Chapter 7 Twin Supreme Martial Spirits

Yang Xiaotian returned to his room with the New Year clothes his mother had bought for him.

Looking at the Rice Flower Village pastries his mother had stuffed into his hands, Yang Xiaotian found them hard to swallow.

Because after the New Year, his father would have to go to Black Wind Stronghold.

"Innate realm fourth level, fourteen Innates," Yang Xiaotian muttered to himself.

He had already learned from his parents about the general situation of Black Wind Stronghold; only by making a breakthrough to the Innate realm could he be of any help to his father.

But now, with less than ten days left until the New Year, even if his cultivation speed was fast, even if he possessed two Supreme Martial Spirits, it was impossible for him to cultivate to the Innate level.

Yang Xiaotian's eyebrows were tightly knit, and in his restlessness, he went to the mountain behind his home to practice the Taiji Scripture, executing each move gracefully and eventually entering a state of self-forgetfulness.

Just as Yang Xiaotian was practicing the Taiji Scripture, suddenly, something hit his forehead.

Yang Xiaotian couldn't help but stop and hold his throbbing forehead; looking up, he saw a golden Golden Armored Beast in the distance, which had appeared at some point.

The Golden Armored Beast, resembling Earth's pangolin with its body covered in golden scales, was not strong in attack but had strong defense and was quick and agile.

With a pinecone in its hand, the Golden Armored Beast, having hit Yang Xiaotian, covered its mouth and giggled, infuriating Yang Xiaotian.

"White Crane Spreads Wings!" Yang Xiaotian charged forward, throwing a punch with his Taiji Fist.

But the nimble little guy dodged Yang Xiaotian's attack and stood about ten meters away, shaking its rear at him.

Yang Xiaotian, infuriated, chased after it again. Although his Fighting Spirit and inner strength were not weak, he still failed to catch it.

In this way, man and beast chased one another, unwittingly entering deep into the mountains.

At last, the Golden Armored Beast arrived at an inconspicuous mountain, slipped through the wild grass, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. After hesitating for a moment, Yang Xiaotian also went through the wild grass and found a small cave behind it.

This small cave was very hidden, completely invisible from outside.

Looking at the dark small cave in front of him, he hesitated for a moment, then walked in.

The cave was deeper than he had imagined; he walked for a while and still did not see the end. The cave was dimly lit, and Yang Xiaotian could only vaguely see a few meters ahead.

After about a hundred or two hundred meters, just as Yang Xiaotian was thinking about turning back, he saw the Golden Armored Beast emerge from somewhere and beckon to him.

Yang Xiaotian hesitated for a brief moment, then followed.

After a while, the cave branched off into many pathways.

The Golden Armored Beast led Yang Xiaotian through the maze-like cave, moving continuously forward.

After passing through over a dozen forks, light appeared ahead. Seeing this, Yang Xiaotian hurried forward and upon reaching the light, was stunned by what he saw.

He found himself halfway up a mountain, facing a small mountain valley that was filled with the chirping of birds and fragrant flowers, a veritable paradise.

At that moment, the Golden Armored Beast was at the bottom of the small valley, gesturing to Yang Xiaotian.

Yang Xiaotian gritted his teeth, gathered his inner strength, and leaped downward to the valley floor. He landed on a tree branch and used the recoil to jump onto another branch. After several such moves, he finally landed at the bottom of the valley.

The valley was very spacious, probably spanning several thousand square meters, filled with various fruit trees, and covered with various flowers and medicinal herbs, exuding pleasant fragrances.

Yang Xiaotian was overjoyed.

At this time, the Golden Armored Beast climbed a fruit tree, took a bite of a fruit, and then plucked another one and tossed it to Yang Xiaotian. Catching it, Yang Xiaotian bit into the lush, dripping fruit, delighting in the sweetness and the warm flow of juice that brought an overwhelming sense of comfort through his body!

After eating one fruit, Yang Xiaotian quickly sat down cross-legged and started to circulate his Prajna Skill.

Several hours later, he had finally refined the power of the Spirit Fruit, discovering that both his internal strength and Fighting Spirit had greatly advanced, equivalent to several days of rigorous training.

This pleasant surprise exceeded Yang Xiaotian's expectations.

With these fruits, it was possible he could break through to the Innate level before the new year.

Although the hope was still slim, at least there was a glimmer of hope.

Just as Yang Xiaotian was about to continue consuming the fruits to cultivate, he saw the Golden Armored Beast point towards something in front of them.

Yang Xiaotian looked and saw an opening in the cliff face ahead; this opening was different from the previous one and seemed to have been lived in by someone.

After a moment of thought, Yang Xiaotian leaped to the entrance and walked in, while the Golden Armored Beast stood outside the entrance with a face full of dread, as if there was something terrifying inside the cave.

Seeing the Golden Armored Beast's expression, Yang Xiaotian felt a surge of suspicion in his heart. He carefully advanced into the cave and, after crossing a small path several meters long, arrived at a large hall of dozens of square meters with four rooms on the side.

Four fist-sized night pearls were embedded in the four walls of the hall, illuminating the entire space as if it were daylight.

Yang Xiaotian was astonished; he hadn't expected this humble cave to contain a heaven within a hole. After making sure there was no danger, he went into the first room.

The first room contained nothing but a Cold Jade Bed.

When Yang Xiaotian entered the second room, he saw a stone table, with two books placed upon it, and an Ancient Sword stuck next to it.

Yang Xiaotian flipped through one of the books and saw it was titled "Primordial Dragon Art." As he read further, his excitement grew; according to the book, the Primordial Dragon Art was the most top-level Cultivation Technique of the Ancient Dragon Clan.

After practicing it, one would not only possess a powerful body like the Ancient Dragon Clan but also wield the True Dragon Power.

Although Yang Xiaotian did not know the exact level of this Cultivation Technique, since the Dragon Clan was among the highest tier of Divine Beasts in Heaven and Earth, the Primordial Dragon Art, as the top-level technique of the Ancient Dragon Clan, must be incredibly potent.

Having finished flipping through the book, Yang Xiaotian struggled to calm his excitement. The book claimed that the Primordial Dragon Art was extremely domineering and required a Beast Martial Soul of the same level as the Ancient Dragon Clan in order to cultivate it.

He possessed the Black Tortoise Divine Beast Martial Soul, which was perfectly suited to cultivate the Primordial Dragon Art.

After calming himself down, Yang Xiaotian opened the second book.

The second book was a Swordsmanship manual titled "Heaven-Penetrating Sword Technique."

This Heaven-Penetrating Sword Technique was the prestigious secret art of the Heaven-Penetrating Divine Sect, a superpower in the Martial Soul World.

And the sword was one of the top ten Divine Swords of the Martial Soul World, the Heaven-Penetrating Divine Sword.

After looking through the book, Yang Xiaotian's heart raced.

There was a piece of paper filled with writing inside the book, a note left by Hong Feng, the previous Sect Hierarch of the Heaven-Penetrating Divine Sect.

This cave was where he secluded himself for cultivation years ago.

According to him, the entrance of the cave was protected by a Formation he had set up; only a person with a Supreme Martial Spirit could enter and inherit the Heaven-Penetrating Sword Technique and Primordial Dragon Art, thus becoming his successor.

"Supreme Martial Spirit?" Yang Xiaotian mused to himself.

Martial Spirits from level eleven to thirteen were considered Super Martial Spirits, while a fourteenth-level Martial Spirit was known as a Supreme Martial Spirit.

Now that he was able to enter the cave,

This meant his Martial Soul was at least level fourteen!

It might even be a dual level fourteen Martial Soul.