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During this period, Wang Julong had been cultivating relentlessly without any results, his finger pointing at the bone, but even so, he was still only at the peak of the Eight-star student squad.
Yan Xiaobao’s lips curled into a satisfied smile. He was now confident that he could defeat Wang Julong. If they fought again as per his evaluation, he would once more knock on Deng Wu’s door.
Once again, there was no response. Yan Xiaobao started to feel a little annoyed. It was no longer the warst days of sumr, and the morning breeze had turned slightly chilly, which only aggravated the boy further.
"Brother Deng Wu!" he shouted as loudly as he could, drawing curious and odd stares from passersby: "If you don’t let in, then I suppose we’ll have to talk at the door."
Upon hearing this, the courtyard door suddenly opened, revealing a visibly irritable Deng Wu standing at the entrance. His clothing was disheveled and chaotic, evidently having just rushed out of his bedroom.
In stark contrast to Deng Wu, Yan Xiaobao was clean and neatly dressed. His face wasn’t angry but was instead brimming with smiles and laughter, giving off the impression that soone had poured a bucket of cold water on Deng Wu.
"Close the door behind you," Deng Wu grumbled as he turned around, permitting Yan Xiaobao to follow. Yan Xiaobao’s radiant smile dimd only slightly, and his young face was filled with an alertness that seed unfitting for soone of his age.
Finally, the two entered the house and sat across from one another. Neither spoke at first, rely observing the other. Deng Wu had completely set aside his usual arrogant deanor; instead, he appeared as alert as Hui Yue.
’Give him the ring,’ Lan Feng commanded, and Yan Xiaobao promptly complied. The ring contained a black mory Stone. Seeing Yan Xiaobao toy with it, Deng Wu grew increasingly uneasy.
"How many have you tampered with?" Deng Yue finally sighed as Yan Xiaobao tossed him a ring. Deng Wu acted decisively, catching the ring and examining it briefly. The last ti he touched it, it had scorched his fingers. The burn marks were still clearly visible. However, this ti, the ring emitted no heat, and Deng Wu allowed it to slide onto his injured finger.
As the ring slipped onto his finger, a faint light appeared. A Sky Blue Dragon statue materialized from within, and Deng Wu placed it on the table between the two of them.
"When I was ten years old, I was allowed to select a small treasure from the family treasury as a reward for being admitted to the Royal Art Academy," Deng Wu said with a sigh.
Ever since Yan Xiaobao arrived here, it was apparent that he knew sothing. The best course of action was for the two of them to share their secrets and then avoid the rest of the world together.
The reason why Deng Wu decided to explain his history using the small statue was his total ignorance regarding it. However, when he had touched the Huili in Liluo City, Deng Wu had felt that the Sky Blue Dragon statue was the current form of the beast locked within Yan Xiaobao’s body. Consulting Hui Yue might yield so answers.
"My father was delighted when I chose this item because everyone thought it was useless, suitable only as a decorative piece. For the first year, I carried it everywhere, just as my father had expected—it truly was useless," Hui Yue said quietly. However, his intuition about the Dragon statue was intriguing, and he couldn’t help but wonder what Lan Feng thought upon finding it here when both were so weak.
"One day, when I returned ho, soone attempted to steal the storage stone where my statue was kept. It took three days to retrieve it. I knew it was worthless, but I was still enamored by its beauty," Deng Wu said, shaking his head sadly. Yan Xiaobao only chuckled lightly. If anything, he could understand how one might remove another’s fixation on an item. Unfortunately, Yan Xiaobao had once discovered he could kill a person in an hour.
Deng Wu noticed the bitter smile on Yan Xiaobao’s face and sensed that Yan Xiaobao fully understood his feelings.
"When I finally got it back, the statue began speaking to ," Deng Wu said quickly and sowhat awkwardly. Deng Wu was well aware of how insane this sounded.
"The statue has many functions. It granted cultivation techniques far stronger than anything I’d encountered before. It could conceal my own cultivation base, but it could also see through the disguises of anyone weaker than it. It imdiately recognized your Divine Beast’s aura, though I never imagined it was soone it knew," Deng Wu said, detailing the abilities of the Sky Blue Dragon statue, which this ti he did not hide from Yan Xiaobao.
"Cultivation techniques alone couldn’t achieve such high rankings in your cultivation base within five years," Yan Xiaobao pointed out with a smile, to which Deng Wu responded with an awkward grin.
"The statue was incredibly powerful when it was alive. It excelled in pill concoction and helped access various herbal extracts that greatly accelerated my growth," Deng Wu explained.
Yan Xiaobao heard this and quietly pondered Lan Feng’s reaction to the revelation. Though an Alchemist interested Lan Feng, he appeared unimpressed.
"I need to talk to my dear roommate. I’m not sure how much he wants you to know," Yan Xiaobao said internally, asking: "Lan Feng, what should we do?"
"Let speak through you," Lan Feng sighed, and Yan Xiaobao quickly agreed. He wandered inward, achieving a ntal projection, and then entered the Dantian Cave. The feathered blue boy began to fade, transforming into a beam of light that exploded into thousands of threads flowing through the ridians before finally transcending the body.
Unlike before, this was not a forced takeover but an ability Yan Xiaobao actively granted to Lan Feng, a skill he didn’t know he possessed before his battle with the man in black.
"Listen carefully," Lan Feng’s voice echoed from Hui Yue’s mouth, startling Deng Wu as the statue on the table emitted an audible humming sound.
"Have you ever heard the history of our world?" Lan Feng continued, while Hui Yue sat within the Dantian Cave, leaning against the wall as the Phoenix took charge of the situation.
"I haven’t," Deng Wu politely replied, fully aware that he was now grappling with the genius behind Hui Yue’s oration. This mysterious expert had destroyed the Shan Clan’s compound with a single low-level attack.
"I won’t bore you with a long tale, but this world once belonged to the four Divine Beast clans, until we were deceived and sealed in various decorative objects, dispersed across different planes of the universe," Lan Feng said, provoking a shocked look from Deng Wu, who had never imagined such a thing was true.
"The item in your hand is none other than the descendant of the Sky Blue Dragon. I must admit, seeing him trapped in such a small statue brings imnse satisfaction," Lan Feng said, with a schadenfreude grin. This was karma.
"Descendant of the Sky Blue Dragon?" Deng Wu repeated with furrowed brows. Unlike Yan Xiaobao, he had never heard of the four Divine Beasts. Having grown up in the Sun Kingdom, he had no knowledge of the events of the Dark Era.
On the other hand, Yan Xiaobao rembered learning about the Sky Blue Dragon statue, its lineage of betrayal against others, whether intentional or accidental, and how this betrayal had led to the four descendants being sealed within various decorative objects.
"This world was created by our ancestors after their coming-of-age ceremonies. Unfortunately, soone was deceived by a re mortal, and this is how we ended up like this," Lan Feng’s tone leapt an octave with a sneer. "That useless son in your statue should remain there and reflect on his failures."
"Shut up, you damned bird!" a voice roared from the Sky Blue Dragon statue. "You were deceived as well, and unlike you, I’m still sealed!"
"So what?" Lan Feng retorted. "You caused us to be sealed, and you were the last to be unsealed—it’s still unfair."
"You weren’t too lucky yourself," the statue sneered. "I found you released from a hairpin, while you were stuck with a dim-witted servant, acting as a brainless child."
"Oh yeah? At least I managed to form a soul contract..." Lan Feng said proudly before his expression shifted to regret. "I shouldn’t have said that. I absolutely shouldn’t have said that."
Lan Feng was frustrated with himself for inadvertently revealing information, while the statue fell silent. It was likely shocked at the notion of anyone willingly forming a soul contract with a Divine Beast.
Deng Wu stared blankly at the statue and the possessed Yan Xiaobao. The conversation was baffling, and he struggled to follow.
"So I gather you two are old acquaintances," he said calmly, eyeing the pair, both of whom felt a bit awkward.
"Ah, yes," Lan Feng cleared his throat. "As you’ve likely understood, the statue was once a Divine Beast much like , and like , a Saint. At the ti, he was even sowhat strong, but now he’s certainly weak."
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