Yang Xiao excitedly picked up the jade pendant and placed it against his forehead.
Instantly, a golden light flashed from the jade pendant.
Within the golden light seed to be countless strange runes, which surged into Yang Xiao's Heart Spirit.
'It really is! This is a Divine Power Jade Tube! Haha, the Profound Feather Divine Technique? Though it's only a Small Divine Technique, the runes on it are quite extraordinary. They're sowhat similar to that Old Hairy's Supre Great Divine Technique, Shuttle Between Heaven and Earth.'
A trace of excitent appeared on Yang Xiao's face as he processed the information in his Heart Spirit.
He had struck gold.
Once, Yang Xiao had a greatest enemy.
The first Golden-winged Roc in all of existence, he was known alongside Yang Xiao as one of the Supre Divine Kings of the Thirty-Three Celestial Realms most qualified to prove the Dao and beco an emperor.
He was even ranked above Yang Xiao among the Thirty-Three Celestial Realms. His most formidable skill was a Supre Great Divine Technique called "Shuttle Between Heaven and Earth."
This Divine Technique was hailed as the number one speed technique beneath the Great Saints.
The reason Yang Xiao was a step below him was that he was a natural-born Fire God with a body of unyielding stone; speed had always been his weakness.
Although he later beca a disciple of the Nine Yang Supre Sect and mastered a flight-based Divine Technique called the Wind-Fire Divine Wheel, he was still leagues slower than that fellow.
Thus, even though that fleabag bird who called himself the Golden Roc Great Saint was weaker than Yang Xiao in terms of raw power and strength, his speed alone put him in an invincible position, giving him the upper hand.
This left Yang Xiao feeling incredibly frustrated for a very long ti.
Especially after deciding to sever his own cultivation, he had sworn that once he had a new body, he would learn a Supre Great Divine Technique focused on speed.
Unfortunately, a million years had passed, and that dream had yet to be realized.
But now…
'There are very few speed-type Divine Techniques in my mory, and among them, the Wind-Fire Divine Wheel is the fastest. But I haven't even cultivated the basic Divine Techniques of the Nine Yang Celestial Skill, so I can't condense it. This Profound Feather Divine Technique, on the other hand... as long as I step into the Innate realm and open a few acupoints on my back, I'll be able to cultivate it.'
'Moreover, once I've cultivated this Profound Feather Divine Technique, I can draw upon similar Divine Techniques in the future. It might even be possible to perfect it into a new Supre Great Divine Technique on par with Shuttle Between Heaven and Earth.'
His three reincarnations and a million years of experience in the void had deepened Yang Xiao's understanding of the Heaven and Earth Great Dao.
He knew that when it ca to speed in this world, those who could run were no match for those who could fly.
This was a fundantal principle of the Great Dao.
The Wind-Fire Divine Wheel was powerful, but no matter how much one cultivated it, it could never reach the sa extres of speed as a wing-based Divine Technique.
In the past, he lacked this insight, so naturally, he never bothered to collect such Divine Techniques.
Now, he was too weak and didn't have the qualifications to collect them.
But with such a Divine Technique placed right before him, how could Yang Xiao possibly let it go?
Without another thought, he imdiately began to cultivate in the quiet room.
His decision to cultivate, however, was a source of misery for a certain person who had been tracking him all the way from the Purple Sun Sect.
'That little bastard, holing up in Wang Zongping's place and not coming out. Am I supposed to just wait here for him forever?'
The person wore a veil and a cloak, and their voice was aged.
Who else could it be but Ye Zongling, the Head of the Purple Sun Sect's Law Enforcent Hall?
He had followed Yang Xiao all the way from the Purple Sun Sect but hadn't made a move, planning instead to wait until Yang Xiao entered the Celestial Cloud Mountain Range.
This was to avoid leaving any traces along the way that could be discovered by Yang Zhentian.
But now, the boy was hiding in Wang Zongping's residence and hadn't co out. Even though Ye Zongling considered himself a very patient man, he couldn't help but feel a growing sense of anxiety.
Yet there was nothing he could do.
He could only hide in his inn and wait for Yang Xiao to leave.
This wait lasted for a full half-month.
…
"I've broken through!"
In the quiet room, Yang Xiao's face was alight with excitent.
At this mont, his entire body emanated a special kind of aura.
The aura of Innate Qi.
'I never thought this body's foundation would be so good. It only took half a month to break through to the Physical Innate level, allowing the acupoints in my body to communicate with the world's Primordial Qi. Next, let's test the power of this Profound Feather Divine Technique.'
Yang Xiao smiled faintly.
With a flash of starlight within him, a massive amount of Star Power surged from several acupoints on his back, easily condensing into a pair of sparkling, starlit wings.
The wings were translucent and shimring with starlight, making them incredibly beautiful. When spread, they spanned a full ten zhang, large enough to easily envelop Yang Xiao's entire body.
Moreover, every single feather on the wings was vividly detailed, like a blade forged from starlight. With a re thought, he could send them shooting out as lethal, murderous weapons.
'This Profound Feather Divine Technique may still only be considered a Small Divine Technique, but among Small Divine Techniques, it's already at the very highest tier.'
With a gentle shudder of his wings, Yang Xiao's entire body floated into the air.
CRASH!
He shot straight through the wall and into the sky.
His speed was so fast, it was impossible to react.
It seed as though his voice from a mont ago had yet to fade, but Yang Xiao was already several li away.
While it was nothing compared to his mory of the Golden-winged Roc, who could cover ninety thousand li with a single flap of its wings, for his current level, this was already extre speed.
A speed that surpassed his limits.
'Haha, this feeling of flying with wings is truly marvelous! The surrounding air currents, the faint touch of space itself... it's nothing like flying before. No wonder that Golden Roc Old Hairy loved to fly in the sky so much.'
Before, Yang Xiao had always thought the Golden-winged Roc liked to fly in the sky to show off its superiority and satisfy its twisted pleasure of flying over people's heads.
Their very first falling out was because that creature had flown over his head. And as if that wasn't enough, it had even spit on him.
How could Yang Xiao possibly tolerate that?
But now, after experiencing the sensation of flying with wings, another thought occurred to him.
This connection to the power of wind, this touch of the power of space…
...it was simply the best way to comprehend the Dao! No wonder that Old Hairy was always flying about. He never seed to cultivate, yet his strength just kept growing.
His speed, too, just got faster and faster.
With this new understanding, Yang Xiao beca completely imrsed in the joy of flying.
He flew farther and farther away.
However, his indulgence…
...imdiately caused Ye Zongling's face to darken. He had just received the news with great difficulty and had barely started his pursuit from White Cloud Town.
'This guy is just toying with !'
'If I hadn't prepared in advance and bribed a servant at Wang Zongping's residence, I wouldn't have even known that Yang Xiao had left White Cloud Town.'
In fact, if Yang Xiao hadn't smashed through the wall in his excitent, with a skill like the Profound Feather Divine Technique, it's likely no one at Wang Zongping's residence would have even noticed he was gone.
But now, although Ye Zongling knew and had chased after him at the first opportunity, seeing Yang Xiao's figure flying away into the heavens, how was he supposed to give chase?
He couldn't fly!
'That's right! The boy was asking about the Earth Fire Qilin Beast. He must be going to Fla Sun Mountain. I'll go there and wait for him to walk right into my trap!'
But after only a mont, Ye Zongling's expression fird, and he sped towards Fla Sun Mountain, a hundred and thirty li away.
His mind raced, calculating how to capture Yang Xiao alive and ensure there were no mistakes.
Ye Zongling hadn't seen other Secret Skills, so he could dismiss them. But this Secret Skill that allowed one to fly and condense wings—he coveted it desperately.
He wouldn't rest until he obtained it.
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