harleyscars Chapter 3: Skill level is all that matters; naming is unimportant.
Chapter 3: Skill level is all that matters; naming is unimportant.
Chapter 3: Skill level is all that matters; naming is unimportant.
In the far north, a snowman suddenly swayed, then burst into wild laughter. The snow fell, revealing Ye Nanxiao's youthful face. 🍫🍫 ❻9şђù𝐱.ς𝓸Μ 🐍🎉
An invisible spiritual force spread around Ye Nanxiao, eventually feeding back into his senses, and then scattering outwards again, repeating the cycle. Ye Nanxiao could basically tell the trajectory of the snowflakes and whether there were any living creatures nearby.
"Although it's just an outward projection of mental energy, I still need to give it a nice name." After thinking for a long time, Ye Nanxiao decided to call this self-created skill "Mind's Eye".
"I don't think it sounds good. It doesn't have any domineering feel. Your naming skills need improvement." Xue Di said with her arms crossed, giving off a "little brother, you're not good enough" look.
Ye Nanxiao looked embarrassed, coughed twice, and said perfunctorily, "Alright, alright, it's just a move, it's good enough that it has a name."
"With such cunning, who could possibly betray me?" Ye Nanxiao sighed softly, his little face full of smugness.
However, Mind's Eye is just a self-created skill of Ye Nanxiao, and it cannot reach the level of Huo Mou's mental detection. It can only see the existence in the form of energy, which is somewhat similar to energy sensing, but there is a lot of energy that can be seen.
Ye Nanxiao stood up, patted the remaining snow off his body, and a hint of pride appeared on his tender face. After these few days of in-depth understanding of martial spirits, Ye Nanxiao discovered that his own martial spirit was also special. His martial spirit was not like the inanimate objects of ordinary people, but "alive". In other words, the Nine-Tailed Snow Fox was Ye Nanxiao himself, and he seemed to be a demon.
It's strange that a living martial spirit exists, but Ye Nanxiao's physical strength is constantly and slowly increasing, all thanks to this martial spirit.
"So, as a demon, will I be ostracized by the world?" Ye Nanxiao sat down cross-legged and began to ponder.
"I have half human blood and half nine-tailed fox blood. There is no such thing as a demon race in this world, so if I cultivate my bloodline, I might be rejected. It would be better to wait until I have accumulated enough before I start cultivating."
"I need to improve quickly, I'm still too weak right now. If I can catch up with the soul tool craze, then it will be simpler. I'll first see what bloodline divine abilities I can currently use."
Ye Nanxiao placed his hands on his knees, closed his eyes, and focused his mind into his body, calling upon the blood within him.
Through bloodline connection, Ye Nanxiao obtained the name Qingqiu. Ye Nanxiao's first thought was that there were demons in his original world.
He then wondered if he had the blood of a great lucky person in his past life, and that he had obtained the bloodline of a great demon from Qingqiu in a dilapidated fox temple.
"So, that temple, that fox statue, is alive? A lucky break? No, it must be for me, after all, I'm lucky!" Ye Nanxiao chuckled.
Hearing Ye Nanxiao's silly laughter, Xue Di raised her eyebrows slightly and subconsciously reached out to slap him awake.
When Xue Di suddenly appeared next to Ye Nanxiao and patted Ye Nanxiao's head, Xue Di was stunned, and Ye Nanxiao, who was grinning foolishly, was also stunned.
"How did you get here?" Ye Nanxiao touched the spot on his head where he had been slapped.
"I think I'll come out." Xue Di also touched her hand, where she could still feel a little bit of sensation.
Xue Di stared at Ye Nanxiao for a while, then gently pinched Ye Nanxiao's face with one hand and pulled it outwards.
"Hey hey hey hey! What are you doing!" Ye Nanxiao slapped Xue Di's hand away and glared at her with displeasure.
"Oh, it's nothing. Just checking if it's true. So what's my current state?" Xue Di didn't care at all about Ye Nanxiao's action of slapping her hand away.
"I think you must be in a spiritual form right now." As Ye Nanxiao began to think, he felt the connection between his body and Xue Di.
The Snow Empress appeared beside Ye Nanxiao in spirit form. Being a spirit meant that the Snow Empress could mobilize Ye Nanxiao's soul power to attack.
Xue Di suddenly reached out and pinched Ye Nanxiao's face hard, making Ye Nanxiao jump around in pain before she let go.
"It feels really good," Xue Di said with a smile.
"That's right! I'm naturally beautiful!" Ye Nanxiao rubbed his face, boasting with a look of indignation.
Although Xue Di knew that Ye Nanxiao's spiritual power was very strong and vast, she did not expect it to be this vast.
In her spirit form, Xue Di stayed outside for about ten minutes before transforming into a stream of light and returning to Ye Nanxiao's body.
However, to reach the point where Ye Nanxiao's spiritual power could manifest and move for more than ten minutes, his spiritual power level could be described as that of a master, and the Snow Empress was also a ferocious beast-level soul beast.
"Uh, so this is what they mean when transmigrators all have cheat codes? But my martial soul isn't a spiritual attribute," Ye Nanxiao thought.
After some time, the Snow Emperor reappeared.
This time, Xue Di ignored Ye Nanxiao, who was covering his cheeks and looking wary, and slowly walked in the opposite direction from Ye Nanxiao.
When she reached about seventy steps, Xue Di felt an invisible barrier blocking her way, and a force was pulling at her. She turned to Ye Nanxiao and said, "It seems that my current range of movement is only about seventy steps in radius."
Ye Nanxiao nodded, thought about his future main focus, and decided that after deciding on the control system, the first thing he would do was not to cultivate soul power, but to train his body and close combat skills. Although he chose the control system, Ye Nanxiao felt that he could also cultivate the offensive system as a secondary focus, since his physical strength was constantly improving.
Having decided on his cultivation method, Ye Nanxiao only had one thing on his mind: to find a set of clothes.
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Dividing line
Snow Emperor floated beside Ye Nanxiao, raising her hand to summon fierce wind and snow to assault Ye Nanxiao's body. Under the knife-like impact of the wind and snow, Ye Nanxiao's body was quickly covered with wounds, and in the extremely cold environment, the wounds were covered with a layer of frost as soon as they appeared.
Xue Di would only stop when Ye Nanxiao could no longer hold on.
Feeling the pain throughout his body, Ye Nanxiao breathed heavily, circulating his soul power to heal his injuries, and then continuing the cycle after recovery.
"I'm not practicing anymore, it's time to eat." Ye Nanxiao patted the snow off his body, walked behind a sheltered block of ice, and put on the fur coat he had painstakingly "borrowed".
"Looks like I'll have to 'borrow' some fur from the snow wolf next time to make another outfit," Ye Nanxiao said, touching his robe.
"The Snow Wolf King should change its hideout; you've been there quite a few times." The Snow Emperor's voice echoed in Ye Nanxiao's mind.
"It's just to help them grow hair on their bodies. Besides, I can't be naked, can I?" Ye Nanxiao said helplessly.
If the Snow Empress were willing to help, I could conjure up a set of clothes, several a day, and none of them would be the same.
Eating rice, sleeping, and getting beaten up—these three things constitute Ye Nanxiao's daily routine.
This kind of life resulted in Ye Nanxiao being beaten up continuously for half a year.
A block of ice, large enough for three people to hug, was easily shattered by Ye Nanxiao with a single punch. Amidst the swirling snow, a child dressed only in shorts and a t-shirt stood proudly with his hands on his hips, next to a snow wolf lying down pretending to be dead.
"Let me put my hands on my hips and smug for a bit first." Ye Nanxiao closed his eyes, feeling slightly smug.
"Waaah!" The Snow Wolf King felt very wronged. This child would occasionally "borrow" fur from his tribe, and he was inexplicably afraid of this child, being used as a mount.
"What are you doing, Lao Bai? You're ruining the atmosphere!" Ye Nanxiao glared at the Snow Wolf King, who immediately raised his two paws to cover his eyes.
"You're supposed to be a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast, aren't you? How can you, as the Snow Wolf King, hold your head high in the tribe like this?"
Xue Di appeared beside Ye Nanxiao, and while speaking, she reached out and pinched Ye Nanxiao's small face, pinching and squeezing it.
"What? At least Old Bai still has a coat of shiny white, thick fur. I only took a little wolf fur." Ye Nanxiao slapped away Xue Di's little hand, lay down on the spot, crawled around, and leaned against the Snow Wolf King's fluffy fur.
Ye Nanxiao felt that his physical strength was no problem to face a level 30 Soul Master head-on. Although he was only level 25 Soul Power, Ye Nanxiao estimated that he was only twelve years old.
To improve his physical strength, Ye Nanxiao, under the guidance of Xue Di, would occasionally seek out and fight several soul beasts. From ten-year soul beasts at the beginning to thousand-year soul beasts now, Ye Nanxiao's physical strength was steadily improving. The only drawback was that Ye Nanxiao's soul power cultivation speed was very slow.
Because he was only learning through trial and error, Ye Nanxiao could only circulate his soul power ten times a day. Even with Xue Di's deliberate training, his soul power grew slowly.
However, Ye Nanxiao was not worried about this at all. He planned that when he left the far north and arrived in the human world, wouldn't any school have a basic manual for soul power cultivation?
"Let's go, Lao Bai, let's go back." Ye Nanxiao rolled over and lay down on the Snow Wolf King's back, crossing his legs.
The Snow Wolf King roared to the sky and began to run through the swirling snow.
As the Snow Wolf King ran, it would occasionally be attracted by the ice discs thrown by Ye Nanxiao, howling as it rushed forward to bite the discs.
"Why do I feel like Lao Bai is becoming more and more like a husky? You're supposed to be a wolf!" Ye Nanxiao said, sighing as he conjured an ice disc and threw it out.
"You used to be quite impressive, but you've become like this since you started hanging out with me," Xue Di mocked.
Upon hearing Xue Di's words, Ye Nanxiao stopped condensing the disc and thought about it carefully. Could it be that it was his own problem?
It seems that foxes belong to the canine family.
Just as Ye Nanxiao was lost in thought, Xue Di, who was beside him, suddenly looked thoughtfully toward the far north.
"What's wrong? Is something going on?" Ye Nanxiao and Xue Di were of one mind, so Ye Nanxiao could immediately sense Xue Di's unusual behavior.
"A group of humans have arrived, and their auras are unstable." The Snow Empress looked displeased; she disliked the far north being disturbed by humans.
The Snow Wolf King also sensed the presence of humans, stopped in its tracks, and looked ahead warily.
"Let's see how things go first, Lao Bai, take cover!" Ye Nanxiao didn't know whether the humans in front of him were friend or foe, so he hid first. If they were enemies, he would prepare to kill them with one blow.
The Snow Wolf King quickly rolled around in the snow, burying himself in it.
(End of this chapter)