BTTH : Emperor Yang

Chapter 7: Chapter 7: Furious Lion Blazing Art

Xuan-Grade High-Level Cultivation Method: Furious Lion Blazing Art!

Xuan-Grade High-Level Dou Technique: Furious Lion Roar!

A matching high-level Xuan-Grade cultivation method and Dou Technique.

This was likely the highest-grade cultivation method one could find on the open market within the Jia Ma Empire. Paired with its corresponding Dou Technique, its power could barely rival that of a low-level Earth-Grade Dou Technique.

Of course, sects like Yun Lan Sect possessed Earth-Grade cultivation methods and Dou Techniques, but those were sect-guarding legacies and would never be available for public trade.

After calming his emotions, Wei Yang carefully studied the contents of the Furious Lion Blazing Art.

”Furious Lion Blazing—fierce and domineering, pure yang and unyielding. Condense the might of the Lion King, gather the form of the Blazing Lion...”

As he delved deeper into the cultivation method, a joyful expression gradually surfaced on his face, his heart filled with excitement.

This was a fire-attribute cultivation method, specifically of the yang type—perfectly aligned with him!

Wei Yang himself possessed a fire attribute, with a slight mutated yang variant, making this cultivation method a flawless match.

This must be fate!

Unable to suppress his excitement, Wei Yang immediately sat cross-legged in the stone chamber, began circulating his Dou Qi, and switched to the new cultivation method.

Time to change cultivation methods!

He had tolerated the Huang-Grade High-Level Crimson Flame Art for far too long.

Now that he had something far superior, he didn’t hesitate—he switched immediately!

As he began cultivating—

A high-level Xuan-Grade cultivation method was vastly superior to the Crimson Flame Art in every way, but it was also far more complex.

Wei Yang steadied his mind, carefully guiding a strand of Dou Qi through the new meridian pathways.

As one full cycle of circulation completed, the strand of Dou Qi returned to his dantian, now transformed into a completely new type of Dou Qi.

Its size had shrunk, compressed and refined.

The previously light-red Dou Qi had now deepened into a crimson hue, carrying a faint golden tint.

As time passed, his aura became more condensed and powerful, but his realm was steadily decreasing.

In the blink of an eye, seven days had passed.

During these seven days, Wei Yang had practically gone without sleep, focusing entirely on cultivating his new method.

When hungry, he ate dried rations.

When tired, he rested briefly before resuming.

Finally, after seven days—

In the stone chamber, Wei Yang slowly opened his eyes.

BOOM!

A surge of formidable energy erupted from him!

A crimson lion head, faintly tinged with gold, materialized around him, shrouding him in a powerful presence.

A majestic lion’s roar echoed through the chamber, shaking the very air!

Momentum explosion!

A ring-shaped shockwave burst outward, sweeping across the entire stone chamber.

Clatter—

The skeleton on the stone chair collapsed, its bones scattering.

Several seconds later, the chamber returned to silence, and the lion phantom slowly faded back into his body.

Crack—crackle—

Wei Yang stood up, stretching his body, feeling refreshed and in peak condition.

His cultivation level had fallen from a Six-Star Dou Shi to a Two-Star Dou Shi, yet his actual strength had not decreased—in fact, his aura was even stronger and more refined than before!

He was certain that once he reached Six-Star Dou Shi again, his overall strength would be at least ten times greater than before!

This is the power of a high-level cultivation method!

Everything—Dou Qi quality, quantity, attack power, defense, endurance, recovery—had improved across the board.

Wei Yang picked up the Furious Lion Blazing Art scroll, unable to help but sigh in admiration.

And this was just a high-level Xuan-Grade cultivation method.

What about Earth-Grade?

What about Heaven-Grade?

Just how powerful would those be?

Setting aside the Furious Lion Blazing Art, Wei Yang picked up the Furious Lion Roar scroll and began carefully studying it.

Xuan-Grade High-Level Dou Technique.

A technique that complements his cultivation method.

Right now, he only knows a single Huang-Grade Mid-Level Dou Technique: Shattering Stone Palm.

Now, he finally has a technique that can serve as his foundation.

At that moment, Wei Yang couldn’t wait to start studying it.

Furious Lion Roar, a Xuan-Grade High-Level Dou Technique, contains both Dou Qi and sonic attacks.

It can be unleashed with weapons or bare fists. Its attack power is fierce and domineering. When mastered, the dual forces merge into one—its roaring soundwave strikes fear into enemies, while the Dou Qi destroys their bodies. This dual-layered assault makes its power comparable to a Earth-Grade Low-Level Dou Technique...

After carefully reading through the contents of Furious Lion Roar, Wei Yang felt overjoyed.

Absolutely solid.

”Time to cultivate!”

With that, he once again immersed himself in training.

This feeling of getting stronger—who could resist it?

Since he had nothing else to do, why not just cultivate here?

Thus, another three days passed, and he had gained some insights into the technique.

Since it was designed to complement his cultivation method, they enhanced each other. With his method as a foundation, practicing it wasn’t too difficult. Now, he had barely reached the entry level.

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Hoo~

Sitting cross-legged at the stone table, Wei Yang let out a long breath.

Reluctantly setting down the Dou Technique scroll, he picked up a black scroll lying beside him.

Xuan-Grade High-Level Flight Dou Technique.

This was something as valuable as an Earth-Grade Low-Level Dou Technique!

Soaring through the skies was everyone’s dream. Wei Yang, too, longed for the freedom of flight.

Taking a deep breath, he adjusted himself to his optimal state.

Only then did he slowly spread open the scroll on the table.

In his line of sight, a pair of dark, eerie eagle wings appeared, meticulously engraved onto the scroll. They looked incredibly lifelike, as if they were alive.

These eagle wings were completely black, with faint traces of mysterious purple patterns. They resembled black metal, and touching them gave off a metallic texture.

Strangely enough, the wings seemed alive. When he blew gently on them, the metallic feathers quivered slightly, just like real ones.

”Purple Cloud Black Fire Eagle—A Rank Five Flying Magical Beast. It is said to possess a trace of the ancient phoenix’s bloodline. Its flight speed ranks among the top of all flying magical beasts. Cunning and ferocious by nature, it is extremely difficult to capture and only inhabits the north of the continent—the misty mountain areas.”

A line of small text on the scroll recorded the origin of these eagle wings used in the Flight Dou Technique.

A Rank Five Magical Beast was equivalent to a Dou Wang, and the Purple Cloud Black Fire Eagle was one of the elites among Rank Five Flying Magical Beasts. Dealing with it was as difficult as facing a Dou Huang. This indirectly proved the immense strength of the one who created this technique.

At the same time, just from the name Purple Cloud Black Fire Eagle, it was clear that this beast had a fire attribute. It might even have some wind affinity as well.

”The lingering soul of the Purple Cloud Black Fire Eagle...”

Wei Yang ran his fingers across the eagle-wing diagram. With his powerful soul perception, he could sense a trace of a violent spirit hidden deep within the wings.

This was the beast soul of the Purple Cloud Black Fire Eagle, similar to an artifact spirit. Refining it was the key to mastering this Flight Dou Technique.

”With my soul strength, I don’t need to worry too much about the residual soul of this Purple Cloud Eagle attacking me. Though it was Rank Five when alive, now it’s merely a remnant soul. Like water without a source, after countless years, its intelligence has diminished to nothing but beastly instinct. It shouldn’t pose much of a threat.” Wei Yang thought to himself.

Taking a deep breath, he placed both palms on the scroll, gently covering it. His eyes slowly closed.

As soon as his hands made contact, a fierce and ear-piercing screech erupted from within the eagle wings, shaking his very soul.

The cry pierced through the scroll and traveled along Wei Yang’s arms, drilling straight into his mind.

Wei Yang, experiencing a soul attack for the first time, shuddered violently. His face turned slightly pale.

”Hmph.”

Wei Yang let out a cold snort, steadied his mind, and fortified his soul perception. His spiritual power formed several protective layers around his consciousness, blocking out the shrieking assault.

Seeing that the soul cry was ineffective, the Purple Cloud Eagle’s remnant spirit momentarily fell silent.

But then, a surge of even more violent emotions suddenly burst from the scroll, slamming ruthlessly against Wei Yang’s soul defenses.

Wei Yang gritted his teeth and held his ground, resisting the assault.

Finally, after over ten minutes of intense struggle, the battle of souls came to an end—the Purple Cloud Eagle’s remnant spirit was defeated.