Battle Through the Heavens: His comprehension is extraordinary, shocking Yao Lao from the very begin

Chapter 6 The Three-Year-Old Divine Doctor, Even the King of Hell Bows His Head

Under the long corridor, several young children huddled in a circle, their delicate faces filled with solemnity, creating an unusually tense atmosphere.

"Cousin Xiao Yan, will I be able to move this time?" the girl in red couldn't help but ask.

Although the girl is still young, her eyes and brows exude a captivating charm, making her a natural beauty.

Dressed in a green dress, as elegant as a lotus, Xun'er softly said, "Cousin Xiao Mei, don't disturb Brother Xiao Yan."

Xiao Yu, who was standing next to him in a blue dress with legs longer than most people, was older and, although she was also nervous, she did not say anything.

Xiao Yan seemed to ignore the girls around him, focusing intently on fiddling with the seven-colored iron figure in his hands.

After assembling its right arm, the little hand rummaged through several precious magic cores on the ground, picked out a decent first-tier wood-attribute magic core, and embedded it into the groove on the chest of the seven-colored iron man in its hand.

As Xiao Yan finished storing the demon core, a green energy spread from the core throughout the iron man's body. In an instant, the little iron man seemed to be given a soul, its limbs flailing and its eyes filled with a bright green light.

Such a strange change made even the older Xiao Yu gasp in surprise, leaning closer to look at the magical little thing.

Based on your experience in assembling puppets multiple times, you had an epiphany; you grasped the "Basic Puppet Manufacturing Method."

[The "Basic Puppet Making Method" uses magic cores as energy and refined iron as a body to create simple, movable puppets.]

Upon seeing the system message appear, Xiao Yan handed the iron puppet to the three women to play with, slowly got up from the ground, and stretched.

Time has passed little by little, and two and a half years have gone by since the baby's first birthday celebration.

For more than two years, because he picked up medical skills and a magic core during his first birthday celebration, Xiao Yan received the medical support he wanted.

Despite being very young, she was carefully instilled with knowledge about the properties of medicinal herbs by the adults.

With his extraordinary comprehension, Xiao Yan only needed to learn a little bit to be able to apply it to other situations. In just one year, he researched and developed a miraculous medicine.

As long as there is still a breath left, taking this medicine can save them.

Of course, pills made from ordinary medicinal materials cannot completely compare to top-tier seventh-grade pills like the Bone-Growing and Blood-Melting Pill.

The medicine Xiao Yan made is only effective for people below the Dou Huang level.

If the injured person is too powerful, their terrifying physical body is beyond the reach of this medicine.

Perhaps if given some time and more medicinal materials, Xiao Yan could also create pills that can cure Dou Zong and Dou Zun powerhouses using the methods of a physician.

However, to bring about a qualitative change in pills made by ordinary means, the effort required is far more than just a year.

With the huge weight lifted from his heart, constantly concerned about his grandfather's injuries, Xiao Yan didn't let his extraordinary comprehension go to waste and began to study the art of puppetry.

At first, Xiao Yan didn't have this ability; at most, he could only make dolls to make Xun'er, his future wife, happy.

However, with his extraordinary comprehension, once he begins to master something, he can make leaps and bounds in his understanding.

After several attempts, Xiao Yan mastered some basic mechanical assembly, drawing energy patterns on puppets, and finally, the application of demonic core energy.

If, in a few more years, Xiao Yan is confident that he can temporarily create a powerful puppet for actual combat, or even create a body for Yao Lao to use temporarily, then that is quite possible.

In this way, what started as a simple gesture to make his wife happy turned into a great success with multiple benefits.

After stretching his wrists, Xiao Yan looked thoughtful as he watched the three girls playing with the little iron figure.

This time, Xiao Yan did not delve into the creation of the puppet, but instead pondered how to enhance his soul power.

Soul power, something that the people of the Gama Empire cannot improve through cultivation techniques, is something that a terrifying force like the Central State Pill Tower has corresponding cultivation techniques for.

Since ancient cultivators were able to create cultivation techniques related to the power of the soul, Xiao Yan, who possessed extraordinary comprehension, naturally did not feel that he was much inferior to these predecessors.

A sudden realization is only a matter of time!

Suddenly, a commotion arose from the other side of the corridor, the sounds of which were quite urgent.

"The smell of blood?" Xiao Yan turned his head and wrinkled his nose slightly.

With his extraordinary soul power, Xiao Yan quickly sensed the identity of the unconscious person being carried by the group of Xiao family experts.

"It's today!" Xiao Yan's eyes widened suddenly. Having prepared for this for a long time, he naturally couldn't watch his beloved grandfather die like this.

After instructing his cousin Xiao Yu to keep an eye on his concubine, Xiao Yan followed after her.

"Old Han, even you can't do anything?!" Looking at Old Han shaking his head repeatedly, Xiao Zhan asked excitedly, his voice filled with despair.

Old Master Han shook his head with a somber expression: "Young Master, the old patriarch was a Dou Wang expert, and his physical condition far surpassed that of ordinary people. My pills made with ordinary fire cannot work for him."

Everyone looked sorrowful at this moment.

A Dou Wang (Battle King) level expert is capable of condensing Dou Qi wings to fly, having long surpassed the level of ordinary people.

For minor injuries, medicine combined with powerful battle qi can be somewhat effective.

But now, the old patriarch is severely injured and on the verge of death, so medicine is naturally ineffective.

"Husband, don't worry too much," Qin Yueyao said, supporting Xiao Zhan.

Xiao Zhan's eyes lit up. His wife was a water-attribute Dou Qi cultivator, and this kind of Dou Qi was most suitable for healing people, and was known as a living healing medicine.

With his wife's current strength, her father's injury is probably nothing serious.

Just as Qin Yueyao was about to speak, a small creature appeared in her beautiful eyes, flitting among the crowd.

Releasing Xiao Zhan, Qin Yueyao walked gracefully towards the little guy who had been ignored: "Yan'er, what are you doing here? Go out quickly."

Now, Father Xiao Lin's body is badly injured. He is covered in blood and is barely breathing. He may die at any moment. It would be bad if a child saw him like this.

"I see Grandpa is injured. I have some medicine here." Xiao Yan sat down in front of the bed. Looking at his grandfather's pale face, even though he knew that his grandfather could be healed in an instant, he still felt a pang of pain in his heart.

A wry smile appeared on everyone's faces, which had been stiff from the child's words.

Ordinary medicines are almost useless against a Battle King, unless they are rare pills made by a master alchemist, in which case there might be some chance.

Xiao Yan casually pulled out a delicate little jade bottle from his pocket, poured out a white pill, and put it into Xiao Lin's mouth.

"Go find your sister Xun'er and the others." Qin Yueyao grabbed Xiao Yan's small hand and said, "How can someone who is seriously injured swallow medicine like this?"

Just then, Qin Yueyao looked incredulously at the blood-soaked old man on the bed.

Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.

Before our eyes, the countless hideous wounds on Xiao Lin's body were healing at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

Xiao Lin's pale face was also rapidly regaining color.

A muffled groan escaped Xiao Lin's lips. The old man, who had just been on the verge of death, miraculously sat up from the bed.

Aside from his tattered robes stained with blood, isn't this none other than Xiao Linyao, the most powerful patriarch of the Xiao family?!

Xiao Yan thought to himself: Since the medicine he was researching was for seriously injured people, he naturally took into account the fact that they were unconscious and could not take it like ordinary people.

Therefore, medicines that melt in the mouth and take effect quickly are essential for emergency treatment.

Even if Xiao Lin's injuries were more severe and he had lost too much blood, as long as he had a breath left, he could be saved.

This miraculous medicine is called "Yama Bows His Head," meaning that even Yama, the King of Hell, must bow his head and leave.

(End of this chapter)