bdsm-fiction 834. The Fall of a Prodigy
834. The Fall of a Prodigy
Receiving Ling Fengzhui's kind reminder, Xiao Yan nodded. None of the eight clans' prodigies were easy to deal with, especially the members of the Soul Clan.
"Do you know the person who took over Huo Xuan's body?" Xiao Yan asked.
Tang Qiying, who was supposed to have died long ago, not only came back to life but also took over Huo Xuan's body. Moreover, judging from the situation, Tang Qiying was obviously mixed up with the Soul Clan. This matter has always been a great concern to Xiao Yan.
After all, Tang Qiying has no bottom line when it comes to doing things. He is a guy who makes people feel disgusted just thinking about him. His joining the Heavenly Tomb will inevitably make the situation in the Heavenly Tomb more complicated.
Upon hearing this, Ling Fengzhui shook his head: "I don't know him... I only intervened because Hunyu notified me, and you were there too, so I made my move."
As expected, the root of all these problems lies with the Soul Clan, and their schemes should not be underestimated. The losses incurred from the surprise attack on the Flame Clan had no impact on the Soul Clan's plans; they have now turned their attention to the Heavenly Tomb.
The Soul Clan's methods were chilling; they easily seized two spots from the Spirit Clan and the Flame Clan. Including Tang Qiying, the Soul Clan now has four people in the Heavenly Tomb, something that was originally only possible for the Ancient Clan by borrowing a spot from the Xiao Clan.
"Who is the strongest member of the Spirit Race right now?"
This question directly touches upon the core secrets of the Spirit Clan, and its significance is self-evident. Xiao Yan deliberately waited until later to ask it, partly as a test to see if the dying Ling Fengzhui would still be willing to reveal such information concerning the survival of the Spirit Clan after entrusting his inheritance to him.
Ling Fengzhui's body visibly stiffened for a moment. Revealing the clan leader's strength was almost tantamount to betraying the clan. However, the inheritance that was so important to him now could only be entrusted to Xiao Yan. In the end, he still whispered, "Clan leader... Ling Yuan, a peak six-star Dou Sheng... even if I leave the Ling Clan, I'll still be like this..."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan began to quickly calculate in his mind. After the battle of the Pill Tower, everyone knew that a portion of the Pill Tower Ancestor's energy had been refined and distributed. The Pill Tower Ancestor was a ninth-grade pill that had taken human form, and even a small portion of it was a considerable amount of energy. Therefore, it was hard to say whether the Spirit Clan Chief had actually used this to break through to the Seven-Star Dou Sheng realm.
It seems now that the gap between a six-star Dou Sheng and a seven-star Dou Sheng is too great. The saying "one star is like climbing to heaven" is no joke. Although the Ling Clan Chief absorbed some of the power of the Pill Tower Ancestor, he still failed to break through directly by taking advantage of that momentum.
"Is there anything else... you want to ask?" Ling Fengzhui was also panting, clearly his time was running out.
Xiao Yan shook his head and replied, "No, thank you for letting me know."
The information Ling Fengzhui revealed before his death was far more valuable than the reward of a hundred energy cores. The Spirit Clan's defection to the Soul Clan, and the Soul Clan's use of the Spirit Clan's name to plant mysterious powerful figures, gave Xiao Yan a clearer understanding of the Soul Clan's plans within the Heavenly Tomb.
This will be one of the key factors for him to deal with the Soul Clan in the Heavenly Tomb. As for Ling Fengzhui's request, it is nothing more than to bring a legacy out of the Heavenly Tomb and find a successor, which is not difficult for Xiao Yan to do.
"In that case, let's do it." Ling Fengzhui said calmly, as if death was nothing to him.
Then, as if afraid that Xiao Yan might feel unnecessary pity for his miserable state, Ling Fengzhui added self-deprecatingly, "If... I had been the winner just now, I would definitely have taken your life too... to collect a reward from the ancient clan, hahaha..."
Ling Fengzhui's laughter aggravated his wounds, which then turned into a violent cough. However, Xiao Yan could tell that Ling Fengzhui was indeed calm in the face of death, or rather, death was a true relief for him. The reason he talked so much with Xiao Yan was because he was concerned about that inheritance.
Xiao Yan looked at him silently, his eyes showing no pity, only a deep calm. Of course, he didn't have any soft spot for Ling Fengzhui; it was just a necessary exchange.
However, the other party's composure and calm demeanor in the face of death at the end of his life, as well as the information he passed on to him in his final moments, earned Xiao Yan's respect.
"Take care." Xiao Yan's voice was deep and clear, like a final farewell.
He slowly raised his right hand, palm facing upward. The Crimson Lotus Star Flame appeared in Xiao Yan's palm, and then floated out lightly, its target being Ling Fengzhui.
The moment the flames touched Ling Fengzhui's body, there was no explosion, no loud noise. It simply spread out calmly yet with overwhelming dominance, quickly enveloping Ling Fengzhui's battered body. Under the terrifyingly high temperature of the Crimson Lotus Star Flame, which could incinerate everything, Ling Fengzhui's hideous wounds, soaked blood, tattered clothes... everything was rapidly melting away.
Ling Fengzhui made no unnecessary struggles; in just a moment, his soul vanished, and he perished completely. This prodigy of the Spirit Clan, along with his remaining soul imprint, was utterly annihilated under the purification of the strange fire.
Seeing Ling Fengzhui perish, Xiao Yan couldn't help but worry about his other companions who had entered the Heavenly Tomb. Although the insect swarm was terrifying, it wasn't insurmountable; Xiao Yan had successfully escaped from it, so the three of them should be fine too.
They haven't encountered them yet, so it's highly likely they've met the other eight tribes, and may even be in trouble.
Xun'er and Lei Jingxiao are alright. As long as they don't encounter members of the Soul Clan, most others will likely spare their lives out of respect for the Ancient Clan and the Lei Clan, making their escape relatively easy. What worries Xiao Yan most is Huo Zhi. She entered the Heavenly Tomb alone, and her strength is insufficient. If she encounters members of the Soul Clan, she could be in great danger.
However, Xiao Yan knew that these things couldn't be rushed. The Heavenly Tomb region was too vast, and besides, he didn't even know which level they were on.
Right now, he can only take care of himself. If he faces the Soul Clan next, he just needs to completely annihilate them and leave them all in the Heavenly Tomb. This is also a way for Xiao Yan to protect his companions.
With his current strength, it would be quite difficult to kill them with certainty. The descendants of the Dou Di are no less capable than him in terms of strength, fighting skills, or other methods. The Soul Clan will definitely be more difficult to deal with than the Spirit Clan. He must improve his strength!
These past few months have allowed Xiao Yan to continuously solidify his foundation, bringing him to within one step of the mid-stage of the Half-Saint realm. Now, an opportunity for a breakthrough is right in front of him. In the storage ring that Ling Fengzhui gave him, there are still a hundred energy cores left, containing enough Dou Qi to support Xiao Yan in his attempt to reach the next realm.
"Mid-stage Half-Saint..."