"About two thousand years of cultivation…" Su Wen sighed.
What's the rush?
Thunder Hell Prison Vine had a top-tier bloodline, so it cultivated fast, but advancing to ten-thousand-year would still take nearly a thousand years.
He'd been tricked here by Gu Yuena…
Gu Yuena felt guilty and waved at the Myriad Demon King to shoo it away.
The Myriad Demon King's mouth twitched. Its master was heartless! It wanted to get close to Su Wen too. After all, opportunities are fleeting—if you could earn even a little goodwill, you might be remembered when the "galactic battleship" needed crew.
It wasn't like Bi Ji, who had a husband and couldn't put her pride aside; or Bear Lord, whose brain was slow; or Scarlet King, the pure airhead…
Opportunities were for those who seized them.
But the next second, it was sent flying.
"Get lost!" Gu Yuena snapped, kicking it.
Disturbing her and Su Wen was unforgivable.
The Myriad Demon King left in dejection.
It gazed at Su Wen, eyes full of longing, like a sales rep kicked out of a train station, business card in hand, unable to hand it out.
"So?" Gu Yuena leaned over, blinking her purple eyes.
"This is the one!" Su Wen gritted his teeth.
After all he'd been through for this Thunder Hell Prison Vine, his back was still weak.
"Alrighty!" Gu Yuena clapped, and the clouds above slowly dispersed. Thunder faded, leaving the little purple bamboo in the canyon below, utterly bewildered.
Where's my thunder?
I gathered all this thunder, and now—gone?!!
For most soul beasts, thunder was something to avoid, an instinctive terror of heavenly tribulation. But for it, thunder was its goal—the more, the better.
"Thunder Hell Prison Vine!" Gu Yuena appeared, her cool purple eyes looking down at the trembling bamboo. "Congratulations, you've won the jackpot!"
"Jackpot?" A question mark appeared above the bamboo.
Since birth, it had lived by instinct, gathering thunder, tempering itself, growing strong.
Its personality was explosive.
So when it saw this person disperse its thunder, it should've been furious. But for some reason, it only stammered, feeling as if the girl before it was not a delicate maiden, but an immense dragon.
Her vertical pupils stared down as if looking at an ant.
"That's right!" Gu Yuena pointed to Su Wen.
"Sign a contract with him, become his pet."
"Why should I!" Thunder Hell Prison Vine exploded.
Purple lightning crackled all around, lighting up the darkness. It roared in defiance: "Thunder Hell Prison Vine will never be a slave!"
After surviving hardship and centuries of cultivation, just as its strength soared, a human came to steal its fruit.
How could it accept that?!!
"I can restore the Thunder God's glory."
But Su Wen's quiet words doused its fury. The scene went silent, the purple lightning gone, leaving only a dumbfounded bamboo shoot.
…
A few minutes later.
"I was too loud just now, Master, please don't be angry…"
The nearly hundred-meter-long, ten-meter-wide bamboo now spoke obsequiously. It couldn't resist—he was offering too much…
Bloodline cleansing, advancement—enough to drive any soul beast mad. None could resist, not even the Silver Dragon King.
[Thunder Hell Prison Vine] → [Thunderstorm Prison Vine] → [Eternal Thunder God Vine] → [Divine Thunder Prison]
Su Wen mused. The little purple guy was now at the third stage: [Eternal Thunder God Vine].
Skills:
· Thunder Domain (Earth-grade, brown): Normally absorbs thunder elements, can detonate to create a sea of thunder in a one-kilometer radius.
· Thunder God's Whip (Heaven-grade, blue): Imbued with Thunder God's might, transforms itself into thunder to lash enemies. Has divine punishment effect (can execute if the target is below 30% HP).
· Thunder Shield (Heaven-grade, blue): Absorbs thunder energy, converts up to 40% into shield energy. Excess energy becomes a "thunder core shield," up to 40% of its max thunder energy.
"Hiss…" Su Wen marveled.
Worthy of the top plant attack type.
These skills were fitting for its title.
Of course, in the original, even a ten-thousand-year Thunder Hell Prison Vine was powerful but not so broken. This execution effect was absurd—no target limit, which meant… even gods could fall.
Gods weren't immortal; Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong proved that with their deaths.
But gods were hard to kill.
Upon becoming a god, spiritual power became divine sense, which was a real bug—a wisp could wander the continent. Even someone like Elder Yi could hope for resurrection. Unless you completely overwhelmed a god, if even a sliver of divine sense escaped, you couldn't say you'd truly killed them. (Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue were hunted down; even if they escaped Tang San, they couldn't get past Poseidon and Asura God's encirclement.)
Besides, gods had endless tricks. As long as they had a bit of blood left, they could scatter their divine sense and escape.
But this execution effect was a bug that countered that.
Who needs a Asura Enforcer?
This was the real Divine Realm executioner.
Thunder God's Guillotine.
Thirty percent HP threshold was crazy.
In a Divine Realm war, it could just storm in, slashing wildly, and go on a killing spree…
Little Purple hadn't realized its sights were now set on the gods, but its eyes shone with worship.
From a thousand years straight to a hundred thousand.
That leap was exhilarating.
Just before, it was struggling in a sea of lightning; now, with a contract, it skipped tens of thousands of years, and every moment it could feel its thunder power surging, cultivation skyrocketing.
Half an hour was worth a thousand years of bitter training.
How miserable life used to be…
Su Wen collected his thoughts.
He looked up at the towering vine, which had finally shed its "bamboo shoot" form and was now a true "vine," dark purple throughout, streaked with faint silvery lightning like static.
The thunder around it alone could kill regular ten-thousand-year soul beasts—its power was obvious.
Its only flaw was weak defense. All its skills were focused on offense.