[Fantasy] The Great Sage's Joyful Heaven (Complete) - 3

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Chapter 18, Heroine, Spare My Life
: 10-21 10:16:32 Word Count: 2051

In their happy and blissful days, every night, Yan Nange and Xiangxiang would take a bath together by the newly dug reservoir.
Xiangxiang's three-foot frame had grown to over five feet in half a year—equivalent to Yan Nange's previous height of over 1.7 meters! Now she was an absolutely stunning beauty, capable of causing the downfall of a nation!
Yan Nange's figure also grew rapidly in half a year, reaching nearly six feet in height.
He had a muscular and well-proportioned physique. Tall and elegant, with red lips and white teeth, sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and skin as white as snow, he was a refined and elegant gentleman.
At this time, Yan Nange and Xiangxiang looked incredibly well-matched. It was as if heaven created him to be a pair with her, so she wouldn't be lonely.
Yan Nange loved Xiangxiang deeply, but whenever he gazed upon her stunning beauty, he felt a dreamlike, unreal sensation.
A persistent unease, a sense of foreboding, lingered in his heart: he feared she might suddenly awaken and leave him, vanishing without a trace, never to be seen again!
Xiangxiang was otherworldly, like a fairy. He, on the other hand, was merely a mortal, needing to eat, drink, and relieve himself—no wonder Yan Nange harbored such anxieties!
One day, Yan Nange returned from gathering food, only to find his woven golden straw mat empty. His heart sank, and his face turned deathly pale!
Suddenly, everything went black; a pair of delicate, soft hands, carrying a fragrant breeze, covered his eyes. He was overjoyed; it was Xiangxiang, the adorable little one, playing a joke on him. She had truly frightened him!
"Hehe, you big lecher, guess who I am?" A sweet, childlike voice, tinged with laughter, came from behind him. Then, his eyes were blindfolded with a strip of cloth, tied in a knot behind his head.
Yan Nange was delighted, remembering the martial arts stories he had told her. This little girl must want to play a role-playing game. So, he pretended to be frightened and said, "Heroine, spare me! Heroine, spare me... This lecherous thief can't guess who you are! I'm willing to accept punishment and let you do as you please!"
Xiangxiang giggled and shouted, "Today, this heroine will act on behalf of Heaven and seek justice for all the women you have violated!" After saying that, she put aside the wildflowers he had picked for her. She shouted again, "You lecherous thief, take off your clothes! If even a single thread is left on your body, this heroine will let you taste the horrors of a storm!"
"A storm? But heroine, what is a storm?" Yan Nange had never heard of this before, and guessed it was another trick created by the little witch.
"How dare you ask this heroine a question! This heroine will now let you taste the terrifying flavor of a raging storm!" Xiangxiang shouted dramatically, her small hands quickly stripping him naked!
"Gale!" she exclaimed, clearly blowing air.
"Storm!" Xiangxiang cried out.
Xiangxiang giggled triumphantly, but Yan Nange could hear the passion in her laughter...
After a long while, Xiangxiang nestled in his arms: "My love, this isn't fun at all! Every time we compete, I surrender first!... No, next time you have to surrender, otherwise I'll never let you touch me again, never play with you again!"
Yan Nange looked down and saw the beautiful girl in his arms pouting her rosy lips, looking unhappy, like a child. But no child could be as adorable as her!
"Don't be angry. Husband will definitely lose to you next time, okay? Next time, husband will punish you properly!"
Hearing his words, Xiangxiang blushed, her eyes tenderly looking at the young man embracing her. "You little rascal, always trying to take advantage of me!" Though she said this, she nestled deeper into his embrace, her arms around his waist, her cheek pressed against his broad chest, gently rubbing against him. Her eyes were filled with unwavering tenderness.
Feeling the fairy's smooth, delicate face against his chest, Yan Nange felt a surge of warmth in his heart. He closed his eyes, gently rubbing his chin against the fairy's soft, dark hair. A delicate fragrance wafted into his nose, intoxicating him, making him unable to extricate himself.
The two silently enjoyed the warmth and sweetness of their embrace, letting time slip by unnoticed. They wished this moment could last forever, so their happiness could be eternal!

Chapter Nineteen: Xiangxiang's Background
(10-21 10:16:33, 3113 words)

Watching Yan Nange wolf down his food, Xiangxiang giggled incessantly, occasionally wiping away crumbs from his cheeks with her small hands. In no time, Yan Nange had completely devoured dinner.
After washing up, the two lay back down on the straw mat. Xiangxiang nestled in his arms like a spoiled kitten.
"My love, do you want to hear Xiangxiang's story?" Xiangxiang suddenly asked softly.
A sense of unease crept into Yan Nange's heart. He asked, "Xiangxiang, what happened?"
Xiangxiang looked up at him intently, then smiled sweetly, shook her head, and said, "You're so annoying! What do you want to say now!" She then buried her head in his chest again.
Yan Nange's gaze was drawn to her sweet smile and intimate words, failing to see the deep sorrow and profound grief in her eyes as she lowered her head.
"My name is Ling Xiangxue, only one character longer than the name Ge Lang gave me." She playfully traced circles on Yan Nange's firm chest muscles with her finger, her beautiful eyes lowered, yet filled with tears. He didn't see it.
Yan Nange felt ticklish from her strokes, and he grasped her small hand in his large one. Her delicate, baby-like hand barely filled his palm, and a surge of inexplicable tenderness welled up within him. He gently stroked her soft, jade-like hand with his fingers, the exquisite touch intoxicating him.
Ling Xiangxue also loved this feeling; she loved any intimate gesture he made towards her. Before him, no man had ever been so intimate with her as this boy before her. He had given her happiness and joy she had never imagined! Thinking of this, she felt her heart being crushed by tenderness.
"In a faraway place, there is a magical land called Thousand Spirit Realm. It's beautiful there, with a beautiful Dream Lake, magnificent seascapes, adorable mythical beasts and spirit birds, beautiful flowers and trees, and my dear friends, as well as my parents and siblings who miss me day and night," Ling Xiangxue murmured. Her dreamlike narration made Yan Nange feel as if she were in that fantastical world.
Yan Nange was moved by her expression and words, and a dreamlike world also appeared in his mind. How wonderful it would be if I could live in such a world. Unfortunately, he was a slave without even freedom. Yan Nange came to his senses and knew how unattainable that world was for him.
"Xiangxiang, how did you come to be here? Are you homesick?" Yan Nange asked softly. He still liked to call her Xiangxiang; it made him feel close to her.
"Yes, Xiangxiang misses home so much! I miss my mom and dad, my brothers and sisters, and all my friends. I miss Dream Lake, the still sea, and my little dream..." As she spoke, a string of tears flowed from her beautiful eyes. Tears dripped onto his chest, cool and refreshing.
"Xiangxiang, be good, Xiangxiang, don't cry. Xiangxiang misses home, your husband will take you home someday. Okay?" Yan Nange's nose stung with tears from Xiangxiang's sobs. It was the first time he'd ever seen her cry, and he felt an overwhelming pang of heartache and reluctance. He cupped her small face in his hands, gently wiping away her tears, tenderly comforting her.
But her tears flowed even more freely, and she clung to him, sobbing uncontrollably. He thought she was crying because she missed home, but he didn't know there was another reason.
Yan Nange's coaxing tone made Xiangxiang feel increasingly sad, and she buried her face in his chest and burst into tears. He held her helplessly, unsure how to stop her crying. His heart ached terribly, but all he could do was hold her tightly and gently comfort her.
After crying, they looked at each other's red eyes and couldn't help but smile. Yan Nange was genuinely happy, and Xiangxiang seemed to be smiling happily, but a deep gloom lingered in her eyes.
"My love, let me tell you how I got here!" Xiangxiang said softly.
"Okay. My husband will listen to you." Yan Nange gently stroked her soft, fragrant hair.
"I am the daughter of the Lord of the Thousand Spirits Realm. I have an older brother named Ling Xiangguan, an older sister named Ling Xiangfei, and a younger sister named Ling Xiangkou. My mother's name is Liu Sisi. Because I was born with a unique fragrance and snow-white skin, my grandfather named me 'Ling Xiangxue' (Spirit Fragrance Snow).
I have always been sick since birth. You know, people in the Spirit Realm usually only get sick at a very old age; children are usually very healthy. My father consulted many doctors and gave me many precious medicines, but my illness still didn't improve.
By the time I was three years old, my health was extremely poor, and I was almost always in a coma, only able to survive thanks to the Ten Thousand Year Jade Marrow and my father. By the time the Golden Luo Flower bloomed, I was on the verge of death.
Just when my parents had given up hope, a mysterious old man suddenly appeared at the palace with an imperial edict. Upon seeing me, he simply smiled and gave me a pill. The old man said to my father and mother, 'This girl is born with extraordinary talents, which ordinary men may find difficult to bear. She is destined to face a calamity. Remember, when she is no longer alive, seal her in the Black Stone Mountain of the mortal world.'" "Her future opportunities will depend on her fate." With that, she drifted away.
Three days after taking the elixir, Nu regained consciousness and soon recovered, appearing even healthier than ordinary children.
Later, Nu grew up and became the most beautiful woman in the Thousand Spirits Realm. Many men pursued Nu, but if Nu got too close, they would be overwhelmed by her fragrance. Hehe... So the men stopped approaching Nu, saving me a lot of trouble.
Later, Nu suddenly fell seriously ill. Her parents sensed something was wrong. While Nu was still conscious, her father sadly told her about her childhood, telling her to seal her away in the Black Stone Mountain in this mortal realm before she could live. He told her to remember to come back to see them when she woke up. Xiangxiang finished reminiscing with a mixture of laughter and tears.
"I wonder how many years have passed, and whether the Thousand Spirits Realm has changed," Xiangxiang murmured to herself.
"Do you remember when you first fell ill?" Yan Nange asked with concern, gently wiping away her tears.
"It should have been the third year of the Divine Sect." "Xiangxiang thought for a moment and said.
"What? Five hundred years have passed. Is the Thousand Spirit Realm in this world? Is five hundred years a long time for you Spirit Realm people?" Yan Nange asked.
From the moment Xiangxiang woke up, he knew he was in a world where anything could happen. Perhaps only by learning to accept things as they are could he avoid going insane due to a mental breakdown! Xiangxiang was an extraordinary being, and the Thousand Spirit Realm must also be an existence different from this world!
"Ah? Gelang knows that other worlds exist! I'm afraid few people in this world know this... That's right, the Thousand Spirit Realm is not in this world. It is a distant world, very, very far away from here. One must open a spatial gate to reach the Thousand Spirit Realm. But spatial gates are not something ordinary people can open!" "Speaking of this, Xiangxiang felt a little melancholy.

Chapter 20 Baby's Name
: 10-21 10:16:33 Words: 2429

Yan Nange didn't know how to comfort her, so he could only gently stroke her silky, jade-like back, feeling the warmth of their skin touching.
"By the way, Xiangxiang, that woman I told you about, don't you really know her?" Yan Nange had told Xiangxiang about the beautiful woman in colorful clothes, but Xiangxiang said she didn't know her. He found this a bit strange.
Xiangxiang shook her head blankly: "I don't know her, and I've never heard of such an ancestor."
As if remembering something, a deep reluctance and sorrow appeared in Xiangxiang's eyes, hinting at a farewell. Yan Nange vaguely saw it, but dared not think deeper... He was afraid he couldn't bear the truth behind it!
"My love, if we have a baby, what do you think we should name it?" Xiangxiang regained her playful and cute expression, her eyes sparkling as she asked mischievously.
"What?" "Baby, you have a baby?" He sat up in surprise and gently pulled her into his arms.
Xiangxiang said shyly, "No, I just thought of it and asked casually!" She buried her pretty face in his chest, but he didn't see the fleeting maternal tenderness in her beautiful eyes.
The two gradually became aroused and fell onto the meadow...
The next day, Yan Nange felt much better and practiced the Joyful Skill from the *Joyful Sutra* much more easily than usual.
The Joyful Skill has nine realms: Heaven, Earth, Profound, Yellow, Universe, Cosmos, Flood, Desolate, and Escape. Each realm has nine levels.
The method of cultivating the Blissful Skill is very simple yet very difficult: practice according to the nine postures depicted in the images of each level of the skill. There are no shortcuts; you can only practice one move at a time, level by level.
The skill is simple at first, but once you reach the third level of the Heaven realm... After reaching the next level, the postures in the picture became bizarre. Let alone practicing them, even just looking at them made Yan Nange feel dizzy—were these even achievable by a human?
Unexpectedly, after a night of intense activity, the energetic Yan Nange had actually managed to successfully master the first posture of the third level. This filled him with secret joy… Having broken through the bottleneck, the following eight postures would be no challenge for him.
Yan Nange knew this was a benefit of dual cultivation with Xiangxiang: Xiangxiang's body was vastly different from ordinary people. Every time he made love with her, the "joyful energy" within his body would increase significantly. She truly was the greatest gift Heaven had given him; Yan Nange wanted to kneel down and kowtow to the heavens to express his deepest gratitude.
The "Joyful Cultivation" also has nine realms: Heaven, Earth, Harmony, Union, Sun, Moon, Intercourse, Meeting, and Fusion. Each realm also has nine levels. The methods of cultivation are not to be revealed to outsiders; they are a sweet secret hidden deep in Xiangxiang and Yan Nange's hearts.
Currently, Yan Nange and Xiangxiang have cultivated the "Joyful Cultivation" to the fourth level of the fifth realm. According to the book, such progress is unprecedented, and given time, they will surely reach the Great Perfection realm!
At that time, what will unfold before Yan Nange and Xiangxiang will be an incomparably novel and mysterious world! ... As for the true nature of that realm, only those who have attained it will know.
Yan Nange is very talented in dual cultivation, but his practice skills are truly lacking. According to the book, his progress can only be described as "useless"!
Xiangxiang often teases Yan Nange about this, saying that he only knows how to show off and act powerful with women. Indignant, he always fiercely... He displayed his skills and power until she begged for mercy.
That day, Yan Nange returned to the cave after gathering food, and Xiangxiang immediately rushed into his arms. Yan Nange also enjoyed this welcoming gesture, and the two stood at the cave entrance and did what they especially loved.
After their intimacy, Yan Nange and Xiangxiang, their faces flushed, sat on the grass mat to eat dinner. Yan Nange wolfed down his food, while Xiangxiang ate wild fruit slowly and carefully. She was there just to keep him company.
They would occasionally glance at each other, exchanging loving looks, their meal filled with tenderness and affection.
After finishing their meal and washing the dishes, Yan Nange bathed Xiangxiang, something they had done together as naturally as breathing. Naturally, they couldn't resist some intimacy!
When Xiangxiang woke up, she gave Yan Nange a light tap, scolding him for being unkind and greedy. But Yan Nange interrupted her with a passionate kiss, and she immediately forgot about the earlier argument.
Xiangxiang lay sprawled in Yan Nange's arms, her beautiful legs intertwined with his thighs, her long, black hair spread out on the white grass mat. Any man who saw Xiangxiang's beauty at this moment would likely bleed profusely.
Yan Nange, being a man himself, was already aroused by the alluring beauty in his arms.
"Yan Lang, don't be impatient, bear with it for a moment, let Xiangxiang finish. Water tastes sweetest when you're thirsty. Be good." Xiangxiang grabbed Yan Nange's hand and pressed it against her smooth, slender waist.
Xiangxiang knew it was impossible to make him stop, so she simply used her small hand to hold his large hand down, otherwise it might wander off somewhere else.
"Ugh, you're so annoying." Xiangxiang was exasperated by his advances.

Chapter 21, Deeply in Love
: 10-21 10:16:34 Word Count: 2116

"Xiangxiang, I realize you are truly a gift from heaven! After cultivating with you, not only am I happy, but my physique is also significantly better than before." Yan Nange praised sincerely, embracing the beauty in his arms.
"I also feel much better now than before. According to the ancient texts I studied, Yan Lang, we are most suitable for dual cultivation because our physiques are compatible, and we benefit from each other. Dual cultivation will be very beneficial to us. Yan Lang, do you know that it's extremely rare to find two people with mutually beneficial and exclusive physiques like ours? We are a match made in heaven." Xiangxiang said happily.
"Thank heaven for giving me such a beautiful and lovely wife, Xiangxiang. I will cherish and love her forever." Yan Nange gazed affectionately at his beautiful wife before him, making his vow.
"I thank God for letting me meet Yan Lang. I will be good to Yan Lang for the rest of my life, only to Yan Lang," Xiang Xiang said, gazing deeply into Yan Nange's eyes, making her vow of love.
"We will always remember what we said, to love each other forever, never to be apart," they said in unison, then smiled at each other and kissed.
As their feelings deepened, both of them underwent significant changes.
Yan Nange's health improved dramatically; his strength increased exponentially, and his vision and hearing improved dramatically. He even began to exude a pleasant fragrance. He grew taller and more imposing, becoming an extremely charming man.
Xiang Xiang's skin became increasingly smooth and fair, making Yan Nange want to bite it. If Xiang Xiang was beautiful and pure before, she was now alluring yet noble and holy, breathtakingly beautiful.
Their dual cultivation became increasingly harmonious, often lasting all night long, unwilling to part even for a moment.
Time flies like an arrow, and sweet moments always pass quickly. In the blink of an eye, Yan Nange and Xiangxiang have spent over a year of blissful time in this mine cave.
Yan Nange is now fourteen years old, a tall and handsome young man. Xiangxiang is several hundred years old, though she still looks younger than Yan Nange. However, her height is now about the same as his. Given Yan Nange's nearly two-meter height, Xiangxiang being the same height as him is extremely rare, and coupled with her unparalleled beauty, she would surely astound everyone wherever she goes. However, Xiangxiang only likes to stay by Yan Nange's side. In this dark, ancient cave, guarding the handsome man before her feels like the greatest happiness in the world.
After a year of dual cultivation, Xiangxiang and Yan Nange now feel a warm current flowing through their bodies whenever they are close to each other. Physical contact brings a soul-stirring, ethereal feeling, which Xiangxiang says is the manifestation of reaching the sixth level of the Joyful Delight cultivation—the Soul-Stirring Delight.
According to the book, there have only been three couples throughout history who could cultivate this dual cultivation technique to such a level in such a short time! And those two couples were extremely powerful, far beyond what Yan Nange and Ling Xiangxue (Xiangxiang) could compare to.
Unfortunately, the book didn't explicitly state who those two couples were, only saying that they were incredibly famous and extremely powerful. Yan Nange sometimes wondered if the author of this "Joyful Sutra" was just exaggerating... hype.
That day.
"Yan Lang, Xiangxiang and you are truly a match made in heaven!"
"Yan Lang, is Xiangxiang delicious?" Xiangxiang lay lazily in Yan Nange's arms, her eyes alluring as she gazed at him, her peerless beauty flushed with satisfaction. "
Little vixen, you're not thinking about it again, are you? You'll kill me sooner or later."
After bathing, the two came to the straw mat, Xiangxiang sitting in Yan Nange's lap—this was their habit, like breathing.
"Is it good?" Yan Nange watched Xiangxiang take a bite of the wild fruit, her slightly parted lips incredibly alluring.
"Mmm, it's delicious, Yanlang, you eat some too." Xiangxiang took a bite of the wild fruit, chewed it a few times, and her petal-like lips pressed against Yan Nange's, her tongue carrying the sweet and sour fruit bits into his mouth.
"Yanlang, feed Xiangxiang some." Yan Nange also skillfully took a bite, chewed it, and ate it.
After a year of sweet life together, Xiangxiang and Yan Nange's relationship had reached a height that ordinary people could hardly attain. They were inseparable, each other's essence intertwined. Their hearts were connected, and they were inseparable, their love always in a state of passionate infatuation, growing ever stronger. Even now, when eating a piece of fruit, they would eat it in the same way, finding endless sweetness and deep affection in an ordinary fruit. This is what it means to be immersed in love.

Chapter 22: Vanished Without a Trace
: 10-21 10:16:35 Word Count: 2651

One day in the fourth month of the year after Xiangxiang woke up, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared on her body: a flower pattern appeared with her navel as the stamen, and a red and blue double-petaled flower appeared on Xiangxiang's snowy belly.
"Xiangxiang, what kind of flower is this? Why are there two layers of petals of different colors?" Yan Nange carefully looked at the unknown flower, gently stroking the beautiful pattern with his fingers.
"Yan Lang, this is the sacred flower of our Thousand Spirit Realm legends. I've seen it in the ancient books. This flower is called 'Beautiful Dream.' Legend says that whoever finds one of these Beautiful Dreams can have one wish granted.
This flower only appears when a Thousand Spirit Realm woman and her beloved man have been together for a long time, and their feelings have deepened to a certain extent. This is the crystallization of our love!
" "Hearing you say that, it's as if this flower is our child!" He kissed the flower, sending shivers down her spine.
A glint of light flashed in Xiangxiang's eyes, then sadness settled, and she asked in a trembling voice, "Yanlang, what should we name our children?"
"If our baby is a girl, we'll name her Yan Lingxi; if it's a boy, we'll name him Yan Lingge. If we have two girls, we'll name them Yan Lingxi and Yan Xiling; if we have two boys, we'll name them Yan Lingge and Yan Xuege. Darling, what do you say?"
Xiangxiang looked up at him tenderly and said, "Yes. Yanlang, the names you've chosen are so beautiful. We'll name our babies after you."
"Yanlang, life is short, come and cherish your little Xiangxiang!"
"Really?" Xiangxiang
's eyes suddenly burned with passion, and she wildly pushed him down onto the straw mat. Their passion was like fire, and they entwined themselves in a frenzied embrace. They didn't sleep a wink
all night.
When Yan Nange got up to exercise in the morning, she was still fast asleep, her beautiful eyes and face streaked with tears. She had actually cried tears of joy last night!
The night of passion didn't leave Yan Nange feeling the slightest bit tired; he was used to all-night revelry. He
quickly finished his daily quota in the middle of the morning and excitedly ran back to his lodgings in the abandoned mine nearby. He knew that Xiangxiang was waiting for him to return for a passionate lovemaking session. Just thinking of her captivating expression made his heart burn and his blood boil!
But the secret cave was empty, and Yan Nange's mind went blank. A wave of dizziness washed over him, and he collapsed to the ground. After a long, long time, he regained consciousness, gave a bitter smile, closed his eyes, and the first tear of his life silently slid down, disappearing into the grass.
He knew Xiangxiang was gone. No wonder he'd been so restless and unwell lately. It seemed that was a sign of her departure... But what could he do if she wanted to leave?
Yan Nange lay there for a while, then sat up. After a moment of stunned silence, he took a hammer and chisel and sealed the entrance to the secret cave. He would never enter again, because he couldn't bear the torment of the sweet, happy past! Unless, in the moment before his death, he would come here to remember this unforgettable first love!
He worried and worried, he was afraid and afraid. In the end, he still lost her! She left, taking his first love and all his beautiful dreams of love and marriage with her. What was left? Perhaps only bitterness and loss!
Yan Nange didn't know how to deal with this relationship, whether to love her, miss her, or hate and resent her. Because he didn't know, he chose not to think about it.
Except for that one tear, Yan Nange never showed a trace of sorrow again. His smile was brighter than before, and he lived more positively than before! Life had to go on, and not only had to go on, but it had to be lived to the fullest!
Yan Nange believed that a real man should bravely face everything, able to take things on and let them go! Even if his heart was bleeding, he couldn't let tears fall on his face! ... That one tear represented the past buried deep in his heart. It was a tear of farewell.
Ling Xiangxue not only left, but also took the "Beauty's Autumn Waves" gemstone with her. She had always loved that stone; perhaps she took it as a memento!
Yan Nange felt this was for the best; that gemstone held too many sweet memories. If he had stayed with him, he probably wouldn't have been able to handle the shock.
Yan Nange was only fourteen years old, with a long life ahead of him and many life ideals to realize. Therefore, he began to seriously consider the opportunity and method to gain freedom.
Yan Nange had no choice—to escape.
In order to escape from here as soon as possible, Yan Nange began to train his body frantically, practicing the Joyful Kung Fu.
To strengthen his physique more quickly, he climbed and ran in the wilderness behind the mine, swam in the river, and did sit-ups and push-ups according to his memory. He used two stone dumbbells to train his arm strength, and even used a horizontal beam between two wooden stakes as a pull-up bar! When he was hungry, he ate large ants and ant eggs; when he was thirsty, he caught a snake and drank its blood.
He practiced his skills, but since the Joyful Kung Fu currently had no offensive techniques, he could only refine what he had in his mind. He made several straw men and used them as imaginary opponents to practice combat and hidden weapons.
He even dug a large pit, tied weights to his legs, and jumped up to practice his lightness skill. He also carried weights on his legs and body while running and climbing mountains, all for the same purpose. These were methods he remembered, and regardless of their effectiveness, he practiced them first!
Besides these, he practiced holding his breath while swimming, and in his spare time, he would walk in the wilderness with his eyes closed to train his sense of smell and hearing.

Chapter 23 Black Stone Island Wharf
: 10-21 10:16:35 Word Count: 2442

Time flies, and more than a year has passed in the blink of an eye. Yan Nange is now sixteen years old.
Yan Nange's height has only increased slightly in this year, but his body is more solid and powerful than before. However, his entire body is still composed of well-proportioned and firm muscles, not that of a burly brute! His snow-white skin hasn't been tanned at all by the sun; on the contrary, it has become even whiter, more delicate, smooth, and translucent, enough to make most fair-skinned women green with envy!
He was more refined and elegant, with a youthful innocence tinged with a sense of world-weariness. His languid, wild, yet melancholic eyes; his full, red lips that radiated a bright smile; and the gleaming white teeth that appeared with his smile—all these qualities gave him an irresistible charm. Especially captivating, making countless women's hearts flutter!
A year had passed, and he had buried Xiangxiang deep within his heart. Although the occasional thought still caused him excruciating pain, it was better than the agonizing nights of the first few months.
After a year of arduous training, Yan Nange's physique had become stronger, and he felt
his skills were quite remarkable! Many times, Yan Nange felt like a genius! Unfortunately, he lacked a master's guidance; everything was self-taught.
Otherwise, his progress would have been far greater.
But for some reason, his "Joyful Skill" remained stuck at the stage it was at when Xiangxiang left, making no further progress. Yan Nange knew he had hit another bottleneck, but he was helpless.
Without an object of joy, the "Joyful Skill" was utterly useless. Yan Nange felt that the beautiful woman in colorful clothes had deceived him—she gave him a useless, worthless book, promised him Lingxiangxue, but then secretly disappeared, saying their fate was over! ...A liar.
One night, at the Black Stone Island mining dock in Lantian City, Shengtang Kingdom, on the Jinshi Continent of the Qiankun Land.
The night was deep and dark, without stars or moon.
The flames of a few torches stuck on the wall flickered in the cold wind of the summer night. Several cargo ships were moored at the dock, fully armed guards protecting the port and the ships. Groups of slaves carried crates of black stone ore onto the cargo ships.
The ships were full, weighed anchor, and set sail.
No one saw that, a dozen miles from the dock, a figure quietly climbed from under the ship to the stern, silently boarded the ship, and hid in the cargo hold piled with miscellaneous items.
This figure was none other than Yan Nange, who had escaped from Black Stone Island.
He had helped load cargo a few times when he was a lowly laborer, and had even inquired about the exact arrival time of this cargo ship. This time, in order to escape the island, he risked his life, spending three days climbing down a cliff from the back mountain along vines to the water, and then hiding in the seaweed near the harbor for another three days, finally waiting for the cargo ship.
His hard work paid off; Yan Nange had finally escaped Black Stone Island. As long as he reached Lantian City safely, he could begin a new life!
Along the way, Yan Nange endured hunger and thirst, and finally, on the night of the second day, the cargo ship arrived at the Black Stone Island dock outside Lantian City.
After unloading the cargo, and with everyone on board disembarking to rest, Yan Nange quietly disembarked, jumped onto a rice cart, and crawled under a pile of empty rice sacks.
The horse pulling the cart was startled and neighed loudly in the quiet night.
A middle-aged coachman emerged from the canteen at Black Stone Island's dock, holding half a chicken leg. He tore at it, grumbling as he shouted at the horses. After finishing the leg, he yelled back inside, "You little rascals, back!" He then mounted his carriage, cracked his whip, and the carriage creaked and groaned slowly into the endless night. Behind him, four other carriages followed closely, driven by several young men.
The carriages moved slowly along the flat stone road, the horses snorting and kicking their hooves, creating a rhythmic echo in the quiet night. Every three or four meters along the three-zhang-high walls on either side of the wide road, a torch was planted, stretching forward and illuminating the road, its flames winding like snakes in the distance.
The dock canteen was located in the middle of the mine, adjacent to the Black Stone Mine's processing workshop. This place is not only a dock, but also a processing base for the Black Stone Mine. Both the dock and the processing base are well-known places on the main road! They are heavily guarded year-round, with the guards of Black Stone Island keeping a close watch, making them virtually impregnable.
It is four miles from the canteen to the dock gate, with four checkpoints in between. Every mile, five carriages must stop for inspection.
Perhaps it was late at night, and the guards in their soft armor were somewhat weary. They merely tapped the rice sacks on the carts with their spears and let them pass. The person hidden in the rice sack of the first cart went unnoticed as they exited the magnificent gates of the Black Stone Mine, which resembled city gates.
Perhaps everyone thought this place was an impregnable fortress, and no one suspected that a person was hiding under the rice sacks. Yan Nange thus escaped with his life—if the guards had actually poked the rice sacks with their swords, he would probably be crippled.
Once the carts left the gates, they were greeted by boundless mountains and fields. The mountain roads wound their way along the foot of the Lantian Mountains, extending to the wide north-south road.

Chapter 24: Warm Sunshine in Lantian
(10-21 10:16:36, 2399 words)

The five carts traveled for about two hours on the mountain roads before reaching the wide road. Many other carts were also moving along the road, all heading to the Black Stone Island docks to deliver rice—today was the day for delivering rice.
Hundreds of carriages converged into a long line on the wide road. The somewhat drowsy drivers perked up, greeting each other and joking. The laughter, the clatter of hooves, and the rumble of wheels carried far and wide in the quiet night, adding a touch of warmth to the cold, dark night.
The caravan stopped before the magnificent west gate of Lantian City. The gate, which had been closed for a long time, reopened after the drivers showed their passes. The weary soldiers knew these drivers all too well and let them into the city without checking them.
Soon after entering the city, the caravan dispersed in all directions, heading in different directions from Lantian City. The middle-aged driver, still dozing, drove the carriage northward. At a dark corner, a figure leaped from the carriage and jumped into a stinking ditch in the roadside grass. A soft splash, but the dozing driver didn't notice. Only the horse neighed twice in alarm before continuing on its way.
The carriage rumbled away into the distance, and a figure slowly emerged from the foul-smelling water. A pair of cold eyes gleamed in the darkness as he peered through the undergrowth like a wolf, observing his surroundings. After a long while, seeing nothing amiss, he nimbly leaped out of the ditch and dashed towards a courtyard not far ahead.
A while later, the figure emerged from the courtyard carrying a large bundle, stealthily running south.
The moon, obscured by dark clouds, peeked out, casting countless silver rays upon the southern land. The dark clouds quietly dispersed, and stars twinkled in the night sky. Under the moonlight, Lantian City was quiet and serene, like a sleeping beauty.
The figure raced through the shadows of Lantian City under the bright moonlight, finally entering the dense forest behind Wanfo Temple in the south of Lantian City.
It was the height of summer; wildflowers bloomed, and the grasses were lush and green. The air was filled with the fresh, fragrant scent of vegetation.
Yan Nange stopped on a grassy clearing in the middle of the forest, casually lay down, and let out a long, comfortable sigh. He laughed heartily, rolling around on the soft grass, his expression extremely joyful! His tattered clothes fell away, revealing his sweat-drenched, fair, and muscular body.
Under the gentle moonlight, Yan Nange's face took on a strange, enigmatic quality: a broad forehead, full lips, a straight nose, thick, dark eyebrows, and large, bright eyes. His eyes flashed with a captivating light, sometimes innocent, sometimes cold and ruthless. Upon closer inspection, one could see a hazy, eerie glow within his deep, ocean-like eyes.
"Once I settle here, I'll go and rescue you!" Yan Nange murmured to himself, a solemn vow.
Composing himself, Yan Nange turned to gaze at the azure night sky: the bright moon hung high, and the stars twinkled. He had seen nights like this, starry skies like this before, but back then he was a slave in the Black Stone Mine. Now, he was breathing the air of freedom! Never before had this vast night sky felt so beautiful! Freedom was wonderful!
After lying there for a long time, Yan Nange got up, ignoring the mud and grass on his disheveled head, picked up the bundle of clothes containing his provisions, and walked into the depths of the forest. After a while, he found a cave and lay down, still clutching the clothes. He had never had the opportunity or the mood to sleep so soundly, so he slept incredibly sweetly, his soft snores echoing gently in the cave. The moonlight outside the cave shone softly, illuminating his ruggedly handsome face, a happy smile playing on his lips!
The gentle chimes of a bell startled him from his sweet dream, and Yan Nange awoke.
The morning sun shone on Yan Nange's face, the sunlight dazzling. Suddenly remembering he should exercise, he jumped up quickly! Seeing the beautiful scenery outside the cave, he remembered that this was no longer the hellish mine, and he was no longer the inhuman, ghostly overseer... He was free!
Looking at the beautiful scenery before him, he took a deep breath of the fresh morning air, fragrant with the scent of grass and flowers, and smiled brightly. It was the most radiant and joyful smile he had ever given.
"Yan Nange, you're free! Live life to the fullest! Hehe!" He clenched his fist and made a forceful gesture with his elbow in front of him, chuckling incessantly.
After his silly grin, Yan Nange, clutching his clothes, darted out of the cave, moving forward swiftly but cautiously like a wolf. After a long while, he found a lake in the forest. The water was crystal clear, revealing aquatic plants and fish swimming happily. Yan Nange was
overjoyed at the sight of the water. He quickly stripped off his clothes and jumped into the cool lake. The cool water gave him a jolt of relief, followed by a feeling of pure bliss. He chuckled and plunged into the water, diving far out. When he surfaced, he burst into laughter, overjoyed.
Yan Nange swam happily for a long, long time until he felt tired. He then washed himself thoroughly in the lake and went ashore. Just
as Yan Nange was about to put on the clothes he had stolen the night before, he suddenly heard the laughter of girls coming from afar. He quickly grabbed his clothes and hid behind a pile of large rocks by the lake, putting them on while peering through the gaps in the rocks towards the direction of the sound.
With his sharp, eagle-like eyes, Yan Nange saw two beautiful girls walking towards the lake from the forest about a hundred feet away, chatting and laughing.

Chapter Twenty-Five: Beauties Playing in the Water
(10-21 10:16:36, 2146 words)

One of the two girls appeared to be fourteen or fifteen years old: oval face, delicately arched eyebrows, large eyes that sparkled with light, lively and adorable; small, cherry-red lips; skin as white and translucent as snow beneath her clothes. She wore a long, emerald-green silk dress, her long, black hair tied in a delicate bow at the back of her head with a matching ribbon.
The other girl appeared to be seventeen or eighteen years old: oval face, bright eyes and white teeth, cherry lips and willow-leaf eyebrows. A small, vermilion mole adorned her rosy lips, adding a touch of captivating charm to her beauty. She wore a pale yellow dress, her hair styled in an exquisite bun adorned with shimmering pearls, making her even more beautiful.
What a beautiful girl! Even more beautiful than Xueying! Xueying was a name he had only recently remembered.
Long ago, on the only time Xiao Qi left the mining area to work, he happened to see Xue Ying, the top courtesan of Mingzhu Tower, playing the zither by the window on Xiaoyue Street in Lantian City. At that time, he was working as a polisher.
That was the first time he had heard the sound of the zither, and the first time he had seen such a beautiful woman. Since that day, Yan Nange's desire for freedom had become uncontrollable. It was the melodious zither music and that charming and beautiful face that gave him greater motivation and courage than ever before, allowing him to plan his escape last night and gain his freedom!
He had once vowed that if he gained his freedom, he would definitely marry Xue Ying. Thinking of Xue Ying, his heart pounded violently, his emotions surging. And these two girls were even more beautiful than Xue Ying! Yan Nange was stunned by the beauty of the two girls, staring at them intently.
"Oh, Sister Qingcheng, look how clear the lake water is! Let's go swimming!" The younger girl tugged at the older girl's sleeve, pleading sweetly.
"Linglu, stop fooling around! Isn't rowing enough?" the girl named Qingcheng scolded. Yan Nange then noticed a small wooden boat on the lake. He had been so clever, yet he hadn't noticed it at all. He broke out in a cold sweat at his own carelessness, and his initial amazement subsided. However, he couldn't leave now. The area was empty except for the boulder in front of him, and leaving would surely be discovered by the two girls. He could only continue to spy. Actually, he really wanted to do so; after all, the two girls were so beautiful!
"No, no, I insist on swimming! It's not easy for me to come out like this!" the girl named Linglu pouted, already taking off her purple skirt to reveal a snow-white undergarment.
Although young, Linglu's body was exquisitely curvaceous, exceptionally alluring under the snow-white undergarment.
Yan Nange stared intently at Linglu's body, his body burning with heat, his breathing becoming rapid, and he swallowed repeatedly. He pressed his hand to his chest, his heart pounding so hard it filled his ears. He felt dizzy, like the first time he'd drunk too much.
Even though he was a seasoned womanizer, why was he so unable to control himself at the sight?
Despite feeling a rush of blood to his head and a bit dizzy, Yan Nange's eyes remained fixed on Linglu's increasingly alluring, naked body. A powerful desire welled up within him, an urge to hold this girl named Linglu tightly in his arms! As for why he wanted to hold her, he had no idea!
"You little devil, always fooling around," Qingcheng scolded with a smile, but also helplessly loosened her skirt, revealing her snow-white undergarment. The thin undergarment clung to her body, revealing a stunningly curvaceous figure.
Yan Nange's breathing quickened; his heart was in his throat. He was excited and nervous because the two girls were undressing.
As their undergarments fluttered away, only their bodices remained on their two fair and alluring bodies. These bodices, far from concealing their forms, accentuated their beauty.
The sight was incredibly tempting, further fueling Yan Nange's passion.
Just then, they removed the last remaining restraints and placed them in the boat beside them.
Yan Nange had always possessed excellent eyesight and night vision, a secret he kept to himself, as he didn't want others to see him as a monster. Therefore, even from a distance of over a hundred feet, he could clearly see the fine hairs on their bodies. Upon
closer inspection, Yan Nange was astonished to discover that both girls had a bright red plum blossom on their lower abdomens—Linglu's on the left and Qingcheng's on the right. The plum blossoms were vibrant and luscious, making him marvel at their beauty, thinking to himself that these two beauties' bodies were truly both beautiful and wondrous.
It wasn't until long after the two girls had finished playing in the water, dressed, and left that Yan Nange came back to his senses. His body was flushed and burning hot, blood still flowing from his nose. He didn't bother wiping it away, and plunged directly into the lake, letting the cool water soothe his feverish body and mind. But no matter how much he washed or how deep he swam, he couldn't erase the alluring scenes from his mind.

(Chapter 26, Xiaoyue Street
, 10-21 10:16:37, 2304 words)

It wasn't until the afternoon that Yan Nange emerged from the lake. The heat had subsided, but he dared not think about the scenes he had witnessed that morning, lest his blood boil again. That feeling was strange and unpleasant, and he didn't want to experience it again.
If he did, he would have to find a woman to do something to sustain him.
Yan Nange dressed, eating the steamed buns he had stolen the night before, and walked out of the forest.
The previously chaotic memories of Xiao Qi in Yan Nange's mind became clearer after arriving in Lantian City.
He suddenly remembered Xiao Qi's only trip to Lantian City, where he met Xue Ying and couldn't forget her. She was one of the reasons Xiao Qi decided to escape Black Stone Island.
If Yan Nange's arrival hadn't disrupted Xiao Qi's memory, Yan Nange would probably have already remembered Xue Yi... a courtesan.
Although that trip to Lantian City only lasted three days, it was crucial for Xiao Qi, Yan Nange's predecessor. It not only instilled in him an incredibly strong desire for freedom and a better life, but also broadened his horizons, allowing him to witness the wonders of this world firsthand—even more exciting than his father's cooking stories! Before planning this escape, Xiao Qi had already decided on his means of livelihood: a gem polishing craftsman.
Besides cooking, Xiao Qi was also a very good gem polishing craftsman... Although he wasn't exceptionally skilled, like many skilled polishers, he possessed a deep foundation in gem polishing, especially in polishing black gemstones, a precious gemstone unique to the Black Stone Mine, where he displayed a level of skill far surpassing that of ordinary craftsmen.
Yan Nange wanted to live with dignity. He wanted to rescue his brothers on Black Stone Island, earn money to redeem Xueying from her servitude, and fulfill Xiao Qi's wish! He also wanted to buy a large house, marry Xueying, buy her the best food and drink, and let her live a rich and happy life! ... All of this would likely depend on his gem-polishing skills.
Filled with beautiful dreams for the future, Yan Nange strode out of the forest, passed through the bustling Wanfo Temple, and headed towards the market town at the foot of the mountain.
At that moment, Xiao Hei and Da Han, who were working somewhere on Black Stone Island, were also secretly looking towards Lantian City, hoping that their eldest brother would arrive safely in the city... and then rescue them as soon as possible. They had faith in their eldest brother!
Inside Lantian City.
Yan Nange had been walking for a whole day, and he had almost traversed Xiaoyue Street, where most of the jewelry shops were located.
He had asked many jewelry shops, but as a homeless man without a registered residence, although he looked presentable, no one was willing to hire him! The brothel madam, however, thought highly of him, believing he could do some easy and enjoyable work.
This greatly frustrated Yan Nange; he wasn't about to sell himself, was he?
As Yan Nange passed the Mingzhu Tower, the window where the beautiful face had once appeared was still open, but the beauty was nowhere to be seen!
It was already dusk, and Yan Nange walked along the red-brick-paved Qingyue Street. Pedestrians thronged the area, and restaurants lined both sides, their aromas filling the air. His rumbling stomach grew increasingly hungry. He
inhaled the tempting yet irritating scents, constantly swallowing his saliva, which only intensified his hunger. He was penniless, his tattered clothes too small and worn; he looked no better than a beggar!
Passersby avoided him, as if he carried the plague. No wonder he couldn't find work! What jewelry shop would believe a beggar possessed such exquisite gem-polishing skills?
Even though this beggar was incredibly handsome, almost otherworldly...
Yan Nange saw from afar that a group of ragged beggars stood beside the entrance of a restaurant. Each held a clay pot, and two men who looked like waiters were serving them food from two large buckets. The beggars wolfed down their food, which looked incredibly delicious.
Yan Nange felt even hungrier. Thinking the food was free, he approached them.
"Brothers, could you give me some food? I haven't eaten all day," Yan Nange said to the two waiters.
The two waiters looked at him, feeling that although his appearance made them feel inferior, he didn't seem like a bad person, and he didn't seem very old, so they felt pity for him. One of the younger men said, "Wait here, I'll get you something to eat." He then turned and went into the restaurant.
A moment later, the waiter handed Yan Nange a large bowl with a rimmed edge and a pair of bamboo chopsticks. After filling the bowl with food, the older waiter said, "Young man, our Fuxinglou owner, Fu Shanren, delivers three meals a day to homeless children. If you're hungry, come and eat!" With that, he carried the bowl into the restaurant.
"Thank you, brothers!" Yan Nange exclaimed, deeply grateful. The two waiters turned and smiled before entering the restaurant.

(Chapter 27: The Night Is Not Quiet
- 10-21 10:16:37, 2334 words)

Looking at the large bowl overflowing with food, steaming hot and fragrant, he saw a variety of dishes he'd never seen before. Just the aroma alone made him feel incredibly happy!
Noticing the fierce stares from the beggars, Yan Nange carried his bowl to a corner near a high wall in the distance. There was a stone stool there, perfect for him to sit down and enjoy his sumptuous dinner!
Sitting on the stool, Yan Nange, for the first time, slowed down and ate slowly and deliberately. Although it was somewhat dark, it was quiet, a distance from the bustling main street, allowing him to savor the delicious meal.
He carefully tasted each bite, slowly savoring every flavor, letting each taste deeply etched into his heart. The food tasted countless times better than his father had described!
Although Yan Nange thought he ate slowly, the large bowl was empty in no time! He patted his stomach; he was very full!
He suddenly remembered two words—happiness! Yes! That's the feeling!
After dinner, Yan Nange carried the large bowl towards Wanfo Temple in the south of the city; he would be spending the night there. Ignoring the curious glances from passersby, Yan Nange happily looked around—although he had seen it all during the day, seeing it again at night still felt fresh and interesting!
Lantian City was even more bustling at night than during the day. Not only were there more pedestrians on the streets, but there were also many more merchants doing business. The shops along the roadside were teeming with customers, and business was booming.
Yan Nange only learned today that Lantian City was known as the "City That Never Sleeps"—every day, countless tourists and merchants from all directions came here, seeking pleasure or pursuing profit, spending countless sums of money. Lantian City was a notorious money pit on the continent, where people indulged in revelry day and night, so most businesses operated around the clock!
While the nightlife wasn't as extravagant as Yan Nange remembered, it was still incredibly lively. In particular, many beautiful women moved about, some veiled and accompanied by maids, others with male companions, their pretty faces peeking out as they murmured and smiled.
While finding it amusing, Yan Nange also felt a profound loneliness. He couldn't help but think of the days with Xiangxiang, a bitter pain gripping his heart, and he lost all desire to linger in the bustling city. Disheartened, he returned to Wanfo Temple. Unconsciously,
he walked out of the crowded streets, and the forest lay in the distance, bathed in moonlight. It was already late, and Yan Nange yawned a few times, realizing he was exhausted and sleepy, wanting to go to bed. This feeling was somewhat unfamiliar to him.
Taking a deep breath to refresh himself, he quickly walked towards the forest.
Less than a mile after leaving Qingyue Street, Yan Nange noticed someone following him not far away. He glanced back and saw four or five people whose faces seemed familiar. He realized they were some of the beggars who had been eyeing him menacingly in front of Fuxing Restaurant. These people were carrying sticks; their intentions were clearly hostile! Yan Nange quickened his pace, tensing his entire body, ready to fight.
He walked fast, and the beggars walked fast too. The forest was less than a hundred paces ahead, and Yan Nange was determined to run. He was confident he could shake off these annoying fellows in the dense forest. Just then, five ragged beggars suddenly emerged from the forest, forming a line and blocking his path.
Yan Nange looked to his left and right; five or six beggars on each side were approaching him from a distance. He was surrounded! There were more than twenty of them, and he was alone!
Yan Nange felt no fear whatsoever—he had experienced death before. He had killed people; this was nothing.
Looking at the group, Yan Nange couldn't help but smile. These people, unsteady on their feet and swaying their heads, were clearly just a bunch of useless thugs who only knew how to gang up on others!
Seeing that he could still laugh in this situation was clearly a sign of contempt for them, and they were furious, determined to teach this brat a lesson and make him beg for mercy!
More than twenty people formed a circle, stopping about five zhang away from Yan Nange. A tall, middle-aged beggar in front of him shouted, "You brat, you dare come to the south of the city to freeload without my permission? Are you tired of living?!"
Yan Nange laughed loudly, saying, "Haha...aren't you ashamed? More than fifty people surrounding me. Look, especially this uncle who spoke, I'm not even half your age, and you have the nerve to say that! Hahaha..." The more he thought about it, the more ridiculous it seemed. Such a large group surrounding him—how could they even think of that?! It seemed to be their fine tradition!
The tall, middle-aged man blushed. Yan Nange's words filled him with both shame and anger. He shouted, "You little brat, kneel down and kowtow to your grandfather, and I'll spare your dog's life. Otherwise, I'll chop you up and feed you to the dogs!"
Yan Nange just laughed, completely ignoring him. He laughed until his stomach hurt,
then squatted down and laughed heartily. Seeing that this child didn't respect their leader, the beggars erupted in curses, waiting for their leader's order to beat the brat to death!

Chapter 28: A Sweep of Wind and Clouds
: 10-21 10:16:38 Word Count: 2796

"Beat him! Beat him to death! Chop him up and feed him to the dogs!" the tall beggar roared. The beggars swarmed forward, swinging their sticks at Yan Nange.
Yan Nange didn't want to fight, because most of the time, fighting would result in injury, serious injury, or even death! He had initially felt sorry for these beggars, but seeing their ferocious appearance, he realized he had been too kind!
Yan Nange suddenly sprang to his feet, his left arm blocking three wooden sticks aimed at his head. His right hand darted out from under his left arm, sweeping across the wrists of the three men holding the sticks. With three sharp cracks, the three beggars screamed in agony as their wrists snapped almost simultaneously! At the same time, Yan Nange kicked back with his right leg, sweeping away the sticks of five or six men.
He then grabbed a wooden stick and swept it through the crowd with lightning speed. The cracking sounds continued, accompanied by screams of agony. A moment later, only Yan Nange and the tall, burly leader remained standing.
Yan Nange, stick in hand, smiled at the tall beggar. His face was deathly pale, his body trembling like a leaf in the autumn wind. He dared not look at Yan Nange, his eyes darting around as he stared at his fallen subordinate. Cold sweat poured down his back, and his cheeks twitched uncontrollably! At this moment, Yan Nange was a devil in his eyes!
"Do you have any money?" Yan Nange asked with a smile.
"No...no!" the tall beggar stammered.
Yan Nange looked at his pathetic state and realized he certainly didn't seem wealthy. He sighed helplessly and turned to walk into the forest. He casually tossed his wooden stick, striking the beggar's right arm. With a crack, the beggar screamed in agony—his arm was broken!
"If there's a next time, none of you will survive!"
Yan Nange's calm voice resonated like thunder in the ears of these beggars, and they remembered those words.
Just as he entered the forest, Yan Nange saw someone standing not far ahead, watching him. This was a middle-aged man, around forty or fifty years old, with a plump body and a round face. His small eyes were narrowed, gleaming with cunning. The fat man stared at Zhan Tianxia with a sly grin, his gaze intensely focused and greedy. His expression reminded Yan Nange of the lewd looks she'd seen on the street earlier that day, the thugs eyeing beautiful women. This sight sent chills down Yan Nange's spine—she'd heard some rich men enjoyed playing with handsome young men; could she really be unlucky enough to encounter one herself?
Yan Nange, her fighting spirit burning, stopped and asked, "What do you want?"
The fat man, still smiling, said, "Young brother, do you want to make money?"
Yan Nange naturally wanted to make money and nodded. He stared coldly at the fat man, wondering what tricks he was up to.
The fat man's smile deepened, and he said, "Young brother, I can make you a lot of money. Would you like to come with me?"
Yan Nange already had a very bad impression of the fat man, and hearing him say this only confirmed that this guy was no good! He coldly said, "Do you think I'm a fool? Go with you! You look like a conman!"
The fat man wasn't angry, but his expression suddenly became serious, and he said, "Young brother, I admire your skills. If you're willing, I'm willing to take you to boxing matches. With your skills, you're sure to win. I'll give you fifty taels of silver for each win. Food and lodging will be provided. What do you think?"
Yan Nange looked at the fat man, and this made him believe him a little. Someone had told him about underground boxing matches before; a famous general on the Golden Stone Continent had actually started out as an underground boxer! Underground boxing was a profession with a nine-out-of-ten chance of death; every match had the possibility of death.
Suddenly, he sensed danger. He realized that four powerful fighters had surrounded him in the darkness! These four were different from the beggars from before; they exuded power! Any one of them would be difficult for him to contend with in his current state! Unless he unleashed the power he had when tearing apart the "bully," but unfortunately, that power was beyond his control, and he didn't know how to use it!
He was both shocked and furious. No wonder the fat man was so calm. He was clearly threatening him, not negotiating! But now he had no choice but to agree!
"Alright, but I demand five hundred taels of silver per match. Also, I'll only fight ten matches!" Since he had no other option, he had to agree, but he wouldn't completely follow Zhang the fat man's wishes! Actually, he didn't know the going rate for underground boxing, he was just asking for an exorbitant price! As for how much the fat man would give him, that was a matter of bargaining! He had learned this trick from those merchants today.
Yan Nange laughed, his small eyes gleaming with a sharp light: "Good! Little brother, you're quite shrewd! I agree. But if you lose, I won't pay!"
Yan Nange laughed: "I'm risking my life. As long as I don't die, you must give me the silver! Also, I want freedom! Don't worry, I won't run away. Besides, don't you have these four experts? They can keep an eye on me. But let me tell you, after I've finished ten matches, if you still try to play this game with me, I'll make you regret it! Hahaha!"
Yan Nange laughed wildly, his eyes filled with a ferocious, bloodthirsty light, like a ravenous wolf. Especially that fleeting, eerie blue light, which added to the eeriness and terror in the dark night!
The fat man couldn't help but shudder. He had seen countless people and witnessed too many life-or-death situations, but at this moment, fear arose in his heart! This child gave him a very dangerous feeling, like a vicious wolf ready to devour its prey! He hadn't originally intended to let the child go, but now he seriously doubted the consequences of carrying out the plan!
Forcing himself to remain calm, Fatty Zhang forced a smile again: "Alright, I agree to your terms! My name is Zhang Dahai, but everyone calls me Fatty Zhang. What's your name, little brother?"
Yan Nange chuckled inwardly, thinking this guy was probably using a fake name to fool him, and said, "I'm an orphan, I don't have a name."
Fatty Zhang said, "Then I'll call you Zhan Wudi (Invincible Warrior), that's your name from now on!"
Yan Nange smiled and nodded, offering no objection. The name wasn't important; making money was.

Chapter 29 Lion and Tiger Arena
: 10-21 10:16:39 Word Count: 2594

Fatty Zhang led Yan Nange to a large courtyard house in an alley at the end of Huan Yue Street. Lanterns hung high in the courtyard, illuminating it like daytime. Dozens of burly men with broadswords at their waists patrolled back and forth. Upon seeing Fatty Zhang return, they all bowed and saluted, not even glancing at Yan Nange.
These men are no ordinary men! Yan Nange felt a chill run down his spine. It seemed he had underestimated Fatty Zhang! If this Fatty Zhang cheated, escaping from this place would be quite difficult.
Fatty Zhang arranged for Yan Nange to stay in a room in the west wing of the back courtyard. He told Yan Nange it was best not to wander around, that meals would be brought to him at mealtimes, and that there was a bathroom in the room. After saying this, he happily left. Yan Nange
felt uneasy; although it was late, he couldn't sleep at all. After thinking for a moment, he went to the courtyard to practice his self-created martial arts.
The courtyard was quiet, but Yan Nange knew that the four masters were watching him from the shadows. He pretended they didn't exist and practiced on his own.
It was called a set of martial arts, but it didn't actually have a fixed routine; it was just ideas about combat and some roughly formed moves! So he figured the four masters would think he was crazy and messing around—that's what Xiao Hei and the others thought when they saw him practicing at the mine!
Every time he practiced, he imagined a master fighting him, and his goal was to kill this imaginary enemy! His moves were different each time he used them, and there was no fixed order; he used them spontaneously and at will!
He practiced like a mad beast for a long time until he was covered in sweat, then he went to the bathroom to take a shower. Lying on the soft bed, he quickly fell asleep.
The next day, Yan Nange had just finished breakfast when Fatty Zhang came to find him. He took Yan Nange to the Fengxiang Restaurant on Huanyue Street. Below Chunxiang Restaurant was an astonishingly large boxing arena. In the center was a large ring, surrounded by seats and counters on all four sides for betting.
Zhang Pangzi had given Yan Nange a silver mask beforehand, which suited Yan Nange perfectly; he didn't want to be in the public eye doing this kind of work.
After leading Yan Nange into a small room opposite the arena entrance, Zhang Pangzi left. Through a small window in the wall, Yan Nange could see Zhang Pangzi chatting and laughing with people. Some of those talking to him were boxers like himself, while others appeared to be wealthy merchants and powerful figures. To Yan Nange's surprise, many women had also come to watch the boxing match. Judging from their appearance and demeanor, they were not ordinary women.
Yan Nange's eyes suddenly lit up, his heart stopped beating, then pounded wildly. His face beneath the mask burned, and he felt a surge of heat throughout his body—he had seen Xue Ying!
She was his current dream girl!
Xueying alone was one beauty, but then there were the two beautiful girls he'd seen this morning, Qingcheng and Linglu! Although all three wore veils, how could a thin veil hide his incredibly sharp eyes!
Yan Nange was incredibly excited. He really wanted to rush to Xueying right now and tell her his name was Yan Nange, and that he wanted to marry her!
As for the two beautiful girls, Qingcheng and Linglu, he liked them too, but he'd fallen for Xueying first. Things happened in order, and he could only express his feelings for the other two later! Just
as he was feeling happy, he looked at the three girls' companions and suddenly felt a chill. Each of the three girls was accompanied by a tall, handsome young man in fine clothes, and the girls were being amused by these men, their laughter ringing out like silver bells. Seeing the intimate interactions between the three girls and the three men, their whispered conversations making Yan Nange feel increasingly uncomfortable.
"Forget it! These three men are definitely not ordinary people, and they are all beautiful and extraordinary. How could a lowly slave like me even dream of them? I don't even know how I'll support myself, yet I still crave things that are out of reach. How could you possibly desire such beauties! Sigh!" Yan Nange felt somewhat discouraged and let out a long sigh. She lost all interest in looking outside and slumped onto the stool, lost in thought.
The burly man who stayed with Yan Nange looked at him in bewilderment, wondering what was wrong with the child. He had been so energetic just moments before, but now his eyes were lifeless, as if his mother had died!
As the two remained silent, each lost in their own thoughts, three gongs sounded in the arena. After the gongs, the arena fell silent. Startled by the gongs, Yan Nange stood up and looked outside.
A handsome, bearded man in a red robe suddenly leaped onto the stage without any apparent movement, then calmly bowed to the crowd below. The arena erupted in cheers and applause—the stage was ten feet high, and anyone who could leap onto it was no ordinary person; for this man in the red robe to so easily fly onto the stage was definitely a master! The
man in the red robe raised his hand in a gesture of silence, and the arena quieted down.
"I am Hong Taiyue, affectionately known as 'The Bearded Gentleman.' Thank you all for coming to my 'Lion and Tiger Arena.' I hope you all have a wonderful time and leave satisfied! Today is the first day of the month, and also the start of a new round of competition! So far, two hundred fighters have participated in this round of battles. These fighters are all stronger than in previous years, so the competition is sure to be even more exciting!"
"This is the largest event since the opening of my Lion and Tiger Arena. To encourage the fighters, my arena is awarding prizes to the winning fighters! The winner of the first round will receive fifty taels of silver, the winner of the second round will receive one hundred taels of silver, and so on, doubling the prize for each level advanced! Those who receive a bye in the third round will also receive one hundred taels of silver. The final champion will receive ten thousand taels of silver! Fighters, the opportunity is before you, so give it your all!" With that, Hong Taiyue's figure blurred, and he was already off the stage. Applause erupted again!

Chapter 30: The Fierce Battle of the Weak
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A middle-aged man resembling a martial arts master stepped onto the arena, clasped his hands in a salute to the surrounding crowd, and announced loudly, "There are twenty-five matches today. Participants may use any technique except weapons and hidden weapons to attack, regardless of injury or death, until one side concedes defeat. First match: Guo Shanfeng versus Tie Niu! Fighters, step forward!"
After the martial arts master finished speaking, two doors around the arena opened, and two fighters wearing silver masks emerged. One was dressed in white and was slender; the other was dressed in black and was tall and muscular. The white-clad fighter leaped onto the arena, while the black-clad fighter stomped onto the stage like a small mountain, the steps creaking loudly as he walked, making everyone in the arena think he might collapse the steps at any moment!
The two clasped their hands in a salute and bowed downwards. The martial arts instructor introduced the two fighters. As everyone expected, the slender man in white was Guo Shanfeng, and the tall, muscular man in black was Tie Niu. Those familiar with martial arts guessed that Guo Shanfeng might be skilled in light, agile techniques, while Tie Niu might excel in hard, forceful techniques.
"The match begins!" the instructor announced, turning and stepping off the stage, accompanied by the sound of a gong. The two fighters on the stage immediately began their exchange.
Tie Niu roared and threw punches at Guo Shanfeng. Despite his bulky appearance, his movements were surprisingly swift and agile. Guo Shanfeng, true to his name, was like a gust of wind. While Tie Niu's punches were fast, his body was even faster, drifting backward like the wind, giving the impression that he had been propelled away by the force of Tie Niu's punches!
Applause and cheers erupted from the audience, their excitement palpable at the sight of such a spectacular scene.
Yan Nange had completely forgotten about Xue Ying, Qing Cheng, and Ling Lu, focusing intently on the actions of the two fighters in the arena. He had a keen interest in everything, and he especially loved martial arts—except for the notoriously difficult-to-master Joyful Skill.
Hong Taiyue had just given Yan Nange a small surprise, and now Tie Niu and Guo Shanfeng had given him another small shock. He watched with rapt attention, memorizing every move, every posture!
He believed that soon these would become Yan Nange's own skills.
The two on the stage were completely unaware that their skills had been stolen. One chased and fought wildly around the stage, while the other dodged with abandon! Although their movements seemed quite impressive, a quarter of an hour had passed without them even touching each other, and the audience below began to grumble and curse in dissatisfaction. At this moment,
Tie Niu's movements slowed down, and Guo Shanfeng, seeing his opportunity, stopped dodging and suddenly fell backward without warning. Tie Niu, seeing this, lunged forward! The audience fell silent, wondering what had happened to Guo Shanfeng.
A glint of light flashed in Guo Shanfeng's eyes. He braced himself against the ring with both hands and suddenly spun rapidly, shooting towards Tie Niu's lower body. The speed was astonishing!
Just as Guo Shanfeng was about to strike Tie Niu's legs, and everyone thought Tie Niu was hopeless, a cold light suddenly flashed in Tie Niu's eyes. His body suddenly fell forward, and at the same time, he slammed his palms down!
There were only the sounds of "plop" and "crack," and blood and splattered everywhere on the ring. Most of Guo Shanfeng's body was turned into a pulp! The strong stench of blood and the stench of the shattered internal organs and skull quickly filled the air!
"Good—"
"Good—"
The boxing ring erupted with cheers and applause. The smell of blood and the gruesome state of the corpse seemed to excite these people immensely. They were all flushed and excited!
Tie Niu did not laugh. He sighed, took off his shirt and covered the corpse, then turned and stomped off the ring. No one paid attention to what he was doing; they were still cheering excitedly.
Yan Nange didn't laugh. He believed no boxer could laugh—Guo Shanfeng's current predicament might be their own fate in the next moment... Although they already knew this cruel reality!
The boxers could all see that Tie Niu didn't want this either—Guo Shanfeng's attacks were too fierce; he only had that one move left, otherwise he would be the one to die!
Yan Nange felt a chill in his heart, a deep sorrow for Guo Shanfeng, for Tie Niu, and for himself and the other boxers! Who would be the next to die in the ring?... Trading their lives for money—this was their reality!
Looking at the ecstatic wealthy businessmen, nobles, and beautiful ladies, Yan Nange felt utterly contemptuous of them. Being rich and noble wasn't their fault, but to find pleasure in the deaths of innocent lives deserved to die! He recalled his past misfortunes, and seeing the corpse carelessly tossed onto the wooden plank and carried away like trash, a surge of rage welled up within him! His fists clenched so tightly they cracked, his eyes filled with murderous intent! He wanted to rush out and slaughter all those laughing and shouting people! But
then, after much thought, he suddenly realized how naive he had been. The reality of this world was simply the survival of the fittest; who cared about morality?
"They don't treat us like human beings; getting angry is useless! They're surrounded by powerful fighters; who can do anything to them?" A large hand gently patted Yan Nange's shoulder.
Yan Nange turned to the burly man accompanying him and said gratefully, "Thank you for the reminder, brother! May I ask your surname, brother?"
The man smiled and said, "My surname is Zhou."
Yan Nange smiled and said, "Thank you, Brother Zhou."

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