The Dragon's Magic Code

Chapter 13 Sky Thunder of the Dark Domain

Lin Yan could not resist his curiosity and decided to probe into Huang Suqiu's true origin.

"Miss Huang, I have lived in Sun County for fifteen years and have seen all the beauties there."

"However, I have never seen you before. Where are you from? Are you a fairy?" He asked carefully.

Gracefully, Huang Suqiu smiled like she had nothing to hide.

Her beautiful hair danced in the night wind, framing her cheeks and brushing against Lin Yan's face.

She abruptly leaned in, a small smile tugging at her lips. "Are you interested in me, Grandmaster Lin?" She teased.

Lin Yan was stunned as it wasn't the reaction he was expecting. He blushed as he waved his hands urgently in denial.

"Y-You misunderstood. I was just—"

"Pfff! Haha. Don't worry, Grandmaster Lin!" She peered at Lin Yan, very amused at his cute reaction.

"I'm waiting for someone to take me away. That person should be coming soon!" She explained.

Lin Yan nodded slightly, vaguely understanding.

Taking her away meant that Huang Suqiu was not from Sun County. Where would she go? Would she return?

This time, Lin Yan did not ask because he knew it would be fruitless.

Suddenly, the two of them stopped. Everything was deadly silent. A cold wind blew, picking up the fallen dead leaves.

"It would appear that I have attracted some dirty rats."

Lin Yan took a step forward. His eyes changed as the sword appeared in his hand.

"One, two, no, six!"

"It seems that Lin Tianyou is willing to pay the price! To deal with me, he is willing to mobilize six martial artists, five at the Seventh Stage of Body Tempering, and one at the Ninth Stage of Body Tempering!"

He spoke to the empty street with a cold glint in his eyes.

Six assassins wearing black robes revealed themselves as soon as he finished speaking, staring down Lin Yan.

Their leader was a bald man with an ugly, horse-like face. He had reached the peak of the Ninth Stage of Body Tempering and was prepared to release his majestic Yuan Qi.

Lin Yan was acutely familiar with this person. He was Lin Genshuo, the Elder of General Affairs and Seventh Elder of the Lin Family.

"Lin Yan, smart as you are, you only guessed half of it correctly. It isn't Lin Tianyou who wants you dead this time, but the First Elder!"

"If I were you, I would pretend to be useless until I die. That way, I could live safely, at least!"

Lin Genshuo stuck out his tongue and licked his lips. His gaze turned amorous when he noticed Huang Suqiu.

"My, my, why should a beauty like you hitch yourself to a man about to die tonight?"

"Come here and serve me. I will show you the joys of being a woman!"

Lin Yan was furious. He was about to unsheath Sky-Cloud Sword and fight to the death when Huang Suqiu stopped him.

Despite the harassment, not only was Huang Suqiu not angry, she was smiling. She tilted her head and said to Lin Yan,

"They're too strong, so we're no match for them! To catch a rat, we need a cat!"

"Let's go and leave them to the cats. Let's continue to chat!"

Huang Suqiu ignored Lin Genshuo and the others. She tugged at Lin Yan with her delicate hand, leading him through Lin Genshuo and the others.

Lin Genshuo was burning with anger at the dismissal, his whole body was crackling with energy. He gnashed his teeth as he spoke,

"How dare you not respect me?! I will make you two b*tches suffer a fate worse than death right now!"

"Go, kill the man, then strip off the woman's clothes and send her to my room!"

As they were rubbing their hands in glee, a black figure dropped from the sky like a boulder.

"If you hurt a hair of our lady's head, you are digging your own graves! Crimson Mountain Palm!"

Red light covered the man's palm. A wave of energy shot out and hit Lin Genshuo in the chest in an instant.

Boom!

Lin Geshuo fell back several steps from the impact.

A burnt smell wafted from his chest. When he looked down, he saw that his chest was already mutilated.

"Foundation Realm! He... he is a top martial artist of the Foundation Realm!"

His eyes widened in shock as his confidence deteriorated rapidly. He felt something sweet and metallic in his throat. Soon, a mouthful of blood sprayed out. His aura immediately weakened.

This Foundation Realm martial artist was, of course, Peng Jian from the House of Hundred Treasures.

Lin Yan was about the help Peng Jian when Huang Suqiu stood in front of him and held him back.

"Peng Jian and the others will deal with those rats. Grandmaster Lin, we saved your life tonight. Don't forget our agreement!" She whispered in his ear.

As they walked away, they could hear the sound of fighting and screams of Lin Genshuo and the others as the fire blazed across the sky.

Outside the Lin Family's courtyard, Huang Suqiu waved goodbye to him and then turned to leave.

Lin Yan watched her go. He stared at his hand, which she had held, lost in thought. It took a long time before he snapped out of it.

Half a day later, Lin Yan slowly put away the Book of the Divine Thunder in the Dragon-Devouring Prison and let out a deep exhale.

The power of the Book of the Divine Thunder was far more terrifying than he had imagined.

According to the records and descriptions, those who practiced the Book of the Divine Thunder would be able to call down nine days of Divine Thunder and plant them into their Elixir Fields.

The practitioner could call up to 13 types of thunder according to their body constitution and talent.

"The Holy Thunder of Purple Yin, the Holy Thunder of Evil Warding, the Holy Thunder of Wind and Cloud."

A day later, in the endless sea of stars above the Dragon-Devouring Prison, there was a peal of rolling thunder and a chiasmic shift.

In the depths of the sea of stars, a bolt of black thunder suddenly shot from the depths of the cosmos. It transformed into a Black Divine Dragon the size of a human, roaring in the sky.

The Divine Dragon's aura was astonishing. It caused the entire world in the Dragon-Devouring Prison to change color and everything to sink.

A terrifying, destructive force gathered in the sky and slowly formed between the eyebrows of the Divine Dragon.

It was a darker shade of Black Divine Thunder. It was only the size of a strand of hair, but it contained the aura of the entire Divine Dragon.

The Divine Dragon screamed and turned into powder. Countless scales floated through the air and reverted into thunderbolts.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The thunderbolts formed a lake of thunder, which broke apart and rained down like a hailstorm.

But just when they were about to hit the Dragon-Devouring Prison, an inexplicable power in the void swallowed them up.

"Fall!"

Naked, Lin Yan sat on the ground with a stern expression, not daring to misjudge even by a little. Just then, he opened his eyes.

He stared up into the sky at the hair-sized black thunder condensed between the eyebrows of the Black Divine Dragon and clenched his fist.

The black lightning fell from the sky in an instant. With a swoosh, it pierced between Lin Yan's brows, shooting into his Elixir Field.

He shivered and his face turned pale.

After the black thunderbolt disappeared, the Dragon-Devouring Prison returned to its original appearance.

Lin Yan was overjoyed. He looked into his Elixir Field and fell into deep thought.

The Black Divine Thunder was different from the 13 types of lightning described in the book. Was it because he had a Dragon-Devouring Spiritual Body?

Or was it because of the Dragon-Devouring Prison? Was it because there was only an endless sea of stars, so it was drawn from the stars?

All these thoughts clouded Lin Yan's mind. However, try as he might, he could not find the answer.

"In that case, I'll call you the Sky Thunder of the Dark Domain!"