Rencarnation Room {Other Story line}

Both of them had chosen their treasures, now it was El's turn. With a leisurely movement, El stood up from his seat, stepping towards the last box on the third pillar.

El picked up the blue scroll lying inside and opened it. "Soaring Killer Wind, high Huang level?" he muttered as he skimmed the contents of the scroll. His flat expression did not change in the slightest.

After that, El let out a short breath, then threw the scroll onto the pile of bones at the side of the throne.

El raised his right hand, pointing his index finger towards the pile. Instantly, purple flames emerged from his fingertips, shimmering with a mysterious aura.

With a casual gesture, El swung his finger, throwing the small flame towards the pile.

The Zixuan Spirit Flame instantly licked the pile of bones, burning the high Huang-level Dou Technique scroll along with the remains of its owner's relics.

The purple flame crackled gently yet exuded tremendous power, like a symbol of judgment against the owner's past.

On the other side, Xiao Yan stared with widened eyes, shocked by the scene in front of him. Even Yao Chen could not hide his shock.

"This scent! Heavenly Flame!? This kid... has so many secrets!" exclaimed Yao Chen telepathically, his tone of voice showing admiration and caution.

'Master,' Xiao Yan said curiously. 'That is, does he come from an ancient clan?

'I'm not sure," Yao Chen replied, his tone still serious. "But that kind of Heavenly Flame... I have never heard or seen it before. It could be a new type that has yet to be registered."

Meanwhile, Xiao Yi Xian could only let out a long sigh after seeing what El was doing. She approached, patting her shoulder lightly.

"Ji Lan, your fire is very unique. It's purple in color, and looks very beautiful," Xiao Yi Xian said, her voice sounding sincere despite the slight dissatisfaction in her eyes.

"But, put that aside," she continued. "I thought that scroll was a precious treasure. Why did you burn it? If you don't want it, why don't you just give it to me?" asked Xiao Yi Xian in a tone of annoyance mixed with curiosity.

"Technical Dou: Huang middle you said precious treasure?" said El casually, his tone flat yet firm. "That's useless. Ji has many Dou Techniques: Intermediate Xuan. If Xiao Yi wants, Ji can give it to him."

Xiao Yi Xian raised an eyebrow, a faint smile painted on her face. "What's this?" she asked in a teasing tone, her arms crossed over her chest. "Want to impress me? Don't get your hopes up, I'm not that cheap."

El turned his head, his gaze fixed on Xiao Yi Xian. However, this time her gaze felt different: warm, even if only for a moment.

"Not really," he replied in a soft, yet straightforward voice. "Ji is serious. If Xiao Yi wants it, Ji can give it to her."

Xiao Yi Xian fell silent, as if unprepared for El's sudden change in demeanor. Her face flushed slightly, and she unconsciously closed her eyelids for a moment, trying to hide the sudden embarrassment.

"Then... give it to me later," Xiao Yi Xian said as she looked away.

On the other hand, Xiao Yan could only let out a long sigh, watching their interaction. He stood with his hands on his waist, an expression of annoyance mixed with resignation.

'I have become mosquito incense again!' thought Xiao Yan, feeling that his existence was nothing more than a nuisance.

However, despite his annoyance, his mind was still intrigued by El's words earlier. 'Dou Teknik: Middle Huang is considered trash? Somehow, his words feel familiar...' Xiao Yan thought, glancing at the ring on his finger.

Xiao Yan raised his hand, looking at the black ring, where Yao Chen's soul resided.

"You little brat!" Yao Chen's voice sounded more stern than usual, though it still contained a joking tone. "Are you talking about your teacher?"

However, as if rethinking, Yao Chen added in a more casual tone. "But I must admit... this kid's taste is not bad. Dou Technique: Intermediate Huang is indeed not worth saving!"

Before Xiao Yan could reply, Yao Chen's voice sounded again, this time with a serious warning. "Oh, yes. By the way, you guys have been followed since the beginning by the Wolfhead Mercenary. So be prepared."

Just then, El's cold voice sounded, saying the same sentence simultaneously, "You guys are being followed by the Wolfhead Mercenary. Be prepared."

'Followed? Why didn't the master say so?' said Xiao Yan irritably, telepathically.

The two of them, Xiao Yan and Xiao Yi Xian, instantly looked back, looking at the dark path they had come from. Their expressions turned serious, realizing the lurking threat.

On the other hand, Yao Chen exclaimed in an astonished tone. "Hoo... How interesting," he commented, his tone full of admiration. "Apparently, he also realized the enemy's existence before you guys did."

Xiao Yi Xian looked at El for a moment, hesitating, but could not deny the strange feeling of security when near this man.

"What's your plan then, Ji Lan?" asked Xiao Yi Xian, preparing herself for a possible battle.

El stared at the path they came, before answering in a cold voice, "It's up to them, anyway. But if they want to play, Ji doesn't mind."

With a concentrated thought, White Fire Sword, a gleaming white sword with a faintly burning red hue, floated slowly from its place. As if it had a will of its own, it flew smoothly into El's hand.

The clatter of footsteps echoed in the cave, getting closer and closer, until wolf-masked figures appeared, crowding the exit.

They were the Wolfhead Mercenary, led by a tall, black-haired man with an arrogant expression, Mu Li.

Mu Li stepped forward, folding her arms across his chest, with a sly smile clearly etched on his face. "Hahaha, it was worth letting you guys play around so far," he said, his voice full of mockery. "Now, hand over all your treasures, or you will regret it."

Xiao Yi Xian and Xiao Yan glanced at each other with tense faces. Anxiety was clearly reflected in their eyes. The situation became even more difficult with the exit route now sealed off.

However, different from them, El stood in his place with a cold expression, his eyes watching Mu Li without emotion. His silence created a mysterious aura that made the atmosphere even more tense.

"Mu Li... How on earth did you get here?" asked Xiao Yi Xian in a tone full of caution, his eyes staring intently at the group leader.

Mu Li was just about to open his mouth to reply when, without warning, El stepped forward. In one swift motion, he plucked a strand of hair from Xiao Yi Xian's head.

"It hurts!" Xiao Yi Xian complained loudly while holding her head. Her face was flushed, half annoyed, half confused. "Pervert! What the hell are you? My hair is a precious treasure! You're really wasteful!"

However, El did not respond to her anger. Calmly, he lifted the hair, revealing something strange: The strand of hair was moving, wriggling like a living caterpillar.

Xiao Yi Xian who saw it instantly froze for a moment, her anger replaced by shock.

"Huh? This hair... moves on its own?" said Xiao Yi Xian softly, her eyes rounded as she took the hair from El's hand to examine it more closely.

Mu Li laughed loudly, his voice echoing throughout the cave, containing both pride and contempt.

"Hahaha," laughed Mu Li, "How was my trick? It was amazing, wasn't it? It was something very special, which I prepared just for you. Without the need for Dou Qi, it can stick at any time, a scout insect!"

His eyes narrowed, his smile wide and full of confidence. "I know everything about you. For example, you like wearing white underwear."