Intercepting Eight Extremes Collapse, Heaven-Tier Power

Xiao Yan soon brought over a large wooden basin filled with clear well water.

By then, Yao Lao had finished concocting the medicine. A droplet of jade-colored liquid hovered above his palm.

With a flick of his finger, Yao Lao sent the droplet into the clear water in the basin.

At once, the basin of clear water turned green.

Through Xiao Yan's soul perception, he could sense wisps of pure Dou Qi energy evaporating from the water into the air.

"The medicinal water in this basin will only last two months. After that, you'll need to prepare the same ingredients every two months."

"Alright, cultivate in there. I'm tired."

After speaking, Yao Lao shot into the ring with a whoosh.

"Teacher, thank you for the effort."

Xiao Yan spoke respectfully toward the empty air.

Then, he took off his shirt, baring his upper body.

After giving it some thought, he took off his pants and shoes as well. After all, he would be using this basin of water for two months.

He should at least keep it clean. Otherwise, the water would stink.

With a splash, Xiao Yan sat cross-legged in the wooden basin.

The icy water rose past his lower abdomen.

Half a month later.

Inside the room, Xiao Yan stopped cultivating. His tightly shut eyes suddenly opened, and a flash of white light flickered through them.

"Four-Stage Dou Qi."

Feeling the abundant Dou Qi within his body, Xiao Yan knew he had broken through without needing to test it.

"At this rate, it should take another two months to reach Five-Stage Dou Qi."

Xiao Yan frowned slightly, clearly rather dissatisfied.

If it had been the old Xiao Yan, he would certainly have been delighted by such progress.

But Xiao Yan had only recently transmigrated here and was bound to a system, so naturally, his standards were higher.

Over the past half month, he had lived an ascetic life of secluded cultivation.

Every day, aside from eating, drinking, and relieving himself, all he did was cultivate, cultivate, cultivate.

He had been a corporate slave working 996 hours in his previous life, so he could endure this kind of harsh cultivation.

At that moment, Yao Lao emerged from the ring and floated in the air.

Xiao Yan quickly bowed and asked, "Teacher, is there any way to speed up my cultivation?"

Yao Lao rolled his eyes at the youth.

Still, he was shocked that Xiao Yan had reached Four-Stage Dou Qi so quickly.

Even with the spiritual medicine he had refined, Yao Lao had estimated that Xiao Yan would need at least a month to reach the fourth stage.

Yet the youth had reached it in merely half a month.

It seemed he had still underestimated his disciple's talent in Dou Qi cultivation.

Or perhaps the youth had regressed from the Dou Zhe realm to Three-Stage Dou Qi and then stagnated there for three years, laying down a solid foundation.

No matter the reason, the youth's talent in Dou Qi was beyond doubt.

Yao Lao said sternly, "Xiao Yan, the Dou Qi stage is when you build your foundation. Only by laying it firmly can you walk faster and fly higher in the future."

Xiao Yan chuckled. "Teacher, I understand the principle. But in less than a year, I have to participate in the clan's coming-of-age ceremony. If I fail to pass, I'll be driven out of the Xiao Clan. How can I not be anxious?"

"You also know that yesterday, when I went to the Battle Skill Hall to find some battle skills to practice, I offended Cousin Xiao Ning again."

"Sigh, he said he'd challenge me at the coming-of-age ceremony and break my legs."

"Xiao Ning already has Eighth Duan Dou Qi. Of course I'm anxious."

Yao Lao rubbed his forehead. Naturally, he knew all about what Xiao Yan was talking about.

Since ancient times, beautiful women had brought disaster. Xiao Ning admired Xiao Xun'er, while Xiao Xun'er liked Xiao Yan.

That naturally made Xiao Yan a thorn in Xiao Ning's side, someone he wanted to make trouble for.

"Isn't it all your own fault? Instead of properly cultivating Dou Qi, you insisted on going to the Battle Skill Hall for that trash. Do you have too much energy to burn?"

Yao Lao snorted.

Xiao Yan spread his hands and said:

"Teacher, you can't blame me for that. Aside from Suction Palm, I don't know any battle skills at all."

"These are the only battle skills the clan has. If I don't learn them, what am I supposed to use to compete with others at the coming-of-age ceremony?"

"Besides, I learn battle skills quickly. They don't take much energy either."

Yao Lao's mouth twitched. Wasn't this brat just trying to trick a battle skill out of him? He made it sound so righteous.

Still, the boy's talent in battle skills was no less impressive than his talent in Dou Qi cultivation.

That Suction Palm—this boy had learned it after one look and gotten started on his first attempt.

In just half a month, he had already achieved minor mastery. His talent was terrifying.

What Yao Lao did not know was that Xiao Yan was not practicing the Low Profound Tier Suction Palm.

He was practicing the Low Earth-tier Suction Palm.

Yao Lao shook his head helplessly.

"Fine, Xiao Yan. You've achieved your goal."

"I'll teach you a Black Tier battle skill renowned for its offensive power."

Xiao Yan's eyes lit up. "What grade of the Black Tier?"

"High-Level Xuan Tier. If I remember correctly, someone once begged me in tears to accept it."

"I wasn't interested in the thing at all. If he hadn't pestered me until I got sick of it, I wouldn't have refined pills for him."

Yao Lao spoke casually, as if this battle skill were nothing more than trash lying on the ground.

"If he was willing to beg you so shamelessly, doesn't that just prove how superb your alchemy is, Teacher?"

Xiao Yan hurriedly flattered him.

Yao Lao rolled his eyes. He was very satisfied with this disciple's talent for cultivation.

Yet the boy always liked playing petty tricks and acting like a rogue. On top of that, he cursed at him several times every day.

He claimed that cursing himself daily kept him motivated and made sure he never forgot where he came from.

What kind of crooked logic was that?

Shaking his head, Yao Lao said:

"Close your eyes and focus your mind. I'll pass this battle skill on to you."

As he spoke, he pressed a finger to Xiao Yan's forehead.

His head stung slightly, and Xiao Yan felt a great amount of information pour into his mind.

"Eight Extremes Collapse: a High-Level Xuan Tier battle skill. A close-combat battle skill renowned for its overwhelming offensive power. At major mastery, each strike contains eight layers of force. When the eight layers stack, its power rivals that of a Low Earth-tier battle skill."

On the Dou Qi Continent, the gap between the Black Tier and the Earth Tier was like the difference between heaven and earth. They could not be compared.

The strongest attack of Eight Extremes Collapse could reach the power of a Low Earth-tier battle skill, proving just how extraordinary it was.

[ Ding! The host has intercepted Eight Extremes Collapse. Xiao Yan's level has been judged to be weakened by 2 stars. ]

[ Reward: Eight Extremes Collapse rank upgraded to High-Level Earth Tier. ]

[ At major mastery, attacks contain eight times eight, or sixty-four layers of force; at perfect mastery, eight times nine, or seventy-two layers of force stack together, rivaling a Low-Level Heaven Tier battle skill. ]

Powerful, far too powerful.

Looking at the system reward, Xiao Yan's face was filled with shock.

"Stop being shocked. Eight Extremes Collapse places extremely high demands on physical strength."

"With those skinny arms and legs of yours, if you forcefully use Eight Extremes Collapse, your muscles will probably rupture before your opponent does."

Yao Lao let out a sinister laugh, as though some scheme was brewing in his eyes.

Xiao Yan rolled his eyes and touched the strong muscles on his arm. How were these skinny arms and legs?

Though he already knew the answer, he asked, "Oh? Then how do I increase my physical strength?"

"Take a beating! The worse the beating, the better!"

Yao Lao laughed darkly.

Take a beating? No one loved taking a beating more than he did.

The system urged Xiao Yan every day to kill himself.

Each time, Xiao Yan would use self-harm to make the system judge that he had harmed Xiao Yan.

He had acted; it was simply that Xiao Yan was too strong, so he had failed.

And every time he harmed himself through self-harm, the system would randomly issue a reward.

For example, Xiao Yan once cut his palm with a knife and randomly received +1 palm defense.

For another example, once Xiao Yan beat himself until he coughed up blood, and the system rewarded him with +2 body recovery.

However, the same ordinary act of self-harm generally could not earn rewards more than once.

Otherwise, Xiao Yan would have become a god by now.

Still, Xiao Yan found himself inexplicably looking forward to Yao Lao's Dou Qi whipping.