Fights Break Sphere: I am not Xiao Yan

Chapter 71 Those People (Will Win.)
"Crack!"

"Ahh! Sir, save me!!"

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck the Purple Crystal Winged Lion King from the clear sky. It was so frightened that it started to scramble and scurried to Xiao Yan's back, where it squatted and trembled, "There's still lightning... Where is the lightning? There's no lightning..."

The Dan Lei of Dou Zong level was disintegrating, just like facing the muzzle of a cannon, and his shells that could blow him up instantly at any time would repeatedly misfire and fail to fire.

This is much more exciting than Russian roulette...

"Be quiet."

Xiao Yan didn't have time to pay attention to it, as his attention was completely attracted by the unusual movement in the sky.

Watching the thunderclouds in the sky retreat reluctantly.

For some reason, he always had a feeling that he was remembered by something.

I'm afraid something might happen next time we meet...

“Tsk, who knows what will happen when we meet again in the future…” Xiao Yan obviously didn’t take this feeling to heart.

By the time he refines the seventh-grade elixir next time, he might have become a Dou Huang or even a Dou Zong.

Not everyone is Yao Lao. How could an ordinary seventh-grade cultivator make such a noise? At most, he could withstand an attack from a two or three-star Dou Zong level.
If you have the ability, show me the power of a seven-star weapon!
"A seventh-grade elixir...it has such an unimaginable amount of energy."

The pill held in Xiao Yan's hand had calmed down. The pill mist that naturally dissipated from it was enough to refresh his spirits and eliminate all his fatigue.

"Teacher. With the help of this thing, you can also repair some of the damage to your soul, right?"

"Well... I can only say that something is better than nothing."

Yao Lao couldn't help but sigh: "If I really want to completely restore my soul, I'm afraid I'll need the help of an extremely high-grade eighth-grade elixir to have a chance. But taking this elixir should probably be enough for me to recover to the Dou Zong level."

It’s not that the medicine is ineffective, but it’s a bit too difficult to heal the trauma of the heavenly realm soul with a seventh-grade medicine.

Just like there are nine revolutions between Dou Zun and Dou Sheng, the difference between ordinary spiritual realm and heavenly realm is also extremely terrifying.

If not for the fact that too much of the cultivation system in the Douqi Continent was lost, the soul realm would not be divided so simply and crudely like this.

Looking at the entire realm division, it is basically equivalent to dividing the Dou Qi realm into four levels: below Dou Wang, Dou Wang + Dou Huang, Dou Zong to Dou Sheng, and Dou Di.

We only discuss qualitative changes, as quantitative changes can be completely estimated and can be roughly divided into the beginning, the middle and the end.

"Just considering the resources in the northwest corner of the continent, it is already very difficult to gather so many natural treasures to refine the seventh grade."

It was difficult for Yao Lao to explain his feelings at the moment, so he could only speak in a low voice: "Really. Thank you very much, Xiao Yan."

Originally, in his plan, he would first spend three years as a useless person to hone his mind and test his character, and then use his own unique foundation-building spiritual fluid to reach a higher realm.

Finally, I will travel around the continent to collect strange fire...

Maybe ten years, maybe a hundred years, maybe he will never be resurrected again.

For him, taking in disciples and teaching them was simply his last struggle before death, his last gamble on the brink of death, just to avoid leaving any regrets in his life.

Who could have imagined that within just a few days, this hopeless and deadly place would change into a scene full of vitality and flourishing of all things?
Cut down the convoy, fight the spirits, treat the poison, hunt the monsters...

How much time and effort were wasted on all this.

When he actually held this seventh-grade pill in his hand, he actually had an unbelievable sense of illusion, as if he was in a dream.

"Teacher, what you said is wrong."

Xiao Yan touched his nose again: "Aren't these things all done by you? I am just a pure companion, and I am not of much use."

"Ah……"

Yao Lao smiled bitterly.

If it were someone else, he would still be fiddling with the foundation-building spiritual liquid for a bath, how could he have made such progress?

He was not even worried about resurrection now. At most, he was worried about whether the Burning Technique could fuse with the strange fire.

But it doesn’t matter…

Based on the talent and ability that Xiao Yan has demonstrated, he might be able to control the strange fire without relying on the Burning Technique.

"You~ Sometimes, I really doubt whether you are an ordinary person." Yao Lao had seen the group of geniuses standing at the top of the Douqi Continent with his own eyes: "Even compared with those people, your performance is quite astonishing."

Maybe in the near future, you will open the eyes of those high-handed bastards...

"Teacher, are you talking about those people from the imperial clan?"

Of course Xiao Yan could guess who Yao Lao was thinking about right now. This usually erratic old man would become depressed at this moment.

Oh yeah, and when it comes to that beast.

I don’t know whether Yao Lao also placed his hopes on Han Feng back then, expecting that under his guidance, he would become famous in the continent and even amaze the entire Yao clan.

"I just mentioned it casually... and you actually wrote it down?"

Yao Lao shook his head for a while: "The environment they grew up in is much better than yours, and even their lower limit of talent is far higher than the upper limit of ordinary people..."

"Let's talk about it then."

Xiao Yan habitually reached behind him, but found nothing. "I will go meet those people in person to see what kind of geniuses they are and how they compare to me."

By the way, ask someone to carve your two names on it.

"Alas~" Yao Lao sighed.

Young people are full of energy. If you go there, you will be asking for trouble... uh.

Maybe it's just to gain glory from it?

"Amethyst Winged Lion King...hiss, the name is too long. From now on, I will call you Lion King."

Xiao Yan waved his hand in the distance and said, "Go pick up the ruler. I need to retreat for a day or two to recuperate. I will get your Imperial Pill later."

"Yes!"

As for why not go home?

is it necessary?

Dou Huang Ling Ying squatted on the beam and watched every day. Even if the Yunlan Sect’s army attacked Wutan City, what could they do?

……

"Ah~"

It’s the first day that Brother Xiao Yan is away. I miss him.

The next day? Miss him too.

I continued thinking on the third day.

"Miss, you can't do this anymore." Ling Ying couldn't help but persuade her, "Don't worry about your health if you keep sighing all day long."

Xun Er looked up at him, then looked away: "Ah~"

It’s the fourth day, and I’m still thinking about it.

Ling Ying:......

Master, can you try harder and create another young master or young lady for the ancient clan?
Xun'er twisted the half-eaten candied haws in her hand. She couldn't wait any longer, so she patiently ate it all and threw away the stick.

She had really waited enough these days.

Can't you come back and take a look?!
"Isn't he afraid of Uncle Xiao Zhan's impatience?" Xun'er was indignant.

"The Xiao family's Patriarch and several elders all know about it."

Ling Ying even sighed: "Miss~ How could he only tell you? He must have informed the elders first."

Xun Er: ...

Thank you. If you hadn't told me otherwise, I would have really thought I was special.

(End of this chapter)