The two of them had finished cultivating and it was almost nightfall. The sunset glow covered the sky and the red sunlight shone through the mottled leaves onto the ground, revealing streaks of red light that were incomparably gorgeous.
The two of them started to cut down the trees, holding on to the huge tree trunk as they ran around, tempering their bodies. For the two of them, cultivation seemed to have become a part of their lives. During the Divine Soul Festival, they hadn't cultivated for two days. Today, Xiao Lang had discovered the mysterious ability of the Purple Wild Vetch, and the two were even more excited.
When night fell, he started a bonfire with his knife and silently roasted meat. Xiao Lang caressed the Illusory Magical Beast that had turned into a donkey, restoring the excitement in his heart.
A few days ago, a person was deemed to have awakened a Waste Soul, a piece of trash.
Unexpectedly, in just a few days, this Waste Soul had become a super abnormal divine spirit. Not only was its cultivation speed terrifyingly fast, the powerful ability it itself carried was also countless times stronger than other people's Divine Soul Combat Arts.
At least, Xiao Lang had never heard of a Divine Soul Combat Arts that could allow a Warrior to kill people beyond their cultivation realm, or even allow a Warrior to do so at a higher level …
"Calm down, calm down!"
Xiao Lang told himself to remain calm, and this thing had not been determined if there would be any side effects, or if he would suffer from backlash. If he was too complacent, he would forget about it, and at that time, he would not even know how he would die.
As a person who had lived two lives, the thick nerves that Xiao Qingyi had tempered all these years began to show its use. Xiao Lang slowly calmed down. He looked at Xiao Dao, only to see a lonely look in his eyes.
Xiao Lang was startled, then he started to feel ashamed, and wished that he could slap himself.
That's right, a while ago, he had awakened what the world thought was a Waste Soul, and it had suffered the humiliation of being mocked by the people. He was very lonely and in pain. However, he forgot about Xiao Dao's feelings. Xiao Dao was carefree and simple-minded, but he was also a normal person. He also had his own feelings. Xiao Dao did not awaken his soul, but bore the cold ridicule. The pain in his heart was no less than his own, and he still had someone to comfort. Where was Xiao Dao?
He had been researching this Purple Wild Vetch for the past few days, but he had forgotten about Xiao Dao.
The stronger he was, the happier Xiao Dao would be for him. However, when he thought about how his soul would never awaken, he felt even more lonely and miserable!
Thinking about it, Xiao Lang's heart became even more guilty, he walked over and sat next to Xiao Dao, pursed his lips, looked at Xiao Dao, and said: "Xiao Dao …. "I'm sorry!"
Xiao Dao turned his head in shock. Seeing the guilt in Xiao Lang's eyes, he didn't understand and blinked his eyes, "What did you say, brother? Didn't you say that you shouldn't say sorry between brothers? "
"Un, don't say it, don't say it!"
Xiao Lang lowered his head, grabbed a branch, and stirred up the bonfire. After a moment of silence, he comforted, "Xiao Dao, don't be discouraged. Maybe your race doesn't need a soul, or maybe your race can automatically awaken a soul!
Xiao Dao grinned and nodded, "What I said makes sense. Xiao Dao will not be sad!"
"Automatic awakening?"
Xiao Lang was startled by the words that she had casually said, and then her pupils constricted as she cried out: "That's right, Little Dao! Didn't you say that when you awakened your soul, many powerful souls wanted to enter your body? In the end, you were scared away? "
"Yeah, what's wrong, Bro?" Xiao Dao scratched his head in confusion.
"It's the same when I awaken my soul!"
Xiao Lang's eyes flickered, and began to analyze: "My Purple Wild Vetch didn't tell you before, but it was actually me who had entered the bottomless pit of the Mount Sumeru. When I awakened my soul, many souls wanted to enter my body as well. In the end, they were scared away by this Vine and even sent a powerful Eight-Clawed Golden Dragon over, but it was chased away by the Vine as well. Now it seemed that the Vine was too powerful, the other spirits were afraid of it. Your situation is similar to mine, but this doesn't mean that... You also have a powerful soul in your body? "
"Brother, what are you talking about?" Why don't I understand! " Xiao Dao was even more confused now, his thoughts could not keep up with Xiao Lang's tempo.
"Absolutely possible!"
Xiao Lang ignored Xiao Dao's doubt and continued to deduce the situation, "Did you not have any memories before you were seven? At the age of twelve, you awakened the ability to transform into a body. If it was sealed by a powerhouse, your spirit could also be sealed and awaken along with your memories? Yes … The possibility of this was very high! Xiao Dao, you are most likely the descendant of a powerful race! "
The more Xiao Lang thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible. Otherwise, with Xiao Dao's talent, it would be easy for him to awaken an Earth Ranked God Soul. Most importantly... Xiao Dao said that many souls were very interested in him. After entering his body, he was immediately scared away. Wasn't this the same as his situation?
With the Purple Wild Vetch in his body, Xiao Dao's body might have another powerful soul. With Xiao Dao's mysterious transformation ability and his incomplete memory, the possibility of this happening was very high.
Xiao Dao pondered for a moment and then grinned. It didn't matter if it was true or not, there was at least hope, no?
Under Xiao Lang's instructions, Xiao Dao began to examine his body. However, the result was obvious, Xiao Dao did not find anything.
"Xiao Dao, believe me, your soul will definitely be sealed. When you awaken, your strength will definitely shock the world!"
Xiao Lang's eyes shined brilliantly as she consoled Xiao Dao with an incomparably resolute tone. After hearing what Xiao Lang said, Xiao Dao's mood immediately became better. The two chatted for a long time, and only after it was deep into the night did they finally fall asleep in the cave.
On the second day, the two woke up before dawn. First, they cultivated the Profound Qi before tempering their bodies.
Although there were Xuan Beasts of the Fourth Peak, they did not encounter one yesterday. Xiao Lang needed to test just how strong this Purple Wild Vetch's corrosive and devouring ability was. If it was possible, he would risk going to the Sixth Peak to find a fifth level mystical beast to test it out.
This group of imperial guards also recognized Xiao Lang and Xiao Dao. After all, back then Xiao Lang and Princess Zi Shan had sat together with each other with incomparable intimacy.
It was unknown if the news of Xiao Lang awakening the Waste Soul had reached them, but the attitude of the imperial guards towards Xiao Lang and Yue Yang was evidently much worse. Even though it looked respectful, it was less passionate and more awkward than before.
Xiao Lang did not mind, as he had been through too much. He and Xiao Dao directly went into the Fifth Peak.
Indeed!
Once Xiao Lang and Xiao Dao left, one of the imperial guards immediately gave a cold laugh, and said faintly: "This is the legendary Young Master Lang that had awakened his Waste Soul? Young Marquis? They had already awakened the Waste Soul, why would they still come here to train? He still thinks that he has a future for cultivation in this lifetime? "
The rest of the imperial guards had mocking expressions on their faces as well. That captain coldly chided, "Don't talk too much. Even if you are trash, if the Xiao family wants to kill you, it would be no different from killing an ant. Don't forget whose grandson he is."
Although the crowd of imperial guards still had a mocking expression on their faces, they all shut their mouths, not daring to say anything. The royal family was weak and their Four Great Aristocratic Families was at its peak. If the Xiao family wanted to kill them, it would be like playing a game.