Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 14018 The Restless Guy
Ling Xiao had a series of questions bubbling up in his mind, and he was about to ask the Elephant Demon King more questions.

Just then, Lü Ning, who had been standing quietly to the side, suddenly spoke up.

His voice was clear and gentle, like a babbling brook in the mountains, sounding particularly pleasant in the slightly noisy atmosphere: "Ling Xiao, if you have nothing else to do, don't bother the senior."

Our senior has accompanied us all the way, shouldering the important task of scouting the future for us. Now we need to conserve our energy to prepare for the fierce battles that may break out at any time.

It should be noted that each time the senior used that mysterious and unpredictable divination technique, it required a great deal of energy, just like lighting an oil lamp, which consumes oil every time it is used.

Your constant disturbance is like blowing air on a burning oil lamp; it will affect the senior's state, and if the divination is inaccurate, we'll be in danger.

Upon hearing Lü Ning's words, Ling Xiao's face flashed with embarrassment. He smiled awkwardly, scratched his head, and said, "Alright, I won't bother you any longer, senior. It was my oversight."

After speaking, he glanced around and saw Venerable Flower standing quietly to the side, holding an exquisite jade bottle that emitted an alluring fragrance. His eyes lit up and he walked towards Venerable Flower.

He strode up to Venerable Flower, bowed slightly, and with a fawning smile on his face, asked expectantly, "Venerable Flower, I've heard that your alchemy skills are superb, and you are renowned throughout our Demon Sea. The pills you refine are even more miraculous, capable of greatly increasing one's strength, as if ascending to heaven in one step."

Do you have any pills that can quickly improve one's cultivation level?
You see, I know my own limitations. I'm like a tiny ant among a herd of elephants, and I'm afraid I won't be able to play a significant role in this operation.

I'm extremely anxious and eager to improve my skills so that I can be of help to everyone at crucial moments, and make sure everyone has been with me on this journey."

After hearing Ling Xiao's words, Venerable Hua gently raised his head, glanced at him, and smiled slightly, revealing a gentle and kind smile that made people feel as if they were bathed in a spring breeze: "There are indeed pills that can improve cultivation, and there are many kinds, each with its own unique effects."

However, these elixirs are not ordinary things; they all require the right time and conditions to be taken, just as seeds need the right season, soil, and climate to thrive.

Moreover, these pills are not given to just anyone. They are made by me after countless efforts to collect various rare medicinal materials and through a long period of time and complicated processes.

You should focus on your cultivation first. Cultivation is like laying a foundation; only by building a solid foundation can you withstand the powerful medicinal effects of the elixir.

Each pill contains powerful medicinal properties. If taken improperly, it's like a flood bursting a dam; not only will it fail to improve cultivation, but it may also cause serious damage to the body, making the loss far outweigh the gain.

Upon hearing Venerable Hua's words, Ling Xiao's expectant gaze instantly dimmed, replaced by a look of disappointment. He pursed his lips and muttered under his breath, "Stingy. If you don't want to give it, then don't. Why spout so many high-sounding principles? Who are you trying to fool? I'm not a child."

And so, on the broad back of the phoenix, Lingxiao, like a restless bee, kept flitting among the crowd, chatting with other people.

His heart was filled with a longing for the unknown, and he was single-mindedly trying to obtain some useful information or methods to improve his strength from them, as if asking one more question would bring him one step closer to becoming powerful.

He first approached the young demon king with great enthusiasm, his eyes shining with admiration and a thirst for knowledge, and respectfully asked, "Demon King, your swordsmanship is divine, and every move seems to contain the ultimate truth of heaven and earth."

I'm really curious, what exactly is the secret of this swordsmanship?
Was it the speed of the sword strike, the exquisite technique, or the unstoppable sword intent?

The young demon king was concentrating with his eyes closed, pondering his upcoming battle strategy, when he was interrupted by Ling Xiao's series of questions. His brows furrowed slightly, but he still patiently gave a few simple replies.

Then, Ling Xiao ran to the Bull Demon King's side, rubbed his hands together, and said with a hint of flattery, "Senior Bull Demon King, you are incredibly strong. When you fight, you are like a tiger descending the mountain, and no one can stop you."

I'd like to ask you for advice on combat techniques. When facing a powerful enemy, how can I, like you, seize the opportunity to deliver a fatal blow?

The Bull Demon King was stretching his muscles in preparation for battle when Ling Xiao kept pestering him with questions, which annoyed him. He responded with a few gruff words.

Then, Ling Xiao came to the Peacock King, bowed slightly, and said sincerely, "Lord Peacock King, your music is like a dream, it can both immerse people in it and turn into sound blades to hurt enemies. This way of music is truly amazing."

I would like to venture to discuss with you what kind of power is contained within this melody that allows it to reach such a wondrous state.

The Peacock King was meditating with his eyes closed when he was startled by Ling Xiao's voice. He opened his eyes, a hint of displeasure flashing in them, but he still said a few words.

But everyone was getting a little impatient with his questions.

After all, everyone on the way to the Tianyuan Dynasty knew that a perilous battle lay ahead. They were all like taut bowstrings, not daring to relax for a moment, and were racing against time to prepare for the upcoming battle, having no time to worry about his series of questions.

Finally, the young demon king glanced helplessly at Ling Xiao, his eyes showing both understanding of Ling Xiao's thirst for knowledge and impatience at being disturbed, and slowly said, "Lu Ning, go and keep him company, don't let him bother people everywhere."

Upon hearing the young demon king's instructions, Lü Ning nodded slightly and then walked over with light steps.

She was dressed in a light blue outfit that clung tightly to her body, outlining her lithe and graceful figure.

Her eyes revealed a calm and resolute quality, as if she could face any difficulty with ease.

"Can't you just behave for a moment?"

Lu Ning pouted, put her hands on her hips, and looked at Ling Xiao with a helpless expression.

Her expression carried both a touch of coquettishness and concern for Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao scratched his head, smiled awkwardly, and said, "I just wanted to learn more so I could improve my skills."

Ling Xiao and Lü Ning chatted for a while, and the topic gradually turned to the Tianyuan Dynasty.

Unconsciously, Ling Xiao turned his gaze to the depths of Tianyuan, that mysterious and unknown area, as if an invisible force was drawing him in.

He was filled with curiosity about what kind of mysterious place this Tianyuan Dynasty was.

Is it a scene of towering buildings and bustling activity, or one of eeriness, terror, and hidden danger?