My bathroom leads to the celestial realm.

5. My fingertips can generate electricity.

The two people and the demon surrounded the campfire. Zhuiyunzi sat cross-legged in meditation, while the toad demon looked around.

Xu Yan was afraid of arousing suspicion, so he stared intently at the campfire and dared not move. However, his brain was working at high speed like an overclocked CPU, reviewing the experience in its entirety and carefully considering whether he had left any loopholes.

The investigation revealed suspicious details everywhere, from clothing and hairstyle to speech, the cell phone in his pocket, and the watch on his wrist.

Even after being bewitched, one cannot be sure whether they should be dull and dazed or like a puppet, and even begins to doubt whether their performance is too forceful.

If he could find so many flaws, how could Zhuiyunzi not have discovered them at all?

No, no, we must find a way to dispel their doubts!

Xu Yan dared not look at Zhui Yunzi, squinted his eyes and pricked up his ears, and gradually entered that mysterious and wonderful state.

The sound of flames burning leaped in his mind, transforming into the image of a bonfire.

The toad spirit fidgeted restlessly, glancing at Zhuiyunzi and then at Xu Yan.

And those two unlucky guys, the one who was completely dead was only a faint outline, while the one who was alive was very clear.

He didn't see with his eyes, but everything was imprinted in his mind through sound, reconstructing into a slightly abstract image.

The only exception is Zhuiyunzi. You can see his figure out of the corner of your eye, but in the scene recreated in your mind, there is nothing there!

My mind went blank, and that mysterious state vanished instantly. I tried to enter it again, but I couldn't find the way.

Xu Yan was immediately deflated and wanted to stop Zhui Yunzi to ask what had happened.

Fortunately, he wasn't stubborn and immediately changed his approach, starting to search through Lei Diao's memories for other methods of utilizing inner cores. He quickly found several spells in the memories.

Upon closer examination, it becomes clear that the Thunder Eagle is a completely wild monster, with all its spells accumulated over a long period of time, lacking any connection or systematic structure.

It was all done on instinct.

It's not difficult to replicate it. Just try it repeatedly according to the feeling left by the lightning sculpture until it becomes a conscious instinct.

Now is not the time, but he is not a proper cultivator, so he cannot calm his mind or control his wandering thoughts. He knows he cannot act recklessly, but the image of the Thunder Eagle keeps appearing in his mind, and the feeling of casting spells involuntarily surfaces.

The demonic power flowed on its own, surging along the arm to the fingertips.

Xu Yan tried his best to suppress it, but he just couldn't control it.

With a snap, a small arc of electricity burst between the two fingers.

Zhuiyunzi and Hama both looked over.

Xu Yanhun almost flew out of his body, maintaining his original posture and desperately trying to control his heart rate—strangely enough, he actually managed to control it!

With things having come to this point, Xu Yan decided to go all out and simply gave up suppressing the demonic power, letting it flow freely within his body.

As a result, an electric arc would occasionally crackle and pop from his body.

The toad demon instinctively moved away, and Zhuiyunzi investigated, quickly concluding that the demon's power had gone berserk.

Fearing for Xu Yan's safety, Zhuiyunzi had no choice but to divert a wisp of his true essence to suppress the rampaging demonic power: "Disciple, follow your master's instructions, calm your mind, and guide your energy back to its origin!"

Xu Yan remained silent and, following Zhuiyunzi's instructions, sent the demonic energy back to his dantian.

Zhuiyunzi stopped, and asked with displeasure, "Disciple, what happened?"

Xu Yan replied blankly, "This disciple does not know."

After saying that, he took the initiative to guide the conversation, and an arc of electricity exploded from his body.

Zhuiyunzi was immediately speechless with anger.

So all that work I did for you didn't learn anything?

You did it on purpose, didn't you!

The dilapidated temple fell silent again. Xu Yan secretly felt relieved and began to ponder his own situation.

Finding the feeling is only the first step; you still need to spend a lot of time practicing slowly to turn that feeling into instinct!

He couldn't help but feel a little irritated, wishing he could conjure up a machine gun and shoot Zhuiyunzi and the toad spirit down together!

Suddenly I felt a tingling or itchy sensation on my arm. I looked down and saw a mosquito, about the size of my fingertip, crawling on my arm and inserting its proboscis into my skin.

Xu Yan was furious: You dare to bully me?

The mosquito was electrocuted with a snap, but a sense of disappointment welled up inside me.

The lightning arcs released by the Thunder Eagle can reach ten zhang in distance, enough to paralyze and immobilize monsters of similar cultivation levels. It is one of the silly eagle's signature skills.

And him? He's only at the level of generating static electricity with his fingertips.

If it were before he time-traveled, he might have been able to use this trick to win back a girlfriend, but that's not what he wanted!

That being said, if enough demonic power is gathered and released in one go, the quantitative change will lead to a qualitative change, and could we kill Zhuiyunzi?

He was filled with passion but dared not try, and even as dawn broke, he still couldn't come up with a way to break the deadlock.

In the face of absolute power, outsmarting someone is a joke!

As dawn broke, Zhuiyunzi suddenly got up and walked out of the temple: "Toad."

"Yes, sir!"

"Guard this place well, I'll be right back!"

The toad bowed and scraped, behaving extremely obsequiously. "Rest assured, Immortal Master!"

With a flick of his sleeve, Zhuiyunzi released a small boat no bigger than a palm. The boat expanded with the wind and, when it landed, was already two zhang long, hovering quietly half a chi above the ground.

The toad became even more respectful, its eyes filled with envy.

Zhuiyunzi landed on the boat like a feather, and using some kind of magic, the flying boat took off and disappeared from sight in a short while.

The toad's respectful gaze vanished, and it licked its lips as it watched Xu Yan's retreating figure.

Xu Yan's gaze sharpened slightly, and he slowly clenched his fist: to run, or not to run?