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Even Yan Xiaobao’s student could almost break through the Qi Spiral. But if he managed to break through the remaining energy, how could Lan Feng handle the seven people following them?
Yan Xiaobao knew very well the destructive power of Lan Feng, but to amplify such power, spiritual energy was needed. However, Lan Feng had already exhausted the majority of his spiritual energy. Yan Xiaobao hoped Lan Feng wouldn’t resort to other asures, unless he was absolutely certain there was no way to escape.
Gritting his teeth, Yan Xiaobao let out a deep sigh. The people trailing behind him stirred an inexplicable sense of fear. He seed to have nothing special, yet he was forced to face the despondent blue bird within his rapidly depleting Qi Acupoint.
Fatigue was steadily creeping through the child’s body, his short legs slowing substantially. His blue eyes flickered with resilience as Yan Xiaobao pressed his last rope onto his foot before being shot out once more by a flash of light.
Unfortunately, this was the final battle Yan Xiaobao could endure. Within seconds, he found himself surrounded again by seven black-clad n. Hatred and helplessness surged in his heart as he didn’t even notice the last three n rejoining the chase after taking a brief rest.
Grinding his teeth, Yan Xiaobao stared at the n, anticipating their next move. Yet, just like before, the n did nothing but surround him. An eerie silence engulfed the empty street as both sides tried to outwait each other.
"Love your father!" Lan Feng roared within Yan Xiaobao’s body, releasing a surge of energy. Without any warning, the fire seed to force Yan Xiaobao into his usual ditation state, where he took control of his consciousness instead of his physique. Fearing Lan Feng might harm his body, Yan Xiaobao’s mind was filled with shock and doubt. No matter how hard he tried, he could not connect to Lan Feng’s soul—all he felt was a raging fla.
Unlike usual, when Yan Xiaobao could forcefully take back control of his body, this ti it was impossible. The Qi Acupoint was enveloped in scorching blue flas; though Yan Xiaobao didn’t touch them, he instinctively knew they were lethal.
Shock and horror dissipated, replaced by astonishnt. His uncontrollable body was buzzing with untad energy. Such minuscule energy compressed in this tiny fra caused steam to rise from his pale skin.
Relentless energy waves distorted the air around Yan Xiaobao’s body, blurring his appearance. Even with his conical cap removed, no one could see what he truly looked like.
"I warned you before," a rumbling voice reverberated from Yan Xiaobao’s mouth. Only Hui Le, whose consciousness was within the Qi Cave, could hear it, feeling utterly shocked. It was Lan Feng’s voice, yet even though it belonged to Lan Feng, it sounded strikingly unfamiliar when declared aloud.
Seeing through unfamiliar eyes, perceiving through unrecognized senses, and voicing words he hadn’t spoken—these sensations were novel to Hui Le. He finally understood the life Lan Feng had endured over the past decade.
Suddenly, Yan Xiaobao sensed the Sea of Hell surrounding him beginning to swirl through his ridians, resembling the modified Mars Spark he had previously conjured. As he noticed the pattern, he sensed his hands aligning parallel, as if preparing to practice Mars Fire, yet he realized this ti it wasn’t him at all.
The first spark that ford was even larger than the maximum Yan Xiaobao himself could currently produce. The fla rapidly expanded at such a swift speed that it began to draw in the cold air lingering on the desolate street. The wind coursed through the fire, transforming it from re flas between two palms into a radiant inferno above Lan Feng and Yan Xiaobao’s heads, radiating heat akin to the sun.
"Boom!" As the fiery orb left Lan Feng’s mouth, the miniature sun hovering above their heads surged toward the n facing them. Unfortunately, the n had enough ti to react to the attack; they managed to dodge sideways, letting the miniature sun streak past them before exploding against the wall.
The wall, constructed of stone, turned into molten lava upon contact with the fireball, unleashing havoc within the family compound on the other side.
As the wall collapsed, a sudden warm breeze swept through, carrying the deafening sounds of the entire city and dispelling the grim silence.
Yan Xiaobao regained control of his body. Lan Feng sat within the Dantian Cave, feathers gray and appearance lacking luster.
The seven black-clad n were nowhere to be found, while a second man scread repeatedly from within the burning family compound.
Yan Xiaobao swiftly turned to leave, deciding it was ti to depart. But as he turned, he felt a hand rest on his shoulder, causing him to tense up once more.
"Seriously, you caused such a massive fire, yet still missed?" Yan Xiaobao cursed inwardly, realizing that those n had finally caught up with him.
"First of all, it’s your fault for practicing such garbage skills," Lan Feng retorted. Despite his exhaustion, he didn’t take kindly to the bla. "Also, look at that handso boy. I suspect he’s the one stirring up trouble here." With that, Lan Feng decided to go back to sleep, leaving Yan Xiaobao sowhat caught off guard.
"We better get out of here," a familiar voice whispered near Yan Xiaobao’s ear. The white-haired boy was stunned to see Deng Wu suddenly appear out of nowhere. "I live next door," Deng Wu explained, currently spreading suspicion across Yan Xiaobao’s face.
For once, the carefree expression on Deng Wu’s face was replaced by a serious one. He dragged his classmate through several alleys before entering a rear door in a stone wall, leading to a vast family compound that could easily rival the City Lord’s estate.
"Wait here," Deng Wu murmured before approaching a few patrolling guards. Out of hearing range, Yan Xiaobao couldn’t eavesdrop on their conversation. However, when the guards glanced at him crouched on the ground, their expressions of shock and disbelief mirrored their subtle recalls of the attire he wore during the auction. After a while, the guards disappeared abruptly and Deng Wu returned.
"You’ll stay in my courtyard tonight. On the way back to the academy, we’ll sort out accommodations at any inn tomorrow. For now, this is the safest place for you." With that, Deng Wu didn’t wait for a reply before dragging the little boy by hand toward his courtyard.
"What did you just say?!" Deng Zengying was shocked to see two guards kneeling before him on the floor.
"The young master brought back the revered expert that the entire city is abuzz about, and he instructed no one to disturb them tonight while they’re in his courtyard," the guard continued, his trembling voice betraying his fear of the clan leader’s reaction.
Contrary to expectations, Deng Zengying wasn’t angry about the matter. Instead, he laughed heartily and asked the guards to describe the expert they had seen. Upon hearing about the conical hat and the blue attire, the clan leader’s mood beca euphoric. His earlier claim of knowing the expert seed to be authentic. A great opportunity had conveniently landed in his lap.
"Why would you sell two high-tier skills?" Deng Wu asked with curiosity after bringing Yan Xiaobao back to his courtyard. He had even personally prepared a room for his guest, instead of delegating the task to his servants.
"These skills are useless," Yan Xiaobao shrugged. "They’re customized for the creators, and only those without practical use could figure out how to unlock them."
Yan Xiaobao could have lied, but he felt that Deng Wu’s gratitude toward his family would soon be repaid. Out of respect, Yan Xiaobao was sure to reciprocate it.
Hearing that the skills were useless, a hint of calmness appeared in Deng Wu’s eyes. He nodded lightly before his face fell into an expression of sorrow.
"You scoundrel! You made my father-in-law pay such an enormous price for sothing worthless?" he bellowed, causing Xu Yue to burst into laughter, finally feeling a sense of relaxation after the day’s turmoil.
"He didn’t buy them," Yan Xiaobao chuckled softly. "He brought along so black-clad figures who purchased them. They’re also the ones who stirred up such chaos tonight," Yan Xiaobao explained.
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