Chapter 949

"The Dao Lord truly possesses boundless magic—he can bestow such a physique as if it were nothing."

The herbal aunt praised, then tested the flow of the cultivation technique, her smile deepening.

The potential of this body far exceeded her expectations.

The technique's circulation speed is dozens of times faster than her previous body's; if her realm were higher, the efficiency would be even greater.

"Aunt Yao, you should cultivate the Martial Path too. The upper limit of Martial Path techniques is far higher than that of Battle Qi."

The herbal aunt nodded: "Alright."

Xiao Yan then transmitted the cultivation technique she herself practiced.

The herbal aunt pondered the technique, her heart even more shaken.

Compared to the primitive nature of Battle Qi, this Immortal Martial Path is vastly superior.

"No wonder the second major realm equals the Battle Saint realm—this path is extraordinary."

As the herbal aunt praised, she was about to begin cultivation when Xiao Yan handed her a vial of elixir.

"Aunt Yao, these are the elixirs crafted by Brother Taixuan—they aid cultivation. You'll soon reach the same '387' strength as I have. Once your power is sufficient, we'll go find the Strange Flames."

"Exchange them for resources, then ascend to the higher realm." Xiao Yan grew more excited as she spoke.

Not just her—the herbal aunt also grew excited.

"Good."

She took the elixir and began cultivation.

In just half a day, the herbal aunt's strength reached the peak of True Qi realm.

This level of power far surpassed what she had before her death, filling her with unprecedented security.

"Incredible—can elixirs really be refined to this degree? No wonder they're crafted by beings above Battle Emperor level; no Battle Qi continent alchemist could match this."

"Yan'er, sell this Bone Spirit Flame first," the herbal aunt said upon emerging from seclusion, finding Xiao Yan as a cold white flame appeared in her hand.

Xiao Yan was startled: "Aunt Yao, aren't you keeping this flame for alchemy?"

"With True Qi fire, why need any other flame?" The herbal aunt looked proud. "Besides, I still have the Phoenix Flame!"

With a flick of her hand, a tamed Phoenix Flame appeared in her other hand.

Xiao Yan nodded: "Alright then."

She used True Qi to lift the Strange Flame and opened the Shangcheng.

The Strange Flame was still violent.

But that was only true for ordinary Battle Qi cultivators.

For Xiao Yan now, the Strange Flame's power was merely average.

【Ding, you sold Bone Spirit Flame and gained 500,000 points.】

"500,000 points—not bad," Xiao Yan's eyes brightened. "It must be because the flame contains cosmic laws."

Otherwise, a flame whose power was merely average to her would never fetch such value.

She looked at the herbal aunt and explained the Strange Flame's worth.

The herbal aunt pondered: "If so, Strange Flames are quite valuable. Tomorrow, let's set out to find others."

"Alright," Xiao Yan nodded. "I'll brew some elixirs at home today, so everyone's strength can improve."

She thought for a moment, then realized something was off.

If family members took elixirs she brewed, their cultivation wouldn't advance nearly that fast.

"Better to buy Brother Taixuan's elixirs." In the end, Xiao Yan opened the Shangcheng and purchased elixirs. "Never thought I'd be an alchemist who still has to buy medicine from other alchemists."

She found her father.

"Father, I'm going on a trip soon."

"A trip?" Xiao Fu frowned. "Your strength is still too low—it's too dangerous to travel."

He felt deep concern for his daughter.

Once a genius, she had never expected her Battle Qi to vanish for no reason, turning her from prodigy into a waste.

He had tried every method, yet nothing changed; in the end, he could only let it be.

Xiao Yan smiled: "My strength is quite good now."

She condensed her aura—and Xiao Fu felt as if he were a tiny boat battered by stormy waves, one misstep away from total destruction.

He had never felt such an aura before; he stared, dumbfounded.

"Did you recover? Or did you break through?"

"You've recovered—and broken through?"