Douluo Dalu Within A Martial World

The next day Bing Xian took Wang Xue to a clearing on the outskirts of Green Valley Town. It was isolated enough so that no-one would find them, but close enough so that one could still see the village.

"Sir Bing, I was cultivating the [Divine Blackening Art] last night and found that my strength had increased by a great deal! Roughly 100 jins!".

With a physical body strength of roughly 1000 jins, increasing her power by 1/10th overnight would be a great deal to most cultivators. Wang Xue finally thought she had arrived at the starting line. The starting line in the race to the pinnacle of cultivation!

To Bing Xian on the other hand....

"Okay. Continue practicing until you reach the Pulse Condensation Stage. The Body Transformation Stage is relatively straightforward and focuses on refining the body, making it a suitable vessel for true essence. Don't rush it. If you do, it could be the meaning between Houtian and Xiantian....".

Despite his words having a jarring and slightly demeaning intent, Wang Xue's eyes glistened as she listened to his words.

'I could become a Xiantian Martial Artist!'.

To any cultivator in the Sky Fortune Kingdom, Xiantian was the pinnacle of cultivation! It symbolized nobility and respect. The strength of 10,000 men and the ability to fly through the sky! For someone who just used to be a mortal a couple months ago, Wang Xue thought this to be incredible!

Bing Xian left the fifteen year old to her own devices after that. He could see that her dėsɨrė to pursue the martial path was growing minute by minute, and every time Bing Xian enlightened her on something, that path would become just a little bit more clearer.

"I suppose I should continue cultivating as well....", he muttered to himself.

The six year old boy stood tall and proud on a flattened mountaintop, overlooking the tiny Green Valley Town several kilometers away.

He cleared this space before he arrived on the [Tempest Mastodon] and slept here for a night, while continuing to practice his new Spirit Ring abilities as well as his new Spirit Bone abilities.

His second red Spirit Ring granted him another 3 abilities.

His second Spirit Ring's first ability was called [Shadow Layer]. Simply put it coated Bing Xian's body in a thick durable shadow which increased his defense dramatically. The layer of shadows could be stacked, which increased the defensive power of this ability, at the cost of a huge amount of Spirit Power.

And despite how strong the ability would be at higher levels once Bing Xian's spiritual power increased in both quality and quantity, every hit he blocked with the [Shadow Layer] drained his spirit power even quicker, making the ability a double-edged sword.

'I can only use this ability to defend against fatal attacks. I can't use this freely yet.....', he rubbed his chin and thought about his other new abilities.

The second ability of his second Spirit Ring was called [Penumbra Dream]. It was an odd ability, something which even Xiao An said was complicated as he almost never used it, but combined with Bing Xian's [Undying Nightmare Ghost Demon], complimented it quite well.

It added another affect to the purplish black mist that came with the [Undying Nightmare Ghost Demon], and instead of plaguing the target with random illusions that sprung from the cultivators own nightmares, it simply put the enemy to sleep.

Bing Xian's ability to control the purplish-black mist increased dramatically, being able to shape it into a plethora of different forms rather than just a dome than circled around Bing Xian's body. And instead of being limited to a ten meter radius around him, Bing Xian could now extend the purplish-black mist over 30 meters!

With this he could simply hide in an area and let his second Spirit Rings second ability take out all the enemies that even dare to try and catch him!

'It has a lesser effect on those with a cultivation higher than me though.... but I'm a Spirit Grandmaster now! Just one more Spirit Ring and I will have climbed higher than many Spirit Masters have reached in their entire lives!'.

On the Douluo Continent, it was common knowledge than not all Spirit Masters could cultivate above level 30. Many had been stuck at that boundary, and some had their dreams shattered as a result.

'I won't back down! I will become a God! A small boundary will not hinder me! I swear it!'.

This darkness did more than just take away one's sight however. In addition, one other random sense would be cut off, besides sight.

Smell. Touch. Hearing. Taste.....

If one had both their sight and hearing disabled.... how would they even notice Bing Xian coming?

Unfortunately the ability didn't stack like his [Shadow Layer], otherwise Bing Xian wouldn't of stopped grinning all the way back to Green Valley Town.

A small smile marked his features as he looked down at the vast world below.

He enjoyed being in such higher places. It wasn't the sense of superiority he got from looking down at the world, but rather a sense of wonder from just how enormous the Martial World truly was.

His two crimson tinged Spirit Rings appeared right in front of him, as well as the three Spirit Essence Marks on the palm of his hand.

The Spirit Rings each had a minor adjustment to them, symbolic to the Spirit Beast that it came from. The silly crane had his seven golden wings, each representing 100,000 years of cultivation, while also having a large pair of wings sprouting out at the top, like a crane ascending the 33 Heavens.

Xiao An's was a little bit low-key compared to the silly crane's wings.

'It seems my inscriptions still need a little work', he chuckled.

Bing Xian's gaze moved from the Spirit Rings to the palm of his hand where the three Spirit Essence Marks had stopped rotating and were completely visible to everyone.

Purple in the shape of a Eight-Eyed Mask

Green in the shape of a Holy Tree.

White in the shape of a Snowflake.

He had named the Eight-Eyed Mask the [Undying Nightmare Ghost Demon] as it was a mutated version of the Ghost Douluo [Ghost Demon] Spirit Essence.

It took the shape of a 10 meter tall tree with a single thick rope wrapped around it. He had called the Holy Tree the [Immortal Fusang Tree] as it was primarily a support Spirit Essence that had nine little golden buds that reminded Bing Xian of nine tiny little Three-Legged Golden Crows. It's innate ability was to speed up all healing within a 100 meter radius by 100%.

This meant that a injury that should normally take 10 days to heal would need only 5 days. It shortened the recovery period by half!

It was a great boon to have, especially after fighting Spirit Beasts for training. He only had to wait half the time to fully recover which allowed Bing Xian to fight longer, and harder.

Bing Xian was quite surprised to find out that his third Spirit Essence was a Body Spirit. The [Undying Nightmare Ghost Demon] was a Beast Spirit Essence and the [Immortal Fusang Tree] was a Tool Spirit Essence, so he should've suspected his third may have been a Body Spirit.

He called it the [Nine Incessant Winter Body] Spirit Essence. Upon activation, his hair and eyes would turn white and a pure white glow would envelop the surrounding area. It would transform everything within ten meters into ice and cause a change in the weather, not matter where he would be.

The [Nine Incessant Winter Body] literally turned his body into ice. His skin, his muscles, his blood, his organs, his bones, his marrow.... all of it would be turned into an equally tough ice. He could create a limitless amount of ice and shape it into any different number of forms he wanted.

But it affected his personality as a result. After activating the [Nine Incessant Winter Body] he would freeze all his emotions as well. Bing Xian couldn't feel anger or sadness, happiness and joy, even regret and despair.

He embodied ice and became it as a result. It made him feel more like a robot than an ice man....

A cold shiver ran up Bing Xian's spine.

'I admit that I have gotten used to the lack of emotions. It made me fight better and win better as well but....'.

When he used the [Nine Incessant Winter Body] his dėsɨrės froze as well. Not his earthly dėsɨrės, but his dėsɨrė to become a King and a God!

It made him feel empty inside.

He dispersed his Spirit Rings an Spirit Essence Marks and stared out at the humongous valley in front of him, his eyes focused and unblinking on the scenery around him.

Bing Xian smiled a little before a puzzled expression came onto his face.

'Didn't the silly crane say I had a fourth Spirit Essence Mark?'.