Chapter 561: Chapter 350: Yearning to Return_2
As memories surged into Yan Xiaobao, the red wolf in the Dantian Cave became increasingly transparent. A smile appeared on the wolf’s face, and mixed emotions could be seen in its eyes. Emotions from the memories flickered in its two eyes.
Suddenly, the red wolf disappeared. The only thing left was the red mist and the beast core in the Dantian Cave, but unlike before, it no longer felt full of life. It no longer had its own opinions and life. No, now it felt like there was an extra Dantian; one that completely belonged to his Dantian Person. He now fully controlled this energy. He had become the red wolf. He had always been the red wolf; however, he had never noticed the memories that made the two merge.
His eyes had been closed for several hours, experiencing the memories, later going through the transformation of his body, but finally, he just opened his eyes and saw Wan Qiao looking at him with curious eyes.
"You smell like a beast now," she pointed out. "You no longer have Lan Feng’s aura; you have your own. What happened?"
Hearing this question, Yan Xiaobao slyly smiled as he activated his Beast Transformation. Things had changed. He was now the red wolf and the white-haired boy. This also meant he was strong enough to maintain his beast form as long as he wanted. It no longer required him to use Fog Energy to maintain his form, but when attacking, he was still limited.
Yan Xiaobao didn’t form a dual personality, but after merging with the wolf’s memories, he still didn’t change. His character was now more certain of himself and his ability to become God. He had walked this path, and doing so again wasn’t as hard as before; however, it did require him to work harder and harder.
He and the wolf had always been the same person, yet Yan Xiaobao had never been able to guess this because he didn’t understand that the memories were those of the wolf inside him.
Recognizing these phenomena as true memories of a past life, Yan Xiaobao no longer feared using other phenomena. He felt that having all the memories was what made him feel complete, and he pleaded with his eyes as he looked at Wan Qiao.
"I’ll tell you tomorrow. I need to go home and train now," he said, standing up and rushing home to his room before waiting for an answer. He continued to sit on his bed, releasing the blue cloud from his Dantian Cave. The white mist once again enveloped the entire room, then transformed into a night sky filled with thousands of Constant Stars, entering his forehead one by one and disappearing.
The reason the cultivation initially started to hurt was due to the intense energy that had entered his body in the past few weeks. Every time he cultivated, the blue cloud would act on its own and force the sky to appear. Stars came from the clouds, continuously flooding into Yan Xiaobao’s head. They filled Yan Xiaobao with energy that he couldn’t pinpoint.
To grit his teeth, Yan Xiaobao focused on his Lower Dantian, as he continued to force his body to ignore the pain and cultivate. He hoped the blue cloud could soon consolidate into memories, yet the only thing he gained was a massive headache. Forcing the cloud to solidify seemed far more difficult than he had anticipated.
Although this garnered everyone’s attention, and the pain as if someone was hammering his head didn’t disappear, he soon found himself cultivating all night. Groaning in pain, he slowly stopped and felt the thing that wrapped around him. A warm blanket wrapped around him like a black moonlit sky, as his exhaustion and pain slowly disappeared because this blanket seemed to seep into his skin.
After the blanket, Yan Xiaobao was surprised to see how it slowly turned from a huge black blanket into a piece of blue cloud, then found its place in his lover’s Dantian Cave.
Yan Xiaobao deliberately used the blue cloud to help himself because he wished for it to turn into memories, but that was not the case. Instead, the young man understood what it was doing for his body. Something he did not know.
Yan Xiaobao sighed deeply, deciding not to think about it anymore. Instead, he got up and went to Wan Qiao’s room. Although he should follow his training schedule, he wanted to inform Wan Qiao of what had happened first. He felt his training plans would change in any case, since he was now able to fully control his Wolf Form. Yan Xiaobao no longer relied solely on Lan Feng’s power. Whenever he was like a wolf, he was now as strong as a King. Although he still couldn’t compare to the Emperor, he had the ability to fight against any King-level expert and expect to win.
With a smile on his face, the young man walked towards Wan Qiao’s room. When he walked in, he saw a beaming smile on the woman’s face, completely surprised.
"Tell me what happened," she asked curiously, recalling that the young man suddenly had the scent of a magical beast, leaving the night before. The scent of a magical beast with magical powers.
"It was me," Yan Xiaobao said with a smile. His words made no sense to the woman, who was he?
"The wolf was me," he explained. "The wolf was the memory of my past life. Now we are one, he and I, are the same person. I am the red wolf!"
This was something Yan Xiaobao and Wan Qiao had known for a long time, yet despite knowing, what Yan Xiaobao said now was a shock to Wan Qiao. She suddenly felt foolish. Of course, they were the same. How could there be two souls?