In the Supreme Alliance, disciples below the Dou Spirit level had not been granted the Blood of the Ghost King by Xiao Feng. However, most of them were willing to exchange contribution points for the opportunity to receive the Blood of the Ghost King.
After absorbing the Blood of the Ghost King, although their lives and deaths were entirely at Xiao Feng's whim, as long as they did not harbor thoughts of betrayal, they had no need to fear for their lives.
Thus, many disciples of the Supreme Alliance worked hard to accumulate contribution points, hoping to exchange them for the Blood of the Ghost King to gain strength or even the ability to live forever.
The cultivation techniques and combat skill scrolls in front of Xiao Feng were selected by him from the Supreme Alliance's library, chosen specifically for their suitability for the Xiao family's cultivation.
Aside from a few Earth-tier techniques and combat skills, the other scrolls contained techniques and skills that had reached the peak of the Black-tier.
After Xiao Feng finished explaining the treasures in front of him, Xiao Zhan's mind went blank, feeling dizzy.
Seeing Xiao Zhan on the verge of fainting, Xiao Feng quickly reassured him, "Father, take a deep breath. Feeling dizzy is normal."
It wasn't that Xiao Zhan lacked composure; it was just that the treasures Xiao Feng had brought were too valuable.
Even without considering the other treasures, the combined value of the techniques and combat skills alone exceeded hundreds of millions of gold coins.
It felt like an ordinary person winning the lottery and suddenly gaining a small fortune. You'd be stunned too!
After a while, Xiao Zhan finally regained his composure. He said nothing, only patting Xiao Feng's shoulder firmly.
If Xiao Feng weren't his own son, Xiao Zhan might have knelt down and said, "Xiao Zhan has wandered half his life, regretting never meeting a true master. If you do not abandon me, I am willing to acknowledge you as my sworn father!"
After Xiao Zhan stored the priceless treasures, Xiao Feng instructed him to summon the three elders.
After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Xiao Feng injected a small amount of the Blood of the Ghost King into Xiao Zhan and the three elders.
Due to their relatively weak strength, even a small amount of the Blood of the Ghost King significantly boosted their cultivation.
Xiao Zhan's cultivation skyrocketed from a seven-star Dou Grandmaster to a three-star Dou Spirit, while the three elders' cultivation also surged to around one-star Dou Spirit.
Although Xiao Zhan and the others could clearly feel that their lives were now in Xiao Feng's hands after being infused with the Blood of the Ghost King, they didn't mind this side effect.
After all, the fate of the entire Xiao family was now tied to Xiao Feng. They would rise and fall together.
Unless Xiao Zhan and the others lost their minds, they would never betray Xiao Feng.
Since Xiao Feng's main purpose in returning to the Xiao family was to strengthen its foundation, he had no intention of staying long.
After having lunch with Xiao Zhan, Xiao Feng left Wutan City, planning to visit Black Rock City to see Xiao Ding and Xiao Li, and to deliver the carefully selected techniques and combat skill scrolls to them.
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Deep within the Magical Beast Mountain Range
"Roar!!!"
A deafening lion's roar suddenly echoed through the mountains, silencing all other beasts.
"Whoosh—"
A massive purple fireball shot into the sky, stopping hundreds of meters in the air.
As the eerie purple flames dissipated, the figure within was revealed.
It was a massive magical beast, its body seven to eight meters long, covered in thick purple crystalline scales that reflected dazzling light under the sun.
It resembled a giant lion, but with a spiral horn on its head and a pair of purple wings on its back. This was one of the rulers of the Magical Beast Mountain Range—the Purple-Winged Lion King!
Facing the Purple-Winged Lion King in mid-air was an elegant and noble beauty.
Her appearance was stunning, with snow-white skin and long black hair tied into a phoenix-like hairstyle. She wore a green dress that accentuated her curvaceous figure.
Holding a uniquely shaped longsword, she gently flapped her pale green Dou Qi wings. Her beautiful face remained calm and composed, showing no sign of fear despite the overwhelming pressure emanating from the Purple-Winged Lion King.
After staring at the green-clad woman for a while and sensing her powerful aura, the Purple-Winged Lion King suppressed its anger and said, "Human woman, why have you disturbed my rest?"
It wasn't without reason that the Purple-Winged Lion King was angry. It had just managed to lull its mischievous child to sleep and was about to take a nap when a powerful aura suddenly appeared, startling the child awake. Who wouldn't be furious?
Yun Yun ignored the anger in the Purple-Winged Lion King's voice and calmly replied, "I wish to borrow your Purple Spirit Crystal."
"Purple Spirit Crystal?"
The Purple-Winged Lion King sneered, "We Purple-Winged Lion Kings shed only a small piece of Purple Spirit Crystal every twenty years. Do you think you can just ask for it?"
"Lion King, I won't take it for free. I can exchange it for something you need."
Although Yun Yun was not afraid of the Purple-Winged Lion King, she preferred to negotiate rather than fight.
"Exchange? Fine! I am currently in the process of transforming. If you can give me a Body Transformation Pill, I will give you the Purple Spirit Crystal. How about that?"
"I'm sorry, but a seventh-grade Body Transformation Pill is something even the entire Jia Ma Empire would struggle to produce."
Yun Yun frowned slightly. "If you are sincere about trading, I can offer three fifth-grade magic cores, as well as a Black-tier high-level cultivation technique and combat skill."
"I have no interest in those things. If you can't produce a Body Transformation Pill, then leave the Magical Beast Mountain Range. I want to go back to sleep."
Seeing the Purple-Winged Lion King's stubbornness, Yun Yun sighed softly. "Then I have no choice but to take it by force."
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Over a year ago, after Nalan Yanran's failed attempt to annul her engagement with the Xiao family and her subsequent defeat by Xiao Feng, her pride had been severely wounded. She had since thrown herself into brutal training.
Every time Yun Yun saw the injuries Nalan Yanran sustained during her training, she couldn't help but feel heartache and guilt.
If she hadn't agreed to Nalan Yanran's unreasonable request to annul the engagement, things wouldn't have come to this.
Now that Nalan Yanran's cultivation had reached a bottleneck, her progress had slowed significantly. To break through, she had intensified her combat training, hoping that the pressure of life-and-death situations would help her advance.
Having raised Nalan Yanran since childhood, Yun Yun regarded her as her own daughter. She couldn't bear to see Nalan Yanran pushing herself so hard.
(End of Chapter)
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