Chapter 193: The Coin That Drops Treasures

"Soul search!" At these words, a flicker of panic appeared in Li Dong's eyes, but it vanished in an instant. He then sneered, "The art of soul search has long been extinct. Are you trying to fool me?"

Hearing this, Yang Xiao shrugged and suddenly smiled mysteriously. "Heh, whether it is or not, you'll know soon enough. I believe you'll remember this pain."

Soul search technique—Yang Tian's eyes lit up. He had also seen this secret art in ancient texts, but it had long been extinct. This technique could search a person's memories, a rare and great divine soul art.

Just as Yang Xiao finished speaking, he suddenly flicked his finger, and several pitch-black chains burst out from within his body, exuding a sinister aura. Three chains, as thick as an arm, coiled with dark runes and shimmered with crystalline light.

"Divine soul secret technique!" A sense of dread struck his heart. Li Dong's face changed drastically, and he exclaimed inwardly. Even in the ancient Li family, he had not been qualified to learn such a divine soul secret technique.

Li Dong was both shocked and enraged. If it truly was the soul search technique, his memories would be devoured by Yang Xiao, and his secrets would be exposed. He made a prompt decision and bit his lip.

At that moment, Li Dong's soul body suddenly trembled violently, emitting a surging puff of soul energy, and his entire face twisted instantly.

"Heh, trying to self-destruct in front of me? You're not qualified." Seeing this, Yang Xiao smiled. He flicked his finger, with no flourish whatsoever, and a strange energy surged from his fingertip.

The vast soul energy around Li Dong abruptly halted, and his entire being was frozen in the void, unable to move.

"How is this possible?" Li Dong struggled a few times, only to find himself sealed in the void by a force. His face froze, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes.

Yang Xiao remained silent. The three pitch-black chains before him instantly appeared beside Li Dong, and under his terrified gaze, the three chains coiled around Li Dong's body.

"Soul refining!" Yang Xiao sat cross-legged, his fingers forming seals instantly. The three chains suddenly burst into black light, and waves of pitch-black mist directly enveloped Li Dong's body.

Li Dong's soul body was dissipating. His eyes bulged with rage as he watched his legs gradually disappear. The dense soul energy was directly devoured by Yang Xiao.

"Recovering!" Noticing that Yang Xiao's soul body brightened a bit, a look of joy instantly appeared on Yang Tian's face. He hadn't expected that Yang Xiao could also devour soul power.

Piercing screams echoed continuously throughout the Ancestral Dragon Ring. Li Dong howled repeatedly, his face twisted beyond recognition.

This agonizing howl made Xiao Bai's drowsy eyes brighten. Looking at the one who had disturbed his sweet dreams, he bared his teeth and, with a "whoosh," leaped onto Yang Tian's shoulder.

Li Dong's soul body was rapidly shrinking. When it had shrunk into a ball, Yang Xiao immediately stopped devouring and began forming seals with his hands.

Yang Xiao's expression turned somewhat grave. Although this secret art could devour memories, it only yielded relatively fragmented memories, and the success rate was not high.

"Soul search!" Yang Xiao shot out a stream of pitch-black soul energy, which surged directly onto Li Dong's remaining soul body. The ball of soul energy, now shrunk into a mass, instantly began to tremble.

"Ahhh—" A piercing scream exploded incessantly throughout the space. The overwhelming resentment sent chills down Yang Tian's spine, making his hair stand on end.

"Awoo!" Xiao Bai screeched, glaring at Li Dong with fierce, big eyes. His mane bristled, making him look like a little hedgehog.

This frenzied roar lasted for about ten breaths before gradually fading away. Li Dong's soul avatar also dissipated completely.

Yang Xiao kept his eyes tightly shut, remaining still for about three breaths before slowly opening them. A trace of fatigue spread in his eyes, indicating that the soul search just now had not been easy.

"Uncle Xiao, how did it go?" Seeing Yang Xiao awake, Yang Tian quickly stepped forward and asked. There was a slight tremor in his voice; he was eager to know where his parents were.

Hearing this, Yang Xiao's expression turned somewhat grim. After a moment of silence, he said slowly, "The demon has emerged. It was them who made the move."

"Demon!" At these words, Yang Tian's heart tightened. He had already encountered such monsters; they had not been wiped out even after hundreds of thousands of years, possessing extremely tenacious vitality. But why had they captured Yang Tian's parents?

"How is our family connected to the demons?" Clenching his fist slightly, Yang Tian quickly asked.

"Hatred? The enmity between our Yang family and theirs dates back to ancient times. Their clan hates our family to the bone!" Clenching his fist, Yang Xiao said coldly, a chill flashing in his eyes.

"Why?" Yang Tian pressed, wanting to know the reason.

Yang Xiao shook his head slightly and sighed. "Don't worry about these things for now. Your parents will surely be fine. I suspect they captured your parents to get their hands on the bloodline!"

"Bloodline?" At these words, Yang Tian's eyes filled with confusion, but he also understood a bit: the Yang family's bloodline was extraordinary; otherwise, how could the forces that had turned the ancient world upside down have captured his parents and plundered their bloodline?

"This clan, since ancient times, has been greedy for the bloodlines of various families, once capturing many people on the continent on a large scale. I estimate that these people will eventually find you. Since you were able to open the Ancestral Dragon Ring, your bloodline concentration is much higher than your parents'."

"Find me?" At these words, Yang Tian's small face instantly tensed, and a murderous intent surged forth. The Bloodthirsty Demon Palace was certainly connected to demons.

"Then where are my parents?"

"I don't know. From his memories, it seems that someone paid a price back then to make the Li family stay out of it. The power of these demons shouldn't be too great, otherwise they wouldn't have sought help from outsiders." Yang Xiao shook his head slightly.

"Price!" At these words, Yang Tian's face slowly twisted, a cold gleam flashing in his eyes. The ancient Li family had long known that someone was plotting against the Yang family, and they had even accepted a reward!

After a moment of silence, Yang Tian's expression gradually calmed. He raised his head and murmured in his heart: "Big brother must be in danger. If he's being targeted by the demons, he definitely can't escape. I need to find big brother."

Inside the cave, Yang Xiao's closed eyes opened. He looked at the fat man beside him, but before he could speak, the fat man immediately leaped over.

"Buddy, I still don't know your name?"

"My name is Meng Tian. And you?" Yang Tian smiled slightly. Although he had a good impression of the fat man, revealing his identity might cause unforeseen trouble.

"Meng Tian, a good name. By the way, I'm Tan Zuying." Scratching his head, Tan Zuying grinned.

"Tan Zuying..." Nodding, Yang Tian smiled. "You're not from the Eastern Continent, are you?"

"No, I came to the Eastern Continent to attend the Alchemy Convention hosted by the Alchemy Valley. I didn't expect to get entangled with those bastards..." Tan Zuying looked nonchalant, as if digging up someone's ancestral grave was no big deal, and being chased was just part of the game.

"Alchemy Convention!" At these words, Yang Tian's eyes lit up, a surge of eagerness rising within him. The Alchemy Valley was the most ancient power in the Eastern Continent, usually reclusive, but unexpectedly they were organizing an Alchemy Convention.

"The Alchemy Convention is held every thirty years, with an age limit of under twenty. It starts in about five months." Seeing Yang Tian's puzzled look, Tan Zuying smiled.

"Oh..." Nodding, Yang Tian then cupped his hands and said with a faint smile, "Brother Tan, I have matters to attend to, so I must take my leave. Until we meet again."

"Alright, fate willing, we'll meet again." Seeing Yang Tian take his leave, Tan Zuying nodded, waving the folding fan in his hand with an air of refinement as he watched Yang Tian depart.

Just as Yang Tian's figure disappeared, Tan Zuying hastily pulled out three copper coins. They were purple-gold, extremely ornate, inscribed with strange characters, and exuded a very ancient aura.

"Falling Treasure Coins, oh Falling Treasure Coins, your old man risked his life to rescue you from a tomb so you could show off in the cultivation world. You can't slack off..."

Tan Zuying muttered as he formed hand seals. Strands of strange light cascaded down, and the three purple-gold copper coins immediately shone, projecting an image in the void.

Seeing this, Tan Zuying rubbed his hands together and took out a strand of hair from his palm, which he had just obtained from Yang Tian.

Tan Zuying looked at the strand of hair in his hand, grinned, and directly tossed it onto the mirror surface.

The calm mirror image suddenly began to tremble. Tan Zuying's fat face twitched with joy as he formed a series of strange hand seals.

As the energy fluctuations grew stronger, a very blurry script emerged from within the mirror image. Seeing this, Tan Zuying frowned, but before he could make another move,

"Bang..." Suddenly, a mighty force descended from the void, shattering the mirror image. A wave of backlash surged forth, and Tan Zuying's body stiffened as he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"What's going on? What's preventing my investigation?" Tan Zuying quickly wiped the blood from his mouth, still lively as a rabbit. Then, as if remembering something,

Under Tan Zuying's stunned gaze, cracks appeared on the three purple-gold copper coins, and the power contained within them dropped by a level.

"Damn, I'm out big time...!!"

An agonized howl echoed through the void, scaring away the birds and beasts nearby, shaking the cave and sending stone chips falling.

In the distance, a rapidly moving figure was jolted by the powerful howl, his eardrums aching, and he stumbled, nearly falling.

"Who is that?" Scratching his head, Yang Tian looked back with a puzzled expression. The voice was very familiar, but he couldn't recall where he had heard it.