Battle Through the Heavens: Marry Cao Ying, Reward is Devouring Ancestral Symbol

Burning SecretsShen Wen unfolded it, quickly browsing the profound technique recorded on the scroll.

“This is the Burning Technique?”

This Burning Technique was only half a volume; its content stopped at how to devour Exotic Flames, but didn’t elaborate on Fusion.

Han Feng was truly strange; with Venerable Yao as his backer.

Cultivating an Earth Rank Cultivation Technique would have been more than enough, guaranteeing him Dou Zong status, and even giving him a chance at Dou Zun.

Well.

Now he only had half a volume, limiting him to Peak Dou Huang, and he couldn’t change his Cultivation Technique.

He truly picked up the sesame seed and threw away the watermelon.

“However, this concept is truly ingenious. Using Exotic Flames as fuel, burning all things, and feeding back into oneself—it walks a tyrannical and perilous path of evolution.”

Shen Wen finished reading, closed the scroll, and commented.

“However, judging solely by the profoundness and potential of the Cultivation Technique itself, it still falls short compared to the core Cultivation Techniques I practice.”

He shook his head.

“The Burning Technique is less of a peerless Cultivation Technique and more like a ‘key.’ A specific key that, when combined with the Tuoshe Ancient Emperor Jade, ultimately unlocks the Tuoshe Ancient Emperor Legacy.”

For Shen Wen, who possessed the devouring ancestral talisman and practiced supreme methods like the Great Chaos Art, the appeal of this half-volume of the Burning Technique was truly limited.

After transferring the valuable items from Han Feng’s storage ring into his own ring, Shen Wen then erased the storage ring’s original mark.

He tossed the dark blue storage ring to Xiong Tao.

Shen Wen’s, Cao Ying’s, and Dan Chen’s storage rings were naturally much higher grade than this one, and as for Xiao Yi Xian, Cai Lin, and Qing Lin, he didn’t want them using a dead person’s storage ring.

The storage space they currently used was not small, and he could just acquire more storage rings once they returned to the Central Region.

“Take this. Just brand it with your Soul mark. The space inside is enough for you to store your bits and pieces.”

Xiong Tao caught it clumsily. “Th-thank you very much, Your Excellency!”

“Alright, the matter here is settled.” Shen Wen looked in the direction outside Maple City. “We are going to Jia Nan Academy.”

Black Seal City was originally also his target, but the goal there was only the incomplete map of the Purification Lotus Demon Flame.

He had already instructed Mo Tianxing to pay attention to the auction in Black Seal City, and someone would notify him once the auction began.

There was no great rush.

It was better to go to Jia Nan Academy first.

Everyone returned to the flying boat. The flying boat changed direction and leisurely flew away from the sky above the ruined Maple City.

Inside the cabin, the atmosphere was relaxed.

Cao Ying leaned against the porthole, glanced back at the mess, and turned to Shen Wen with a smile:

“Husband, we’ve just poked a hole in the sky of the Black-Corner Region. With Han Feng dead, the Black-Corner Region is likely to explode, and the Hall of Souls will definitely receive the news.”

There was no worry in her tone, only the excitement of watching a good show.

Shen Wen sat in the main seat, playing with the docile Sea Heart Flame, and merely smiled faintly upon hearing her words.

“Let it explode. The current Hall of Souls...”

“I’m really not too worried. Even if an Elder Zun-level Dou Zun from the Hall of Souls comes, if I can’t beat them, I can always run away. If I want to leave, a Dou Zun may not be able to stop me.”

“As long as those old monster Dou Sheng from the Hun Clan don’t come personally, there won’t be a big problem. And in the Central Region, the Old Man must have already fixed his gaze there; it’s impossible for a Hall of Souls Dou Sheng to easily make a move. Not to mention, the Pill Tower’s Old Ancestor might also be watching.”

He smiled, his expression relaxed.

“Therefore, when we act now, we don’t need to be as constrained as we were when we first arrived in the Northwest Continent. Take what should be taken, kill who should be killed.”

Cai Lin sat beside him, nodding lightly, her cold voice sounding:

“Strength is the foundation. Since Husband now has the power to protect himself, there is naturally no need to endure everywhere.”

Xiao Yi Xian and Dan Chen felt much more at ease hearing this.

Qing Lin nodded as if she understood but didn’t quite grasp it. Anyway, if Brother Shen Wen said it was fine, then it must be fine.

Xiong Tao huddled in the corner of the cabin, struggling to digest the terms “Hall of Souls,” “Dou Zun,” and “Dou Sheng” he had heard, his mind overloaded.

It increasingly felt that the background of the Your Excellency he was following was probably big enough to “scare a bear.”

The flying boat turned into a streak of light across the sky, completely disappearing from the sight of Maple City’s residents.

Only when that immensely oppressive shadow completely departed did Maple City, which had been utterly silent below, seem to have its immobilizing curse lifted, exploding into Chaos!

“They... they left?”

“My heavens... Medicine Emperor... Medicine Emperor Han Feng is dead?!”

“I saw it with my own eyes! That blue flame was definitely Medicine Emperor’s Sea Heart Flame! Afterward... afterward, he just fell from the sky!”

“Who were those people?! What is the background of that flying boat?!”

“Three... at least three experts who could walk in the air! Those were Dou Zong! Three Dou Zong!”

“The Black-Corner Region is going to change! Absolutely going to change!”

On the streets and rooftops, people poured out in panic, pointing at the sky and at the ruins that were once the Medicine Emperor’s mansion.

Discussions, exclamations, and panicked shouts interwove into a single clamor.

The old shopkeeper of a medicinal herb store, his beard trembling, muttered:

“In broad daylight... right here in Maple City... they killed the Medicine Emperor... this...”

A mercenary-looking man next to him, his face pale, interjected:

“Han Feng was a Sixth-Rank Alchemist! How many experts did he befriend? Behind him... it is said there is an even more terrifying power. This time, I fear a storm of blood and gore will be stirred up!”

“What exactly is the background of the people on that flying boat? So arrogant, so powerful!”

“Who cares about their background? They are definitely not people we can provoke. Hurry up and think about what to do! With Han Feng gone, Maple City is bound to descend into Chaos. His treasury... who knows how many people are eyeing it!”

“Quick, go notify our Gang Leader!”

“Hurry up and pack our things! These next two days won’t be peaceful!”

Panic spread, but greed also sprouted in the eyes of certain people.

The vast wealth and power vacuum left by Han Feng were like meat dropped into a school of sharks.

Everyone sensed that a massive storm, starting from Maple City, was gathering over the Black-Corner Region... The flying boat sailed steadily above the clouds, heading towards Jia Nan Academy.

Inside the cabin.

Qing Lin sat alone by the window, a pale cyan scroll spread open on her lap, densely inscribed with profound Cultivation methods and energy circulation routes.

Her emerald green eyes didn’t blink, watching with great concentration, her small eyebrows sometimes furrowing and sometimes relaxing.

This volume of the Nine Heavens Wind Wings flying Dou Technique was specially found for her by Brother Shen Wen from Black Emperor City; it was High-Grade Profound Rank.

She knew that Brother Shen Wen didn’t not want to give her something better, but flying Dou Techniques were inherently rare and mostly prepared for Dou Practitioners below the Dou Wang level.

Once one advances to Dou Wang and gains the ability of Dou Qi Transformation into Wings, the usefulness of flying Dou Techniques greatly diminishes.

It was precisely because of this that high-grade flying Dou Techniques were extremely rare, their value lying in allowing lower-level Dou Practitioners to gain an aerial advantage early.

Qing Lin gently stroked the cool surface of the scroll.

“How is the reading going?”