Battle Through the Heavens: Heavenly comprehension

Under the long corridor, several young children gathered in a circle. Their tender faces were filled with seriousness, creating an unusually tense atmosphere.

"Cousin Xiao Yan, will the little man be able to move this time?" the girl in red couldn't help but ask.

Although the girl was still young, her eyes and eyebrows carried a natural charm, making her a beauty in the making.

Xun'er, dressed in an elegant green dress like a lotus, gently hushed, "Cousin Xiao Mei, don't disturb Brother Xiao Yan."

Beside them, Xiao Yu, dressed in a blue gown, had legs longer than the average person. Due to her slightly older age, although she was also nervous, she remained silent.

Xiao Yan seemed to ignore the presence of the girls around him, focusing intently on assembling the colorful iron figurine in his hands.

Once he finished assembling its right arm, he carefully examined several precious magic cores on the ground and picked out a decent first-tier wood attribute core, embedding it into the slot on the figurine's chest.

As soon as the core was installed, a surge of green energy spread throughout the iron figurine's body. In an instant, the small figurine seemed to come to life, its limbs moving, and its eyes glowing with a shimmering green light.

Even Xiao Yu, the eldest among them, couldn't help but exclaim in amazement as she leaned in to get a closer look at the fascinating creation.

[Due to your extensive experience in assembling dolls, you have achieved enlightenment and mastered the "Basic Puppet Manufacturing Technique."]

["Basic Puppet Manufacturing Technique" – Using magic cores as energy and refined iron as the body, you can create simple moving puppets.]

Seeing the system notification appear, Xiao Yan handed the iron figurine to the three girls to play with, then slowly stood up and stretched lazily.

Time passed bit by bit, and two and a half years had gone by since the "Choosing Ceremony."

Over the past two years, thanks to selecting medical skills and magic cores during the ceremony, Xiao Yan gained support in the field of medicine that he desired.

Despite his young age, the adults intentionally imparted knowledge about medicinal herbs and their properties to him.

With his extraordinary comprehension, Xiao Yan only needed to learn a little to infer much more. In just one year, he had developed a miraculous medicine.

As long as a person had a single breath left, consuming this medicine would bring them back to life.

Of course, pills made from ordinary herbs couldn't match the potency of high-level seventh-grade elixirs like the "Bone-Growing Blood-Merging Pill."

Xiao Yan's medicine was only effective for those below the Dou Huang (Battle Emperor) level.

If the injured person had a much higher cultivation level, their formidable body would be beyond the healing capabilities of this medicine.

Perhaps given enough time and access to more ingredients, Xiao Yan could develop pills to heal even Dou Zong (Battle Sect) or Dou Zun (Battle Sovereign) experts.

However, achieving a qualitative leap with conventional methods would take far more effort than just a single year.

With the burden of his grandfather's injury finally easing, Xiao Yan didn't let his extraordinary talent go to waste. He delved into the study of puppetry.

Initially, Xiao Yan had no such ability; at most, he could only make dolls to amuse Xun'er, his future little wife.

However, with his exceptional talent, once he started learning something, he could rapidly advance.

Through numerous attempts, Xiao Yan mastered the basics of mechanical assembly from scratch, learned how to draw energy inscriptions on puppets, and eventually figured out how to harness magic core energy.

Given a few more years, Xiao Yan was confident he could create powerful battle puppets for actual combat, or even a temporary body for his teacher, Yao Lao.

Thus, what began as a small gesture to entertain his future wife turned into a rewarding endeavor.

Stretching his wrists, Xiao Yan watched the three girls playing with the iron figurine, his eyes filled with contemplation.

This time, Xiao Yan did not delve deeper into puppet manufacturing but instead pondered ways to enhance his soul power.

Soul power—something the people of the Jia Ma Empire believed couldn't be improved through cultivation techniques—was actually trainable using specialized methods in powerful factions like the Central Plains' Alchemist Tower.

Since ancient cultivators could create cultivation techniques to enhance soul power, Xiao Yan, with his extraordinary talent, naturally didn't think he was any less capable than those predecessors.

Enlightenment—it's only a matter of time!

Suddenly, a commotion arose from the other side of the corridor, and the voices sounded rather anxious.

"Blood?" Xiao Yan turned his head and wrinkled his nose slightly.

With his keen soul perception, Xiao Yan quickly identified the unconscious person being carried by the Xiao family experts.

"It's today!" Xiao Yan's eyes widened slightly. He had been preparing for this moment for a long time and would not allow his beloved grandfather to die just like that.

Instructing his cousin Xiao Yu to look after his little wife, Xiao Yan stepped forward and followed them.

"Elder Han, even you have no way to save him?!" Xiao Zhan asked anxiously, his voice filled with despair as he looked at the elder shaking his head repeatedly.

Elder Han's face was grim as he sighed and said, "Young Master, the old master is a Dou King expert. His physical resilience far surpasses ordinary people, and the pills I refine with mundane fire are ineffective for someone of his level."

Hearing this, everyone present showed sorrowful expressions.

A Dou King expert, capable of condensing battle qi wings to fly, had long surpassed the level of ordinary people.

Minor injuries could be treated with medicine combined with their powerful battle qi, but now, the old master's body was severely injured and on the verge of death. Medicine alone was useless.

"My husband, don't worry too much just yet," Qin Yueyao said as she supported Xiao Zhan, comforting him.

Xiao Zhan's eyes lit up. His wife was a water-attributed battle qi cultivator, known for having the most suitable energy for healing injuries, often referred to as a walking healing potion.

With her current strength, saving his father shouldn't be too difficult.

Just as Qin Yueyao was about to speak, her beautiful eyes caught sight of a small figure weaving through the crowd.

Letting go of Xiao Zhan, Qin Yueyao gracefully approached the little figure that no one else had noticed. "Yan'er, why are you here? Go outside now."

Xiao Lin, her father-in-law, was gravely injured, covered in blood, and barely breathing. He could die at any moment, and it was not appropriate for a child to witness such a scene.

"I saw Grandpa was injured, and I have medicine," Xiao Yan said as he sat down beside the bed. Looking at his grandfather's pale face, he felt a deep pain in his heart, even though he knew he could heal him in an instant.

Everyone around couldn't help but smile bitterly at the child's innocent words.

Ordinary medicines were practically useless for a Dou King unless they were rare elixirs refined by master alchemists—those might offer some hope.

Without hesitation, Xiao Yan pulled out an exquisite jade bottle from his robe, poured out a small white pill, and placed it in Xiao Lin's mouth.

"Go find your sister Xun'er," Qin Yueyao said, taking Xiao Yan's small hand. How could a severely injured person even swallow the medicine?

But at that moment, Qin Yueyao's eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at the injured elder lying on the bed.

The others also stared in shock, their eyes full of astonishment.

Before their eyes, Xiao Lin's gruesome wounds were healing at a visible speed.

His pale complexion rapidly regained a healthy flush.

A muffled groan escaped Xiao Lin's lips, and the elder who was just on the brink of death suddenly sat up from the bed.

Apart from his tattered, bloodstained clothes, he now looked just like the mighty patriarch of the Xiao family once more!

Xiao Yan thought to himself: Since the medicine he developed was meant for gravely injured individuals, he had naturally considered that they might be unconscious and unable to take it normally.

Thus, it was designed to dissolve instantly in the mouth and take effect rapidly—an essential trait for emergency treatment.

Even if Xiao Lin had been injured even more severely, as long as he still had a breath left, this pill could bring him back.

This divine medicine was called "King of Hell Bows Down"—even if the King of Hell himself came, he would have to bow and leave.

(End of Chapter)

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