I Can Give Talent

Chapter 527 – Kidnap

"OI BRAT! COME OUT NOW!" The Soul Formation Realm leader shouted again. This time, he infused even more soul power into his voice."Hmph. They must have significant internal injuries now," the leader said with a sneer. "If I did not find this airship quite nice, I would have destroyed it right away."

"Boss, don't be reckless," a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator beside him reminded. "The others can die, but the Young Master wants the panda alchemist alive."

"Tch, I know what I'm doing," the leader retorted. "She is in the Core Formation Realm. She won't die just from the airship being crushed."

Inside the airship, everyone was quite shocked to hear that the real target was actually Anda. None of them had expected to face a kidnapping attempt in a place like this.

Anda narrowed her eyes sharply when she heard those words. She had always known that her alchemy talent would one day attract people who wanted to target her, but she had not expected it to happen so soon. Her reputation and achievements should not be high enough yet for anyone to make a move against her.

He mentioned a "Young Master." Could it be that they were sent by that cockroach-like villain? No, that could not be right. Medicine Valley did not have this kind of strength. They only had one Soul Formation Realm old ancestor, and this man was clearly not that old. Then who could it be?

No matter who was behind this, Anda was determined to get to the bottom of it and root out the entire problem as soon as possible.

Outside, the Soul Formation Realm leader turned his attention back to the airship.

"OI, BRAT! IT HAS BEEN TEN SECONDS AND YOU STILL HAVEN'T COME OUT. YOU THINK I DON'T MEAN MY WORDS? DON'T SAY I DIDN'T WARN YOU!" He roared once more.

In the next moment, he raised his right hand, palm facing downward. With that motion, layers of fiery Qi began to gather around the airship, thickening rapidly as the crimson hue deepened into something darker and more oppressive. The heat intensified as the energy compressed, wrapping around the vessel like a tightening cage.

Weird. Why is there no reaction at all? They didn't even try to escape or put up a barrier. Are they so weak that they passed out from that bit of soul power?

A cold smirk formed on his face.

Hmph. I'll crush the airship and drag her out myself.

He clenched his hand, commanding the gathered Qi to collapse inward and crush the airship completely. With the power of a Soul Formation Realm cultivator, even a well-crafted airship should not have been able to withstand such force.

Yet the scene he expected never came.

The Qi tightened, compressed, and surged… but the airship remained perfectly still, completely unaffected.

"What?" His brows furrowed. "How is this possible?"

Not a single dent appeared. Not even the slightest tremor.

What unsettled him the most was that the airship had not deployed any visible barrier to resist his attack. It simply endured, as if his power amounted to nothing.

That should have been impossible.

Unless… the entire structure was made of tier-5 materials.

But that made no sense. Even a single tier-5 spirit artifact cost a staggering fortune. An entire large airship built from such materials? There was no way a newly risen Core Formation level family could possess that kind of wealth.

No matter how much he wanted to deny it, the truth was right in front of him. The airship had endured his power without even activating a barrier formation.

"Hmph… I see now," the Soul Formation Realm leader said, narrowing his eyes as understanding slowly dawned on him. "This must be built from tier-5 materials you obtained from the Mystic Realm. What a lucky bunch, getting your hands on so many materials. No wonder you brats didn't react at all, hiding inside that shell."

A trace of greed flickered across his face as his gaze lingered on the airship.

"Fine. Let me test it properly."

As his words fell, his body began to glow. At first, it was a faint radiance, but it quickly intensified. A thick layer of luminous energy condensed around him, clinging tightly to his form and replicating every detail of his body, from his expression to his attire. The glowing layer then expanded outward, growing larger and larger until a towering figure stood in his place, ten times his original size.

This was the Soul Formation Body, a far more powerful manifestation than the Nascent Soul Body.

"Let's see how long you can keep hiding," he said, his voice now carrying a heavier presence.

He raised his arm again, palm facing downward, and the massive Soul Formation Body mirrored the motion perfectly. This time, the Qi did not surge recklessly. Instead, it gathered steadily, layer upon layer, becoming denser and heavier as it enveloped the airship. The fiery energy darkened in color, its intensity rising far beyond what he had used before, easily more than ten times stronger.

"If that wasn't enough… what about this?" he muttered as his fingers slowly curled.

The surrounding Qi responded immediately, compressing inward as though an invisible force was crushing everything at its center.

"Crush."

He did not stop at a single burst of force. Instead, he continued tightening his grip, pushing more and more power into the attack, determined to see the airship break under the pressure.

The cultivators behind him watched in silence, their expressions tense. Even they could feel how overwhelming the force had become. Under such power, any ordinary airship would have been destroyed instantly.

Yet the airship remained unchanged.

It did not shake. It did not crack. It did not even react.

It simply floated there, calm and unmoving, as if everything around it held no meaning.

The Soul Formation Realm leader's expression gradually stiffened as he realized something was wrong. He tightened his grip further, forcing the Qi to compress even more, but no matter how much power he poured into it, the result stayed the same.

Nothing happened.

For a brief moment, silence hung in the air as the realization settled in.

Then suddenly, he threw his head back and burst into laughter.

"Byahahaha! Byahahaha!"

"Wonderful!" the Soul Formation Realm leader exclaimed, his eyes gleaming with greed as he stared at the untouched airship.

"To withstand my full crushing power… an airship this tough will belong to me. Once I install a powerful barrier formation, it will become even stronger. With this, I can cross the treacherous seas with ease, reach those remote islands filled with rare ingredients, and claim them all for myself. Those arrogant alchemists will have no choice but to bow and beg if they want access. Byahahaha!"

His laughter echoed across the canyon, thick with ambition.

"But boss… what about that panda alchemist?" one of the Nascent Soul Realm cultivators asked cautiously. "What if she refuses to come out? The Young Master wants her alive."

The leader waved his hand dismissively, a confident smile forming on his face. "Don't worry. Just because we can't break it by force doesn't mean we can't open it. We'll bring this airship to our engineers and have them crack it open. Once the door is open, we'll drag her out."

He paused briefly, glancing around as if already planning their escape route.

"The only problem is moving it without drawing attention. We'll travel at night and take less common routes. During the day, we'll set up concealing formations and hide."

It would be troublesome, but the reward in front of him made everything worthwhile.

The fifteen Nascent Soul Realm cultivators nodded in agreement, clearly convinced by his plan.

Then, without warning, a voice cut through the air.

"Are you done with your scheming? Now it's time for all of you to perish."

Anda's voice echoed around them, transmitted clearly through the airship.

The leader's grin widened instead of fading.

"Byahahaha! So you finally respond? And you dare threaten us?" he mocked. "Listen well. From today onward, you will serve our Young Master for the rest of your life. Day and night, refining pills and creating formulas for him. This is your good fortune…"

He had not even finished speaking when something changed.

The airship, which had been firmly trapped within the grasp of his Soul Formation Body, suddenly vanished.

Just like that. Gone.

His massive hand closed on empty air.

"What? Where did it go?" The leader's expression twisted as he immediately spread his spiritual sense in all directions.

"There!" His eyes snapped to the distance. "How did it move ten kilometers away instantly?"

Before he could react further, the airship vanished again.

A heartbeat later, the world split.

BANG!

A streak of light tore across the sky in a straight line, swift and absolute. There was no build up, no warning, only a single flash that carved through everything in its path. The air rippled violently, space itself seeming to shudder as the force passed through.

The towering Soul Formation Body did not even have time to react. It shattered on contact, its massive form dispersing into fragments of light before fading completely, as though it had never existed.

Nearby, the cultivators caught in that path were erased just as easily. No resistance, no struggle, only silence left behind.

Far from the scene, nearly fifty kilometers away, the Leyan Family's airship could be seen cruising steadily through the sky, as if nothing had happened at all. Its movement was smooth and unhurried, continuing its journey toward the Holy Cat City without the slightest pause.