Picking Up Supreme Treasures in the Dream Realm

This raven's cry carried a clear sense of urgency.

Yang Fan was taken aback for a moment: "Black No.33, what is it?"

Among the many Spirit Crows,

Black No.33 was a particularly special one. Its Spiritual Power had undergone a wondrous transformation,

and the shared vision distance with the Spirit Concealment Superpower was more than twice that of other Spirit Crows.

"Caw!"

Black No.33 called again, the sense of urgency even more apparent.

Yang Fan was startled: "You can sense the ball in my hand?"

"Caw!"

Black No.33 confirmed.

Yang Fan was even more surprised: "How did you sense it?"

Black No.33 could not answer.

Yang Fan lowered his head to look at the small ball, suddenly realizing: "I understand now!"

Previously, the Soul Stealing Wisp had provided information that Black No.33 had tremendous potential and would likely ignite a flame called "Netherflame" in the future.

Clearly.

A certain quality deep within Black No.33's soul had, through the Mind Link, miraculously sensed the presence of the Fire Spirit Relic.

It instinctively felt that this thing would be tremendously beneficial to itself.

Yang Fan suddenly had an epiphany: "The Fire Spirit Relic is related to 'fire,' and the Netherflame should also be related to 'fire,' so there must be a connection between them."

His heart began to race: "If Black No.33 swallows this small ball, could it trigger the dormant abilities within its soul?"

If it can, then it would be a huge gain!

Even if it can only trigger a small part of the power, it would still be a great boon.

Yang Fan decisively said, "You stay where you are, don't move, I'll come to find you!"

"Caw!"

Black No.33 led another group of Spirit Crows, mainly operating in the forests on the western side of Linjiang City.

The number of Poisonous Mosquitoes in Linjiang City was less than in other cities, and the credit belonged to them.

Yang Fan gave up even trying to fish for patterned crayfish and directly returned on the back of the Falcon.

*

More than half an hour later.

In a picturesque mountain hollow.

Yang Fan finally saw Black No.33.

After not seeing it for a while, he noticed that this Spirit Crow had changed again.

The eyes of other Spirit Crows looked like black beans.

But Black No.33's eyes faintly had a hint of red in them.

A thought flashed through Yang Fan's mind: "Is this a slight activation of its soul trait?"

"Caw!"

Black No.33's cry was full of affection.

It jumped onto its master's shoulder and gently rubbed his hair with its beak.

Yang Fan smiled slightly and handed over the Fire Spirit Relic: "It's yours!"

Black No.33 impatiently swallowed it whole and then flapped its wings to take flight.

Subsequently.

A mutation occurred.

Black No.33 opened its mouth and spewed out a spark, and the entire bird was engulfed in flames in an instant.

In a single moment, all its feathers were burnt clean.

Not only that.

A fragrant aroma of roast meat wafted from its body.

Yang Fan, caught off guard, could only watch helplessly as it turned into a roast chicken.

"Caw!"

Black No.33 cried out again, filled with pain.

Yang Fan's face changed, exclaiming inwardly "Oh no."

He now fully understood that Black No.33's power was insufficient to withstand the Fire Spirit Relic.

If nothing was done, this Spirit Crow with immense potential would undoubtedly become an actual roast chicken.

What to do?

Yang Fan's mind raced frantically.

A second later.

He gritted his teeth: "Desperate times call for desperate measures to save the bird."

Yang Fan decisively activated the Ice Superpower, directing it at the fragrant Black No.33.

A burst of Cold Qi was emitted.

The flames covering Black No.33, restrained by the Cold Qi Superpower, instantly diminished.

This indicated effectiveness.

But it wasn't enough.

Because the source of the flames came from within Black No.33 itself.

Yang Fan grasped the Soul Stealing Wisp and resolutely intoned: "Grant this bird an increase of 1 Spirit Value and 1 physical Value."

Strengthening itself was the way to endure the mutation.

"Buzz~"

The wisp trembled lightly.

An invisible force projected out.

Immediately, visible changes occurred in Black No.33's body.

The dead skin on its body peeled away, burned to ashes by the flames, and new skin rapidly grew out.

Its caw now carried more strength, and the pain it felt was significantly reduced.

Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems to be okay now."

He watched Black No.33 unblinkingly, ready to add more if necessary.

After tens of seconds.

Yang Fan was completely reassured.

Because Black No.33's body rapidly grew dark red feathers.

Without a doubt.

This Spirit Crow had finally pulled through.

Another minute passed by.

The flames on Black No.33's body finally extinguished.

A crow, entirely dark red, appeared before him.

Not only were its feathers red, but even its beak and claws had a hint of dark red.

It looked at a glance.

Truly like a blazing fire.

"Caw!"

Black No.33 cried out loudly.

Flames faintly rose like ripples from its surroundings.

Yang Fan broke into an immensely joyous smile.

He knew, of course, that the current Black No.33 was no longer just a Spirit Crow with Superpower Potential.

But a genuine mutated creature.

The next second.

The sound Black No.33 made caught him slightly by surprise.

"Me, Black Three-Thirty-Three!"

Yang Fan was initially puzzled, then realized: "You can talk now?"

Black No.33 nodded.

It immediately said again: "Black Three-Thirty-Three...th-thanks...master's help."

Its fiery-looking eyes expressed deep trust.

Yang Fan waved his hand, smiling: "Practice your Great Xia Language properly first."

Black No.33 nodded once more.

Yang Fan curiously asked: "What abilities do you have now?"

Black No.33 demonstrated directly with actions.

It flapped its wings, and its entire body of feathers instantly lit up.

A dark red flame surged from its body and struck a stone ahead at high speed.

In utter silence.

A fist-sized hole appeared on the surface of the rock.

The scorched stone vanished without a trace.

The surface of the hole bore strange flame-like patterns.

"Caw!"

Black No.33 proudly called out.

The Soul Stealing Wisp timely transmitted a stream of information, indicating the name of the Superpower—Li Fire.

Yang Fan was momentarily stunned, then laughed: "Today's really a big gain."

Given his insight, he naturally recognized Li Fire as a rather formidable Superpower.

Compared to the Ice Superpower he took from Yan Qingqing, this flame was far superior.

In summary.

From today onwards, he had gained a powerful subordinate under his command.

And it was also a subordinate with immense potential.

*

That night.

Yang Fan had another dream.

It was a rather long, also a rather fantastical dream.

In the Dream Realm, he witnessed the lifetime of a woman he had never met before.

Set against the backdrop of the Canglan Star descending upon the Primordial World, it was also a life of great magnitude.

It was his first time experiencing such an extraordinary Dream Realm.

Yang Fan couldn't sleep.

He got out of bed, went to the living room, leaned against the sofa, and reached out to switch on a lamp.

The soft orange light spilled out, reflecting a vague human silhouette on the sliding glass doors of the balcony.

Yang Fan glanced at the silhouette, momentarily struck as if he saw an elegant figure clothed in White Purity.

"Xiaoye Liangzi?"

He sat there, lost in thought for a long while, murmuring softly.

The woman from the Dream Realm went by this name.

It was a typical name from the Ying Sang Kingdom.

In that incredibly fantastical Dream Realm, this woman had a moniker known across the Canglan Star—the Immortal Woman.

And in the Immortal Woman's possession was a powerful Curiosity.