The silver being stood on a large boulder, looking stunned and dazed. Was this little brat really human? How could someone be so vicious, wanting to eat him?
"Scared, huh? Hurry up and wash yourself clean, then come into the pot," Little One glared at him with big eyes.
The silver being felt a sense of disorientation, as if the roles of their races had been reversed. How could a human be so menacing?
"Are you sure you're talking to me?" he asked hesitantly.
"Of course, is there anything else to eat here?" Little One retorted confidently.
"Roar!"
The silver being roared, causing the mountains and forests to tremble and leaves to scatter. His expression darkened, and the silver light around him dimmed, revealing his true form.
He was enraged, having never encountered such a human before. Did this human really want to eat him? Had he lost his mind?
He had a humanoid form but was covered in silver scales. His face resembled that of a human, with a strikingly handsome appearance. Notably, his eyes were silver and piercing, and his silver hair flowed like a waterfall.
He had always been the one eating others; other beings would flee at the sight of him. Now, encountering a human who wanted to eat him, he was furious. He transformed into a streak of silver light and lunged forward.
"I’ll teach you how to respect the future king."
The silver light surged like waves, ferocious and astonishing, reaching Little One in an instant. A fist crashed towards Little One's head, creating a powerful gust that sent surrounding stones weighing dozens to hundreds of pounds flying.
The disciples of the Bu Tian Pavilion were shocked. This being was incredibly strong; even the wind he generated was enough to blow away such heavy stones. How powerful must he be?
Little One shouted loudly and met the attack head-on, preparing for a hard clash. His black hair flew backward, making him appear less youthful and more imposing, as he exhaled a powerful breath.
"Boom!"
The two fists collided with a deafening crash, like a thunderbolt exploding. The silver being's eyes widened in shock. Then, symbols appeared on his palm, rapidly interweaving.
Both combatants were forced to retreat. Little One's eyes glowed, eagerly watching him, ready to pounce again with a wild gleam in his eyes.
The silver being’s hands trembled. He gasped, realizing he couldn't overpower Little One with pure physical strength alone. If not for the timely use of his symbol-based powers, he might have suffered a significant loss.
He shook his hand, tossing the four spirit herbs onto a boulder to prevent their destruction during the fight.
Then, he struck again. His silver pupils suddenly shone, transforming into two beams of silver light that stretched over ten meters and flew at high speed, more terrifying than any fired arrow.
Little One’s expression remained unchanged. He quickly countered with a transparent golden hand, which erupted into blazing lightning, enveloping the area in a fierce radiance.
The world was engulfed in a blaze of gold and silver lightning.
Little One dodged sideways, losing a strand of black hair and receiving a cut on his neck from a silver beam, which bled lightly. It was a close call; if the silver light had been even slightly more off-target, it could have pierced his throat, potentially leading to his head being severed.
At the same time, the silver being showed some scorch marks and staggered backward, losing a scale and revealing surprise. "The treasure technique of the Suan Ni King."
"Impressive," Little One said, wiping the blood from his neck with an expression of curiosity.
"You're quite strong. No wonder the Nine-Headed Golden Lion wanted to make you a battle servant. I’m definitely taking you," the silver being declared, his gaze growing fiercer. Around him, a burst of silver light flared up, burning intensely. He stood at the center like a king, exuding a powerful aura.
The Bu Tian Pavilion disciples gasped in amazement. This ancient being was far stronger than they had imagined. Though still young, he already exhibited a kingly presence.
"Roar!"
He attacked with overwhelming silver light, crashing down like a vast ocean. Little One showed a serious expression, his entire body crackling with electric light, transforming into a small thunder god. He raised his hand, unleashing golden lightning that danced across the sky, exploding the area.
"Boom!"
A boulder weighing over two hundred thousand pounds turned to dust under the lightning, and the golden lightning spread through the sky, astounding and frightening.
"Whoosh!"
The silver light covered the sky, leveling the forest and turning it into ashes, leaving behind a scene of devastation.
Little One and the silver being fought fiercely, risking their lives. They moved rapidly, their battle creating a dazzling display of light and energy, with symbols and techniques everywhere.
The silver being, having practiced longer and possessing a higher realm, tried to use absolute power to suppress Little One. Yet, he found the young human too tenacious, evading his fatal blows repeatedly.
Little One remained fearless and grew bolder with each strike.
The silver being unleashed symbols and attacked Little One, enveloping him in a vast silver sea. His eyes shone brightly as he combined two techniques and charged forward.
Suddenly, a brilliant light flared. Little One intertwined his symbols, producing a crystal-clear bone mirror that blocked the silver light from the being’s eyes and reflected it back.
"Whoosh!"
The silver being grunted in pain, staggering backward with two blood holes appearing on his shoulder, bleeding profusely, and showing shock.
"You actually obtained the Suan Ni’s precious bone and refined it into a supreme treasure."
Powerful races find it hard to endure when their internal techniques are revealed; the dying moment often leads to the self-destruction of their treasured bones. It was rare for the original bone to remain.
"Sorry, the mirror slipped from my chest," Little One’s apology lacked sincerity, causing the silver being’s eyes to grow cold.
Despite his longer cultivation time and higher realm, the silver being couldn’t suppress Little One. With Little One using a treasure, he was left speechless.
"Boom!"
The silver being opened his mouth, expelling a light orb that expanded into a silver fan, which he used to sweep at Little One, creating a towering wave of white.
Little One resisted with the bone mirror, stabilizing himself. But the ground behind him was ravaged, with ancient trees uprooted and shattered in the sky. A boulder also split into pieces as if struck by a thunder god, rolling down with a rumbling sound.
The scene was terrifying. The power of the treasure was immense, stunning the Bu Tian Pavilion’s disciples watching from afar. This silver being was undoubtedly an unimaginable royal descendant.
Otherwise, how could someone so young wield such a powerful silver fan? The force was too great to be in the hands of an immature ancient being.
Of course, they were also extremely shocked by Little One, who possessed such a rich heritage, including the supreme treasure of the ancient Suan Ni, refined into a bone mirror, which was unbelievable.
"Open!"
Little One roared with thunderous intensity, flipping the bone mirror in his hand to face the silver being. The crystal-clear bone had a symbol glowing with lightning.
With a thunderous boom, a massive lightning bolt shot out, an ancient Suan Ni's mystery combined with the mirror, its divine power astonishing.
The silver being’s expression changed, and he swung his fan again. The silver light covered the sky, colliding with the enormous golden lightning, erupting in dazzling brilliance.
Finally, both parties retreated, their faces filled with astonishment, marveling at the power of each other's treasures.
"You really surprise me. You're just a human, so young, yet so powerful in battle. This is the first time I've seen something like this," the silver being, though not very old himself, had cultivated longer than Little One, but couldn't handle him, making him incredulous and grim-faced.
"Now that you understand, how about this: I won't eat you. How about becoming my battle servant?" Little One mocked.
The silver being's face twitched with anger. He roared, "I won’t take you as my servant. Even if the Nine-Headed Lions want you, they won't get you. Today, I'll tear you apart and devour you. No one will get a powerful servant from me."
Upon hearing this, Little One's face darkened, his teeth clenched. "There are other ancient beings with similar thoughts. If you persist, my menu will not only include braised lion heads and tiger bone soup but will also add a few more dishes. You're the least useful. I'll have to kill you and trade your parts for treasures."
He began to rage, his treasure mirror shining brightly as he continued his fierce assault.
"I don't want to waste any more time. Prepare to die," the silver being growled coldly. He spat out a dagger, which gleamed with silver light and flew out in an instant.
During this process, he vigorously waved his silver fan to distract Little One’s bone mirror, making it difficult for him to muster extra strength to counter the dagger.
The silver dagger, made from precious bone, was formidable, though not as powerful as the fan. With the fan and the Suan Ni mirror clashing, this third treasure was becoming quite fearsome.
"Boom!"
A volcano suddenly appeared above Little One's head, with "lava" gushing forth, accompanied by the roar of a dragon. A golden light erupted, both strange and terrifying.
With a "crack," the dagger was shattered and fell to the ground, breaking into two pieces.
Little One’s treasure consisted of two golden bones connected, emitting an astonishing light that made the sun pale in comparison, accompanied by dragon roars and howls.
"What?" The silver being was startled. The opponent had produced another powerful treasure, which was astounding.
With a swoosh, the golden light came flying, resembling two intertwined dragon-like figures, transforming into a treasure scissors that cut through the air.
"Not good!" He turned and fled, relying on his superior realm to barely match Little One. Now, defeated by the treasures, he had no choice but to escape.
However, he was a moment too late. The golden bone scissors sliced through his left arm with a whoosh, causing blood to spurt.
"Damn it!"
He howled, spinning his silver fan to lift himself and emit boundless light, then sped away close to the ground.
"Where do you think you're going?" Little One shouted, his bone mirror glowing, propelling him forward as he pursued with lightning speed.
This pursuit was extremely draining, but neither could afford to be lenient—one fleeing desperately, the other chasing with lightning speed to catch him.
"The little junior brother is truly something. How can someone possess such powerful treasures? Each one could be a clan's treasure," the disciples of the Bu Tian Pavilion lamented, astonished by Little One’s hidden cards.
They were unaware that these treasures were earned through Little One’s own efforts, not given by his clan or elders.
The disciples retrieved the severed arm and the four spirit herbs, continuing their chase, worried about Little One’s safety and possible mishaps.
Half an hour later, they finally followed the trail of the battle and found that the fight had ended, leaving behind a bloody scene.
Little One sighed deeply, his face devoid of any smiles, filled with inexplicable sorrow, causing the others to be startled, sensing that their junior brother had suffered a significant loss.
"What happened, junior brother?"
"My treasures, they're gone, destroyed," he said sorrowfully.
"Ah!" The disciples were shocked and pained. Both the bone mirror and the golden scissors were invaluable treasures, their loss incalculable.
"Which one was destroyed, the scissors or the mirror?" a beautiful senior sister asked softly, trying to comfort him.
"Neither," Little One shook his head, pulling out a tattered fan from his chest, its silver bones dim and mostly shattered.
"Ugh!"
The others nearly spat blood. It turned out that Little One was mourning the loss of the spoils of war, and they had thought he was lamenting the destruction of his treasures, which was quite exasperating.
The silver being had been slain, his neck severed by the golden ancient scissors, and his head turned to ashes by the lightning from the Suan Ni mirror.
"In the end, it's my realm that's insufficient. I need to break through quickly. Otherwise, if I had resolved this ancient being earlier, the treasure wouldn't have been destroyed," Little One fumed.
The others were speechless. This little junior brother, so young and already extraordinarily powerful, still sought further breakthroughs. Was he trying to rival older generations?
"This ancient being must have had blood and medicinal properties. If I refine his blood, it should nourish me and help me reach a new realm. But I don't want to eat a humanoid being," Little One frowned, his little face troubled and undecided.
"Perhaps you can trade it with others," one of the Bu Tian Pavilion’s senior brothers suggested.
"Well, that’s the only option left. Otherwise, eating him might leave a mental scar," Little One said dejectedly. He then suddenly looked up and shouted towards the distant mountains, "Is anyone interested in trading for an ancient being?"
His shout echoed through the mountains, startling many creatures.
"Yes, but it depends on whether the ancient being you have is valuable."
To his surprise, a response quickly came from afar.
Little One immediately brightened, stood up, and carried the silver being, marching forward. With the volcano and golden scissors appearing overhead, he remained cautious and prepared.
After crossing a mountain ridge, they encountered a large group of over forty young talents guarding a carriage that glowed with red light, clearly a treasure.
"Why are there so many people?" Little One’s eyes sparkled as he stopped.
"Hey, that’s the daughter of the Human Emperor, our junior sister," the Bu Tian Pavilion’s disciples exclaimed in surprise, recognizing the carriage.
Little One remembered that this was the same phoenix carriage he had seen when he first arrived at the Bu Tian Pavilion.
The carriage was enveloped in red mist, surrounded by young talents. Only the Human Emperor’s most cherished daughter could command such protection.
"What an ancient being. We're willing to trade," someone on the opposite side showed delight.
During the rest period, there will be no fewer than two updates each day. This month will be intense. I will do my best, and everyone please cast your votes for perfection. After adjustments, there will be more explosive content.
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