studiobondurri Chapter 137: Angry
Chapter 137: Angry
Chapter 137: Angry
On the other side.
Silver Cat Xiying, carrying the incense burner, arrived at a large tree not far away.
This was a huge century-old tree. Ten zhang (33 meters) above the ground, there was a small tree hole that had been dug out. The hole was lined with fur and silk, and there was a pillow made of silk.
Silver Cat Xiying placed the burner in front of her, raising a paw to rest on it.
A silver light shone from the center of her paw, forming a magic array that enveloped the burner. The light gathered towards the incense burner.
However, after waiting for a moment, there was no reaction from the burner.
A puzzled look appeared in Silver Cat Xiying’s eyes. Her fluffy little head moved closer, and just as she was about to take a closer look, she suddenly found that the burner was glowing on its own, and its body began to become transparent and ethereal.
Silver Cat Xiying’s eyes flashed, and she quickly withdrew her magic power.
But the ethereal state of the incense burner did not stop. It completely disappeared under her gaze.
Silver Cat Xiying puffed out her cheeks, thinking to herself, "Oh, how did this damn bastard do it?"
At the same time, Yuan Ming felt a warmth on his arm.
A dark green incense burner tattoo gradually emerged.
"It’s back!" Yuan Ming was overjoyed at the sight.
After touching the tattoo on his arm, he stood up, looked around, didn’t see the silver cat, and immediately turned back to his residence.
After returning, he didn’t continue to light the incense and try to possess a body. Instead, he sat upright at the table, quietly waiting for the silver cat to appear.NewW novels updates at novelhall.com
Sure enough, a moment later, the silver cat appeared again at the window.
She still walked with an elegant stride, showing no remorse for her previous actions, but instead looked at Yuan Ming angrily.
"You took my things without asking, and you’re still angry?" Yuan Ming said angrily.
"Hmph, I just borrowed it for a few days, you’re too stingy." Silver Cat Xiying was furious, her claws grinding against the window frame, her voice ringing in Yuan Ming’s ears.
"This thing is not for playing. If it’s stolen, it’ll be troublesome." Yuan Ming said seriously.
"Stolen? Who dares! Don’t they know who I am?" The silver cat said proudly.
"I’m not afraid of ten thousand, just in case. This incense burner is very important to me..." Yuan Ming said patiently.
"I want to play with your incense burner, you stingy ghost. Don’t you see who’s helping you cultivate? What’s wrong with playing for a while? What’s wrong? Stingy ghost!" Silver Cat Xiying didn’t listen to Yuan Ming at all, she interrupted him and started shouting.
Yuan Ming felt a bit guilty when he heard this, so he waved his hand, and the incense burner appeared in his hand again. He put it on the table and said, "Alright, alright, you play. Play here."
"I’m not interested now, I don’t care." The silver cat glanced at the incense burner, slowly lay down on the window sill, resting her little head on her front paws, and looked elsewhere.
The atmosphere was a bit tense, Yuan Ming thought for a moment and then said:
"What do you want this incense burner for? Can you tell me?"
In fact, he had always been suspicious about the appearance of the silver cat. At first, he was also on guard, but after spending a long time together, and the silver cat had indeed given him a lot of help and even saved him, he had come to consider the silver cat as a friend from the bottom of his heart.
"I won’t tell you, I don’t want to deal with you now." Silver Cat Xiying’s voice rang in Yuan Ming’s mind.
"Then let me guess." Yuan Ming said.
With a soft chant from his mouth, the mana in his body began to circulate along a predetermined path, flowing towards the tip of his raised index finger.
The next moment, a fist-sized flame ignited with a ’sizzle’ and hovered at his fingertip.
The flame clustered, and the heat surged. The high temperature spread, causing waves of heat to rise, blowing Yuan Ming’s hair slightly upward, and his face was illuminated red by the firelight.
Yuan Ming steadied his mind and began to try to stimulate his mana according to his previous guess, pouring it into the formed fireball.
At first, he didn’t dare to be too reckless, strictly controlling his mana like a trickle, converging at his fingertip.
The walnut-sized fireball, at the moment of mana infusion, spat out a tongue of flame, then returned to calm, but the volume of the fireball began to slowly increase.
Feeling that there was nothing wrong, Yuan Ming began to confidently infuse mana.
Mana surged rapidly from his dantian, constantly gathering into the fireball,
The slowly growing fireball suddenly began to grow rapidly, and in a short while, it became the size of a baby’s head.
The color of the flame also changed from red to bright yellow, and the scorching temperature made Yuan Ming’s face tighten, and a burnt smell permeated the air.
But accompanying this was the rapid loss of Yuan Ming’s internal mana, almost to the point of losing control.
Just as Yuan Ming felt that his mana was almost exhausted and was about to throw the fireball, the mana stored in his dantian had already run out first.
The huge fireball stopped spitting out flames, and its volume no longer increased. It only lasted for a breath or two before it ’bang’ shattered into countless sparks, dissipating in the air,
Yuan Ming collapsed to the ground, feeling empty in his dantian, as if his energy had been drained.
He quickly took out a spirit stone and held it in his hand, sitting cross-legged to cultivate while absorbing the spiritual power within it to help him recover quickly.
After this verification, Yuan Ming found that his dantian’s mana storage was actually less than that of the young emperor.
The latter could support the fireball to grow to the size of an adult’s head, but he couldn’t.
It can be said that it was Yuan Ming’s accidental possession that helped the young emperor start his cultivation path, so their cultivation time should not be much different, but the result was that Yuan Ming was far behind.
Of course, there are differences in external conditions. After all, as the emperor of the Great Jin Kingdom, he should not lack cultivation resources, but his cultivation aptitude is probably one in ten thousand.
"This Explosion Technique seems to be able to keep growing as long as I keep infusing mana. At least with my mana, I can’t test its limit for now." Yuan Ming pondered.
It wasn’t until late at night that Yuan Ming finally recovered his dantian mana.
He couldn’t wait to start trying again.
This time, he closely monitored the changes in his dantian mana, and did not exhaust his mana like last time, allowing the fireball to self-destruct.
Instead, the moment before his mana was about to run out, he used all his strength to throw it into the fire pit in front of him.
The bright yellow fireball flew into the fire pit, and the moment it hit the ground, a ’boom’ sound echoed.
A huge flame exploded from the fire pit, countless fireballs carrying dirt and gravel splashed out, forming a circle of fire overflow about a zhang (3.3 meters) in radius.
"I’ve overdone it!" A thought flashed through Yuan Ming’s mind.
The intense heat mixed with the shockwave and gravel, sweeping outwards with an incredibly strong force.
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