Battle Through the Heavens: Xiao Yan, who was kidnapped to another world

With Xiao Yan's explanation, Qian Moyun finally remembered that soul skill. However, contrary to Xiao Yan's expectations, this soul skill could not be replicated.

“Angel’s Roar is said to be a soul skill, but in reality it’s more of a talent ability,” Qian Moyun shook her head, “and it’s a talent ability that can only be obtained by sacrificing a certain future possibility.”

“If you were just a spokesperson like me, I would be happy to pass this talent on to you,” Qian Moyun stared into Xiao Yan’s eyes, “but are you willing?”

"To acquire this talent at the cost of sacrificing one possibility of the future."

Qian Moyun spoke very seriously, but this "possibility of the future" was too vague, leaving Xiao Yan only confused.

“One possibility for the future…” Xiao Yan pursed his lips, “Could you elaborate?”

Qian Moyun gave a faint smile.

If she could, she wouldn't want to say such riddles, but spiritual power, the Divine Soul Realm, or refining the essence of ten thousand beasts were all too far beyond Xiao Yan's reach. Moreover, Xiao Yan wasn't even cultivating Dou Qi right now...

“Alright, I understand,” Xiao Yan sighed. “Then, I’ll leave the method of fully fusing the soul rings to you.”

"What about the angelic flame and the enhancement of the physical body?"

"...I'm counting on you all."

*

Night fell at the residence of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School members.

"Teacher, shouldn't we send someone to urge the Spirit Hall?" Xue Qinghe sat upright in his chair, a hint of worry on his face. "Since the end of the finals, Xiao Yan hasn't shown up. What if something unexpected happens..."

"Qinghe, don't panic," Ning Fengzhi put down his cup. "Xiao Yan left with those elders in full view of everyone. I'm sure the Spirit Hall wouldn't dare to defy the world and attack the contestants after the finals."

Despite saying that, Ning Fengzhi still had a hint of worry in his eyes. Ever since he saw Qian Daoliu's humble appearance that morning, he had been in a state of fear. If the Angel God worshipped by the Spirit Hall really existed...

"Feng Zhi." Chen Xin, who had been keeping his eyes closed, twitched his brows slightly, opened his eyes, and called out.

"...Qinghe, it's getting late. Besides waiting for Xiao Yan's return, do you have anything else to do?" After a brief pause, Ning Fengzhi reacted, turned to look at Xue Qinghe, and asked.

"...If Xiao Yan returns, I hope Teacher will arrange for someone to inform him."

After both of them clearly indicated their intention to see him off, Xue Qinghe naturally wouldn't want to be left out. He cupped his hands in greeting, said his last words, and then got up and left.

As soon as Xue Qinghe left the hall, the air suddenly distorted. When it returned to normal, an old man with a withered body sat down in the chair next to Chen Xin. He was Gu Rong, the other one of the two pillars of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

In the past, when Ning Fengzhi left the sect, he would only be accompanied by one Douluo, while the other would stay in the sect to oversee things. However, this time, after seeing the highest level of combat power of the Spirit Hall, Ning Fengzhi finally called the other one over as well.

"Fengzhi, what's wrong? A message suddenly came asking me to come to Wuhun City immediately," Gu Rong asked as soon as he sat down, after pouring himself a cup of tea and gently blowing on it.

Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin exchanged a glance, and then Chen Xin slowly began to recount everything she had seen that morning: the legendary Angel God, the level 99 Qian Daoliu, and the six other worshippers besides Qian Daoliu.

There is a strict requirement for being a member of the Spirit Hall: one's spirit power must be at least level 95. All three people present knew this.

There wasn't much to explain, so before Gu Rong could even bring the teacup to his lips, Chen Xin had already finished recounting all the information.

Now that things had come to this, Gu Rong couldn't drink any more tea. He put the cup back on the table and muttered to himself, "Angel God...?"

"Uncle Gu, do you think... we still need to continue resisting the Spirit Hall?" Seeing Gu Rong's hesitant expression, Ning Fengzhi sighed and asked, "Including Chrysanthemum Demon and Bibi Dong, that's at least ten Title Douluos... More than half of the Title Douluos in the world are in the hands of the Spirit Hall, right?"

“The old dragon of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan is one, the old poisoner is another, and Tang Xiao of the Haotian Clan is yet another…” Gu Rong chuckled. “It’s not a big problem. As long as one person can hold off two, that’s enough.”

"Hold off two?" Chen Xin scoffed. "Do you really think Qian Daoliu is an easy target?"

"Isn't this just to appease you, old swordsman?" Gu Rong smirked, then looked at Ning Fengzhi. "Fengzhi, tell me honestly, what do you think of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?"

"Do you hope that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will become the number one sect in the world, or do you hope that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School can continue to be passed down?"

Seemingly feeling that his words were not precise enough, Gu Rong clarified his somewhat vague statement before Ning Fengzhi could answer. After speaking, Gu Rong stared straight at Ning Fengzhi.

In the silence, Chenxin picked up her cup and took a sip of tea.

"As long as it can be passed down... that's enough."

After a long silence, Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath and slowly said.

If possible, he wanted to bring the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School to the position of the number one sect in the world. The so-called three upper sects being of the same lineage was more about making the other two sects look down on him as much as possible. After all, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's inherited martial soul was the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, which had no combat power!

"It seems... I've arrived just in time."

After Ning Fengzhi finished speaking, a somewhat immature voice came from outside the hall. Looking in the direction of the voice, it was Xiao Yan, whom they hadn't seen for a day. Beside him, besides Dugu Bo with dark green hair, there was also an old man dressed in a gold robe and silver embroidery.

"Who is this...?" Ning Fengzhi stood up, looking warily at the old man in gold and silver robes beside Xiao Yan.

"You may call me Golden Crocodile." The old man raised his eyelids, glanced casually at Ning Fengzhi, and then lowered his eyelids again.

"The second elder of the Spirit Hall has a spirit power of level 98, just like me," Dugu Bo said with a smirk. "His spirit is the Golden Crocodile King. Apart from Qian Daoliu, he is the only old man who can temporarily become immune to my toxins."

While Xiao Yan was communicating with the Angel God, Dugu Bo was also having friendly exchanges with several elders outside, of course, with his fists. After a few exchanges, both Dugu Bo and the Golden Crocodile Douluo understood that they could fight until their soul power was exhausted. However, both of them firmly believed that they would be the final victors. But even after Xiao Yan came out of the Douluo Palace, the two were still in a stalemate.

If Xiao Yan hadn't needed someone to "persuade" Ning Fengzhi, the two of them might have continued to drag on.

"So it's the Second Elder. I've long admired your name," Ning Fengzhi said, bowing slightly. "May I ask what brings you here today, Second Elder?"

“I asked him to come,” Xiao Yan exhaled. “Uncle Ning, at a time like this, are you still holding onto illusions? I clearly said from the beginning, ‘I’ve come at the perfect time.’”

Ning Fengzhi's face stiffened slightly. Xiao Yan's words had completely shattered his hopes, and for a moment, even Ning Fengzhi felt somewhat embarrassed.

"With only Golden Crocodile Douluo by himself, it's still a bit insufficient, isn't it?" Gu Rong stood up casually and walked to Ning Fengzhi's side. "After all, Chen Xin and I are both level 95 and 96 Title Douluos, and with Fengzhi by our side to assist us, even if we can't win, it should be enough to stall for time, right?"

"You're welcome to try," Golden Crocodile Douluo said calmly, without even raising his eyes.

“You…” Gu Rong frowned.

"He did come to persuade us to surrender, but I was the main force."

His spiritual power burst forth and controlled Gu Rong and Chen Xin without any hindrance. As for Ning Fengzhi... he was already frozen in place when he felt Xiao Yan's storm-like spiritual power.

Looking at the immobilized Gu Rong beside him, Ning Fengzhi asked in a low voice, "Are you Xiao Yan, or the Angel God?"

"If I were an angel, it would make you feel better, so you might as well think that way." Xiao Yan nodded.

"Does the Angel God have such a big influence on you?" Ning Fengzhi asked with a wry smile.

"Impact on me?" Xiao Yan frowned. "No, the Angel God has no effect on me. If I had to say, I was just saving your lives... Bibi Dong devised a plan to destroy the three upper sects, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was allocated 10,000 Soul Masters and four Title Douluos."

After leaving the Douluo Palace, Qian Daoliu "pays his respects" to Xiao Yan and tells him about Bibi Dong's Soul Hunting Plan. As for whether Xiao Yan plans to tell the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School about this and let them prepare, or to persuade them to surrender, Qian Daoliu doesn't care.

As for Xiao Yan... after learning that the Spirit Hall had the idea of ​​unifying the continent, he decided to help them solve the problem of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, after all, he owed Qian Moyun a favor.

Moreover, Xiao Yan had reason to believe that because of his existence, the Spirit Hall would refrain from taking action against the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School under Qian Daoliu's restraint. In the end, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School might be the only force in the world that had not been brought under their control. When that time came, the Spirit Hall wouldn't even need to lift a finger; those lackeys who thought they understood the higher-ups' intentions would take action themselves...

"If you're on our side, we can't possibly lose!"

Even though he was ready to surrender, Ning Fengzhi remained stubborn when facing Xiao Yan. Perhaps he simply didn't want to be looked down upon by Xiao Yan, whom he had once considered his 'son-in-law'.

"I need to cultivate. Starting tomorrow, Lin Dong and I will go to the Star Dou Great Forest. We may stay there for three to four years, or even longer," Xiao Yan said calmly.

Regardless of whether Qian Moyun truly told her that she had never monitored Xiao Yan, with just over three years left in the ten-year period, Xiao Yan has decided to spend his remaining time in the Star Dou Great Forest. Neither Qian Moyun's surveillance nor the Qiankun Empress's prophecy can affect him given his intention to give up.

"That's only three to four years!" Ning Fengzhi was still stubbornly holding on.

“But you may not have three years left,” Xiao Yan exhaled. “Do you know, Xue Qinghe, your disciple… he’s from the Spirit Hall.”

Upon hearing these words from Xiao Yan, Golden Crocodile Douluo subconsciously turned his head to the side. He didn't believe that Qian Daoliu would tell Xiao Yan such information, so...

'Was he discovered from the very beginning?' Golden Crocodile Douluo silently lowered his head. He couldn't quite accept that Xiao Yan, who could see through the disguise of the Angel God's Divine Armor, was just an eleven-year-old child, not even twelve years old.

“?!” Ning Fengzhi’s eyes widened suddenly.

"It's a simple and easy-to-understand trick of switching the prince with a cat, but none of you in the Heaven Dou Empire saw through it. Isn't that ridiculous?" Xiao Yan revealed a mocking smile. "You didn't expect that, did you, Uncle Ning? The Heaven Dou Empire that you wanted to rely on is about to be taken over by the Spirit Hall without losing a single soldier."

Ning Fengzhi fell completely silent.

"Let Rongrong and Zhuqing go to the Douluo Hall tomorrow morning," Xiao Yan said as his last words. "The Angel God left them the most suitable meditation method... This can be considered the price the Spirit Hall paid to recruit you."

"Furthermore, Dugu Bo has the recipe for the Martial Soul Pill. I have written down all the key points of its refining. As long as Dugu Bo still has the seeds of that tulip, your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's inherited Martial Soul will be the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, instead of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda."

Xiao Yan left, but Dugu Bo remained behind.

"Aren't you leaving yet?" After a long while, Ning Fengzhi glanced at Dugu Bo.

"I haven't even given you the things yet, what's the rush?" Dugu Bo rolled his eyes and took out a booklet from his storage soul tool. "Alright, it's not a big deal. It just means there's another boss who doesn't care about anything, just like me. Isn't it pretty comfortable?"

Ning Fengzhi's bitter expression made Dugu Bo feel disgusted.

“You don’t understand… I just don’t know how to face Xiao Yan, who has changed so much.” Ning Fengzhi shook his head with a wry smile.

"Changes? What changes?" Dugu Bo scoffed. "He just pretended to be an ordinary teenager in front of you. The first time I met him, he completely crushed me. If I hadn't been somewhat useful, I doubt I would have seen the sun rise the next day!"

"You should be glad that Xiao Yan was willing to come and tell you," Dugu Bo said as his last words. "At least, in the future, your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School can still maintain its original status!"

Watching Dugu Bo leave, Ning Fengzhi and the other two remained silent.

The next day, after Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing received the Seven Trials of the Angels issued by Qian Moyun, Xiao Yan and Lin Dong bid farewell to all their acquaintances and set off for the Star Dou Great Forest.

"I thought you would help the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."

Once the Spirit City was out of sight, Lin Dong suddenly said something out of the blue.

"Because I have a very good relationship with Rongrong?" Xiao Yan asked curiously.

"if not?"

"It's precisely because we have a good relationship that I don't want to see the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School meet a tragic end." Xiao Yan smiled helplessly.

Seeing Lin Dong's bewildered expression, Xiao Yan shrugged and explained to him the Spirit Hall's ambition to unify the continent, as well as the possible future situations that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School might face given the existence of such an 'outlier' as him.

"Can the Spirit Hall unify the continent within four years?" After listening to Xiao Yan's explanation, Lin Dong remained silent for a moment before suddenly asking.

"Probably not. After all, the Star Luo Empire is not as easy to take down as the Heaven Dou Empire."

"But this is the excuse you used."

"Because I might not still be on this continent four years from now... What about you?"

"Probably the same as you."

Lin Dong shrugged, and their cryptic conversation came to an end.

Chapter 130 Core Area

This time, after entering the Star Dou Great Forest, Lin Dong's aura completely changed. If Lin Dong's aura before was that of a weak scholar, now Lin Dong's aura was that of a ferocious ancient beast, with an astonishing killing intent permeating his entire body.

Are those two people here to see you?

Not far along, Xiao Yan's ears twitched slightly, and his gaze turned to the right. There, a burly man in red and a golden lion-shaped soul beast were rushing towards them. The burly man in red concealed his aura very well, but such concealment was not enough in the face of Xiao Yan's spiritual power.

"A soul beast over 100,000 years old serving as a bodyguard for a soul beast less than 10,000 years old?" This is why Xiao Yan was somewhat curious about the combination of the red-clothed strongman and the golden lion soul beast.

“That soul beast is called the Three-Eyed Golden Lion,” Lin Dong’s voice was the same as before, but his words carried a hint of ferocity. “The Star Dou Great Forest is its backyard. As long as it has no intention of approaching humans, even the Crimson King beside it can only be its mount.”