BTTH : Wandering Soul

The black and white flame that entered Xiao Yan's body started to violently dash around. His face contracting with pain. But soon after the soul power from that mysterious figure started to guide the the whisp of black and white flame to qi paths. Surprisingly under its guidance the flame obediently followed the qi paths of Xiao Yan's body.

The qi paths which were previously swelled and twisted due to the outbreak from the flame started to heal. Its effect was visible on his physical body as wounds started to heal as well. The frozen part of his body gradually recovered as well. Gentle heat constantly healing it.

Soon after the soul power of that mysterious figure was absorbed in Xiao Yan's soul. Though it was just fragmented part, it helped him increase his soul power to almost twice the previous state. Even when there was nothing to guide the flame, it still followed the qi paths in Xiao Yan's body.

It happily travelled his body like a child which has found a new place to explore. It travelled to every part, and healing every internal injury. The residual medicines left by the past countless times where also refined and resolved by this flame. When there was nothing else to do, it went towards the dou qi vertex.

Observing the newfound mysterious space, it quicky entered it. Following the flames arrival, it completely occupied the almost empty place. Xiao Yan's dou qi was almost depleted due to previous struggles. The flame soon absorbed the remaining dou qi and then emitted a black and white colored mist-like dou qi. After initial process, it kept creating the black and white dou qi. And soon the vertex was full with the dense black and white mist.

The flame left the vertex alone and exited Xiao Yan's body. Xiao yan was unaware of all these. He was in half conscious state all this time.

The heavenly flame manifested itself above Xiao Yan's body. It wasn't fully intelligent yet. But some spiritual intellect had appeared in the flame spirit after countless years. Soon the energy from underground the volcanic platform started to move and converge toward the flame above Xiao Yan's head. It entered the flame and after constant refinement finally entered Xiao Yan's body. In the dou qi vertex, the entered energy was devoured by the seed flame and it kept producing black and white dou qi.

It wasn't just residual energy from the heavenly flame, but also from the mysterious expert. Xiao Yan didn't know it but the mysterious expert had also given some of his preserved cultivation along with the heavenly flame to him.

After a while Xiao Yan's aura kept increasing, when it hit peak and sudden bang was heard. He had finally broken through to Dou shi 1st stage. But the process didn't stop, the flame seed now kept producing the black and white liquid drops. Soon the pond started to expand. Initial seven drops increased to twenty. And finally the process stopped.

But outside of his body had undergone a drastic change, his old skin detached itself from its body and fell like snake skin. And at its place a new skin was formed. His previous injured body, which had undergone countless tampering, was now like glistening white. But it's physical strength had been increased, contrast to its beautiful glow.

Xiao Yan was in this state for days. And finally he opened his eyes. His eyes were filles with new profound calmness. As soon as he awoke the heavenly flame danced around his body and manifested itself before Xiao Yan's face. Xiao Yan was astonished to see the flame, which was willingly travelling his body. As far as he knew, no heavenly flame other than purifying demonic lotus flame and nihility devouring flame could have spiritual intelligence.

But he remembered that a Nine Mysterious Golden Lightning, which has strength og seven star dou sheng nearly failed while forming a spirit. Only after Xiao Yan took most of his energy could it succeed. So maybe after all these years the yin-yang twin flame had formed a spirit. But if that was true it should have given stronger resistance when he was trying to refine it. He couldn't understand what was going on at all.

More important thing was that the flame hadn't taken any form. It was still just a wisp of black and white flame acting on its own. But as he felt that this little flame was curiously watching him, he extended his arm and touched it gently with a finger. It immediately responded and wrapped itself around his fingers, intertwining black and white whisps of flame around his finger.

Just as Xiao Yan's thoughts lingered on the flame taking shape, it flickered for a moment before coalescing into something entirely unexpected—a tiny kitten. Half of its fur was as white as the purest snow, the other half as black as the void itself. Flames of black and white danced along its fur, licking the air with a life of their own.

The kitten tilted its head, its mismatched fiery eyes staring at Xiao Yan with an almost human-like curiosity. A soft 'meow' escaped its mouth, as harmless as a breeze, yet Xiao Yan could feel a terrifying energy coiled within its small frame—like a sleeping storm waiting to awaken.

Xiao Yan's eyes lit up with surprise and joy as he reached out to the strange little cat. Its fur, split perfectly into black and white flames, glowed softly like flowing silk but felt surprisingly solid under his touch. The cat let out a gentle, soothing meow that seemed to calm the air around him.

As Xiao Yan straightened, taking in his surroundings, the cat moved with a nimbleness that defied its form. With a graceful leap, it landed on his shoulder, its flaming paws leaving no trace of harm. There it perched, its tiny body a serene contrast to its fiery appearance, as though it had found its rightful throne. Xiao Yan froze for a moment, then smiled faintly—this strange little being, for all its mystery, felt oddly comforting.