Fighting: Practice makes it real, start with a poisonous body.

Chapter 83 The dove takes over the magpie's nest
"here it is……"

A look of surprise appeared on Su Yun's face.

The pavilion behind the barrier is octagonal in shape, with nine dragon-carved jade pillars supporting the towering dome. The pillars are inlaid with translucent luminous pearls, and sandalwood bookshelves extend upwards along the walls in layers.

Dozens of jade slips were neatly placed on each shelf, and in the center of the attic stood a huge star plate with three large characters "Scripture Repository" engraved on the bronze star plate.

"So that's how it is. This place is the Xiao clan's library."

Su Yun placed his fingers lightly on his chin, his fingertips stroking his chin unconsciously.

The Xiao family was in a miserable state, reduced to the point where even the clan leader was only a great fighting master, and the martial arts he practiced were only at the intermediate level of the Xuan grade.

He originally thought that the Xiao clan's original skills had been embezzled by the Gu clan, but he didn't expect that they were still kept here.

"Perhaps it's because of the barrier outside that those without the bloodline power of the Xiao clan cannot enter, or even because there's some kind of program that will self-destruct if you force your way in, which is why this library has been preserved until now."

Su Yun glanced at the many jade slips and examined them one by one.

"As expected of a clan that once held the imperial throne, they possess all the heavenly techniques and fighting skills..."

Su Yun clicked his tongue. The jade slips placed here recorded martial arts and fighting skills, the lowest of which were earth-level.

He looked around, and suddenly his figure flashed and he came to the highest shelf in the center, where there was only a emerald green jade slip.

The energy fluctuations emitted by this jade slip are extremely weak, but the engraving technique is so surprisingly sophisticated that it is difficult for people to ignore it.

Su Yun's soul power surged and probed into it.

"The Hun Tian Soul Devouring Formation can absorb the cultivation of others and store it within the formation. When necessary, it can be fully released to help break through the realm... The carvings on the ruins outside are probably this formation.

Absorbing cultivation and helping to break through... In order to break through to the Dou Di level, Xiao Xuan thought of many ways, and finally chose to gather the blood power of the Xiao clan.

Perhaps this "Huntian Soul Devouring Formation" was once a backup option, but was abandoned for some reason?
The relic absorbed the energy of the heavens and earth and condensed it into spiritual fluid, which now seems to be just a trivial side effect."

Su Yun shook his head. This kind of magic formation, which even the Xiao clan themselves had not adopted, had unknown risks and he was not interested in it.

"It seems that the biggest gain of this trip is the Xiao clan's hidden skills and fighting techniques.

Although I already have the Sword Emperor inheritance, these things can make the vest of my Xiao family ancestor more realistic.

Furthermore, the progress of the Sword Emperor's inheritance is impressive. Apart from allowing me to comprehend a sword technique that is unrivaled in my realm, I haven't mastered a single secret technique yet...

You can use the Xiao clan's fighting skills first."

As soon as Su Yun thought of this, he waved his sleeves, and the invisible power of heaven and earth surged. Thousands of jade slips rose up in response, like an upside-down galaxy, drawing countless bright streams of light in the air, and rushed towards Su Yun one after another.

Su Yun flipped his palm, and the ring emitted a faint light, collecting all the jade slips in the sky into his pocket.

"If Xiao Yan and Nalan Yanran hadn't turned against each other, but had reconciled.

"Xiao Yan, through Nalan Yanran's relationship, got a glimpse of the secrets of the Gate of Life and Death and obtained the Xiao clan's secret treasures from it. Isn't this another way for him to rise to prominence?"

Wind and fire originally complemented each other, but with one move, they became enemies. What a shame... Now he has the advantage.

Su Yun gently stroked the ring with his fingertips and left the Sutra Library.

The moment he stepped out, the barrier that had been struggling to maintain seemed to have completed its mission. It gradually faded away like the mist in the morning light and turned into tiny points of light that drifted away in the wind.

If the barrier had a spirit, it would probably be furious to discover that the person it had been waiting for was a fraud. "There are two more doors here, but the barrier is gone. It was probably broken by the ancient clans and emptied out. Only the bloodline restriction in the Scripture Pavilion was the strongest, which is why it escaped this calamity."

Su Yun entered the other two portals to investigate and found that it was just as he thought. Behind these two portals might be a treasure pavilion, a pill pavilion... or some other place where the clan had its heritage.

"Well, the ruins outside with the 'Huntian Soul Devouring Formation' engraved on them should belong to my Xiao family. How can I let outsiders use them?"

Su Yun quickly got into the role, looked around again, and after making sure that there were no missed treasures, he flew back the same way.

This small world, which had not been maintained for thousands of years and had experienced brutal bloody battles, had an extremely unstable spatial structure and could not tear through the void to travel.

After another ten days of flying, Su Yun arrived high above the ancient ruins.

Nalan Yanran was still practicing with her eyes closed, and had not noticed that outsiders had come to the sect's secret place.

Su Yun followed the instructions on the jade slip and formed a seal with his fingers. Golden light flashed from his fingertips, and a circle of energy ripples suddenly spread around his body.

"receive!"

"boom--!"

A deafening roar echoed. The entire ancient ruins trembled violently, the rubble of the collapsed dome strangely hanging upside down, the rubble of the columns shrank and condensed, and the ground shook violently.

The ruins, which were a thousand feet in size, collapsed rapidly and finally turned into an exquisite bronze palace, falling steadily into Su Yun's palm.

The huge noise finally woke up Nalan Yanran who was meditating. She looked confused and glanced ahead, but her pupils suddenly contracted.

Where the ancient ruins once stood, there is now only a pile of rubble!
"W-what's going on?!"

Nalan Yanran suddenly raised her head and looked at the sky.

Above the dark red sky, a figure in white stood in mid-air. The figure stood with his back to the skylight, a blinding light emanating from behind him, making it impossible to see his face.

He held up the bronze palace in his hand, his white robe rustling in the strong wind, and brilliant starlight flowed around him. Every speck of light seemed to contain the supreme rhyme of Tao, as if a god from the sky had come to the world.

"Stepping on the void, could it be a Dou Zong strongman!"

Nalan Yanran's delicate body trembled slightly. The Gate of Life and Death was an important place in the sect. How could an outsider Dou Zong expert come here?
The relic was the Yunlan Sect's treasure, and it must not be lost. But with her humble strength, what could she do...

Suddenly, Nalan Yanran took a deep breath, as if she had made some kind of decision, and she shouted to the sky.

"Senior, please return the inheritance treasure of my Yunlan Sect!"

Above the sky, a figure in white seemed to sense something and asked, "Is it something from the Yunlan Sect?"

Beads of sweat appeared on Nalan Yanran's smooth forehead. It would be as easy as taking something out of a bag for the Dou Zong master to take her life, but in order to preserve the sect's inheritance, she had to do it!

"It's really ridiculous that a cuckoo takes over the magpie's nest and still thinks it's his own."

A cold sneer came from the sky. The sound was like the tapping of a jade chime, but it carried a biting chill.

Before he finished speaking, the figure in white turned into a stream of light, rippling the void like water waves, and disappeared into the sky in an instant.

"What should we do..."

A hint of helplessness flashed across Nalan Yanran's eyes.

(End of this chapter)