Chapter 158: Spirit Clan Inheritance: Fire Forging Art!
By the lakeside, Jiang Lin looked at the Meridian Nourishing Pill in his hand, his heart feeling somewhat complicated.
Because...
Sensing the kindness of the elder soul within Xiao Yan's ring, as well as the gratitude in Xiao Yan's eyes, Jiang Lin felt a strange sense of embarrassment inside.
The Earth-rank Secret Technique: Dou Qi Furnace was simple yet powerful, directly drawing heaven and earth Dou Qi into the body, merging it with one's own Dou Qi. With a Dou Tool, he could directly ignite it, but within his own body, Jiang Lin only dared to merge it for now, not daring to ignite it. Merging was a test of meridian strength, but igniting it was a test of whether Jiang Lin would end up in his grave.
As the creator of this secret technique, Jiang Lin was naturally aware of its effects. If he still dared to continue crafting it, it meant that meridian damage wasn't much of a problem for him.
His self-created technique, the Fire Forging Art, naturally had the benefit of meridian repair built into its training process.
After all, if Jiang Lin were considered a spiritual artifact, then during intense battles, the internal meridian patterns of spiritual artifacts were the most prone to damage. Naturally, the Fire Forging Art was designed to automatically repair these damaged meridian patterns.
For Jiang Lin's current "minor fatal injury," just two or three days of cultivation would heal it up.
"Wait, you're repairing my meridians... Did you cultivate that technique?"
Yao Chen was momentarily stunned when Jiang Lin asked, about to say something, but then he stared at Jiang Lin in surprise.
"Hmm?" Jiang Lin's expression tightened as he looked at Yao Chen.
Whoosh!
In the cave by the lake, the two of them, along with the spirit, set up a campfire, and the atmosphere fell into silence.
At this moment, Xiao Yan, who had been drying his clothes, suddenly asked, "Brother Lin, when will you…"
Jiang Lin then turned to Yao Chen and asked, "Senior, do you know a lot about me?"
"…"
Xiao Yan stared blankly at Jiang Lin, feeling like he was being teased! This was too much!!
"Just call me Elder Yao, I've had a bit of contact with you all," Yao Chen's spirit form sat next to Xiao Yan, looking at Jiang Lin, who was also drying clothes.
Hearing "Elder Yao" and "you all," Jiang Lin's wariness slightly diminished.
"Is your surname Yao?" Jiang Lin asked.
He had asked Huo Lei before, and Huo Lei's answer was that the Ancient Eight Clans had surnames, and there was a Yao Clan among them. If Huo Lei's master hadn't been from the Soul Clan, Jiang Lin wouldn't have known this information.
Thinking of this, Jiang Lin casually glanced at Xiao Yan, catching him glaring at him as if he had stolen something from him.
Jiang Lin thought to himself, Does this have the surname Xiao? Could it be the Xiao Clan? No way, how could there be an ancient imperial clan with a Great Dou Shi as the clan leader?
No, wait... what if it's a twisted version of the Dragon King's script? A thousand different possibilities swirled in Jiang Lin's mind.
Time traveler + ring elder + mysterious childhood friend + fallen genius + looked down upon by everyone + potentially imperial family… All the ingredients are here! He's definitely not the protagonist! If he is, I'll eat this Heavy Xuan Ruler on the spot!
Xiao Yan: If you want to mooch off me, just say it!
"Just a wandering soul," Yao Chen replied ambiguously, not directly answering but not denying it either.
"Senior, how much do you know about me?" Jiang Lin felt that this sounded strange, but he still had to ask.
At this point, Xiao Yan also looked curiously at Yao Chen. Earlier, Yao Chen had told him that if he ever encountered Jiang Lin again, he would reveal Jiang Lin's true identity.
Sensing Xiao Yan's gaze, Yao Chen smiled helplessly and then spoke to Jiang Lin, "Don't worry, I won't harm you. People with your kind of talent are inherently protected by restrictions in their bloodlines. If you die here, the old monsters in your clan will notice, and we won't be able to escape."
Jiang Lin remained calm on the surface, but he felt a slight stir in his heart. However, noticing Xiao Yan's curious expression, he chose not to ask further.
"Brother Lin really has such a background!" Xiao Yan exclaimed in shock. Then, he asked Yao Chen, "Teacher, didn't you say you'd tell me about him?"
Yao Chen sighed and looked at the clueless Xiao Yan, then turned back to Jiang Lin, "You don't mind, do you?"
"No, I don't mind."
Jiang Lin shook his head slightly, not minding at all, but he couldn't show it. He just coolly said, "I don't mind," sighing inwardly.
Jiang Lin only really knew one thing about himself—his surname was Ling. Beyond that, he knew nothing.
"Speaking of which, we must talk about the legend of the Dou Emperors on the Dou Qi Continent."
"The Nine Emperors' legend?" Xiao Yan's eyes sparkled. These stories were fairly well-known across the continent, and he had heard many versions.
Yao Chen nodded. "Among the nine Dou Emperors in the legend, eight of them left behind family inheritances. Only the last one, the Tuo She Gu Emperor, did not. The families of the eight Dou Emperors became known as the Ancient Eight Clans, and the person before you is from one of them—the Spirit Clan."
Yao Chen revealed Jiang Lin's background, which struck Jiang Lin as odd. Hearing someone describe himself in the third person felt strange, especially since Jiang Lin only knew his real surname was Ling and nothing else. It felt even weirder.
But, even in such a small place as Wu Tan City, it seemed remarkable that half of the Ancient Eight Clans had gathered there.
"Wow! Brother Lin is amazing!" Xiao Yan exclaimed, his mind blown. How could he possibly know someone from a family with a Dou Emperor ancestor? And not only that, but he also had an elderly ring protector?
"Rumor has it that the Spirit Clan possesses a top-tier body-tempering foundation technique, which can even be cultivated during the Dou Zhi Qi stage. It's the only technique in the Dou Qi Continent that can be cultivated during that stage. You're cultivating this technique, right?" Yao Chen's gaze turned slightly strange as he stared at Jiang Lin. The legend of the Fire Forging Art was known throughout the Ancient Eight Clans, and as a former Pill Master, Yao Chen had certainly heard of this foundation technique said to work even in the Dou Zhi Qi stage.
"Mm."
Jiang Lin nodded indifferently, his Spirit Sense telling him that Yao Chen, the wandering soul of the Yao Clan, had no ill intentions. Mr. Yao's only lesson to Jiang Lin was to always trust his Spirit Sense.
Hearing Jiang Lin's response, Yao Chen's gaze became even more curious. According to what he knew, the Fire Forging Art should have been impossible to continue after reaching Dou Shi. Yet here was a five-star Dou Shi in front of him—what was going on?
"Such a miraculous technique?!"
Xiao Yan exclaimed, completely amazed. His eyes were wide with astonishment as he processed what he had just learned.
"It's miraculous, but only those with powerful bloodlines can cultivate it. And they can only cultivate one or two layers. The further you go, the harder it gets."
"But powerful bloodline families are already born with their own inheritances, so the Fire Forging Art becomes somewhat obsolete."
Yao Chen shook his head slightly, dispelling Xiao Yan's excitement.
(END CHAPTER)
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