"Interesting design," he comnted as he chose a few grapes and began tossing them in the air, catching them with his mouth.
"You can have it when I return. Consider it a nto of helping an extre expert," Yan Xiaobao picked up a piece of bread, smiled cheerfully, and responded with a laugh.
A mysterious smile appeared on Yan Xiaobao’s face, but Deng Wu found it inscrutable. It was evident this little child was imnsely pleased with himself.
During the night-long cultivation session, Yan Xiaobao discovered that his ranking had increased to the Seven-Star Student level due to his previous battle, where he had pushed his Qi to the limit, causing his body to greedily absorb and enhance the essence of the world.
Not only had his rank improved, but his control over Mars Fire had also reached a higher level due to Lan Feng’s disruptions during the night. Apparently, so elents belonging to Lan Feng had beco entwined with Yan Xiaobao’s soul during their rging. Their souls were now intricately interwoven, even more tightly than through a Soul Contract.
The imprints left on Yan Xiaobao’s soul contained Lan Feng’s elental affinity. Although Yan Xiaobao could not entirely harness it, this foreign affinity allowed him to amplify the flas of Mars Fire, doubling its intensity compared to the previous day. As for the opposing affinity, Yan Xiaobao couldn’t detect it yet, as he required further mimicry of Martial Arts Skills to do so.
"We need to push forward," Deng Wu sighed, breaking the silence. "Once he wakes up, my old lord will likely show you respect." As he said this, Deng Wu smiled slyly, his gaze wandering casually across the small boy in front of him, soone mature beyond their years.
When he looked at the child before him, Deng Wu’s body shivered slightly. Yan Xiaobao appeared innocent, as one might expect from such a young boy. However, deep within his mind, everything was shrouded in a veil of cunning, carefully calculated plans. Deng Wu couldn’t shake the feeling that this seemingly innocent child would usher in disaster.
Yan Xiaobao paid no attention to Deng Wu’s glaring look, instead finishing a few bites of bread before retrieving his cone-shaped hat and using it to shield his face from the scorching sun once again. He seed to be enveloped in an air of mystery once more.
"We need to stop by my inn," Yan Xiaobao calmly added as he stood up and followed Deng Wu out of the courtyard, sohow slipping unnoticed past the entrance to their little alley from the previous night.
Deng Wu picked up the small sky-blue statue he had carried before. When he inserted a strand of Qi into it, a pulse of energy spread through the surrounding area, montarily startling Yan Xiaobao.
"Don’t worry," Deng Wu murmured, frowning at the statue as though trying to listen to a faint hum. His posture froze at the scene for a few minutes before his youthful face relaxed.
"No one is observing us right now, so you can take off your hat." With that statent, Deng Wu tapped the mory Stone embedded in his bracelet, and a long black cloak materialized from thin air.
Yan Xiaobao felt uneasy when he saw the black cloak but, upon closer inspection, realized it was entirely different from the cloaks of the seven unknown n from the night before.
Once Yan Xiaobao accepted the cloak, he tossed his hat back at Deng Wu. "Your nto," he said before wrapping himself in the cloak, giving the previously distinguished expert the appearance of a girlfriend wearing her boyfriend’s clothes.
The sight made Deng Wu chuckle softly, giving Yan Xiaobao the vague impression that he always intended to make fun of him. Rather than argue with Deng Wu and his apparent lunacy, Yan Xiaobao sighed deeply, letting his frustration escape before heading out to the main street, determined to retrieve sothing from the inn he had left behind the previous day.
The walk through the bustling city didn’t seem to insult Deng Wu in any way, who busied himself observing the vibrant morning buzz of the town. As a young lord, he rarely ventured onto the streets, so seeing bakers preparing for their day, open market stalls, and rcenaries grabbing breakfast before leaving to battle Magical Creatures was a refreshing change of pace. The city’s energy ca from those busily laboring at the start of their day.
Thinking back to his school days, Deng Wu rembered returning to this crowded town every morning while rushing to university without noticing the lively streets. Now, he was trailing behind Yan Xiaobao, drawn along with him.
At the inn, Yan Xiaobao still possessed the mory Stone Key and had a few hours before he needed to check out. Quick as a flash, he darted downstairs and checked out, ensuring he donned the black cloak before doing so.
Impatience started nagging at Yan Xiaobao, making him anxious to return to the academy as swiftly as possible. If they hurried, he would have ti to reach the building where the pills were sold.
"A carriage is waiting for us outside the city gates," Deng Wu said excitedly, glancing around. "I have so things to discuss with you, but this isn’t the place." He continued speaking while Yan Xiaobao subtly nodded. He, too, had matters to discuss with Deng Wu.
The two young n slowly approached the city gates, and as Deng Wu had ntioned, a carriage awaited them, rivaling the grandeur of the Rong Family’s transport.
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The Demon Beast in front of the carriage was truly peculiar. Its body resembled that of a python, but its hind legs belonged to a horse. Its forelegs were the talons of an eagle-like creature, its tail resembled that of a dragon, and its head took on the shape of a feline with two long fangs protruding from its upper lips and twin pointed horns projecting from its forehead.
"Say hello to Xiao Mao," Deng Wu said with a grin. "She’s my personal beast. If I don’t want anyone else involved, she acts as a mobile fortress and pulls the carriage effortlessly."
Yan Xiaobao could only nod at this revelation. It seed most Magical Creatures he encountered had practical uses, but none of them approached the intelligence of Lan Feng. In fact, they weren’t even close to his level.
Inside the carriage, Deng Wu and Yan Xiaobao sat facing each other, neither initiating conversation. Left to reflect in solitude, Deng Wu brought out the small sky-blue statue again, while Lan Feng imrsed himself deeply in refining strands of spiritual energy.
"So," Deng Wu finally said, "you stirred up quite a commotion last night. Do you think the benefits were worth it?"
Yan Xiaobao observed the black-haired youth before him for a mont before slowly nodding. "I didn’t intend to cause trouble yesterday, but so people felt they could bully ."
With that said, Yan Xiaobao’s lips remained sealed, and Deng Wu did not press further. It seed the tension of the incident was already looming overhead, given the destruction it had caused.
Unfortunately, Deng Wu wasn’t aware of those capable of threatening a Holy Beast’s eruption.
What Deng Wu didn’t realize was that Lan Feng could only employ the techniques Yan Xiaobao had cultivated. Unfortunately, the seven black-robed n had caused Lan Feng to lose his poise and beco quite aggressive, seeking to annihilate them completely.
"My guess is, you don’t have any other advanced skills at your disposal," Deng Wu joked, subtly observing whether Yan Xiaobao would react with panic, embarrassnt, or indifference.
Deng Wu himself didn’t fault Yan Xiaobao for keeping secrets. Having secrets was everyone’s right, especially in a dangerous world like theirs. Deng Wu had his own share of secrets, none of them trivial. Yet, while Deng Wu promised not to reveal Yan Xiaobao’s secrets to anyone, Yan Xiaobao might request one of Deng Wu’s secrets in turn, evening the exchange. But this was never ntioned, further solidifying Deng Wu’s favorable impression of the young boy.
Faced with Deng Wu’s question, Yan Xiaobao rely shrugged nonchalantly. At that mont, he wasn’t lying—he truly hadn’t yet realized any other advanced skills. Since Lan Feng was a secret, it was evident he had no intention of revealing his feathered companion or its capabilities.
"If you encounter other advanced skills in the future, co find . The Deng family will help you and ensure you won’t be bullied again," Deng Wu said with a smile while glancing at Yan Xiaobao’s sowhat disheveled appearance.
"I don’t need to sell too many things," Yan Xiaobao replied with a smile. "I need so quick cash to secure cultivation resources, and for now, I should have enough ti to provide for them."
Deng Wu’s eyebrows lifted upon hearing this statent. Selling such rare skills for the sake of cultivation resources was sothing a child would only consider. Pills could be crafted by Alchemists, and while Alchemists were seldom seen, they weren’t as rare as advanced skills. Skills often took years of effort to master, even more advanced than the rarest pills.
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