Chapitre 65: Chapter 65: Meeting Yao Lao Again
Wei Yang was comfortably lying on a rock outside the cave residence, basking in the sun.
Suddenly, he remembered something and said, "Oh right."
With a flip of his hand, an ancient and primitive black iron scroll appeared in his palm.
He had acquired this scroll years ago when he first arrived at the Tagor Desert, trading it from a female mercenary.
At the time, Wei Yang felt this seemingly ordinary black iron scroll was quite mysterious, as it could actually devour soul power. Intrigued, he traded it at some cost.
For this, Wei Yang even exchanged some Xuan-level low-grade techniques obtained from Mu She, which led to some people criticizing him for being wasteful and having strong opinions.
At that time, Wei Yang had only recently broken through to Dou Ling, and his soul power merely matched that of an average Dou Huang. Even after exhausting most of his soul power, he couldn't uncover the secrets within this black iron scroll, leading him to leave it collecting dust in his storage ring for so long.
Now, he was a Dou Wang, and his soul power had broken through to the later stages of the mortal realm.
Time to give it a try!
Wei Yang held the black iron scroll, his expression becoming serious.
Vast and surging soul power poured out from between his brows, making his clothes and long hair flutter without wind.
The soul power followed his arm, directly pouring into the black iron scroll in his hand.
A familiar feeling immediately arose.
It was that sensation of soul power disappearing without a trace, like a clay ox entering the sea.
It was as if it had entered a bottomless abyss, vanishing entirely without a trace.
As time passed.
Wei Yang's complexion gradually turned a bit pale.
Finally, he had no choice but to stop this action.
Looking at the black iron scroll in his hand, his dark eyes were filled with shock.
Even the soul power at the later stages of the mortal realm wasn't enough?
Such immense soul power poured in, yet he couldn't reach the bottom.
He still didn't know where its limit was!
"Don't tell me, I need soul power at the Spirit Realm?" Wei Yang murmured.
He then exhaled a long sigh, somewhat helplessly shaking his head, and put the black iron scroll away.
He would try again at the peak of the mortal realm, and if that didn't work, he would try again at the Spirit Realm.
He refused to believe he couldn't open it!
...
Three days later.
As a wave of powerful energy fluctuations emanated from the closed high-security chamber where Xian'er was in seclusion.
Wei Yang, who was reading a book outside the cave residence, immediately looked up.
"Xian'er, she's starting to break through to Dou Wang!"
A smile appeared on Wei Yang's lips, and he couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
The little girl from more than three years ago was now becoming a Dou Wang.
The Calamity Poison Body truly is remarkable.
This was still with Wei Yang suppressing her progress, preventing her from breaking through too quickly; otherwise, she might already be at Dou Zong level by now?
One day later.
The fluctuations gradually subsided.
Three days later, there was still complete silence in the chamber, and Xian'er had yet to come out.
"Could something have gone wrong?" Wei Yang frowned, rising to his feet, and stepped towards the stone door of the chamber, listening closely.
Inside was quiet, with no sound whatsoever.
"Xian'er?" Wei Yang raised his hand and knocked on the stone door.
"Ah~" A startled cry came from inside, and then it quickly fell silent again.
After a moment, a somewhat muffled voice came out, seemingly with a tinge of nervousness and sobbing, "Brother Yang, I-I'm fine, you-you don't come in yet."
Wei Yang's brows furrowed even more deeply, don't come in?
Nonsense!
Only a fool wouldn't go in at this moment.
Without hesitation, Wei Yang forcefully pushed open the stone door and hurriedly stepped into the chamber.
"Xian'er." With a sweep of his senses, he knew her location and immediately set his eyes on her.
On the wide prayer mat, a petite figure was curled up, her whole body wrapped in a thin blanket.
Wei Yang stepped forward directly, crouched down, and gently tapped the figure under the blanket. He felt Xian'er's body shiver slightly within the thin blanket, and softly asked, "Xian'er, what's wrong?"
He carefully sensed her aura, which was undoubtedly at the Dou Wang level now, and it was stable and restrained without any sign of instability, suggesting there hadn't been a problem with her breakthrough.
Feeling reassured that there wasn't an issue with the breakthrough, Wei Yang relaxed quite a bit.
He gently patted her covered figure and softly said, "Xian'er, tell me what happened, okay?"
"Brother Yang, wuwu, I... I've become ugly." Xian'er's muffled voice came out, with a hint of sobbing.
"What???" Wei Yang asked in confusion, his mind full of questions.
In the original story, there weren't any instances of the Calamity Poison Body leading to someone becoming ugly.
He reached out and pulled off the thin blanket.
Instantly, hair as white as snow reflected in Wei Yang's eyes, cascading down like a waterfall.
Xian'er raised her head, her tear-streaked little face looking pitifully at Wei Yang.
Her snow-like white hair added an unusual beauty to her already pitiful appearance.
Wei Yang couldn't help but be momentarily dazed. Then he snapped back to reality and chuckled softly, "Xian'er, you haven't become ugly at all. In fact, you've become even more beautiful."
"Re-really?" Xian'er, seeing this, looked much better and asked somewhat uncertainly.
"Of course it's true, why would I deceive you?"
Wei Yang smiled, sitting beside her and pulling her completely into his embrace, gently stroking her hair as he looked into her eyes, "This looks very beautiful, not ugly at all."
Her fair skin and snow-white hair made a perfect match.
Instead of diminishing her beauty, it enhanced it.
Seeing that Wei Yang genuinely wasn't trying to deceive her, Xian'er's mood improved a lot.
She was most afraid of Wei Yang rejecting her.
With a flush on her face, Xian'er grabbed a strand of her hair with her jade-like hand and pouted, saying softly, "After I broke through to Dou Wang, I found that my hair all turned white for some reason, and I couldn't change it back."
"Silly girl, it's not like you can change your hair color back just because you want to. It relates to your constitution."
Wei Yang explained, taking her hand in his as he attentively sensed her condition, asking, "How does your body feel? Is there any feeling of uncontrollable Dou Qi?"
After checking, it was a relief that there was no leakage of toxic energy within her body, proving she had control over it.
"No, I feel I can control it well," Xian'er shook her head, displeased, "It's just that my hair became ugly, it looks terrible."
Wei Yang gently patted her back, smiling to comfort her, "How could that be, it's clearly beautiful. In my heart, Xian'er will always be the most beautiful."
"Really?" Xian'er lifted her head with joy, her beautiful eyes gazing at Wei Yang, shimmering.
No girl could refuse compliments from the one they love.
The next moment, Wei Yang leaned down, blocking Xian'er's red lips directly.
"Mmm~" Her body quivered, tensed for a moment, then relaxed.
A long moment passed before their lips parted.
"Now do you believe it?" Wei Yang asked.
"Hmm..." She nodded slightly, snuggling into his embrace.
...
In the deep of night.
At the old location on the peak of the Xiao family's back mountain.
Wei Yang was enveloped in a black robe, hands clasped behind his back, standing upright as he looked up at the bright moon in the night sky.
The faintly cool night breeze blew, the branches gently swayed, creating a rustling sound, slightly lifting the hem of Wei Yang's robe.
At this moment.
An old, transparent, phantom-like figure holding a black, ancient ring slowly floated over.
"Wei lad, why have you called this old man out in the middle of the night?" The old phantom figure drifted over, stopping a short distance from Wei Yang, standing beside him.
He too raised his head to gaze at the moon in the night sky, his eyes somewhat lost in thought, pondering something unknown.
Moonlight showered down like water, cloaking the two figures, one old and one young, in a light silver veil.
Wei Yang remained silent, the two of them quietly admiring the bright moon.
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