Wu Yan's Whim

Mu Zhan's engagement was gone, but not a single person in the entire Mu Clan dared to utter a peep.

Only after truly coming into contact with experts of that caliber could one understand what the words "Dou Emperor expert" actually meant.

Similarly, no one dared to mock the deflated Mu Clan, because they all knew that no matter who stepped in, the outcome would be the same—they would all have to swallow their defeat.

Unless it was the other two behemoths on the same power tier as the Mittel Clan.

Only when their strengths were roughly equal did both sides have the qualification to converse.

Following this trivial matter among the younger generation, some high-profile factions within the Jia Ma Empire calmed down quite a bit.

As it turned out, ever since returning to a three-legged standoff, the internal atmosphere of the Jia Ma Empire had grown much more harmonious.

After two peaceful years passed like that...

Throwing the Imperial Extreme Pill from the Gu Clan into the Little Blue Bottle, Wu Yan, who had just broken through to the 8-Star Dou Emperor, calmly waited for his Little Blue Bottle to refine it.

In a sense, Wu Yan would not trust anyone without reservation, not even his biological parents in this lifetime.

In his previous life, Wu Yan had been taught since childhood: do not accept candy from strangers.

In this life, Wu Yan had not forgotten those words.

Coupled with the fact that the original text explicitly stated that the pill Hai Bodong took to break the seal contained special additives from Yao Chen.

Therefore, unless absolutely necessary, Wu Yan would not casually ingest any medicinal pills.

Alas, the further one progressed in the cultivation of the Dou Emperor realm, the more protracted it became.

Previously, he could increase his cultivation by three stars in a year; now, having reached high-order Dou Emperor, he could barely manage a two-star increase.

Of course, part of this might also be due to Wu Yan's foundation being far too formidable.

Secluded for three years, Wu Yan cultivated from a One-Star Dou Emperor to an 8-Star Dou Emperor, a speed sufficient to leave many Dou Emperor experts far behind.

With one more year of continuing this step-by-step cultivation, he could reach Dou Emperor Peak, and perhaps even attempt to sprint toward Dou Zong.

Yet thinking of sprinting toward Dou Zong, Wu Yan thought of the Sect-Breaking Pill.

This was the Dou Qi Continent, where medicinal pills were a very mainstream means of enhancing strength.

Especially after reaching the Dou Zun realm, the vast majority of Dou Zun experts might not even improve by a single star of cultivation in several years.

Of course, with Wu Yan's ever-growing aptitude, he probably wouldn't be that slow.

However, he had to admit that medicinal pills could indeed save him a lot of time.

His previous cultivation speed had been so fast that it didn't matter whether Wu Yan used pills or not. But later on, when he reached higher realms, if possible, he couldn't keep stalling like this.

Harboring such thoughts, Wu Yan thought of his Little Blue Bottle.

As it turned out, even though he was now a terrifying Dou Emperor expert, this Little Blue Bottle still hadn't undergone any major changes...

Wu Yan had a sudden whim: if he threw medicinal pills into the Little Blue Bottle to refine them, what would he get?

What he would get, Wu Yan was unsure, but he could be certain that whatever he obtained after the Little Blue Bottle refined it would certainly do him no harm.

Then, Wu Yan thought of that Imperial Extreme Pill.

Let's use this Imperial Extreme Pill to do an experiment...

With a myriad of thoughts, Wu Yan suddenly snapped back to his senses, slowly pouring the golden-yellow liquid flowing out of the Little Blue Bottle into an ice cup he had condensed.

Without hesitation, Wu Yan tossed the medicinal liquid, along with the ice cup, straight into his mouth.

Pure energy coursed down his throat all the way, and Wu Yan suddenly felt a sense of fullness.

Wu Yan immediately entered a state of cultivation, running his cultivation method to refine the energy within his body.

The seemingly small cup of golden-yellow energy liquid actually contained astonishingly terrifying energy.

Having now experienced it firsthand, Wu Yan had to admit that the alchemists of the Dou Qi Continent really had some tricks up their sleeves; no wonder everyone respected them.

Such a small pill contained an unimaginably massive amount of energy.

The aura on Wu Yan's body was steadily rising, and the pure energy transformed into nearly inexhaustible Dou Qi that poured into his body.

Time ticked away bit by bit, and this torrential influx of energy continued for two and a half days before it began to show signs of fatigue.

However, by this time, the aura on Wu Yan's body had ascended to a whole new level.

As the last drop of golden-yellow energy liquid was completely refined and transformed into the majestic Dou Qi within Wu Yan's body, he also reached the pinnacle of the Dou Emperor realm.

Opening his eyes, Wu Yan clenched his fists and faintly felt a special sensation.

The next moment, he grabbed fiercely with his right hand.

Crack... Crack...

A small chunk of void the size of a fist shattered into countless fragments, and his slender palm reached into the perilous void, preventing that patch of space from healing.

"Hiss..."

Remaining in this deadlock for a quarter of an hour, Wu Yan drew a sharp breath and withdrew his palm from the void.

Below the wrist, countless white marks crisscrossed his palm.

At the tip of his index finger, there was also a bloody cut, so minimal that not a single drop of blood flowed from it.

The blue radiance shrouding the palm flashed and vanished, and the hand had already recovered as good as new.

"Spatial power is indeed incomparably dangerous. No wonder true application of spatial power only begins at high-order Dou Zong. With a foundation like mine, I can only hold out for such a brief moment..."

Wu Yan sighed inwardly. Although the space of the Dou Qi Continent was active, it was also exceptionally perilous.

If one's strength was insufficient, plunging in rashly would lead to only one end: death.

"I wonder when my Little Blue Bottle will undergo a noticeable change. Will it be able to devour spatial power then and transform it into nourishment for my growth?"

"Ah, am I starting to babble incoherently? It seems I can't continue this seclusion. I need to go out, clear my head, and sober up."

Shaking his head, Wu Yan stood up. Instead of opening the heavy stone door of the quiet room, his figure flashed and directly vanished within the chamber, leaving only a sliver of spatial power to ripple across the spot.

Bright moonlight spilled over his body, and a cool night breeze blew. Wu Yan stood in place and took a deep, heavy breath, feeling as though he had come back to life.

Turning his head to glance at his location, Wu Yan walked step by step outside the quiet room, roughly calculating the straight-line distance between the two points.

"Around seventy or eighty meters, though considering this is my first time, I'm a bit unpracticed. Once I get the hang of it in the future, should I be able to reach a hundred meters?"

Right now, however, Wu Yan had no intention of continuing his cultivation; when it was time to rest, he would rest.

He didn't harbor any deep-seated hatreds, so there was no need to forcibly drive himself into a life-or-death cultivation regimen.

Using ice to condense a lounge chair, Wu Yan lay upon it to bask in the moonlight and let the night breeze wash over him, letting out a long sigh. Whew... This is the life I want. Now, even if I sleep outside, I won't need to worry about catching a cold.

Yet, I am a very greedy fellow~

How can such a comfortable life only last for a little while?

A life like this, I want to keep it going on and on, until forever!