Level 60!
His voice was a little hoarse from several days of silence, but the excitement in his tone was impossible to hide.
The medicinal power of the Mystic Spirit Nourishing Rhyme Pill not only repaired all the hidden injuries in his body, but also pushed his physical condition back to its peak.
They even took the opportunity to push his level directly to level 60.
Level 60 is the threshold for becoming Soul Emperor.
Although the cultivation system of the Douluo Continent does not completely correspond to the level division of the Dou Qi Continent, Xiao Yan himself knows all too well the significance of level 60 Soul Power.
He's only one Soul Ring away from breaking through to Soul Emperor.
Once he acquires a suitable Sixth Soul Ring, he will be able to officially enter the realm of the Soul Emperor, at which point his strength will experience a qualitative leap.
In the Douluo Continent, the difference between Soul Emperor and Soul King is like the difference between a Dou Emperor and Dou Wang in the Dou Qi Continent —it's a difference in level.
"Click click click!"
Xiao Yan stood up on the bed. Although the movement was small, his body, which had been sitting for several days, emitted a series of crisp bone sounds as he stretched.
The sound traveled from the cervical spine to the coccyx, and then from the shoulders to the fingertips, crackling and popping like popping beans.
That's the whole skeleton and joints readjusting to this energetic body, each joint like an oiled gear, starting to operate smoothly again.
He stretched, then clenched his fists lightly at his sides. A visible wave of air emanated from him, spreading outwards and causing the bed curtains to flutter slightly.
His aura reached an unprecedented peak at this moment.
It's not a sharp, aggressive edge, but rather a sense of fullness and harmony, as if every bit of power in the body is perfectly balanced and at its optimal state.
"Ten days have already passed...?"
Ten days is nothing to those high-level cultivators who often go into seclusion for months or even years.
But for Xiao Yan, this was the longest period of seclusion he had ever experienced since he transmigrated to the Dou Qi Continent.
Feeling the surging Soul Power within his body, Xiao Yan felt that he was in better condition than ever before.
I moved around a bit in the room and did a few simple stretches to help my stiff limbs regain their flexibility.
Xiao Yan took a deep breath before reaching out to push open the door.
The door hinges made a familiar soft sound, and the long-awaited sunlight poured down on him without reservation, warm and pleasant, carrying the unique freshness of the Starfall Pavilion's small world.
As soon as Xiao Yan opened the door, a figure in cyan robes sprang up from the stone bench in the courtyard as if it were springy.
Mu Qingluan, who had been cultivating with her eyes closed, opened them almost reflexively. A trace of bewilderment remained in her clear eyes, as if her cultivation had been interrupted.
Immediately, she was overjoyed and rushed towards him like a blue whirlwind.
Xiao Yan, you're finally out!
These past few days, Xiao Yan has been in seclusion in his room, absorbing the medicinal power and cultivating, while Mu Qingluan has been guarding him in the courtyard.
Although Venerable Feng did not explicitly tell her to stay by his side at all times, the fourteen-year-old Grandmaster took the responsibility for it herself.
She sat on the stone bench in the courtyard for ten days straight. Apart from necessary meals and rest, she spent most of her time meditating and cultivating, while also keeping an eye on the tightly closed door.
For a naturally lively and active girl, staying quietly in a courtyard for ten days is even more agonizing than secluded meditation.
Seeing Xiao Yan finally push open the door and come out, and looking much better than when he first arrived, I naturally showed an undisguised excitement on my face.
"Thank you for keeping Miss Mu waiting."
Xiao Yan nodded to her, his tone sincere.
However, before Xiao Yan Xiao Yan react, Mu Qingluan rushed over, grabbed his sleeve, and pulled him towards the courtyard exit.
Her movements were swift and decisive, giving Xiao Yan no chance to refuse.
That small, fair hand gripped his sleeve with surprising strength.
Xiao Yan stumbled a step as she pulled him, a helpless smile on his face, but he let her go.
In this Starfall Pavilion, besides Venerable Feng, this Grandmaster is probably the one you absolutely cannot afford to offend.
"You've been cooped up inside for ten days, it's time to come out and get some fresh air."
Come on, let's go! Senior sister will show you around the Starfall Pavilion.
Mu Qingluan pulled him forward, saying this without turning her head.
"Whoosh!"
Soon, a rather peculiar scene appeared in the Starfall Pavilion.
In the usually quiet and peaceful Starfall Pavilion, Grandmaster Mu Qingluan, who is usually Gu Ling, fearless, and whose strength far surpasses that of her peers.
At this moment, he was holding onto the sleeve of a strange young man and walking briskly along the bluestone path of the Starfall Pavilion.
The young man looked to be in his early twenties, with delicate features. He was dressed in black and still looked somewhat frail, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness. She dragged him along at a brisk pace.
The Starfall Pavilion disciples they encountered along the way all stopped and stared at him. Some widened their eyes, some whispered among themselves, and most cast curious and friendly glances at Xiao Yan.
Mu Qingluan led Xiao Yan through the pavilions and towers of the Starfall Pavilion, her mouth never stopping the whole way.
As she walked, she explained the layout of the Starfall Pavilion to Xiao Yan.
He knew every detail, from the purpose of the main hall to where the path led.
Her introduction was clear and organized, detailing the core area, the cultivation area, and the living area, clearly indicating that she had memorized these places thoroughly.
"Of the Four Pavilions of the Central Plains, only my Starfall Pavilion is independently located within this small world."
Starfall Pavilion, Mu Qingluan walked ahead with her hands behind her back, looking like a little tour guide. She turned around and introduced the place to Xiao Yan behind her.
As she said this, her chin was slightly raised, and her tone carried an undisguised pride.
"This space was created by Master and a senior many years ago."
They carved out this independent little world from within a meteorite that fell from the sky.
That meteorite itself contained extremely special power, and it was only after the master and that senior worked together to refine it that the Starfall Pavilion was able to establish its current foundation.
This is also Starfall Pavilion is extremely mysterious in the Central Plains, and almost no outsiders know its location.
Mu Qingluan became particularly enthusiastic when this topic came up, clearly showing her great admiration for her master's achievements.
Upon hearing Mu Qingluan's explanation, Xiao Yan immediately understood.
No wonder the Starfall Pavilion, one of the Four Pavilions, is so mysterious in Central Plains, attracting people's attention yet remaining elusive.
There isn't even a dedicated hall for it outside, and it's never revealed to the public. How could anyone else know the location of the Starfall Pavilion?
Let alone finding the entrance, the very existence of the Starfall Pavilion is a question mark in the minds of most people in Central Plains.