her originally dark pupils now transformed into a dazzling purple.

But this purple was completely different from the eerie purple eyes of the Moon Demon Clan—

This is the purest color of thunder!
Every glance seemed to contain the destructive power of a thunderbolt, yet it was perfectly contained within those clear eyes.

"Grandpa, does this mean I've successfully awakened?" Yuehui asked, blinking her purple eyes that shimmered with lightning.

"Success! More than just success!" Li Zhengzhi was so excited that his beard trembled, and he raised the moonlight high. "You are a chosen one of the gods, a rare occurrence that happens only once every few centuries!"

Li Zhengzhi laughed heartily, and tears even welled up in the corners of his eyes.

Yuehui was held in mid-air, completely dazed.

He had no idea to what extent his inner spiritual power had awakened; he only remembered that when the first violent bolt of lightning raged through his body, it almost made him faint from the pain.

But gradually, the excruciating pain began to subside, eventually transforming into a warm current that gently permeated every meridian, so comfortable that it made one drowsy.

Lin Chen coughed lightly, pouring cold water on the situation: "Old Li, don't be too happy yet. Moonbeam is not only a chosen one of the gods, but also the first person in the history of the Holy Temple Alliance to awaken lightning-type spiritual power."

Li Zhengzhi's smile froze on his face as he carefully placed the moonlight back on the ground.

Yes, behind this amazing talent lies a thorny problem—

The scriptures of the six great temples have never recorded any inheritance of lightning-type spiritual power.

Even lightning-type equipment is mostly used as an enchantment for other attributes.

Especially the most important spirit furnace; in the past six thousand years, there have been very few spirit furnaces with the lightning attribute!

Seeing the two elderly men looking worried, Yuehui blinked and suddenly broke into a bright smile: "It's alright, grandfathers. So what if there's no ready-made tradition?"

He clenched his small fist, "I can be the first person to establish a lightning-based lineage!"

Moonlight raised her head, her eyes gleaming with confidence: "I am the first person in history to be favored by a lightning god. Isn't this the best start?"

These words struck the two old men like a thunderclap.

Li Zhengzhi and Lin Chen exchanged a glance, both seeing a look of realization in each other's eyes.

Yes, aren't all traditions established by predecessors? Just like the Chosen One of the Assassin's Temple back then, didn't he also leave behind a legacy that was unparalleled in the world?

Lin Chen suddenly burst into laughter, patting Yuehui on the shoulder and saying, "Good lad! You have ambition! It seems our Magic Temple is about to usher in a brand new era!"

……

Moonlight gently pushed open the door, and a familiar scent wafted out of the room.

He sat on the edge of the bed, his fingertips unconsciously flickering with tiny sparks of electricity, casting flickering light and shadow in the dim room.

"Lightning attribute." Moonlight murmured to herself, a hint of confusion flashing in her purple pupils.

He knew better than anyone how special lightning-type spiritual power was on this Holy Demon Continent.

Not only has lightning-based spiritual power never appeared in human history, but even among the Moon Demon Clan, there are no records of lightning power.

"So it really was because of that heavenly lightning?" Yuehui shook his head with a wry smile.

The lightning bolt that had struck him astray in his past life had now become his most unique mark in this other world. Although he had spoken with great pride in front of his two grandfathers just now, only now, alone, did Yuehui truly feel the difficulty of creating a completely new legacy.

There was no precedent to follow, no ready-made cultivation methods, and even the most basic elemental structure had to be explored from scratch.

“It’s like…” Moonlight lay back on the bed, staring at the ceiling, “asking someone who has just learned addition and subtraction to solve calculus.”

"Dong Dong~"

The sudden knocking interrupted Yuehui's thoughts.

He paused slightly, then said, "The door isn't locked!"

The door opened with a click, and a tall, slender young woman gracefully entered.

After seeing who it was, Yuehui sprang up from the bed and rushed to the door in three quick steps. She looked around warily before quickly closing the door.

"What, you don't recognize your sister anymore after all these years?" Yueye crossed her arms, slightly raised her chin, and her eyes held a hint of mischief.

"How could that be!" Yuehui chuckled and scratched his head. "I'm just afraid of being exposed, since I'm an 'orphan' now."

Moonlight gave a soft hum, gracefully taking her seat, her gaze sweeping over the simple yet tidy room. "How have you been?"

“Not bad,” Moonlight poured her sister a cup of tea. “She was adopted by Li Zhengzhi, the Lord of the Magic Temple.”

“Li Zhengzhi?!” Yueye’s teacup trembled, then her eyebrows curved into crescents. “As expected of my brother, you’re doing really well. Perfect, the task Father entrusted to me can now be handed over to you.”

"What mission?" Moonlight instinctively tensed up.

Moonlight lowered his voice: "Father wants you to gather detailed information on all the ninth-tier powerhouses of the six great temples."

Moonlight's expression immediately turned strange.

Gathering intelligence on ninth-tier powerhouses?

Just him?
He clearly remembered that his father was a notorious traitor among the demons, always scheming to defect to the human camp.
"How about we just submit the list of the publicly known temple lords and Divine Seal Knights?" Moonlight muttered to herself.

"By the way," Yueye suddenly changed the subject, "Ahui, have you awakened your inner spiritual power?"

Yuehui snapped out of her daze and nodded.

He opened his palm, and a wisp of purple lightning snaked across it.

"I have awakened lightning-type spiritual power."

"Lightning spiritual power?" Yueye's pupils shrank suddenly, and the teacup in her hand fell to the ground with a "clatter".

……

The Moon Demon Clan's territory was shrouded in a deep purple moonlight, and the magnificent palace exuded a mysterious aura.

“Father, I have returned.” Moonlight bowed respectfully to Agares on the throne.

Agares slowly opened his eyes, which were as clear and cold as moonlight: "How is your brother?"

“Ahui has infiltrated very successfully,” a hint of a smile flashed in Yueye’s purple eyes. “He has been adopted by Li Zhengzhi, the Lord of the Magic Temple.”

The Moon Demon God nodded slightly; he had naturally already obtained this information.

In fact, after Yuehui entered Jialing Pass, someone kept an eye on him and regularly passed on this intelligence to him.

However, when Yueye uttered the next sentence, a rare change appeared on the face of this usually composed Moon Demon God.

"Ahui has awakened an unprecedented lightning-type inner spiritual power!"

(End of this chapter)