novelraw Chapter 35 This overwhelming wealth has finally come to me.
Chapter 35 This overwhelming wealth has finally come to me.
The deathly silence inside the tent had lasted for a full twelve breaths.
Lin Xiaofan's mind was racing, repeatedly processing Ji Ying's earth-shattering request for "dual cultivation."
Old Xian suddenly flicked his electronic fishtail, breaking the silence:
【Row】
Lin Xiaofan whirled around, glaring at the salted fish: "Is it because you practice dual cultivation? You think you're 'good enough'?"
It really works, trust me.
[Your souls were once intertwined. Although I severed them, the essence remains, and you are highly compatible. Dual cultivation can indeed help the girl prolong her life!]
Upon hearing this, Lin Xiaofan turned his gaze back to Ji Ying.
The girl rested her head on her knees and nodded weakly.
Seeing her fragile appearance, Lin Xiaofan's doubts dissipated considerably.
He asked in a deep voice, "Then how exactly will it be carried out?"
Old Xian's fish eyes instantly lit up with an ambiguous pink: [Hey, never been to the Hehuan Sect? Well, at least you've seen it~ You just need to undress, and then… um!]
Before she could finish speaking, Lin Xiaofan had already grabbed her fish head with lightning speed.
"Don't say that, it won't pass censorship."
[Waaah! (Let me go!)] Old Xian thrashed wildly in his palm.
Just then, the sesame ball, which had been tucked into Lin Xiaofan's sleeve, bounced out. Its round body landed beside Ji Ying's wrist, and it sniffed the air.
"I think...this woman is a little bit dead..."
Lin Xiaofan and Lao Xian looked over at the same time.
Ji Ying's complexion was even worse than before—it had only been pale, but now her lips were a deathly bluish-purple. She curled up slightly, her fingertips trembling uncontrollably.
"Stop messing around, Lao Xian! Be serious!" Lin Xiaofan released the fish's mouth, grabbed its body, and shook it vigorously. "Quickly use your invincible, omnipotent think of a solution!"
[Don't shake... I'm... I'm searching!]
A short while later, Old Xian was enveloped in a blue light: [Found it, this is the one!]
A semi-transparent panel popped up in front of Lin Xiaofan with a "whoosh":
【《The Secret Techniques of the Aoyang》: 3999 Rebellion Points/Book (The Joyous Union Sect? I'll make sure she never leaves alive!)
What the hell?
Lin Xiaofan's lips twitched.
This technique looks undeniably wicked and unorthodox.
But Old Salty, though talkative and playful, never acts recklessly when it matters.
exchange.
A virtual booklet emitting a soft, warm glow instantly merged into his consciousness.
Before I could even flip through it, Old Xian had already rushed over:
[Learning this slowly and deliberately is too late. Listen carefully—the core of this technique lies in "transforming hardness into softness, and using softness to overcome hardness." First, figure out how to soften your true energy, and I'll act as a temporary conduit for your souls to connect!]
Before he finished speaking, Old Xian's body surged with blue electronic light, completely enveloping the fish. After a strange sound of data distortion, the crystal body transformed into a flowing, translucent blue band of light.
One end of the light band wrapped around Lin Xiaofan's wrist pulse point, while the other end was pressed against Ji Ying's chest.
[Support in place! Get your damage output going!]
Lin Xiaofan immediately composed himself and devoted all his energy to regulating his meridians according to the operating route of the "Secret Yang Technique".
He had to gradually break down and soften that cold, hard true essence until it became a gentle form that Ji Ying's mortal body could withstand.
This is an extremely delicate and mentally taxing micromanagement task.
In the initial stage, the true essence is like a wild horse that has broken free of its reins. As soon as it leaves the body, it is wrapped in a bone-chilling and violent coldness and scatters and crashes in all directions.
Left with no other choice, Lin Xiaofan had to repeatedly rework it, painstakingly polishing it into a trickle of water.
As time went on, his skills became more and more proficient.
The softened true essence flowed continuously into Ji Ying's heart along the blue bridge formed by the old man, transforming into pure life force that nourished her withered body.
As Ji Ying's complexion gradually faded from bluish-purple and regained a healthy rosy glow, Lin Xiaofan was about to breathe a sigh of relief when a tearing pain suddenly exploded in his heart!
The pain came without warning, like a red-hot knife violently churning inside my internal organs.
"Are you alright?!" Old Xian noticed his breathing had become erratic and called out anxiously.
Lin Xiaofan's forehead instantly broke out in a cold sweat, but he just shook his head silently and gritted his teeth—he could still hold on.
Stop pretending!
There was a hint of exasperation in Lao Xian's voice.
This book, "The Secret Technique of the Deep Yang," possesses pure Yang attributes. Your Extreme Cold Body has only just achieved minor mastery; you should have avoided it—
"Life is mostly unsatisfactory..." Lin Xiaofan tugged at the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile that was more like a grimace. "What should be, should be, and what is, is... Don't worry, I haven't blown that mad dog's head off yet, I won't die."
He took a deep breath and increased his true energy output once again.
Time passed by, second by second.
Ji Ying's breathing finally became steady and long, and her condition completely improved.
But as a price to pay, Lin Xiaofan's body has reached its limit.
His skin cracked open, revealing fine, bloody streaks that stained his clothes crimson. Moreover, the extreme cold of his Daoist body, suppressed and backfired by the pure Yang cultivation technique, caused the originally restrained chilling aura to seep out through the cracks in his flesh, condensing into tiny ice crystals in the air.
You idiot...
After confirming that Ji Ying was out of danger, Lao Xian quickly severed the connection between them.
Losing his support, Lin Xiaofan's vision went black, and he collapsed heavily to the ground, his mind instantly becoming hazy.
In a daze, he felt something frantically poking his cheek.
Hey! Don't you dare fall asleep! I don't want to inherit your "Battle Royale" legacy!
Old Xian hovered beside his face, constantly slapping his nose with his fish tail.
He could still hear Maqiu's anxious squeaks, and the little guy kept circling around his neck.
Lin Xiaofan wanted to speak to comfort him, but his consciousness plummeted downwards on its own, and one foot had already stepped into the cold, dark abyss.
However, just when he thought he was about to fall into a coma, he was suddenly enveloped by a strange warmth.
The warmth did not come from the outside world, but emanated from his own gaping wounds.
【This is……】
Old Xian stopped fiddling with the objects and stared blankly at the scene before him.
A dazzling golden light emanated from the fine cracks on Lin Xiaofan's skin.
The golden light and the icy blue aura did not repel each other; instead, they blended together, eventually forming a strange spectacle of blue streams mixed with golden dust, enveloping him in a sacred and mysterious halo.
The temperature inside the tent gradually approached a perfect balance between warm and cold.
You rascal…
The old man's electronic eyes flashed with complex data streams, and his voice was so low that only he could hear it.
What exactly is the soul...? Why does it always find a way out when it is constantly rejected by the "world"...?
She fell silent, hovering quietly to the side, waiting for Lin Xiaofan to complete this transformation that had turned misfortune into blessing.
After an unknown amount of time, Lin Xiaofan slowly awoke from his deep coma.
What catches the eye is the soft, silvery-white downy fur of the hemp ball.
To make him more comfortable, the little guy deliberately swelled up, wrapping his whole body half-covered in the warmth of his belly.
Lin Xiaofan smiled knowingly and tried to prop himself up—but his arms went limp and he fell heavily back into the pile of fluff.
Old Salt, who had been cautiously circling around, flew over upon hearing the sound and slapped his shoulder with his fishtail:
Don't move around too much. Your physical body and meridians have just undergone reconstruction; they're as fragile as potato chips.
At this moment, Maqiu twisted its neck and carefully pushed a porcelain bowl filled with clear water towards it with the tip of its nose.
Lin Xiaofan gently stroked the little guy's head, then drank the bowl in one gulp. The cool water slid down his throat, instantly easing the lingering heat in his body.
He put down his bowl and looked around the empty tent: "She's gone?"
"Yes, she knew that staying here any longer would arouse suspicion, so she asked me to give this to you."
Lin Xiaofan followed the old man's gaze and looked down, only then noticing a golden dragon-patterned token lying quietly beside his legs. The token was warm to the touch, and the five-clawed golden dragon carved on it was lifelike, exuding an imposing royal aura.
Seeing this, Lao Xian immediately reverted to his sly demeanor, circling the token intently.
[Wow, you're really something! In just one day, you've gone from an unknown nobody to royalty! When you go to the capital, you'll be able to walk around like a madman!]
Lin Xiaofan rolled his eyes: "I'm not a crab, why should I walk sideways?" With that, he carefully put the dragon-patterned token into his pocket.
【Why!】
Old Xian leaned closer, his tone full of gossip.
[That girl even kissed your forehead before she left, and that tender look in her eyes...tsk tsk tsk... Confess honestly, weren't you two always together?]
"You mean before you were hit and thrown into the air?" Lin Xiaofan rubbed his temples, trying to search his memory. "No... I was an orphan, with no relatives or friends. I was always either trying to make a living or on my way to make a living. When I had a spare moment, I would stay in my small rented room reading. I didn't have time for romance."
Tch, boring.
Old Xian curled his lip.
I thought I was going to get some juicy gossip about you...
"Then forget about it, my 'melon' can't be guaranteed to be ripe."
With a rebuttal, Lin Xiaofan braced himself against Maqiu's back and tried to stand up again. His legs were still trembling, but at least he managed to stand up this time.
He let out a long sigh and habitually activated his dantian.
The next second—his eyes widened suddenly.
The body's meridians no longer contain a single, extremely cold energy, but rather a powerful river current that is both warm and cold, surging endlessly!
"This sense of power... mid-stage fusion?!"
【Ha, making a fuss over nothing... Try condensing an ice blade again】
Lin Xiaofan was puzzled, but still raised his right hand as instructed.
A chilling current gathered in his palm, and an ice blade quickly took shape. However, the instant the blade solidified, its outer edge was suddenly enveloped in a layer of blazing, leaping golden flames!
Seeing Lin Xiaofan's dumbfounded expression, Lao Xian finally couldn't help but laugh out loud:
[Hahaha! Your luck is getting more and more outrageous every day. You've actually stumbled upon the perfect example of mutual restraint and tolerance!]
"Mutual restraint and coexistence?" Lin Xiaofan lightly waved the ice blade in his hand.
Swah——
A terrifying shockwave of intertwined ice and fire instantly slashed out, precisely grazing the solid wood table not far away. The surface of the table froze into an ice sculpture in an instant, and then that layer of ice strangely spontaneously combusted, turning into ashes in a flash.
"This...this strong?!" Lin Xiaofan gasped.
Are you still surprised now?
[Wasn't it you yourself who suggested the "balance of cold and warmth" principle when you had Su Lang eat the Ice Heart Flower raw?]
"But I was just making that up..." Lin Xiaofan stared incredulously at the blade in his hand, where ice and fire blended perfectly at the tip without any repulsion.
Regardless, it's thanks to your previous consumption of a large quantity of pristine Ice Heart Flowers that your pure Yang energy was able to integrate into your extremely cold Dao body...
Old Xian paused, then his tone suddenly became serious.
Oh, perhaps it's time to put it another way—give your new Dao body a name.
"Name?" Lin Xiaofan stroked his chin, feeling the chilling yet magnificent pressure within his body. "Then it shall be called... Radiant Dao Body."
[The Radiant Dao Body... The Radiant True Essence...]
Savor the old salt carefully.
[Great name, it has style]
"I suspect you're subtly criticizing me..."
Before the words were finished—
[Rebelliousness Value +50]
[Rebelliousness Value +50]
[Rebelliousness Value +50]
……
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"Wow!" Lin Xiaofan's eyes lit up. "The 'fish feed' we threw in has finally yielded results!"
[Hiss... You actually made it in time...]
Old Xian joked, but his voice was full of barely suppressed excitement.
Come on, this salted fish can't wait to level up!