Breaking the Sky 01-10

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Chapter One: Three Years Ago
The moon shone like a silver platter, the sky filled with countless stars.

Atop a cliff, Xiao Yan lay sprawled on the grass, a blade of grass dangling from his mouth, chewing it gently, letting its faint bitterness spread in his mouth…

He raised his pale hand to shield his eyes, his gaze piercing through his fingers as he stared at the enormous silver moon in the sky.

“Sigh…” Since the afternoon’s test, Xiao Yan had been lying on this grass beside the Xiao family cemetery. He sighed softly, lazily withdrawing his hand, resting his head on his hands, his eyes somewhat dazed…

“Three years…” A low murmur suddenly escaped the boy’s lips.

In Xiao Yan’s heart, there was a secret known only to himself: he was not from this world, or rather, Xiao Yan’s soul did not belong to this world
. He came from a blue planet called Earth. As for why he came here, this bizarre experience, he could not explain it. However, after living here for a while, he belatedly realized: he had transmigrated!

Three years ago, Xiao Yan… no… that wasn't his name. He

vaguely remembered perishing in a sea of fire. An old man appeared, dressed in black robes, his hair displaying several colors, each resembling rising flames—a truly bizarre sight. Even stranger, the old man… seemed to be smiling at him.

Then, a faint mist enveloped his body, and an ancient, primal aura passed through his brow, drawing his soul and guiding it to the Dou Qi Continent. The

extracted soul was then forcibly injected into Xiao Yan's body, undergoing a fusion and successfully consuming his original soul.

At that time, Xiao Yan was severely injured and near death by the Soul Palace envoy. He survived only by taking his mother's clan's secret medicine and his parents taking turns, exhausting their own Dou Qi to maintain a sliver of life.

When a person's soul is temporarily separated from the protection of their physical body, it is directly exposed to external attacks and may even be manipulated and confused by hypnotic techniques.

It was only later that we learned that Xiao Yan possessed an extremely powerful bloodline inherited from the Xiao and Gu clans. His soul was exceptionally resilient, so much so that even when his body was severely injured and paralyzed, he could remain independent and not fall into a coma due to physical weakness.

If Xiao Yan were older and stronger, with his inherited bloodline, even if his physical body was severely injured, his soul could still maintain its original state of breath, undisturbed by external influences. Unfortunately, the one with the stronger luck was an outsider.

A mature and beautiful woman sat by the bed, gazing at Xiao Yan with gentle yet sorrowful eyes. She sighed softly, "Alas... what's meant to happen can't be avoided, it's just so hard on my son."

The woman gently called out, "Yan'er, are you awake?" Xiao Yan, now awake, responded with a soft "Ah." The woman continued, "It must be due to the infusion of Dou Qi that your soul power, inheriting the bloodlines of the Xiao and Gu clans, is so resilient. This is a great opportunity. Close your eyes now! Let me guide your soul to meet someone."

The woman formed a hand seal with her right hand, silently chanting an incantation. On her long, slender, pale left hand was a black ring, very ancient in appearance, its material unknown, with some blurred patterns painted on it.

The ring rested between Xiao Yan's eyebrows. As a stream of energy passed through Xiao Yan's spiritual platform, the ring flashed a faint white light.

Xiao Yan sensed his soul being pulled and forcibly drawn into a cold place—the world within the ring.

The beautiful woman raised her voice, "Yan'er, we've arrived. Kneel down and pay your respects to your grandmaster."

Xiao Yan, whose soul had just merged with the body, was still confused and only knew that the beautiful woman seemed to be his mother. He could only follow her instructions.

When Xiao Yan opened his eyes, he saw an old man with white hair sitting cross-legged on a flat rock. No… he was also a soul.

The old man scrutinized the kneeling Xiao Yan and spoke in a weak, aged voice, "Is this child a descendant of the Xiao clan and the Ancient clan? I wonder if it's suitable. Xin'er, have you made up your mind?!"

The beautiful woman nodded without hesitation, took a breath, and said, "The other side is pressing forward relentlessly. The Soul Palace envoy who injured Yan'er has been lingering in the city for the past two days. There's no way out! First it was you, Master, now it's Yan'er, and next time it might be the Xiao clan."

"Fortunately, they don't know that I am from the Ancient clan. It's already a great achievement that I was able to protect Master and Yan'er during these two crises."

"During the time I was healing Yan'er, I was thinking that even if the Soul Palace didn't suspect my ancient clan identity, they would still investigate me. Only by cutting off my connection can we guarantee your safety."

As the beautiful woman spoke, a blush suddenly appeared on her fair, fairy-like face. She turned to look at Xiao Yan, who was still kneeling, and said, "I hope Master will grant my request."

The white-haired old man hummed in agreement, then fell silent, seemingly due to his severe injuries. The beautiful woman, however, urged him excitedly, "Yan'er, this is a great blessing for you. Quickly kowtow and become my disciple, call me Master Medicine Venerable."

The woman's gentle voice seemed to have a bewitching effect, causing Xiao Yan to unconsciously kowtow three times and say, "Master Medicine Venerable, disciple Xiao Yan pays his respects."

"Xin'er, you kneel down too!" The white-haired old man looked at the beautiful woman kneeling with a kind expression, then said, "Disciple Xiao Yan, I am now severely injured and my physical body is destroyed, leaving only a weak and feeble soul."

"You must promise me three things: First, you must not disobey my orders, even if it's something immoral. Can you abide by that?"

Xiao Yan looked up at the white-haired old man with a puzzled expression. The beautiful woman nudged Xiao Yan and nodded, "Disciple Xiao Yan is willing to obey Master's orders."

The white-haired old man said, "This matter is very difficult, but you will understand my intentions in the future."

He took a sip and then said, "Second, you must not tell anyone about this matter, not even your relatives or close friends. Can you do that?"

"Disciple Xiao Yan knows that this matter is of great importance and will obey Master's orders." After Xiao Yan finished speaking, the white-haired old man continued, "Xin'er, I hereby expel you from the sect. You are no longer a disciple of the Medicine Master of the Starfall Pavilion."

The beautiful woman seemed to have known that the white-haired old man would say this. Her body trembled slightly, but she did not resist. However, Xiao Yan, who was beside her, stood up in surprise and said angrily, "Master, are you joking?" "If there's a rule that a disciple must be expelled from the sect after accepting a disciple, then I'd rather not be a disciple."

The beautiful woman and the white-haired old man both looked at Xiao Yan with smiles on their faces. The beautiful woman said, "Good Yan'er, I know your filial piety towards your mother. But you mustn't be rude to your master. There's a reason for this. Kneel down and listen to your master's explanation."

Xiao Yan knelt down and said, "Xiao Yan will obey his mother. This disciple Xiao Yan has been disrespectful to his master, please punish me."

The white-haired old man bowed and said, "Thirdly, my soul is damaged and needs your fighting spirit to repair it. You will have to serve me for three years. Are you willing?"

One bizarre thing after another happened. Xiao Yan turned to look at his mother again, and the beautiful woman nodded once more. "Disciple Xiao Yan is willing."

"Good!" The white-haired old man pointed to the box beside him. "Xin'er, go and fetch those three items for me. I entrust the rest to you."

The white-haired old man was already out of breath and paused for a long time before saying, "My disciple Yan'er, I will use my last bit of strength to seal this ring for three years. No matter how powerful an outsider's magic is, they will not be able to see the true nature of this ring. I hope we will meet again..."

The beautiful woman's eyes were already wet with tears as she choked out, "Disciple Xin'er bids farewell to Master. Please take care of Yan'er's future."

The white-haired old man closed his eyes on his own, formed a hand seal, pointed to the sky, and then collapsed onto the large rock, motionless. At this moment, a dark, hazy barrier appeared above the entire world within the ring.

The beautiful woman rose and sat on the large rock, saying, "Yan'er, get up. I should tell you the whole story
."

"I was originally from the Gu Clan of the Eight Ancient Clans. Later, I became a disciple of the Medicine Master of the Starfall Pavilion. Because the Gu Clan and the Xiao Clan had always been friendly, our ancestors had formed alliances and intermarried for generations. Afterwards, with the decline of the Xiao Clan, the Gu Clan and the other clans gradually lost contact with the Xiao Clan." "

My Medicine Master's real name was Yao Chen. In his early years, he traveled the Dou Qi Continent, possessing great skill, a proud and arrogant spirit, and an unconventional personality. Although he made acquaintances throughout the world, the only one he truly considered a friend was Venerable Feng of the Starfall Pavilion. The two like-minded individuals co-founded the Starfall Pavilion. After settling down, my Medicine Master took in two disciples to ensure the future succession of the Starfall Pavilion. One was me, and the other was my junior brother Han Feng, who later colluded with the Soul Palace to murder my Medicine Master."

"Back then, I followed Master Medicine to learn medicine, gathering herbs, refining elixirs, and cultivating my Qi. I rarely went out. But as my elixir-refining skills improved, the medicinal materials needed for the pills I made became increasingly rare. At the same time, my skills also became more advanced, so I went to the Monster Beast Mountain Range alone to gather herbs."

A smile appeared on the beautiful woman's lips as she softly said, "That was the best memory of my life. I have never regretted knowing your father."

"The Monster Beast Mountain Range is a vast, uninhabited primeval mountain range, hiding extremely dangerous monsters that roam freely. Its unique environment makes it rich in medicinal resources, and among the many rare herbs and fruits, a few are found only in this place."

"Perhaps it was fate! Master Medicine had already collected a great many medicinal herbs, and I didn't care for ordinary ones. Relying on my superior skills, I entered the inner mountain alone, only to encounter a sixth-tier monster, the Purple Crystal Winged Lion King, comparable to a Dou Huang. I then lay in wait for the right opportunity."

"I possessed the bloodline of an ancient clan and powerful combat techniques from within, coupled with the aid of the Medicine Master's teachings in making pills. By the time I was twenty, I had already reached the high-level of the Great Battle Master rank."

"The magic cores of high-ranking magical beasts weren't my goal, as I disliked obtaining them through brute force and combat. Against sixth-rank magical beasts, I could at least protect myself by dodging; though I wasn't afraid, I was no match for them. While the Amethyst Winged Lion King was entangled in a battle with what appeared to be a mercenary group, I entered the cave and obtained the accompanying Amethyst Source. Refining the Amethyst Source allowed me to form the Amethyst Winged Lion King's primordial flame—the Purple Flame—within my body."

"The 'fire seed,' the flame needed for refining pills, cannot be made with ordinary fire; it must be a battle qi flame catalyzed by fire-attribute battle qi. Strange fires are the best, beast fires are second best, and battle qi flames are the worst."

"What truly captivated me was the Purple Flame. The days of patient waiting were worthwhile. With its help in refining medicine, the success rate would be significantly higher! Moreover, the resulting pills would be far more potent and effective than those refined from ordinary battle qi flames!"

"I don't know if those warriors were too weak or if their ambitions lay elsewhere, but the battle ended quickly. The returning Amethyst Winged Lion King encountered me, overjoyed, at the cave entrance. Sensing the amethyst source aura emanating from me, the enraged Amethyst Winged Lion King chased after me relentlessly. The Amethyst Winged Lion King could fly and burrow underground, making it extremely difficult to escape. In my desperate escape, I reached a small cave barely large enough for one person to crawl into."

"Just as I hesitated whether to crawl into the cave, I turned and saw the Amethyst Winged Lion King only a few steps away. Suddenly, a pair of large hands grabbed my feet and forcefully dragged me downwards."

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Chapter Two: Xiao Zhan

Upon hearing the lion's roar, the boy poked his head out of the burrow entrance, his eyes darting around warily. He saw a slender, graceful woman being chased by the Amethyst Winged Lion King, her movements swift and aloof.

Knowing the power of a sixth-tier magical beast, the boy silently prayed, "Please, don't lead the Amethyst Winged Lion King here..." Before he could finish speaking, the woman seemed to be deliberately charging towards him. The boy, agile as ever, quickly retreated into the burrow. Due to the angle of the entrance, he could only vaguely see the woman's figure stopping at the edge.

The woman wore a white dress, as white as the moon in the sky. A cold wind blew, causing her dress to flutter, occasionally revealing glimpses of her long, slender, snow-white legs, dazzling and mesmerizing.

The woman possessed an unparalleled beauty, her delicate brows slightly furrowed, her features exquisite and captivating. Her cool, clear eyes turned to look behind her, her flowing black hair tied with a white ribbon, making her appear like a fairy.

The young man's thoughts drifted for a moment, then he reached out and grabbed the woman's long, slender, white legs, forcefully dragging her into the cave. The girl seemed startled; upon realizing the man was a man, she twisted her waist, freeing herself from his grasp, and simultaneously slapped him hard, her entire body gathering fighting spirit in uncontrollable rage.

"Eh… Great Master, young lady, hold on! I was saving you, so I apologize for offending you." Seeing the young man's swollen cheek, the girl paused slightly before laughing.

"So I hit him that hard, serves you right." The girl scolded sharply, then glanced around. The cave, about half a person's height and six people's width, had a luminous pearl, about the size of her fist, faintly glowing beside the man.

The girl's gaze lingered on the boy's swollen face, the clear handprint now smooth skin after the dust was slapped away. Clearly a young master, a sense of disgust rose within her.

The large luminous pearl was enough to tempt anyone, but the girl ignored it, brushing the dust off her face and hands, saying,

"So this is the nest of a first-tier earth-attribute magical beast, the Giant Groundhog. Its magic core is a basic ingredient for first-grade pills; hunting it wasn't difficult."

The girl then scrutinized the boy's appearance. Despite his dusty face, he was quite handsome, his thick eyebrows adding to his air of boldness.

A golden light flashed in the girl's eyes as she used an ancient clan secret technique to determine that this boy, roughly her age, was a beginner-level Battle Master. Using her own bloodline power to activate her soul's secret technique, she sensed the same peaceful and serene aura emanating from the boy. The

ancient clans of the eight ancient races possessed bloodlines that strengthened their souls and granted them the ability to perceive the outside world. In the long struggle against the Soul Clan, the ancient clan's secret techniques revealed their innate advantages over ordinary people.

Furthermore, the resilience of their soul bodies made cultivating battle qi much easier, and their powerful combat techniques had produced many top-tier experts. The ancient clan was one of the few forces the Soul Palace feared.

Beside the luminous pearl lay a giant groundhog, its blood still damp from its recent death, prompting the girl to say disdainfully, "You came to the Monster Mountain Range to fight this?"

The boy seemed to say something, but the girl waved her hand, and a slightly ancient-looking, yet subtly profound, dark blue cauldron appeared on the earth and stone.

The girl said calmly, "This is a fifth-grade cauldron that my master gave me. I need to refine the accompanying amethyst source first. The Amethyst Winged Lion King probably won't give it up easily, and I'll be watched again if I go out."

The girl took out pills from her storage ring one after another, glared at the boy, and said, "My master is a master alchemist. He prepared the pills for me long ago. Hey~ help me watch the cave entrance. There are five pills in this bottle as your reward."

The boy, recognizing the value, widened his eyes, looking at the bottle in his hand and then at the girl's pills spread out on the white silk. He muttered, "Ah~ five second-grade Qi-restoring pills. There are twenty more over there. And those two round pills, one white and one blue, could they be third-grade meridian-protecting pills and ice-heart pills?"

"May I ask who your master is? Someone who can produce such pills and a cauldron can't be from a small sect, right?"...........The boy finished speaking and stopped talking; or rather, he already knew that the girl was too lazy to pay attention to him.

As a purple sphere floated lightly from the girl's storage ring, a wave of heat swept through the cave. This was a rare treasure—the accompanying amethyst source—coveted by countless alchemists. The boy's surprise was tinged with a hint of greed, lingering in a soft whisper.

Suddenly, the Amethyst Winged Lion King went berserk, frantically digging at the cave entrance with its fangs. The easily damaged passage collapsed and was covered in debris.

The giant groundhog, among the weakest of the first-tier magical beasts in terms of attack power, was adept at digging. It had dug a long, slanted passage, barely wide enough for itself, to a length of one and a half people. If it didn't dig from the center of the cave, the passage would collapse halfway through, leaving the hunter with no way to retreat. The giant groundhog could then leisurely dig another passage out through the narrow breathing hole on the other side.

The young man said loudly, "Miss! As far as I know, absolute silence and undisturbed conditions are required when refining medicine. Right now, there's a crazed sixth-tier magical beast outside, and we've only just met. What if I have ill intentions and try something shady? Aren't you worried about that

, Miss?" The girl smiled playfully, her eyes curving into shallow crescents. She rested her head on the back of one hand and gazed at the young man, saying, "Worried? That's why I gave you five Qi-restoring pills and asked you to protect me. Maybe after the medicine is successfully refined, I'll be happy and my impression of you will improve."

The young man was instantly dumbfounded, muttering, "What a strange person. What's this 'impression' thing? Does it matter that much? And what kind of answer is this? It doesn't answer my question at all. Hey~ Miss, you.............."

...........

The young man finished speaking and fell silent; or rather, he already knew that the girl only had the medicine-refining task in mind.

The young man gave a bitter laugh, muttering to himself, "I, Xiao Zhan, am now only worth five Qi-restoring pills!" He sighed, then channeled his battle qi, creating a wind-attribute vortex at the cave entrance. This served two purposes: preventing the dust from flying after the collapse and delaying the Purple Crystal Winged Lion King's possible escape through the passage.

Inside the narrow cave, the flames in the medicine cauldron reflected off the mountain walls, flickering and thrashing about.

The girl stared intently at the churning flames in the cauldron, her slightly pale face flushed from exertion and covered in beads of sweat. Refining medicine for extended periods was extremely taxing on battle qi, and the girl's cultivation was still shallow. She relied entirely on consuming Qi-restoring pills to replenish her qi, offering little advantage in maintaining its strength or endurance. Therefore, it was already quite remarkable that she had been able to persist in refining medicine at the cauldron for nearly two hours.

While on guard, Xiao Zhan's eyes were glued to the girl. Her face was exquisite, beautiful yet possessing a pure and ethereal quality. This girl exuded vitality and alluring youthful energy, and her unique, elegant demeanor was something Xiao Zhan had never seen in any other girl…

Water still dripped from her hair and face, her soaked clothes clinging tightly to her delicate body, perfectly outlining her alluring curves.

Her white dress was stained with dust, like a moon veiled in grime, evoking a sense of pity. Especially striking were her slender, long, and fair legs, added to the enchanting atmosphere.

Xiao Zhan thought to himself, "What a spoiled brat! Who comes to this remote mountain range of the Monster Beast Mountain Range without wearing casual clothes or hunting attire? Does she think this is a public street or temple?"

Suddenly, a delicate voice rang out, "Have you seen enough? Quickly pour all your battle qi into my body. I need to use your wind-attribute battle qi to envelop the refined energy. This is the reasonable price for watching me for two hours."

Xiao Zhan, as if caught doing something wrong and feeling guilty, said, "All my battle qi? Is it the same price as watching you? Watching you won't do anything bad, but I've exhausted my battle qi.

How am I supposed to escape from the Amethyst Winged Lion King?" This time, the girl finally responded, her beautiful eyes fixed on Xiao Zhan. "What? Not worth it? I think you've underestimated it." She then grabbed the remaining Qi-restoring pills, meridian-protecting pills, and Ice Heart pills and swallowed them. A pure energy from the purple primordial flames surrounded by battle qi flames was also swallowed.

Xiao Zhan smiled wryly. The girl swallowed the purple flame in one gulp, an action that practically forced him to intervene. He could only watch helplessly as the girl faced danger and did nothing. Shaking his head, he said, "What kind of people have I met?!"

Xiao Zhan extended both palms, gently pressing them against the girl's back, which was as hot as a furnace. The Dou Qi he channeled throughout his body rapidly spread throughout the girl's body, seeping out in all directions and enveloping the purple energy scattered in her meridians. Purple energy continuously and gently seeped out from the wind-attribute Dou Qi, slowly merging into her flesh and bones. Each time purple energy merged into her flesh, that area would slightly tinge with a pale purple.

The Amethyst Winged Lion King could no longer sense the presence of the accompanying Amethyst Source, and the roars faintly coming from outside the cave suddenly became even more violent.

The girl let out a soft "It's done." Then, her effortless sitting posture suddenly collapsed, her body limp as if all her strength had been drained, and she slumped against Xiao Zhan behind her, panting heavily, her chest heaving. Her body, aching and burning from the fusion with the purple flames, was too weary to even move a finger.

Xiao Zhan, also exhausted of his battle qi, could barely move, his face almost touching the girl's. The girl looked at Xiao Zhan with wide eyes, her rosy lips slowly exhaling, her beautiful eyes gradually closing and trembling slightly, as if anticipating something.

She heard Xiao Zhan say, "Miss, you are so beautiful." The girl's heart suddenly fluttered, feeling a slight heat throughout her body—no, it was the heat from the fusion with the purple flames, yes, that's it.

She wondered how much time had passed, and why there hadn't been any movement. The girl opened her eyes in confusion and saw that Xiao Zhan had fallen asleep.

Just as the girl was about to erupt in anger, a thought struck her. "That's right," she thought. "His cultivation is low. He had to use his Qi to seal the cave entrance, and then he poured all his battle Qi into me; he was already at his limit."

Then another thought struck her: "Wait a minute, didn't he have the Qi-restoring pills I gave him?" Her gaze swept over the medicine bottle beside her—the very bottle containing the Qi-restoring pills. She reached out to take one, but then a thought occurred to her: "Since I gave them to him, they are his now. I can't just take them without asking." Although she had obtained the Origin Purple Flame, he still needed to quickly cultivate a suitable technique to channel its energy into battle Qi for his own use.
"Obtaining the Purple Flame this time was purely accidental. I didn't bring any fire-attribute cultivation techniques. After resting and recovering, with the power of the Purple Flame, I can escape the Purple Crystal Winged Lion King guarding outside at full speed. Once I lure it away, the boy can take the opportunity to leave."

The girl felt her eyes grow weak. She wanted to get up and move away from the boy, but then she thought it might be for the best. After a few thoughts swirling around, she drifted off to sleep.

The beautiful woman and her son Xiao Yan sat on the large rock where the Medicine Venerable was. The woman gazed into the distance, reminiscing about the past, telling stories that Xiao Yan listened with great interest.

This story, connected by the Purple Flame, was the story of how her parents first met.

Later, the Ancient Clan sent someone to the Xiao family, saying that the clan elders unanimously opposed Xiao Zhan and Gu Wenxin being together, and demanded that the girl swear never to leave the Starfall Pavilion
. The person didn't make any demands on Xiao Zhan, because he looked down on him, believing that even if he cultivated for a lifetime, he wouldn't be able to break through the defensive formations set up by the Starfall Pavilion.

The intelligent young girl naturally understood the Ancient Clan's intention: for her to focus on cultivating to become a Seven-Star Alchemist before returning to the clan, since the Ancient Clan excelled in martial arts but not in medicine. However, she couldn't let go of Xiao Zhan. She even felt that if the situation became more tense, she might abandon the Ancient Clan, leave the Starfall Pavilion, and choose to stay with the Xiao family.

When the Ancient Clan members used powerful fighting techniques to restrain Gu Wenxin and forcibly take her away from the Xiao family, the Medicine Master appeared.

The Medicine Master solemnly said, "I think we should do this! Both sides should compromise. I will take Xin'er back to the Starfall Pavilion, and she can only return to the Xiao family for seven days each year. I will dedicate myself to teaching Xin'er
, and I will also refine one Grade Seven and six Grade Six pills for the Ancient Clan every year. How about that?"

Everyone present could see that the Medicine Master, revered throughout the Dou Qi Continent, was clearly biased towards Xin'er. No matter how strong the Ancient Clan was, they couldn't refuse his mediation.

The ancient clan's reputation was preserved, avoiding a complete break with the Xiao family, and they even received the benefits of medicinal pills; Xin'er's happiness was also taken care of, preventing her from ending up rebelling against the ancient clan; the Xiao family's future was also hopeful, as this was the first marriage alliance between the ancient and Xiao clans in a thousand years, and the inherited Dou Di bloodline might be reawakened.

Xiao Zhan remained silent. Ever since he learned the girl's true identity was from the ancient clan, the declining Xiao family was no longer worthy of her, especially since she not only possessed outstanding talent in both Dou Di and medicine cultivation but also had a heavenly beauty. He himself felt extremely fortunate. He was determined that no matter what Xin'er decided, even if it meant severing ties and leaving, he would support her.

Gu Wenxin spoke, kneeling before the Medicine Master, her voice choked with emotion, "I can obey Master Medicine's words, but I hope Master can grant me the Yi Jin Bao Tai Pill and allow me to return to Xingyun Pavilion after seven days at the Xiao family."

The Medicine Master stroked the girl's head, smiling gently, "I knew you would decide this way. I have prepared the pill. Master tells you, sometimes, seven days of blissful happiness is better than a mundane, long-lasting love. You will understand this."

The Medicine Master addressed the Gu clan, "The seventh-grade pill, Yi Jin Bao Tai Pill, can greatly increase a woman's chances of conception and nourish the fetus. Alright, Xin'er, I will now take the Gu clan back to the pavilion to retrieve the medicine. Do not forget your vow after seven days."

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Chapter Three: Gu Xinwen.

The girl is Gu Xinwen, Xiao Yan's mother.

The beautiful woman took out three items from the box the Medicine Master pointed to and said, "Yan'er, your master entrusted you to me. My orders are my commands. Now, repeat the oath you promised."

"Yes!" "First, you must not disobey your master's orders, even if it involves immoral or scandalous matters." "Second, you must not tell anyone about what happened here, not even your family or close friends." "Third, use your battle qi to repair your master's damaged soul and offer it as a sacrifice for three years." However, I don't understand the first sentence. Mother, could you explain it to me? "

The beautiful woman held up a red pill and said, "This is a Grade One Soul-Burning Pill, essential for everyone in our Ancient Clan. You must know that the Ancient Clan's opponent is the Soul Palace, which has special techniques for capturing souls. Although the people of the Ancient Clan have powerful souls and are not afraid of the Soul Palace's evil soul-manipulation techniques, if they unfortunately die in battle, without a strong physical barrier, unless they are at the Dou Zun level or above and can destroy their own souls, others must rely on the effects of the Soul-Burning Pill. After taking the Soul-Burning Pill, if the physical body disintegrates, the soul will also be immediately burned away, but as long as one does not die, the medicinal effect will naturally wear off after three days."

The beautiful woman then held up a white pill and said, "This pill is related to me. This is a Grade Seven Ice-Muscle Pill that my Medicine Master prepared for me. It can instantly freeze all the meridians in the body after death, allowing the body's functions to operate at a very low level and remain incorrupt for years. It can keep the dead between the living and the dead. This formula is only possessed by the Medicine Clan of the eight ancient clans."

Xiao Yan seemed to understand something and looked at the beautiful woman in panic, saying, "Mother will die?"

The beautiful woman nodded. "I think you've already guessed the reason, Yan'er, but let me explain it more clearly. The day Master Yaozun was murdered was during my annual seven-day trip back to the Xiao family. Junior Brother Han Feng took the opportunity to plot against Master Yaozun. However, Venerable Feng, a close friend of Master Yaozun, was still stationed at Xingyun Pavilion. The Soul Palace sent two Soul Palace envoys to join the rebellion, hoping to restrain Venerable Feng if necessary, so that Junior Brother Han Feng would have time to loot Master Yaozun's secret alchemy chamber. In addition to the top-grade pills and secret formulas that Master Yaozun had culminated in his life, the most important item in the chamber was the second item taken from the box, the Burning Technique."

Because Junior Brother Han Feng was too impatient, he brought the two Soul Palace envoys into Xingyun Pavilion a day in advance. Due to what happened with your father back then, the ancient clan and Master Yaozun kept my identity extremely secret, not even from my close friend Junior Brother Han Feng. When I realized it, I conspired with Master Yaozun to have me return to Xingyun Pavilion under some pretext, with Venerable Feng accompanying me. "

Junior Brother Han Feng is quite the actor. After seeing me and Venerable Feng suddenly appear, he even managed to cry and say that Master had been accidentally harmed by a backlash while refining medicine. I also joined in the mourning and stayed by Master Medicine Venerable's side, pretending to have Junior Brother Han Feng keep vigil with him. Because Venerable Feng was present, the two Soul Palace envoys, without Junior Brother Han Feng's instructions, could only stand there dumbfounded, waiting for an opportunity to act." Junior

Brother Han Feng never imagined that the important top-grade pills and secret formulas in the secret chamber, including the Burning Technique, had been hidden in the black ring on my finger beforehand. Master Medicine Venerable's soul was strong enough to be preserved by the Bone Spirit Cold Fire, and he also entered the ring in the chaos. Afterwards, I used the excuse of arguing with Junior Brother Han Feng to leave Starfall Pavilion, fleeing for my life to avoid the pursuit of the two Soul Palace envoys and return to the Xiao family. This was also something I had discussed with Master Medicine Venerable beforehand. I had notified the ancient clans to come to the Xiao family in advance. Only by setting fire to the Xiao family would the ancient clans have a reason to take action.

A somewhat ethereal black scroll appeared in the beautiful woman's palm. She raised her hand, a slight sadness on her beautiful face, and said softly, "This is the Burning Technique that Junior Brother Han Feng coveted, even going so far as to collude with the Soul Palace to harm our master for his wealth. Now, I will pass it on to you on behalf of our master." Staring

blankly at the ethereal black scroll before him, Xiao Yan rested his chin on his hand. After a long while, he licked his lips, shrugged, and lazily smiled, "Although I really want to learn it, this top-tier technique is beyond my current strength as a beginner Dou Zhe. Mother, you think too highly of me."

The beautiful woman smiled with satisfaction, "You didn't covet this top-tier technique that everyone fights for after they learned about it. That's good. However, the Burning Technique can only be considered a low-level Yellow Rank technique at the beginning, which any Dou Zhe can learn. The reason it's considered top-tier is because it can evolve, and it might eventually reach the Heaven Rank or higher."

The beautiful woman looked at Xiao Yan with a complex expression and said, "Although the Burning Technique is miraculous, the conditions for advancing the technique are too difficult. It requires 'different fire' as a raw material, which is why even Master Medicine Venerable hesitated to proceed. But you are different. Now you have Master Medicine Venerable's help. In the future, when you want to fight against the powerful Soul Palace forces, this technique is the only way." "

This technique is extremely dangerous, as it involves devouring the strange flames of heaven and earth. A slight mistake will result in being burned to nothingness." Looking at Xiao Yan, the beautiful woman hesitated for a moment and asked, "Now, do you... still want to learn it?"

Her body trembled slightly, and after a moment of silence, Xiao Yan said softly, "Xiao Yan is a fine young man who stands tall and upright. Since my mother and Master Medicine Venerable risked their lives for him, and it concerns the future of all living beings, I will certainly not fail in my duty."

The beautiful woman excitedly hugged Xiao Yan into her arms. Xiao Yan felt the heartbeat through the woman's chest, and for some reason, a surge of heat rose in his heart. At only twelve years old, he felt something quietly rising in his lower body.

The beautiful woman, already married and with children, was naturally aware of Xiao Yan's current physical state. She allowed him to press against her crotch, thinking to herself, "Yan'er's thing is so magnificent." Then, she composed herself, released Xiao Yan, and scolded him playfully, "You! You're nothing like your father, who could remain unmoved by a woman's advances. You're such a little devil!"

"I...I..." Xiao Yan stammered for a long time. He knew, of course, that the woman before him was his mother in this life, but the lingering impressions of his past life reminded him of how he had seduced many women, only to be abandoned by one who had fallen for another and burned alive.

Xiao Yan was greatly puzzled, pondering, "At twelve years old, he's not fully developed yet, right? How can he get an erection? Could it be due to the bloodline inheritance that this world emphasizes?"

The beautiful woman's eyes sparkled, her face flushed, and she said, "Very well, it proves you have the opportunity to learn the third item left to you by Master Yaozun, the Otherworldly Pure Maiden Scripture. I will now teach it to you, Yan'er, stop fooling around and listen carefully to your mother's explanation."

Xiao Yan listened to the beautiful woman's explanation, becoming more and more curious. Wasn't this the Pure Maiden Scripture from his previous life? How could it appear in this world? Could it be that there is some connection between the two worlds, which is why he was drawn to this world...?

In front of his mother's mourning hall, all the important figures of the Xiao family had arrived, filling the Xiao family's main hall with thirty or forty people
, their expressions filled with grief.

The patriarch was his father, Xiao Zhan, with the First Elder, Second Elder, Third Elder, and heads of various households beside him. On the other side stood a group of Xiao family leaders who had rushed from the city.

In a dark corner outside the Xiao family's main hall, two men in black quietly observed everything, conversing with each other in extremely low voices
.

"Elder Lu, I've searched every residence, shop, and even the Xiao family cemetery these past two days, but that thing doesn't seem to be here."

Elder Lu, the one who severely injured Xiao Yan with a single palm strike, said grimly, "Elder Chen, we came here with Old Man Yao's female disciple and have been monitoring the mother and son's
movements. After injuring the young master of the Xiao family, we thoroughly searched his body, hoping to make Old Man Yao's female disciple weaken herself to heal before launching a sneak attack. Then we thoroughly searched Xiao Zhan as well, but still found nothing. The technique personally taught by the Hall Master shouldn't be wrong in detecting that thing. It seems we can only capture Old Man Yao's female disciple's soul and take it back to report. What do you say?"

"If you ask me, this is bad!!" Two figures appeared behind the Soul Hall envoy like ghosts, and the two, startled, fled without thinking. To be able to silently conceal themselves from the elders who were Soul Hall envoys without being detected, these two individuals must possess extraordinary cultivation.

The two ghostly figures watched the Soul Hall envoys without giving chase, laughing and saying, "Is that all you've got? You think you can escape?"

The two Soul Hall envoys were quite agile; in the blink of an eye, they leaped out of the Xiao family mansion and stealthily made their way into a secluded courtyard. Both felt the shadow of death looming over them, and they were about to deliver their final message to
the intermediary.

Unfortunately, before they could even see the person hiding in the shadows, a single palm strike from behind ended the lives of both Soul Hall envoys. One was a handsome, elegant middle-aged man, and the other was a refreshed, elderly man.

The middle-aged man said, "These two Soul Hall envoys are elders of the 'Human' generation, Elder Binghe, what do you think of this matter?"

The other white-haired, black-clad elder pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "Ever since receiving Xin'er's distress signal using the unique ancient clan technique, I've been thinking on the way here that the Soul Hall must be getting restless and will make a move. The Dou Qi Continent is going to be in turmoil from now on, alas..." He then tried to take a step forward, but the middle-aged man stopped him with a hidden force, and he looked back at him with a puzzled expression.

The middle-aged man spoke as if nothing had happened, saying, "Since that's the case, my Ancient Clan can't just sit idly by. Gu Xinwen was a member of my Ancient Clan, yet he died a violent death. The Xiao family and my Ancient Clan have a long history of intermarriage and alliances. Now that the Xiao family is in trouble, and with Xiao Yan, a descendant of my Ancient Clan, present, it's only right that my Ancient Clan protects this young man. Hmm, how about this? During the memorial service, I'll take the opportunity to have Xun'er, the daughter of Gu Xinwen's sworn sister, stay with the Xiao family under your care. Besides teaching her our clan's techniques and fighting skills, she'll also search for the Soul Hall's possessions from the Xiao family and eliminate the Soul Hall's spies in the Jia Ma Empire. What do you think?" The

white-haired, black-clad elder was about to speak when the middle-aged man shook his head and said, "My Ancient Clan..." "The clan is particularly sensitive to the Soul Clan. There's no trace of the Soul Clan here anymore, let's leave! Xun'er is still waiting for us at the Xiao family mansion."

After the middle-aged man left the mansion, he whispered, "Elder Binghe, this young woman is from the Blood Sect. Her Dou Qi cultivation is still shallow and she's not a threat. She'll tell the Soul Hall what we said, and they won't touch the Xiao family anymore. I deliberately left this clue. What is your purpose in secretly observing the Blood Sect's activities in the Jia Ma Empire? You know how important Xun'er is to my Ancient Clan. The Ancient Clan will probably face many troubles from now on. I don't think I can always watch over her, so I'll have to trouble you."

Elder Binghe nodded. It seemed that everything was under the middle-aged man's control.

The figure in the shadows finally appeared after a long time, looking expressionlessly at the two fallen people, muttering, "Xiao Yan is actually a descendant of the Ancient Clan. As long as you come to Canaan Academy, let's see if the Ancient Clan can still reach there. I swear to avenge Uncle Lu." Then he carried the two corpses away.

Chapter Four: The Useless Xiao Yan

"Xiao Yan, Dou Power, Level Three! Rank: Low!" Beside the testing magic stone tablet, a middle-aged man glanced at the information displayed on the tablet and announced it indifferently… The

moment the middle-aged man finished speaking, unsurprisingly, a wave of mocking commotion arose in the crowded square.

"Level Three? Heh heh, just as I expected, this 'genius' has been stuck in the same place again this year!"

"Sigh, this piece of trash has completely disgraced the family."

"If the patriarch weren't his father, this kind of trash would have been expelled from the family long ago and left to fend for himself. How could he have the chance to stay in the family and freeload?"

"Alas, how did that once-renowned genius of Wutan City fall into such a sorry state?"

"Who knows? Perhaps he did something wrong and angered the gods…"

The disdainful jeers and sighs of pity around him felt like sharp thorns piercing the heart of the boy, who stood frozen like a wooden stake, making his breathing slightly rapid.

Hearing the shouts of the test-takers, a girl quickly ran out from the crowd. As soon as she appeared, the surrounding chatter subsided considerably, and pairs of slightly fiery gazes were fixed on her face…

The girl, Xiao Xun'er, was a year younger than Xiao Yan. At fourteen years old, she already possessed the grace of a peerless beauty. Her still-childish face held a subtle charm; the contradictory combination of innocence and allure made her the center of attention.

The girl possessed a cool and detached temperament, like a lotus just beginning to bloom. At such a young age, she already had an extraordinary air about her. It was hard to imagine how stunningly beautiful she would become when she grew up...

Xiao Xun'er ignored the boos from the crowd and walked towards Xiao Yan with a smile, saying, "Brother Xiao Yan, you once told Xun'er that you must be able to let go in order to pick up. Being able to let go and pick up freely is the mark of a free person!" Her soft and slightly childish voice was heartwarming.

Xiao Yan was at a loss for words with this girl. Accustomed to being ridiculed, he sighed, feeling helpless and unable to express his grievances, after three years of Xiao Xun'er's tender advances. "Can you just leave me alone?" he said.

Seeing Xiao Yan's dejection, Xiao Xun'er's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly. She said earnestly, "Brother Xiao Yan, although I don't know what's wrong with you, Xun'er believes that you will stand up again and reclaim your glory and dignity..." She paused slightly, and for the first time, a faint blush appeared on her fair face. "Brother Xiao Yan back then was indeed very attractive..."

"Hehe..." Faced with the girl's undisguised frankness, the boy laughed awkwardly and silently turned away without saying another word.

"Next, Xiao Xun'er!" Xiao Xun'er hesitated for a moment, then looked at Xiao Yan and said, "Brother Xiao Yan, it's my turn to take the test. Wait for me, please wait for me." Xiao Yan knew Xiao Xun'er's strength. His lonely figure slowly walked out of the square. Amidst the gasps of amazement, a middle-aged man shouted, "Xiao Xun'er, Dou Qi: Ninth Rank! Level: Advanced!" Xiao Yan was happy for Xiao Xun'er, but he couldn't say it, because he didn't want to burden her with the heavy secret he carried. What Xiao Yan wanted was for her to live a peaceful and happy life.

As he grew older, Xiao Yan also gained a vague understanding of this continent...

The continent was called Dou Qi Continent. It didn't have the various types of magic and technology commonly seen in novels from his previous life, but Dou Qi, which was the only dominant element on the continent!

Lost in thought, Xiao Yan's emotions gradually calmed down, and his face returned to its usual melancholy. Now that things had come to this, after experiencing various surprises and too many doubts since transmigrating to this world, he could only take it one step at a time. His thoughts drifted back to the afternoon's test, only to be pulled back to reality by a familiar voice...

"Hehe, Yan'er, it's so late, why are you still up here?" After a moment of silence, a man's concerned laughter echoed from the woods.

A branch swayed, and a middle-aged man leaped out, a smile on his face, gazing at his son standing in the moonlight.

"Yan'er, still thinking about the afternoon's test?" Xiao Zhan strode forward, smiling.

"Hehe, what's there to think about? It was expected." Xiao Yan shook his head with a mature air, his smile somewhat forced.

"Sigh..." Looking at Xiao Yan's still somewhat youthful and handsome face, Xiao Zhan sighed, gazing at the large tomb before him. After a moment of silence, he suddenly said, "Yan'er, you're fifteen years old, aren't you?"

"Yes, Father. In another year, it seems... it will be time for the coming-of-age ceremony..." Xiao Yan said with a wry smile.

"I'm sorry, Yan'er. If that incident hadn't happened, perhaps you wouldn't be like this these past three years. It's my fault." Xiao Zhan knew that his son often stayed alone in the sparsely populated Xiao family cemetery. In the cemetery, a mausoleum standing like a Mongolian yurt was the resting place of Xiao Yan's mother, and the successive patriarchs and wives of the Xiao family.

"But I must remind you, if your Dou Qi doesn't reach the seventh level in a year, then I will have to reluctantly assign you to one of the family's businesses. After all, this family isn't entirely under my control. Those old guys are always waiting for me to make a mistake..." Looking at the calm Xiao Yan, Xiao Zhan sighed with some helplessness and guilt.

"A year, fourth level? Heh, if it were before, perhaps there would be a chance, but now... there's basically no chance at all..." Although he knew his father's concern, Xiao Yan smiled bitterly to himself.

Shaking his head bitterly, Xiao Yan felt a pang of grievance. He knew perfectly well what had happened to his body; for the past three years, he had followed his mother's dying wish, using his accumulated Dou Qi to nourish his sleeping master, the Medicine Master, within his ring.

Xiao Yan's soul had been absorbed from his past life, and with age, it grew stronger, its ability to absorb Dou Qi even surpassing its peak several years ago.

Xiao Zhan could only sigh in agreement. He knew how difficult it was to cultivate four levels of Dou Qi in a year. He patted Xiao Yan's head lightly and suddenly laughed, "It's getting late. Go back and rest. Tomorrow, the family has distinguished guests; don't be impolite."

"Distinguished guests? Who are they?" Xiao Yan asked curiously.

"You'll find out tomorrow." Winking at Xiao Yan, Xiao Zhan laughed and left, leaving Xiao Yan helpless.

"Don't worry, Father, I'll do my best!" Stroking the ancient ring on his finger, Xiao Yan looked up and murmured. The moment Xiao
Yan looked up, the black ancient ring on his finger suddenly emitted a faint, eerie light, which vanished in the blink of an eye, unnoticed by anyone…

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Chapter Five: Practicing Skills

Back at the Xiao family mansion, an elegant figure stood at the entrance. A girl in a purple dress saw Xiao Yan and scolded him playfully, “Brother Xiao Yan, why didn’t you wait for me?”

Xiao Yan was about to return to his room to practice when he saw Xiao Xun’er. A strange, wicked thought arose within him, but he quickly suppressed it and asked curiously, “Xun’er, do you know who our distinguished guest is tomorrow?”

Xiao Xun’er, for some reason, snorted, “I don’t know… You… Xun’er forbids you from thinking about others,” and then walked away, leaving a bewildered Xiao Yan behind.

Above the bed, a faint, dark barrier existed—the effect of a high-level sealing artifact left by his mother. It could only conceal the form, a feature his Medicine Master used to prevent his prescriptions and alchemy techniques from being seen.

Xiao Yan sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, his hands forming a strange hand seal in front of him. A beautiful woman with a completely naked, snow-white body appeared beside the bed.

Her two plump, smooth, white breasts were pert and rounded. Her alabaster skin radiated a jade-like glow, virtually flawless.

A slender waist, graceful lines extending downwards, her mons pubis like a small hill, its streamlined slope covered with fine, neat grass, leading down to a deep, secluded valley.

After a moment of ecstasy, Xiao Yan regained his composure, removed his clothes, revealing a massive, thick penis with several prominent veins resembling a coiled dragon, which he called "Big Cock" in his previous life.

He placed it between the woman's legs, gently parting her slightly pink labia to reveal the thin labia minora inside. He then pulled them open further, revealing the dazzling pink flesh of her vulva. With

a thrust, he completely inserted his penis into the beautiful woman's body, uniting it tightly with her genitals.

This was the final gift his mother, Gu Xinwen, had given him: her self-sacrifice as a vessel for cultivating the Otherworldly Pure Maiden Scripture. This is the effect of the Seventh-Grade Ice Muscle Pill that the beautiful woman Gu Xinwen ingested. It instantly freezes all the meridians in the body after death, allowing the body's functions to operate at extremely low levels without decaying for years, thus keeping the deceased in a vegetative state.

The beautiful woman Gu Xinwen knew that although Yan'er was a genius who reached the Dou Zhe level at the age of twelve through his own cultivation, she also knew how high her master, the Medicine Venerable, was in cultivation. Maintaining him required an unimaginable amount of Dou Qi. Only by reviving her master as soon as possible, and with the Dou Zun-level techniques personally taught by her master, could she quickly catch up and survive on this Dou Qi Continent, dealing with the Soul Palace crisis she knew of.

What worldly order, what ethics? Only the strong rule. Even if it benefits her own son, so what? In the current situation of internal and external pressures and urgency, she could only place all her hopes on Xiao Yan, a descendant of the Gu Clan and the Xiao Clan, both possessing Dou Di bloodlines, hoping to create another miracle.

After the beautiful woman Gu Xinwen brought Xiao Yan out of the ring world, she regained her physical form and forced Xiao Yan to practice in real life, emphasizing that matters between men and women couldn't be based solely on theory. When she removed Xiao Yan's trousers, a seven-inch-long, magnificent member sprang forth.

He was only twelve years old! What would he look like in the four years until he turned sixteen and became an adult? Moreover, she vaguely sensed that the *Otherworldly Maiden Scripture* had miraculous effects in cleansing marrow and strengthening tendons, and wondered if it might also be helpful to this item…

After the beautiful Gu Xinwen summoned an incense burner—a high-grade sealing treasure—from her ring, she resumed her motherly, stern tone, saying, “The matter of the *Otherworldly Maiden Scripture* and your mother must never be known to outsiders. Six days of waterways and one day of dry roads constitute a small cycle, and one year constitutes a large cycle. The seventh-grade Ice Muscle Pill is extremely precious, but the formula has been lost, and there is probably only one left in the world. Although it can preserve the body after death as if it were an ordinary person, nourished by nectar every day, it can only last for three years.”

The beautiful Gu Xinwen looked directly at Xiao Yan with gentle eyes and said, “I hope that Yan’er will diligently practice his skills during these three years, live up to your mother’s expectations, take good care of your father, master, Xiao clan, and your mother’s ancient clan, and most importantly, take good care of yourself. If your strength is insufficient, do not clash with the Soul Palace.”

"Alright, let's begin!" After the beautiful woman, Gu Xinwen, removed her noblewoman's attire, her voluptuous, snow-white, mature body appeared before Xiao Yan, leaving him stunned...

For the past three years, Xiao Yan had practiced his martial arts daily without interruption. During the day, he trained to strengthen his body, and at night, he circulated the techniques from the *Otherworldly Maiden Scripture*, using the principle of yin and yang harmony to rapidly increase his internal fighting spirit.

Xiao Yan closed his eyes and entered a deep sleep, his lower body automatically thrusting as he circulated his techniques. With the slight rise and fall of his chest, each breath, each thrust, and each withdrawal created a cycle of male and female energy within them.

A faint current flowed through Xiao Yan's meridians at their point of union, nourishing his bones and flesh, slowly condensing into fighting spirit.

The bed was still shrouded in a faint, dark barrier in the early morning. Suddenly, Xiao Yan awoke. Having experienced two previous Great Cycles, he knew he was now approaching the completion of the Great Cycle of the Otherworldly Maiden Scripture. The beautiful woman's vagina suddenly felt unusually wet, with copious amounts of nectar and vaginal fluid gushing out. The tender flesh of her vaginal walls sucked and licked fiercely, pulling his large penis deeper and deeper into her vagina. His penis felt an unbearable itch, a tingling numbness, and an intense, ecstatic pleasure. His

engorged penis, hard to the extreme, pounded and thrust wildly. When the glans suddenly struck a soft, slippery, egg-white-like substance, Xiao Yan shuddered and ejaculated. With a pleasurable gasp, Xiao Yan rose and saw the beautiful woman's private parts were a mess. Her vagina, stretched open overnight, was unable to close properly, and white, sticky semen flowed from the opening. The scene was extremely obscene, yet breathtakingly captivating.

Xiao Yan knew what this was, muttering to himself, "I... I ejaculated..."

Looking down, he saw his still erect and unyielding penis, and continued, "I... it's gotten longer..."

An aged voice came from inside the room, "Xin'er, you've really worked hard." Master Yao Zun had finally woken up.

Why was he appearing in this situation? Xiao Yan, disregarding his nakedness, knelt down and said, "Disciple Xiao Yan greets Master Yao Zun."

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Chapter Six: Master Yao

The scene was extremely awkward. Master Yao Zun sat cross-legged on the corner of the bed, quietly watching the two after their battle, without speaking for a long time.

Finally, Master Yao Zun spoke, "Get up! Put on your and Xin'er's clothes, let your master send Xin'er off on her final journey."

Dressed neatly, Gu Xinwen returned to her beautiful, dignified, and loving wife role. Master Yao Zun had Xiao Yan carry her to a corner of the room, then sat down in a chair at the tea table in the center of the room.

"Yan'er, kneel down and kowtow to bid farewell to your mother who doted on you so much!" After seeing Xiao Yan kowtow with tears in his eyes, Master Yaozun completely incinerated Gu Xinwen's body with a burst of white flames, choking out, "Farewell! Xin'er, my good disciple."

Xiao Yan understood in his heart that although he was not the biological son of the beautiful Gu Xinwen, her selfless affection and unreserved sacrifice made her a truly good person to him. In his previous life, Xiao Yan's mother had a bad temper, and seeing Gu Xinwen, who was not his mother but was even worse than his mother, he felt immense grief and sorrow.

"Yan'er, come here and let your master take a look." After examining Xiao Yan for a long time, Xiao Yan felt a gentle aura slowly sweeping through his body, and then asked, "You are not yet a Dou Zhe, are you?" "

Yes, Master Yaozun, this disciple is currently at the third level of Dou Qi," Xiao Yan said in a calm tone. Master Yaozun was different from those who usually only wanted to take the opportunity to mock and humiliate him.

"Yan'er, I won't say anything more about this matter. I will teach you diligently from now on. You must never mention Xin'er's matter again, do you understand?" Master Yaozun slowly closed his eyes as he spoke of Xin'er.

"Disciple understands, Master Yaozun," Xiao Yan replied, then seemed to think of something and opened his mouth to speak but dared not.

"From now on, you can call me teacher. In front of outsiders, call me Elder Yao. Don't reveal our master-disciple relationship unless absolutely necessary." Master Yaozun continued, "Were you just about to ask how much my condition has recovered? My soul and body have fully recovered. Although I lack a physical body, I still have the strength to protect myself. Also, I am aware of all the sacrifices you and your mother have made for me. The bond between us is different. From now on, speak freely, there's no need to hold back."

"Yes, teacher," Xiao Yan replied.

The old apothecary chuckled, "Actually, I was already awake when you were talking to your father in the cemetery. The reason I didn't tell you was because I wanted to see how you would fare after mastering the Otherworldly Maiden Scripture. This scripture was found in the ancient cave along with the Burning Technique, and we even had a fierce battle over it. However, I didn't study either of them. You already know the reason for not studying the Burning Technique, but when I obtained the Otherworldly Maiden Scripture, I discovered that it needed to be paired with the Burning Technique to complement each other. If one only has one wife after practicing it, that woman will definitely not be able to withstand the power brought by the Otherworldly Maiden Scripture's techniques, and will die from yin deficiency."

The old apothecary continued, "Yan'er, the secret I'm about to tell you is known to only a very few people. Originally, I didn't want to mention it again, and I've kept it deep in my heart. But now that you are my disciple, you should know this matter. I had a female disciple before named Han Shanshan, who was the sister of my wicked disciple Han Feng's father. In order to help me obtain the Bone Spirit Cold Flame, she sacrificed her life to help me succeed." She became a Dou Zun, but at the same time, she became a part of the Bone Spirit Cold Flame, accompanying her master in another way. This is why her master never married. Therefore, although the Otherworldly Maiden Scripture is of great help, it is no different from the temptation of the devil for her master, challenging my original intention.

Later, after your mother Xin'er married, I taught it to her, but your father Xiao Zhan was devoted to your mother and refused to learn it no matter what. Your mother Xin'er was right to choose him. This boy Xiao Zhan is not greedy for high-level techniques that can be cultivated quickly, and he can endure the life of only being able to accompany your mother for seven days a year. He never remarried after your mother died. Such a devoted man is really good!

The old doctor suddenly sighed and said, "I originally planned to teach it to Han Feng. He inherited the handsome appearance of the Shan Shan family. After my training, he was already a sixth-level alchemist and a Dou Huang level at the age of thirty. Later, with my help, he successfully devoured the 'Sea Heart Flame' strange fire. His talent is no less than that of your mother Xin'er." Unfortunately, I later discovered that Han Feng was wicked and secretly had dealings with the Soul Palace. If I had passed on the Burning Technique and the Otherworldly Maiden Scripture to him, it would have been a catastrophe upon their completion. But Han Feng believed that since his senior sister was already married, and he was my only direct disciple, who else should I pass it on to? So he resorted to forcibly taking it. Alas... it's truly a cruel twist of fate.

The closer one gets to the peak, the more unable one is to relinquish ambition, the more one desires to dominate the world."

Yao Lao stroked his beard and said, "It was after the incident with Han Feng and me that I came to believe that the Soul Palace's deliberate recruitment and capture of high-level alchemists must have ulterior motives." Yao Lao

shook his head and exclaimed, "Alright, alright, let's not talk about these sad things anymore. Let's talk about you? You seem to have a special fondness for the Xiao family cemetery, but why is that?"

"To be honest, Master, I've been ridiculed for the past three years. I don't even want to enter the Xiao Family Martial Arts School anymore. The cemetery is quiet and secluded, undisturbed. Besides, ever since my mother taught me the Burning Technique on your behalf, I seem to have some connection to the strange fire. I always feel like something is calling to me from the cemetery. However, the Xiao family produced a Dou Di named Xiao Xuan, who is said to possess a strange fire, but his burial place isn't here. I don't know what it is." Xiao Yan scratched his head and added, "Actually, part of the reason is that I'm avoiding Xiao Xun'er. Girls..." "I'm afraid of ghosts, so I won't go there to find me."

Yao Lao said. "Xiao Xun'er? That little beauty waiting for you at the door, I've examined her, she definitely has the strength of a Dou Zhe, maybe even a high-level Dou Zhe."

Xiao Yan nodded and said, "Because she's from an ancient clan! I had no choice. Ever since I started cultivating the Otherworldly Maiden Scripture, I've noticed that she inadvertently exudes a kind of allure. I treat her like a younger sister, how could I have bad thoughts?"

Yao Lao smiled mysteriously, his eyes narrowed with suspicion.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Chapter Seven: Distinguished Guest

The main hall of the Xiao family became lively again, and there were even more people outside the hall. Because, it was said that the person who came was Nalan Yanran, the granddaughter of Nalan Jie, the Lionheart Marshal of the Jia Ma Empire. Her beauty had already spread throughout the Xiao family and even Wutan City.

That was secondary, though. She was a disciple personally taught by the sect leader of the Yunlan Sect, and there were even rumors that she was a possible candidate for the future sect leader. The Nalan family is one of the three major families in the entire Jia Ma Empire, and their lineage, the Yunlan Sect, is a sect that can rival the royal family in the Jia Ma Empire. Their secrecy adds to their mystique, making it quite plausible that she is a princess of some country.

Xiao Yan was summoned by his father and was about to enter the main hall when a charming and alluring woman stopped him, looking at him with a half-smile. "What? Can't wait to go in and see the little beauty?"

Xiao Yu was discovered fifteen years ago by Xiao Zhan in a dilapidated house in a small town near the Magical Beast Mountain Range when he was traveling throughout the Jia Ma Empire. Her parents were both members of a mercenary group, which perished when they entered the Magical Beast Mountain Range. Death in battle was common in mercenary groups that lived on the edge of death; magical beasts were not easy to deal with. Orphans are usually raised by other members of the mercenary group, at the cost of boys joining the group for training and odd jobs, and girls becoming servants or future wives. However, this time, the entire mercenary group perished, leaving the town with many orphans and widows.

Xiao Zhan and Gu Xinwen, who were staying in the town, encountered a ten-year-old girl, well-behaved and adorable, who was quite endearing. Her parents' inherited gold coins were exhausted, and she was dressed in filthy clothes. Gu Xinwen, using a secret method of the ancient clan, discovered her potential and requested to take her back to the Xiao family to raise.

After bringing her back, the ancient clan came to demand Gu Xinwen's return. A year later, Xiao Zhan found the little girl and kept her by his side to care for the newborn Xiao Yan, renaming her Xiao Yu. She lived with Xiao Yan as both a sister and a mother. When Xiao Yu was sixteen, she took the Xiao clan's test as usual. Having passed, she could have freely chosen
whether to enter Canaan Academy to further her martial arts studies or to manage the family business independently. However, she insisted on staying by Xiao Yan's side to repay his kindness. From then on, Xiao Zhan treated her differently, making her his assistant. She no longer needed to accompany Xiao Zhan and was placed near Xiao Yan's residence to take care of him.

For Xiao Yan, his relationship with his mother, whom he only saw seven days a year, was not deep; Xiao Yu was the person he trusted most besides his father. Xiao Yu's presence also served another purpose. Xiao Yan had been learning martial arts since he was four, paying no attention to clan affairs. At twelve, he broke through to become a Dou Zhe. As the successor to the clan leader, he couldn't be ignorant of family matters. Xiao Yu's loyalty and intelligence made her perfectly suited to manage Xiao Yan's affairs.

During the three years Xiao Yan was called a good-for-nothing, Xiao Zhan began to plan for the future, entrusting Xiao Yu with managing the family business and making Xiao Yan his deputy. Xiao Yu was certain she wouldn't mistreat her younger brother, even if he was considered useless; this arrangement for Xiao Yan's future was quite good.

Xiao Yan was rather afraid of Xiao Yu. When she was strict, she was like a mother; when she was gentle, she was like a sister. And then there was that night.

Xiao Yan had been cultivating the Otherworldly Maiden Scripture for almost a year, yet he hadn't seen the effects of a full cycle of cultivation, and his internal fighting spirit had vanished like melting snow
, his fighting spirit regressing by five levels. Frustrated and depressed, Xiao Yu entered. She was the only one who could freely enter and leave Xiao Yan's room to tidy up. He

didn't know what had happened that night, but a surge of desire welled up within Xiao Yan. Seeing Xiao Yu tidying up by the bed, he immediately leaned forward, revealing the cleavage that could only be squeezed out by her full, jade-like breasts. Xiao Yu let out a soft "Ee-ooh," feeling her breasts being tightly grasped and kneaded by Xiao Yan's small hands. Xiao Yan's body pressed against her slender waist, and his enormous member nestled between her buttocks, rubbing and grinding incessantly.

Xiao Yu regained her composure slightly, her initial instinctive reaction causing her to instinctively place her hands against Xiao Yan's chest. Her soft, delicate hands slid down, finally stopping at his crotch. Through his trousers, she grasped a hard object in her hand, gently stroking and caressing it, saying tenderly, "Such a huge thing, it feels so good to hold it!"

Xiao Yan was instantly intoxicated, his heart burning with desire. He could no longer restrain himself, pushing Xiao Yu down, embracing her slender waist, and lowering his head to kiss her fragrant lips. Xiao Yu's delicate face flushed crimson, her beautiful eyes gazing at Xiao Yan's burning face, offering no resistance, allowing him to take liberties.

The beautiful woman, Gu Xinwen, had imparted the "Otherworldly Pure Maiden Scripture" to Xiao Yan, explaining the literal meaning of kissing and oral sex only literally. The limitation of the Seventh-Grade Ice Muscle Pill was that it could only be ingested through the ingestion of nectar, without any external influences. Xiao Yan, only partially understanding,

inserted his tongue into the girl's mouth, entwining it with her soft, smooth tongue. The girl's slightly sweet and fragrant saliva was almost completely absorbed. Xiao Yu's jade-like hand, still tightly gripping his large penis through her pants, slowly and deliberately began to stroke it.

After a long, long time, Xiao Yan, having tasted the sweetness of the moment, jumped up and unzipped his pants. His large, thick penis, still erect and throbbing, began to thrust repeatedly into the girl's small mouth as if it were a vagina.

The girl's soft, tender lips clung to his penis, swirling from side to side, while her red lips tightly sucked, unwilling to let him leave her mouth. After what seemed like an eternity, Xiao Yan's consciousness gradually cleared. He saw that his large, thick penis was still inside the girl's mouth. The beautiful girl's flushed and hot face was covered in fragrant sweat, and her once clear and bright eyes were now filled with tears from the roughness of the action.

"How could this be?" Upon realizing that the person beneath him was Xiao Yu, who was like a sister and a mother to him, he hurriedly pulled out his penis, knelt down before Xiao Yu, and trembled as he said, "Sister Yu, I...I..."

He really didn't know what to say. The atmosphere froze eerily. Xiao Yan thought to himself, "Could it be that I've gone mad from cultivating the Otherworldly Maiden Scripture? What should I do?"

Xiao Yu stood up, took out a white handkerchief from her bosom to wipe the foam from the corner of her mouth, and said coquettishly, "What, are you scared now? You little rascal, so young yet so precocious, always thinking of lewd things." After tidying her clothes slightly, she added, "You'll clean your room yourself tonight. Don't mention what happened today again. I'll clean it tomorrow. Don't do anything naughty to your sister again, understand?"

Xiao Yan hesitated for a moment, then suddenly shouted, "Sister Yu, I'm sorry, I... I'm willing to take responsibility."

Xiao Yu straightened up without turning around and said, "Go away, you little brat, you're not even grown up yet and you already want to get married? You'll meet your wife in a few years." Then she slowly opened the door and left.

Xiao Yu knew that no matter how outrageous Xiao Yan was to her, she wouldn't refuse. However, even if the events of that night kept replaying in her dreams like a erotic dream, she would still be haunted by them. However, the woman he would marry in the future would not be her.

Since that incident, Xiao Yu had wisely avoided entering Xiao Yan's room at night. Occasionally, she would see a faint, dark haze of smoke lingering around the bed, wondering what lewd things they were up to.

Xiao Yu approached and said, "Hehe, your grandfather and Nalan Jie were sworn brothers. Since you and Nalan Yanran were born at the same time, the two old men arranged this marriage. Unfortunately, three years after your birth, your grandfather was seriously wounded in battle and died. And as time passed, the relationship between the Xiao family and the Nalan family gradually weakened..."
"

Xiao Yu, instructed by Xiao Zhan, briefly explained the relationship between the Xiao and Nalan families, then continued, 'Nalan Jie, that old man, is not only arrogant but also extremely committed to his promises. He personally agreed to the marriage years ago, so even though your reputation has been terrible these past few years, and you're considered a good-for-nothing by everyone, he hasn't sent anyone to break off the engagement…'

Xiao Yu continued, 'But five years ago, Nalan Yanran was personally accepted as a disciple by Yun Yun, the sect leader of the Yunlan Sect. In those five years, Nalan Yanran displayed exceptional cultivation talent, further endearing her to Yun Yun… When a person possesses the power to change their own destiny…'" "She'll do everything she can to get rid of things she doesn't like... Unfortunately, your marriage to her is exactly what she dislikes most!"

Xiao Yu said gently. "Let me tell you, I just met Nalan Yanran. She is indeed beautiful and charming, holds a prominent position in the clan, and has exceptional talent. Plus, with the support of the Yunlan Sect, what do you think her purpose is in coming here?"

Xiao Yan's expression changed, and a surge of anger welled up inside him. This anger wasn't because Nalan Yanran discriminated against him. To be honest, he didn't doubt Xiao Yu's words. How easy is it for a beautiful woman to praise another woman's beauty? Although Nalan Yanran was beautiful, Xiao Yan wasn't a lecherous man whose mind was controlled by his lower body. Even if they couldn't become husband and wife, Xiao Yan would at most feel a man's habitual regret. But if she really asked his father to dissolve the engagement in public, then his father, as the clan leader, would lose all face!

Taking a deep breath of the cool air, Xiao Yan's hand, hidden in his sleeve, clenched tightly. Without a word, he entered the hall. The crowd's gaze followed the young man, seemingly appraising him. However, the beautiful young woman, about his age and as radiant as a pearl, remained motionless, seemingly oblivious to his arrival. Xiao Yan knew she was Nalan Yanran. He walked up to her, inwardly exclaiming, "What a spirited woman! She's not just beautiful!"

Finally, Nalan Yanran, slightly raising her head and tilting her snow-white chin, looked at Xiao Yan. His gaze met hers, and the young man's body trembled violently. He picked up a piece of white paper from the table and began to write.

Everyone in the hall shared the same thought: "Does he realize he's a toad trying to eat swan meat? Does he have the self-awareness to break off the engagement?" Only Xiao Zhan sighed softly.

On the white paper, which should have been for breaking off the engagement, a single word was written in large characters: "Die!"

"Ah..." Startled by the white paper the boy held up as a warning, Nalan Yanran jumped back a step. She and the others from the Yunlan Sect drew their swords, their gazes turning cold as they pointed them at Xiao Yan.

Amidst the awkwardness and anger, Ge Ye, the Yunlan Sect elder sitting at the head of the guest seat next to Xiao Zhan, lightly slapped out a palm strike. He wanted to teach this arrogant and ignorant junior a lesson. Xiao Zhan

, sitting in the main seat, seemed prepared. He channeled his Dou Qi and deflected Ge Ye's palm strike with a horizontal palm strike. This was the Xiao family's top-tier technique: Raging Lion's Fury! Rank: Mid-level Xuan!

Ge Ye's palm strike seemed to have retained some force, the energy stagnating in Xiao Zhan's chest. It turned out Ge Ye had struck twice in succession—the Yunlan Sect's mid-level technique, Azure Wood Qi Sword! Rank: Low-level Xuan!

The low-level Xuan-rank Azure Wood Qi Sword seemed weaker than the mid-level Xuan-rank Mad Lion's Fury, but the fact that Elder Ge Ye of the Yunlan Sect could unleash two palm strikes against a low-level Xuan-rank

opponent in a single breath proved that Elder Ge Ye's strength was still above Xiao Zhan's. Fortunately, it was just a lesson for a junior, requiring only two light palm strikes. But Xiao Yan saw it all; Elder Ge Ye was even stronger than his father, a mid-level Dou Wang. The Yunlan Sect's intention was clearly to bully the weak and make things

difficult for the Xiao family. "Xiao Yan, although I don't know why my actions have angered you so much, you... should still break off the engagement!" Nalan Yanran exhaled softly, calming herself from her earlier shock, her usual cold and aloof expression slightly somber as she spoke.

Xiao Yan sneered, "Miss Nalan... you should know how embarrassing it is for the other party if the woman breaks off the engagement in the Dou Qi Continent. Heh, I'm thick-skinned, but my father! He's the head of the clan. If he really agrees to your demands today, how will he manage the Xiao family in the future? How will he maintain his position in Wutan City?"

He continued, "You've believed the rumors about me, the good-for-nothing Xiao Yan, and you think I, a mere waste, am unworthy of a proud daughter like you. Then let's make a deal."

"What deal?" Nalan Yanran frowned and looked up, asking.

"I can postpone today's divorce for three years. Three years later, I will challenge you at the Yunlan Sect. If I lose, I will publicly annul the engagement. By then, I will have completed my family's coming-of-age ceremony, so even if I lose, it will be my personal matter and won't embarrass my father too much. Do you dare accept?" Xiao Yan composed himself and spoke loudly. Nalan Yanran

thought to herself, this trip wasn't approved by her grandfather, Nalan Jie, and was purely intended to use the immense power of the Yunlan Sect to force the Xiao family to submit. Xiao Yan's words indeed showed a lack of consideration; making Xiao Zhan lose face would be difficult to explain to her grandfather, who was also a clan leader. This arrangement was for the best.

Nalan Yanran remained arrogant and coldly said, "You dare to challenge me at the Yunlan Sect? Fine! You'll still be a piece of trash in three years. I'll be waiting for you."

"Clan Leader Xiao Zhan, Yanran takes her leave now. Let's go!" With nothing more to say, Nalan Yanran followed the Yunlan Sect group out of the Xiao family's main hall.

Suddenly, she heard Xiao Yan's exceptionally jarring shout, "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, never underestimate a young man's potential!"

Nalan Yanran secretly pouted, thinking, "This piece of trash is actually quite something. Trash is trash, I can say it a hundred times."

On the way, Nalan Yanran asked Elder Ge Ye if what she had heard was true.

Elder Ge Ye patted his chest and said, "If Miss is worried, I'll go and strike Xiao Yan with a palm right now, guaranteeing he'll be seriously injured for three years."

Nalan Yanran shook her head and said, "No need. Please trouble Elder Ge Ye to go back to the Nalan family and appease Grandpa. I want to verify this myself."

Elder Ge Ye said, "Very well. Miss could defeat that good-for-nothing in less than three moves. This matter has escalated to this point, and it won't be pleasant for Miss to return to the Nalan family." Elder Ge Ye was a longtime friend of Nalan Jie, and it was he who recommended Nalan Yanran to the Yunlan Sect. Nalan Jie wouldn't refuse him this favor.

Following Xiao Yan, Nalan Yanran arrived at a small grove of trees and then saw Xiao Yan lying on a patch of grass.

"Is this the Xiao family cemetery? A good-for-nothing is a good-for-nothing, sleeping in broad daylight?" In Nalan Yanran's eyes, she saw Xiao Yan—no… she had to add "good-for-nothing Xiao Yan"—his left hand shielding his eyes from the sunlight.

Nalan Yanran wondered, "Is he hiding and crying his heart out? Or does this good-for-nothing Xiao Yan's daily routine consist of eating, drinking, defecating, and sleeping?" Unsure if Xiao Yan had any secrets hidden here, she decided to observe him first.

In fact, it hadn't been long, less than ten minutes. The proud Nalan Yanran had run out of patience with this good-for-nothing Xiao Yan and decided to test his Dou Qi level.

Xiao Yan, with a black ring on his left index finger pressed against his brow, entered the ring's world as a soul, shouting, "Teacher, teacher, please save me! That wicked woman, Nalan Yanran, is chasing after me!"

Xiao Yan's line, "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, never underestimate a young man's potential!" was merely a show of bravado; he hadn't expected it to anger Nalan Yanran, who had followed him to teach him a lesson.

Yao Lao sat cross-legged on a large rock, meditating. He couldn't help but chuckle, "Is that my disciple, the good-for-nothing Xiao Yan?"

"Uh..." Xiao Yan smiled bitterly. Why was even his teacher acting like this?

"Don't worry! She doesn't have any murderous intent. I think she's quite respectful to her elders, and she doesn't violate etiquette. Why don't you hide inside the tomb for safety first?"

"Sigh... that's the only way." Xiao Yan stood up and used the speed of a hundred-meter dash to open the simple mechanism in the tomb and hid inside.

"Huh... trying to escape?" Nalan Yanran was stunned. She was even more agitated now, feeling resentful as if her prey, whom she had been chasing for a long time, had disappeared before her eyes. Seeing that the good-for-nothing Xiao Yan had actually hidden inside the tomb, she looked left and right and, finding no one else, followed him in.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Chapter Eight Nalan Yanran

"Miss Nalan, what do you want? This is the resting place of my Xiao family ancestors. Don't go too far."

"I don't want anything. Make your move! Let me verify your Dou Qi level and see if you're really the rumored useless Xiao Yan."

"Enough? Miss Nalan, you keep calling him useless Xiao Yan. Is it fun?"

"I'm telling the truth, aren't I? Here's what we'll do! I'll only make three moves, then I'll leave. Don't misunderstand, I have no interest in you, this useless Xiao Yan."

"One move, I'll say."

"One move? With your..."

The two, still quite immature at fifteen, actually started arguing.

"Hey~~ I said, what are you doing following a man around like that, a girl? It's not very proper for a man and a woman to be alone together in a room!" Xiao Yan's lips curled into a mocking smile, intending to provoke Nalan Yanran with his flippant words. He added to strengthen his argument, "Your looks are passable, I can barely make do."

"Passable? Xiao Yan, I'll kill you." Nalan Yanran was taken aback, then flew into a rage. Her beauty had attracted countless young talents, and she was quite confident in her looks. Xiao Yan's words were clearly a provocation, but what woman wouldn't care about her appearance?

Nalan Yanran was already slightly displeased after being embarrassed by Xiao Yan's letter of divorce in the Xiao family's main hall. Now, hearing his crazy words, her delicate brows furrowed even more. Her fists clenched, and a faint blue aura emanated from her, gradually covering her body. Finally, it vaguely coalesced into a phantom blue sword before her face, radiating a subtle yet sharp sword aura.

On the Dou Qi Continent, only those with Xuan-rank Dou Techniques or higher can condense Dou Qi into a phantom vortex, and the general attribute can be discerned from the color of the erupting Dou Qi
. Blue generally indicates the cultivation of wind attributes. A very few powerful experts and terrifying races possess Dou Qi mixed with several colors, and the Snake-People Queen, feared by all Dou Zhe in the Jia Ma Empire, even possesses seven-colored Dou Qi.

"Oh! It's that Azure Wood Qi Sword move in the main hall, tsk… This little girl is really something! Her stubborn and unyielding personality, excellent talent, and powerful background make her a good seed for cultivating Dou Qi. Plus, her extraordinary beauty—right now, in her eyes, you're practically trash." The voice of Yao Lao appeared in Xiao Yan's mind.

"Fortunately, she's only limited to one move now, so she'll use her strongest move to ensure victory and defeat you in one fell swoop. Listen carefully, the first attack is a feint. You need to be careful to dodge the vicious second attack. Profound-level fighting techniques are still too much for her; she won't be able to recover her energy in time. After you dodge the second attack, I'll buy you some time, so take the opportunity to escape!" As soon as Yao Lao finished speaking, Nalan Yanran threw a punch.

A fierce palm wind came straight at him, and Xiao Yan, without dodging or blocking, swallowed his teeth and blood, taking the hit head-on, causing his nose to bleed profusely. When the second palm wind came head-on, Xiao Yan hurriedly dodged, lunging forward and pushing Nalan Yanran, trying to escape through the door. At this moment, Nalan Yanran let out a cry and collapsed to the ground. Yao Lao, without her noticing, swiftly and easily resolved Xiao Yan's crisis with a chop to the neck.

The tomb wasn't large. As Nalan Yanran collapsed, Xiao Yan lunged forward, trying to push her away, but ended up landing on top of her. The two were now in a very disheveled and awkward position.

Suddenly, a strange phenomenon occurred. As Xiao Yan's nosebleed dripped onto the tomb floor, a powerful suction force appeared. The seasoned Yao Lao reacted quickly, grabbing Nalan Yanran with one hand and Xiao Yan with the other, but the suction was so strong that it pulled the two of them and their spirit into the barrier space.

This was a barrier set up nine hundred years ago by Xiao Xuan, the ancestor of the Xiao family who was said to be closest to becoming a Dou Di, and whose seal could only be broken by the blood of a blood relative.

In this vast world, there exist some extraordinary flames of heaven and earth. Perhaps they are the sparks carried by the core of a meteorite, or perhaps they are the lava fires forged deep within a volcano for thousands of years… These extraordinary flames are several times more powerful than flames catalyzed by battle qi. When used in alchemy, they can enhance the potency of elixirs. However, these extraordinary flames of heaven and earth are extremely violent, rarely encountered, and even if encountered, extremely difficult to subdue. The Extraordinary

Flame Ranking, known to all warriors on the Dou Qi Continent, contains twenty-three extraordinary flames. The higher the ranking, the greater the power. Successfully fusing with an extraordinary flame greatly enhances a fighter's combat strength. However, there are two extraordinary flames that do not exist in the form of fire. One is the Life Flame, ranked fifth, which transforms into various medicinal herbs and then quietly takes root in the soil. The other is the Yin-Yang Reversal Flame, formed from the residual energy of all Yin and Yang flames in the world. Two flames, one black and one white, are intertwined, existing in the form of a black and white yin-yang yin-yang symbol.

Xiao Xuan was once its owner. With Xiao Xuan's demise, everyone assumed the Yin-Yang Reversal Flame had vanished into the burial grounds, but that was within the ancient race's alternate dimension. No Dou Qi expert on the continent dared to hope to seize and refine it from the ancient race.

The Way of Heaven is Yin and Yang, scattered everywhere and omnipresent. Various Dou Qi cultivation methods have developed on the Dou Qi Continent, allowing one to absorb Yin to replenish Yang, seizing the natural Qi of heaven and earth to transform into one's own Dou Qi. Among the methods of absorbing Yin to replenish Yang, the most domineering is the Otherworldly Pure Maiden Scripture, which uses the union of Yin and Yang to collect Yin and Yang Qi to the maximum limit of the

human body and transform it into Dou Qi. The Yin-Yang Reversal Flame is a trace of primordial Qi remaining from the beginning of heaven and earth, which has gathered over billions of years into a visible primordial flame.

A Tai Chi-shaped Yin-Yang Reversal Flame resonated with Xiao Yan's nosebleed, rapidly entering his body through his nostrils and spreading throughout his meridians, gently and continuously burning his meridians, organs, bones, and flesh.

Nalan Yanran, lying nearby, was also suffering, in the same predicament as Xiao Yan. After he collapsed on top of her, blood streamed from her nose into her mouth, and a small portion of the Tai Chi-shaped Yin-Yang Reversal Flame entered her body along with the blood.

Yao Lao appeared, observing the two. Having studied strange flames for his cultivation of the Burning Technique, he recognized it and chuckled, "It must be Xiao Xuan's Yin-Yang Reversal Flame, right? It's sealed here, hehe, how come all the good things happen to this kid Xiao Yan?" He glanced at Nalan Yanran, then at Xiao Yan, and said, "Three days should be enough, right? I need to hurry and refine some Bigu Pills," before disappearing into his ring. The secret chamber of the Medicine Elder was rich in treasures, but in the rush of the situation, Gu Xinwen could only take a few important items. Low-level cultivation techniques, low-grade treasures and medicinal herbs, and anything below the fifth grade of pills couldn't be stored in his storage ring in time.

His senses and brain were burning, and he had completely lost control of himself and his ability to perceive his surroundings, leaving only a limited sensitivity due to his undeveloped soul. Both of them, their faces flushed and bodies burning, were insulated from the intense heat by their clothes, causing them to frantically tear off their garments. Xiao Yan even removed his ring, leaving them completely naked.

Suddenly, in an unintentional touch, a yin-yang energy emanated from each other. Lost in their senses, they were still in a dark, unfathomable world, completely unaware that they were facing a man and woman in a hostile relationship, only wanting to exploit the yin-yang energy emanating from them.

Two bodies intertwined, hands and feet gripping each other tightly. Unconsciously, Xiao Yan's large penis forcefully thrust into Nalan Yanran's vagina. There was no pain, no pleasure, no passion, only the continuous "slap slap slap" sounds of hips colliding. Xiao Yan unconsciously repeated the powerful thrusting of his lower body against Nalan Yanran's pert buttocks.

The two were entwined passionately without any sign of fatigue. The next day, the heat emanating from their bodies gathered and rose into a misty Tai Chi pattern. Within the Tai Chi diagram, the Yin and Yang fish rotated with the frequency of the thrusting, representing the exchange of Yin and Yang energies. The yin and yang fish within the Tai Chi diagram are black and white, the male being black and the female white. Several times a day, the yin and yang fish stop rotating. This is because Xiao Yan stops thrusting after ejaculating. The semen is absorbed by the female body and then transforms into black and white energies. The black energy, like the male fish, swims back into Xiao Yan's body, becoming part of the large black fish again. The white energy remains in Nalan Yanran's body, naturally becoming part of the large white fish again. This cycle continues endlessly, like the natural law of the universe's cyclical movement.

Yao Lao appeared, using his Dou Qi to push the Bigu Pill into their mouths. The Bigu Pill evaporated and was absorbed rapidly, as if roasted by fire. Yao Lao shook his head and said, "Although devouring the strange fire is extremely difficult, preparation is also important. Without me this time, you only knew how to work hard; you either starved to death from exhaustion or were burned to death by the backlash of the strange fire. One more day of hard work, time to refine medicine."

As Yao Lao disappeared, the yin and yang fish within the Tai Chi diagram began to rotate again.

By the fourth day, the yin and yang fish within the Tai Chi diagram had stopped rotating. Yao Lao, his eyes wide, observed the changes in the diagram. The originally distinct black and white yin and yang fish gradually faded and blurred, eventually disappearing into a hollow circle. "Wuji? Completed?"

Looking at the two naked figures still in a dazed state, Yao Lao sighed, "I apologize on behalf of Yan'er, little girl Nalan. It's best to handle this situation calmly. It's all just fate playing tricks on us!" He lifted Xiao Yan, forced a coat on him, and left behind a set of women's clothing before departing.

When Xiao Yan regained consciousness, he heard Yao Lao mention that after successfully absorbing the Yin-Yang Reversal Flame, not only had his Burning Technique reached the advanced Yellow Rank, but he had also unexpectedly gained the ability of Yin-Yang Eyes—similar to an ancient clan secret technique. As the ability increased, he could learn more about his opponent's background. Just as he was overjoyed, another piece of news from Yao Lao severely impacted him.

Xiao Yu, who managed Xiao Yan's daily affairs, naturally knew he had been missing for three days, and publicly claimed he was too devastated by the annulment of their engagement to go out. However, since Xiao Yan's return, he hadn't even left his room for seven consecutive days. When Xiao Yu brought him food, he wasn't practicing his martial arts, nor was he engaging in any lewd activities under the cover of mist on the bed as before; he just sat there with a bitter expression.

Strangely enough, starting from the fifth day after Nalan Yanran's arrival at the Xiao family to annul the engagement—a day after Xiao Yan's return—Xiao Yu saw Nalan Yanran appear outside Xiao Yan's room looking utterly lost. Sensing something was wrong, Xiao Yu quickly pulled Nalan Yanran into her room to ask what was wrong. She sat silently, looking towards Xiao Yan's room.

Nalan Yanran seemed to have lost the spoiled princess attitude she had when she first arrived at the Xiao family. Knowing that Xiao Yan was someone Xiao Yu had cared for since childhood, acting as both mother and sister, she would quietly thank her when food or water was brought to her, and would eat if offered food. He would drink water whenever he was offered it, and occasionally ask, "Has he come out yet?" "Is he asleep?" Sometimes Xiao Yu would even hear Nalan Yanran muttering to herself, "Should I kill him?"

Nalan Yanran stayed for six whole days before leaving, asking Xiao Yu to tell him, "I'm leaving. He can come out now. See you at Yunlan Sect in three years."

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Chapter Nine Borrowing Money

Upon hearing Xiao Yu's message about Nalan Yanran, Xiao Yan's face, which had been filled with worry for days, instantly turned to joy. He had been racking his brains these past few days trying to figure out how to get rid of Nalan Yanran's resentment, but unexpectedly, things had ended so simply.

Yao Lao appeared and snorted, "It seems you still haven't grasped the situation. The family, sect, and even her own strength behind this young girl—any one of them could easily eliminate you. Besides, you have the agreement with the Yunlan Sect three years later. At that time, she could openly kill you. Even if she doesn't do it herself, perhaps after this matter spreads, those angry suitors will hunt you down relentlessly, allowing her to gain access to the resources of the Nalan family, the Yunlan Sect, and Nalan Yanran's future as a powerful Dou Qi expert. You really have no sense of crisis."

Yao Lao's gaze was as cold as if he were pronouncing a death sentence to Xiao Yan, causing Xiao Yan to relive the gloom of the past few days, and he kept rubbing his hands together.

"However, in the Dou Qi Continent, the strong always call the shots. As long as you become stronger, no one will dare to touch you; they might even come to curry favor with you." Yao Lao patted the terrified Xiao Yan, then took out a piece of paper. "With a highly skilled master like me here, are you afraid you can't catch up and become a strong person? Here, prepare according to this. From now on, you'll be cultivating both Dou Qi and alchemy. It might be a bit tough, but if you want to save your life, this is the only way."

"Three complete Purple Leaf Orchids? Two Bone Cleansing Flowers? One Level 1 Wood-type Magic Core?" Seeing the medicinal herbs listed on the paper made Xiao Yan dizzy. He took a deep breath and said, "Teacher, in the past three years, I don't know if it's because of my mother's talent for alchemy, but I've become quite interested in the pharmacopoeia she left me—the Compendium of Materia Medica—and have studied it diligently. I dare say that these few things combined are worth at least a thousand gold coins! I've saved up only four hundred gold coins in all these years. You're not joking, are you?"

"Remember, the basic principle of alchemists is that the materials for making elixirs must be provided by the user." The old alchemist said somewhat jokingly, "That's something you'll have to figure out yourself—borrow, steal, rob... uh, someone's coming, I'll go back to my ring."

Xiao Yu brought in a bowl of stew. She was talking about how Xiao Xun'er had been bothering her these past few days, asking about Xiao Yan's condition. Xiao Yan's eyes seemed pleading as he leaned closer and stammered, "Sister Yu, I..."

Seeing Xiao Yan's expression, Xiao Yu unconsciously crossed her arms over her chest, but then lowered them, her eyes filled with doubt as she watched his hands move further. Suddenly, she asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"Sister Yu, I... could I borrow some money from you?" Hearing Xiao Yan's reply, Xiao Yu chuckled. "I thought you were up to something bad again. I don't have much money myself, just four hundred gold coins. I'll get it for you when I get back to my room."

Xiao Yu had a keen business sense and a woman's meticulousness. She could always pinpoint problems in the monthly financial reports submitted by the various managers of the vast Xiao family business. This saved Xiao Zhan a lot of effort.

The Xiao family had worked very hard these past few years, constantly battling with the other two major families in Wutan City for market share. With the help of trusted figures like Xiao Yu, Xiao Zhan actually spent much more time in the various businesses than at home. This hard work was certainly rewarded; Xiao Yu received an extra four hundred gold coins each month, but all of it went towards Xiao Yan. For some reason, in recent years, Xiao Yan had always been exhausted, yet he always had nourishing medicinal soups to drink. The portion far exceeding the Xiao family's budget for Xiao Yan was all paid for by Xiao Yu herself.

During the few days Xiao Yan was frightened and hiding away by Nalan Yanran, Xiao Yu added ingredients to the soups she brought for several days. The apothecary, knowledgeable in pharmacology, noticed this and observed Xiao Yu for several days.

Of the three meals Xiao Yu prepared, one was for herself, one for Nalan Yanran, and the one for Xiao Yan. Before serving it to Xiao Yan, she would add a medicinal powder to the soup. The apothecary examined it closely and found it to be a third-grade nourishing powder. Then one day, Xiao Yu was seen alone refining medicine. The cost of the herbs was exorbitant, far beyond what ordinary people could afford, and the refining technique clearly indicated a third-grade or higher alchemist. Xiao Yu knew of Xiao Yan's feelings for him, but what aroused the old alchemist's suspicion was Xiao Yu's identity.

The astute Xiao Zhan knew this and felt sorry for her, but Xiao Yan didn't. The alchemist, knowledgeable in pharmacology, also knew, but Xiao Yu herself didn't know why she was doing this. The

old alchemist, seeing this from within his storage ring, couldn't help but come out and say, "You've borrowed all of your beautiful sister's money. How is she going to live? Go find your little beauty sister. This is just pocket change for her."

Xiao Yan looked puzzled... With

a light touch of her toes on the cliff, Xiao Xun'er, like a purple butterfly, gracefully leaped onto the mountaintop, her head slightly tilted, her gaze sweeping towards the boy on the edge of the cliff.

Looking at the young man, Xiao Xun'er was slightly taken aback. Although it had only been ten days since they last met, she felt that Xiao Yan seemed to have gained something compared to before…

When their eyes met amidst the swaying mountain wind, Xun'er finally realized what had changed in the young man—it was… fighting spirit!

Three years had passed. Xiao Xun'er remembered her first day at the Xiao family. The middle-aged man and Elder Binghe briefly described the Xiao family's situation and their arrangements for her. After the three entered the mourning hall, her first impression of Xiao Yan kneeling before his mother's coffin was that this twelve-year-old boy displayed a kind of unwavering determination that transformed grief into strength. His vulnerability, despair, and sorrow gnawed at her like a delicious delicacy, displaying an extraordinary fighting spirit beyond that of ordinary people. The brightest halo of the boy from the past seemed to have finally returned.

And this Xiao Yan was captivating to Xiao Xun'er.

"Early in the morning, I thought some goddess had descended from heaven. Looking closer, it's just my Xun'er." "The scenery here is beautiful, but it can't compare to the beauty beside me." "Purple suits you best. I wonder which young talent will be fortunate enough to receive the goddess's favor?"

As Xiao Yan spoke, he turned away as if embarrassed, took out a cheat sheet, and read aloud: "I have heard that the Xiao family has a daughter named Xun'er. Her form is graceful as a startled swan, lithe as a swimming dragon. She shines like autumn chrysanthemums, flourishes like spring pines. She seems like light clouds veiling the moon, drifting like swirling snow in the wind. From afar, she shines like the rising sun at dawn; up close, she glows like a lotus emerging from clear water. Her figure is perfectly proportioned, neither too slender nor too plump. Her shoulders are like those of a sculpted figure, her waist as slender as a silken thread." "Her neck was graceful, her skin fair and radiant. She needed no adornment, no makeup. Her hair was piled high like clouds, her eyebrows delicate and arched. Her lips were bright red, her teeth white and gleaming, her eyes bright and expressive, her dimples charming. Her beauty was exquisite, her demeanor serene and composed. Her gentle grace and captivating charm were evident in her words. Her attire was unique and unparalleled, perfectly matching her features. She wore a shimmering silk robe, adorned with jade and precious stones. Her headdress was made of gold and kingfisher feathers, her body adorned with pearls. She wore embroidered shoes for her travels, her light skirt trailing like mist. A faint fragrance of orchids wafted around her as she strolled leisurely in the mountain corner."

Xiao Xun'er was stunned. She didn't know Xiao Yan was reciting the masterpiece "Ode to the Goddess of the Luo River" from his previous life. Anyone could tell these lines were copied. She knew Xiao Yan wasn't good with words, especially with girls; such behavior must mean he wanted something, there was definitely something fishy going on. However, upon hearing Xiao Yan's words of praise, her bright, sparkling eyes blinked, and she smiled modestly, her delicate eyebrows curving into beautiful crescents, revealing the joy in her heart.

Xiao Yan turned around and his first words were, "Ahem, by the way, Xun'er… how much money do you have left?"

"Money?" Xiao Xun'er's bright, lively eyes stared at Xiao Yan's shifting, dark pupils, and she asked in surprise, "Does Brother Xiao Yan need money?" This was the first time Xiao Xun'er had seen her usually composed brother Xiao Yan appear so embarrassed.

"Xun'er, don't blame your brother Xiao Yan for these past three years. I was living in a daze during that time, but thankfully, you were there for me." Xiao Yan scratched his head awkwardly and said apologetically.

"The reason your brother Xiao Yan has been staying indoors for the past ten days is because he happened to save a high-level alchemist who was being chased by enemies. He promised to help me become an alchemist to repay his kindness. But to make medicine, you always need medicinal herbs, and the prescription he gave me is much more expensive than my savings. After thinking it over, I can only ask you for money." As Xiao Yan said this
, a tiny golden flame suddenly appeared in Xiao Xun'er's beautiful eyes, which were like autumn water, as she looked at Xiao Yan... She thought to herself, "A calm and composed heart, a composed gaze, that saying is true."

Xiao Xun'er flicked her finger, and a purple-gold card suddenly appeared between her slender fingers. Five different colored ripples flickered on the card.

In the Dou Qi Continent, only those with immense wealth and power are qualified to obtain a Five-Patterned Purple Gold Card, a symbol of status. In the Xiao family, only Xiao Zhan (Xiao Yan's father) and three elders possess such a card. Of course, some extraordinary forces also qualify. Overjoyed, Xiao Yan couldn't help but tightly grasp Xiao Xun'er's small hand, which trembled as he said, "Don't worry, I'll pay you back in full later." "

Come on, I'll take you to Wutan City to buy medicinal herbs—no, to buy my Xun'er delicious and useful things." Xiao Yan pulled Xiao Xun'er's small hand, his eyes fixed on it as if afraid the Five-Patterned Purple Gold Card would suddenly disappear.

"Tch~~ Brother Xiao Yan only thinks of me at times like this." This thought flashed through her mind, but Xiao Xun'er still smiled and was pulled along.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Chapter Ten: Absorbing Palm

Leading Xiao Xun'er, they turned several corners on the wide streets, finally entering a medium-sized market town located in the southern part of the city. There are several medium-sized markets like this in Wutan City, each controlled by one of the city's three major families. The market Xiao Yan came to was controlled by the Xiao family.

To say they controlled it was more accurate to say they maintained order and security. In return, mercenaries and merchants who set up stalls in the market had to pay commissions to the families. This was a long-standing rule in the Dou Qi Continent, and it was rare to see anyone causing trouble.

"Eh, isn't this Miss Xun'er? Hehe, I didn't expect to meet you here. What a coincidence!" Xun'er frowned slightly, looking towards the voice, and saw a crowd surging towards them. In the crowd, a richly dressed young man was surrounded like a star.

The young man was around twenty years old, quite handsome, but his face was somewhat pale. His eyes were burning with desire, fixed on the graceful young woman not far away, his gaze filled with undisguised lust.

"Young Master Galeo, if there's nothing else, please step aside. I have other matters to attend to." Xiao Xun'er pouted, her girlish voice still soft and sweet, but her youthful face remained indifferent as she spoke.

Xiao Yan glanced at Galeo and said calmly, "Young Master Galeo, your womanizing ways are known throughout Wutan City. Xun'er is my sister, and she's quite the focus of attention in the family. You don't want to become their imagined enemy, do you? Besides, the Xiao family and the Galeo family don't have a good relationship to begin with. I wonder why Young Master Galeo has come here?"

Having dismissed the annoying Galeo, Xiao Yan casually walked to a stall and asked about a light blue-gold bracelet. At the bracelet's joint, a green magic crystal, polished into a round bead, was pendant, its faint green light shining through, making the chain exquisitely beautiful. However, the price was not so beautiful; it cost four hundred gold coins, a price that made Xiao Yan want to leave immediately.

Xiao Xun'er's long eyelashes fluttered slightly as she looked at Xiao Yan with a cool expression. Xiao Yan sighed helplessly, touched his forehead, shrugged slightly, and reluctantly took out his money pouch. He reached out to grab the bracelet on the stall when Yao Lao's voice echoed in his mind, "Hey, that iron piece, it's a good thing..."

The black iron piece was very old, covered with rust and some unwashed yellow mud, looking like it had just been dug out of the ground. Xiao Yan pointed to the bracelet and the black iron plate and said, "Buy one get one free, I won't haggle with you."

He walked to his family's pharmacy, where the shopkeeper recognized him and greeted him. Xiao Yan took out the prescription given to him by the old medicine master. The shopkeeper said, "Alright, these three herbs together cost 1500 gold coins. We have four sets left. How many do you want, young master?"

Xiao Yan glanced at Xiao Xun'er, who had been playing with the bracelet the whole time, seemingly oblivious to everything else. While handing the five-patterned purple-gold card to the shopkeeper, he held out his palm, indicating four.

Xiao Yan was unaware that Xiao Xun'er was thinking, "Sigh... such a large sum of money, Elder Binghe's face must be very grim."

Inside Xiao Yan's room, Yao Lao examined the black iron piece for a moment before smiling and saying, "Absorption Palm: Low-level Xuan Rank! When refined to perfection, it can absorb a thousand-pound boulder." He then casually tossed the black iron piece aside, adding, "Not bad." In Yao Lao's heart, he had long since looked down on fighting techniques below the Earth Rank.

Xiao Yan was slightly pleased and quickly put away the black iron piece. The most profound fighting technique in his family was only mid-level Xuan Rank, and only the clan leader and a few elders were qualified to learn it.

The old apothecary scolded, "Look at you! A low-level Xuan-rank fighting technique has mesmerized like this? It's shameful... Also, what are you planning to do with those four portions of medicinal herbs
?"

Xiao Yan replied furtively, "This disciple is a novice in alchemy and has dull aptitude. I can't understand Master's miraculous alchemy techniques after just one viewing. If I watch them two, three, or four times, I'll eventually understand."

The old apothecary flicked Xiao Yan's forehead. "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. You want to use me to refine the other three portions of Foundation Establishment Elixir so you can sell them to pay off your debts, right?"

Xiao Yan said innocently, "Master knows all this, yet you still hit me."

"Alright, Yan'er, let's talk about serious matters! Come and sit down." The old alchemist gestured to the seat beside him, and after Xiao Yan sat down, he continued, "It's very common for alchemists to exchange their refined pills for money. They use them to exchange for cash, buy medicinal herbs, or barter for cultivation techniques or high-grade medicinal herbs of equal value. Sometimes, helping someone refine pills can even earn them a favor. But no matter what, you must never refine pills to deceive, seduce, or kill. Remember that."

Xiao Yan replied seriously, "Yes, teacher."

The old alchemist hummed in agreement and then said, "Don't move. Don't resist with your soul power. Let me properly assess your strength." He then extended his right hand and channeled his battle qi into Xiao Yan's crown. The gentle battle qi entered Xiao Yan's meridians, stimulating his body's automatic protective mechanisms to passively resist.

After a moment of contemplation, the old alchemist asked seriously, "Yan'er, what are your plans for the future?"

Xiao Yan gathered his thoughts and said, "Father asked me the same question, but told me not to answer. He said that after passing the family's coming-of-age ceremony at sixteen, he chose to become the heir to the Xiao family patriarch, traveling throughout the Jia Ma Empire to broaden his horizons, build connections, and observe business opportunities. But following Mother's path is also possible—apprenticeship, learning advanced fighting techniques, and increasing personal strength would greatly benefit the family's overall interests. After all, on the Dou Qi Continent, all organizations, regardless of their nature, need powerful fighters to protect them. So, whichever path I choose, he will support me." After taking a breath, he added, "No matter which path I choose, the Soul Palace has now revealed its ambitions; no organization can afford to remain complacent. Therefore, your disciple Xiao Yan will follow your teacher's arrangements and do my best."

Yao Lao smiled and said, "Your understanding is excellent. Our fates are now intertwined. For my sake and for your own, I want you to follow your mother's path of dual cultivation of fighting techniques and medicine, plus the 'penis,' making it a triple cultivation."

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