Battle Through the Heavens: Achievement System at the Start

A few days later, Xiao Yao took out the herbs he had prepared over the past two years from his storage ring: two Grade 5 Spirit Stream Grasses, one Grade 5 Soul Returning Grass, one Grade 5 Netherworld Grass, and one Grade 5 Wood-attribute Beast Core...

Xiao Yao looked at the medicinal herbs, closed his eyes, and pondered how to extract their essence.

After a while, he opened his eyes, and with a gentle wave of his right hand, a black demon cauldron appeared out of thin air in front of him.

Xiao Yao's heart stirred, and a small, invisible flame appeared in his palm. The surrounding temperature rose rapidly, and a scorching aura rushed towards him.

With a wave of his hand, Xiao Yao sent invisible flames surging into the medicine cauldron, and in an instant, a raging fire rose and burned within it.

With his left hand, Xiao Yao used his fighting spirit to put the two Spirit Stream Grasses into the medicine cauldron. With his right hand, he aimed at the medicine cauldron from a distance and controlled the invisible flames inside to envelop the two herbs. The temperature emitted by the flames fluctuated.

Xiao Yao carefully used his soul power to extract and remove some impurities. He watched as the two Spirit Stream Grasses condensed into a small ball of emerald green liquid. Then, he dropped the Soul Returning Grass, Netherworld Grass, and other medicinal herbs into the cauldron one by one, and they were finally devoured by the invisible flames.

Xiao Yao stared solemnly at the medicine cauldron, controlling the heat with his right hand to extract the ingredients one by one. Finally, he looked at the dozen or so medicinal herbs beside him that aided in fusion and enhanced the soul, and tossed them into the air. They then fell straight into the medicine cauldron in an arc and were swallowed by the flames.

Five minutes later, Xiao Yao watched as the essence extracted from all the medicinal herbs in the Black Demon Cauldron fused into a ball of emerald green liquid. He continued to purify this liquid further. As the power of the flames refined it, the emerald green liquid emitted a rich medicinal fragrance, and energy ripples surged out from it, spreading outwards in waves.

Seeing this, Xiao Yao used his own soul power to surround the liquid, further condensing it from a large mass into a small ball-shaped liquid. The energy ripples it emitted could not break through the soul encirclement.

After a while, a small ball of emerald green liquid completely abstains from its aura and floats quietly inside the cauldron, enveloped by invisible flames.

Xiao Yao took the liquid out of the medicine cauldron, looked at the small ball of emerald green liquid floating in his palm, and poured it into the jade bottle next to him.

He thought to himself that the fifth-grade medicine to enhance the soul had been successfully refined, and it was time for the old medicine master to appear so that Xiao Yanzi could resume his cultivation of fighting spirit.

At this moment, Xiao Yao arrived in front of Xiao Yan's house and knocked on his door.

"Little Yanzi, are you there? Your brother Yao is here to find you."

At this moment, Xiao Yan, who was sitting on the bed and cultivating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes after hearing Xiao Yao's voice. A faint white light flashed in his dark eyes as he watched as the Dou Qi he had painstakingly cultivated inexplicably disappeared again.

Xiao Yan shook his head with a wry smile, got out of bed exhausted, and slowly walked to the door, opening it to let Xiao Yao in.

"Brother Yao, what brings you here? Is something wrong?"

Xiao Yao looked at Xiao Yan's wry smile, a mysterious smile appearing on his lips, and turned around to close the door.

He looked at Xiao Yan and smiled gently: "Little Yan, I've found a way to solve your physical abnormalities."

Xiao Yan was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and happily grasped Xiao Yao's shoulders, his voice trembling slightly: "Brother Yao... is this... is this true? What caused this? Tell me what I should do to restore my Dou Qi cultivation."

Xiao Yan noticed that Xiao Yao's gaze was fixed on the antique black ring on his right hand, and he wondered, "This ring is a keepsake left to me by my mother. How could it be the reason for my declining fighting spirit?"

Xiao Yan stared at Xiao Yao in astonishment, his tone hesitant: "Brother Yao, you've been staring at my ring the whole time. Could it be... there's something wrong with the ring on my hand?"

Xiao Yao took out the soul liquid he had just refined from his storage ring and poured it into the storage ring on Xiao Yan's right hand. The soul liquid was absorbed by the storage ring, and he called out in a deep and magnetic voice, "Come out. It's time to show your presence after hiding in the storage ring and absorbing the battle qi for more than two years."

After a short while, Xiao Yan noticed that his right-hand storage ring showed no reaction and asked in a low voice, "Brother Yao, are you sure you're not mistaken? This ring is the one my mother always left me. I've always worn it with me and never noticed anything wrong with it."

Xiao Yao's lips curled into a cold smile. He opened his right hand, and a small, invisible flame appeared in his palm. He spoke coldly, "Heh, if you don't come out, I'll burn this ring with this strange fire. This strange fire is specifically designed to target souls."

As soon as he finished speaking, the storage ring on Xiao Yan's hand trembled.

"Hey, little guy, how did you find me? I was hiding so carefully in my storage ring, and you still managed to find me."

An aged voice came from the storage ring, and a transparent, aged figure floated out.

Upon seeing this, Xiao Yan fell to the ground in a panic, making a piercing sound.

"A ghost...a ghost! Brother Yao, what...what's going on?" Xiao Yan shouted, pointing at the figure in front of him in terror.

Xiao Yao looked at the old medicine master in front of him and smiled slightly, "Don't worry, it's not a ghost, just a soul."

The old doctor looked at the two with a smile and slowly said, "Hehe, you two little kids have quite the talent, especially you. Your soul power is particularly strong. No wonder you were able to detect my presence. You can master such a strange fire at such a young age. I really don't know how many secrets you have."

After Yao Lao finished speaking, he turned his gaze to Xiao Yan, who was lying on the ground. He stroked his beard and said, "Little kid, don't be so scared. Speaking of which, I have to thank you for your offerings over the past two years for me to be able to wake up. Tsk, this is the first time in all these years that I have been so lucky to meet two people with strong soul power, and both of them have fire and wood attribute fighting qi."

Xiao Yan suppressed his fear and was stunned for a moment after hearing Yao Lao's words. He then came to his senses, his face suddenly darkening, and he said coldly, "Gentleman? Isn't it you who caused the mysterious disappearance of my fighting spirit over the past two years?"

"Hehe, what can I do, little one? I was forced into this situation."

Xiao Yan's fear gradually disappeared, replaced by boundless rage. His face contorted with rage, he ripped off the ring from his finger and threw it away.

Xiao Yao saw the ring he had thrown out, now hovering in the room. Above the ring, a transparent, pale figure floated, speaking coldly, "Old man, you absorbed over two years' worth of my brother's battle qi. It wouldn't be right not to give some compensation. And here's the fifth-grade soul-enhancing elixir I refined for you. Give me something, or else... you know what will happen to this flame in my hand!"

Upon hearing Xiao Yao's words, Xiao Yan realized that he had found the reason why his Dou Qi had disappeared. So, from now on, wouldn't he be able to cultivate normally? However, he couldn't let this hateful old man get away with it.

He sneered, "Old man, you've absorbed two years' worth of Dou Qi. How about some compensation? How about a few Heaven-rank cultivation techniques or Dou Skills? Don't worry, I'm not picky. Any attribute is fine." After saying that, Xiao Yan rubbed his hands together, his eyes burning with desire as he looked at the figure in front of him.

The old alchemist said irritably, "Little brat, do you think Heaven-rank cultivation techniques are like wild vegetables sold on the street? How dare you say that? I do not have any Heaven-rank cultivation techniques, but I am an alchemist. As for what rank it is, it has been too long for me to remember."