Battle Through the Heavens: Starting with Cao Ying as an apprentice

"High-level Heavenly Rank - Emperor Seal Technique (Fragment), requires 30 million points to exchange."

……

Su Baichen glanced at those astronomical figures and then at his own account balance—he had just raided Ice River Valley's house and had saved up quite a bit, but if he wanted to exchange it for Heaven-Rank fighting skills, he could at most exchange it for one or two mid-level ones.

"Never mind." He sighed softly and closed the shop.

It's always good to be frugal. Those points need to be saved to exchange for the auxiliary materials for "Nine-Grade Mystic Pills".

As for combat skills... even low-level ones can turn the impossible into the possible.

He closed his eyes and focused his breath into his dantian.

"System, use two deduction cards."

[Ding! Host has been detected to possess 2 'Cultivation Technique Deduction Cards'. Confirm use?]

"confirm."

[Please select a simulation target (maximum: two)]

Two illusory sword manuals appeared in Su Baichen's consciousness: one was the Seven Stars Alignment, which secretly corresponded to the killing and destruction of the Heavenly Dao; the other was the Nine Swords Linked, which was specifically designed to slay the souls and thoughts of living beings.

"Seven Star Soul-Slaying Technique, Nine Swords to Slay the Spirit."

[Ding! Selection successful! Begin deduction and fusion—]

In an instant, the scene in the quiet room changed drastically.

Countless pale golden light patterns appeared around Su Baichen, moving like living things and weaving together to form a complex and profound array.

Ripples spread across the void above his head, and the vast, star-like rules of heaven and earth surged in, pouring into the depths of his consciousness.

First, each move of the "Seven Star Soul-Slaying Technique" was disassembled and reassembled in his mind—

The first move, "Yao Guang," originally only drew upon the sharp energy of the stars, but now, through deduction, it has evolved into seven variations, each corresponding to a weakness of the soul; the second move, "Kai Yang," originally focused only on the penetration of force, has now incorporated spatial ripples, allowing it to ignore 30% of the body's protective aura when the sword is drawn; the third move, "Yu Heng"...

The sword techniques have evolved layer by layer, from simply borrowing the power of the stars to connecting the stars in the sky with the intent of the sword, with each sword strike carrying the pressure of heaven and earth.

Immediately, the profound meaning of the "Nine Swords of Spirit Slaying" emerged—

This sword technique, which specializes in attacking the soul, originally consisted of nine progressively stronger sword strikes.

At this moment, during the simulation, the nine swords began to merge and unify, transforming into a single move called "Soul Severing." The sword intent was pure to the extreme, without light or shadow, only a wisp of the rule that annihilates true spirits.

The two sword techniques collided and merged in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The stellar power of the Seven Star Soul Slayer and the soul-focused attack of the Nine Swords of Spirit Slayer surprisingly resonated. The deduced light patterns flashed wildly, extracting, refining, and recombining the essence of both…

In the midst of this deep deduction, Su Baichen suddenly felt a jolt in his heart.

Those ancient characters, usually obscure and difficult to understand, recorded in "heavenly books," suddenly surfaced in the depths of my consciousness.

The rules, which were originally described as being like a celestial book, began to become clearer little by little under the verification of the two great sword techniques.

"So that's how it is... The trajectory of stars is the veins of heaven and earth, and the meaning of severing the soul is actually the stripping away of rules..."

He was immersed in a moment of enlightenment, his aura flowing unconsciously around him, causing the still room to move without wind, and the tables, chairs, cups and saucers to tremble slightly.

Outside the window, night fell, and the real Big Dipper quietly lit up, its starlight filtering through the eaves and gently falling on his closed face.

With one deduction, the two sword techniques underwent a transformation, and their understanding of the rules of heaven and earth also improved accordingly.

This deal is a good one.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Inside a side room, Little Fairy Doctor was cultivating.

Little Fairy Doctor sat cross-legged, her body surrounded by a thin mist of fighting spirit, her aura as deep and still as a deep pool.

Her eyes were slightly closed, her long eyelashes casting faint shadows beneath them, and her hands were placed on her knees in a mudra, her fingertips trembling gently and rhythmically.

Suddenly, a faint cracking sound came from within her body—not a physical sound, but a mysterious sensation of some kind of boundary being broken.

The cultivation barrier that was originally stable at the early stage of the Nine-Star Dou Zun began to slowly loosen and decline, like ice and snow melting away.

Early stage of Nine Star Dou Zun.

Late stage of Eight-Star Dou Zun.

Mid-stage Eight-Star Dou Zun.

Early stage of Eight-Star Dou Zun.

With each drop in her cultivation level, the aura of battle qi emanating from her body solidified a little more.

The foundation, which had become somewhat weak due to the absorption of the Ice Venerable, was repeatedly hammered and solidified through these repeated "regressions".

The battle qi gradually compressed from a gaseous, pale purple mist into a liquid, crystalline stream of light, and finally, as it surged through the meridians, it faintly emitted a deep, rumbling sound like a river.

The aura did not weaken due to the drop in cultivation level; on the contrary, it became more profound and weighty, like refined iron that had been forged through countless trials, shedding its superficiality and revealing its essential resilience.

Just as her cultivation stabilized at the early stage of the Eight-Star Dou Zun realm, Little Fairy Doctor suddenly felt a throbbing sensation, a mixture of burning heat and icy cold, emanating from her spine—

"Shh!"

A pair of dazzling dragon wings burst forth from beneath her shoulder blades and unfolded dramatically.

The left wing is ice blue, as if sculpted from ancient ice, with each feather exuding a chilling aura and fine frost flowers condensing at the edges; the right wing is crimson, as if cast from molten lava, with scorching air waves distorting the surrounding air and faintly sparking.

Ice and fire, two completely opposite energies, converge at the root of the wing bone. Instead of clashing and canceling each other out, they form a delicate balance, intertwining and flowing with each other, radiating a heart-palpitating pressure.

However, this strange balance only lasted for a few breaths.

Deep within the Little Fairy Doctor's dantian, the long-dormant black jade-colored poison pill suddenly trembled slightly.

The dormant source of the Calamity Poison Body seemed to be awakened by these ice and fire wings. A deep purplish-black energy quietly surged out like a stream, spreading along the meridians and quietly climbing up the unfolded dragon wings.

Chapter 268 The Wings of the Ice and Fire Poison Emperor!

Purple patterns, like living things, meander and grow on the ice-blue and crimson wings.

At first, there were only a few thin purple lines, but then they spread like a spider web, quickly covering most of the wings.

After the ice wings were stained with purple patterns, a strange, corrosive power was added to the chill; the fire wings were infused with purple light, and a deadly toxicity was added to the heat.

The three colors of energy began to collide, probe, and merge...

The temperature inside the room became extremely strange: frost had formed on the left wall, the right floor was scorched and cracked, while in the central area where Little Fairy Doctor was located, the air was a distorted purplish-gray, and even the light was slightly corroded and dimmed.

Ice, fire, and poison—three attributes that should normally restrain each other—have somehow achieved a fragile symbiosis on the dragon's wings.

Purple is no longer just an added pattern, but has been completely integrated into the wing membrane and bones, becoming the third primordial color alongside ice and fire.

Red, blue, and purple intertwine, creating a dazzling display.

The instant the three colors reached perfect balance, Little Fairy Doctor's declining cultivation level abruptly stopped, and then—

A reversal and a surge!

The barrier of the early stage of the Eight-Star Dou Zun, the peak of the early stage, and the mid-stage was broken through with a roar!

Mid-stage Eight-Star Dou Zun!

His aura was as stable as a mountain, without the slightest hint of weakness. His battle qi was as condensed as mercury, surging and roaring through his meridians.

The three-colored dragon wings behind him fluttered slightly but did not flap. Yet, a whirlwind carrying ice crystals, sparks, and pale purple poisonous mist suddenly rose up in the room and lingered for a long time.

Little Fairy Doctor slowly opened her eyes, a faint light of ice blue, crimson, and deep purple flashing across them before finally settling into clear, inky black.

She looked down at her fair hands and gently clenched them into fists.

Within his palm, the three energies of ice, fire, and poison swirled gently, as if controlled by his own limbs.

"I never imagined that such a pair of dragon wings contained such a vast power of ice and fire, which not only helped me break through the bottleneck, but also brought such an all-round boost."

Little Fairy Doctor stood quietly in the room, her eyes slightly closed, feeling the surging power within her body.

After the Ice-Fire Poison Emperor Wings were fully integrated into her, her attack, defense, speed, and even her battle qi recovery ability all received a terrifying boost of nearly three times.

Even more remarkably, she clearly sensed a significant increase in her resistance to ice and fire elemental battle qi. Meanwhile, the original poison originating from the Calamity Poison Body quietly merged with the power of the dragon wings, condensing deep within her wing bones into deadly cold poison and bone-corroding fire poison that could be unleashed at will.

"Anyone below the Dou Zun level will die upon contact. Even for a Dou Zun, it's... quite a decent trump card." She muttered to herself, her palm clenching loosely, a wisp of poisonous mist, a mixture of dark blue and crimson, swirling around her fingertips before dissipating.

With a thought, the pair of crystal-clear dragon wings, with their mysterious patterns, retracted into his body.

The faint smile that had appeared on Little Fairy Doctor's face due to her increased strength also quietly faded away.

She stood still for a moment, as if weighing something, before finally pushing open the door and heading straight for the familiar door at the end of the corridor.

In front of the door, a soft yet resilient energy light membrane appears and disappears, isolating the inside from the outside.

Above the door was a plain note, the ink elegant and clear, it was indeed the master's handwriting:

"Secluded meditation is crucial; do not disturb during this critical period."

[Master is at a crucial juncture in his seclusion...]

[The timing is perfect.]

She stood before the barrier for a long time, her gaze shifting uncertainly, her fingertips unconsciously brushing against her sleeve.

Finally, she seemed to have made up her mind, turned and left, her steps quickening as she walked, her skirt trailing across the smooth ground without making a sound.

Inside the alchemy room, the air was filled with the fragrance of herbs. Cao Ying was holding her breath, carefully manipulating a wisp of green flame to nurture the nascent pill in the furnace.

Suddenly, she heard a series of hurried footsteps approaching from afar. Before she could even look up, her wrist was grabbed by a force.

"Senior sister, hurry! It will be too late if we don't leave now!" Little Fairy Doctor's voice was extremely low, filled with genuine panic, and even a hint of trembling could be heard.

Cao Ying's heart skipped a beat, and the flames in her hand nearly went out of control: "What's wrong? What happened? What about Master..."

The first person she thought of was her strictest master.

"Stop asking! While Master is still in seclusion and can't detect any outside movements, hurry home and go to the Cao family to avoid them!" Little Fairy Doctor spoke quickly, her eyes scanning the door warily, as if danger was about to strike.

Cao Ying was taken aback at first, and then a chill ran down her spine.

Although she did not know the specific reason, she had spent a long time with this junior sister and knew that she was calm and composed. She would never lose her composure like this unless there was a really terrible disaster imminent.

Then, thinking back to the days when he traveled, he recalled the audacious things he had done behind his master's back... If the truth came out, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Fear and trust in her junior sister intertwined, leading her to make a decision in an instant.

She pressed her hands firmly on Little Fairy Doctor's shoulders, her knuckles turning slightly white from the force, her expression more solemn than ever before: "Junior Sister, I cannot thank you enough! I, Cao Ying, will remember your kindness today! If you ever need anything in the future, I will go through fire and water for you without hesitation!"