While Xiao Yan was out traveling, the Four Pavilion Grand Assembly—jointly held by the Four Great Pavilions—officially began. This session's location was chosen by the Myriad Sword Pavilion, so members of the Four Pavilions had arrived early at the designated area to prepare for the upcoming grand competition.
However, just as the event was about to start, the Pavilion Master of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion, Venerable Lei, suddenly received a startling message. Without hesitation, he publicly withdrew from the competition and rushed back to his sect's headquarters. The moment he arrived and saw the condition of his sect, he was so enraged that he coughed up blood and collapsed on the spot.
The fame of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion on the Dou Qi Continent was built entirely upon their unique Wind and Thunder Force. To cultivate this power, their disciples required external assistance from the forces of nature.
The headquarters of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion was situated in the Wind and Thunder Mountain Range, a unique geographic location that naturally gathered wind and thunder elemental energy. To enhance this effect, they had even planted thunder-infused trees throughout the range. Most importantly, the Pavilion's central symbol—Heavenly Thunder Tower—was constructed entirely from condensed thunder energy.
But now, the Wind and Thunder Mountain Range's elemental energy was gone. The thunder trees, the Heavenly Thunder Tower, the core of the sect's heritage—everything had been drained of power. Even worse, all their treasure vaults, cultivation techniques, Dou Skills, and rare medicinal materials had been looted. The devastation left the entire Pavilion stunned and infuriated.
No one had expected that someone would dare rob the Wind and Thunder Pavilion so thoroughly—let alone possess the means to erase the mountain's natural thunder energy. This was nothing less than destroying the sect's very foundation! Although alternative methods existed to gather thunder energy, they were far less efficient and could never fully replace what was lost.
Not long after regaining consciousness, Venerable Lei was hit with more bad news: all three of the Pavilion's subsidiary branches had suffered the same fate. Even more terrifying, none of the stationed high-star Dou Zong guardians had noticed a thing. That meant one chilling truth—the culprit had to be at least a Dou Zun!
"Find them!" Venerable Lei roared, trembling with fury. "No matter who did this, if I find out, I will rip them to shreds!"
Meanwhile, the culprit in question—Xiao Yan—was leisurely sorting through the stolen treasures. The rare ingredients and resources he had, of course, claimed for himself. As for the cultivation techniques and Dou Skills, he dismissed them all as garbage. Only one technique, Three Thousand Lightning Illusion Body, barely qualified as useful, but he already possessed superior techniques and couldn't be bothered with it.
"What a bunch of worthless junk. Just like their so-called Wind and Thunder Force. Whatever, I'll pack it up and send it to Second Brother—he might find it useful," Xiao Yan muttered, tossing the stolen techniques into the corner of his spatial ring. As for the missing elemental energy, he had completely absorbed it using his Black Dragon Devours Spirit Hand.
Xiao Yan had discovered while refining pills that this technique could absorb and utilize lightning energy. Given that the Wind and Thunder Pavilion was founded on thunder power, he decided to devour the entire mountain's elemental reservoir.
The result? Centuries' worth of thunder energy gone in an instant—and all he got was a bump up to the peak of six-star Dou Zun.
"Tch, worthless Wind and Thunder Pavilion," Xiao Yan cursed. "Centuries of gathering thunder energy, and it's not even worth a few eighth-tier pills."
If Venerable Lei and the others knew that not only had Xiao Yan stolen everything, but also dismissed it all as "not enough," they would probably cough up even more blood from sheer rage.
With only three months left before the date Yao Lao had given him, Xiao Yan needed to seize the time wisely. Given his current talent and the fact that Flame Mantra had evolved to Intermediate Heaven Tier, breaking through to seven-star Dou Zun within that period should be achievable. Eight stars, however, was likely out of reach. To speed up his progress, he would have to look elsewhere for power.
Xiao Yan considered his options. Other than getting lucky with a top-ten Heavenly Flame, he had two paths: further cultivating the Infinite Void Demon Body, or enhancing his soul power.
The first path was quickly ruled out. Even with his strength, reaching the introductory level of the Infinite Void Demon Body had been a monumental feat. Advancing further in the short term was nearly impossible. Though he could try triggering the blood fiend aura within his body to force progress, that method was far too dangerous.
That left only the second option—soul cultivation.
At present, Xiao Yan's soul strength had already reached the late Spirit Realm, nearly touching the threshold of Soul Perfection. This was astonishing, considering that the Nine-Turn Soul Refinement Technique he used was a genuine Heaven Tier soul cultivation method—one of the most potent of its kind on the continent.
Among eighth-tier alchemists, Xiao Yan's soul strength was unrivaled. Yet he was not satisfied. If he could push his soul into the Heavenly Soul Realm, his combat power would soar dramatically.
But unlike Dou Qi, increasing soul power was far more difficult. Without proper techniques, even a Dou Zun would struggle to enter the Spirit Realm, let alone reach the level Xiao Yan had. Even with the Nine-Turn Soul Refinement Technique, he estimated it would still take quite some time to make that final breakthrough.
Unless… he relied on other means.
Fortunately, Xiao Yan knew of several methods to hasten soul development. After all, in his previous life, he had nearly stepped into the Dou Di realm. His experiences and knowledge surpassed even Yao Lao's. Back in the Jia Ma Empire, he had been shackled by geography. Now in the Central Plains, his talents could finally flourish.
Raising his gaze, Xiao Yan looked toward the distant horizon. From his past life's memory, he clearly remembered a nearby branch of the Hall of Souls. Inside that division was a treasure capable of propelling his soul power into the Heavenly Realm.
With his current strength, eliminating one branch of the Hall of Souls would be child's play.
"Let's consider this a little interest payment," Xiao Yan muttered with a cold smile. He pulled out a black robe and slipped it on. Then, without hesitation, he shot off toward the direction of the Hall of Souls' division.
(End of Chapter)
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