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When Shui Wuya crossed into the world of Battle Through the Heavens, he felt an unusual sense of void and loss.
He realized that his physical body had disappeared, leaving only his soul floating in an unfamiliar void.
All around him was a strange and mysterious scene, filled with unknown dangers.
"Where... where am I?" Shui Wuya muttered to himself.
In his helplessness and confusion, Shui Wuya suddenly sensed a faint energy fluctuation guiding him forward.
Following this pull, he arrived at a hidden spatial rift and discovered an ancient ring.
The surface of the ring shimmered with a faint light, emanating a peculiar spatial ripple.
Taking a deep breath, Shui Wuya infused his remaining soul power into the ring.
Immediately, he felt a powerful force envelop him, drawing him into the ring's internal space.
Once inside, Shui Wuya's consciousness fell into a deep slumber.
His soul drifted within this secret space, passing through countless moments of time.
After what seemed like an eternity, Shui Wuya was suddenly awakened by the sound of an argument.
"Kid, don't just blame me—there's another person here who's also been absorbing your Dou Qi," an old man's voice said, sounding rather impatient.
Shui Wuya opened his eyes to find himself in a cramped space, face-to-face with a young, inexperienced boy.
That boy was none other than Xiao Yan.
Seeing Yao Lao and Xiao Yan in front of him, Shui Wuya instantly understood his situation.
He realized he was now trapped within this ring, sharing its space with Yao Lao during his long slumber.
"Damn, system! You've screwed me over!"
"How could I have crossed over without even being given a physical body?"
"This is way too unfair…"
"It seems my current situation isn't looking too good," Shui Wuya sighed.
He knew that in his current state, it would be difficult to gather enough power to reform a complete divine body anytime soon.
However, perhaps due to Xiao Yan's immense fortune, being near him seemed to be accelerating the restoration of Shui Wuya's soul.
In this confined space, Shui Wuya began contemplating his predicament and the strategies he could use to recover.
He understood that if he wanted to regain his physical form, he would need to seize any opportunity to use the resources inside the ring and speed up his soul's recovery.
At this point, he completely ignored the two people in front of him.
Xiao Yan stared blankly at Shui Wuya, confused, and asked, "Who are you? And how did you end up inside my ring?" Yao Lao, too, squinted suspiciously, his eyes fixed on Shui Wuya.
Shui Wuya smiled faintly, his profound and mysterious aura becoming more apparent.
He slowly raised his head, his eyes gleaming with a deep light, and an overwhelming and ancient presence radiated from him, steady like a thousand-year-old tree.
Xiao Yan couldn't help but widen his eyes, completely awestruck by Shui Wuya's imposing aura.
"Who is this person?" A wave of shock and reverence surged in Xiao Yan's heart.
Yao Lao also sensed the powerful aura radiating from Shui Wuya, a flicker of surprise flashing in his eyes.
With his years of cultivation experience, Yao Lao immediately realized that this stranger was no ordinary person.
"Who exactly are you?" Yao Lao's tone revealed a mix of caution and seriousness.
Shui Wuya maintained his smile, but it carried a profound and unfathomable strength.
He slowly began to speak, his voice resonating like a distant bell: "I am a traveler from another time and space. By chance, I crossed into this world and have been trapped within this ring."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan's mind was in turmoil. He was filled with both curiosity and respect for this mysterious figure.
The immense power he felt from Shui Wuya made Xiao Yan feel insignificant and powerless.
"A traveler of time and space!" Xiao Yan marveled inwardly.
As he once again examined Shui Wuya, despite the fact that the latter existed only as a soul, the awe-inspiring aura he emitted spoke of an endless journey of cultivation and unfathomable strength.
A transcendent air emanated from Shui Wuya's brows, as if he could see through everything.
Sensing the doubt in both Xiao Yan and Yao Lao, Shui Wuya smiled lightly and, with a calm expression, said, "My arrival is no accident—it is the work of destiny."
As these words left his mouth, Shui Wuya's aura deepened, becoming even more mysterious, like a deep, unfathomable lake.
Xiao Yan and Yao Lao exchanged glances, unable to quell the shock and curiosity surging in their hearts.
The sheer power and unfathomable cultivation that Shui Wuya displayed made them wonder what kind of storm this mysterious traveler would stir on the Dou Qi Continent.
Xiao Yan, deeply impressed by Shui Wuya's overwhelming aura, felt a flame ignite within his heart.
He had always longed to break through his own limits, and now, after witnessing Shui Wuya's unparalleled strength, that desire burned even hotter.
"Master Traveler, I, Xiao Yan, greatly admire you. Please, accept me as your disciple!"
With an earnest expression, Xiao Yan knelt on the ground, pleading with Shui Wuya.
He knew that with guidance from such a reclusive expert, his path to cultivation would become smoother and clearer.
Shui Wuya smiled faintly, having already anticipated Xiao Yan's desire to learn from him.
"Since fate has brought us together, I will accept you as my disciple."
Shui Wuya's voice echoed like a distant bell, calm yet powerful.
Hearing this, Xiao Yan was overwhelmed with excitement, his eyes shining with determination.
For Xiao Yan, having this mysterious traveler agree to take him as a disciple was a tremendous honor and opportunity.
"Thank you, Master!" Xiao Yan expressed his gratitude repeatedly, filled with anticipation and hope for the future.
Shui Wuya nodded slightly, his expression remaining calm.
He understood that forming a bond with Xiao Yan was also part of his own destiny.
Xiao Yan remained kneeling, filled with gratitude and reverence.
He knew that this moment marked a major turning point in his journey of cultivation.
After acknowledging Shui Wuya as his master, Xiao Yan noticed a complex expression on Yao Lao's face.
Yao Lao had intended to take Xiao Yan as his disciple, but Shui Wuya had beaten him to it.
Now that Xiao Yan had become Shui Wuya's disciple, Yao Lao felt both unwilling to accept this outcome and unwilling to lose this battle for a student.
Xiao Yan then turned to Yao Lao, his eyes filled with curiosity and anticipation.
"Senior, what kind of expert are you?" His voice carried a hint of respect and curiosity.
Yao Lao awkwardly scratched his head. He knew that compared to Shui Wuya, his background was somewhat lacking.
"To be honest… in my previous life, I was an eighth-tier alchemist."
Yao Lao replied somewhat reluctantly.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan's excitement slightly diminished.
After all, having just become the disciple of a reclusive expert like Shui Wuya, hearing that Yao Lao was only an eighth-tier alchemist naturally didn't spark the same level of excitement.
(End of chapter)