"This..." Mandala was briefly stunned when she saw Xiao Yan hand over both cultivation methods so casually. While the Ice God Body was already an impressive Supreme Body, the Great Sun Undying Body was even more so—powerful and deeply tied to the cultivation path of the Eternal Undying Body. Yet this guy... didn't even seem remotely tempted?
"Just take them already. Why are you acting so wishy-washy? You've taken the benefits, now do your damn job properly." Xiao Yan rolled his eyes at her hesitation. If it weren't for the fact that he was rejected by the rules of this world and couldn't cultivate any Supreme Body himself, there was no way he'd hand over such valuable things.
Since he couldn't use them anyway, keeping them would only be a burden. Giving them away now could earn him some goodwill, and that was always worth it.
"Thanks." As the saying goes, you grow soft toward those who feed you, and short-handed toward those who give you gifts. After receiving the scroll, Mandala and Qing Tan's attitudes improved significantly. With her petite frame and bashful mannerisms, Mandala even looked a bit adorable in that moment. Seeing this, the corners of Xiao Yan's lips curved up in amusement as he casually picked up another scroll. "If you really want to thank me, then work harder in the future."
"Work harder? How—" Mandala started to ask, but her words froze halfway through as she saw the name of the scroll in Xiao Yan's hand. Her little face immediately turned crimson.
Seeing her reaction, Xiao Yan blinked in confusion and glanced down at the scroll. Then his expression froze as well.
It was a dual cultivation technique.
"...Pervert," Qing Tan muttered under her breath. Despite having grown used to Xiao Yan's unusual quirks, she still found this pretty ridiculous. And he wasn't even trying to avoid suspicion—flipping open such a thing right in front of the two of them?
"Ugh..." Xiao Yan gave an awkward cough and was just about to toss the scroll aside when the Voice of the Plane suddenly rang out in his mind.
"Wait, don't throw it away! This thing is actually good for you!"
"Huh?" Xiao Yan's face twitched. It was just a dual cultivation method—how could it possibly be useful to him? But the Plane Spirit kept urging him, describing all the benefits. Left with no choice, Xiao Yan hesitated for a moment, then unrolled the scroll titled Dragon Phoenix Art under the confused gazes of the two girls.
The moment the scroll opened, a pink mist exploded outward, instantly engulfing the three of them. An odd heat began to rise within their hearts. Qing Tan and Mandala hadn't fully understood what was going on yet, but Xiao Yan—having experienced such things far too many times—immediately realized what it was.
He hurriedly tried to circulate his spiritual energy to suppress the heat, even drawing on the power of the Ice Ancestor Symbol to maintain his composure. But it was still hard to endure.
Qing Tan and Mandala, however, couldn't resist at all. Before Xiao Yan could stabilize himself, they had already thrown him to the ground.
Xiao Yan understood then: this time, he wasn't going to escape. With his final shred of rationality, he transferred everyone into the Heavenly Tomb, where things would at least be safer. And just before losing control, he cursed internally, 'Plane Spirit, you damn scam artist...'
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No one knew how much time had passed before Xiao Yan slowly came back to his senses. He looked at the chaotic scene in front of him and couldn't help but sigh while his lips twitched. At this point, he was seriously beginning to wonder if he had some kind of special constitution that caused him to fall into this kind of trouble again and again...
What surprised him most was that aside from Mandala and Qing Tan, even Xiao Yao had fallen into a deep sleep.
Apparently, this little creature had taken the chance to jump in while he was still unconscious from the madness. Thinking of that, Xiao Yan could only shake his head helplessly. This little thing sure had a keen sense for timing.
Looking at the three girls still asleep, Xiao Yan sighed again. Then he pulled out several black robes from his storage artifact and gently draped them over each of them.
Afterward, he summoned the Plane Spirit into the open and gave her a harsh scolding with some newly learned tricks. The Plane Spirit pouted pitifully, claiming she didn't know the scroll had a trap laid into it.
But in fairness to her, she hadn't been entirely wrong either.
That Dragon Phoenix Art really did offer significant benefits. Unlike normal dual cultivation techniques that merely enhanced spiritual energy, this one had an additional, rare feature: it allowed the user to temporarily adopt the physiques of their partners. And if one practiced it long-term, they could even permanently assimilate these physiques.
Granted, such physiques—acquired second-hand—would only be incomplete versions, much like how he could only enter a pseudo-Heart Demon state using the Heart Demon Pill. Still, even a partial version of a rare physique was an extraordinary trump card.
Currently, Xiao Yan could temporarily shift into the Ancient Mandala Flower physique, the Ice Spirit physique and Fire Spirit physique from Qing Tan, and even the Plane Spirit's own unique constitution.
While these abilities weren't immediately useful, Xiao Yan knew better than anyone how critical such options could become in desperate times.
Moreover, even though he hadn't actively cultivated the Dragon Phoenix Art, his spiritual energy had involuntarily flowed along the meridians outlined by the technique during that bizarre fog. In effect, he had already completed the art's first stage—unintentionally.
Now he finally understood why the Plane Spirit had insisted the technique was worth keeping. After all, back in the Dou Qi Continent, many of Xiao Yan's closest companions had rare physiques themselves.
Zi Yan with her Dragon Phoenix Body, Qing Lin with her Jade Snake Three-Flower Eyes, Cai Lin with her Nine-Colored Heaven Swallowing Python, and Xiao Yixian with her Woeful Poison Body...
Each one of these physiques would be considered heaven-defying even in the Great Thousand World. Just having one would be an enormous advantage. But what if someone could wield them all?
With that realization, Xiao Yan's previous frustration quickly turned into satisfaction.
Seeing his mood lift, the Plane Spirit muttered softly, "You clearly enjoyed it, and yet you're blaming me... So shameless..."
"If you say one more word, I'll make sure you can't wake up for a whole month." Though the voice had been quiet, there was no hiding from Xiao Yan's senses. Of course he wasn't going to let the main culprit off easily. After scaring her into silence and getting her to promise not to talk back again, Xiao Yan brought the three women out of the Heavenly Tomb.
(End of Chapter)
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