Simultaneous Transmigration: From Douluo Continent to the Pinnacle

Deep within the Warcraft Mountains, in a secluded valley.

In the center of the valley, beside a simple platform made of natural bluestone, Qingyue was sitting cross-legged.

She wore a light blue cloth dress, the hem of which was slightly lifted by the mountain breeze, and a few strands of hair fell beside her fair cheeks.

At this moment, her eyes were closed, her brows were slightly furrowed, and her expression was extremely focused. A faint aura of cyan battle qi surrounded her.

The halo of light undulated with her breathing rhythm, sometimes contracting and sometimes expanding, like the ebb and flow of the tide.

Beside her, a two-headed fire spirit snake, over three zhang long, was coiled up; this was She Yu, who had broken through to the fifth rank.

Its body, covered with fine, fiery red scales, was as thick as a pillar, with two ferocious snake heads on its left and right sides.

The scarlet tongue flicked out rapidly from time to time, carrying wisps of scorching heat, as if the surrounding air was being baked and slightly distorted.

But at this moment, this magical beast, which had reached the Dou Wang realm, showed no sign of violence in its eyes; instead, it exuded a gentle and focused aura.

Its eyes were fixed on Qingyue, and its body was surrounded by a stream of fiery red battle aura.

It slowly seeped through its scales, then seeped into Qingyue's limbs and bones.

The Fire Spirit Serpent's fighting spirit was intense but not scorching.

Like a pair of warm, gentle hands, it softly guided the fighting spirit within Qingyue's body, guiding it to circulate slowly along a mysterious path.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Qingyue's forehead, and the glistening sweat slid down her jawline, dripping onto her clothes and spreading into a small dark stain.

But she was completely unaware, still immersed in her cultivation.

Her breathing was long and steady, and with each exhale, her chest would rise and fall slightly, and the azure battle aura around her would become more intense.

A faint, low humming sound emanated from her dantian.

Time slipped away quietly in this tranquil practice, like spring turning to autumn, and two days passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, a sudden gust of wind arose in the valley, swirling the accumulated leaves on the treetops into a flurry of motion.

The azure battle aura surrounding Qingyue suddenly surged, like a tide breaking free from its restraints, surging and churning, creating a powerful wave of energy.

Her eyes snapped open, a sharp glint flashing within them.

His tightly clenched fists slowly loosened, his hands rapidly forming a series of profound hand seals, and he uttered a low shout: "Condense!"

In an instant, the violent fighting energy seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, frantically converging towards her dantian.

Faintly, a visible cyan vortex could be seen slowly forming deep within her dantian.

The spinning speed increased, and the buzzing sound became louder and louder, causing the bluestone around her to tremble slightly.

"It's done!"

Qingyue suddenly stood up, and when her feet landed, several fine cracks even appeared on the bluestone.

She felt the unprecedented abundance of power in her dantian, and the exhilarating sensation of the fighting spirit flowing through her meridians. A slight smile appeared on her lips.

The bottleneck between the ninth level of Dou Qi and the Dou Zhe (Fighter) has been completely pierced, like a thin sheet of paper. Now, she is a true Dou Zhe.

Immediately, Qingyue raised her head and looked at Lin Yao, who was looking at her with joy and happiness not far away, her joy and excitement barely concealed.

Seeing Lin Yao, who was sitting cross-legged beside her, nod in approval, Qingyue felt even more delighted.

If it weren't for the fact that Lin Yao was engaged in his own cultivation, and Qingyue felt it inappropriate to disturb her brother's cultivation, she would have excitedly run up to him.

On the other side, She Yu's two snake heads gently rubbed against Qing Yue's arm, the rough scales brushing against her skin, bringing a slight itch.

Its snake eyes were full of satisfaction, and its scarlet tongue licked Qingyue's hand as if to express its congratulations.

Qingyue reached out and gently stroked Sheyu's smooth scales, feeling the warmth on her fingertips. Her eyes were filled with gratitude.

If it weren't for the help of this fifth-tier magical beast, who guided her battle qi and tempered her meridians...

It was absolutely impossible for her to overcome this bottleneck that had troubled countless people and successfully condense the Qi vortex in just half a month.

What Qingyue found most unforgettable and what warmed her heart most during these few days of arduous training was...

It is not the joy of a fighter who breaks through.

It was Lin Yao's companionship on my birthday.

Since her mother passed away, Qingyue's birthday has become a day she doesn't want to mention.

Long ago, I had a mother, even though her gaze towards me was complicated for one reason or another.

However, I still felt my mother's care and tenderness.

But one day, the person closest to me left.

Every year on this day thereafter, I would just stay alone in my dilapidated home.

Hugging his knees, watching the sunset on the horizon, he licked the wounds in his heart.

Watching the other children's laughter and joy, and hearing their mothers' gentle words of advice, all of these were unattainable dreams for me.

But now, everything is different, because she has an older brother named Lin Yao who cares about her a lot and asked about her birthday in advance.

Upon learning that her birthday was just a few days away, she took it very seriously and prepared an extremely lavish birthday feast.

That is indeed the case.

Upon learning of Qingyue's birthday, Lin Yao got up early on that day, just as dawn was breaking, to make preparations.

Without disturbing Qingyue, who was cultivating her battle qi at the time, he walked through the morning dew to the stream outside the valley and caught a few plump spirit fish.

The spirit fish was entirely silvery-white, its scales shimmering with a faint luster. Its flesh was incredibly tender, a rare delicacy in the Monster Mountain Range.

He then picked a few tender, dew-covered herbs from the nearby grass. The herbs had lush, green leaves and emitted a refreshing fragrance.

Then, head to the nearest town to gather some spices and ingredients.

Back in the valley, Lin Yao set up a simple grill on the bluestone and lit a campfire.

The leaping flames licked the fish, sizzling the flesh, and golden oil dripped down its body into the fire, releasing an enticing aroma.

He chopped the medicinal herbs and some spices into small pieces and sprinkled them evenly over the fish.

Instantly, the fresh aroma of fish and the delicate fragrance of herbs intertwined, filling the entire valley and making one's mouth water.

He also found a blue wildflower that looked like a bell from somewhere. Its petals were delicate, its stamens were golden, and it emitted a faint fragrance.

Lin Yao carefully wove the petals together to make a small wreath, which he gently placed on Qing Yue's head.

At the same time, he took out a small cake that he had prepared in advance using the power of the five elements and corresponding ingredients, and placed it in front of Qingyue.

Sunlight fell on Lin Yao's profile, outlining his soft features. He looked at Qing Yue, his voice as gentle as a spring breeze in a valley:

Happy birthday, Xiaoyue.

Looking at the golden and crispy fish in front of her, at the faint smile in Lin Yao's eyes, at the exquisite blue flower wreath on her head, and at the little cake in front of her that seemed to depict her smile, Qingyue suddenly felt a lump in her throat and her eyes instantly reddened.

Crystalline tears welled up in her eyes, but not wanting Lin Yao to worry, she held them back.

"Xiaoyue, with me as your older brother now, everything will be alright. Hurry up and eat, try my cooking."

Seeing Qingyue like this, Lin Yao said softly and took out a handkerchief to wipe away her tears.

"Yes. Brother Lin Yao."

Feeling Lin Yao's gentleness, Qing Yue smiled, responded, picked up a piece of fish, and took a small bite.

The crispy on the outside and tender on the inside meat melts in your mouth, carrying a faint aura of spiritual energy.

Then I took another bite of cake, and the soft, creamy texture brought an indescribable warmth that spread from the tip of my tongue all the way to my heart.

This was more than just a delicious meal; it was like a ray of light piercing through the gloom, illuminating her long-dormant heart.

On this day, she was no longer that lonely and helpless girl, but someone who was remembered and cared for.

This taste, imbued with deep emotion, is far more precious than any delicacy, bringing Qingyue a long-lost sense of peace and happiness.

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Besides making up for some of Qingyue's regrets, Lin Yao also took the time to improve together with Qingyue.

Previously, he had fought against the high-level magical beast, the Flame Prison Tiger, and that battle was the strongest opponent he had encountered on the Dou Qi Continent.

The sharp sound of claws tearing through the air, the excruciating pain of flames burning the skin, and the roar of clashing battle auras are still vivid in my mind.

It was that battle that greatly tempered his fighting spirit, with a large amount of demonic beast blood and fighting spirit surging into his body.

Through the power of the ultimate claw within his body, his cultivation level surged, but it also left behind hidden dangers.

After all, he had previously improved from a one-star Dou Huang to a seven-star Dou Huang, and now he has improved again.

The surging power surged within him, becoming somewhat uncontrollable, like a wild horse breaking free of its reins.

But these past few days of reflection have allowed him to fully integrate these violent forces.

At this moment, Lin Yao was standing on the edge of the cliff in the valley, with his hands behind his back.

A long, dark robe fluttered in the mountain wind, and long, ink-black hair danced in the breeze.

His posture was as upright as a pine tree, and he exuded a calm and reserved aura.

Slowly raising his hand, a wisp of silver-blue battle qi quietly emerged in Lin Yao's palm, the battle qi having a deep color.

It contained an extremely terrifying pressure, as if even the air was compressed and slightly distorted, and the wild grass on the edge of the cliff was bent over by this pressure.

He closed his eyes slightly, his mind sank into his body, carefully sensing the vast, ocean-like power of the Seven Star Douhuang within his dantian.

Once, those violent forces caused his meridians to ache faintly.

But now, every wisp of battle qi flows freely and without the slightest stagnation, as if it were his own arm.

He could clearly sense that his control over his battle aura had reached an unprecedented level.

"With the cultivation of a Seven-Star Dou Huang, if he were to unleash his full power without relying on any trump cards or tricks, he should be able to get infinitely close to the level of a high-level Dou Zong."

Lin Yao slowly opened his eyes, a satisfied glint in them.

He could feel that his body was like a container full of power, which he could unleash with great strength if he wanted to.

He turned his head, his gaze passing over the layers of trees, and looked at Qingyue, who was playing with Sheyu not far away.

The girl's face was beaming with a bright smile, and her clear laughter echoed through the valley.

The faint aura of battle spirit surrounding her shimmered faintly in the sunlight.

Looking at this scene, Lin Yao's smile deepened.

Qingyue's breakthrough was expected, but the consolidation of his own strength was an unexpected surprise.

Therefore, it's time to put the purpose of this trip on the agenda.

Lin Yao pondered for a moment, then lifted his foot and walked towards Qing Yue, his footsteps light and slow, not disturbing a speck of dust.

He walked to Qingyue's side, his gaze falling on her smiling face, and said with a smile, "Qingyue, we should go now."

Upon hearing this, Qingyue's smile faltered slightly, but she nodded vigorously.

She raised her head and looked into Lin Yao's deep eyes, her gaze showing no trace of reluctance.

She knew that Lin Yao was not someone who would stay here for long; they had more important things to do, and their journey could not end in this small valley.

Even though this valley holds many fond memories for her, staying by her brother's side will always bring her beautiful memories.

The two tidied themselves up quickly. Qingyue straightened her clothes, while Lin Yao checked his belongings.

Before long, they set off on their journey away from the valley.

Their destination was Green Mountain Town, on the outskirts of the Monster Mountain Range, where they were going to search for Little Fairy Doctor.

Then, following the clues of Little Fairy Doctor, they searched for the fragments of the legendary Pure Lotus Demon Flame, which could burn everything.

Along the way, Qingyue had just broken through to the Dou Zhe level, and both her mental strength and Dou Qi foundation were in a phase of rapid improvement.

Her steps were light and quick, her fighting spirit flowed freely, and even her eyes were brighter than usual.

Lin Yao saw this and made a plan in his mind.

When they reached the vicinity of a dark and damp snake den, Lin Yao suddenly stopped.

His eyes flashed, and his sharp gaze, like that of a hawk, looked into the depths of the snake pit.

The snake cave was filled with a pungent, fishy stench. In the darkness, faint specks of eerie green light could be seen—the pupils of the serpentine monsters.

A moment later, Lin Yao moved swiftly, disappearing into the crowd like a ghost, his speed so fast that only a blur remained.

Several mournful hissing sounds came from the snake cave, accompanied by the cracking sound of bones breaking. In less than half an incense stick's time, Lin Yao came out carrying two black snake-like magical beasts with white fangs.

These two serpentine monsters were over ten feet long, with scales as hard as iron. On their triangular heads, a pair of vertical pupils flashed with a venomous light, clearly indicating that they were on the verge of death.

They are fifth-tier Inkscale Serpents, with potent venom and formidable physical strength.

Its body contains extremely pure snake-like magical beast blood essence, making it an excellent choice to strengthen She Yu.

Lin Yao tossed the two dark-scaled serpents in front of She Yu and said calmly:

"By consuming them, your strength should be able to advance further."

She Yu's two snake heads immediately lit up, and their scarlet tongues flickered wildly, clearly sensing the pure power contained within the Ink Scale Nether Serpent.

Without the slightest hesitation, it opened its massive maw, revealing its gleaming white fangs, and swallowed the two dark-scaled serpents whole.

In an instant, the fiery red battle aura around She Yu surged, and the scorching air waves swept out like a tsunami, even scorching the surrounding grass and trees until they curled slightly.

The bluestone on the ground had taken on a faint yellowish-brown hue.

Its body grew thicker and thicker at a visible rate, and the luster on its scales became deeper and deeper.

Faintly, the aura of a sixth-tier magical beast was quietly brewing within its body.

Qingyue felt the powerful aura emanating from She Yu, and her eyes were filled with joy.

With She Yu's support, her safety was further guaranteed, and as She Yu's strength increased, her combat power also reached a new level.

They remained silent the entire way, and Lin Yao made no attempt to conceal his whereabouts.

His body was enveloped in a surge of silver-blue battle aura, and a pair of incredibly refined battle aura wings suddenly unfurled behind him.

The patterns on the wings were clearly visible, and each flap of the wings would bring up a strong gust of wind.

He reached out and gently embraced Qingyue's waist, lifting her into the air and transforming her into a streak of silver-blue light as they sped towards Qingshan Town.

Outside Qingshan Town, people come and go, mostly mercenaries and merchants.

The mercenaries were dressed in leather armor, with weapons at their waists, and their faces showed signs of weariness from their journey.

The vendors were shouting loudly, and their stalls were filled with all kinds of monster pelts and medicinal herbs, creating a lively atmosphere.

Suddenly, a silver-blue streak of light descended from the sky, and a powerful pressure descended like a mountain.

Everyone stopped in their tracks, their faces filled with shock.

The mercenaries' weapons clattered to the ground, the vendors' shouts abruptly ceased, and the entire street fell into a deathly silence.

All eyes were focused on the spot where the silvery-blue light fell—in front of the town's largest herbal medicine shop, Wan Yao Zhai.

Lin Yao landed steadily on the ground with Qing Yue in his arms. The battle qi wings slowly dissipated, turning into specks of purple light that merged into his body.

He stepped into the Wan Yao Zhai, his black robe sweeping across the threshold with a soft sound.

His gaze was indifferent as he swept over the old man behind the counter who was calculating accounts with his head down. The oppressive aura contained in his gaze made the old man tremble.

This old man was none other than Mr. Yao, the manager of Wan Yao Zhai.

He was over fifty years old, with gray hair, and was considered a prominent figure in Qingshan Town.

But at that moment, he felt that terrifying pressure and suddenly raised his head.

The moment he saw Lin Yao, his face turned deathly pale, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

The abacus in his hand fell to the ground with a "clatter," scattering the beads all over the floor with a crisp sound.

"S-senpai..."

Mr. Yao's voice was filled with deep fear, his legs were weak, and he almost knelt down.

He had lived most of his life and had never seen such a terrifyingly powerful person.

The mere release of that oppressive aura caused his fighting spirit to cease functioning, as if he would be crushed into dust in the next second.

Lin Yao's expression was indifferent, his tone calm and flat, revealing no emotion whatsoever:

"I want to see Little Fairy Doctor and have her come with me. I need her to help me find a suitable cave."

Mr. Yao dared not have the slightest thought of resistance. He scrambled to the back room, his obese body appearing unusually agile at that moment.

Before long, he led out a pretty young girl dressed in a light white dress.

The girl was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with fair skin and beautiful features. She was carrying a medicine basket with several herbs inside.

She is none other than Little Fairy Doctor.

At this moment, she looked at the extraordinary Lin Yao in front of her, and then at Qing Yue beside her who had a calm expression, a trace of confusion flashed in her eyes.

But she didn't dare ask any more questions, and just stood obediently to the side.

Seeing this, Lin Yao said no more and turned to leave.

Mr. Yao and Little Fairy Doctor exchanged a glance, both seeing helplessness in each other's eyes.

They had absolutely no chance of resisting.

At Lin Yao's request, Little Fairy Doctor had already summoned a huge Storm Eagle.

The first-tier flying magical beast lay obediently on the ground.

Its large wings covered most of the street, its feathers were grayish-brown, and its sharp claws gripped the ground tightly.

Little Fairy Doctor and Qingyue sat on the eagle's back. The eagle let out a clear cry and gently flapped its wings, creating a gust of wind.

Lin Yao rode the wind, following beside Lan Ying, and sped towards the mountains outside the town.

Their purpose in this trip was to find a hidden cave for their next move.

Along the way, there were naturally some people with poor eyesight.

Lin Yao and his group exuded an extraordinary aura, especially Little Fairy Doctor, whose outstanding appearance and refined beauty inevitably attracted the covetous eyes of some malicious mercenaries.

These mercenaries have spent years living on the edge, and are accustomed to the law of the jungle.

Seeing such a beautiful young girl, and thinking that Lin Yao was just a young boy, he immediately had evil intentions.

Several dark figures darted out from the forest. They were dressed in black, their faces covered with masks, and they held gleaming weapons in their hands, the blades flashing with a cold light.

The burly man at the head grinned, a greedy look on his face, and shouted in a hoarse voice:

"Kid, if you know what's good for you, leave these two girls here, along with some valuables, and maybe I'll spare your life!"

Lin Yao didn't even lift his eyelids, and slightly released the oppressive aura around him.

The terrifying pressure belonging to a Seven-Star Dou Huang was like an invisible hand, instantly enveloping the mercenaries.

The greed on the mercenaries' faces froze instantly, then turned into extreme fear.

Their faces turned purple, like ducks with their throats being squeezed.

They collapsed to the ground, foaming at the mouth, too weak to move, their eyes filled with despair.

"act recklessly."

Lin Yao snorted coldly, his voice icy and piercing. He didn't stop walking, continuing forward as if he had only crushed a few ants.

As we approached a canyon, a rustling sound suddenly came from the roadside bushes.

Immediately afterwards, a first-order rock snake, entirely grayish-brown in color, suddenly darted out.

Its scales were as rough as rocks, its triangular head was slightly raised, its scarlet tongue flicked out, and its eyes flashed with ferocity as it lunged at Qingyue on the eagle's back.

This rock serpent is considered fierce even among first-tier magical beasts, and its teeth are covered in venom.

An ordinary person would probably die instantly if they encountered this.

But in Qingyue's eyes now, they are nothing more than clay chickens and earthenware dogs.

Qingyue sat on the eagle's back, a faint smile playing on her lips.

She didn't even get up; with a casual wave of her hand, a condensed streak of azure battle qi shot out.

The fighting spirit, like a sharp sword, sliced ​​through the air, emitting a sharp whistling sound.

With a "whoosh," the stream of fighting spirit precisely pierced through the rock serpent's head.

The rock snake's body stiffened for a moment, and dark green blood gushed from the wound, splashing into the grass.

Then it fell heavily to the ground, twitched a few times, and then fell completely silent.

The whole process took only a moment, and Qingyue didn't even frown, as if she had just done something insignificant.

She clapped her hands, a faint smile still on her face, her gaze clear and calm.

The little fairy doctor on the eagle's back took in the whole scene. Looking at Qingyue's calm and composed appearance, she couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

The seemingly young and well-behaved girl in front of me was actually a formidable fighter, who effortlessly killed a first-tier rock serpent with a single blow.

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