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

“If one of us were a woman, we wouldn’t have been able to sit together so calmly before.”

Xiao Yan didn't care about Yao Lao's teasing. After all, he had thought about such things before. But then he thought that if one of them was a woman, it would be one thing if they didn't wary of each other when they met in the wild, but how could they possibly sit down together to chat and eat meat?

As they spoke, Xiao Yan had already arrived near the lair of the Blazing Roaring Tiger.

"Hmm, still sleeping, then it's fine."

After confirming with his mental power that the "family" inside the nest was sleeping soundly, Xiao Yan quietly walked to the Crimson Sun Flower field he had been eyeing for a long time and began to precisely collect Crimson Sun Flowers that were about a hundred years old.

After collecting the seeds, Xiao Yan replanted the seeds of the Crimson Sun Flower and poured on the medicinal liquid he had previously refined for cultivating the herbs.

"I'm starting to suspect that your real purpose is to use up this nutrient solution," Yao Lao, who was watching Xiao Yan's every move, couldn't help but complain.

This "nutrient solution" is the product of Xiao Yan's major failure in alchemy. Dozens of fourth-grade and nearly fifth-grade herbs, under Xiao Yan's unique prescription and alchemy techniques, were successfully transformed from a solution that enhances soul power into a solution that can only catalyze the growth of herbs.

"No, this is a sustainable, short-sighted approach!" Xiao Yan righteously denied. "This time we only picked less than a hundred Crimson Sun Flowers. If we fail to successfully make the product, we won't be able to find a substitute later!"

"You continue speaking, and I will continue listening."

Yao Lao scoffed at Xiao Yan's sophistry.

"Speaking of which, teacher, what do you think of the Martial Soul Fusion Skill?" Seeing that Yao Lao didn't believe him, Xiao Yan decisively chose to change the subject.

"A fighting technique released by a Grand Master and a Fighting Spirit, capable of hindering a Fighting King."

Recalling the spirit fusion skill of the Dragon and Snake couple, Yao Lao slowly expressed his opinion, "If they are careless, even a Dou Wang might be seriously injured as a result?"

"Is it possible to turn it into a secret technique that temporarily boosts strength?" Xiao Yan licked his lips, offering his opinion. "It's the product of the fusion of two martial souls, and I happen to have two martial souls—"

The Xuanzhong Ruler and the Refining Fire Talisman are undoubtedly two artificially created 'Martial Souls' that can be equipped with Soul Rings. Moreover, they both belong to Xiao Yan himself. If they can be fused together, it can indeed be considered a secret method to enhance strength.

"You know the prerequisites for a Martial Soul Fusion Skill, right?" Although Yao Lao felt that Xiao Yan's wild idea might be possible, he still wanted to first determine whether Xiao Yan's idea was simply a wild idea or a deduction based on careful consideration.

"The compatibility between martial souls," Xiao Yan said, sitting on the ground after returning to the place where he had previously refined medicine. "Take the Dragon and Snake couple as an example. Their martial souls are like yin and yang, and the closure of yin and yang is the compatibility between their martial souls."

"As long as I can find the connection between the Fire Refining Talisman and the Mystic Heavy Ruler..."

"Excuse me, what if there's no connection?" Yao Lao interrupted Xiao Yan's wild thoughts. "Both of your martial souls are artificially created. The only connection is yourself, right? Can you sense any compatibility between them?"

“…No.” Xiao Yan said with a bitter face.

"Instead of blindly searching, why not try to change the characteristics of your martial soul first?" Yao Lao smiled helplessly. "Just like the dragon and snake couple, one represents yin and the other represents yang, intertwined and inclusive."

"Why not try to target someone, sense and understand the characteristics of their martial soul, and then try to change the characteristics of your own martial soul?"

As soon as Yao Lao finished speaking, Xiao Yan fell into deep thought.

"Rock Owl!"

A short while later, a series of figures arrived rapidly, led by Zhao Wuji, the vice dean of Shrek Academy.

Behind Zhao Wuji, the students of Shrek Academy arrived quickly, all of them looking somewhat tired.

"How are you? Are you alright? Oscar, big sausage!" After landing, Zhao Wuji went straight to Xiao Yan's side, grabbed Xiao Yan's shoulder, looked him up and down while talking non-stop, and finally even directed Oscar, who had just landed, to provide new sausages.

"I have a big sausage, I..."

After several incantations, Oscar delivered five or six sausages to Xiao Yan's side.

"I have some healing medicine that I brought from home!" Ning Rongrong nervously moved closer to Xiao Yan.

They had just witnessed Xiao Yan being slapped away by the Titan Giant Ape. Just thinking about the power of the Titan Giant Ape's palm strike, which could injure Xiao Yan with a single roar, sent chills down their spines. Before coming here, they had prepared themselves for the possibility that Xiao Yan would be paralyzed or even dead.

"...I'm fine, and my injuries have almost healed."

Coming to his senses, Xiao Yan looked at the group and smiled helplessly, "But thank you Oscar for the sausage anyway."

"It's alright, it's alright."

After Xiao Yan ate Oscar's giant sausage and took the healing medicine provided by Ning Rongrong, Zhao Wuji reluctantly believed Xiao Yan's words, but then his face fell.

"Here, have a golden wing sausage. Let's go find that guy Tang San."

"Tang San?" Xiao Yan looked confused. "What happened to him?"

"They went to chase after the Titan Ape, saying they absolutely must find Xiao Wu."

Even though Xiao Yan repeatedly emphasized that he was fine, Ning Rongrong still stubbornly supported him and also told him about the subsequent developments that he had not seen.

“Yeah, this Golden Winged Intestine is already fast enough, and you’ve given it an extra boost!” Zhao Wuji rolled his eyes helplessly after hearing Ning Rongrong’s explanation.

"...Have you decided on the direction?" Xiao Yan asked, looking helpless.

“Of course I know,” Zhao Wuji nodded, then took a new Golden Wing Sausage from Oscar’s hand. “But your Resurrection Elixir…”

"What's wrong with my Soul-Returning Elixir?" Xiao Yan, who had also taken a Golden Winged Intestine, looked at Zhao Wuji, who had only said half of what he wanted to say, with some curiosity.

"The effect is a bit too good!" Oscar wailed as he distributed the Golden Wing Sausages. "I don't even know how many Golden Wing Sausages I've made, but my soul power is still surging and my meridians are aching!"

Everyone else looked like they wanted to laugh.

After all, besides Oscar, who has been making Golden Wing Sausage, the victims also include Zhao Wuji, who has been using his third and fifth soul skills until now.

"Alright, alright, let's hurry up and go. If we wait any longer, we might end up collecting that brat's corpse!" Zhao Wuji swatted away the stone that had been absorbed by his fifth soul skill and urged, "Let's go, let's go!"

After saying that, he took to the air and unleashed several wind blades that sliced ​​through the surrounding trees.

"You drank it directly?"

Xiao Yan, experiencing the flight before becoming a Dou Wang, watched Oscar with a suppressed laugh.

“Otherwise?” Oscar said helplessly. “At that time, I was afraid that if we were any later, we would all die!” As he spoke, another golden-winged sausage was put into his arms.

"How's the effect?"

“That’s ridiculously good. I feel like I could make hundreds more golden wing sausages at this rate,” Oscar sighed. “Maybe I’ll be able to make golden wing sausages much faster than regular sausages and cured sausages in the future!”

"You should be secretly happy about this good thing!" Ma Hongjun rolled his eyes.

"If you think this is a good thing, then you try it!" Oscar roared. "I'd love to see you, you chicken, breathing fire from morning till night!"

"Damn it, it's a phoenix of evil fire, not a chicken!" Ma Hongjun was also furious.

"You two, if you keep arguing, you'd better go for a run!" A wind blade came from the front, precisely severing a tuft of hair from the top of each of their heads. The user was naturally Zhao Wuji, who used the wind blade to release excess soul power.

Ma Hongjun and Oscar were startled and obediently shut their mouths.

While flying, Xiao Yan was also using his mental power to observe Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing's soul power, or rather, their martial souls.

Based on his previous deductions, the martial souls of these two individuals could be considered as two parts of a single entity, or even, just like their names suggest, one being Netherworld and the other...

"Yan Xiao, what are you looking at?"

Perhaps Xiao Yan's observation was too intense, so much so that even Ning Rongrong, who was flying beside him and whose mental strength was not particularly strong, noticed something was wrong.

"Huh? Uh, it's nothing." Xiao Yan suddenly came to his senses and gave an awkward laugh.

"Oh……"

Ning Rongrong nodded, and then, as if possessed, turned around to look at Zhu Zhuqing, who was lagging behind.

"?"

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Ning Rongrong, who turned to look at her, with some confusion.

Chapter 47 Everyone is safe

When Xiao Yan and the others found Tang San, he was sitting cross-legged with the corpse of a giant spider lying beside him, seemingly absorbing its spirit ring.

After everyone gathered Tang San in the center, Xiao Yan carefully examined the corpse of the giant spider next to Tang San.

“This should be the Soul-Devouring Demon Spider…” After a while, Xiao Yan gave the answer, “It should be around 1,400 years old, which is exactly the optimal age for the third soul ring.”

According to a certain "master's" theory, the optimal age for the third spirit ring is over 1,760 years. Regardless of how that "over 60 years" was determined, given Tang San's current physical condition, absorbing a spirit ring of that age would almost certainly result in certain death.

"Soul-Devouring Spider... Rock Owl, what do you think Tang San's third soul skill will be?" Oscar was still making sausages non-stop, but judging from his gradually slowing down speed, the effects of the Soul-Returning Liquid should be wearing off soon.

"It's probably a spider web? Perhaps it has the effect of absorbing soul power?"

Xiao Yan is not a scholar who specializes in the study of martial souls, and there are not many records of plant-type martial souls absorbing the soul rings of beast-type soul beasts. Therefore, he can only speculate based on the case of the Soul Devouring Spider.

"Is that good or bad?"

Ma Hongjun, a poor student, asked a very good question.

"I guess... it's good, right?" Dai Mubai, who had faced Tang San head-on and was slightly inferior, hesitated. "Tang San is a control-type Soul Master, and the Spider Web Soul Skill perfectly meets his control needs. If it also has the effect of absorbing Soul Power, the control effect will be even better."

“Soul masters with vine-type martial souls will take the control route,” Xiao Yan could only answer Ma Hongjun’s question with the content of the book. “The third soul ring of this type of soul master is usually chosen to enhance resilience, and additionally choose other effects such as hallucination and anesthesia.”

"How resilient is Tang San's Blue Silver Grass?"

Only Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing can answer this question.

"I cannot break free without using my soul skill."

Dai Mubai still remembered their first meeting. Due to carelessness, he was surrounded by vines. When his tiger claws tried to swat away Tang San's Blue Silver Grass vines, they could only cut halfway through. It was because of this that he was forced to use his Thousand-Year Soul Skill.

"The anesthetic effect of the Blue Silver Grass left me with no strength to struggle." Zhu Zhuqing was quite calm about her crushing defeat.

“That means that at the Great Soul Master stage, Tang San’s Blue Silver Grass is resilient enough,” Xiao Yan nodded, “but if this Soul Devouring Spider’s spirit ring doesn’t significantly enhance his Blue Silver Grass itself…”

At the Soul Master stage, that might be a bit behind.

Even without being spoken, everyone present could understand what that meant.

"Speaking of which..." After talking about spirit rings and spirit skills, Dai Mubai's face suddenly twitched a little. "Yan Xiao, what's the deal with your first spirit skill?"

In everyone's memory, Xiao Yan's first soul skill is to create giant fire beasts. The maximum number he can create at once is unknown, and when combined with his second soul skill, it can completely deceive the opponent's attention. Moreover, there are certain limitations on the type, size, and number that can appear at a time, but—

When they encountered the Titan Giant Ape before, they could clearly see that Xiao Yan could summon dozens of fire beasts with a single wave of his arm, unlike in the Soul Arena where they appeared one by one!

Even when Xiao Wu was captured by the Titan Ape, he instantly created a fire behemoth tens of meters tall. The behemoth was even larger than the Titan Ape standing upright. Most importantly, the fire behemoth that appeared at that time was not the rhinoceros that had been seen several times before, but a fire Titan Ape!

"Because my first soul skill isn't simply about creating a giant fire beast, is it?" Xiao Yan smiled, quite satisfied with Dai Mubai's expression.

"I told you this from the beginning, didn't I, Dai Mubai?" Xiao Yan continued, looking at Dai Mubai, "'The Flaming Rhinoceros encountered a lot of withered leaves along the way, right? None of them caught fire, did they?'"

"Yes, he did say that..."

Because what followed that sentence was Dai Mubai being frozen for two minutes, Dai Mubai remembered it clearly.

"But not only the withered leaves, but even your clothes showed no signs of being ignited... You don't really think it's because you released your soul skill in time, do you?"

Halfway through his sentence, Xiao Yan noticed that Dai Mubai seemed to want to say something, so he bluntly pointed out what Dai Mubai was dissatisfied with.

“My first soul skill, Shaping,” he snapped his fingers, and a small fire cat appeared on Xiao Yan’s shoulder, then jumped into Ning Rongrong’s arms. “It gives me complete control over the temperature, burning and other properties of the flame, and gives it simple, touchable physical properties.”