Chapter 53: I Have a Storm Intestine

Xiao Xian glanced at the direction where Xiao Jue had vanished, and slowly closed their eyes.

Xiao Jue and they are two halves of one, barely able to communicate with each other.

But that's the only limit; they cannot directly control Xiao Jue's body, nor share its senses.

From now on, it must rely on itself.

Human-faced Demon Spider.

Is it you who are special, or is it because Tang San that you became special?

We'll find out soon, right?

Hope the Dragon Lord lends some strength.

"…"

More than half an hour passed.

Snake Matriarch Chao Tianxiang ultimately found no clues related to the Phoenix-tail Rooster‑crested Snake, and reluctantly returned.

She deliberately avoided the area where Xiao Xian and the others were, after all she is only a Soul Emperor.

That Soul Saint's martial soul is the Mighty Vajra Bear.

There aren't many Soul Saints with the Mighty Vajra Bear; she happens to know one, but that one is notoriously ferocious!

Xiao Xian did not let Xiao Jue approach them, only had it sense the direction of Sunlight Spores from afar, until it detected a third person.

Then, near them, it checked whether there was a spider.

Just unfortunately.

None.

Xiao Jue marked their location, then from a distance scattered a ring of Sunlight Spores around them, quietly returned, and directly turned into a violet light that slipped into Xiao Xian's body.

"…"

Xiao Xian shook their head at the long‑awaited Tang San, indicating they hadn't found a suitable one.

Xiao Wu's complexion wasn't good either, meaning they still need to linger here; perhaps they'll encounter that Soul Fighter at any moment.

Not long after.

Oscar finally woke up, exhaled, and his peach‑blossom eyes opened.

In an instant, three soul rings rose from his body upward; besides the original two yellow ones, a bright violet soul ring emerged, emitting a thrilling sense of a raging storm.

Oscar finally became a Soul Elder.

"Congratulations," Zhao Wuji smiled at them.

"Congratulations, congratulations! Xiao Ao, quickly show us—what is your Third Soul Technique?" Dai Mubai wrapped an arm around Oscar's shoulder, smiling likewise, and asked impatiently.

Oscar was excited, but his expression turned briefly sour, "Forget it, let's go back and talk later."

Having just obtained the Third Soul Technique, he feared he couldn't suppress the Soul Spell.

If that happens, he'll be embarrassed again.

Zhao Wuji's face held a teasing smile: "Xiao Ao, what are you afraid of? Your Soul Spell control isn't bad, is it? Release it and let us see!"

Ma Hongjun hammered him with a punch, saying, "Exactly! To get you a soul ring, the brothers have been exhausted for so long—show us the results quickly!"

Oscar looked at Xiao Xian as if pleading.

But he saw Xiao Xian's face full of expectation.

Oscar finally nodded helplessly, "Alright, alright, let's see."

Everyone turned to Oscar, even the usually cold Zhu Zhuqing looked a bit curious.

Oscar pushed Dai Mubai aside, focused completely, raised his right hand, remained silent for over ten seconds, then uttered the Soul Spell: "I have…"

The first three words were clear, but the last few were vague.

Including Xiao Xian, no one heard it clearly.

Only Zhao Wuji wore a smile.

"Swoosh—!"

Soul power condensed, and a blue‑black sausage covered with cloud patterns appeared in his palm.

Faintly, a few strands of wind could still be seen winding around it.

"What's the effect of your Storm Intestine? It even has a tattoo?" Zhao Wuji teased.

Upon hearing that, Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun instantly understood and burst into hearty laughter.

The others were a bit bewildered.

Oscar couldn't help but say, "Compared to the first two, this one's much better!"

"And the effect…" Oscar blinked, a hint of pride on his face, looking at Xiao Xian, "Brother Xian, want to try?"

"Sure." Xiao Xian raised a hand, condensing wind into a line.

"Whoosh—!"

Ten meters away, the Storm Intestine in Oscar's hand instantly fell into his palm.

"Senior brother's Suction Palm is getting steadier," Tang San said with a hint of envy.

Oscar was also startled, looking enviously at Xiao Xian, and also a bit eager to see his reaction after eating it.

Xiao Xian took a bite, and the whole Storm Intestine turned into a cool breeze that surged from his throat into his arms.

But in an instant, silver cloud patterns sprouted on Xiao Xian's arms.

"Buzz—!"

The cloud patterns in an instant unleashed a raging storm, but quickly softened into a faint breeze that actually lifted Xiao Xian up.

"Flying...?!" Ning Rongrong stared at the airborne Xiao Xian, shocked.

Support‑type Soul Masters' flight assistance usually doesn't appear until at least the sixth Soul Technique!

Oscar, this is only the Third Ring!

Everyone was a little stunned, even Zhao Wuji.

Xiao Xian now deftly spun a few circles in the air, his speed looking swift, like a lark, then he quietly descended.

A faint smile appeared on his face, and he didn't expose Oscar.

No wonder; he let himself try it first.

But this light‑body effect is indeed good.

If combined with Violent Step, it can save him over 99% of his soul power, and its agility is even stronger than on land.

Ning Rongrong saw Xiao Xian's soaring effect, her gaze filled with complex, indescribable emotions.

Tang San's soul power progress is beyond her reach, and Oscar's soul skill effect leaves her speechless.

Soul Elder, even though she strives to become a Soul Elder before she turns fourteen.

Can her Qibao Liuli Tower compare to Oscar's current effect?

"Oscar, let me try!" Ma Hongjun said excitedly.

His martial soul is a phoenix, but so far it cannot fly, and Dai Mubai has often mocked him as a fat chicken.

Oscar's face fell, but under Ma Hongjun's urging, he reluctantly made another Storm Intestine.

Ma Hongjun couldn't wait to eat it, and cloud patterns sprouted on both arms.

Then the silver cloud pattern also surged a raging storm, but… it didn't become gentle.

"Ah… Boom!" Ma Hongjun's body shot straight up, twisting wildly in the air, and soon crashed into a tree.

"No way, Oscar, what's this crappy soul skill!"

Ma Hongjun clung tightly to the tree, his face flushed red, and the raging storm still blew wildly from his arms downward.

Leaves and dust swirled up.

"Cough… cough…!"

Everyone hurriedly dispersed.

"No way, little Oscar, what does this soul skill actually do?!" Dai Mubai said irritably upon seeing the scene.

Xiao Xian spoke up to explain: "Oscar's soul skill effect is the cloud pattern of the Storm Lark; a Soul Master can use the cloud pattern to control a storm."

"Flying is certainly possible, but it requires finer control."

"Speed, agility, all depend on the Soul Master themselves."

"One could say, the stronger a Soul Master's mastery of soul power and body after eating a Storm Intestine, the stronger this soul skill becomes."

"Overall, it's a decent soul skill."

"As for duration…"

Xiao Xian looked at Oscar.

Oscar proudly said, "Xiao's words are correct; the fatty just can't manage it himself, yet blames my soul skill! As for now, it lasts about five minutes, and for every ten levels of soul power, it gains an extra minute!"

"And speed—you just saw Xiao's speed; at its fastest it can rival a lark! Hehe, five minutes of lark speed!" Oscar chuckled, looking very pleased.

Everyone was left dazed by Oscar's hype.

Some were even shocked.

Five minutes of lark speed… if you were to flee, you'd probably run tens of thousands of meters!

Ma Hongjun, still clinging to the tree, shouted angrily, "If it's that strong, Oscar, eat one yourself and demonstrate for us like Xiao does!"

Oscar's face darkened, and he stammered.

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