novelraw Chapter 815 - 463: Displaying One’s Power
Chapter 815 - 463: Displaying One’s Power
Chapter 815: Chapter 463: Displaying One’s Power
"Don’t speak." Lan Feng’s voice echoed in Yan Xiaobao’s mind, and then he said no to the green pearl, as Yan Xiaobao patiently waited for the continuation.
’If you merge with her, you will unlock the Wood element. This way you can become an alchemist. You will be able to craft all the magic potions and pills for us from the original world of this tomb master. This will help you in the future, so say yes. She is worth spending years mastering alchemy.’
Hearing these words, Yan Xiaobao nodded. Although he was not keen on alchemy, if Lan Feng asked him, he would do it. Lan Feng always knew what was best for them, and listening to him so far hasn’t led to any mistakes.
"I accept your condition." Yan Xiaobao sighed, a complex emotion appearing on the woman’s face. It was clear she was happy he accepted her request, but still felt fear.
"Don’t worry, it won’t hurt," Yan Xiaobao extended his hand with a slight smile. The woman hesitantly grasped his hand, and as memories from another lifetime entered Yan Xiaobao, his Lower Dantian emitted a large green light.
The memories were of her growing up in a small tribe on a plain. Many tribes lived together with occasional cooperation and constant communication.
Each tribe had about two thousand people, with three witches within each tribe. A person couldn’t be trained to become a witch, as witches were born with certain skills.
Each tribe permitted three witches and three apprentice wizards, but if they had more, they would sell the children with potential to become witches in other tribes. The green pearl was fortunate not to be sold, leading a peaceful life caring for her anticipated tribe.
One day, an elderly witch passed away, and she was promoted. Unfortunately, it didn’t last long. Months after her promotion, war broke out when two tribes joined forces to completely annihilate her tribe.
Tears fell down Yan Xiaobao’s cheeks, as he relived the life, affected by the green pearl’s sorrow. He watched her beloved tribe members succumb to the enemy one by one.
The green pearl was entirely different from the red wolf and the Blue Monk. Both had long been satisfied with their achievements in life. They both yearned for death and new life. However, the green pearl was different. She was still young, striving to achieve her goal of having her name echo across the Qian Plain as the most skilled tribal witch.
Hui Yue merged with her, gaining all the knowledge she discovered in her previous life. Most of her knowledge was about medicinal herbs and how to become a herbal medicine healer. This was useless now because the medicinal herbs she knew of came from another world; the knowledge here wasn’t very useful.
Although there were many abilities he couldn’t use, he had acquired the gift of a thousand divine talents. He gained the ability to give and take life.
In a sense, witches are mixtures of necromancers and therapists. When attacking, they use curses to plunder the life force of opponents and lethal poisons. They can absorb the life force they consume, draw the souls of opponents, resurrect the dead, and have them fight for them. Battling with life force is very different from using Inner Energy, as life force dissipates immediately after use. It doesn’t automatically recover like Inner Energy. What piqued Yan Xiaobao’s curiosity was that it might be used to study how Crusaders continue to move forward after death.
Despite how marvelous all this seemed, it came at a high price. Witches must pay a price for using their abilities with their own life force. Whenever they attack something, their life becomes the energy they burn.
Realizing this, Yan Xiaobao was shocked, until some information about harvesting life force emerged in his mind.
When a person dies a natural death, they will not have any remaining life force. However, if one dies prematurely, whether by accident or murder, then they will still leave a large amount of life force. This life force after one’s death quickly dissipates into the energy of heaven and earth but can be harvested by witches before it vanishes, and merged with their own life power. They also have the ability to draw life force from their souls and pour it into others to increase the other’s life power.
In terms of healing, life force is also required. If Yan Xiaobao wished to heal others’ wounds or his own, he would have to sacrifice his own life power. The more life force he sacrifices, the better the healing effect.
He finally understood why the green pearl would always decrease with each healing and then grow larger over time. As a part of Yan Xiaobao, the pearl can absorb the life force of opponents killed by Yan Xiaobao.
Understanding he would use his life force as a new form of energy, Yan Xiaobao didn’t feel too concerned as he knew he could harvest more when needed, but he knew he could only use it for attacking and healing.
Sighing, Yan Xiaobao decided not to use these attack or healing methods unless he was in a very bad situation, as once your life force is depleted, you will die.
"I advise you not to use these attacks until your life force is at least beyond your current hundred-year lifespan. What a reckless way to fight!" Lan Feng’s voice echoed in Yan Xiaobao’s heart. The two had been together for so long, everything Yan Xiaobao just experienced was directly projected onto Lan Feng as well.
Yan Xiaobao quickly scanned the two other open caves. One contained Wu Wei’s wings, always waiting for Yan Xiaobao to summon them. The last cave harbored a gemstone-like stone, filled with strange energy. Yan Xiaobao didn’t know what this gemstone was. Whether it can help him in the future remains to be seen.
Taking a deep breath again, Yan Xiaobao left his Lower Dantian, entering his spiritual energy sea and elemental flame residing in the Middle Dantian. Looking at the flames, a smile appeared on Yan Xiaobao’s lips as he saw a green flame flickering on the delicate sea of spiritual energy, accompanied by his other elemental flames.
Watching the flames extend out his hand, he saw it obedient like the other flames. It shot into his hand, filled with vitality. As he touched the flame, he could feel any trace of exhaustion disappear. Returning the flame to its place above the spiritual energy sea, Yan Xiaobao finally opened his eyes again, looking around at the saints standing before him. They vigilantly guarded him to protect him from any approaching harm.
"How long have I trained?" Yan Xiaobao stood up, gently brushing the dust and dirt off his robe. It felt like only a moment. However, he knew this was likely much longer than he expected. Reliving the green pearl’s life wasn’t something he could complete in a short time.
As Yan Xiaobao opened his mouth, all the saints jumped up in surprise, then turned excitedly to look at him. A grin appeared on their faces, but Yan Xiaobao did not feel happy.
Every one of the four saints, even Xiao Ning, had wounds. Zhu Jun had even lost a tooth, while Ye Ling’s forehead drooped from his forehead down to his cheek. His eye was slanted, making it evident he could no longer see anything.
Although Xiao Ning wasn’t injured like the other three, his face was bruised with swollen eyes. Seeing all their wounds made Yan Xiaobao’s heart taut, and worse, the impulse to use the healing art he just learned seized him. Unfortunately, he currently did not have enough life force to do so, retreating back. Yet his eyes darkened with anger.
Seeing his expression darken, Xiao Ning grinned, placing a hand on Yan Xiaobao’s shoulder. "Don’t worry," he said, smiling although his eye was so swollen he couldn’t see below it. "If you think we look terrible, then you should see the others." Luo Qiang joined in the conversation. When Yueyue started merging with the green witch, his robe was blue, but now his chest was stained deep red with all the blood.
"Did they die?" Yan Xiaobao asked, his voice strange. His eyes were so cold that the other four experts couldn’t help but tremble.
"No. You’ve been cultivating for about seven days. During these days, most saints came here. Most groups here have formed alliances to help each other. You know the group that appeared in this room before us, they were killed, and their treasures were shared among the alliance that murdered them."
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