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BTTH: Emperor Yang

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Chapter 10: Little Doctor Fairy

The sky was a deep blue, with the blazing sun hanging high, and white clouds rolling across the distant horizon.

On the outskirts of the Magic Beast Mountain Range.

Whoosh~

A black figure flashed through the air, swiftly flying between the cliffs and precipices.

Behind it, a pair of black wings with a wingspan of over ten feet slowly flapped. The wings had mysterious purple patterns, giving them an eerie and enigmatic look.

«The feeling of flying freely is wonderful.»

Wei Yang's lips curled into a joyful smile as he relished the sensation of soaring freely.

A moment later, Wei Yang landed on a mountaintop, retracting his wings as he gently descended.

«However, the energy consumption for flying is quite significant.»

«Even with my current level as a six-star Dou Fighter, practicing high-level Xuan class techniques with dense and high-quality Dou Qi, I can only sustain about an hour of flight before my Dou Qi is mostly depleted.»

«Even if I split my focus to breathe and circulate my techniques to recover while flying, it only extends my flight time by about half an hour before most of my Dou Qi is consumed. I can't yet achieve self-sufficiency.» Wei Yang shook his head with a sigh.

«It seems that to fly long-term and achieve a balance between consumption and recovery, I need to reach at least the level of a Great Dou Fighter.»

Wei Yang sat cross-legged and began to restore his energy using his cultivation techniques.

As he circulated his techniques, the Dou Qi within him started to recover slowly.

High-level Xuan techniques had a rather impressive recovery speed.

In just a few minutes, the Dou Qi he had spent on flying was almost fully restored.

Compared to the time he spent training with the Red Flame Art, this was a significant improvement.

No wonder everyone aspired to pursue higher-level techniques.

After a while, Wei Yang opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing in them.

His depleted Dou Qi was completely restored, and he had made slight progress as well.

After leaving the cliff cave, he hadn't hurried to leave the Magic Beast Mountain Range but chose to stay nearby for further cultivation.

Four months had passed, and Wei Yang's cultivation level had returned to that of a six-star Dou Fighter.

Though he was still a six-star Dou Fighter, his strength was now incomparable to before.

His power and combat ability were now ten times stronger.

«This trip to the Magic Beast Mountain Range has been fruitful. It's time to go back.»

Wei Yang stood up, looking towards the direction of Qing Mountain Town.

Whoosh!

Spreading his black wings, Wei Yang transformed into a black shadow, flying out of the mountains.

The journey back was quick, much faster than when he had entered, thanks to flying.

After a few minutes, he was almost out of the Magic Beast Mountain Range.

In the distance, the outline of Qing Mountain Town was faintly visible.

Reaching this point, Wei Yang landed in a secluded forest, retracting his wings, and chose to walk the rest of the way.

He didn't want to attract too much attention.

In a place like Qing Mountain Town, the strongest individuals were only around the level of two or three-star Dou Fighters, and even they were rare. Naturally, their knowledge was limited, and they probably had no idea about flying Dou techniques.

Seeing someone flying would make them think it was Dou Qi transforming into wings, assuming it was a Dou King arriving.

A Dou King was a high-ranking figure in the entire Jia Ma Empire, let alone in Qing Mountain Town.

Seeing a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy flying would be shocking.

The entire Jia Ma Empire would be in an uproar.

How could he keep a low profile like that?

Walking through the forest, Wei Yang strolled along the paths trodden by mercenaries over the years, his steps light and his mood bright.

After spending nearly five months in the Magic Beast Mountain Range, he was like a completely different person, as if he had been reborn.

He seemed to have undergone a transformation, his eyes now carried a hint of confidence, and his overall demeanor had subtly changed.

This was the confidence that came with increased strength.

An invisible aura surrounded him.

Qing Mountain Town.

«Having just come out of the mountains, I won't rush home. I'll rest for a couple of days first,» Wei Yang thought.

After spending almost five months in the Magic Beast Mountain Range, he naturally wanted to rest for a couple of days now that he was out.

He headed back to the inn where he had stayed five months ago.

«Innkeeper, I need a superior room, prepare some hot water, and bring me a good meal,» Wei Yang instructed as he walked into the inn and approached the counter.

«Of course, young master,» the innkeeper responded quickly, calling out, «Ah San, show this young master to his room.»

«Right away. Please follow me, young master,» the attendant replied, respectfully leading the way.

Wei Yang followed.

«Hmm?»

After a few steps, Wei Yang paused, his gaze shifting to a corner of the main hall.

There, a beautiful girl of about twelve or thirteen sat alone.

The girl's petite figure appeared somewhat thin and frail, dressed in a simple white cloth dress, with a slightly dusty look about her.

Her skin was fair, and her small, delicate face had a few smudges of dirt, her hair a bit messy. From her partially developed eyebrows and fine features, it was clear she was a budding beauty.

The girl quietly sat in the corner, nibbling on a steamed bun.

She gave off a fresh and ethereal vibe, like a white orchid blooming silently in a deep valley.

Her small, developing figure showed hints of her future beauty.

The most striking feature was her waist, cinched with a white cloth belt, giving her a slender and delicate look.

Her waist looked small enough to be grasped with one hand.

She had a slight frown on her face, her eyebrows carrying a trace of fatigue and a hint of melancholy.

«It's her!» Wei Yang's eyebrows raised, his thumb unconsciously brushing over the black ring on his index finger.

Little Doctor Fairy!

Just from her ethereal aura and strikingly slender waist, her identity was unmistakable.

What a coincidence.

He had just come out of the Magic Beast Mountain Range and happened to encounter her.

It seemed she had just arrived in Qing Mountain Town as well?

«Fate indeed,» Wei Yang exhaled softly.

Fate was truly mysterious.

When you least expect it, it brings someone into your path.

He hadn't intended to seek her out, yet here she was, right in front of him.

It was as if it were meant to be.

Wei Yang had taken the Seven-Colored Poison Manual from the cave and hadn't decided whether to give it to Little Doctor Fairy. He planned to take it back to Wu Tan City for further study first.

Whether or not he would give it to her later would be decided then.

Yet here she was, appearing right after he left the mountains, as if it were arranged.

Wei Yang's eyes narrowed slightly.

«…Young master?» The attendant's cautious voice brought Wei Yang back. He had been standing still, staring intently at the girl.

He shot a cold glance at the attendant, who shivered and lowered his head, not daring to speak further.

«Hmph.»

Wei Yang withdrew his gaze and continued walking.

It was merely a coincidence.

(End of Chapter)

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