Battle Through the Heavens: Oh no, I've become the succubus Xiao Yan!

After a day of recuperation, the effects of the poison had completely stabilized with the help of the Fire God's Flame. Her cultivation level had increased significantly; although she was still far from being a Fighter, she was at least no longer as weak as before.

"Come with me," Xiao Yan said, standing at the entrance of the Wan Yao Zhai, "I'll take you somewhere."

"Where to?"

You'll know when you get there.

Little Fairy Doctor didn't ask any more questions and followed in Xiao Yan's footsteps.

The two walked deep into the mountains for most of the day. Xiao Yan's steps were steady, not like he was looking for a way, but rather as if he already knew where he was going. He would occasionally stop, close his eyes to sense the surrounding terrain, and then continue on his way.

Little Fairy Doctor noticed his unusual behavior.

"Do you know what's here?"

"Hmm. Guess."

How did you know?

Xiao Yan turned and glanced at her, then smiled: "It's a secret."

Little Fairy Doctor pursed her lips and didn't press the matter further. She knew Xiao Yan had many secrets, but he never hid anything from her; there were just some things he wasn't ready to say yet.

After walking for another hour, Xiao Yan stopped in front of a mountain wall.

The mountain wall was covered with vines, looking no different from its surroundings. But Xiao Yan's soul perception told him that there was nothing behind the mountain wall. He reached out and pushed aside the vines, revealing a cave entrance half-hidden by rubble and mud.

"This is it."

Little Fairy Doctor leaned closer for a look, then frowned: "This cave... I've walked through the mountains many times before when I was gathering herbs, and I've never noticed this cave before."

"Because it was deliberately hidden," Xiao Yan said. "If you don't have strong observation skills or good luck, you won't be able to find it at all."

  

He went in first.

The cave was much larger than it appeared from the outside. After walking along the passage for about fifteen minutes, the view suddenly opened up—a huge, naturally formed stone chamber appeared before us.

The stone chamber appeared somewhat simple and empty. Moonstones, used for lighting, were embedded in the walls, their soft glow illuminating the chamber. In the center of the chamber was a chair, upon which sat a skeleton, its sunken skull resting on its pale thighbone, creating a somewhat eerie atmosphere in the quiet setting.

In front of the seat is a rather wide and long bluestone platform, on which three locked stone boxes are neatly arranged.

In addition, in the three corners of the stone chamber, there were piles of glittering gold coins and other rare treasures. The amount of gold coins was probably no less than several hundred thousand.

Xiao Yan didn't care about treasures or money. His gaze lingered on the last corner, a faint smile appearing on his face.

In the last corner, a small flower bed was built with soil, and various kinds of flowers and plants were planted in the flower bed, with a strange fragrance lingering in the air.

"Purple-blue leaves, white spirit ginseng fruit, ice spirit flame grass..." Little Fairy Doctor recognized the flowers and plants almost instantly, her voice filled with surprise and disbelief. These seemingly ordinary flowers and plants were far more valuable than those piles of gold coins.

"Watch your step," Xiao Yan warned, "Watch the stone platform first."

He walked to the bluestone platform and touched the metal lock. It was slightly warm to the touch—it had maintained its temperature over the long years, clearly indicating it wasn't ordinary metal. Three black keys were hanging in the withered bone's palm. Xiao Yan clasped his hands together in front of the withered bone and carefully took the keys.

The first stone box was opened.

Inside was a colorful, antique-style scroll. Little Fairy Doctor leaned over for a glance, her pretty face immediately lighting up with joy, and she reached out her jade-like hand to take the scroll out.

"What is this?" Xiao Yan asked, knowing the answer already.

"A book on poisons, detailing how to concoct poisons." Little Fairy Doctor turned the colorful scroll over, her gaze falling on the small print on the side, her voice trembling slightly—"The Seven-Colored Poison Manual..."

She opened the ancient scroll. After flipping through it, she saw the records about the Calamity Poison Body. Although she already knew about her constitution, Little Fairy Doctor still felt complicated when she saw these contents.

The Seven-Colored Poison Scripture is a cultivation method specifically created for those with a calamity-inducing poison body. The cultivation method recorded in the ancient scroll is completely different from what she had previously figured out. It's not simply about ingesting and absorbing poison, but rather about circulating it through specific meridian pathways, making it much faster than what she had figured out on her own.

The Little Fairy Doctor held the ancient scroll in both hands, her fingertips gently stroking the cover. Her eyes reddened.

She had always known she possessed the Calamity Poison Body within her, and that poison could make her stronger, but she never knew how to cultivate safely. The fear from her previous poisoning attempt, the near-disaster from overeating yesterday, and the low efficiency she achieved—all these stemmed from her lack of a systematic approach.

Now, the solution is in her hands.

"Thank you," she looked up at Xiao Yan, her eyes sparkling, "How did you know this was here?"

Xiao Yan didn't answer directly, but only said, "I promised you that I would help you solve the problem of your poison body and make you stronger. The Seven-Colored Poison Scripture is just the first step."

The second stone box was opened.

Inside was a black scroll. Xiao Yan took it out and examined it carefully, his gaze lingering on the small print on the side—"Advanced Profound Rank Flight Battle Technique: Eagle Wings?"

"Flying combat techniques?" Little Fairy Doctor blinked, looking at him in confusion.

"As the name suggests, after cultivation, one can fly in the sky," Xiao Yan explained. "On the Dou Qi Continent, to fly, one needs at least a Dou Ling level expert to barely manage it. Flying Dou Techniques are a secret method that allows the cultivator to extend two branch meridians in the veins on their back. Even if one's strength does not reach the Dou Wang level, one can still condense wings and fly through the air."

He unfurled the black scroll, revealing two chillingly black eagle wings. The wings were jet black, faintly tinged with purple cloud patterns; upon closer inspection, they appeared as if made of black steel, possessing a unique metallic texture. The feathers on the wings emitted a faint warmth. Xiao Yan gently blew on them, and the feathers fluttered as if they were real wings—a truly magical sight.

The small print beside the scroll reads: "Blackflame Purple Cloud Eagle, a fifth-tier flying magical beast, said to possess a rare bloodline of the ancient phoenix. This scroll's combat technique, named Eagle Wings, also known as Purple Cloud Wings, was created by myself and several friends after three years of effort to capture a Blackflame Purple Cloud Eagle, using a secret method to extract its wings, ultimately forming this scroll of flying combat techniques for others to learn. This technique can only be practiced by one person at a time, remember this!"

Xiao Yan handed the Purple Cloud Wings to Little Fairy Doctor.

"This is for you too."

Little Fairy Doctor looked up from the ancient scroll, stared at the pair of wings, and paused for a moment: "You found this...?"

"Do you think I need it?" Xiao Yan raised an eyebrow, and the Wings of the God of Fire flashed faintly behind him.

Little Fairy Doctor was speechless.

She took the Purple Cloud Wings and hugged them together with the Seven-Colored Poison Scripture. Both were exactly what she needed most—one was a method of cultivation, and the other was a means to save her life.

The third stone box contained some pills and medicinal herbs, which Xiao Yan put into his storage ring.

Then his gaze fell on the skeleton. As he grasped the bony arm, he noticed something was off about the weight—through the fracture above, a small scroll seemed to be hidden in the gaps between the bones.

Xiao Yan secretly glanced at Little Fairy Doctor, who was carefully reading the Seven-Colored Poison Scripture, then reached into the crevice of her bone, quickly pulled out the scroll, and tossed it into his storage ring with lightning speed.

After doing all this, he kindly wiped the dust off the bone arm and then earnestly returned it to its owner.

The old apothecary muttered to himself inside the ring, "Found something good again?"

"Hehe, we'll talk about it when we get back."

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The Little Fairy Doctor squatted by the flower bed, carefully digging out the rare medicinal herbs one by one and placing them into a warm jade bottle for preservation. Her movements were light and steady, and each herb was taken out intact, without even breaking its roots.

Xiao Yan stood to the side waiting, his gaze sweeping around the stone chamber. The moonstone's light reflected off the gold coins, making them glitter, but he didn't even bother to look at them—these things were insignificant to him.

"Alright." Little Fairy Doctor stood up, holding more than a dozen small jade bottles in her arms, her face beaming with undisguised joy.

When the two emerged from the cave, it was already dark. The setting sun bathed the mountains in a golden-red hue, and the roars of magical beasts echoed in the distance.

Xiao Yan walked in front, with Little Fairy Doctor following behind, carrying the Seven-Colored Poison Scripture, the Purple Cloud Wings, and a bag of herbs in her arms. She couldn't help but smile.

"Xiao Yan".

"Um?"

"I will definitely become stronger."

Her tone was earnest, her white hair gleamed silver in the sunset, and her eyes were more determined than ever.

Xiao Yan looked at her and nodded.

"I know. But remember, I must be by your side when you take poison. No matter how exquisite the Seven-Colored Poison Scripture is, it's still too dangerous for you to cultivate it alone."

"Yes, I've got it."

Little Fairy Doctor quickened her pace and walked alongside Xiao Yan. She glanced at him sideways; the setting sun cast a warm glow on his face.

"Xiao Yan".

"Um?"

"You're so good to me."

"Fool, if I'm not good to you, who else would I be good to?"

"Why are you so good to me?"

Xiao Yan remained silent for two steps, then said, "Because you deserve it."

Little Fairy Doctor didn't speak again, but her steps became much lighter. She hugged the Seven-Colored Poison Scripture and the Purple Cloud Wings in her arms even tighter, as if to tell the whole world—this is mine, and no one can take it away.