Thunder Valley

Outside of Thunder Valley, Lin Xuan could be seen making his way. This blessed land for cultivation was completely different from what he had imagined. It was not like a small hidden otherworldly cave dwelling, but more like a big hidden city. 

On the main road, there was grass all around and there were even one or two houses built. Many thunder goats were eating grass with their heads lowered. Lin Xuan's eyesight focused on the lightning that flashed at the broken part of the grass.

This grass had lightning properties.

Lin Xuan bent down and picked up a blade of grass with his own hands. Faint traces of lightning sparked on his fingertips. 

The thunder goat was not a magical beast. It only had consciousness because of the thunder grass. It was because the goat grew up eating the thunder grass that their bodies would have traces of lightning. Therefore, even ordinary people could eat the thunder goat.