Sense of Smell Acquired, Feng Xiao Tian

"This is one of my abilities. I was born with it."

After telling a small lie, Xu Yu released her and walked to the windowsill, looking down at the pedestrians below, tiny as ants.

"The Hell Spirit Cat's sense of taste is indeed extremely sharp. When we release our martial spirits, no one in our family dares taste things carelessly. It's too stimulating for the tongue."

The more she learned, the thicker the fog became.

Zhu Zhuyun was confused as well. Which one was the real Xu Yu?

"If you could grow stronger quickly, but the price was losing some freedom, would you be willing?" Although Xu Yu could have taken the chance to subdue Zhu Zhuyun, he still gave her a choice.

He could sense that Zhu Zhuyun had some feelings for him. Though those feelings had arisen from the collision of their bodies—every girl tended to feel something special toward the boy who had taken her first time, and Zhu Zhuyun was no exception—they were feelings nonetheless.

Xu Yu was not heartless or unfeeling. He had feelings too; he was not a block of wood.

He simply had far less sentimentality.

If Zhu Zhuyun's emotional side was one-tenth that of an ordinary girl, then perhaps his was only one-tenth of hers.

"How?" Losing freedom merely meant falling under Xu Yu's control. Zhu Zhuyun no longer cared about that.

"Wait."

Wait? Then she would wait. Zhu Zhuyun did not press him further and instead closed her eyes to meditate.

Xu Yu dismissed the spring scene of a towering tree with Blue Silver Grass carpeting the ground beneath it. It consumed quite a bit of mental energy, and there was no need to maintain it.

About half an hour later, a knock sounded outside the door. Zhu Zhuyun opened her eyes, glanced at Xu Yu, and went to answer it.

Outside, Feng Xiao Tian had indeed come.

But why had the door been opened by a masked woman?

"Hello, may I ask if Xu—"

"Come in. He's waiting for you."

They even had someone specifically receiving guests? Was it really this formal? Feng Xiao Tian inexplicably grew much more serious.

As he stepped into the room, he found it neat and tidy everywhere except for the somewhat rumpled blanket on the bed. Xu Yu stood tall by the window with his back to him, gazing up at the blue sky and white clouds as though he had not noticed Feng Xiao Tian's arrival.

Feng Xiao Tian looked at the woman who had opened the door for him. She leaned against the wall with her eyes closed, resting quietly and ignoring him completely, as if her sole task had been opening the door and nothing else concerned her.

Left with no choice, Feng Xiao Tian spoke. "Brother Xu Yu, I'm here."

"Feng Xiao Tian. Mutated martial spirit, Gale Twin-Headed Wolf. Innate Full Soul Power. Soul Power Level forty-eight. Defeated by Tang San's Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer at the Continental Elite Tournament..." With a sweep of the Eye of Detection, all information on Feng Xiao Tian, whose Soul Power Level was lower than his own, was laid bare.

Even Zhu Zhuyun gave him a surprised glance at the detailed information.

Those who achieved great things must have endured countless hardships beyond what ordinary people could imagine. She had learned something.

But Innate Full Soul Power? Feng Xiao Tian? Zhu Zhuyun was skeptical. His Soul Power was not even as high as hers.

Ahem... She had no desire to think about how much she had gained recently: two soul bones over fifty thousand years old, the Soul Power feedback from a ten-thousand-year soul ring, the sap of the Chaos Ancient Tree, and more.

"To be honest, in my eyes, your talent is far greater than Tang San's."

Xu Yu was not flattering him. Though Feng Xiao Tian had narrowly lost to Tang San's Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer in the original story, one had to remember that Feng Xiao Tian's Gale Wolf Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes was self-created, while the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer had been refined by generations upon generations of Clear Sky Sect disciples. Feng Xiao Tian's defeat had actually been abnormal.

As for Feng Xiao Tian being five or six years older than Tang San, one should not forget Tang San's Tang Sect arts from his previous life, along with three Immortal Herbs. Those were more than enough to make up for the age gap. Not to mention that consuming an Immortal Herb raised one's level by an average of six levels, and Tang San had consumed three. Even a greater age advantage would have been offset, wouldn't it?

Tang San had even held the advantage. Therefore, Xu Yu had grounds for saying that Feng Xiao Tian, who had nearly fought Tang San to a draw, possessed better talent. Of course, after his bloodline awakened, Tang San's talent would rise once again. At that point, Feng Xiao Tian would certainly be inferior to him.

"Thank you for your appreciation, but a loss is a loss." Feng Xiao Tian's eyes dimmed.

Don't be so dejected. Xu Yu felt sorry for him. Was he really going to become discouraged after losing to Tang San? Otherwise, Bibi Dong would be the female lead of Douluo Continent, and with no one to take the male lead's role, it could have been forced onto you.

Forget it. Do whatever you want.

"Drip your blood onto this sheet of paper. Some nagging voices will sound in your mind afterward; just relax and accept them all. Once it's done, I can guarantee that your Soul Power will break through level fifty. If you want to accelerate your cultivation, you can guide the martial spirit aura of your clansmen to attach itself to this paper. The more martial spirits attached, the faster you will improve."

It felt a bit like borrowing a chicken to lay eggs.

Xu Yu borrowed Feng Xiao Tian to lay eggs, while Feng Xiao Tian borrowed his clansmen to lay eggs.

"Also, your martial spirit is extremely unstable due to its mutation. Attaching more martial spirits of the same type can perfect it. It might even evolve once more."

Half-convinced and half-suspicious, Feng Xiao Tian thought, Would you really give me something this good?

There had to be a drawback. As for why Xu Yu had sought him out rather than someone else, perhaps it was because he met some particular condition.

Feng Xiao Tian was torn. He was deeply torn over whether he should believe this.

But would a drop of blood kill him? Only if he lost too much blood.

He would gamble on it. Feng Xiao Tian refused to believe that a mere drop could take his life.

In some high-martial worlds, a single drop of blood truly could take someone's life, but Xu Yu certainly could not do that. Feng Xiao Tian had merely overlooked that the important part was not the drop of blood, but those nagging voices. They were actually the contract confirmation; agreeing meant the contract was complete.

In a summoning world, even an ordinary passerby would know that meant signing a contract and would not agree carelessly. Unfortunately, this was Douluo Continent.

After Feng Xiao Tian agreed to the contract, Xu Yu received the response on his end and immediately revealed a satisfied smile.

Feng Xiao Tian sensed that something was wrong, but the die had been cast. What else could he do?

Yet under the nourishment of the Chaos Ancient Tree's life sap, his Soul Power advanced by leaps and bounds, breaking through the bottleneck of level fifty in one stroke. The benefits were real and tangible.

Still doubtful, Feng Xiao Tian returned home.

After he left, a book appeared before Xu Yu. Its silver glow gradually deepened before abruptly turning golden.

The Treasure Codex had upgraded.

It had become the Golden Codex.

How long had it been? It had not been easy!

The scene of spring warmth and blooming flowers appeared once more. Yet compared to its previous false realism, Zhu Zhuyun now smelled a faint floral fragrance. Though it came and went and remained unstable, there was at least a sense of smell now.

Zhu Zhuyun's expression shifted unpredictably. She tried to grab a flower, but her palm passed straight through it. There was no sense of touch.

Sight, hearing, smell.

Xu Yu had asked her about taste before. Could it be...

If all Six Senses existed, could he not create a world and become a creator?