Control the Thunder

When I was fifteen, I was kicked out of my family. Everyone thought I was finished. I picked up an ancient book in an abandoned mine, which contained the "Purple Sky God's Thunder Technique" that could change one's fate against the heavens. Three years later, I returned to the family competition, crushed the former genius, and personally sent the elder who framed me to prison. I thought this was the end of the counterattack. Until the day I broke through the golden elixir, an old chuckle suddenly rang out from the ancient books: "Good practice, the body is mine." This so-called golden finger has been trying to seize me from the very beginning.