Burning Art Upgrade, Profound-Tier High-Grade Purple Cloud Wings!

Hearing Yao Lao's words, Lin Yan's expression turned solemn.

He nodded at Yao Lao, then sat cross-legged, swallowed several medicinal pills, and closed his eyes.

"Then, I shall begin."

Lin Yan replied to Yao Lao.

Following this, Lin Yan began to manipulate the vortex of energy within his body, causing it to spin at high speed.

The rotation speed of the vortex accelerated continuously until, in the end, it spun like a miniature tornado. As for the Purple Fire within the vortex, it was flung outward as the rotation intensified.

Lin Yan began to channel his Burning Art to take control. In an instant, surging pale yellow Yuan Power rushed in like a tidal wave, overwhelming the area and quickly suppressing the Purple Fire.

The Purple Fire began to sense the danger and fought back using its own energy, but faced with this resistance, Lin Yan consistently channeled his internal Yuan Power, using a steady, inexhaustible stream to ruthlessly suppress it.

The process of Lin Yan refining the Purple Fire lasted for about half a day.

Half a day later, as the flames of the Purple Fire grew weaker and weaker, the color of the Yuan Power within Lin Yan's body gradually shifted from its initial yellow to purple.

Finally, Lin Yan opened his eyes, a hint of excitement unable to be hidden within them.

"Is it done?"

Seeing this, Yao Lao stepped forward and asked Lin Yan.

"It is done!"

Lin Yan nodded at Yao Lao.

He circulated his internal Yuan Power once more and discovered that the speed of its flow was several notches faster than before!

"Sure enough, the Burning Art has also successfully broken through."

"This circulation speed should be at the Yellow-tier intermediate level."

Yao Lao sensed the speed of Lin Yan's Burning Art, nodded, and offered his assessment.

He then asked, "What about the Purple Fire? Can you still control it?"

Hearing this, Lin Yan nodded at Yao Lao, then opened his palm, revealing a purple flame that appeared even more powerful than before.

It was evident that after being devoured by the Burning Art, the Purple Fire had merged with it. In other words, from now on, Lin Yan could freely manifest Purple Fire from his Burning Art, much like how Xiao Yan could manifest various Heavenly Flames from his own.

"My congratulations to you, young friend. This consumption of the Purple Fire has not only granted you an additional flame as a weapon, but your cultivation technique has also advanced by a grade. Truly a joyous occasion."

Seeing this, Yao Lao smiled and spoke to Lin Yan.

"It is primarily thanks to the support of Senior Yao Lao."

Lin Yan replied to Yao Lao with a smile.

He quickly took out the Purple Cloud Wings he had recently obtained from the system and said to Yao Lao, "However, the cultivation is not yet over. This is something I just acquired from the system; I can use it to train."

Yao Lao looked at the description of the Purple Cloud Wings with some confusion, scanned it, then withdrew his gaze and said in surprise:

"A Mysterious-tier high-level flight Dou Technique?"

"Such things are extremely rare."

"After all, where we come from, one is basically unable to fly before becoming a Dou Wang."

"But if one possesses a flight Dou Technique, one can gain the ability to fly in advance. Furthermore, after becoming a Dou Wang, the combination of Dou Qi wings and a flight Dou Technique—the layering of four wings—can unleash even more terrifying speeds."

Having said this, Yao Lao smiled at Lin Yan and added, "Young friend, your fortune is truly profound. Such rare items are hard to come by, yet I never expected you to obtain one!"

Lin Yan smiled without saying much; after all, since it was obtained from the system, it certainly wouldn't be ordinary. Moreover, Lin Yan knew that if he could continue to complete his check-ins, the system would surely provide even more powerful treasures.

Therefore, he did not appear overly shocked and instead began to cultivate his Purple Cloud Wings immediately.

However, cultivating the Purple Cloud Wings was no easy task. After all, it was a Mysterious-tier high-level technique, the same grade as the Eight Extremities Collapse that Lin Yan had learned previously.

Lin Yan had expended a great deal of energy learning the Eight Extremities Collapse, and now, even though his strength had improved significantly, mastering another Mysterious-tier high-level technique was not a simple feat.

Consequently, for the next period of time, Lin Yan spent almost all his efforts cultivating this technique.

With such single-minded focus, Lin Yan pushed aside all other social obligations.

One morning, over a month later, Lin Yan finally brought the Purple Cloud Wings to a level of minor success. He channeled his internal Yuan Power, unfurled his Purple Cloud Wings, and hovered in mid-air.

"The Purple Cloud Wings are mastered."

Retracting his wings, Lin Yan said with some satisfaction.

"Young friend, your repertoire is truly growing."

"Not only do you have the Purple Fire and the Eight Extremities Collapse as offensive means, but you also have the Purple Cloud Wings as a flight technique. If you encounter someone you cannot defeat while out and about, you can simply use the Purple Cloud Wings to escape. As long as the opponent lacks flight capabilities, they will be completely helpless against you."

Yao Lao also let out a sigh of admiration.

Lin Yan nodded with a smile: "Senior Yao Lao is right."

He checked the time.

"It is still early."

"Come to think of it, Lin Dong and Qing Tan invited me to the Green Sun Town market today, but I turned them down under the guise of cultivation."

"However, now that my training is complete, and I haven't seen them in a long time, I might as well go and see them. Besides, I don't feel like cultivating for the moment, so I can take the opportunity to relax."

With these words, Lin Yan headed toward the direction of the Green Sun Town marketplace.

On the other side.

At the Green Sun Town marketplace, two groups of people were locked in a tense standoff, on the verge of coming to blows at any moment.

It turned out these two groups consisted of the younger generation from the Lin Clan and the combined forces of the Lei and Xie Clans.

Lin Dong and Qing Tan had originally come to the marketplace just to look around, but upon hearing that Lin Xia was being harassed by people from the Lei and Xie Clans, Lin Dong had rushed to the scene without a second thought and even managed to settle the score for Lin Xia.

However, he hadn't expected Xie Yingying and Lei Li to be nearby as well; upon learning of the situation, they had hurried over and were now glaring coldly at Lin Dong, Lin Xia, and the others.

"You must be Lin Xia and Lin Dong of the Lin Clan, right? Your actions earlier were very unwise. Sometimes, reckless behavior will make you pay a price." Xie Yingying stared at Lin Dong and Lin Xia, speaking to them with an indifferent expression.

Lin Dong, however, was not the least bit afraid of them. After hearing Xie Yingying's words, he merely sneered, "And where were you when they were bullying my Lin Clan kin just now? Don't bother with any of that high-sounding bullshit. When it comes down to it, it's just about whose fist is bigger. You don't like the look of my Lin Clan and want to find an opportunity to suppress us, but unfortunately, we aren't exactly soft persimmons."

Lin Dong's words left Xie Yingying momentarily speechless; after all, this incident had indeed been instigated by her Xie Clan, so she had nothing to say at the moment.

But from the side, Lei Li let out a cold laugh. "Well said. In the end, it really does come down to whose fist is harder. So, is your fist hard enough?"

Without further ado, he stepped forward and smashed a punch toward Lin Dong.

Seeing this, Lin Dong frowned and hurriedly used the Ten-Echo Back-Through Fist to block.

Even so, after taking Lei Li's punch, Lin Dong's body was still knocked back several meters, and the fist he had used to parry was trembling uncontrollably; he had clearly suffered a significant disadvantage.

"The Ten-Echo Back-Through Fist. No wonder you're so arrogant; it turns out you have a bit of skill."

"However, if that's all you have to rely on, then today, you might all be going back lying down."

Lei Li was slightly surprised that Lin Dong had blocked his strike, but seeing Lin Dong's state, a mocking smirk appeared on his lips as he stepped forward to throw another punch.

"So you are Lei Li of the Lei Clan?"

"How truly arrogant!"

Unexpectedly, a voice suddenly rang out.

Following the sound of that voice, the figure of a young man suddenly appeared in front of Lin Dong.

Before Lin Dong could strike, the youth stepped forward, easily dodged Lei Li's punch, and then struck back with a single blow that sent him reeling.

Lei Li was knocked back a great distance, and when he looked at the youth again, his gaze turned exceptionally cold.

"Who are you?"

Lei Li asked coldly.

To this, the youth replied calmly, "Lin Clan, Lin Yan."