The Invincible Supreme Medical God-Chapter 1103 - 586: Who Fears Whom_2
He muttered, glancing around, then took the pill and started walking. As he continued forward, he looked around the forest and sighed emotionally. When he recalled the entire chase and the struggle with the Luochen Clan cultivators, and the involved dangers, he couldn't shake the lingering fear in his heart.
"I wonder what Sister Du and Brother Hou are doing... Did they get away...?" At this moment, he didn't dare to use his jade to try to contact the sect. He worried that the Luochen Clan cultivators might still be nearby and could detect the fluctuations of his attempt to communicate. This could lead to a big problem. Patting his satchel, he crafted Feng Yan's wind wheel and, after a quick test, confirmed it was now operational.
His eyes flickered with joy. Although he had some guesses about the current situation, he wasn't in a hurry to leave the area, so he found a cave to take a rest. There, he crafted his turtle pot, along with the pill given to him by the old man in black robes.
Soon, a silver glow flashed on the pill, and on its surface, three spiritual designs could be seen. Yan Xiaobao picked up the pill, eyes wide, and swallowed it, his eyes sparkling. His body immediately began to hum, as if burning flames were producing an indescribable life energy, which then coursed through him.
He began to tremble, clenched his teeth tightly, and unleashed the Immortal Eternal Life Skill. Then, he patted himself, revealing that his skin was no longer pitch black but now tinged with a hint of bronze. The bronze hue reached the point where it almost looked like statues made of it.
The power within him intensified, and he felt stronger than ever.
However, the energy from the medicine was not yet exhausted. After undergoing triple spirit enhancement, the pill reached an incredible level of quality. Even when his skin turned entirely bronze, the cracking sound came from within him, as if something was shattering.
Lines swiftly spread across the skin's surface, increasing in number until they covered his entire body. Intense pain frustrated him, yet he endured, and soon, those lines began to turn silver!
The immortal skin decomposed into levels of iron, bronze, silver, and gold!
Even the black-robed old man couldn't have anticipated that the pill he gave Yan Xiaobao would receive a spiritual upgrade, allowing him not only to break through to copper-level skin but also to surpass the bronze skin level.
Ling Xiao's voice echoed within Yan Xiaobao's mind for several days. More and more cracks appeared on his skin, and soon, the skin began to peel off, almost like shedding. Moreover, each falling piece shone silver underneath.
Ten days later, the last bit of skin dropped away. He was now entirely silver, although it was a dull silver, and when he opened his eyes, they gleamed with bright silver light.
He suddenly burst into motion, causing a shocking rumble. His speed was now at least double what it had been before!
When his right hand clenched into a fist and struck a nearby boulder, his eyes sparkled. The boulder shattered instantly, not into large chunks, but into dust!
This level of power surpassed his previous capacities by several times!
Yan Xiaobao was so excited that he was almost breathless. By now, he was confident that if he fought Chen Heng again, the battle would certainly not be as painful.
After some further testing, even more shocking discoveries were made. The defensive level of his immortal silver skin was such that even his Three Sword Spirit-enhanced wooden sword could not scratch it.
Yan Xiaobao's eyes were filled with excitement. After ceasing the operation of the Immortal Eternal Life Skill, his body returned to its normal pure and fair state. He changed clothes, then began speeding into the distance, appearing very pleased with himself. After traversing the forest, Yan Xiaobao started noticing clues about the stories. He became soon convinced that his hypotheses were correct. After emerging from the Nameless Mountain, he advanced at top speed for several days until he returned to the Fallenstar Mountain, where he discovered the ruins of the Luochen Clan. "It seems Du Lingfei and Hou Yunfei truly returned to the sect." When he recalled the painful events he had once experienced, he sighed, then turned around and leapt onto the wind wheel. Sitting cross-legged, he aimed it toward the distance.
"Back to the sect!" he declared, eyes sparkling with anticipation. Then he realized he must have rendered extraordinary service to the sect, and would surely receive generous rewards upon his return.
This made him even more excited. As he made his way along, he turned his attention to his hands. As he sifted through and organized all the other bags he had retrieved from the Luochen Clan cultivators, he found many random items and some spirit stones.
Within one bag, although he forgot whom it originally belonged to, he found the most valuable item— a seed, about the size of a human fist. It pulsed, almost like a beating heart, as if it contained something alive. However, the beating grew weaker and weaker.
After some thought, Yan Xiaobao's knowledge of plants and vegetation led him to a shocking conclusion. It was a valuable, legendary spiritual seed, said to have been extinct long ago. It was called the Beastbirth Seed!
According to legend, if it absorbed the essence of another soul creature, it could naturally reproduce that spirit creature. For those powerful beasts difficult to replicate, such Beastbirth Seeds were almost priceless treasures.
Such was the case for cultivators with powerful spiritual creature pets. Such cultivators all desired successive generations of their powerful spiritual creatures. Unfortunately, they were usually limited to one pet, making Beastbirth Seeds extremely valuable to them.
It was unclear how the enemy Luochen Clan cultivator came to possess such a valuable item. It was speculated that this person encountered some kind of fortune. After all, the Luochen Clan was located in the Fallenstar Mountain, a place brimming with mysteries.
After some pondering, Yan Xiaobao concluded that whichever Luochen Clan cultivator found the wild seed likely didn't know what it was, which could explain why it wasn't properly cared for.
Along the way, Yan Xiaobao picked up some wood infused with spiritual energy. After carving it into a small box, he carefully placed the Beastbirth Seed inside, where the seed's life force fluctuations gradually stabilized.
Yan Xiaobao took the wooden box and took a deep breath. Then, following the same path they initially took, he sent the windskiff soaring across the horizon, edging his way closer to the Spiritual Flow Sect.
A month passed quickly. On the original journey, they didn't have many spirit stones, so they only used the windskiff at night. But now, holding onto spirit stones imbued with spiritual energy, Yan Xiaobao didn't worry about wasting them. Thus, it only took a month for the gates of the Spiritual Sect's South Shore to come into view.
"It's been over half a year since I left. At last, I'm back." Yan Xiaobao stood on the windskiff, hair whipping in the wind, looking every bit like a powerful master. However, he suddenly realized this was the wrong image and quickly reverted to the tattered, bloodstained Outer Sect Disciple robe he had worn during the desperate battle with the Luochen Clan.
Now he looked like someone willing to die for the sect. Upon returning, the bloodstains on his clothes, and the cloth torn and pierced here and there, would clearly bear witness to the perilous crises he faced.
Feeling extremely pleased, he directed the windskiff closer to the sect. However, just as he was about to cross the boundary, an invisible barrier appeared, causing the windskiff to bounce back.
"Hmm?" he thought. The rebounding force nearly knocked him off the windskiff.
It was at this point a light suddenly shot from the main gate towards him. A young man appeared, looking at Yan Xiaobao with a calm expression.
"Who are you, fellow Taoist, and what brings you to the Spiritual Sect?" Even as these words left his mouth, he looked at the windskiff, then at Yan Xiaobao's clothes, his brows furrowing. "You have a Spirit Stream Sect windskiff, and you're wearing an Outer Sect Disciple robe? And the Spirit Stream Sect main gate is barring you from entering?! Who are you?!"
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