Chapter 25: Lan Xin's Ability

  The wounded Zong Yin only felt a surge of soul power enveloping him, the wound on his arm was healing rapidly, and the toxins in his body were also gradually disappearing.

  When he recovered his vision, he was already on the top floor of the library. Fan Lao Ren had returned to the appearance he had when Zong Yin first saw him, like a speck of dust, completely unremarkable.

  "Thank you, sir, for saving my life."

  His body's wounds had all recovered, only the aftereffects of returning to his ancestors hadn't completely passed, Zong Yin stood up and respectfully bowed to Old Man Fan.

  "It doesn't matter, the Book Hall has its own rules, saving you was just a coincidence. The soul technique I gave you last time, you've practiced it well, it really suits you. Other people who use this soul technique have much weaker power, and their weakness lasts longer. Your talent is very good."

  Fan Lao Ren casually waved his hand and smiled calmly, saying that Zong Yin's return to the ancestors was also seen by Fan Lao Ren, who did not hesitate to praise him.

  "With the same soul technique, why is there a big difference in effect when used by different people?"

  Zong raised an eyebrow, could he really have never heard that different people using the same soul technique would have differences? Those books about soul techniques didn't mention it either.

  "It's certain that the soul technique effects below Blue Star aren't particularly obvious yet, but many powerful soul techniques require specific conditions to exert their due power. For example, bloodline, soul, soul stone and environment etc., the growth-type soul technique of Returning Ancestor requires a lot, first only those below Soul Apprentice can cultivate it, also need to have high enough control over soul force, most importantly it needs some inheritance of bloodline and condensation degree of soul."

  The teacup beside Old Man Fan floated slowly to his front under the control of his soul power, and he took a light sip before explaining calmly.

  "In the end, Old Man Fan paused for a moment, glanced at Zong Yin, and continued: "Your family has a thin bloodline of the demon tribe, and your soul's condensation degree is something I've only seen in my lifetime. That's why you can exhibit such an effect with Reversion to Ancestral State during the Soul Apprentice stage."

  Zong Yin was taken aback at first, wondering how he could have the bloodline of a demon clan. But after some thought, he felt relieved again. The Zong family in Jiuhuang City had stood on the border between humans and demons for nearly a thousand years. A thousand years ago, the relationship between humans and demons was not as tense as it is now, so even if there were intermarriages, it would be normal. This also explained why he only possessed beastly abilities after activating his ancestral heritage. But what still puzzled him was that petrified arm - which demon clan had a body made of rock?

  Having figured out the problem of blood veins, the degree of soul condensation is even better explained. His soul was formed by the fusion of two people's souls, and if this is still weaker than ordinary people, that would be truly inexcusable.

  "Deep gratitude to the elderly gentleman, Zong Yin will never forget the kindness of hiding his teeth. If there is a place where he can be useful in the future, Zong Yin will definitely exert all his efforts."

  Having understood the cause and effect, Zong Yin bowed to Old Man Fan again. Even with all these reasons, being able to give away such a precious treasure like the Sealing Technique Manual so casually, it's clear what kind of person Old Man Fan is. Such a valuable treasure isn't something that just anyone can be so careless about.

  Although he knew that with his current strength, Old Man Fan would absolutely not take him seriously, Zong Yin still spoke sincerely.

  "Since we have fate, it's yours to claim. Rather than letting it rot here, I'd rather let it burn its last flame. Hope you won't tarnish the name of Return Ancestor."

  Fan Lao's face always wore a faint smile, and those words actually reminded Zong Yin of the teachings of Taoism and Buddhism in his past life.

  Zong Yin knew that too many guarantees and words would only make him appear insincere, so he simply stood respectfully in front of Old Man Fan, nodding firmly.

  Fan Lao saw the appearance of Zong Yin, his mood was excellent, with a natural talent that stood out from the crowd, neither arrogant nor complacent, with an extremely good temperament. If he hadn't sworn a blood oath, he would have wanted to take in Zong Yin as a disciple.

  "Old Man Fan! Old Man Fan! Have you killed someone again? So many people are saying that there's... Hmm? It's you!"

  Just as Fan Lao was sighing in his heart, Lan Xin's voice came from downstairs. When he saw Zong Yin standing in front of Fan Lao, he suddenly let out another cry of surprise.

  "What did they say was in the library?"

  Old Man Fan's face lit up with a hint of doting affection as soon as he saw Lan Xin, and a surge of spiritual energy swept Lan Xin directly into his arms. He stretched out his aged hand to gently stroke Lan Xin's black hair, just like he was petting a small cat.

  "They say there's a malevolent spirit in the library, and someone has already been eaten by it..."

  Lan Xin pouted, slapped away Fan Lao's hand, shook her head, smoothed out her disheveled hair, and said weakly.

  "Heh heh, this old man's nickname 'Evil Spirit of the Imperial Palace' has been circulating since I took office and still continues to this day, it's nothing unusual."

  Old Man Fan didn't show any dissatisfaction because Lan Xin knocked his hand away and what others called him, instead he showed a hint of pride and boasted, then once again stretched out his hand towards Lan Xin's head, ruthlessly rubbing her head.

  "Don't mention that! Old Man Fan, I'm asking you, did you give him that stone slab?! I've asked you so many times and you never gave it to me, but instead you gave it to him. Does he mean more to you than I do?!"

  Once again, Lan Xin slapped away Fan Lao's hand and glared at him fiercely, then glared at Zong Yin as well. With a huff, she questioned Fan Lao, but her angry expression didn't intimidate him; instead, he reached out to pinch her puffed-up cheeks.

  "What's the point of a girl practicing that useless soul technique? In the future, I'll find you the most powerful soul technique to practice, how about that?"

  Mr. Fan was like a grandfather coaxing his granddaughter at this time, with a doting smile, constantly pinching Lan Xin's lazy egg.

  "Who says I'm going to cultivate! I just want to study the seal technique's secret method of adding support! Moreover, that piece of seal technique 'Soul Technique Great Canon' doesn't have any records, it might be helpful for my research!"

  Unable to shake off Old Man Fan's hand, Lan Xin opened her mouth and bit down hard, rolling her eyes in rebuttal to Old Man Fan's words.

  "You're still messing around with that incomplete book, adding your own secret techniques and self-created soul skills? That old Ye Feng is spoiling you too much, creating your own soul skills is very dangerous! Besides, it's not easy to create new soul skills just like that. I was like you back in the day... This! Is this what you've researched?"

  Fan Lao didn't dodge or evade, letting Lan Xin bite his hand, and began to mutter to himself, wanting to use past lessons to guide Lan Xin.

  Bai Yan rolled her eyes again, and what Lan Xin couldn't stand the most was when Old Man Fan started telling his past stories. At first, she wanted to stop him, but it wasn't that easy. She abruptly pulled out a thin little booklet from her pocket and opened it in front of Old Man Fan. He subconsciously glanced at it, and the next moment, his eyes widened, and he snatched the booklet from her hand.

  "How's that? I spent a whole month studying this, and Master said its power is already one of the top soul techniques of Green Star! Hmph! Master was right, as soon as Old Man Fan starts nagging, I'll take these things out, and you'll shut up obediently."

  Lan Xin raised an eyebrow in satisfaction and grasped Old Man Fan's sparse beard with all her might.

  "I didn't expect you to have such a talent, no wonder Ye Feng that old thing doesn't care about you. Unfortunately, the ancestral seal technique has already been used by him, otherwise, who knows, maybe you could have even researched something out of it."

  Old Man Fan's eyes sparkled as he finished reading the small booklet in Xue Qing's hand, and with a hint of regret, he looked at Zong Yin and shook his head helplessly.

  Zong Yin had already sensed some doubts from the conversation between the two, and he stared at the little loli Lan Xin in shock. He couldn't believe that she was actually able to create her own soul technique and even researched a part of the Sealing Technique's incantation method! To think that all the existing soul techniques were passed down by predecessors, Zong Yin had never heard of anyone being able to create their own soul technique, whether in books or legends.

  "Hmmph!"

  As Fan Lao's voice fell, Lan Xin glared at Zong Yin fiercely, looking as if she wanted to swallow him whole.

  "This is a stone slab left behind by the ancient technique, I don't know if it's still useful."

  Zong Yin was glared at by Lan Xin, and his scalp felt numb. He subconsciously took out the ancestral stone slab from his bosom and handed it over to her. Zong Yin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately this stone slab was the most precious thing he had obtained in this world so far, he wanted to keep it as a memento, and hadn't lost it.

  "Give it to me!"

  Like a starving tiger pouncing on its prey, Lan Xin immediately pounced on Zong Yin's stone tablet.

  Zong Yin only felt a blackness in front of his eyes, and the stone slab in his hand had already fallen into Lan Xin's hands.

  "The texture of the stone slab has become so shallow! It's all your fault..."

  Lan Xin took the slate and her fingers lightly slid over the texture, carefully feeling its texture. Her brow furrowed as she retrieved a set of professional tools from her storage ring, copying the mold on the slate while tidying up, and began to get angry again.

  "Haha! Kid, if nothing's wrong, you can leave first and go back to cultivate properly!"

  Lan Xin was about to have another outburst, and Old Man Fan immediately laughed loudly, scolding Zong Yin with a stern expression.

  Zong Yinhuan suddenly understood Fan Lao's kindness and, as if he had been greatly pardoned, rushed out of the door.

  "Wait! What's your name? I've seen you several times but I still don't know what your name is."

  Zong Yin had just rushed to the stairs when Lan Xin seemed to remember something and suddenly called out to him, recalling the scene where his master asked about Zong Yin's information and he didn't know anything.

  "Zong Yin."

  Zong Yin was still unwilling to report his own name for the first time, he knew at a glance that Lan Xin was the kind of spoiled rich girl, especially with a big shot standing behind her, if things went wrong, the people behind her would come out and even if Lan Xin was in the wrong, they would still make an example of the other party.

  "Alright, I've remembered it. Once I've researched a new soul technique later on, you can cultivate it first and remember to leave the position of the soul technique!"

  Lan Xin muttered a sentence, nodded, and suddenly revealed a cute smile, saying to Zong Yin.

  Although the little loli's face was paired with a truly smiling expression, it almost instantly made Zong Yin fall in love, but his forehead still flowed with countless cold sweats, and his emotions were once again used as a guinea pig!