Purple Cloud Wings

"What a nice place. Brother Yun, let's go down." As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Yan had already walked ahead.

Lin Qingyun glanced at the Fire Wolf following behind them and did not think much of it, quickly keeping pace with Xiao Yan.

Only after Lin Qingyun's figure disappeared did the Fire Wolf return to the woods behind them.

They followed a slope downward and crossed the river. At last, the two of them arrived at the waterfall. After searching the surroundings and confirming that no Magical Beasts were around, delighted smiles appeared on both their faces.

When they reached the steep cliff face, Lin Qingyun could hardly wait to climb up. At a spot two or three zhang above the ground, he chose a dwelling that satisfied him.

The inside of the cave was somewhat cool, but because it was located on the cliff face, with its back to the sunlight, the cave was a little dim.

He took out a Moonlight Stone to illuminate the small cave, startling several bats that lived inside. Apart from that, there were no traces left behind by any Magical Beasts within the cave. After roughly cleaning the cave, he took some outdoor supplies he had purchased from his Storage Ring and set up a soft, dry resting bed inside.

After placing the necessary living supplies, Lin Qingyun used a boulder to block the cave entrance until it could only allow one person to pass through. Even though Xiao Yan's dwelling was not far from his, the necessary safety measures still had to be taken.

Everything was ready. Looking at the cave that had taken on a completely new look, Lin Qingyun grinned, took off his shoes, and sat down heavily on the soft bed. After letting out a long breath, he took several scrolls from his Storage Ring.

Three bamboo slips and one sheepskin scroll.

He was already somewhat impatient to open that Black Scroll. It was the Profound Tier Advanced Flying Fighting Skill he had obtained in the cave.

Soaring through the sky was everyone's dream, and Lin Qingyun was also extremely interested in flying freely. Once he gained the ability to fly, his ability to escape with his life would also improve greatly.

Especially when someone who had not yet stepped into the Dou Wang realm could fly, that sense of style shot up immediately.

Holding the scroll in both hands, Lin Qingyun untied the carefully bound thin cord on it with a touch of excitement, then slowly spread it open.

As the pitch-black scroll unfolded, two eagle wings, black with a hint of purple, appeared before his eyes. Faint purple fiery-cloud patterns could be seen on the eagle wings. It was precisely these fiery-cloud patterns that made a wave of heat seem to rush toward him. If one looked closely, it seemed possible to see the feathers, carrying a slight metallic texture, faintly stirring in the breeze, as though this pair of wings truly existed. It was extremely miraculous.

He reached out and gently stroked the seemingly real wings. Suddenly, Lin Qingyun sensed an extremely violent will. In the haziness, there seemed to be a sharp cry piercing into his ears, making his mind restless.

"Sure enough, it's the same as the original plot." A trace of solemnity appeared in Lin Qingyun's eyes. This violent will was rather troublesome.

When he withdrew his hand from it, his gaze swept over the scroll and finally stopped on a few lines of small characters beside it.

After carefully reading through them, Lin Qingyun took a deep breath and gradually emptied his mind. Following the cultivation method described above, he moved both palms onto the scroll, lightly pressing against the soft wings, and slowly closed his eyes.

Not long after his palms touched the wings, the frenzied and savage will within the eagle wings suddenly let out a sharp cry that made the soul tremble. The cry passed through the scroll like an invisible arrow, directly piercing through the space between his brows and seeping into his mind.

In an instant, Lin Qingyun's face turned pale and twisted slightly. An attack that came from the soul, especially such a sudden and fierce attack, was extremely painful.

Lin Qingyun clenched his teeth hard. He knew clearly that if he could not endure beneath this violent will, he would only become a beast that knew nothing but slaughter. That would be worse than simply killing him outright.

"Damn it, I even dared to look straight at the will of the Lord of the Desolate Ancient Universe. Am I supposed to be afraid of one incomplete will? Screw you..." Lin Qingyun cursed inwardly. His will was shrouded in a layer of golden light, with countless characters flowing across it. Like a vast torrent, they surged down and washed everything away. Wherever they passed, wisps of black smoke could faintly be seen scattering, and beast-like hisses came from within the smoke.

This torrent of golden characters flowed around once. Only after the black smoke in his mind had completely dispersed did it retreat back into the depths of his will.

Lin Qingyun also let out a breath of relief. Though his face was pale, he could not suppress the joy within him. This bout of pain had brought him even greater gains.

All of a sudden, his body trembled. A large surge of Dou Qi appeared out of nowhere within his Meridians. Supported by this large surge of Dou Qi, his essence, energy, and spirit instantly returned to their peak state. Even his cultivation improved a great deal at once, shortening the conditions that would originally have required a month for advancement by at least half.

Lin Qingyun closed his eyes slightly while carefully organizing the large amount of information that had suddenly emerged in his mind. This information described the method for making Flying Fighting Skills.

The method for making Flying Fighting Skills had practically been lost on the Dou Qi Continent, but the Dragonless Heart Method had forcibly restored the production process through this Flying Fighting Skill.

The production method of a Flying Fighting Skill was very complicated. It required the wings of a flying Magical Beast as the raw material, combined with certain special formations and the Rank 6 Pill, Wing-Transforming Pattern Pill. Finally, one had to use the unique totem Secret Technique of the Barbarian Tribe in the northern part of the Dou Qi Continent before it could be made.

Looking over this lengthy explanation in his mind, Lin Qingyun, who had originally been full of enthusiasm, wilted like an eggplant hit by frost.

This complicated?

To hell with that!

He opened his eyes and sighed. His palms touched the eagle wings again, but this time he was not attacked. Lin Qingyun pursed his lips, and the Dou Qi within his body began slowly circulating along the route described on the scroll. A moment later, the Dou Qi flowed to his arms and gradually surged into his palms.

When the Dou Qi appeared in his palms, the eagle wings on the Black Scroll suddenly shone brightly. The purple and black colors grew increasingly dense, and finally turned into two tiny rays of Purple Light that shot like lightning into Lin Qingyun's palms.

Lin Qingyun, who had long since prepared himself, did not lose his composure. He merely began with a solemn expression, preparing to face the sudden assault that would come next.

After the two tiny rays of purple-black light entered Lin Qingyun's body, they were like wild horses that had thrown off their reins, racing swiftly along his Meridians. Only when they reached the Meridians in his back did they come to a stop. Then they turned and actually forcefully pulled two extremely tiny branch Meridians out of that Meridian.

One, two, three...

During this pulling process, Lin Qingyun, caught off guard, let out a direct scream. This crude and brutal method was like having a piece of flesh forcibly cut from his body with a blade.

Lin Qingyun did his best to control the pain, clenching both fists, but he still could not help cursing, "What the hell is this thing? Why does it hurt so much?"

He clearly knew this process, and had even mentally prepared himself, but...

Yamete...

This wave after wave of pain lasted for who knew how long. Lin Qingyun only knew that just as his consciousness was about to sink, the intense pain came to an abrupt stop.

Only after letting out a relieved breath did Lin Qingyun realize that the clothes on his body were almost completely soaked with sweat. But at this moment, he clearly could not bother with that. Lin Qingyun directly took off his upper garment, then retrieved a crystal mirror from his Storage Ring. With the help of the reflected light, he could see that a pair of black eagle-wing tattoos, each the size of a palm, had appeared on his back.

"So this is the Purple Cloud Wings?" A smile appeared on Lin Qingyun's face. The Dou Qi within his body moved according to his will, flowing into the dozen or so newly opened Meridians on his back.

Receiving the transmission of Dou Qi, the pitch-black tattoos immediately released a faint black-purple halo. Under Lin Qingyun's shocked gaze, they seemed to transform into solid wings, while the area of the wings also expanded from their original palm size to around half a chi.

He increased the output of Dou Qi again, and the area of the wings behind him expanded accordingly. In just a few breaths, they changed into what seemed like a pair of truly spread eagle wings, a full three chi long and one chi wide. The black-purple feathers flickered with a steel-like luster. If one looked carefully, one could still see flowing purple-flame cloud patterns on the alternating purple and black feathers, adding a touch of mystery.

With a bit of curiosity, Lin Qingyun controlled the wings and gave them a slight flap. Suddenly, a downward force lifted Lin Qingyun's body off the ground. Although he was only half a chi above the ground, even this alone left Lin Qingyun extremely satisfied.

After hovering like this for a dozen or so breaths, the Purple Cloud Wings suddenly shrank back and turned into a pattern again, while Lin Qingyun fell onto the bed.

Having experienced the feeling of ultra-low-altitude hovering, Lin Qingyun was quite content. However, he also estimated that with the amount of Dou Qi in his body, he could at most support himself in the air for a dozen or so breaths. If he flew high into the sky, that time would be even shorter.

Still, being able to manage brief low-altitude flight already satisfied him greatly. After all, everything had to be taken slowly, did it not?

He slowly stretched, and Lin Qingyun put away the Black Scroll before him, which had already turned blank. After pondering briefly, he opened the two scrolls before him, one red and one green, at the same time.

The green scroll was also a treasure obtained from the cave. It was a Profound Tier Advanced Fighting Skill: Raging Lion's Chant.

As for the red scroll, it was something he had pried out of that stingy bastard Medicine Elder's hands using the Ice Spirit Flame Grass. It was likewise a Profound Tier Advanced Fighting Skill: Crimson Sun Shines Over Nine Heavens!

Both were Fighting Skills suited for spear techniques, and could be considered a supplement to his spear Fighting Skills. Before this, the only spear Fighting Skill Lin Qingyun had cultivated was a Yellow Tier Intermediate spear Fighting Skill: Raging Waterfall Thrust.

The name sounded very impressive, but in reality, it was not very useful.

Using the Dragonless Heart Method, that cheat-like ability, he only looked through them a few times before becoming proficient, and at the same time, they brought him two not-weak surges of Dou Qi. He got off the bed, assumed a stance, and tried using them several times. Only after confirming that he had grasped them did he stop.

Putting away the scrolls, Lin Qingyun turned his gaze to the final leather scroll, which looked somewhat ancient.

He untied the thin cord bound around it and slowly spread it open. With a bit of curiosity, he carefully examined the seemingly irregular lines on the scroll.

Unfortunately, he could not make anything of them. Only the slightly blurry pattern of the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame seemed somewhat unusual. Other than that, there was nothing special.

"Forget it, forget it. The Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame will naturally appear. As for this Fragmented Map, I'll leave it to fate!" Lin Qingyun studied the Fragmented Map. Even he was not certain whether he could gather it all.

He stretched and looked outside, only to realize that the sky had unknowingly turned dark.

"Starting tomorrow, it's time to cultivate properly."

Many thanks to book friend Maintains Seven Parts Cold for the 100 Qidian Coin tip.