The Thunder Dao Venerable Must Flatten the Hehuan Sect Today, Too

A goofy story idea. Don't think too hard about it. There's no suspense, just pure silliness.

Don't ask. It's an ABO story with no CP.

Lightning doesn't just cure internet addiction. It can also electrify a world where people clap for love.

Wen Rulei cultivated the Divine Thunder Dharma Form, attained the Great Dao of Thunder, entered the Cloud Heaven Immortal Palace, and took his place as the Thunder Dharma Venerable.

With every breath, he could make the thunder of a Venerable form a golden disc behind his head, his majestic Dharma Form framed by features as lovely as a painting.

How could he have known that while meditating before the Divine Mirror and Moonlit Waters, he would be dragged into a filthy, degenerate world?

This was a world where the Hehuan Sect could do whatever it pleased. Though he had no idea where the sect's ancestral grounds were, nearly half the people in this world had been altered by it.

The spiritual roots used for cultivation weren't in the dantian. They grew on people's necks. And Wen Rulei discovered that he had one on his neck, too!

The Hehuan Sect had also fed these spiritual roots drugs to nourish them. Who knew what strange substances they had added? The roots gave off the scent of the entire Hehuan Sect using its powers.

Someone came to see Wen Rulei and asked why such a high-quality, honey-scented Omega was living alone in such a run-down rental, and why he had entered his special cycle.

Wen Rulei sneered.

All the Hehuan Sect's alterations to spiritual roots had one prerequisite: they needed water spiritual roots as cultivation vessels.

Did they know what lightning meant when it came to water spiritual roots?!

Wen Rulei first rewarded the low-ranking outer disciple of the Hehuan Sect before him with a strike of Nine Heavens Divine Thunder. Then, without hesitation, he struck the water spiritual root the Hehuan Sect had implanted in his neck with a spell of thunder.

The scent of honey turned to caramel, free of the revolting trace of the Hehuan Sect's drugs.

Wen Rulei nodded in satisfaction and walked out of the room.

The Omega Mutual Aid Association had recently welcomed a troublesome new figure.

Xia Lu, the association's chairman, was both pleased and worried.

He was pleased because this person could teach a special method.

After receiving private lessons from him, Omegas who didn't want to be controlled by their pheromones too soon, forced into marriage and childbearing, or made the exclusive property of an Alpha could get through their special cycles without medication.

He was worried because this person was probably ill. Mentally ill.

Fortunately, this mentally ill man was relatively easy to manage. Unlike ordinary people with mental illness, he didn't shout and make a scene for no reason or act violently. The problem was that he clearly had a cognitive disorder.

He asked all kinds of strange questions. For instance, when an Omega came here seeking help, he would ask who had turned them into a cultivation vessel. He would also tell Xia Lu that it was all a conspiracy by a sect called the Hehuan Sect.

According to this mentally ill man, the Hehuan Sect's influence was everywhere, yet he couldn't find its hidden headquarters or its sect leader. This left him deeply troubled.

After a while, Xia Lu began to figure out the way the man's mind worked.

For example, in this mentally ill man's eyes, Omegas were cultivation vessels sought out by the Hehuan Sect for its cultivation techniques. Their various reactions were all because the Hehuan Sect had callously altered their water spiritual roots.

The mentally ill man had asked Xia Lu how children were born here. When he learned that they were all born together in a place called a hospital, he sucked in a sharp breath.

Xia Lu could already guess what the man had imagined.

It looked like he had no choice but to humor him for now, keep him from causing a scene at the hospital, and find a way to get the other Omegas to play along.

Recently, quite a few Alphas in the Empire had been feeling frustrated.

A famous CEO, the unmarried Omega of a certain Qin, had actually refused his help.

And the Omega partner chosen by the family of a famous military scion, a certain Zheng, who was renowned on the battlefield and supposedly had a god-tier differentiation that made him stronger than an Alpha, had said he was still too young to live with him.

Following the clues, the powerful upper class discovered that the association they had once dismissed as insignificant, an organization that merely handed out free medication, could now help Omegas get through their special cycles safely without drugs.

And the key figure behind it was mentally ill?!

How could they let him carry on like this!

But after they met him, why was this mentally ill man so beautiful? His beauty transcended gender!

How could an Omega be so beautiful and powerful, and unaffected by scents?

This tingling, pleasantly numbing feeling from the electric shock is making me want to kneel at his feet!

Venerable: Excellent. It seems you're the Hehuan Sect's middle and upper ranks. Let's discuss the terms of your surrender. Where is the Hehuan Sect?

Think this is an erotica story? No. You guessed the opening, but not the no-CP direction it takes!

Lightning can cure more than internet addiction. The Thunder Dharma Venerable is here to zap people online.

Before it makes the rankings, updates will be posted whenever I feel like it. My mood depends on bookmarks and comments.

After 30,000 words, I'll update according to the rankings. If there's no ranking, I'll update whenever.

I don't plan to make this very long, probably around 200,000 words.

Please don't think too hard while reading. This story is just for fun.

PS: My original Western fantasy setting, Dust and Sand, is already a hefty 600,000 to 700,000 words. Feel free to bookmark and read it:

https://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=8569242

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