69novels 690. Post-war treatment
690. Post-war treatment
Looking at the Soul Hall elders in mid-air, whose souls had vanished, Xiao Yan felt a slight sense of unreality. It was a kind of dazed feeling, a sense that one's self-awareness still needed time to settle after a sudden and significant increase in power.
Before his awakening, while he wasn't completely helpless against a Seven-Star Dou Zun, he always had to be on his guard, and every step was fraught with danger. But just now, he had effortlessly killed all three of them. This wasn't a Pyrrhic victory, nor a hard-fought battle; it was a complete and utter crushing defeat. The efficiency was almost unbelievable to him.
Now that his strength is a genuine eight-star Dou Zun, and his level of strange fire has also greatly improved, once the Three Transformations of Heavenly Fire are activated, he will probably head straight for the peak of Dou Zun.
The transformation of his soul power was the most surprising aspect of his awakening. He no longer had any Hidden Shadow Needles in reserve, so those three needle-shaped attacks, which simulated the form and attack characteristics of the Hidden Shadow Needles, while lacking the stealthy, deadly effect of the real needles, still served to hinder the enemy.
Xiao Yan could basically confirm that with the improvement of his strength and realm, his soul power should have already stepped into the realm that countless alchemists dreamed of—the Heavenly Realm!
Soul power is the foundation of an alchemist. Once one reaches the Heavenly Realm, one is qualified to strive for the ninth-grade alchemist. The glory of the Pill Tower champion is certainly dazzling, but the true ninth-grade realm is the true pinnacle symbol of alchemy on the continent.
Even the old alchemist probably never imagined that he would reach the level of a ninth-grade alchemist before he was even thirty years old.
As for the Burning Technique, there is no time to verify it yet, but Xiao Yan has a strong premonition that he has directly joined the Three Thousand Burning Flames, which is ranked ninth on the Strange Flame Ranking. At the very least, it has already entered the low-level Heaven Rank.
An unprecedented surge of confidence rose in Xiao Yan's heart. Now, with multiple methods stacked together, as long as he could remove the hateful power of the Spirit Clan's Dou Sheng and restore the mobility of his right hand, coupled with the mysterious black flames, even if he truly encountered a half-saint powerhouse, Xiao Yan would not be without any power to resist.
"It's no longer a matter of turning tail and running for your life..."
After quickly sorting through all the information and assessments that came his way, Xiao Yan felt a sense of clarity and relief.
Then Xiao Yan turned around and found that the caravan had fallen into complete silence. Most of the people were looking at him with an incredulous, god-like gaze.
What had just happened before their eyes had exceeded the limits of everyone's comprehension.
After all, the scene of Xiao Yan fighting against the Soul Palace Venerable was really too impactful. The so-called change of the world was nothing more than that in the imagination of people of low level.
Moreover, Xiao Yan's formidable combat prowess—killing a Dou Zun expert with a mere flick of his wrist—was deeply etched into everyone's minds. At this moment, most of them were still in a daze, wondering why the person before them looked exactly like that mysterious gentleman. They had long known that gentleman was powerful, but they hadn't expected him to be this strong.
On the contrary, Wang Ling'er, having had more contact with him and being relatively simple-minded, also took the initiative to walk up to Xiao Yan at this moment.
"Are you the gentleman, or the injured man with the dark complexion?" Wang Ling'er asked directly.
"I am both 'Sir' and 'Black Charcoal Man.' I used a clone for some special reasons." Xiao Yan looked at the brave and innocent girl, a gentle smile flashing in his eyes.
"Oh!" Wang Ling'er's tense expression was instantly replaced by immense joy, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons. "Then, sir, can you really send me to the Valley of Healing Poisons?"
"You promised!"
"Genuine, guaranteed!"
At this moment, Wang Zhuang, who had been observing Xiao Yan, suddenly realized something. After all, he was a Dou Huang with the strength to fight for many years and knew more than the average person.
Despite his young age, he possesses extraordinary strength, capable of fighting against Dou Zun powerhouses, wielding terrifying flames that inspire fear, and having a remarkable skill in alchemy.
When all this information was put together, a name appeared in his mind—Xiao Yan!
That person who won the Pill Gathering and whose name resounded throughout the Central Plains. However, there were already rumors that he had died in the great upheaval at the Pill Tower. Combining this with the severely injured charcoal man that his group had initially found, and the huge demand for medicinal herbs during this period, an idea also appeared in Wang Zhuang's mind.
He cautiously stepped forward and, speaking in a voice only the two of them could hear, tentatively asked, "Are you Mr. Xiao Yan, the champion of the Pill Gathering?"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of surprise flashing across his face: "Not bad, I didn't expect you to recognize me."
"I was just guessing, I never expected to meet you. It seems we're really lucky!" Wang Zhuang bowed deeply upon receiving confirmation, his voice still low but filled with barely suppressed excitement.
The widely known affection between Valley Master Xiao of the Medicine and Poison Valley and Xiao Yan, the champion of the Pill Gathering, is common knowledge. If Ling'er can establish a connection with Xiao Yan, wouldn't it be a sure thing for her to join the Medicine and Poison Valley and meet the legendary Valley Master Xiao?
"You've been targeted by the Soul Hall. The Soul Hall is known for its vengeful nature. Although I've dealt with the people who came this time, you must leave immediately." Xiao Yan said solemnly, "I've already written a letter about Xiao Ling'er's trip to the Medicine and Poison Valley. You just need to find a way to deliver it to the people in the Medicine and Poison Valley."
Wang Zhuang was pleasantly surprised but also somewhat worried upon hearing this answer, after all, he had not yet completed the task given to him by the three noblemen.
His face immediately showed anxiety, and he couldn't help but whisper, "Mr. Xiao Yan! I am extremely grateful for your life-saving grace and reminder, but... but our caravan... still has important matters to attend to..."
It wasn't that Wang Zhuang was unaware of the dangers of this mission; he simply had a vague suspicion that those three noblemen also possessed formidable power behind them, which he couldn't afford to offend. In fact, after today's events, his original plan was to have a trusted member of the caravan take Wang Ling'er away, because he had a very bad feeling about it.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan replied directly, "I know what you're thinking, but with the Soul Palace involved, this trip is almost certainly a matter of life and death for you. I'll handle it."
Then Xiao Yan called out to the innermost camel wagon, "Friends of the Yan Clan, there's no need to hide anymore. I am Xiao Yan, come out and greet me!"