N-A-A Chapter 13 Departure, Nottingham City
Chapter 13 Departure, Nottingham City
The sound of birdsong drifted gently from the mountain stream. On this crisp morning, especially after the rain, Xiao Yan pushed open the door, stretched, and took a deep, enjoyable breath of the fresh air.
Inside the room, the Agumon was snoring loudly, completely out of place with the rather picturesque scene. Yesterday, on the way back to the village from the Soul Hunter Forest, Xiao Yan was troubled by the fact that such a creature was indeed quite eye-catching. Moreover, although Agumon wasn't ugly, it was still rather unique.
Fortunately, after only a few steps, the other party, due to fatigue, shrank back into the Rolling Beast under A Yong's surprised gaze and nestled on his head. Before Xiao Yan could explain, A Yong immediately understood: "So this change in size is all thanks to the first soul skill. Little brother Xiao Yan, needless to say, I understand these things."
But Xiao Yan actually knew that Digimon's early evolutionary forms were completely autonomous, only limited by the Douluo Continent. Moreover, this guy was too exhausted from maintaining Agumon's form and was also hungry.
"Let this little guy get a good night's sleep today; continuous exercise can affect a child's development."
Xiao Yan then gently closed the door. He had left some good food in the kitchen so that the Rolling Beast wouldn't be too worried if it woke up hungry and couldn't find him. He slung his basket over his shoulder and began his cultivation for the day.
For the next two months, neither the man nor the beast neglected their cultivation. Xiao Yan even reached the level of level 13 soul power. He opened his eyes and sat steadily in the middle of the pool, letting the mountain stream wash over him. Since obtaining his first soul ring, his physique had become much stronger. This obvious growth was something he was happy to see.
At first, he was worried that as Agumon's external martial soul, obtaining a soul ring would bring him minimal improvement, but now he can withstand the rushing stream of this waterfall.
"It's still too slow. I'm actually a little envious of Sanzi's Xuan Tian Gong."
Xiao Yan remembered that the other party broke through to level 13 of soul power after obtaining the first soul ring, but now he was barely managing to do so even after a hard day of cultivation.
However, the Mysterious Heaven Skill is not a particularly mysterious technique, and there are always ways to make up for it.
Two months had passed, and Notting Junior Soul Master Academy was about to open. Xiao Yan planned to set off soon.
"Xiao Yan, you're here again, just as I thought."
The visitor was naturally Grandpa George, but if you know Xiao Yan's cultivation timeline, you can almost always find him at the waterfall at this time.
"Grandpa George, is there anything I can help you with?"
Xiao Yan easily stood up from the stream, leaving the rolling beast to continue bearing the water. He leaped to George's side. Although he was only six years old, he was already about the same size as the hunched old man.
"I heard from Ah Yong, the apprentice down the mountain, that you're planning to go to the Soul Master Academy in Notting City in the next few days. Why didn't you tell Grandpa about something so important?"
"I was just about to say that, and here you are," Xiao Yan said, trying to evade the question.
He actually felt that the old man was getting on in years, and he just wanted to let him know before he left, so there was no need for him to go through the trouble of traveling.
"Bang!" Grandpa George slammed his cane down on Xiao Yan's head without any hesitation.
"Ouch, that hurts."
Xiao Yan covered his head, pretending to be in pain, but in reality, this blow was insignificant to him, who was already a Soul Master.
"Nottingham is such a big city, do you really think you can sneak in alone? What if you get bullied? When are you planning to go?"
"tomorrow."
"Then you should go back and pack your bags." George said, but Xiao Yan shrugged indifferently and stood there.
"My house is empty anyway, there's not much to tidy up, Grandpa George."
Xiao Yan was telling the truth. His home was bare, and he could carry all the luggage he needed with one hand.
"Grandpa, do you need anything to pack your luggage?"
"Alright, Grandpa George, just please prepare more food. My martial spirit gets hungry easily." The old man wasn't discussing it with Xiao Yan, but had already made a decision, so Xiao Yan didn't stand on ceremony with him.
"I knew Master Su Yuntao could make a mistake. Look at our Xiao Yan, he's already a Soul Master. Wang San, who was taken to the Spirit Hall by him, probably hasn't even gotten his first Soul Ring yet. His grandfather is always showing off to me. When we get to Notting City, Grandpa will put in a good word for you with Master Su Yuntao."
"No need, Grandpa. There's nothing wrong with going to junior college, and it'll be more fun."
You agree, right, Sanzi?
Xiao Yan turned back and walked up the mountain, while old George, leaning on his cane, slowly descended the mountain.
Pushing open the old wooden door, I realized that although I didn't have much attachment to this place, I had indeed lived here for several years.
"Xiao Yan, are you going to Notting City to visit your aunt and uncle?"
When the Rolling Ball Beast first arrived at the Xiao family, it was curious that Xiao Yan, like it, had no parents. But Xiao Yan explained that his parents had gone to Notting City.
"Of course not. It's been so many years, and I haven't seen anyone come back. They abandoned me long ago. Even if you put them in front of me now, I might not recognize them."
He had long forgotten what his parents looked like; in his memory, they both seemed to be ordinary people with little to no soul power fluctuations.
Xiao Yan smiled at the rolling beast. He had long since let go of these feelings. Compared to the typical transmigrator who is destined to be an orphan, at least he had parents.
Gently wipe away the dust from the altar in the main hall with the rag in your hand, then hand the rag to the rolling beast beside you. The rolling beast takes the rag with its ear, wrings it out and soaks it in the bucket.
He and the Rolling Ball Beast were cleaning up together, bidding a final farewell to the place. From now on, the sea will be wide enough for fish to leap and the sky high enough for birds to fly.
His stage, Xiao Yan's stage, will only grow bigger and bigger.
The next day, the man and the beast arrived at Old George's house. Xiao Yan got up very early and hurried down the mountain, not wanting the old man to have to walk the mountain path again.
I thought I had gotten up early enough, but the old man was already waiting here. Old George's door was open. He had changed into a brand new outfit for today's outing, and the few white strands on his head were combed up, which was unusual for him. He looked very energetic.
"Good morning, Grandpa George."
Xiao Yan was in a very good mood today, and greeted the old man warmly. The old man was surrounded by bags and packages, so many of them that Xiao Yan was astonished.
"Grandpa, aren't we preparing a bit too much stuff?"
"It's alright. The food, drinks, and bedding are all things you can use. I prepared these for you a while ago. I know you don't want to buy new ones, but when we get to Nottingham, we can't let people look down on us."
"But the two of us can't carry that much."
"It's alright, I'm here for you."
The apprentice, Ah Yong, walked in, carrying a small wooden box in his hands.
"You're up really early, Xiao Yan. I knocked on your door for ages and there was no response. I thought you'd already set off."
"Brother Yong, Grandpa George said he'd come with me. Why, is the blacksmith shop not busy today?"
"I'm taking a break today. You don't know, but the things in that blueprint you gave my master, he only just managed to collect the necessary materials a while ago. He worked all night yesterday, look."
As he spoke, A Yong handed the wooden box to Xiao Yan, who took it with both hands and put it into his pocket.
"What's the use of all this stuff? It's just an empty shell with no other mechanical structure to drive it."
"It's not possible now, but who knows what will happen in the future."
Xiao Yan commissioned Uncle Norton to forge the soul tool he had previously conceived of. The reward, of course, was the several bags of soul beast scale materials that he and A Yong had carried back. Of course, the blacksmith uncle wasn't all-powerful; he only sculpted the shape for him using rare metals. As for the crucial driving array and the carving knife, Xiao Yan would have to figure that out later.
"It's getting late, let's go."