Chapter 132: Spiritual Flame Nuclear Bomb

Qing Lin solemnly accepted the jade pendant and nodded deeply. "I understand, Young Master. No matter what happens in the future, you are still my Young Master—always have been, always will be."

Slowly retreating, he descended gently to the ground. Xiao Yan gave Qing Lin a slight nod and waved his hand softly. "Go."

Qing Lin stood atop the massive body of the Eight-Winged Black Snake Emperor, whose eight wings flapped, carrying her toward the horizon.

"You know what happens when you deceive me," Xiao Yan's warning voice echoed into the Eight-Winged Black Snake Emperor's heart. Though Xiao Yan was merely a Great Battle Master, the Eight-Winged Black Snake Emperor was startled within.

Without daring to argue, it slunk away from the Jia Ma Empire's border.

Seeing the Eight-Winged Black Snake Emperor depart, Hai Bodong walked to Xiao Yan's side and comforted him. "Perhaps staying with them will be better for that little girl—there is a legacy suited to her there."

A Sage Emperor's legacy! Combined with the rare Qi San Hua Tong physique, it's certain that years from now, a Qi San Hua Tong powerhouse will emerge.

"I hope so. Otherwise…" Xiao Yan's eyes flickered with a sharp killing intent.

Suddenly, a crack appeared in Space. Mao Wu emerged from it. Alongside Mao Wu floated a small skull, inside which rested the Origin Flame Seed of Qing Lotus Earth Core Fire!

Xiao Yan controlled the Origin Flame Seed with immense Soul Force, preventing it from erupting.

Xiao Yan had never used Qing Lotus Earth Core Fire—not because he wouldn't, but because he had entrusted it to Mao Wu, hiding it within Space all along.

Just a single spark from Bone Spirit Cold Fire had frozen the entire Di Xia Shi Jie. What would happen if the Origin Flame Seeds of Qing Lotus Earth Core Fire and Void Swallowing Flame's sub-flame collided?

This was Xiao Yan's final trump card. If negotiations ultimately failed, the Eight-Winged Black Snake Emperor would know the consequences.

Xiao Yan used his Soul Force to draw the Qing Lotus Earth Core Fire back into his Nai Ling. Though Hai Bodong did not know what that black cat was, his Battle Emperor instincts told him: had negotiations collapsed, something terrifying would have happened!!

"Just how many hidden cards do you have…?" Hai Bodong stared at Xiao Yan, still shaken. No one would believe it—a Great Battle Master who had repeatedly made a Battle Emperor feel mortal peril.

"Hai Lao, I hope you'll keep this matter secret," Xiao Yan said, turning his gaze from the horizon to Hai Bodong beside him.

Hai Bodong waved his hand. "Enough. Old man just regained my Battle Emperor rank—I don't want to get tangled in any more strange affairs. I just want to restore my strength. I was once a Five-Star Battle Emperor."

"After this matter is settled, my debt to you is repaid. I'll wait for you in Wang Du. When you reach the Mitel Auction House, contact me."

Xiao Yan smiled, flicked his finger, and pulled a Scroll from his Nai Jie, tossing it to Hai Bodong.

"Huh? What's this?" Hai Bodong slowly unrolled the Scroll. Four large characters appeared before him: Spirit Replenishing Purple Pill.

The Pill Formula was divided into two parts: one was an introduction, visible to anyone; the other contained the detailed recipe, inscribed by the creator's Soul Force, viewable only through Soul Force.

Moreover, the more times you viewed it, the more blurred the Soul Force imprint became—until finally, it vanished entirely.

"Five-Grade Elixir: Spirit Replenishing Purple Pill. Effect: Fully restore strength diminished by Flame Sealing or internal injuries!!!" Hai Bodong gasped, staring at Xiao Yan. What the hell are you playing at?!

"Xiao Yan, what's your meaning?" Hai Bodong narrowed his eyes, watching Xiao Yan's smiling face.

Pure bluff!

"No meaning at all. After fighting shoulder to shoulder with Hai Lao, I felt you are a true hero of this age—I felt an instant kinship. Learning of your troubles, I happened to possess a Spirit Replenishing Purple Pill Formula. It can resolve your problem," Xiao Yan said with a smile.

Hai Bodong was an old fox—he caught the key phrase: instant kinship.

That meant: I'm helping you refine the Pill because we're friends. Friends help each other. You help me, I help you.

Hai Bodong stared at the Spirit Replenishing Purple Pill Formula in his hand, frowning. "Don't beat around the bush. Before you reach Five-Grade and can refine this Pill, I'll guarantee your safety. Is that enough?"

Xiao Yan flashed a bright, friendly grin. "Then thank you, Hai Lao."

"You really are something. Stop wasting time—let's get out of here. We've caused chaos in the Mo Family, killed Mo Cheng, and drawn out another Faction's Battle Emperor. Jia Xingtian's old bastard will surely come to investigate," Hai Bodong said.

Xiao Yan nodded. "Let's return to Shimo City first. I want to leave something for my two elder brothers."

"Oh, by the way—I've drained my Soul Force severely. Might need Hai Lao to carry me." Controlling a Spiritual Flame outside his body and hiding it in Space consumed far more Soul Force than Xiao Yan had imagined.

"I'll take you," Hai Bodong conjured a massive ice coffin, lifted Xiao Yan onto it, and flew toward Shimo City.

"Oh, and the refining rule—bring your own Medicinal Materials, Hai Lao," Xiao Yan said, sitting atop the ice coffin.

"I really want to drop you."

Back in Shimo City, Xiao Yan did not tell Xiao Ding and Xiao Li everything—only briefly explained that Qing Lin had been taken to a Cultivation site and would not return to the Jia Ma Empire for now.

Xiao Yan, having drained his Soul Force severely, spent the entire night practicing the Spiritual Heart Soul Gathering Technique before finally recovering.

Hai Bodong, naturally, traveled between Cities, beginning his search for the Medicinal Materials to refine the Spirit Replenishing Purple Pill.

"The fusion and collision of Spiritual Flame Origins is like a nuclear fusion reaction. Under conditions of extreme heat, pressure, and density, two light atomic nuclei combine into a heavier nucleus, releasing tremendous energy."

Xiao Yan stared at the two flames floating above his left and right hands: Wan Shou Ling Fire and Qing Lotus Earth Core Fire. These two Spiritual Flames were the true ones he had refined.

Mao Wu was merely a sub-flame—its current power still fell short of a true Spiritual Flame.

The desperate technique he had once planned came from a memory of nuclear fusion from his past life.

"To truly fuse them, I must craft a 'reactor' with Soul Force to control the Spiritual Flames. This demands immense Soul Force and flame control."

"If the Spiritual Flame is too far from me, I can't control it. Too close, and the explosion will kill me."

"If Mao Wu could use its Swallowing Flame ability to control one Spiritual Flame, and I only needed to control the other, it would be much simpler. Mao Wu can also Transmigrate through Space—solving the distance problem."

Suddenly, an image flashed in Xiao Yan's mind: himself wrapping a Spiritual Flame in Soul Force, Mao Wu carrying the Spiritual Flame Bomb through Space to strike behind an enemy—then—Boom!

Like a missile—silent, unseen!

(End of Chapter)