Dark Ecstasy (1-74)

Chapter 1 Tianyuan Town

The cycle of heaven and earth, the constant alternation of yin and yang and the four seasons, are the laws established by the Creator. All things have their own roles and places, and the Heavenly Dao endows them with special abilities to survive and go further. The

Divine Wind Continent is a fantastical continent inhabited by various races: humans, elves, beastmen… and all sorts of mysterious animals and plants.

This is a legendary place, where many heroes have been made and countless heroes have fallen. War and intrigue permeate this world, faith and conflict clash, and everyone strives to reach greater heights.

Tianyuan Town appears extremely peaceful under the setting sun. A hazy mist swirls in the distance, and continuous mountain ranges intertwine around the town. The dense forests make the town resemble a picturesque fairyland, evoking the imagery of the setting sun piercing the mountains and evening smoke lingering around the trees.

Inside a dilapidated temple in Tianyuan Town, a group of teenagers waited in a line, some excited, some fearful. Every year at this time, all the newly-adult men and women in the town came to the temple to take a magic test.

"Hmm, not bad, intermediate magician,"

an old man beside the temple said with slight approval as a few words appeared on a crystal ball.

"Next,"

the old man called out as the teenager happily stepped down.

A beautiful sight appeared in everyone's view, and they couldn't help but be captivated. Tight-fitting clothes perfectly outlined her beautiful figure; her complexion was fair, she was 1.67 meters tall, her skin was delicate, and she exuded youthful vigor. Lian Yue was undeniably a delicate flower in the town, the dream girl of every teenager.

Lian Yue slowly walked to the crystal ball. The round crystal ball magically reflected brilliant colors. Lian Yue stretched out her delicate white hand and placed it on the crystal ball, her face showing excitement mixed with unease. Under her smooth little hand, the crystal ball flashed with a warm light.

"Wow, I didn't expect Lian Yue to have reached the intermediate mage level."

A boy exclaimed in surprise.

"His father is a high-level mage, so with his father's guidance, of course he's fine."

Another boy chimed in.

"Lian Yue is an intermediate mage."

The old man said slowly, clearly pleased. Someone next to him was bent over a table, diligently taking notes.

Lian Yue was obviously excited, but his face remained expressionless. He walked calmly off the stage, leaving behind a unique fragrance of virginity.

"Next."

The old man said unhurriedly, his eyes fixed on the next boy. The boy had just come of age, his eyes were clear and bright, and his simple clothes suggested that his family's life was not very comfortable.

Ling Xiao appeared very calm, without much excitement or words. He slowly walked to the crystal ball and placed his hand on it. In an instant, a flash of light appeared on the crystal ball.

"Tch, with such a low level of cultivation, he dares to come and take the test."

The boys and girls below murmured.

"Beginner Mage, failed."

The old man shook his head helplessly and said, "Next."

Ling Xiao clearly expected the result, his expression unchanged, and calmly walked off the stage. Sigh, he still only achieved the beginner mage level; this was still a slight disappointment for him.

The Divine Wind Continent is a world where strength reigns supreme. People revere magic and battle aura; dazzling magic and powerful battle aura are the main components of the entire continent. The

mysterious Divine Wind Continent is a paradise of opportunity. Through continuous development and evolution, countless professions have emerged, but the most mainstream are mages and warriors.

Mages achieve resonance by meditating and sensing the elements of heaven and earth, while warriors cultivate their battle aura through mental techniques and techniques.

On the Divine Wind Continent, mages are the most sought-after, but also the most difficult to cultivate, resulting in the generally low cultivation levels of human mages on the continent. Mages are classified by level as Mage Apprentice, Beginner Mage, Intermediate Mage, Advanced Mage, Grand Mage, Archmage, Grand Archmage, Saint Mage, and God Mage.

Warriors are divided into Fighter Apprentice, Junior Fighter, Intermediate Fighter, Senior Fighter, Fighting Master, Grand Fighting Master, Fighting Venerable, Fighting Saint, and Fighting God.

Besides unwavering perseverance, cultivation also relies on personal comprehension, opportunity, and a good teacher; otherwise, advancement is as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Ling Xiao grinned indifferently. The level of a junior mage was already within his expectations. Magic is difficult to cultivate. Ling Xiao's comprehension was decent, but unfortunately, cultivating magic required a good teacher and strong willpower.

Tianyuan Town was located in a remote area, nestled in crisscrossing mountains. Transportation was inconvenient, news was scarce, and there wasn't even a school. It was a truly impoverished place, or rather, the Nalant Empire, where Tianyuan Town was located, had forgotten about this place. Even tax collection went unnoticed, illustrating how remote it was. The townspeople were barely self-sufficient. There were no teachers of magic in the town; teaching was mostly passed down from the previous generation, or students would learn from introductory magic books and cultivate on their own. Those with good aptitude and understanding were destined for greatness as magicians. Ling Xiao's magic, however, was only rudimentary. He would occasionally read some basic magic books, but his practice hadn't progressed much over the years; he had only just crossed the threshold of the beginner level, possessing a few magical elements within him, just enough to unleash basic spells.

This wasn't entirely his fault; living in such a hopeless town, Ling Xiao had become somewhat lazy in his pursuit of magic. In the Divine Wind Continent, people reached adulthood at sixteen. Newly adult men and women who wanted to learn magic could take a magic test at the town's temple. Those who performed well would receive a decent gift. Ling Xiao was simply trying his luck at the temple today; it would be foolish for him to refuse a gift.

The setting sun cast a hazy red glow, and the evening clouds lingered in the sky. Tianyuan Town was nestled in the embrace of its boundless natural beauty. The tests within the temple had concluded, and the results were in. Most adult men and women were novice mages, with only three reaching the intermediate level. These three were the town's best: Lian Yue, Locke, and Dahl—after all, their fathers were advanced mages.

The temple distributed the prizes—magical items—to the three who had reached the intermediate level after the tests. Ling Xiao stared enviously at the coveted magical items, sighing and wishing he could snatch them.

"Yueyue, wait for me! Why are you walking so fast?"

Ling Xiao saw the graceful Lian Yue ahead and hurriedly jogged to catch up with her.

"Ling Xiao, don't bother me if you don't have anything to say,"

Lian Yue said curtly, her face full of impatience. Ling Xiao wasn't handsome, but he wasn't ugly either; he would probably be easily lost in a crowd, unnoticed by anyone. Although Ling Xiao looks harmless, his character is extremely despicable, and Lian Yue despises him.

"Don't be like that, my dear Yueyue. We grew up together, after all."

Ling Xiao didn't care about Lian Yue's expression, pretending not to see it as he spoke, with an ambiguous expression. Lian Yue and Ling Xiao grew up together, and their relationship was very good when they were young. However, as they grew older, their feelings drifted further apart, and Lian Yue looked down on Ling Xiao. In her eyes, Ling Xiao was unambitious, and many of his behaviors were shameless. Most importantly, Lian Yue's pride had also grown.

"Don't call me that so intimately. We have no relationship. Childhood is childhood."

Lian Yue said with disgust, walking quickly away, trying to shake off Ling Xiao. Over the years, Lian Yue had witnessed Ling Xiao's shamelessness and was used to it.

"What you're saying isn't right. We've at least..."

Chen Feng paused, his face smug, his eyes filled with lewd light, like a hungry wolf, staring at Lian Yue's face with a meaningful smile.

"You...you're shameless."

Lian Yue looked at Ling Xiao's lewd appearance, as if she had thought of something, and trembled with anger as she cursed, "Ling Xiao, don't push your luck! If you say another word, don't blame me for being impolite."

"Hehe, I didn't say anything. It's you who's thinking of that."

Ling Xiao said mockingly, "It seems like you're the shameless one."

He just wanted to embarrass Lian Yue.

"Hmph, you slut! When you were little, your brother treated you well, but now that you're grown up, you've turned your back on me, become arrogant and look down on him, gradually distancing yourself from him and basically avoiding him. How can he be at peace with that? Little girl, just you wait. Later, your brother will definitely teach you a lesson and show you what I'm capable of.

" "You...you."

Lian Yue pointed her jade finger at Chen Feng's face, her face full of anger, but she didn't say anything. After all, Ling Xiao hadn't said anything, and if she admitted it, it would be equivalent to admitting that she was thinking about that.

"So fragrant."

The jade finger so close to her was as clear as mutton fat jade, radiating a beautiful color. Ling Xiao chuckled and quickly stuck out her tongue to lick the jade finger, which was as long as a scallion, then quickly moved away from Lian Yue, making a look of intoxication with lingering pleasure. Ling Xiao was inwardly laughing his head off. He thought, "If I don't embarrass you, you'll really think I don't exist!" He remembered the time he accidentally stumbled into Lian Yue's bedroom and witnessed a beautiful woman changing clothes. Just thinking about it made his mouth water, and he'd been labeled a lecher ever since.

"Ling Xiao, you've gone too far!"

Lian Yue's face hardened, and she gritted her teeth in anger. She raised one hand slightly, her eyes filled with murderous intent, and softly chanted, "Water elements filling the heavens and earth, heed my call... wash away the filth of this world..."

As Lian Yue's small mouth chanted rapidly, Ling Xiao could feel the water elements in the air rushing into her body.

"Water Wave Slash!"

With the gathering of magical elements, Lian Yue's chanting ended, and she quickly unleashed the most powerful intermediate-level magic she had learned so far: Water Wave Slash.

A streak of azure light, radiating a dangerous aura, slashed towards Ling Xiao like a torrent of water, its unparalleled power sending chills down one's spine. Sensing the danger, Ling Xiao swiftly extended his hands, drawing a graceful circular arc in front of him. His movements were fluid and swift, demonstrating his mastery of the technique. He chanted urgently, "Merciful God of the Earth, grant me supreme earth element, so that your mercy may protect your people..."

The terrifying water wave slash brought with it a chilling, icy aura, causing Ling Xiao's heart to pound with fear. At this moment, his earth magic was complete: "Earth Shield."

Earth Shield is a defensive spell within earth magic, a must-learn for every earth mage. As a mage's level increases, the Earth Shield becomes increasingly powerful. Legend has it that an Earth Shield cast by an earth mage god can withstand a volcanic eruption.

A thick wall of earth instantly blocked Ling Xiao's path. The Water Wave Slash collided with the Earth Shield, generating a powerful impact. The Earth Shield was easily crushed into dust, sending up clouds of chaotic dust and a murky atmosphere.

The Earth Shield had indeed reduced the Water Wave Slash's power.

Ling Xiao dared not be careless. The magic cast by an intermediate-level mage was not something his rudimentary earth magic could easily withstand. A difference of one level made all the difference; even rudimentary magic, in the hands of an intermediate-level mage, was many times more powerful. Ling Xiao diligently absorbed the earth elements from the world, his face calm and collected. His playful demeanor was gone, replaced by a resolute expression and a cold glint in his eyes. He quickly and continuously formed several lines of Earth Shields in front of him. He was not naive enough to believe that a single rudimentary Earth Shield could stop Lian Yue's Water Wave Slash.

"Bang...bang..."

Several shields of earth turned to dust in succession, the chaotic scene was too gruesome to bear. Finally, the water wave slash disappeared beneath Ling Xiao's last line of defense.

As the dust settled slightly, Ling Xiao had already fled. Lian Yue gritted her teeth in anger, her face filled with rage, glaring at Ling Xiao's retreating figure like a wronged woman: "If I see you again, I'll kill you!"

"Little brat, you dared to murder your husband! Next time I see you, I'll give you a good beating!"

Ling Xiao roared furiously. He couldn't beat her, but he could at least argue with her. To be ridden on by a little girl was truly unlucky. One day, he would make her submit to him.

Lian Yue stomped her foot lightly, her eyebrows furrowed, and she was about to give chase, but unfortunately, her magical elements were nearly exhausted. One water wave slash had almost drained all of her magical elements. Ling Xiao was able to easily block Lian Yue's intermediate-level magic attack because Lian Yue had only recently advanced to intermediate-level magician; her rank was still unstable, she wasn't very familiar with the mechanics, and her elemental reserves weren't yet fully replenished. The water wave slash she unleashed in haste was significantly weakened, allowing Ling Xiao to escape unscathed. Actually, it wasn't entirely due to luck. His use of Earth Shield showed his movements were graceful, swift, and precise, and he unleashed several spells consecutively, demonstrating his mastery and considerable practice.

Chapter 2: Spying

Ling Xiao fled in a disheveled state. Seeing that Lian Yue wasn't chasing him, he felt relieved. He had been genuinely afraid that the other party would become desperate and attack him, the little cat. Heh heh.

Damn it, this little girl actually dared to ride on my head! Hmph, one day I, the young master, will show you the power of family discipline—dripping candles, whips… you name it, I'll have it all. Let's see if you still dare to be arrogant with me.

His mind was filled with endless daydreams. As darkness fell, a gentle breeze rustled the leaves, and stars dotted the mountain peaks, giving Tianyuan Town a peaceful and tranquil atmosphere.

Ling Xiao arrived near the foot of a lush, verdant mountain. As far as the eye could see, bamboo forests stretched out, the tall, verdant bamboo resembling a vast ocean. A gentle breeze rustled through the

bamboo leaves, creating a melodious whisper. Two small bamboo houses stood amidst the bamboo forest. The houses, constructed primarily of bamboo, were supported by dozens of pillars, maintaining a comfortable distance from the ground. Several windows added a unique touch.

Not far away was a simple bamboo pavilion, devoid of artistic design. Inside, a table and four bamboo chairs were placed. A river flowed beside it, its crystal-clear waters cascading down the mountain, their gentle murmur creating a melodious sound.

Ling Xiao lived here, on the edge of town, in a remote and rugged place, requiring crossing several ravines to reach this bamboo forest. It wasn't because of its beauty, but because of her family's poverty; they didn't even have a place to stay in town, so she chose this secluded spot.

In the dim night, a single light shone from a bamboo house. Ling Xiao looked at the lit house and wondered, "I wonder what Aunt Niya is doing."

She slowed her pace, trying to conceal her presence, and pressed herself against the window, peering through the crack. The room was softly lit, and she could see clearly from all sides.

When her gaze fell on a particular spot, her heart pounded, and she stared intently at it. Her mouth gaped open in astonishment—it was so beautiful.

A woman in her thirties was undressing. Her face was aloof, her exquisite features radiating a noble air. Long, flowing hair cascaded down her back, a few strands brushing against her face, adding a touch of allure. Her languid expression only enhanced her captivating charm.

Her outer garment was gone, leaving only shorts. Black knee-high boots adorned her shapely legs, and a pink undergarment barely covered her large, sensual navel, which resembled a jewel embedded in her stomach.

Ling Xiao's mouth went dry, a certain part of his body stirring with desire. He involuntarily licked his parched tongue. Aunt Niya's figure was indeed amazing, curvaceous and alluring, especially her voluptuous breasts, which were utterly breathtaking. Her round, pert buttocks were outlined in stunning curves by the small shorts.

Niya casually removed her black leather boots, revealing her delicate, exquisite toes under the light. She then slowly removed her shorts, a small piece of fabric covering her mysterious valley, with a few black pubic hairs peeking out from the alluring heel.

Seeing this, Ling Xiao felt a strange, surging emotion welling up inside him, his eyes filled with boundless lust, as if he wanted to devour Niya whole, his gaze fixed on that mysterious place. He hadn't expected Aunt Niya to be so flawless; his usual respect for her had vanished, replaced by an endless longing for her.

A strange energy flowed through Ling Xiao's meridians. When this faint energy filled his eyes, it was activated, traveling along a specific path, flowing through all the meridians of his body, nourishing him. Ling Xiao was completely unaware of his current physical state.

At this moment, he was already captivated by Nia's body as she changed clothes inside the house. Seeing Nia about to further remove the last layer of her defenses, Ling Xiao involuntarily swallowed, letting out a barely audible gurgling sound. He immediately realized he was in trouble.

"Who is it?" Nia's clear voice, tinged with panic and slight anger, rang out from inside the house. She hurriedly grabbed her clothes and covered herself.

Feeling guilty, Ling Xiao darted into the nearby bamboo hut with the speed of a rabbit, a speed that left everyone else far behind. He dared not be reckless; if Nia discovered him, it would be a huge loss.

A wave of disappointment washed over him; he had almost caught a glimpse of the beauty's graceful figure, but he had failed at the crucial moment. Aunt Nia was a high-level mage; how could such a sound escape her ears?

Niya quickly regained her composure after her initial panic. A blush rose on her elegant, lotus-like face. This bamboo grove was practically deserted, quite remote from the town, and the roads were difficult to navigate. She already guessed who it was, and her heart was filled with anger. Such a young boy, already so disrespectful, actually peeping at women changing clothes! Unbelievable! It seemed she had to teach this brat a lesson.

His house was very simple, all the furniture inside was made of bamboo: a small bed, a desk, and a wardrobe. When he had nothing to do, Ling Xiao would pass the time reading. He personally enjoyed reading and had bought many miscellaneous books. To the townspeople, Ling Xiao was a good-for-nothing, a good-for-nothing scoundrel, utterly unreliable, often getting into fights with local thugs and causing trouble.

He didn't have much affection for the townspeople, and they, in turn, deeply resented him. They generally gave him the cold shoulder, some even displaying blatant disdain, which Ling Xiao completely ignored. Fortunately, Ling Xiao wasn't some irredeemable villain, otherwise he would have been paraded through the streets and slowly tortured to death long ago.

Living in such a place, with its beautiful mountains and clear waters, far from the town, he could live a carefree life, free from the company of those boring people. He could do whatever he wanted, without worries or troubles—a truly leisurely existence. When he had free time, he could hunt some game in the nearby mountains or fish in the river. After a good meal, he could lie down and read a book. When he was in a bad mood, he could go to town and find some thugs to practice his skills with.

From childhood to adulthood, Ling Xiao had never been bound by anything. His heart was like a wild horse, galloping across the grasslands, freeing himself, and living his life without restraint. He often thought that life was only a few decades of hardship, fleeting in the blink of an eye, so why not live freely and happily? He should cherish what he could, and do what he could with a clear conscience. When he looked back on his life in his twilight years, Ling Xiao would proudly roar, "I lived a worthwhile life!" That was what he wanted.

"Xiao'er, dinner's ready."

A clear voice rang out, startling Ling Xiao from his magic book. Ling Xiao looked outside somewhat nervously, wondering if Aunt Niya had noticed.

Chapter 3 A Touch of Spring Light

Dinner was simple: rice porridge, sesame cakes, several delicate side dishes, and the leftover Rada meat from lunch. Looking at the delicious food before him, Ling Xiao's mouth watered.

Niya exuded charm like a lotus emerging from water. She had changed her clothes, wearing a lily-patterned dress and a loose-fitting robe draped over her upper body, looking very casual. Her fair, smooth neck was as proud and beautiful as a swan's.

Ling Xiao couldn't help but glance at her a few more times, exclaiming, "What a beauty! Truly stunning!" A surge of excitement rose within him, and his manhood began to stir slightly.

The two sat down, Niya's inexplicable gaze frequently fixed on Ling Xiao, making him uneasy. Feeling guilty, he avoided Niya's gaze. If he had any reservations, it was undoubtedly about Aunt Niya before him.

"Xiao'er, eat more Lada meat. You're growing,"

Niya said softly with concern, placing a piece of meat into Ling Xiao's bowl with her chopsticks.

"Thank you, Aunt Niya."

Ling Xiao felt a surge of happiness. "Aunt Niya, you should eat too."

Ling Xiao picked up a piece of good meat and put it in Niya's bowl.

"Xiao'er, what did you do this afternoon?"

Niya asked casually while eating.

"Hmm... just strolled around town, nothing much."

Ling Xiao replied without much concern.

"Is Auntie's cooking delicious?"

Niya asked with a seductive smile.

"Delicious."

"Does it smell good?"

"Yes."

"Is Auntie Niya beautiful?"

"Beautiful."

Ling Xiao nodded.

"Does she have a good figure?"

Niya asked a series of unimportant questions.

"Yes, yes."

Ling Xiao answered Niya's questions habitually, without paying attention, and replied casually.

"Want to watch some more?"

"Yes..."

Ling Xiao hesitated for a moment, then realized something was wrong and quickly said, "No...no."

"Hmph."

Niya's expression changed, and she scolded, "You little rascal, Ling Xiao, you've started to get naughty! You dared to peek at me changing clothes!"

As she finished speaking, a blush rose on Niya's face.

Only then did Ling Xiao realize that she had been tricked and fallen into Niya's trap. Extremely embarrassed, she lowered her head and frantically ate the rice in her bowl, not daring to look up at Niya.

"Look at you, so pathetic."

Niya smiled sweetly, looking at Ling Xiao's embarrassed expression, and let out a clear laugh. She had always treated Ling Xiao like her own child, so she wasn't angry at all; she just wanted to give him a little nudge, to show him that what he was doing was wrong.

"I'm sorry, Aunt Niya, I didn't mean to,"

Ling Xiao said sheepishly, raising his head.

"Hehe," Niya put down her chopsticks, stood up, and bent down, extending her delicate hand to gently stroke Ling Xiao's lips, a few grains of rice falling into her slender hand.

A strange current ran through Ling Xiao's body, the memory of Niya's jade-like softness clearly lingering near his lips. What made Ling Xiao's blood boil even more was that he discovered Niya wasn't wearing an undergarment under her clothes; her breasts were openly displayed before his eyes without any hesitation. So beautiful, so... Since Niya was at home, she was wearing a casual, loose robe, making it easy for him to admire her pure and innocent beauty.

Seeing Ling Xiao's blank, bloodshot eyes and his heavy breathing, Niya thought he was ill. However, following his gaze, she looked down and scolded him angrily, "You brat, settle your eyes down!" She

quickly got up and returned to her seat.

Ling Xiao felt a pang of disappointment, completely disregarding Aunt Niya's reprimand. He was very attached to her, liking her nobility, her aloofness, and her touch of self-admiration. He also loved her care and concern; being with her brought him peace and tranquility.

"Aunt Niya, you're so beautiful,"

Ling Xiao sincerely praised. Her figure was curvaceous, with devilish curves, exuding charm, possessing both girlish allure and mature elegance; her entire body was like a ripe peach.

"Pah, what does a child know?"

Niya chuckled involuntarily, secretly pleased by Ling Xiao's praise. What woman doesn't like a man complimenting her beauty?

"Looks like my Xiao'er's grown up and needs to find a woman,"

Niya teased with a smile.

"I don't want to,"

Ling Xiao said firmly, looking at Niya earnestly. "I only want to be with you."

Ling Xiao's determined gaze stirred Niya's heart, and she said affectionately, "Oh my, you've even learned to use sweet words, aren't you asking for a beating?"

Looking at Niya's unique charm, Ling Xiao really wanted to ravage her, to possess her, and hold her dear.

Ling Xiao was an orphan; his parents died when he was very young, and he struggled to survive alone in the town, often going hungry and suffering the scorn and bullying of others.

When Ling Xiao was nine years old, he got into a fight with a group of thugs. More than a dozen of them ganged up on him. Faced with so many people, Ling Xiao was terrified, but he didn't back down. Without hesitation, he fought back against them. Merciless fists and kicks rained down on his frail body. He was almost beaten to death, but luckily, Niya, who happened to be passing by, saved him.

Niya was just passing through the area and couldn't stand by and watch, so she intervened. When she found the environment there quite nice, she decided to settle down there. Perhaps it was a woman's unique compassion, but Niya let Ling Xiao follow her. As they spent more time together, their feelings for each other deepened.

After Niya arrived in Tianyuan Town, she attracted many suitors. Many coveted her beauty and wanted to sleep with her, harboring wicked intentions. Fortunately, Niya was a high-level magician, and after using some methods, she dissuaded many. Even so, some still couldn't forget her; no one could argue with Aunt Niya's immense charm. Eventually, they moved to this bamboo forest.

From some point onward, Ling Xiao's gaze towards Aunt Niya became strange. He felt inexplicably restless, his manhood frequently erecting, a pent-up anxiety yearning for release.

Sometimes, unable to sleep at night, Niya's image constantly appeared in his mind, occasionally contemplating how to make love with her. He knew deep down that a relationship with Aunt Niya was impossible. Despite her kindness, it was only affection and care for him. He sensed a ruthlessness beneath her gentleness, a hardened heart, and a desire for a secluded life, far removed from crowds, especially in relationships. "

Damn it, I wonder what kind of man could get such a woman," Ling Xiao thought disdainfully, a surge of jealousy rising within him. He wondered if he even had a chance.

"Goodnight, Aunt Niya,"

Ling Xiao said, quickly kissing her cheek before disappearing.

Niya stiffened, a hint of anger in her voice. "You even dared to be so disrespectful to me. Looks like you're getting bolder and bolder."

Chapter 4: Alchemy (Please Collect and Recommend)

It was already late, and the light in Niya's room was off. Ling Xiao carefully closed his own door. The dark bamboo forest rustled with the leaves, the crisscrossing shadows like ghosts.

Ling Xiao's figure moved swiftly through the bamboo forest, leaving blurry shadows in his wake. Any outsider who witnessed it would be astonished. His movements were as light as a swallow, lightly touching the ground without a sound, like the wind leaving no trace, not even stirring up a single leaf or speck of dust.

Leaping over the bamboo, the rugged mountain path grew increasingly dark, devoid of any light, overgrown with dense weeds. Ling Xiao easily traversed the steep, rugged cliffs.

The path was steep and extremely difficult to climb; ordinary people could not possibly ascend it. Ling Xiao, however, knew the route intimately, speeding swiftly through the steep mountains. He knew this path too well; he had walked it almost every night for many years. His

internal fighting spirit continuously increased, a warm and soothing energy flowing rapidly through his body, circulating along his meridians, enhancing his movement and speed.

His battle qi circulated throughout his body, eventually returning to his dantian. Every time Ling Xiao traversed this rugged mountain path, he would circulate his battle qi several times to make it thicker and stronger. He also practiced his movement techniques, and although the effects weren't immediately noticeable, he had made some progress over the years. For example, he had greatly benefited in terms of speed and agility.

However, after many years, his battle qi showed no signs of growth or breakthrough, leaving him feeling secretly frustrated.

After crossing several ravines, Ling Xiao passed through a hidden passage. The passage was actually a narrow, difficult path, requiring one to stoop to enter; those unfamiliar with it would never find it.

Ling Xiao stood inside a small cave. The cave was small, supported by several simple, weathered, large pillars, exuding an aura of decay and desolation.

The cave was clean and tidy, its interior clearly not naturally formed. The walls were constructed of thick, piled-up rocks, and the floor was paved with scarred, weathered stones, still hinting at its former grandeur and magnificence.

Scattered throughout were various stone statues, now incomplete, yet still imbued with an eerie and peculiar aura. At the center of the cave stood an altar, empty except for a peculiar magic circle.

Based on the available information, this was a temple, weathered by time, so ancient that even the landscape had changed. Rising mountains had buried the temple within their depths; perhaps the temple's magic circle had allowed this area to survive.

Ling Xiao had discovered this place by chance while hunting in the mountains; only he knew of the strange cave. In his spare time, he would come to the cave every night to cultivate.

He wasn't doing this for nothing, traveling such a long distance for self-torture. Rather, this cave is quite peculiar; cultivating inside allows for better concentration and energy gathering, resulting in faster progress compared to outside.

He had his own purpose in coming here; everyone has their secrets, and he was no exception.

He arrived at a stone platform, upon which were displayed various strange bottles and jars, along with a jumble of herbs, stones, and bones.

All these things on the platform were what Ling Xiao needed. Ling Xiao muttered to himself, "Not bad, I've refined so many pills, and the success rate is quite high. It seems my skill has improved again."

His eyes swept over the plants on the platform, and he picked up a piece of dragon bone grass, a silver flower, a white and blue bean… These plants were all painstakingly searched for on the mountain. Fortunately, there were many mountains here, and the plants were lush; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to gather the recipes for many pills.

Setting the chosen plants aside, Ling Xiao opened the nearby cauldron. The cauldron was of very poor quality, clearly a cheap, low-quality item. There was no other way; in such a remote place, it was impossible to buy a proper cauldron for refining medicine. He had gone through great lengths to find this cauldron, so he would make do.

After placing the herbs in and everything was ready, Ling Xiao's expression turned solemn. His eyes were fixed on the alchemy furnace, his face filled with seriousness. The slightest mistake in refining the elixir would render all previous efforts futile, so he needed to concentrate and give it his all. His

left hand lightly lifted into the air, and Ling Xiao, like an old monk in meditation, whispered, "O fire element that burns everything, heed my call..." A series of magical fire element incantations flowed continuously from his lips. 　　The fire element in the air rapidly accumulated

within his body in response to Ling Xiao's summons. The 　　fire element within him flowed continuously, circulating rapidly like water. He could feel the expansion and power within his body. His left hand swayed gently in the air, then suddenly both hands pressed against the edge of the alchemy furnace. Boom! A burst of intense flames instantly enveloped the furnace, the flickering flames glowing red, like a crimson flag shifting in the air. The temperature in the air suddenly rose. 　　Fire element continuously flowed from Ling Xiao's hands. Judging from the fire magic he cast, he controlled it with ease, showing no signs of exhaustion. Any mage familiar with Ling Xiao would be astonished by the sight of him casting spells. 　　Ling Xiao wasn't as weak as he appeared; he practiced fire magic. To become a mage, one must understand their own magical attribute. 　　The magical elements of the Divine Wind Continent are divided into seven types: light, darkness, wind, earth, water, fire, and wood, which in turn lead to seven major schools of mage. 　　The people living on the Divine Wind Continent have different constitutions. One's innate constitution determines their strengths and weaknesses. Among the masses, a very small number possess magical attributes, such as light or darkness constitutions… These people are rare, and they have an innate advantage in learning magic, achieving high levels of proficiency. From the very beginning of their magical training, their own constitution determines which school of magic they will study. 　　Most people who pursue a career as a mage don't possess a magical physique. They can only sense magical elements; the element they sense first indicates their affinity for that element, which they then choose to cultivate. Some even choose a particular magical element to cultivate on their own initiative. 　　Ling Xiao wasn't blessed by fate; he was born with a magical physique. To understand why he cultivates the fire element, one must recall his childhood. 　　It was a snowy winter, with snow falling heavily and piling up in a thick layer. The north wind howled, its force sharp as knives, making it exceptionally cold. Tianyuan Town was eerily silent; not a soul could be seen. Everyone in the town stayed indoors for warmth. Ling Xiao was starving and freezing 　　, with nothing to eat. Desperate, he went door-to-door begging for food, enduring countless scornful looks before finally managing to get a little something. 　　It's easy to imagine the hardships Ling Xiao endured as a child. From that moment on, he vowed to become strong, unwilling to starve or be bullied. On the way back, he stepped on something and, sensing something was wrong, he dug away a layer of snow. 　　(Please collect, recommend, and support!) 　　Chapter 5: Pill Formation 　　He found a disheveled old man buried in the snow, unconscious. Ling Xiao initially intended to ignore him and walk away; he couldn't even take care of himself, let alone others—he wasn't exactly a saint. 　　However, just as Ling Xiao was about to leave, the old man groggily woke up, grabbing Ling Xiao's leg and refusing to let go. Left with no choice, Ling Xiao reluctantly took the old man to his dwelling. It wasn't that Ling Xiao was heartless; he was simply powerless to help. 　　For a while afterward, the old man lived in his doghouse, and the two developed a bond over time. The old man was no ordinary person; he was an alchemist. At Ling Xiao's request, he began learning magic and alchemy from the old man. 　　Alchemist is a profession within the magician class; only magicians can become alchemists. It's a prestigious profession, and even a novice alchemist is highly respected and has a promising future. 　　Alchemy is divided into many schools, some creating magical instruments, others crafting magical scrolls, and so on. The old man was a pill alchemist. The most crucial element in pill refining is fire, which is why Ling Xiao chose fire magic. 　　Fire elements surged continuously from his body to his hands, and waves of heat emanated from the furnace. After a long time, Ling Xiao began to feel the strain, and beads of sweat began to stream down his forehead. 　　Becoming an alchemist requires countless trials and tribulations; the effort involved is unimaginable to others. Ling Xiao had refined various pills no less than ten thousand times, but succeeded less than a hundred times, demonstrating the immense difficulty of alchemy. 　　He dared not even breathe too loudly, for the slightest mistake would ruin everything, destroying the medicine within the furnace. Choosing this cave was also for better alchemy, free from any external disturbances. 　　The pills inside the furnace had already dissolved and mixed together. At this point, Ling Xiao only needed to control the heat, which depended on his mastery of fire elements. 　　Ling Xiao had been a high-level fire mage for over a year, and his control over fire magic was excellent. However, to refine good pills, the fire element of high-level magic was still too weak to effectively remove impurities. 　　Ling Xiao was currently refining a second-grade pill to heal his injuries. He carefully controlled the magical elements, sometimes increasing the output of fire element, sometimes decreasing it. 　　Refining a second-grade pill was not as easy as it seemed; every step had to be mastered. According to Ling Xiao's understanding, most pills sold on the market were inferior pills, the worst of all pills, with very little alchemical content. Even novice alchemists could refine many of them, and despite their poor quality, ordinary people still flocked to buy them. 　　Second-grade pills are quite expensive on the market, often in short supply. Their quality and efficacy are excellent, making them very popular with mages and warriors; basically, all pills of this grade are supplied to them. If he could refine the second-grade pills in his furnace and sell them, he would be set for life for at least a year, living a carefree life. This is why alchemists are so highly valued. 　　Suddenly, the flames surged. The crucial moment had arrived. Ling Xiao dared not be careless, slowly withdrawing the flames around the furnace. The flickering flames lingered like a light veil around the edge of the furnace. 　　"Hoo." 　　Several pale black pills had formed from the herbs inside the furnace; the pills were complete. Ling Xiao felt slightly relieved. His left hand, like a dragon, reached into the furnace; the intense heat did not affect him. 　　After reaching into the furnace, he swiftly withdrew his left hand, leaving five pale black pills in his palm, emitting a faint medicinal fragrance. 　　"Heh."

With a soft murmur, a flame suddenly rose in the palm of his hand holding the pills, instantly engulfing all five pills in intense heat.

Only this final step—tempering—was needed to complete the process. The flame now differed from the one Ling Xiao had used earlier; it was a blazing inferno, lacking intense heat, yet thick and dense like a tangible substance.

Wisps of mist rose from the flame and then disappeared; this mist was the impurities in the pills. The removal of these impurities was crucial to the quality and grade of the pills.

Time flew by; this was a long process. Ling Xiao had been barely circulating his fire element within his body for over an hour, and his magical elements were nearly depleted. Refining second-grade pills was still extremely difficult for him at his current level.

"Whoosh."

The flame in his hand vanished instantly. Five lustrous pills were complete, one of them gleaming with a metallic sheen and emanating a faint, misty aura. The rich aroma of medicine made Ling Xiao smack his lips.

"Sigh, only one of the five pills reached the second rank; the other four are all first rank,"

he sighed, though a hint of accomplishment lingered on his face. That second-rank pill was far superior to any he had refined before. Its texture, color, aroma, and intensity were exemplary among second-rank pills; anyone with a discerning eye could tell it was a high-quality product.

After storing the pill in a bottle, Ling Xiao, exhausted like a dead dog, sat cross-legged on the altar in the cave. His magical elements were completely depleted. He closed his eyes and entered a state of profound tranquility.

Mages perceive magical elements through meditation, guiding them through communication with the elements of heaven and earth. A warm aura flowed into his body. At this moment, Ling Xiao could clearly feel the various magical elements in the outside world, filling the air. In his meditation, fire elemental magic resonated with him first, flowing slowly through his body like a magnet, the gentle fire element warmly coursing through him.

Following the specific route, after several cycles, Ling Xiao's magical elements began to flourish, sweeping away his previous fatigue.

He exhaled a breath of stale air, feeling refreshed and inexplicably comfortable. The magic circle on the stone platform was truly exceptional; he could clearly feel the rapid accumulation of magic, and entering a meditative state much faster than usual. Perhaps his rapid attainment of advanced fire magic was due to this.

Having remained at this level for over a year without any breakthrough, Ling Xiao felt quite frustrated. However, he was a carefree person; with his current abilities, he would no longer have to suffer hunger and bullying, so his years of effort had not been in vain.

This temple was quite peculiar; Ling Xiao couldn't discern which god's temple it belonged to, as different places worshipped different gods, but the seven main gods were those who controlled the seven elements.

The temple was dilapidated, yet it contained many stone statues, each with a unique design. Most strikingly, their genitals were depicted with remarkable realism and prominent detail, their large male organs vividly displayed without any attempt at concealment. This was unheard of in any temple; if others knew, they would surely consider it a cult and exterminate it without hesitation.

Chapter 6: The Porcupine

Life passed leisurely, a life of carefree wandering. Tianyuan Town was remote, lacking any exciting entertainment. Most people were busy with daily life. Ling Xiao, carefree and without a worry in the world, didn't consider making a living. He had no particular requirements for food, as long as he was full.

For people his age, this was unbearable, especially those from well-off families who didn't worry about survival; their concern was the lack of entertainment.

One day, Dahl, Locke, Lian Yue, and another young man arranged to venture deep into the Tianyuan Mountains to hunt magical beasts. As the leader of the town's local thugs, Ling Xiao naturally knew about this. Having nothing better to do, he decided to go along.

"Ling Xiao, with your meager strength, I wonder if you'd even be enough to fill a monster's teeth,"

Locke said disdainfully, not even glancing at him.

"So you mean you're enough to fill a monster's teeth?"

Ling Xiao retorted sarcastically, staring maliciously at the somewhat obese Locke. He utterly disdained such a person, who relied on his father being the town mayor to act arrogantly and domineeringly.

"You…"

Locke roared in fury, his aura surging, "Boy, you're asking for death!"

"Ling Xiao, we've already been quite lenient by letting you follow us, don't be ungrateful,"

another young man said, trying to ingratiate himself with Locke. Whenever Locke spoke, he would immediately go and teach Ling Xiao a lesson.

Ling Xiao recognized this young man; he was a mid-level fighter, a few years older than them. Lat was a despicable man, Locke's lackey, fawning over Locke and his son. Looking at his obsequious smile, Ling Xiao felt an urge to slap him.

Ling Xiao wasn't going to back down either. He didn't take the two people in front of him seriously, but he was too lazy to fight them unless they really crossed his bottom line.

Seeing the tense atmosphere between the two sides, it seemed like they were about to start a fight at the slightest provocation. Lian Yue said angrily, "Everyone, stop fooling around and hurry up

. Ling Xiao, you'd better behave yourself." After saying that, Lian Yue led the way and left, ignoring the others. Locke, his eyes gleaming with lust, stared at Lian Yue's alluring figure and quickly chased after them, saying, "Kid, don't mess with me again, or you'll regret it."

The group continued on their way, with Locke chattering incessantly beside Lian Yue, hoping to win her favor. Ling Xiao, behind them, leered at Lian Yue's figure.

The Tianyuan Mountain Range stretched endlessly, mostly untouched by humans. It was said to have 100,000 mountains, which gave an idea of how vast the Tianyuan Mountain Range was. No one had ever ventured deep into the Tianyuan Mountains. The mountains were high and treacherous, the roads rugged, and miasma rife with dangers. Even grand mages who ventured there never returned. No one dared to explore it; there was no profit to be gained.

The mountains were home to many magical beasts, but they had never heard of any high-level ones; most were level two. Level four beasts were rare, though perhaps high-level ones existed deep within the Tianyuan Mountains.

The group walked through a thorny forest, hacking their way through the undergrowth and encountering all sorts of small animals along the way. The mountains they were in didn't have many powerful magical beasts; the highest level was only level four, and even then, they weren't guaranteed to encounter any.

They searched diligently for magical beasts. Level one beasts posed no challenge; they would generally flee in terror at the sight of them. Some foolish beasts dared to provoke them, displaying ferocious expressions, but a single basic spell was enough to take them down.

Level two beasts were not so easy to deal with, but a mid-level mage could handle them, though it would take some time to resolve the battle.

"Wow, everyone, come quick!"

Dahl excitedly called out to the others. Hearing Dahl's excited voice, everyone immediately rushed over.

"It's a porcupine!"

Rat exclaimed in surprise, his face beaming with excitement, a sword held horizontally in front of him.

"I didn't expect to encounter a magical beast so soon..."

Lian Yue couldn't hide her excitement either, looking at the porcupine eating the animal carcass in front of her.

"We're really lucky, everyone, let's attack!"

Dahl said, and began chanting a magic spell. The others also took their positions, after all, one porcupine was not something they could handle alone.

"Ling Xiao, be careful, we don't have time to take care of you."

Lian Yue turned around and gave a light reminder. Although she disliked him very much, when it came to matters of life and death, she still felt it necessary to remind him.

"Hehe, little girl, are you worried about your brother?"

Ling Xiao said, his wicked intentions unchanged.

"Go to hell!"

Lian Yue said coldly and angrily, her face turning ashen with rage. She had no time to argue with Ling Xiao right now.

Ling Xiao watched the group from a distance. Locke was a light mage, Dahl was a fire mage, Lian Yue was a water mage, and Rat was a warrior. This combination had a high chance of defeating the porcupine, but it would still keep them busy, and they weren't even sure they could catch it. The

porcupine was fat, ferocious, and somewhat clever. In particular, its skin was exceptionally rough, making it difficult for ordinary swords to cut through. Its entire body was covered with long, very sharp quills.

Don't be fooled by its fat and seemingly slow movements; once it starts running, it is incredibly fast. It has a pair of very long, giant quills around its mouth, which are fierce and terrifying, gleaming with a dangerous aura.

The porcupine seemed to sense something, raising its head and glaring fiercely at the group. Its long tusks rubbed together in discontent, producing a harsh metallic sound. Its four hooves dug deep furrows in the ground.

"Water Ball!"

Lian Yue's magic was ready; a blue crystal ball flew rapidly towards the porcupine, a dense aura of water element trembling slightly in the air. *Thud! *

The Water Ball struck the porcupine, causing it to howl in pain. With a leap, it charged towards the group, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Seeing the approaching porcupine, Locke hurriedly cast a light spell, "Blade of Light."

The holy light element emitted a gentle aura, and the Blade of Light mercilessly pierced the porcupine's body, drawing a deep wound from which blood flowed freely.

"Ouch!"

The porcupine howled in pain, enraged, and charged towards the group even faster. Its eyes gleamed crimson, like a mad dog.

Ling Xiao lay on the tree, leisurely watching the battle between the group and the porcupine below. He wasn't worried at all; while killing the porcupine would be difficult, their own survival was no problem.

Lian Yue's intermediate water magic wasn't mature enough, and he lacked practical experience. Locke was also just a half-baked practitioner, indulging in wine and women, only successful because of his good father. Only Dahl was decent, with relatively rich experience.

Dahl slowly gathered fire elements, and the fluctuations of fire magic could be clearly felt in the air. "You beast, don't be so insolent! Take this fireball!"

The scorching heat made the air suffocate, and a powerful fireball, exuding a dangerous aura, descended from the sky, instantly engulfing the porcupine. The porcupine slowed down in pain, letting out a miserable roar.

A strange smell of burning wafted from the porcupine, which was now in a sorry state, trembling all over, especially its spikes, which were twitching strangely.

"Oh no, the porcupine is going to use its spikes!"

Dahl thought to himself, realizing the danger, and hurriedly shouted a warning to the others.

With a whoosh, countless sharp spikes flew from the porcupine's body like arrows, swarming in like a storm, a truly terrifying sight.

Chapter 7: Overpowered

Everyone clearly felt the danger. The porcupine's quills would shoot out when threatened; these spikes were incredibly hard and powerful, capable of penetrating attacks from mid-level magic.

"Water Curtain!"

Seeing the situation was dire, Lian Yue immediately cast a water curtain in front of everyone to block the spikes.

"Fire Wall!"

"Light Shield!"

Everyone cast blocking spells in front of them. Rat stood in front of the three; he was a swordsman, skilled in close combat, while mages excelled in ranged combat.

The powerful spikes relentlessly ravaged everyone's magic shields, instantly shattering several magical barriers.

Then, all the magical barriers they had cast crumbled with overwhelming force, and everyone's expressions changed in shock.

Rat held his sword horizontally in front of him, weaving a net of swords that swirled the countless spikes into it, barely managing to withstand the onslaught.

However, some spikes inevitably escaped. Lian Yue and the others clearly lacked experience dealing with magical beasts, appearing flustered and helpless. An experienced intermediate-level mage could kill the porcupine with a combined attack from two people. It was clear these individuals were even more inept than the porcupine.

While they weren't exactly masters of the beast, they weren't completely helpless either; it simply indicated their inexperience. They unleashed their strongest spells from the outset, and their teamwork and tactics were utterly poor and disorganized, leading to their current defeat. Adding

to this was their underestimation of the beast. Ling Xiao was speechless; they were a bunch of incompetent fools. What should have been an easy battle had been turned into a disastrous mess. These were the kind of people who dared to hunt magical beasts; instead, the beasts were hunting them.

Lian Yue paled, her magical power waning, and just as she was about to be struck by the spikes, a wall of earth instantly appeared in front of the four of them.

With a series of rapid thuds, several earthen walls rose from the ground. Ling Xiao leaped down from a tree and commanded without warning, "Locke, shine your Light Spell into the porcupine's eyes! Dar, attack the parts of its body without quills with fire magic! Lian Yue, seal the porcupine with water magic!"

Ling Xiao issued several orders in a single, serious breath. Everyone was stunned, thinking disdainfully, "Who do you think you are, why should we listen to you?"

"If you don't want to become the porcupine's meal, then hurry up,"

Ling Xiao said dismissively. He didn't care about their lives; he only cared about Lian Yue. He hadn't even used any family discipline on him yet—whips, candle wax, binding, etc.

The group hesitated for a moment. In this critical situation, they couldn't care less about anything else. They had no choice but to blindly follow Ling Xiao's instructions. Following Ling Xiao's instructions, Locke cast a Light Spell, temporarily blinding the porcupine. Lian Yue's water magic blocked the porcupine's path, while Dahl's fire magic attacked the porcupine's most vulnerable spots.

"Rat, melee, one-hit kill!"

Seeing the opportunity, Ling Xiao quickly ordered Rat, the warrior, to engage the boar in close combat.

The battle went smoothly, but it was also very bloody. The four of them lay on the ground, panting heavily, their faces pale. Hunting magical beasts was clearly not as easy as they had imagined.

Ling Xiao lay comfortably on a tree, watching their disheveled appearance with schadenfreude, and somewhat admiring how quickly Lian Yue could recover her gloomy expression.

The porcupine was a gruesome sight, ravaged by Rat and Dahl. The smell of burnt flesh mixed with the thick stench of blood was nauseating. Its body was a bloody mess, not a single piece intact; the attack was truly ruthless.

Ling Xiao shook his head, secretly lamenting the waste. Such a plump porcupine would be delicious for barbecue. He drew a knife from his waist and plunged it into the porcupine's skull, blood gushing out.

The others, keeping their distance from the porcupine, watched Ling Xiao's actions with curiosity. However, their gazes towards Ling Xiao were clearly strange. Lian Yue stared thoughtfully at Ling Xiao as he severed the porcupine's head, lost in thought.

"Hmph, we could have killed the porcupine without him. I didn't expect

Ling Xiao to interfere at such a crucial moment; otherwise, we would have already killed it," Locke

said dismissively, belittling Ling Xiao. "Yes, Young Master Locke is right. That kid Ling Xiao is just causing trouble, making us look so pathetic,"

Rat chimed in.

Lian Yue and Dahl remained silent .

With swift, swift movements of his knife, Ling Xiao severed the porcupine's head. It took considerable effort; porcupines were valuable, fetching a hefty price in the market—enough to cover an average family's living expenses for half a year. What he coveted were the porcupine's tusks, incredibly hard and stronger than ordinary swords, and also used in medicine—one of the ingredients for a certain second-grade elixir.

His hands stained with blood, holding a pair of tusks over twenty centimeters long, he was quite well-off. They didn't care about such things; they were too disgusted to even think about them.

"Yue'er, bring me some water to wash my hands,"

Ling Xiao said to himself, treating Lian Yue like a maid.

Lian Yue was initially grateful to Ling Xiao, but his smug expression annoyed her. Her eyebrows furrowed, then she suddenly smiled mischievously, her mind racing as she cheerfully said, "Coming!"

She stretched out her hands expectantly, the sticky blood on them making them uncomfortable. With a splash, a wave of water descended from the sky, drenching Ling Xiao completely, making him look like a drowned rat. He was furious, grinding his teeth in anger.

"Hehehe."

Lian Yue covered her mouth and chuckled, her voice as light and melodious as a wind chime.

"Hahaha!" The other three also laughed gleefully.

"You little brat, how dare you play tricks on me! I'll teach you a lesson!"

Ling Xiao angrily scolded Lian Yue, who had dared to embarrass him in front of outsiders; it was necessary to use some methods.

"You shameless brat, don't push your luck!"

Lian Yue's face flushed crimson, as if it were about to bleed.

"Ling Xiao, you have the nerve to bully Lian Yue! You're asking for it! She's the woman I've already decided on!"

Locke arrogantly stepped forward and declared haughtily.

"Yes, she's Young Master Locke's woman. How dare someone like you flirt with her? You'd better open your eyes wide."

The lackey, true to his word, always sided with Locke.

"Locke, you'd better watch your mouth. Who's your woman? Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite."

Lian Yue's delicate face turned icy, her beautiful eyes glaring angrily.

Dahl, uninvolved, didn't help anyone, lest he get himself into trouble.

Ling Xiao frowned, clearly displeased with Locke and Dahl, and said with a gloomy face, "Are you two talking to me?"

He continued washing himself with the water dripping from his body.

When did this kid become so arrogant? The group was stunned, unable to believe it. Locke roared, "Damn it, are you tired of living?"

"Are you talking to me?"

Ling Xiao lunged forward, grabbing Locke's neck with lightning speed.

So fast! Locke hadn't even reacted before Ling Xiao's hand gripped his neck, making it instantly difficult to breathe. The vise-like hand radiated immense strength.

The others were stunned, never expecting Ling Xiao to be so fast and to have Locke in her grasp. They assumed Ling Xiao had caught Locke off guard.

"Ling Xiao, put Locke down right now, or you'll be in big trouble,"
Rat threatened.

"Do you know what you're doing, Ling Xiao?"

Lian Yue asked worriedly, not for Ling Xiao's sake, but because he was afraid she'd make things worse.

Chapter 8 Taking Advantage

"Shut your mouth. Men do things, women stay out of the way,"

Ling Xiao said angrily, glaring at Lian Yue. Lian Yue's heart skipped a beat when she met her gaze, and she felt inexplicably afraid.

"We're all on the same side, don't ruin things,"

Dahl said, trying to mediate. He couldn't understand when Ling Xiao had become so bold after all these years of no contact. He had been bullied by several people, except for Lian Yue, when he was young. As they grew older, everyone disdained to play with Ling Xiao; it was considered beneath them.

"You bastard, you're tired of living. You'd better put me down, or I'll make you suffer a terrible death!"

Locke, pale-faced, threatened with difficulty, his eyes fixed on Ling Xiao like a bloodthirsty wolf.

"Hmph, are you threatening me?"

Ling Xiao tightened his grip, causing Locke to gasp and wince in pain.

Looking at the grimacing Locke, Ling Xiao said disdainfully, "Now that you're in my hands, do you think I'm afraid of you?"

"Hmm."

Ling Xiao's eyes widened, his gaze relentlessly pressing on Locke, who panicked.

"Ling Xiao, you've got guts, you'd better not fall into my hands."

Locke struggled to breathe, his face turning ashen.

"Ling Xiao, prepare to die!"

Rat raised his sword to strike Ling Xiao.

"Don't come any closer, or I might accidentally shake my hand and Locke will… hehe."

He then shamelessly flicked his wrist.

"Ah!"

Locke screamed, his neck being squeezed harder by Ling Xiao's hand, his throat almost breaking.

"My life is worthless. If Locke dies, I wonder who will blame?"

Ling Xiao continued, his words carrying a hidden meaning.

"You, so despicable..."

Rat returned dejectedly, his sword-wielding hand falling limply.

"That's more like it."

Ling Xiao praised with a forced smile, then asked Locke, "Don't you think so?"

"Ouch, you dare to glare at me."

*Slap!* A slap landed hard on Locke's face, leaving five finger marks on his delicate skin.

"Ling Xiao, you..."

Lian Yue stared in disbelief, as if looking at a monster. Did Ling Xiao think he had lived too long? Darrat was also shocked. My God, is this Ling Xiao? Is this the Ling Xiao they used to bully? Does he think he's invincible just because Nia is protecting him?

"Still glaring? I'll show you!"

*Slap! Slap! Slap!* Dozens of heavy slaps followed.

Locke screamed in agony; his once handsome face was now a pig's head, perhaps even a pig's head would look worse than him.

"Heh, go ahead and kill me if you dare."

Locke seemed somewhat defiant now.

Ling Xiao frowned, his expression changing slightly, but he quickly regained his composure and said coldly, "You think I wouldn't dare?" His

chilling voice seemed to come from hell.

Seeing Ling Xiao's serious expression and the cold aura emanating from him, everyone felt a chill run down their spines. They cried out in alarm, wondering if Ling Xiao had lost his mind and might implicate them.

"Stop, Ling Xiao!"

everyone shouted in unison, truly fearing that Ling Xiao might kill Locke in a fit of rage.

Locke felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing Ling Xiao's cold words. Despite being a mid-level mage, he couldn't chant spells and was being attacked at close range by Ling Xiao; all his efforts were wasted.

"Killing you is nothing compared to getting my hands dirty."

Before anyone could react, Ling Xiao grabbed Locke and delivered a powerful side kick to his stomach.

"Thump!"

Locke crashed to the ground, roaring in pain, like a dog eating shit.

While everyone was still stunned, Ling Xiao quickly grabbed Lian Yue and fled. Lian Yue, still in shock, let Ling Xiao pull him along, instinctively running after him.

"Rat, catch that dog! I'll make him wish he were dead!"

the miserable Locke commanded, clutching his stomach in agony.

Only then did Rat react. Ling Xiao had already dashed a considerable distance. Dahl, regaining his senses, frowned. Then his expression changed drastically.

Heavy footsteps echoed from the distance of the forest, accompanied by furious roars. Rat heard it too, but didn't know what was happening. He was terrified and fled in panic.

Dozens of porcupines were charging towards them from afar, their ferocious aura terrifying, their destructive power chilling. Anyone who saw them would only run, except for high-level mages.

"Rat, wait for me!"

Locke finally reacted, terrified out of his wits. Ignoring Ling Xiao's humiliation, he turned and ran. Rat dared not wait for him; any delay would mean becoming the porcupines' dinner.

"Let me go, you thief!"

Lian Yue reacted, her soft, boneless hands struggling in Ling Xiao's grasp.

"Don't move, or don't blame me for being impolite."

Ling Xiao glared fiercely at Lian Yue, the ungrateful girl. "Look back yourself."

With that, he pulled Lian Yue into his arms and ran, carrying her in his embrace. Lian Yue was too slow, hindering his escape. She was slender and not too heavy.

Lian Yue turned around and her expression froze. She realized she had misunderstood Ling Xiao, but she was still somewhat unwilling to be carried by him. Her delicate body squirmed restlessly. She had never been carried by a boy before, and her heart was filled with unease.

A soft body squirming against him made his blood rush, and he felt a surge of pleasure. He paused slightly. Damn it, this ungrateful, stupid woman really deserves to be fucked.

Instantly, he sped up, and Ling Xiao retaliated by grabbing the edge of Lian Yue's breast with one hand. It was as soft as a pigeon's nipple, incredibly elastic, making Ling Xiao's heart flutter. It was indescribably tender and smooth, like silk.

Lian Yue's body stiffened abruptly, her expression blank as she stared at Ling Xiao in disbelief, followed by a sharp scream.

"You damned thief, you filthy rogue, I'm going to kill you..."

Lian Yue's small hands frantically pounded on Ling Xiao's chest.

It actually hurt a bit, but Ling Xiao could withstand it, constantly squeezing and kneading the hand he was holding through his clothes. The warmth and soft elasticity from his hand made him lose control. He freely changed the shape of his hand, touching, kneading, pinching, grabbing, using everything he could, and then pinched a protrusion on her full breast, wantonly twisting it between his fingers.

"Ugh." Lian Yue let out a sound that seemed both painful and involuntary, her face flushed red, pushing away Ling Xiao's An Lushan-like claw with both hands.

"Ling Xiao, you'll die a horrible death, you despicable and vile man!"

Tears welled in Lian Yue's eyes, her body inexplicably weak, her hands growing increasingly powerless. A strange, tingling sensation spread through her, making her feel disoriented, as if a thousand ants were crawling on her body.

A flame gradually rose within Ling Xiao, his eyes filled with a hint of savagery. He gazed at Lian Yue's beautiful face, seemingly dripping with moisture, carrying an indescribable youthful charm, especially her cherry-like lips, their breath sweet and fragrant, radiating a vibrant color.

His lust surged, and without hesitation, Ling Xiao lowered his head and kissed her fiercely. So smooth, sweet, and sticky, so incredibly pleasurable. Ling Xiao's lips continued to suckle at her lips. Lian Yue's

mind went blank. Her first kiss was gone just like that. That despicable man! She never imagined she would be so defiled by such a man under these circumstances.

Then he felt something thrust into his mouth, trying to suck on her tongue. In a panic, he quickly bit down.

Just as he was about to engage in a brief struggle, Ling Xiao cried out in pain, gasped, and slowed his pace. He pulled away from Lian Yue's lips, blood trickling from his mouth as he grimaced, trying to ease the pain.

Ling Xiao glared angrily at Lian Yue in his arms. Lian Yue's beautiful eyes glared back defiantly, a faint tear streaming down her cheek, as if telling him of his crime.

Staring at Lian Yue's delicate face, Ling Xiao felt a surge of anger. He knew she must be secretly pleased, and his anger flared, especially the disgust and disdain in her eyes, which fueled his rage and made him unable to calm down.

Chapter 9 Conspiracy

"Put me down! I'd rather be eaten by a porcupine than have you carry me around!"

Lian Yue said resolutely, her eyes filled with unwavering determination. At this moment, she truly loathed Ling Xiao.

"I won't let go."

Lian Yue's words ignited Ling Xiao's anger, his heart churning. "You hate me? I'll make you hate me even more! You like being hated, don't you?" He tightened his grip on Lian Yue's body.

Lian Yue let out a soft cry, pushing against Ling Xiao's chest. Her intermediate-level magic was useless, and she could hardly concentrate on casting spells.

Then, Lian Yue felt a jolt of electricity run through her body as a restless hand took hold of her pert breasts.

Ling Xiao looked at Lian Yue provocatively, and her hand became even more ruthless. He felt his desire growing stronger, his manhood beginning to erect. The virile Ling Xiao could hardly bear it.

Lian Yue endured the strange sensations, her body constantly violated by Ling Xiao's hands. The more she tried to hide her weakness in front of him, the more she felt—like being scratched by a dog.

Ling Xiao continued running, having already left the porcupines far behind. However, he couldn't be careless; these porcupines were reckless, and being caught and surrounded would be a huge loss. There were fewer porcupines left, so he planned to split them into several groups to chase the others.

He switched Lian Yue's position, so that Lian Yue's erect breasts were pressed tightly against Ling Xiao's chest, an indescribable sensation. They moved up and down, rubbing against his chest as they ran. The comfortable feeling made Ling Xiao's blood boil.

Ling Xiao smiled mischievously, a wicked grin spreading across his lips. Lian Yue's defiant eyes sensed something was wrong. "Ah... um,"

he suddenly uttered a cloying sound.

Ling Xiao's steel-like member was already pressed against Lian Yue's. Even through their clothes, Ling Xiao felt an indescribable pleasure, his body trembling involuntarily.

"Yes, I'll kill you, you thief! I'll tear you to pieces!"

Lian Yue was filled with shame and anger, her body weak and limp in Ling Xiao's arms. A strange feeling surged through her body, and even her words were feeble. How could this be? Was she a shameless woman?

As Ling Xiao ran, he repeatedly thrust his lower body against Lian Yue's private area. Even through her clothes, he could clearly feel the warmth emanating from her. Ling Xiao was overwhelmed with desire; this was something he had never experienced before.

Lian Yue's body began to react. Her lower body, which had initially resisted, now cooperated fully with Ling Xiao's thrusts, her arms weakly wrapped around his waist, her face buried deep in his chest, biting his flesh hard, though she had already released her grip.

Finally, Lian Yue experienced her first time in Ling Xiao's arms. Overwhelmed with shame and anger, she even contemplated suicide, but only if she didn't let Ling Xiao live a life of pleasure.

Ling Xiao felt inexplicably refreshed. Although he hadn't ejaculated, he was already very satisfied, especially with Lian Yue's occasional soft moans in his arms. He had originally wanted to find a good place to discuss life with Lian Yue, but unexpectedly, the others found him. Too lazy to deal with Locke, he made a quick getaway.

Heh heh, finally vented his anger on Lian Yue, but her cold gaze was unbearable. "Damn it, I don't need you, it doesn't have to be like this."

Since that passionate incident, Ling Xiao hadn't seen Lian Yue for a long time, and he truly missed her soft, delicate body and the stimulation it brought him. He really wanted to have a good time with her. Her

sweet little mouth and her firm, upturned lips were still vivid in his mind, as if the sensation still lingered on his fingertips.

In his prime, Ling Xiao's desire was like fuel on a fire, rising rapidly. Fortunately, he wasn't someone who would do anything indiscriminately. He never considered himself a good person, nor did he want to be one. He acted impulsively, following his own nature without going against it.

During this time, Locke and Rat tried every means to teach him a lesson, but Ling Xiao thwarted them all. He toyed with them like a cat playing with mice, treating them as mere fodder for his attacks. Besides, in terms of strength, the two were no match for him; in his eyes, they were nothing more than clowns.

He was too lazy to reveal his true strength, preferring to keep a low profile in both his personal life and work. At the same time, he harbored many shameless thoughts: to conceal his power, lull others into complacency, and then strike unexpectedly when

they were off guard. Playing the fool to catch the wolf in the bush would yield unexpected rewards. Heh heh, when it's time to be the bad guy, he'll never be the good guy. He'd been a complete rogue since childhood; these were the tricks of a rogue, honed through countless blood and tears. "Hey, Er Gou, what's the outside world like?"

Ling Xiao asked casually, legs crossed, a cup of tea in his hand.

Er Gou, with a loud voice and a roguish look, chuckled, "Brother, if you don't know, how would I know?"

Their town was remote, separated by several mountain roads with rugged terrain. Most people there had never seen the world; they were farmers, self-sufficient, and had no time to go out, let alone them.

"But I know there must be plenty of pretty girls out there, just like Lian Yue, you can find them everywhere."

Er Gou's eyes gleamed with a sly light as he chuckled.

"A leopard can't change its spots. Have you no backbone? Look at your pathetic state, still hanging around with me."

Ling Xiao was furious. Mud is mud, it can't be plastered on a wall. He swayed his body, too lazy to bother with him. These guys weren't even as good as thugs.

"Has Locke made any moves lately?"

"Hehe, no, I don't know why Locke has suddenly become very obedient. It's really strange."

Er Gou smiled obsequiously and quickly poured tea for Ling Xiao. This gang of thugs all relied on Ling Xiao for protection; Ling Xiao was their leader.

Could Locke have reformed? He hadn't made a move in a long time. Something must be fishy. He wondered what kind of evil scheme Locke was up to this time. He didn't believe Locke would forgive him and let him off the hook. He'd rather believe pigs could fly.

Ling Xiao remembered the last time Locke sought revenge, he had painstakingly designed magical traps and mechanical snares. For someone so simple-minded, a little cunning would have made it easy to subdue the enemy, why waste energy?

Locke had suffered greatly in those traps; hatred run deep in one's bones cannot be easily erased.

Sitting in the restaurant, absent-minded and lost in thought, Ling Xiao gazed out the window at the bustling traffic and the constant hawking of vendors. A wicked look played on his lips as he watched the attractive women passing by, a smile playing on his lips, especially their breasts and buttocks—areas he particularly favored. This was why he liked to sit by the window in restaurants.

"Big brother, something bad has happened! According to intelligence, Niya has been summoned to the city lord's mansion!"

Suddenly, a boy about Ling Xiao's age rushed in, shouting.

Ling Xiao was taken aback, a look of confusion flashing in his eyes. He sat up straight and asked, "Dead Cat, don't panic, tell me slowly, what exactly happened?"

"Not long ago, I was playing on the west side of town when I heard someone say that a group of soldiers went to your place. After inquiring, I learned that they took Niya into the city lord's mansion,"

Dead Cat said urgently, panting heavily.

Ling Xiao's expression shifted between anger and uncertainty. That damned Locke, how dare he lay a hand on Niya! Ling Xiao clenched his fist, several thoughts flashing through his mind.

What was their purpose? Was it him, or...? Niya was a high-level mage, and there were only three of them in the entire town. In a direct confrontation, no one in the town could defeat Niya. Locke and his son were birds of a feather, especially Locke's father, who had always coveted Niya's beauty but had never had the chance to make a move. He was a very cunning man.

Ling Xiao was worried that Niya might be tricked and fall into the enemy's trap. A sense of unease crept into his heart; he feared not the righteous, but the treacherous and malicious.

"You all stay here,"

Ling Xiao said, quickly leaving the restaurant, his anxiety palpable.

The City Lord's Mansion, luxuriously built and vast, was in the best location in town. Locke's father had amassed a fortune through cunning and plunder.

"Sir, Niya has been summoned,"

a guard reported respectfully, bowing low.

"Go down. Tell her to wait a moment; I'll be there shortly." The guard

, short and with a face full of scars, his eyes gleaming with lewdness, seemed to be plotting something sinister.

"Locke, once I've dealt with Niya, Ling Xiao will be at your mercy,"

Locke's father said excitedly to Locke.

When Niya arrived in town, he was immediately struck by her stunning beauty. He had never seen such a mature and noble woman, alluring and captivating, yet exuding a coldness that kept everyone at arm's length. Her appearance was enough to drive any man mad with desire.

He had tried to flirt with her, wanting to possess her, but each time he returned empty-handed. Niya was a high-level mage, on par with him; the two were evenly matched, and he was powerless against her. For years, he had dreamt of thoroughly ravaging Niya, but the opportunity never arose.

Chapter 10 Niya Falls into the Trap

"Hehe, Father, today you can have your wish fulfilled. Don't forget the benefits you promised me."

Locke reminded him with a sly smile. Without his advice, obtaining Niya would have been a pipe dream. For so many years, Ling Xiao hadn't been bullied because he was lucky enough to be taken in by Niya.

"The brat's actually learned to bargain with me,"

Locke's father said, his face full of displeasure. "After this is done, I'll help you propose to the Lian Yue family."

"Proceed according to plan," he said

before leaving, giving a few more instructions.

"Hmph, Ling Xiao, I will repay your insults tenfold, including your family. This is the price you pay for angering me."

Locke gritted his teeth, a venomous glint in his eyes. The thought of his impending revenge on Ling Xiao filled him with a surge of exhilarating pleasure.

"Ah, the great beauty Niya has come in person! I have not been able to greet you properly; my apologies!"

Locke's father, captivated by Niya's beauty, greeted her with a forced smile.

"Not at all, how could I, a mere woman, dare to trouble the City Lord?"

Niya replied indifferently, her brows furrowing slightly.

"You're too kind," Locke's father said, his lustful gaze sweeping over Niya. Her elegant white dress accentuated her graceful figure, her curves radiating allure. Her face was unadorned, like a black lotus blooming in the wind, seemingly bursting forth from her clothes, making them bulge.

"It is my honor to have such a beauty as you visit; it greatly honors my humble abode,"

he said, swallowing hard and flatteringly praising her.

"Enough with the chit-chat, where's Ling Xiao?"

Nia was filled with disgust. She rarely went out and was especially cold to the town's lord, who had repeatedly harassed her, much to her annoyance. She had been enjoying the scenery when a friendly peasant woman came over and told her that Ling Xiao had been arrested and taken to the lord's mansion. Shortly after, soldiers came to summon her to the mansion, saying that Ling Xiao had hit Locke and was imprisoned awaiting punishment.

"Him..."

He's all serious now, like a fierce woman, but wait till he makes you beg him! Just thinking about Nia's impending rage made Locke's father tremble involuntarily. He said sternly, "I'm sorry, Nia, Ling Xiao is lawless and injures people at will, seriously injuring my son. I've already imprisoned him." Nia frowned slightly

, her anger barely concealed. "Ling Xiao would never injure people arbitrarily. The cause and course of events haven't been investigated properly; how can you arrest someone so easily?"

Locke was no good to begin with, and he was a mid-level mage; how could he possibly be beaten by Ling Xiao?

"How could it be false that my son was seriously injured? Or have I wronged that brat?"

Locke's father said sternly, adopting an official tone. "I want to see Locke's injuries."

After a moment's hesitation, Niya said calmly. *That brat, always causing me trouble. He'll be sorry when we get back.* She was furious, but her worry grew stronger. The other party's story sounded plausible, and she felt it was unlikely.

"Someone, bring the young master out."

Having anticipated Niya's question, a smile flickered across her lips as she ordered the servants.

"Father, you must avenge me! I was beaten so badly by Ling Xiao… You must avenge me!"

A mournful cry came from outside the door.

Locke was carried in by servants, sitting in a chair. His once handsome face was now a gruesome sight; his cheeks were swollen, bluish-purple, clearly the result of a brutal beating. His mouth was slightly crooked, one arm was bandaged and wrapped with ribbons, presumably broken, and his legs dangled.

Seeing Locke being carried in, Niya found it both amusing and shocking. Had he been beaten by Ling Xiao? Ling Xiao was only a novice mage, but the scene before her made it impossible for her to believe.

"See? My son has been beaten like this. It can't be fake,"

Locke's father said, feigning anger.

"Aunt Niya, you must do me justice!"

Locke interjected, his eyes fixed on Niya's face, utterly astonished. A beauty like a lotus emerging from water, she was breathtakingly gorgeous.

Niya ignored their words and said to herself, "I want to see Ling Xiao."

She felt a surge of disgust at the lecherous looks in the father and son's eyes.

"Since Miss Niya wants to see Ling Xiao..."

Locke's father paused, observing Niya's expression, and said, "Someone, go to the prison and bring Ling Xiao here."

"And take the young master in to rest."

"Yes, sir," a guard replied.

"Miss Niya, please wait a moment. Someone bring tea."

Locke's father instructed as the two sat down.

The fragrant tea steamed with wisps of white mist, refreshing and invigorating, with leaves floating like drifting clouds on the surface.

Niya held the teacup but didn't drink, frowning slightly before placing the tea on the coffee table.

Regarding Niya's behavior, Locke's father smiled, took a sip of tea, and said, "Why aren't you drinking tea? This is top-grade tea that I bought at great expense; it wasn't easy to obtain. Miss Niya, are you afraid I'll poison the tea?"

"I'm not thirsty, and I don't have the habit of drinking tea,"

Niya said softly, her expression clearly indicating that this was indeed the case. She was genuinely afraid that Locke's father might poison the tea, so she had to be cautious.

The rising steam still carried an intoxicating fragrance, indicating that the water temperature was very high. The two didn't exchange many words, but Locke's father occasionally glanced at Niya with a lewd expression.

"Tsk tsk, Miss Niya, your figure is truly exquisite,"

Locke's father said after a moment of silence, revealing his lewd face. His boldness swelled to an extreme.

"Lord City Lord, please show some respect,"

Niya said coldly, her pretty face turning cold.

"Hehe, little beauty, don't pretend with me. You're all alone, aren't you? Let your brother help you."

Locke's father laughed lewdly, rising to pounce on Niya like a hungry tiger.

Niya's face turned frosty, her pretty face filled with anger. She quickly retreated, dodging Locke's father, and said menacingly, "How dare you! Do you really think you can beat me?" Unexpectedly,

this happened, and Niya felt a vague unease. What did he rely on? Did he really think he was her match?

"Hehe, little girl, don't be nervous. In a moment, you'll be begging your brother. Then, your brother will definitely make you feel like you're in heaven, hahaha."

Locke's father laughed without any restraint. "You'll see if I can beat you."

Locke's father's vulgar words made Niya feel ashamed and indignant. She dared to come alone because she wasn't worried about her safety at all, because she had someone to rely on. No one in the small town of Tianyuan could do anything to her.

"What have you done?"

Nia was horrified. She was circulating magical elements within her body, but unexpectedly, her magical power was draining away, causing her to panic. Furthermore, she felt restless within, her body burning hot.

"Haha, it's best not to circulate your energy, otherwise your magical elements will drain away even faster."

Locke's father scrutinized Nia like prey, as if everything was under his control. "Is your body feeling increasingly uncomfortable?"

He enjoyed the feeling of being in control; even the strongest mouse is no match for a cat. "Despicable! I will definitely kill you!"

Nia felt a surge of heat throughout her body, as if countless ants were biting her. She had been very cautious, yet she had still fallen for Locke and his son's scheme. It seemed this was a trap set for her, and she was filled with panic. Her greatest reliance was about to be lost; who could she rely on now?

"Haha, I'm going to take you now."

A face full of fat, radiating a grotesque ugliness: "Guards, seize her!"

A squad of soldiers rushed into the house and surrounded Niya, about a dozen of them. Niya calmed down; the magical elements within her body were disappearing faster and faster. It seemed she had to end the battle quickly, or the situation would become even more unfavorable.

"Azure Sea Annihilation!"

Niya drew upon the magical power within her body and unleashed her most powerful water spell. The dense water element was incredibly potent, and Niya exuded a dangerous aura. A wave of water elemental energy surged outwards, and one could clearly feel Niya's aura instantly become incredibly powerful.

The guards, swords in hand, rushed forward. Just then, a turquoise wave appeared in the air, a ribbon-like wave encircling everyone. The wave radiated powerful magical energy, inspiring fear. Swish! The water magic that appeared quickly enveloped everyone. Before the guards could react, they were swept into the wave and torn apart, utterly powerless to resist.

Locke's father was shocked. He hadn't expected Nia to be so powerful even after taking the drug he'd given her, even stronger than before. He sensed something was wrong when Nia unleashed the Azure Sea Strike and quickly retreated, activating "Guardian of Light" as a precaution.

Azure Sea Strike lived up to its reputation as Nia's strongest attack. Even with her rapidly depleting magical power, she could still barely use it. All the guards who entered were instantly engulfed by the waves and killed. The ground was littered with their corpses, resembling a slaughterhouse.

"You're not a high-level mage?"

Locke's father's face darkened. His Guardian of Light had shattered under the power of Azure Sea Strike. A spell cast by someone of the same level couldn't possibly break his Guardian of Light unless the caster was higher level. Given Nia's strength even after being drugged, Locke's father was certain she was not a high-level mage. His heart pounded, and his palms sweated.

Chapter 11 Saving Nia

"Hmph."

Nia's body heaved, her face pale, clearly from overusing her magic. She was indeed more than just a high-level mage; she had intended to use the Azure Sea Annihilation Technique to kill everyone, but her magic power was insufficient, preventing her from performing at her usual level, which allowed Locke's father to escape.

"You bitch, I almost fell for your tricks.

You won't listen to reason, so you'll have to suffer the consequences." Locke's father revealed a sinister expression, baring his teeth as he looked at Nia. He felt a wave of fear; he absolutely could not let her leave, otherwise… "Let's see what you can use to fight me now. Are you feeling increasingly uncomfortable?"

Locke's father grumbled, seeing Nia's flushed face and trembling legs, he knew the aphrodisiac was taking effect on her body. This was an aphrodisiac he had bought at great expense; even the most virtuous woman would become wanton. He had gone to great lengths to get Nia.

Nia felt a burning heat throughout her body, her face flushed, and she felt extremely uncomfortable. Even her breathing became labored and shallow. The unconscious rubbing between her legs intensified her shame and rage. She gritted her teeth, regaining her senses. The thought of falling into the hands of this scum filled her with terror. Her limp body trembled uncontrollably. Her magical power was scarce, leaving her utterly defenseless. The terrifying sensation relentlessly assaulted her body, a mixture of discomfort and desire.

"Heh heh."

Locke's father watched with satisfaction as Nia's lustful expression grew. He slowly walked towards her, step by step. His long-held dream was about to come true. This exquisite woman, Nia, would finally fall at his feet and be conquered. With an evil and sinister smile, he made a crude gesture towards Nia.

The Locke father and son were undeniably cunning. Having prior knowledge of Ling Xiao's movements, they tricked Niya into coming to the Locke residence while she was away, exploiting her feelings for him. To further convince Niya, they bribed a middle-aged woman who was on good terms with her. Once Niya believed them and arrived at the Locke residence, the father and son, anticipating her suspicion, had secretly added a volatile pill to her tea, which dissipated through the fragrant steam. Through this elaborate scheme, Niya was drawn into this wicked trap.

"Halt! The City Lord's mansion is not a place for you to trespass!"

Several guards blocked Ling Xiao's path, ordered by the Locke father and son not to allow anyone in.

"Get out of my way!"

Ling Xiao roared, his face grim, as he shook off the soldiers blocking his path. He was frantic; the Locke father and son couldn't have simply invited Niya; there must be a conspiracy. If it was what he suspected, Niya's situation was definitely precarious. He was burning with anxiety and wouldn't waste time talking to them. Every second he wasted increased Niya's danger.

"How dare you! Arrest him!"

a leading soldier shouted angrily. "You lowly commoner,

don't you know where you are?" He couldn't believe a mere civilian dared to challenge them; they were courting death.

A group of soldiers charged towards Ling Xiao with weapons. Ling Xiao looked at the attacking soldiers with disdain; they were all useless cowards, rarely trained and utterly ineffective. A smile played on his lips as he swiftly sped away, unleashing a powerful palm strike and a flying side kick, his body radiating immense strength.

Like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, he swept through the soldiers as if they were nothing, their cries of agony rising and falling. His movements were simple and effortless, seemingly casual, yet imbued with a subtle fighting spirit, making him far beyond their ability to withstand.

Along his path, people lay scattered, groaning in pain. Without daring to delay, after interrogating a servant, Ling Xiao swiftly rushed towards where Locke and his son were.

"Boom!"

The closed door was mercilessly blasted open by Ling Xiao's fist. Ling Xiao glared at Locke's father, his heart filled with extreme rage.

Locke's father was startled, but upon turning around and seeing Ling Xiao, he felt relieved and said disdainfully, "Damn it. You dare to trespass on my property? You don't know what death means. Well, that's fine, I'll kill you today, save me the trouble."

Inside the house, a pale blue light enveloped Niya, emanating from the necklace around her neck. The flowing water curtain dimmed considerably, on the verge of shattering. Niya struggled to maintain it, relying entirely on the Water God's Protection emanating from the necklace for protection. This was a defensive magic necklace; as long as she channeled magic into it, she could be protected.

Seeing the Water God's Protection about to crumble, Niya was disheartened. Thinking of the thief, she resolutely decided to end her life. Unexpectedly, Ling Xiao entered at that moment, and her taut nerves snapped instantly. The water curtain shattered, and Niya's body swayed precariously.

Ling Xiao darted forward, creating a gust of wind, and pulled Niya's delicate body into his arms, looking at her with concern. Niya relaxed, her body suddenly flailing wildly, her eyes gleaming with a captivating allure. She greedily inhaled Ling Xiao's scent, her jade-like face flushed. She instinctively rubbed her body against Ling Xiao's.

"It's alright, I'm here,"

Ling Xiao said, gently stroking Niya's soft back. He was relieved to have arrived in time; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable. The thought of Locke and his son fueled his rage. He was a man of principle; once angered, he would erupt like a flood, uncontrollable. Niya was his Achilles' heel.

"I will make you regret ever being born."

Raising his head, Ling Xiao coldly stared at Locke's father, exuding an aura of dominance and looking down at him with disdain.

"Hahaha, you lowly commoner, what arrogance! Today I'll send you to your death."

Locke's father was furious. His eagle-like eyes suddenly flashed with cruelty. He didn't take Ling Xiao seriously at all. With his rank as a high-level mage, killing Ling Xiao would be as easy as killing a chicken. He had thought that Niya would be easy to capture, but so many unexpected events had occurred. Just when he was about to break through the Water God's protection, another obstacle appeared. He was furious and knew he had to finish the battle quickly to avoid any further complications.

"Explode the Glass."

Locke's father waved his hand lightly, and the light element quickly condensed, forming a sphere of holy light. The dazzling light exuded a dangerous aura, and from the air, one could see the light inside the house constantly gathering. Daytime was the peak and most active period for the light element, which was a great advantage for those who cultivated light magic.

"Be careful."

Niya cried out in fear. With Ling Xiao's cultivation level, it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. She couldn't help but turn pale. How could a mere novice mage fight against a mage two levels higher than her?

"Don't worry, your man can handle this."

Looking at Nia's helpless and weak state, Ling Xiao felt a surge of tenderness and couldn't help but see her as a vulnerable woman in need of protection.

"Blazing Strike!"

A blazing flame rapidly formed in the air, powerful fire elements shimmering with crimson light. Ling Xiao unleashed a fire spell; judging from the fireball's aura, it was clearly less powerful than Explosive Glass, but it subtly suppressed Locke's father's magic.

The two powerful spells exuded a terrifying aura. The blazing flames and dazzling light intertwined, then collided, unleashing a destructive shockwave. The incomparably powerful magical elements raged, stirring the surrounding space like demons.

"Boom!" The furniture and chairs were instantly crushed into dust by the immense magical power. Locke's father was terrified, but Ling Xiao was prepared, casting a protective spell on himself.

"Hmm, Xiao'er, take me away from here."

Just as Ling Xiao was about to continue his attack, Niya said, slightly regaining her senses. She was now burning hot, and the unbearable restlessness was becoming increasingly difficult to endure. Her eyes were glazed over; she couldn't control herself. Although she was surprised by Ling Xiao's strength, her mind was currently filled with thoughts that left her no time to think about it.

"I didn't expect to miscalculate. Damn it, when did he become so powerful?"

Locke's father got up in a sorry state. He never expected that Ling Xiao was so powerful and had been hiding his strength all along, even being on the same level as him. His expression changed constantly, with shock, worry, and cruelty flashing across his face. The two of them absolutely could not be allowed to live.

The small town of Tianyuan was about to be thrown into turmoil, with the imminent threat of a storm brewing.

Chapter 12 Infinite Spring Light

Ling Xiao felt burning hot all over. Niya's watery body was tightly wrapped around him, and her nimble little hands unconsciously caressed his body.

"Phew."

Reaching his lodgings, Ling Xiao could finally catch his breath. Locke's father was a mage of equal rank, and had been immersed in light magic for many years; he couldn't kill him with a single blow. Niya was also suffering from some kind of pain, and he feared she might be poisoned, so he dared not delay, lest he waste time.

During the battle with Locke's father, Ling Xiao had caught him off guard, inflicting a hidden loss. However, even in his moment of carelessness, his years of experience allowed him to quickly recover. Back at his lodgings, given Locke and his son's personalities, they would certainly not easily return. Even if they did, Ling Xiao had ways to deal with them, which was why he dared to return without any worries. Moreover, the terrain here was rugged and the road treacherous; reaching this place easily would take them quite some time.

Looking into Niya's beautiful, overflowing eyes, he couldn't help but feel a surge of desire. His lower body quickly hardened, his throat tightened, and a sudden lust rose within him, almost causing him to lose control.

Knowing it wasn't the right time, Niya's expression of both pain and pleasure calmed him. He sat by the bed, tightly embracing Niya's delicate body, holding her soft hand, and slowly channeling a magical element into her body to probe for any problems.

The magical element circulated within Niya's body, roughly assessing her current condition. Ling Xiao breathed a sigh of relief; aside from depleted magical power, she seemed fine. However, he couldn't explain why Niya was in a state of extreme arousal.

As an alchemist, he was familiar with the uses of various medicines, but his anxiety had clouded his judgment, preventing him from carefully observing Niya's condition and determining what kind of poison had caused her current state.

"Aunt Niya, let me get you some water."

Ling Xiao was helpless regarding Niya's confused state; he had never seen such symptoms before, but he enjoyed Niya's current passionate and docile state. Knowing that Niya was not in danger, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Ugh."

Niya let out a soft moan, and at Ling Xiao's call, she regained some of her senses. Finding herself tightly entwined with him, she was filled with shame. With strong willpower, she hurriedly tried to leave Ling Xiao's embrace. She felt a sense of loss and emptiness in her heart. She wanted it so badly, her body was restless, and her consciousness was becoming increasingly blurred.

"Xiao'er, I've been drugged... with an aphrodisiac. You must leave immediately."

Niya's face was ashen as she spoke with difficulty, her eyes filled with fear, as if she was worried about something. But under the influence of the aphrodisiac, her body twisted involuntarily, making her feel ashamed and indignant.

"Ah."

Ling Xiao was shocked, staring blankly at Niya, his heart churning. He never expected that Niya would be drugged. He had only heard of such a drug occasionally; it was very difficult to refine and required a unique secret formula. Even alchemists disdained to refine this kind of pill. Therefore, Ling Xiao knew very little about this drug and hadn't noticed it for a while, but now he suddenly realized.

He was secretly delighted, yet also somewhat bewildered. Looking at Niya's expression, the aphrodisiac seemed very potent; otherwise, someone of her high-level magician level wouldn't be in this state. After learning that Ling Xiao had been drugged, he felt a hidden excitement mixed with a strange fear, as if anticipating something.

Amused, Ling Xiao poured Niya a glass of water and handed it to her. Niya, like a frightened rabbit, tried to suppress the urges within her, but the more she suppressed them, the stronger they rose, clouding her mind.

"No...no..."

Niya uttered seductive cries, resisting Ling Xiao's approach. Each rejection carried a magical power; the man's closeness made her increasingly confused, and the restlessness within her surged like waves.

Ling Xiao handed the water glass to Niya, who clung to him like a vine. Inhaling his distinctive scent, Niya became uncontrollably aroused, her small mouth licking him haphazardly, her hands instinctively gripping Ling Xiao's body, her alluring lips emitting seductive moans. She yearned; the wildfire within her made her lose her senses.

Ling Xiao had never seen the noble and dignified Niya so bold, excited, her mouth dry, her eyes instantly ignited with desire. Suddenly, he tightly embraced Niya's delicate body, lying down on the bed. Her captivating allure and bold provocation undoubtedly touched the deepest desires within Ling Xiao. Even a fool would know what to do; he was a normal man, with a beauty in his arms, he couldn't control himself, nor did he need to.

Niya was clearly inexperienced and could only rely on her physical instincts, not knowing what to do. She was completely clueless about matters between men and women. Her soft, slender hands tugged at Ling Xiao's clothes, licking him haphazardly. Her soft, snake-like body rubbed and twisted against Ling Xiao's body.

Ling Xiao was aroused by Niya's lustful appearance, her lower body rubbing against his manhood. Even through her clothes, he could feel the wetness. Although he hadn't actually penetrated her, it almost made him ejaculate.

He kissed her glossy flesh fiercely, savoring her beauty. His tongue explored Niya's untouched virginity, searching for her smooth tongue.

So smooth, so soft, so indescribably tender, it instantly entwined with Niya's fragrant tongue. Niya, spurred by the aphrodisiac, responded awkwardly, their tongues swirling together, exploring with fascination.

Not content with this, Ling Xiao tore at Niya's clothes, large expanses of her voluptuous white flesh exposed to the air, radiating a captivating glow.

Ling Xiao's clothes were completely removed, his manhood erect, he breathed heavily, his eyes gazing adoringly at Niya's delicate body.

Niya, now only wearing her undergarments, was practically exposed to Ling Xiao's gaze. Her skin gleamed like jade, and to his touch, it felt like silk, exuding an astonishing elasticity. Her waist was like a willow branch, her exquisite figure curvaceous and alluring. Her devilish figure, combined with Niya's noble and dignified demeanor and captivating charm, was irresistible.

Ling Xiao caressed every inch of Niya's body, and Niya was already gripped by a frenzied desire. Under the torment of the aphrodisiac, she had lost all sense of self; her usual reserve and nobility had transformed into seductive allure. His hands moved down her lower abdomen, until a protruding area appeared beside Ling Xiao's hands. He rubbed Niya's smooth, tender root, a warm sensation flowing through his hands. Not content with this, his trembling hands moved towards that mysterious place.

With the last line of defense removed, Ling Xiao easily touched the sacred place he had longed for. The warm breath filled him, and the overjoyed Ling Xiao could hardly resist, his emotions surging.

"Tear!"

The last restraints were ruthlessly torn away by Ling Xiao. Infinite allure was displayed before his eyes without any concealment. Pure white as jade, shimmering with a hazy halo like ivory.

A flawless white body appeared before him, its exquisite curves miraculously outlining Niya's unique beauty—tranquil, alluring, and dignified, all displayed on her.

Thirteenth Breakthrough. "Ugh."

Niya sensed danger, her mind instantly returning to clarity. Her star-like eyes met Ling Xiao's eyes, and fear gripped her heart.

"Ah, get out!"

Niya's face, though outwardly fierce, hardened with frost, her eyes concealing fear and worry. She reprimanded Ling Xiao mercilessly, desperately trying to stay alert, as if she foresaw the terrible consequences.

Ling Xiao, caught off guard by Niya's sudden reprimand at this crucial moment, felt a bucket of cold water poured over him. Meeting Niya's icy, reproachful gaze, he felt terrified.

He was still afraid of Niya's authority, filled with fear and helplessness. One hand lingered on Niya's private area, a place that made him unable to control himself, instinctively caressing it. He felt like a ravenous ghost who hadn't eaten for days, suddenly presented with a roasted pig and told not to eat it—the frustration and anger he felt were unimaginable.

"Mmm, uh,"

Niya uttered instinctively, a blush rising on her cheeks, her sensitive body instinctively shifting.

Hearing that captivating allure and seeing the restless writhing of her fiery body, Ling Xiao, who had no intention of adding fuel to the fire, became even more determined to possess Niya. His usual respect, though genuine, was now replaced by an even stronger desire to have her. He knew Niya was indifferent to matters of the heart and treated him like her own child; he had no opportunity to take advantage of

her, after all, Niya was a dignified and virtuous woman. But given the chance, he would never give up, as if this thought had long been planted in his heart and taken root. Now was the perfect opportunity; if he missed it, it would be impossible to have her again. How could he easily give up? He didn't want to leave Niya; he wanted her by his side for life, to feel her care, the tranquility she gave him, to eat her cooking, and to admire her beauty and grace.

"No, Ling Xiao."

"You absolutely can't do this."

"Otherwise, I'll hate you for the rest of my life."

Niya said resolutely, her eyes filled with determination. She sensed Ling Xiao's intense possessiveness. She was afraid, her beautiful eyes filled with cold frost, but behind that frost lay endless passion.

Ling Xiao could feel Niya's resolve, but he wouldn't regret it. He'd take the plunge first and pay later, believing he could make Niya accept him. Actually, he had a way to neutralize the aphrodisiac's effects on Niya, but he wouldn't do it. Opportunities are something you have to seize and create yourself.

"Ah."

Niya was once again lost in a state of bliss. Ling Xiao continued to explore the mysteries of her body, developing a delicate body that had never been touched by any man before. He

tore open the undergarment covering Niya's full breasts, revealing a pair of trembling breasts standing erect in the air, radiating a breathtaking visual impact.

What made Ling Xiao unbearable, and what truly stirred his heart, was the mysterious pattern on Niya's chest. The pattern resembled the moon, but with wisps of black thread wrapped around it, giving it an eerie feel. The strange tattoo paired with her body instantly ignited the ambiguous atmosphere between them. ... "Ah..."

A cry of pain mixed with pleasure escaped Niya's lips as she tightly embraced Ling Xiao. The pain of losing her virginity made her brow furrow, and she bit down hard on Ling Xiao's shoulder. As the pain slightly restored her senses, tears welled in Niya's eyes.

Then, a series of high-pitched sounds filled the room as their bodies intertwined. Ling Xiao, experiencing the pleasures of love for the first time, was filled with ecstasy, his passion growing stronger with each encounter. Petals of plum blossoms bloomed on the clean white sheets.

Under the influence of the aphrodisiac, Niya was unrestrained, releasing her fiery passion. Her slender waist coiled around Ling Xiao's body like an octopus, boldly uttering soft moans from her lips. Her beautiful body actively responded to Ling Xiao's advances.

After Ling Xiao entered Niya's body, a faint black aura flowed within her. This dark aura slowly moved along the point where the two met, and upon entering Ling Xiao's body, the dark power instantly surged towards his heart, settling there. The black power occupying his heart slowly gathered from Niya's body, the faint energy containing a vast aura, repelling all other magical elements.

The moon pattern on Niya's chest appeared even more eerie. The originally dark blue moon contained a strange, faint light, flowing with a glassy luster, as if liquid was flowing within it.

Just then, a blue moon, identical to Niya's, formed on Ling Xiao's chest. The blue moon flickered, reflecting an eerie light. However, Ling Xiao's moon differed slightly from Niya's; faint, mysterious black totems flowed around his heart.

In the vast sky, eagles soared, traversing the heavens, white clouds drifted, and a gentle breeze stirred.

A dark cloud began to rise in the bright sky, obscuring the sun, and a strange aura enveloped the earth, creating an indescribable desolation.

"My lord, the magic circle has activated; it senses that aura."

"Investigate! Bring her back to me immediately, or you won't be coming back."

The chilling voice sent shivers down one's spine.

Beneath the quiet starry sky, the stars shone brightly, a gentle breeze rustled through the bamboo forest, and a stream gurgled softly.

The night was deep, and Ling Xiao remained quietly in Niya's room, the flickering candlelight casting an unsteady glow. He sat blankly in his chair, staring vacantly at a letter in his hand.

"Why, why did you leave me? What did I do wrong?"

Ling Xiao roared suddenly, a beast-like howl erupting from his lips, his expression shifting between anger and despair.

Niya had left Tianyuan Town, vanishing without a trace, leaving behind a letter. The letter stated that she would never return, that she was far away from this place, and that Ling Xiao should never look for her again.

"Huff."

Ling Xiao exhaled a sigh of relief, inhaling the lingering scent of Niya's unique femininity in the room. He didn't regret his actions; his only regret was that he hadn't expected Niya to leave. In this vast sea of people, if Niya truly wanted to escape him, they might be separated forever.

"No matter where you go, I will find you. Once my woman, always my woman,"

Ling Xiao declared resolutely, his expression cold and stern. He probably didn't even realize how strong his possessiveness was. Sitting cross-legged, Ling Xiao embraced his Yuan Yi, entering a meditative state. His breathing was steady, his energy channels were clear, and he felt the power within his body. After enjoying intimate moments with Niya, Ling Xiao felt something different in his body. The magical elements within him were more active, and even his usual walking routes had changed slightly. Just in case, Ling Xiao had to investigate.

The magical elements within his body were incredibly dense, especially the fire element, which was abundant to a level Ling Xiao dared not even imagine. The powerful magical energy circulated endlessly within his body at an exceptionally fast speed, and external elements rapidly entered through his body. Under Ling Xiao's meditation, a vast amount of powerful fire element energy accumulated within his body. He

had actually broken through without even realizing it! Ling Xiao was extremely excited. He, who had been stuck at the advanced mage stage, had actually broken through. It was like a dream come true, something he simply couldn't have imagined.

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Suppressing his excitement, Ling Xiao entered a deeper state of meditation. Only through continuous meditation, altering his consciousness, and resonating with the elements of the outside world could he break through the shackles of his original magical power.

The magical elements in his seven meridians and eight channels flowed like surging waves. Ling Xiao guarded his mind, not daring to be careless. Having just broken through to the advanced mage realm, his state was still unstable. The magical elements flowing in his body were restless and agitated. To calm these little creatures, he guided the elements within his body, directing the little sprites home.

Under Ling Xiao's constant guidance, the transformed magical elements gradually calmed down, flowing along specific routes. At this moment, the elements in space resonated with the call of the elements within Ling Xiao's body, like a magnet, continuously being drawn into his body and combining with the ever-flowing elements.

Because he had just broken through and advanced to the ranks of Grand Mages, the magical elements within his body had undergone a qualitative change. It's like a cup with the same volume that used to hold one pound of sand, but now it can hold two pounds. This is because the size of the sand hasn't changed, but its density has. Similarly, Ling Xiao's magical elements, now transformed, are insufficient. External elements, summoned, naturally flock to replenish his magical elements. Thus, his magical power is naturally more abundant and powerful than before. "

What is this?" Ling Xiao wondered, discovering a ball of pale black energy in his chest. Although small, it contained an unusually powerful force. "What a strange power!" Ling Xiao tried to use the pale blue energy, but his efforts were futile. The pale blue energy remained unresponsive, stubbornly entrenched in his chest, repelling even other energies.

This strange energy had never existed within him before; it seemed to have appeared only after his intimate encounter with Niya, Ling Xiao recalled, a chill creeping down his spine. Could something be wrong? He stared at it with the curiosity of a curious child. Could it be a power unknown to the world, or perhaps… dark element… Ah… no way… Ling Xiao's eyes widened at his own guess, his heart churning with turmoil. Dark magic… dark magic? He couldn't have somehow mastered dark magic without a teacher! That would make him an enemy of the continent, considered a heretic, a foe the Church of Light would want to eliminate at all costs.

Ling Xiao felt a chill, but it was only a startled reaction. After all, dark magic was considered an evil force, the embodiment of the devil, unacceptable to the world. He wouldn't believe such nonsense; he genuinely hoped that the black energy was dark magic.

However, that was impossible. Although the power was pale black, it lacked the fluctuations of dark elements and wasn't one of the seven elements permeating the space. It remained deathly still in the heart area, a strange black power swirling there as if taking root.

Unable to figure out what it was, he dared not rashly attack the black energy. Seeing that it seemed harmless, he assumed there was no problem. Perhaps it was some unknown, powerful force—if so, he would be rich! So Ling Xiao simply ignored it. His

magical power flowed slowly along the cultivation path, nourishing his meridians, bringing indescribable comfort. He was immersed in a special state, feeling a sense of invincibility, a feeling of "the world is in my hands, who dares to stand in my way?"

Although not a genius, advancing to the ranks of Grand Magus at the age of sixteen was unprecedented. This pride and ability were enough to make him proud in Tianyuan Town. He knew nothing about the powerful figures in the outside world.

Just as Ling Xiao was methodically channeling his magical power, suddenly the magical energy within his body began to surge uncontrollably, like a wild horse broken free. The unrestrained magical energy collided and clashed throughout his body, and Ling Xiao could clearly feel his body making cracking sounds. The magical energy grew increasingly violent, relentlessly assaulting his vital points. The pain was excruciating, like being slashed open with a knife, the blade constantly sliding across the wound.

Could he be suffering from a qi deviation? Ling Xiao had never encountered such a situation before, and a sense of panic gripped him. He desperately tried to calm the restless energy within his body.

Endless pain tormented Ling Xiao's meridians, as if his entire body was about to fall apart. His meridians swelled, revealing grotesque and terrifying lines. He was in grave danger; one wrong move could lead to utter destruction. Struggling to endure the pain, Ling Xiao tried his best to stabilize his mind.

Ling Xiao's consciousness descended into a chaotic, blurred state. What to do? His body was already at its breaking point, yet the raging magical power continued its rampage, sweeping across his entire body like a tornado.

He was helpless; this was the first time he'd encountered such a situation. Could it be caused by that black energy? But the strange black energy remained unmoved, obediently staying in place, unyielding. What had gone wrong?

There are many reasons for elemental turmoil: impacts from external forces, elemental repulsion, attraction from external elements, and so on. All of these can cause the body's magical power to surge. If this situation isn't dealt with promptly, one will suffer a magical backlash, exploding and dying.

However, mages rarely encounter such situations. They are very cautious in their cultivation, never arbitrarily manipulating their magical power. They guide it daily through meditation, making it an integral part of their bodies.

Just as he felt his body about to explode, and his raging power grew increasingly overwhelming, a peculiar energy suddenly flowed along the violent currents into every part of his body. This gentle energy seemed to possess a magical charm; the restless energy, upon encountering it, became exceptionally docile. He was like a person who hadn't drunk water for over ten days in the desert, suddenly given a spring of clear water—undoubtedly a lifesaver, relieving his immediate crisis.

Comfortable, truly comfortable; the gentle energy was like Nia's delicate body, soothing the restlessness within him. It came suddenly, appearing from nowhere, as if it had always existed within his body.

As the strange energy increased, his power subsided, continuing its course along his body's pathways, like a river flowing into the sea and converging into his dantian.

Ling Xiao was overjoyed, but secretly relieved. The strange, gentle energy hadn't entered his dantian; instead, it slowly rose and entered the Niwan Palace on his forehead. The Niwan Palace was the seat of the spirit, connected to the body's major parts. A slight mishap could lead to mental derangement and even death by explosion. However, strangely, the strange energy remained still after entering the Niwan Palace, like a stone sinking into the sea. He

breathed a sigh of relief; Ling Xiao was drenched in sweat. Opening his eyes, he saw that dawn was breaking. Thank goodness nothing serious had happened; otherwise, this newly advanced mage would have become the unluckiest person in history. Once bitten, twice shy, he still felt a chill. Since the old man left, he hadn't returned, and he couldn't find a single professional to consult on magical matters.

Sighing inwardly, the old man was gone, and Niya was gone too.

He wondered when they would meet again. He murmured to himself, "In this vast sea of people, fate is hard to find. Who knows, who cares when my heart is cold?" He stared blankly at his right hand, wondering where the bracelet had gone. He had always worn a peculiar, metallic bracelet on his right hand, found in the ruined temple. Since wearing it, he had tried countless ways to remove it, all to no avail. Its sudden disappearance felt eerie.

Thinking back, the bracelet had mysteriously vanished after his encounter with Niya. Strange, how could it disappear so inexplicably? Could it have entered his arm? A sudden thought struck Ling Xiao as he felt his right arm.

Nothing strange about it. He channeled his magic power into his arm, trying to find if the bracelet had merged with his arm. He had heard that some mysterious magical weapons on the Divine Wind Continent could recognize their masters, and these artifacts possessed mysterious... The power could merge with its master's body. This idea sparked Ling Xiao's thought, especially since he had found the bracelet in the mysterious temple, further solidifying his belief.

After searching unsuccessfully, he sighed in disappointment. Had he misunderstood? But how could the bracelet be missing…? Just as Ling Xiao was pondering this, a sudden tremor ran through his Niwan Palace, startling him.

The gentle energy hidden within his Niwan Palace flowed uncontrollably towards his right arm. Ling Xiao was truly terrified; another surge of magical power was unbearable. The thought of that sensation still filled him with dread. The docile, strange energy lingered on his wrist, vibrating slightly, as if about to break free. Suddenly, his right arm shone brightly, the soft golden light vanishing instantly. Ling Xiao stared at his arm, utterly bewildered, speechless with astonishment.

Chapter 15: Recommended Technique

How could this be? A magical metal bracelet quietly appeared on Ling Xiao's arm. The bracelet gleamed with a metallic sheen, giving off a strangely gentle feeling. Most remarkably, the metal bracelet was shaped like an animal—a snake, a cute little golden snake. Its body was coiled in a circle, its small head tightly biting its tail, head to tail. The

exquisitely crafted, golden snake gave off an ancient and weathered feel, its lifelike design captivating the eye and inspiring awe.

It had actually appeared! Ling Xiao's heart surged with emotions beyond words. The magical bracelet could appear and disappear at will under Ling Xiao's consciousness, possessing a real, visceral connection.

A treasure! He'd struck gold! It truly was a legendary artifact! Ling Xiao beamed with joy, but then a thought struck him: was this magical bracelet a storage bracelet, a magic bracelet, or something else entirely?

With a change of heart, to find out more, Ling Xiao's consciousness probed… Entering the bracelet to understand its functions, a rebound force sent Ling Xiao's consciousness flying. His head throbbed with a needle-like pain; he hadn't expected it to be sealed. His brow furrowed; how could he break it? A sealed storage bracelet was troublesome. Luckily, it wasn't a forbidden spell or anything like that, or he would be dead. Once triggered, he would be doomed.

A flash of inspiration struck him; the mysterious power within his Niwan Palace must be related to the bracelet. The bracelet's appearance was drawn by this mysterious power. Could a strange energy break the seal?

A subtle stream of energy, under his control, flowed from his Niwan Palace, slowly impacting the seal within the metal bracelet. Upon encountering the strange energy, the seal instantly crumbled. Success! Ling Xiao was overjoyed. Things were easier than he'd imagined, requiring no effort at all. It seemed the key to breaking the seal indeed lay in the mysterious power.

"Ha...ha...ha...I'm finally out!" A

wild, maniacal laugh erupted from within the shattered seal, echoing in all directions. The unrestrained laughter, like a tiger unleashed from its cage, was deafening, laced with indescribable excitement.

Ling Xiao was instantly thrown to the ground by the powerful laugh, his inner strength dissipated. Terrified, he spat out a mouthful of blood. What was that? He clearly felt an immense power, almost crushing him to pieces. Just its aura was so strong; if it were to unleash its full power, it would overturn rivers and seas, dominating the heavens.

Cold sweat poured down his back. What kind of monster was sealed within? He had been too reckless, opening the seal so casually. If it were a demon, a ferocious beast, or an evil monster, he would be dead for sure. He had been too excited, only wanting to investigate, without thinking much.

So powerful! This sudden turn of events caught him off guard. Suppressing his panic, he tried his best to remain calm and asked, "Who are you…?" "Ah… hahaha, I'm finally free… free!" "As if ignoring Ling Xiao's question, the weathered, powerful voice continued its unrestrained laughter, sweeping away the endless gloom in its chest.

'Who are you? Show yourself!'

Ling Xiao felt a chill run down his spine, filled with fear of the unknown. He might lose his life in a moment of carelessness, unsure if the other party was a good person.

'Little kid, are you talking about me?'

A white light flashed from the bracelet, the fleeting figure like a ghost.

Ling Xiao jumped back in fright, trembling as he cried out, 'Oh my god... a ghost!' His heart pounded wildly; anyone who felt a person jump out of their body would be terrified.

'Boy, I'm your grandpa! How dare you call me a ghost?'" "

The other party roared angrily, clearly dissatisfied with Ling Xiao, and a powerful aura locked onto him.

Cold sweat dripped from his palms. Even as a Grand Mage, the pressure from the other party's aura was enough to make him breathless—how powerful was this?

Ling Xiao feigned composure as he looked at the person standing in the air. The person's white hair shimmered with silver light, and his eyes flashed with sharp light, like two swords, intimidating. His thin face showed the ruthlessness of time, and his white clothes gave him an air of otherworldly elegance.

Although the locked aura was powerful, the other party vanished instantly, standing calmly in the air, like an ordinary old man.

A master, an absolute master," Ling Xiao concluded, and respectfully said, "Senior, this junior has no intention of offending you. May I ask your esteemed name? Don't provoke him. I wonder if he'll be easy to get along with.

" "Well, just call me 'Foreigner'." "

The foreigner said calmly, his eyes flashing as he stared at Ling Xiao's body.

"

Ling Xiao wondered why the foreigner was inside the bracelet. Feeling uneasy under the foreigner's gaze, as if he were completely naked and had no secrets from him, Ling Xiao changed the subject.

"Ahem."

The foreigner coughed awkwardly, then said casually, "This old man was careless and accidentally triggered the temple's formation, becoming trapped inside. The bracelet you're wearing is the Yin-Yang Ring." The foreigner glossed over the matter, and Ling Xiao now knew the bracelet was called the Yin-Yang Ring. Judging from the foreigner's expression, he could tell he was hiding something.

"Looks like I'm your great benefactor."

Ling Xiao's mind raced, and he grinned slyly.

"Kid, don't get any funny ideas. Hmph, with your meager strength, you're still a long way from breaking the seal." Seeing through Ling Xiao's intentions, the foreigner said with a sly smile.

Caught off guard, Ling Xiao smiled awkwardly. True to his old fox nature, he asked without hesitation, "Foreigner, how long have you been inside the Yin-Yang Ring?" The foreigner's body seemed to float lightly in the air, as if it had no physical form. Even ordinary mages and warriors couldn't remain suspended in the air for long, unless they were wind mages.

"A long time, I can't remember,"

the foreigner replied casually, breathing in the outside air deeply, as if it had been a long time, so long that he had almost forgotten the taste of air.

"You're not planning to stay inside the bracelet any longer, are you?" Seeing that

the foreigner showed no intention of leaving, Ling Xiao couldn't help but voice his doubts. He had to be constantly wary of someone he didn't know, especially a powerful old monster like him. If he accidentally angered him, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Hmm..."

the foreigner said, resting his chin on his hand and looking thoughtful. "I need to stay for a while longer. It's too comfortable. I'm reluctant to leave." "What..."

Ling Xiao was shocked. The old monster wanted to stay inside the bracelet. How could he trust a monster of unknown origin and identity who could appear at any moment? He prayed in his heart that the foreigner wasn't a capricious fellow. He

firmly said, "No way."

"Kid, do you think I want to live in the Yin-Yang Ring?"

the foreigner pouted and said disdainfully. "If it weren't for... um." He almost let slip, then changed the subject: "I'll temporarily reside inside the Yin-Yang Ring. Do you think you can beat me?" "You have such a shameless face, what can you do to me?" So many people fawn over me, trying to get me to stay in their rooms, but I scoff at them all. I've even touched the emperor's bed, kid, you're just ungrateful. Ling Xiao gritted his teeth in anger. "You really dare to brag? You've touched the emperor's bed? My doghouse isn't even as comfortable as the emperor's.

" "Don't worry, this old man won't stay here for free. I can guarantee your safety." The foreigner threw out a suggestion, showing that he couldn't be biased. In their territory, he should at least offer some benefits. His cunning eyes flashed with a smile.

Ling Xiao had no choice but to accept reality. Judging from the old man's strength, he must be quite powerful. He'd just keep him as a bodyguard. The creed of a rogue is to accept fate if you can't resist. Anyway, there's no loss, so selling him out is fair. "You old bastard, you must have done a lot of bad things to be sealed up like this. Look at your shifty eyes, you're definitely not a good person," he muttered to himself in dissatisfaction.

"You're talking about me behind my back." "Whoosh!" A sharp gaze swept towards Ling Xiao. The foreigner frowned, displeased, deep wrinkles appearing on his forehead, clearly about to explode.

"No...no...no."

Ling Xiao hurriedly denied it. How did the foreigner find out? He really was a monster. He would never admit it, even if you beat him to death. In fact, the foreigner had only slightly sensed Ling Xiao's thoughts, knowing that what he was saying wasn't nice, but he didn't know the specifics.

"Tsk tsk...not bad physique, not bad talent...already reached the level of a Grand Mage...and just broke through...hehe." The foreigner admired Ling Xiao, seeing through his true nature at a glance, his eyes filled with admiration.

"Do you need to tell me..."

Hearing the foreigner's praising tone, Ling Xiao said smugly, "I am the number one expert in Tianyuan Town." "This isn't just him bragging; Tianyuan Town really doesn't have any great magicians.

" "Tch, back in my day, you were a dime a dozen. A fart from you could kill thousands, and you call that a treasure? You're just a few blades of grass." The foreigner said, not without a hint of sarcasm, seeing Ling Xiao's smugness.

"Who are you kidding?"

Ling Xiao retorted, disbelieving. "There are very few people who practice magic. Tianyuan Town only has two high-level magicians. You can imagine how difficult it is to cultivate magic and how rare magicians are.

" "Hmph."

The foreigner, too lazy to argue with Ling Xiao, suddenly stared at him and asked, "Do you want to become stronger?" "Nonsense, everyone wants to become stronger."

Ling Xiao rolled his eyes at the foreigner, but his eyes held a glimmer of hope. Did he have a way?

"Do you know that the Supreme Dao of the World you cultivate seizes the creation of heaven and earth, possessing unpredictable abilities? Once you successfully cultivate it, you'll be comparable to a god." "The foreigner lavishly exaggerates the power of the 'Ultimate Dao of the World,' and seeing Ling Xiao's reaction, a smile flickers in his heart.

'Is it really that powerful?'

Ling Xiao says, clearly moved, and asks doubtfully, 'Wait, how come I don't know when I cultivated that... what you call the 'Ultimate Dao of the World,' what is it?' He looks at the foreigner, completely bewildered. 'Doesn't he know what kind of cultivation technique he's practiced?

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' 'Very powerful. The incantations carved on the temple's stone walls, haven't you practiced them?' the foreigner prompts.

'You mean the meridian diagrams on the temple's stone walls, right?'" "

Ling Xiao suddenly realized. If it weren't for the foreigner's reminder, he really wouldn't have remembered. It was all many years ago. After discovering the ruins of the temple, there were several diagrams of human meridians and a few incantations on the stone walls inside. At the time, he thought they were some kind of earth-shattering martial arts cultivation techniques, and he was so excited that he neglected to eat and sleep to cultivate them. Unexpectedly, it was all useless and had no effect. He was so angry that he forgot about it and never cultivated again. As time passed and in a fit of anger, he destroyed those diagrams. Now, you could say that

not even a trace of them could be found." "Why don't I see any effect after I cultivate them...?" "

Hmph, the 'Ultimate Dao of the World' that you cultivated was not the complete version. It would be strange if it had any effect. There was still a part left in the Yin-Yang Ring, but I have destroyed it." "The foreigner said apologetically.

"You..." "

Isn't this just making fun of myself?

Ling Xiao, who originally wanted to see the whole picture, gritted his teeth in anger. Who wouldn't want a technique that can make them stronger? The fish has finally taken the bait. The foreigner smiled and said, "Hmm... I've memorized a part of it. If you want to learn it, I can teach you." Seeing the foreigner's smug look, Ling Xiao gritted his teeth secretly, wishing he could stomp on him a couple of times. He said disdainfully, "Give it to me if you want, or don't. If you don't want to, forget it." "Kid, don't blame me for not warning you. Because you've practiced the cultivation route map of the Supreme Dao of the World, your body has generated a strange energy, which is hidden in your Niwan Palace. If you don't use it correctly, you might suffer a qi deviation if you're not careful." "With a calm and collected air, the foreigner watched Ling Xiao's reaction with a slight smile.

"What...? 　　"

Ling Xiao was shocked. Having learned from his previous experience of almost going mad with his cultivation, he dared not be negligent. "Please enlighten me, senior..." " 　　When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. Could there be some kind of conspiracy? 　　" "Haha, I have no use for it." 　　The foreigner looked smug. "Hehe, I wonder how this technique will turn out. Finally, I can find someone to try it out. The person who created such an amazing technique is truly a prodigy. According to the records, no one has ever practiced this technique since its creation. Ling Xiao is the first person to do so. If Ling Xiao knew, he wouldn't know whether to laugh or cry. 　　The Supreme Dao of the World has two main parts: the energy circulation route diagram and the mental cultivation theory. Ling Xiao has already practiced the energy circulation route part. Next is the mental cultivation theory."

Under the foreigner's tutelage, Ling Xiao secretly clicked his tongue in amazement. "A prodigy! This technique is truly prodigy. Is this even a technique? It feels purely like teaching others how to do things." But he liked it. No wonder the old foreigner didn't practice it. Looking at his advanced age, his manhood was probably waning, losing its former glory. Otherwise, who wouldn't want to practice such a pleasurable technique?

"Kid, where are you looking?"

The foreigner's face turned ashen. Without a doubt, he knew what Ling Xiao was thinking.

"Nothing…hehe. I'm in a really good mood today…haha…right, foreigner?" "Ling Xiao awkwardly replied perfunctorily. '

The Dao of the World says that all things are divided into two sides, positive and negative, yin and yang. Men and women are like yin and yang, attracting each other. Nothing in the world is more wonderful than the relationship between men and women. Through yin and yang, the purest and most powerful forces in the world can be unleashed.

Yin and yang transform into each other, endlessly regenerating. Even the seven elements of magic, which are revered by people, are derived from the transformation of yin and yang, including battle qi. Humans are born from heaven and earth, inheriting the essence of heaven and earth. If one can gather yin and yang within oneself, one will surpass the gods and dominate all things.'

Ling Xiao was amazed by these seemingly plausible theories. 'What a talent!' she exclaimed." Such ingenious ideas are truly admirable.

From the book, Ling Xiao gleaned some answers: the strange energy in his forehead's Niwan Palace was generated from the union of Yin and Yang after his encounter with Niya. The stronger a woman is, the more beneficial it is for cultivating the Supreme Dao of the World, rapidly increasing her magical power. His rapid advancement to Grand Mage was largely thanks to it.

However, Ling Xiao remained skeptical about whether this strange technique could truly make one stronger. "There's no such thing as a free lunch; if one could easily cultivate formidable strength, wouldn't everyone be practicing it?

" "You lowly commoner, get out here! Today I'll skin you alive, you little beast! Niya, you stinking thing, after I'm done with you, I'll definitely sell you into a brothel!" Suddenly, shouts erupted outside. The Locke father and son roared and laughed arrogantly.

Ling Xiao was furious. Perfect timing! They thought they were easy to bully. He slowly stepped out of the bamboo house, his cold eyes sweeping over the Locke father and son. A group of guards quickly surrounded Ling Xiao. A middle-aged man stood beside the Locke father and son, his arrogant expression revealing disdain.

Ling Xiao was startled. This was no ordinary man. He hadn't expected the Locke father and son to have invited a great mage. No wonder they were so confident; even so, he was fearless. Ling Xiao could sense at a glance that the man's aura was on par with his own.

"Since you're here, no one will leave alive today." Ling Xiao said, his face grim, each word dripping with chilling malice. The Locke father and son had crossed his line. Anyone who dared to misbehave towards Niya would be met with murderous intent.

"Such arrogance! Today, I'll test your mettle." "The arrogant man standing beside Locke and his son said angrily, 'Ling Xiao gave me the feeling of a high-level mage, but his aura didn't quite match. I don't know what's wrong, but I didn't take him seriously. I wouldn't even consider a mere high-level mage a threat.

' 'Boy, where's Niya?'

Locke's father, realizing he hadn't seen Niya, grew anxious and swore.

Ling Xiao's fierce light pierced Locke's father's heart.

'You little beast, what are you glaring at? Even if you kneel and beg for mercy today, I'll tear you to pieces and feed you to the dogs.' Locke laughed arrogantly. '

Wildfire Spreads.'" "

Ling Xiao, enraged, unleashed a level four fire spell towards the group. The powerful fire magic was awe-inspiring; dangerous fireballs rained down on the earth, incinerating everything.

This was his true strength since becoming a Grand Mage, giving his opponents no chance to react, catching them off guard, and striking first with overwhelming force. The magic unleashed by a Grand Mage was no ordinary spell; its terrifying magical power and immense energy were enough to destroy everything. A vast and powerful sea of fire elementals swept in.

Countless soldiers were devoured by the fire demons, not even given a chance to scream. The fire demons raged, mercilessly consuming every single soldier.

" (Flying Sand Shield) The

arrogant middle-aged man was clearly taken aback by Ling Xiao's powerful magic and was shocked. He hastily cast a similar level four spell to block the incoming flames. Locke and his son had clearly stated that their opponent was only a high-level mage, and Ling Xiao was indeed the high-level mage they had mentioned. They hadn't initially taken him seriously and were prepared to kill him, but who knew this seemingly young boy was actually a great mage?

Locke and his son were badly burned by Ling Xiao's level four magic, especially Locke, whose clothes were torn and blackened, a truly pitiful sight.

"How did you become so powerful?" "

Locke's father asked with a hint of fear.

Just in case, Locke's father had hired a great mage at a high price, more than enough to deal with a high-level mage. Nia had been poisoned by him and wouldn't be able to recover her strength for at least two days. He, who had initially been confident of victory, found that things had changed far beyond his imagination. Impossible, absolutely impossible. The shock in his heart was indescribable.

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" Enough nonsense, today I will surely kill you all here. "

The lifeless tone was as if it came from hell.

" Mount Tai pressed down. The

arrogant man glared angrily at Locke and his son, realizing he'd encountered a mage of equal caliber. This boy couldn't be allowed to live; becoming a great mage at such a young age would be a recipe for disaster.

Ling Xiao also unleashed a fourth-level spell. The two powerful spells collided, their unparalleled aura instantly unleashing a devastating force. Locke and his son bore the brunt of the attack; their strength was like an egg against a rock, the overwhelming aura ravaging their bodies.

Both men, focused on their own strength, continuously unleashed dazzling spells. Fire magic was scorching, Ling Xiao repeatedly unleashing its immense power. Earth magic was heavy, its defense and attack both top-notch.

The surroundings were a mess, reeking of burning, countless craters appearing in the ground. Ling Xiao, having only recently entered the ranks of great mages, was still unfamiliar with fourth-level magic, and his opponents were gaining a slight advantage.

The powerful magical collision emitted a dazzling light, the explosion resounding throughout the heavens and earth.

"Kiss of the Earth." "

The proud man diligently absorbed the earth element from heaven and earth, brewing a final, powerful earth magic attack. The two were evenly matched, neither able to gain the upper hand.

" Fire Slash. "

His mastery of magic had reached its limit. Ling Xiao prepared for his final attack, his magical element rapidly accumulating, fire magic from heaven and earth surging into his body, a ruthless glint in his eyes.

" Fire Slash. "

Kiss of the Earth." "

The two spells gathered their last magical power, the space itself seemed to tremble. Bang! A deafening explosion erupted, and Ling Xiao was mercilessly swept away by the magical wave.

Smoke billowed, dust rose, and the space was filled with chaotic magical elements. Both men lay on the ground, blood trickling from their mouths.

The Locke father and son, hiding in the distance, watched the two with trepidation. They didn't know who had won or lost. This was the first time they had witnessed such a brutal battle. Their hearts were in their throats, even more shocked by Ling Xiao's strength. "Die, kid! Die! You won't leave here alive!"

"Boy, you've been arrogant for too long. Too bad, today is your death day." The arrogant man struggled to his feet, looking disdainfully at Ling Xiao, who was in an even worse state than him. "Good aptitude, good potential, but you still die by my hand. Blame it on being born too late.

" He was powerless; go kill him. He

turned to Locke and his son and ordered. He was also struggling, his magical elements scarce. Encountering a mage of the same level was truly frustrating.

Locke and his son were excited upon hearing this, their previous fear of Ling Xiao gone. However, they still cautiously approached Ling Xiao, who lay on the ground, panting heavily, clearly at his last gasp. Feeling reassured, Locke arrogantly said, "You lowly commoner, aren't you so powerful? Get up and kill me! Kill me!" "After my son kills you, I'll treat Niya like a bitch and train her... After I'm done with her, I'll give her to all the guards in the manor... Haha... This is what happens when you defy me..." Locke's father shamelessly revealed his true colors.

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with murderous intent. Hmph, you ignorant fool, you're scum anyway. If I don't kill you now, when will I? Seeing Locke and his son approaching, Ling Xiao suddenly leaped up, instantly unleashing the fire magic he had prepared.

"No! Run!"

The arrogant man clearly sensed something was wrong and roared. The sudden turn of events left everyone present helpless and panicked.

Unfortunately, it was too late. The powerful magic enveloped Locke and his son without warning. Their eyes widened in terror: "Ah... no..." "No!" "

The two were instantly killed by a single spell cast by Ling Xiao. Facing his archmage level, killing them was as easy as killing chickens. He didn't waste any words, displaying his ruthless and vicious methods. A rogue's motto is: when it's time to strike, be ruthless, precise, and decisive.

" "You…how could you…"

The arrogant man's lips trembled as he watched Ling Xiao approach step by step, his eyes filled with terror. He couldn't understand why Ling Xiao was still standing before him, full of energy, his magical power seemingly fully restored…could it be…" "Why did my magical elements recover so quickly, huh? Go ask Death in hell." With a self-deprecating laugh, Ling Xiao's face turned cold. Without giving the other a chance to speak, he raised his hand and easily destroyed him with a level four spell.

"Whoosh." He

exhaled a breath of stale air, his expression shifting uncertainly. The Locke father and son had brought this upon themselves; killing them would end it all. In this remote town, he truly had nothing to fear. He also didn't intend to stay in Tianyuan Town any longer. After Niya left alone, he vowed to bring her back, no matter where he went. Taking this opportunity, Ling Xiao would also travel the continent, experiencing firsthand the bustling world.

He was able to stand here now entirely thanks to a fifth-grade pill left to him by the old man, which allowed him to quickly restore his magical elements, reaching a peak state, before unleashing his final powerful attack. After casting the spell, he quickly swallowed the pill, lay on the ground, and took the opportunity to rapidly recover his magical power. Otherwise, killing the three would be as difficult as ascending to heaven.

There was nothing to pack; he didn't have many valuables, and most of them were unnecessary. Ling Xiao packed a few changes of clothes and personal items for emergencies, storing everything in his Yin-Yang Ring. The Yin-Yang Ring was a spatial storage bracelet, extremely convenient to use, and it was also an expanding storage bracelet.

According to the records in the Supreme Dao Talks of the World, when this technique is cultivated to a certain level, one's strength... With each subsequent upgrade, the usable space of the Yin-Yang Ring expands. Having the Yin-Yang Ring is indeed convenient and saves time; one doesn't need to carry many items or worry about losing them. With just a thought, one can choose anything within the Yin-Yang Ring.

Storage items made on the Divine Wind Continent are all modeled after rings because they are small, convenient, aesthetically pleasing, and reflect the owner's status and value. Therefore, storage items are collectively called space rings. Space-type mages are extremely rare on the Divine Wind Continent, and the appearance of space rings is a masterpiece of space mages. A space mage might not be able to successfully create a storage item even after a year or more. The materials for storage items are rare and precious, each costing an astronomical price. Storage items appearing on the Divine Wind Continent are generally only made by those who have mastered the laws of space to an extremely high degree.

From the continent's introductory records, Ling Xiao also learned that the storage rings currently on the market have very small spaces, basically only a few square meters, even if they can hold something the size of a palm. Storage items were also being sold at exorbitant prices, leaving wealthy and powerful families with no real power to only watch helplessly.

The Yin-Yang Ring currently held over a hundred square meters of space; just thinking about such a large space made Ling Xiao grin from ear to ear. "Hehe, I'm not bragging, but throughout the entire continent, how many people have a spatial ring more powerful than mine? Anyone who disagrees, bring it on! Running out of money? Auction off the Yin-Yang Ring! Hehe," he thought, just imagining piles of glittering gold coins making his mouth water.

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After traversing towering mountains and winding rivers, Ling Xiao finally arrived at a decent road. Tianyuan Town was truly a backwater; there wasn't even a passable path.

For dozens of days, he had traveled, enjoying the beautiful scenery along the way. Ling Xiao had been full of praise, but even the most beautiful scenery, after a while, would lead to aesthetic fatigue. Ling Xiao grew bored, his initial enthusiasm turning into dejection.

So boring! He listlessly walked alone on the narrow road, his first time traveling so far... He knew very little about the outside world, his limited understanding coming only from books. He was both excited and bewildered. Where should he go first?

Ling Xiao hesitated at a fork in the road, staring blankly at the crisscrossing paths like a wooden stake. He was directionally challenged; the forks led to different cities, there were no road signs, no directions, and he didn't know the way, making it truly difficult to decide which way to take. If he had a map, he wouldn't be so confused.

The sound of galloping hooves approached from afar. Ling Xiao snapped out of his reverie and looked towards the sound... Dust billowed along the road, the rumble of galloping horses like thunder.

A carriage sped along, approaching Ling Xiao from afar. Ling Xiao's mind raced, and he waved vigorously at the oncoming carriage.

A neigh rang out, and the carriage stopped abruptly in front of Ling Xiao. The tall, imposing horse was over three meters high, with a glossy coat, well-developed muscles, and a powerful, robust body. Its four hooves were steady, allowing it to run at great speed. Reins were harnessed to the horse, and a groom sat driving. A cart was harnessed behind the horse.

"Would you like a ride?"

the groom asked kindly.

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