Breaking the Sky 30-38

Chapter Thirty: The Surprise Attack

. Following Xue Ni's instructions to contact his clansmen, Yao Lao indeed found a group of people at the designated gathering place outside the west side of the city. They bore numerous wounds, large and small, and though exhausted, they continued to patrol the area. The Spirit Clan people differed greatly in appearance from those on the Dou Qi Continent; each carried a headscarf to conceal their face.

Nearby, in a dilapidated house, four people were drinking and making merry. Although not far from Wutan City, the location was remote. To have a table full of fine wine and food, accompanied by several courtesans and served by servants, they certainly knew how to enjoy themselves.

After staring intently for a long while, Elder Yao, who was hidden in the distance, asked Elder Binghe beside him, "Can you handle these four? Leave the scout ahead to me. Make sure you take him out in one go and don't let my tracks slip by." Elder Binghe smiled bitterly and said, "These four are all experts at the Dou Zong level. They are renowned assassins among the Earth-rank elders of the Soul Hall. When the four of them move in and out together, their unique combined attack would even make a Dou Zun suffer. Yet you chose the weakest one. I don't think that scout is more than a Dou Wang."

Elder Binghe had been traveling around with Xiao Xun'er's father, a middle-aged man, for many years and was very familiar with the Soul Hall. Placing him by Xiao Xun'er's side was not only to teach her the clan's fighting techniques and protect her and the Xiao clan, but also to absorb knowledge about the Soul Hall.

Elder Yao shrugged, saying helplessly, "There's nothing I can do. I've only just recovered to the Dou Huang stage. These four are incredibly powerful, yet they act so relaxed and carefree. They're clearly waiting for the remaining members of the Spirit Clan to help them find the Holy Maiden. If we don't eliminate them, not only will the Holy Maiden be in danger, but they could easily wipe out the Xiao Clan in the future."

Although Elder Binghe thought the same thing, he still glared at Elder Yao and said, "Although I've already notified the Ancient Clan to send people to welcome the Spirit Clan, after dealing with these four, I'm afraid I'll need to recuperate for a while." "You should know this well. Alright, let's do it!"

Just as the four men were holding wine cups in one hand and their other hand had somehow wandered to the woman beside them, a sudden loud bang rang out. Sand and mud rained down, a hole appeared in the roof of a house, and a dark shadow flickered. A black object fell straight down—it was an old man dressed in black, wielding a long sword, rushing towards the four men's heads, shouting, "None of you will escape today!"

Hun Chengxin and Hun Chengguang shouted in unison, "Assassin!" Their fighting spirit surged, stunning the women and servants around them. Elder Binghe channeled his fighting spirit into his sword and flicked it. The four elders of the Soul Palace knew the sword held a secret. With their lives at stake, they unleashed their ultimate techniques, using Tiger Claw Hand, Dragon Claw Hand, Flower-Picking Capture Hand, and Dragon-Capturing Skill to seal the weak points of each man's skull in their counterattack, but they still couldn't stop the man's offensive. The four men, astonished, all thought to themselves, "Such a figure exists in this world!"

These four, Hun Chengxin, Hun Chengguang, Hun Chengguan, and Hun Chengtong, were half-brothers. Their fighting styles were similar
, and they had even practiced a formation requiring perfect understanding and coordination to work together seamlessly, making them comparable to Dou Sheng level experts. Even a Dou Sheng would have to dodge and avoid injury from a combined attack from four people; two fists are no match for four hands. Let alone eight hands working in perfect harmony.

The old man in black didn't linger. After deflecting their attacks, he channeled his energy into his sword and thrust it towards Hun Chengxin. The wall behind Hun Chengxin offered no further recourse. The other three leaped forward, but were forced back by the old man's sword. Then, the old man's fingers curled into claws, and Hun Chengxin's sinful life ended in flames. The remaining three were still in shock. It turned out the fatal blow was the Blood-Coagulating Divine Claw palm technique, aided by the Nine Netherworld Flame, which allowed him to kill a Dou Zong in one move. This person not only possessed profound Dou Qi but also knew that Hun Chengxin was the weakest among the four, making his move difficult. Although the formation was broken and its power greatly reduced, the remaining three were still greatly alarmed, but they quickly realized that only by resolutely fighting to the death could they have a chance of survival.

Hun Chengguang and the others already knew that the black-clad elder was Elder Binghe of the ancient clan. Although the Soul Palace had long known that the Xiao clan had such a powerful figure protecting them, their target this time was not the Xiao clan, but they were determined to obtain the Holy Maiden and the Holy Maiden's Sword. That's why they sent these four Earth-generation elders, who were said to be able to fight a Dou Sheng. Unexpectedly, they were still no match for him.

The death of the alchemist Liu Xi disrupted the entire business strategy of the Jia Lie family. The medicinal herbs, escorted back by a large convoy of seven or eight carts, were left idle in the warehouse due to the lack of an alchemist. Upon hearing this news, the guests at the welcoming banquet lost their appetite, let alone any credit for transporting the herbs. Elder Ge Ye of the Yunlan Sect, filled with regret, excused himself and left the next day.

Two months later, in all the markets of Wutan City, the Jialie family's presence was met with cries of disappointment and despair at not being able to buy the "Rejuvenation Powder," and the crowds were far fewer than before the trade war.

The alchemist Liu Xi was not only lecherous but also greedy. He attracted crowds with low prices for the "Rejuvenation Powder" in the first wave of the trade war, leaving extremely thin profits. Liu Xi pocketed half of it, and with his disappearance, the 200,000 gold coins vanished without a trace. There are now millions of gold coins worth of medicinal herbs stockpiled. The only family capable of consuming such a large quantity, the Mittel family, has, through Ya Fei, suspended all business dealings with the Jia Lie family on her behalf. This is tantamount to adding fuel to the fire. The Mittel family's stance is already very clear. Coupled with the Xiao family's resurgence, the Oba family has already chosen the wrong side in this speculative venture. If they continue to oppose the Xiao family, they will definitely create an even bigger enemy in the future. They can only follow the example of small forces in the business world, remaining neutral between the Jia Lie family and the Xiao family, and observing the situation
.

Once the payment deadline for the medicinal herbs arrived, the herb merchant, led by two scarred Grand Masters, stormed into the Jia Lie family's residence with great force, "politely" demanding that Jia Lie Bi pay off the 600,000 gold coins owed for the purchase of the medicinal herbs within two days.

Clan Chief Jialiebi searched high and low within the clan, managing to scrape together only a few hundred thousand gold coins. He had no choice but to swallow his pride and approach his close associates for a loan. While many would offer help when things were going well, those willing to lend a hand in times of need were few and far between. Seeing the Jialie family's current state of disarray, everyone refused without hesitation, practically kicking them out.

Returning to the clan with a gloomy expression, Jialiebi unleashed a furious tirade, then reluctantly made a decision that shocked everyone: sell the markets and medicinal herbs! Of the three medium-sized markets, the two in the best locations and with the most foot traffic, along with the medicinal herbs worth millions of gold coins—which would rot if stored too long—were being

auctioned off at low prices, yet attracting few buyers. Those who could afford hundreds of thousands of gold coins were shrewd as ghosts. Knowing the Mittel family's crucial position in this situation, potential buyers understood that Ya Fei's refusal to help was, in effect, helping the Xiao family. Everyone knew this, so how could Jia Liebi, who had been in the business world for so many years, not know? What Jia Liebi didn't know was that Ya Fei had such a good relationship with the Xiao family back then.

Young Master Jia Lie'ao, seeing the family's predicament, realized that the business war was something he and Liu Xi had strongly instigated, and that he had even personally recruited Liu Xi. His father, the patriarch Jia Liebi, was overwhelmed with worry but didn't utter a single word of blame. Jia Lie'ao then sought out the Second Elder, Jia Lie Nu, and his cronies to find the culprit behind this whole affair—Xiao Xun'er. They also had an inside source who said that Xiao Xun'er's master had been seriously injured and hadn't left the area since Master Liu Xi disappeared. They learned that Xiao Xun'er and Xiao Yan's training ground was in a secluded forest near the Xiao family cemetery
. His lust was rekindled, and he planned to teach Xiao Yan a lesson and then kidnap the fairy-like Xiao Xun'er to pamper her.

Unexpectedly, Jia Lie Nu, a three-star Grand Dou Master, and his group attacked Xiao Xun'er with the intention of kidnapping her, but she killed more than half of them on the spot
. On Xiao Yan's side, the group led by Jia Lie Ao was also beaten to a pulp. The masked Jia Lie Ao was beaten until his hands and feet were broken. Xiao Yan only stopped after he took off his mask. Jia Lie Bi, the clan chief, who arrived at the scene, glared at the two of them with hatred. He blamed Jia Lie Ao in his heart. If this matter were to spread, the crime of masked violence and attempted kidnapping would only make it more difficult for the Jia Lie family to gain a foothold in Wutan City in the future.

After this battle, Xiao Xun'er and Xiao Yan were amazed by each other's rapid progress in their Dou Qi strength. Since Elder Binghe was away recovering from his injuries, they didn't hide their affection for each other, though it wasn't particularly intimate. Xiao Yan only saw Xiao Xun'er as a younger sister; given her still-developing figure, he couldn't muster any interest in her. Of course, Yao Lao's presence, helping Elder Binghe keep an eye on Xiao Xun'er, was also a major factor.

Chapter Thirty-One: The Curtain Falls.

After Jia Lie'ao's outburst, Clan Chief Jia Liebi agreed to not pursue the matter in exchange for reconciliation with the Xiao family. Knowing the pressure of the Jia Lie family's decline to a second-rate power in Wutan City, he sold two medium-sized markets and a million worth of medicinal herbs to the Mittel Auction House at a 30% discount, finally getting rid of the debt collectors. Afterwards, in Wutan City, only the Oba family, primarily known for its underground casinos and brothels, could barely be considered on par with the Xiao family in terms of power.

In the banquet hall of the Xiao family's main hall, a table was laden with delicacies and fine wine. Xiao Zhan sat at the head of the table, Ya Fei as a guest, and Xiao Yan and three elders beside him. Originally, it was Yao Lao who had invited Ya Fei, but Yao Lao, who was completely covered up, claimed to have caught a slight cold before the banquet even began. He asked his disciple Xiao Yan to represent him in entertaining the guests. Seeing that Ya Fei had no objections, Xiao Zhan, the host, allowed Xiao Yan to take his seat.

Facing this woman in a red dress, whose every smile and gesture exuded mature charm, the five men present each harbored their own thoughts. Clan Chief Xiao Zhan looked at Ya Fei and said, "Miss Ya Fei and my deceased wife Xin'er each have their own strengths; she has more charm but less elegance." The older First Elder said, "I have cultivated for many years, how could I be bewitched? But this woman is indeed quite beautiful." The impulsive Second Elder said, "If this woman becomes my concubine, I must have sex with her three times every night." The timid Third Elder said, "She's truly a vixen. If no one were around, if we were in the middle of nowhere, if she were drunk, if… then I…"

Everyone's attention was drawn to Ya Fei, except for Xiao Yan, who sat upright, eyes fixed straight ahead, eating his food without a care in the world. At first glance, he appeared to be a virtuous gentleman, unmoved by temptation. But inwardly, Xiao Yan was suffering. The alluring fragrance emanating from Ya Fei beside him made him realize that just one more glance would ignite his lust and plunge him into an abyss of despair.

Ya Fei, accustomed to men's gazes, revealed a look of desire in her eyes. She glanced sideways at Xiao Yan, inwardly sneering, "Still pretending? Do you think I don't know what kind of person you are?"

Xiao Zhan withdrew his gaze and chuckled, "Miss Ya Fei's arrival truly brings honor to the Xiao family. However, since this trip is for cooperation, we should be frank and clear about things." Ya Fei smiled in response, "Of course."

Xiao Zhan continued, "Miss Ya Fei, you said you would hand over the two medium-sized markets of the Jia Lie family, which the Mittel Auction House acquired at a low price, to my Xiao family for management, and you would only receive 10% of the profits annually. The medicinal herbs would be given to Xiao Yan's master to refine into 'Rejuvenation Powder,' with profits split equally, right?"

Ya Fei maintained a charming smile on her beautiful face, her soft voice speaking... "Xiao Yan's master has been kind to me. He took the initiative to act as a middleman this time, so I have to repay this debt of gratitude. Otherwise, with the power of the Mittel family, they wouldn't even look at all the properties of the Jia Lie family."

Xiao Zhan, a businessman, said with a smile, "That's right. The Xiao family is fortunate to have Miss Ya Fei's favor. On behalf of the Xiao family, I would like to thank Miss Ya Fei in advance and wish for a smooth cooperation in the future." After a moment of contemplation, he added, "However, I have a question. I would like to ask Miss Ya Fei for guidance. Why has my son Xiao Yan become an unwelcome guest of the Mittel Auction House?"

Everyone present was also puzzled and looked at Xiao Yan. What had Xiao Yan done to deserve such treatment from the Mittel Auction House?

When Ya Fei heard that Xiao Yan was mentioned, her face showed a mixture of coquettishness and slight anger, a pitiful sight to behold. She raised her arm like a willow branch, her slender, boneless hand moving with a delicate, almost girlish grace, and gently flicked the chopsticks to the ground. She giggled and said to Xiao Zhan, "Please, esteemed young master, do me the trouble of picking up these chopsticks."

Xiao Yan, unwilling and helpless, could only obey his father's words and squatted down under the table to pick up the fallen chopsticks. Suddenly, Ya Fei opened her legs, and Xiao Yan's heart skipped a beat; his gaze was fixed on her. He saw the inside of her round, white thighs, her red panties barely concealed by a thin red thread, so thin that even the tiny opening of her vulva was barely visible. Her labia majora were barely visible, and her plump, tender mons pubis was raised, her pubic hair thick and bushy, creating a uniquely alluring scene.

Everyone present naturally knew that the impetuous young Xiao Yan had been peeking under Ya Fei's skirt for so long. The three elders exchanged knowing smiles; who hadn't been young? Especially when the person before them was a beautiful woman with a delicate figure. Xiao Zhan looked embarrassed, thinking, "Yan'er has grown up and started to be interested in women. Fortunately, Miss Ya Fei only considered Yan'er's behavior separately and didn't take it out on the Xiao family."

After leaving the banquet, Yao Lao went to Elder Binghe's residence and saw him sitting at the stone table in the courtyard making tea. He laughed and said, "You old codger, you're much better now!" Elder Binghe replied with a wry smile, "Old Yao, did you already know that I had advanced to the One-Star Dou Sheng level, so you sent me to deal with those four brothers alone?"

Since Elder Binghe and Yao Lao joined forces to raid the Soul Hall assassin group two months ago, the two had become much closer, teasing each other with "old codger" and "old Yao." One could fight four people alone and survive, the other was a master alchemist, the head of all alchemists, let's just call him the "Alchemist Head."

The old alchemist patted Elder Binghe on the shoulder and laughed, "With my high-grade elixirs, dying is a difficult thing." What could Elder Binghe say? He could only laugh along.

The old alchemist inquired about the recent situation of the Spirit Clan, and Elder Binghe replied, "After Xue Ni returned to the Ancient Realm, she married Arthur. After a month of rest, the Knights of the Round Table also reported to the clan leader that they would be going out to disperse and settle the remaining members of the Spirit Clan, pending further developments. Upon hearing the news, the inner guard maids, including Ni Miao, Nini Annie, Niwei An, Nimu Wei, and Gui Niwei'er, also returned to their posts. This is good news."

Elder Binghe glared at the old alchemist and said, "As for the bad news, it's all related to you." The old alchemist squinted and chuckled dryly.

Elder Binghe peered around, then said softly, "Old Yao, the clan leader instructed me to tell you that the Ancient Clan is too far away to effectively deal with the Xiao Clan. Their attention is currently focused on the Ancient, Flame, Thunder, and Stone Clans. He wants you to proceed according to the plan. Also, the power struggles behind that little girl are too complex. The Ancient Clan shouldn't cause any more trouble right now, so I'll leave her to you. Just make sure she's not captured by the Soul Clan again; her strength will only increase the Soul Palace's power."

Elder Yao stroked his beard and paused for a long time before saying, "I don't have any specific plans for that little girl. For now, she'll stay..." "It's still safe under our noses. Perhaps it's not a bad thing for her to return to the power behind her. I always have a feeling that she will be of some help to Xiao Yan in the future, but it's hard to say. Sigh, we should just do our best."

Elder Binghe was taking a sip of tea when he was provoked by Yao Lao's words and spat out his tea. "You old geezer, you are the second person I, Yao Chen, can call a friend."

Although this should be considered an honor, Elder Binghe felt uneasy. He wondered what this old Yao Lao was up to now. He stared in disbelief as Yao Lao smiled at him with ill intent and exclaimed, "I really regret knowing you, my friend."

Inside Xiao Yan's room,

Xiao Yan cursed inwardly, "Damn it! I've been tricked by that vixen again." He lay on the bed, trying to close his eyes and calm down, but his mind was filled with the alluring sight of Ya Fei's skirt. Just as Xiao Yan was restless, the door was suddenly pushed open gently. A pretty figure quietly entered, but upon seeing Xiao Yan sitting on the bed, she was slightly startled and quickly bowed to him, saying timidly, "Young Master Xiao Yan, have you returned from the banquet?"

The girl who entered didn't seem very old, perhaps even a little younger than Xiao Yan. She wore an elegant light green outfit, and although petite, she possessed a surprisingly mature air, though she appeared slightly naive. Her delicate, oval face was like that of a beautiful porcelain doll, and her timid demeanor, like that of a frightened little rabbit, evoked a sense of pity in one's heart.

Seeing Xiao Yan nod, the cute girl stood nervously by the bed and whispered, "Young Master Xiao Yan, I... I'll help you wash up, shall I?" She gently placed the basin of water on the wooden shelf outside the bed.

"Hehe, no need, I'll do it myself." Smiling and shaking his head, Xiao Yan got off the bed and went to the shelf. After a quick wash, he glanced at the girl's nervous expression and couldn't help but admire her, thinking, "What an adorable little girl." A sudden thought crossed his mind, and he instructed her to fetch water for a bath.

The little girl had bluish-green snake scales growing on her snow-white wrists, so Xiao Yan named her Qinglin (Green Scales). It was after Elder Binghe dealt with the four elders of the Soul Hall that one of his servants informed him that a little girl was being held in a secret room, and he was responsible for her meals. The Soul Hall wouldn't arrest people without reason, so Elder Binghe and Yao Lao went to investigate and discovered that the little girl's physique was extraordinary, destined for greatness.

Xiao Yan leaned softly against the edge of the wooden basin, Qinglin attending to his changing. Xiao Yan's gaze suddenly fell on the girl's incredibly slender waist. For some reason, he felt that the way her delicate waist swayed had a strange allure… like… like a beautiful snake seductively twisting its waist.

For some reason, this image reminded Xiao Yan of Ya Fei, who was similarly beautiful, and he called for Qinglin to come closer. As Qing Lin approached the wooden basin, Xiao Yan stood up, his nearly nine-inch-long penis surging like a raging dragon towards Qing Lin's childish mouth. Qing Lin jerked, her small hand, less than a third the length of the shaft, slapping it away. But the wooden mallet, like a bell-ringing mallet, instantly bounced back, striking Qing Lin's face, making her cry out in pain.

Qing Lin covered her cheek and said angrily, "Young Master Xiao Yan, I'm only twelve years old! What are you thinking?" Xiao Yan laughed heartily, the gloom from being teased by Ya Fei dispelled.

Chapter Thirty-Two: Battle Master

Time flows like water, always slipping away unnoticed.

Nearly a year of arduous training had shed some of Xiao Yan's childishness. His delicate face now possessed a strange fortitude. The long hours of physical training had also made Xiao Yan's physique strong and robust. Dressed in a black shirt, he could indeed be considered a handsome young man.

Xiao Xun'er had grown even more graceful and elegant. Her refreshing light purple attire perfectly accentuated her budding figure, the clothes barely concealing her pert breasts. Though somewhat immature, they still proudly exuded the allure of youth. A purple sash casually tied around her slender waist, fluttering in the breeze.

During this period, Xiao Yan practiced martial arts with Xiao Xun'er and Qing Lin in the small forest near the Xiao family cemetery in the mornings. Yao Lao instructed Xiao Yan and Qing Lin, while Elder Binghe still took Xiao Xun'er aside for individual instruction, but he no longer warned Xiao Yan about the taboo of secretly learning martial arts. Yao Lao needed a long time to meditate, and during the half hour he was out of the black ring, besides instructing Xiao Yan and Qing Lin, he would chat with Elder Binghe for a while.

He was becoming increasingly adept at combining the Absorbing Palm and the Flaming Palm techniques. Although these weren't considered powerful techniques, they were easy to learn and master.

Xiao Yan had begun to grasp the basics of the Flame-Splitting Wave Sword Technique, achieving some minor success. He needed to elevate his Dou Qi level to unleash its full power. The Black Iron Sword, Snow Heavy Shame, was mistakenly called the Mysterious Heavy Ruler by Qing Lin, and since its original name sounded rather unpleasant, it was renamed as a matter of course. Xiao Yan knew in his heart the significance and responsibility that the Snow Heavy Shame Sword represented to him.

As for the Mysterious Heavy Ruler's strange fire, the Wind Fury Dragon Flame, the backlash consequences had been witnessed on Hercules—it could go berserk and burn down towns. Therefore, only absolute strength could guarantee against the backlash.

The Eight Extremes Collapse, a powerful close-combat technique, was Xiao Yan's main weapon at this stage, and it could unleash attack power beyond his level.

In the small forest, two figures suddenly moved in opposite directions, their palms clashing, creating waves of gentle wind that sent nearby withered leaves flying everywhere.

Xiao Yan's running figure suddenly stopped, halting abruptly about a meter away from Xiao Xun'er. The transition between extreme motion and stillness was perfect, without the slightest sense of abruptness. Then, Xiao Yan's right foot touched the ground, his body spinning violently, his left leg drawing a powerful arc in the air before whipping towards Xun'er with a slightly piercing whistling sound. Watching

Xiao Yan's fierce attack, Xun'er lightly touched her delicate chin. Her fair hand formed a small semi-circle in front of her, a pale golden light suddenly radiating from her palm. Her hand then formed a strange semi-circle, and without hesitation, it slammed heavily into Xiao Yan's left leg.

"Bang!"

Leg and hand collided with a muffled thud, exploding out of thin air. The fallen leaves on the ground were swept away, flying everywhere. A kick and a punch clashed in mid-air for a moment before both figures retreated hastily.

Xiao Yan licked his lips and asked with delight, "Being able to withstand the powerful force of the Eight Extremes Collapse isn't rare, but being able to use that force against you is rare. What is this fighting technique?"

"A high-level Xuan-rank fighting technique: Swallow Counterattack... When refined to a high level, it can reflect the opponent's attack back. I'm still in the initial stage, so I can only reflect about one level of power. Want to learn? I'll teach you!" Xun'er said with a smile.

Xiao Yan looked towards Elder Binghe, and the two exchanged glances. This old man was quite shrewd; at this moment, he seemed to know exactly what Xiao Yan was thinking. Looking at the somewhat helpless Xiao Yan, Xiao Xun'er smiled gently, her lotus-like steps lightly moving to wipe away the sweat from his body. She softly comforted him, "Brother Xiao Yan, don't be impatient. When the time comes, things will naturally fall into place..."

The girl's gentle, coquettish voice instantly cooled the sweltering air in the small forest.

Xiao Yan spent the afternoon in his room, repeatedly refining the second-grade medicinal pill 'Rejuvenation Powder,' gradually gaining control over the beast fire, the Purple Flame, within his body. He occasionally attempted to refine third-grade medicinal pills, achieving a success rate of about 40%. However, Qing Lin knew nothing about alchemy and could only help with chores and packaging.

Even the lowest-grade storage rings cost seventy to eighty thousand gold coins each. Surprisingly, a low-grade storage ring he had taken from the alchemist Liu Xi contained two hundred thousand gold coins, but Yao Lao had used it to buy medicinal herbs. This storage ring was given to Qing Lin as a gift from brother to sister. What Yao Lao didn't know was that Xiao Yan still carried a low-level storage ring given to him by Xiao Xun'er,

belonging to the alchemist Liu Xi. Inside were numerous high-grade aphrodisiacs and incense, including several fourth-grade medicinal pills that even a Dou Huang expert might find irresistible—"I Love a Piece of Wood." Xiao Mei didn't cause any more trouble. The night she set fire to Xiao Yan's room, her sword was back in its place. She hadn't even noticed Xiao Yan sneaking into her room twice. If she provoked him again, that little rascal was capable of even more outrageous things.

Ya Fei left the Mittel Auction House and returned to the Mittel family headquarters. Consequently, Xiao Yan became an unwelcome member of the Mittel family throughout the entire Jia Ma Empire, signifying Ya Fei's increased influence within the Mittel family. This made Xiao Zhanmeng shake his head. Just how much disrespect had Yan'er done to Miss Ya Fei to make her so resentful?

As the driving force behind Xiao Yan's long-term goals, Nalan Yanran, who reached the peak of the Dou Shi level at the young age of fifteen, is said to have already reached the peak of the Da Dou Shi level in less than a year of seclusion after returning to the Yunlan Sect. Xiao Yan is astonished; how did she cultivate? The Yunlan Sect agreement has only two years left. When the time is up, Xiao Yan has only two choices: either be publicly humiliated and beaten to death by Nalan Yanran, or commit suicide to preserve his dignity.

On the Dou Qi Continent, the Dou Zhe ranking system is as follows: Dou Qi, Dou Zhe, Dou Shi, Da Dou Shi, Dou Ling, Dou Wang, Dou Huang, Dou Zong, Dou Zun, (Half-Saint) Dou Sheng, Dou Di. Except for the Dou Qi stage, which relies on one's own talent and effort and cannot be aided by external forces, other stages can be improved through external means such as the Yin-Yang cultivation method, medicinal pills, magic treasures, Qi transfer, and, in very rare cases, the absorption of strange fire.

If we take the level of a Dou Zhe (Dou Zhe) to Dou Shi (Dou Shi) as a basic unit (one to nine stars), then to reach Da Dou Shi, it requires twice that, making it eighteen times the required level. To reach Dou Ling, it requires twice that, making it thirty-six times the required level. To reach Dou Wang, it requires twice that, making it seventy-two times the required level. This principle only applies to those below Dou Huang. Reaching the Dou Huang level is not something that can be achieved through arduous training or external assistance. Regardless of aptitude or effort, without the right opportunity, one will remain at the Dou Wang level for life

. Advancing to Dou Huang also signifies the qualification to be a regional hegemon, the head of a sect, the leader of a family, or the pillar of a nation.

Each multiple can also be considered a measure of difficulty. A Dou Zhe of average aptitude might need a year of Qi cultivation, while those with exceptional aptitude can shorten the time. However, regardless of the training method, advancement requires an opportunity. This opportunity is a combination of one's inner comprehension and physical constitution, coupled with a chance encounter under certain external conditions, making a breakthrough and advancement possible. The fact that someone like Nalan Yanran could cultivate quickly and advance smoothly is truly terrifying.

Even with the aid of consuming elixirs, powerful magic weapons, advanced cultivation techniques to replenish yin and yang, sacrificing lifespan to transfer power and qi, and even possibly absorbing a strange fire, Nalan Yanran might improve by a factor of two in a month. But how do you explain the remaining sixfold improvement? While pondering this question,

Xiao Yan didn't realize he himself was violating this principle of multiplication. He asked Yao Lao about this, and Yao Lao replied, "I don't know. If you don't want to die, practice more. You'll be stronger than her in the future." This was because Xiao Yan had progressed from the third stage of Dou Qi within the past year, nearing the threshold of the Dou Shi level required to cultivate the Purple Cloud Wings. Hearing of Nalan Yanran's terrifying growth, and adopting the tactic of "running away if you can't win," Xiao Yan worked exceptionally hard when learning the Purple Cloud Wings.

Within seven months of Xiao Yan's advancement to Dou Zhe, he gained two stars through self-training, two stars through Hercules' selfless transfer of power and energy, three stars with Xue Ni's help with the Yin-Yang Reversal Flame, and two stars with Ya Fei's month and a half of Yin-Yang harmonization.

The Sword Realm extended the Black Iron Sword's suppressive power on Dou Qi to the entire space, preventing Hercules, weakened by the backlash of the Strange Flame, from unleashing his full Dou Qi power. This allowed Vivian to use her water-attribute soul power to repeatedly weaken the Strange Flame's intensity, ultimately leading to Hercules's return. However, with the Strange Flame's tempering, Hercules's soul still slightly increased his Dou Qi. As a condemned man, and since Vivian couldn't escape either, he didn't want to rely on the Strange Flame's power to leave the Sword Realm and return to reality.

Furthermore, the Yin-Yang Reversal Flame only significantly increases Dou Qi when one is conscious; Ya Fei, in her unconscious state, only experienced a one-stage increase in Dou Qi.

In the morning, in the small forest,

Xiao Yan pointed to a pair of dark eagle wings in front of him and said to Xiao Xun'er, "I, Xiao Yan, have lofty ambitions, just like an eagle soaring in the sky and a tiger roaring in the mountains. One day I will become a top expert on the Dou Qi Continent
."

Xiao Xun'er held her face in her hands, her eyes as if she were watching the birth of a hero. She would believe whatever her brother Xiao Yan said. Two people clearly didn't believe it. Elder Binghe suddenly said, "Flying is also the best guarantee for escaping." Qinglin also shook his head, thinking, "Has Young Master Xiao Yan been provoked by that Miss Nalan? It's just a martial arts competition, why make it seem like a life-or-death situation?"

Yao Lao smiled faintly, "The Purple Cloud Eagle was a ferocious and powerful fifth-order magical beast in its lifetime, and the Purple Cloud Eagle's soul remaining in its wings is also like that. It might attack cultivators. If you can withstand its soul attack, then you can continue cultivating. Otherwise, I advise you to give up this idea."

Hearing this, Xiao Yan nodded slightly, then gritted his teeth and finally made up his mind to slowly extend his palm. Not long after touching the wings, a wisp of violent eagle soul from within the wings suddenly let out a sharp cry that made the soul tremble. The cry passed through Xiao Yan's arm like an ice drill, relentlessly impacting his head. Upon first being attacked from the soul, Xiao Yan trembled violently, his face paling slightly.

"Stabilize your mind, guard your consciousness, and let it attack!" Yao Lao's shout rang in his ears.

Gritting his teeth, Xiao Yan nodded, his soul perception forming several protective rings around his head, finally managing to withstand the piercing scream that seemed to penetrate his very soul.

This battle of souls lasted for over ten minutes before finally ending with the Purple Cloud Eagle's defeat. In terms of strength, although Xiao Yan was far inferior to a fifth-tier magical beast, after countless years of suppression, this Purple Cloud Eagle was now practically indistinguishable from a crippled wild beast.

As the savage emotions, like those of a wild beast, receded from his heart like a tidal wave, Xiao Yan's entire body went limp, his face pale and extremely exhausted. This kind of soul-to-soul clash consumed far more energy than a physical confrontation.

With a slight pout of her rosy lips, Xiao Xun'er gently helped the limp Xiao Yan to the ground. Her anxious eyes scanned him from head to toe, only to be surprised to find that he had fallen asleep sometime during the night. Shaking her head helplessly, Xiao Xun'er knew this intense battle had left him utterly exhausted. She wrinkled her delicate nose slightly, and a faint golden light danced slowly on her long, slender, white fingertips…

"Is he about to break through?" Sensing the rapidly surging energy around them, both Yao Lao and Elder Binghe, being experienced individuals
, shared the same thought. But Yao Lao was even more astonished by Xiao Xun'er, exclaiming, "Divine quality…" Before he could finish speaking, Elder Binghe pulled him away, also beckoning away Qing Lin, who looked completely bewildered and had no idea what Xiao Xun'er was doing.

Xiao Yan's body had practically become a black hole, continuously absorbing the frantically surging energy of heaven and earth. A portion of the primordial energy that surged into Xiao Yan's body was being refined and purified by his own beastly purple flames under the control of the Yin-Yang Reversal Heart Flame, transforming it into his own Dou Qi energy.

Under Xiao Xun'er's careful guidance with her pale golden light, the energy was repeatedly and slowly drawn into his body
, finally being completely refined into pure Dou Qi energy. At this moment, the mottled energy in the world seemed to form a dazzling, luminous energy curtain several feet around Xiao Yan.

Suddenly, the Dou Qi energy already formed within Xiao Yan's body began to spin rapidly. As the spinning intensified
, due to Xiao Yan's unconscious state and lack of conscious control, a fierce suction force developed unchecked, frantically drawing in external energy, surging into his body in large quantities. If this continued, he feared he would face the crisis of his meridians bursting. Even Yao Lao and Elder Binghe, who were some distance away, sensed this violent suction force.

As the pale golden light was repeatedly channeled into her, fine beads of sweat appeared on Xiao Xun'er's smooth forehead, and she bit her lip slightly. However, as Xiao Yan changed, her delicate face froze slightly. Xiao Xun'er needed to use the pale golden light in her hands to slow the rate at which the energy of heaven and earth entered her body. Without thinking, she opened Xiao Yan's mouth, lowered her head, and bit her lip to draw blood into his body. Xiao Xun'er felt her face flush and her whole body heat up
.

The suddenness of the event left Elder Binghe helpless. He could do the mouth-to-mouth part himself, even though he knew his blood would have no effect on Xiao Yan. Qing Lin, standing nearby, felt it was too unfair to their fairy sister. Yao Lao smiled wryly; Xiao Yan had just accumulated another emotional debt.

As if waking from a sweet dream, Xiao Yan slowly realized he was lying in a warm body. Was it Xiao Xun'er who had caught him before he fainted? Or was it the little loli Qing Lin who had served him? Being embraced by a beauty made it hard to get up.

Only Elder Binghe's voice was heard saying, "How much longer are you going to lie there?"

Elder Binghe then took over Xiao Xun'er's work, using the effects of Xiao Xun'er's blood to suppress the surging battle qi vortex, guiding it back into Xiao Yan's meridians.

Chapter Thirty-Three: Coming-of-Age Ceremony

For a family to maintain its longevity, the most important thing is to maintain vitality, and the source of vitality is the younger generation within the family. They are the family's fresh blood; only with a constant influx of fresh blood can the family's great machine keep running.

Therefore, the coming-of-age ceremony is a very important day for every family, and the Xiao family is no exception. As one of the major families in Wutan City, the Xiao family's coming-of-age ceremony naturally attracted the attention of various forces in the city, and some friendly forces even directly accepted the invitation to participate in the ceremony.

Xiao Yan's advancement to Dou Shi was completed in his sleep. This inexplicable and somewhat comical breakthrough left him both surprised and exasperated, prompting him to mutter, "Damn it!" in a wry smile.

In the training grounds where the coming-of-age ceremony was being held,

a young girl dressed in pale purple stood out against the gaudy makeup of the other girls taking the test. A gentle breeze blew, causing her long, flowing black hair to sway, and a purple sash around her slender waist accentuated her graceful figure.

Xiao Yan thought to himself, "This girl, if she grows up, she'll probably be even more alluring than Ya Fei of the Mittel family..." He said, "Thank you... Xun'er."

The girl's delicate face flushed slightly, her pearly teeth gently biting her tempting red lips. Her beautiful, clear eyes, filled with anticipation and a strange charm, gazed sweetly at Xiao Yan.

"Alright, time's up. Please, Clan Leader, speak," the First Elder said in a deep voice, interrupting the clamor of the crowd below.

Xiao Zhan nodded slightly, stood up, looked around the now quiet training ground, and said in a deep voice, "You are all the fresh blood of the family, and you should know how important today's test is for you. The test rules are: those who reach the seventh level of Dou Qi or above are considered qualified and can choose to continue their studies or train to become part of the guard unit. Otherwise, they are considered unqualified and will be assigned to various family businesses to help out. Here, I wish you all the best in passing the test!"

Continuing their studies means entering Canaan Academy or joining a sect. The academy and sect are somewhat different. Joining a sect means being subject to its restrictions, and your future actions will represent your sect. The academy is different
; after graduation, there will be no mandatory relationship between the two.

Cultivation techniques, fighting skills, and elixirs are the three most attractive things on the continent, and Canaan Academy possesses two of them. Therefore, in the minds of countless people on the continent, entering Canaan Academy is practically a guarantee of a bright future. Every student who successfully graduates from Canaan Academy will be sought after by various forces as a talent, their future seemingly limitless. However, its admission requirements are extremely strict: one must reach the eighth level of Dou Qi before the age of eighteen!

Canaan Academy is indeed a prestigious place for academic advancement, but many are expelled each year. At the entrance of Canaan Academy, the four large characters "Canaan Academy" are inscribed, with a smaller line next to them reading "Elite Center, No Trash Accepted." Those lacking talent have limited potential. Canaan Academy will help those who reach the peak of Dou Zhe within two years of enrollment to advance to Dou Shi. However, if one lacks the necessary opportunities and cannot reach the nine-star Dou Zhe level, Canaan Academy has no patience to let them linger.

However, this restriction does not apply if one is chosen by a mentor to become their personal disciple. This is a loophole Canaan Academy created for the wealthy and powerful. The children of rich families are often pampered or spoiled
, lacking talent and unwilling to endure hardship; all they want is a degree. For Canaan Academy, these individuals are one of its sources of funding. Moreover, regardless of how they graduated, everyone would have some sense of belonging to the academy. This subtle affection would motivate many to offer assistance to the academy within their means.

The Xiao family was a powerful clan, and naturally, they sent many students to the academy for further studies each year. Of course, there were also those who sponsored the academy. Among the VIP seats sat a young and beautiful instructor named Ruolin from Canaan Academy. She was there to select someone who could bypass the entrance exam three months later and directly take the spot reserved for the Xiao family.

Instructor Ruolin had asked the clan leader, Xiao Zhan, beforehand, and the answer she received was quite unexpected. Xiao Zhan recommended Xiao Yan, a good-for-nothing known throughout Wutan City. Instructor Ruolin thought to herself, "Hmph, recommending candidates is the clan leader's prerogative. Everyone looks out for themselves, and even if their own son is useless, they'll still try to promote him." But Xiao Zhan and Jia Liebi, the clan leader of the Jia Lie family who had lost his recommendation eligibility, both knew that Xiao Yan was absolutely qualified to enter Canaan Academy. Of course, Xiao Xun'er and the others who were training with him already knew this.

In the training ground stood a massive black testing stele. Only powerful families were qualified to possess such a stele, making it incredibly valuable. Beside the stele remained the same indifferent tester from a year ago.

Beside the testing magic stele, a middle-aged man glanced at the information displayed on it and announced it indifferently…

“Xiao Xun’er, six-star Dou Zhe, age fifteen.”

Xiao Yan knew Xiao Xun’er’s strength was more than that; perhaps her family possessed a technique or magic weapon that could suppress the expression of Dou Qi? Xiao Yan shook his head with a wry smile. Xiao Xun’er’s strength naturally surpassed his. It was Xiao Xun’er who first noticed his advancement to Dou Shi and then assisted him. How come the women he knew were all stronger than the last? Terrifying enough, but there was another terrifying and deadly one waiting for him—Nalan Yanran, a peak Great Dou Shi. His thoughts raced. Right, he had also offended Ya Fei, who was rumored to be a Dou Wang.

In the VIP section, Instructor Ruolin, who had just raised her pen to take notes, froze, her gentle face finally showing shock! She thought to herself, "Xiao Xun'er, with her ancient bloodline, truly has limitless potential." Instructor Ruolin was the vampire girl Elder Binghe had spared.

Xiao Xun'er's performance was enough to rank her among the top ten new students at Canaan's front academy. She had firmly secured her admission through exceptional means.

"Brother Xiao Yan, it's your turn." Looking at Xiao Yan's hazy eyes beside her, Xiao Xun'er helplessly pulled him back to his senses.

"Oh." Coming to his senses, Xiao Yan quickly wiped the cold sweat from his brow. His gaze shifted to the VIP seats, where his father, Xiao Zhan, smiled expectantly at him, while the beautiful instructor Ruolin sitting beside Xiao Zhan also smiled and stared at him.

Amidst the whispers of the crowd, who had been terrified by Xiao Xun'er's outstanding performance in Dou Qi, silence fell abruptly when Xiao Yan's name was announced. Everyone awaited the moment when the seemingly useless Xiao Yan would embarrass himself—one a celestial being descended to earth with profound magic, the other a useless Xiao Yan who only knew how to peek at Ya Fei's underwear.

Xiao Yan said, "Xun'er, you've been hiding too much." Xiao Xun'er pursed her lips and nodded her head with a charming smile. She added, "This trick isn't just for you; I know it too." With a smile, she walked casually towards the testing magic stone tablet.

Seeing Xiao Yan like this, the high-ranking members of the family on the high platform couldn't help but be somewhat surprised. Didn't this guy know that today's test would change his future path?

Beside the testing magic stone tablet, a middle-aged man glanced at the information displayed on the tablet and announced it indifferently...

"Xiao Yan, eighth level of Dou Qi, age sixteen."

As everyone discussed Xiao Yan's unexpectedly good performance in escaping the label of "trash," Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes, shrugged, and a faint arrogance appeared on his lips. He slowly clenched his outstretched hand, smiling faintly as he thought to himself, "From today onwards, the title of 'trash' will be returned to those who bestowed it upon me!"

Behind Xiao Yan was the Xuan Heavy Ruler, which resembled a black iron sword. With Yao Lao's intervention, he possessed Xiao Yan's body, suppressing the overflow of Dou Qi throughout his body with his soul power. Instructor Ruolin, seated in the VIP section, smiled gently, thinking to herself, "It seems the Xiao clan's bloodline power is indeed exhausted as the legends say. With the powerful figure behind Xiao Xun'er guiding her, it's understandable that she could advance from the third stage of Dou Qi to the eighth stage within four years."

Xiao Yan was summoned to the Xiao family's main hall by his father, Xiao Zhan. Instructor Ruolin, a guest, sat beside him. After a brief introduction, she told Xiao Yan to pack his things and depart for Canaan Academy a week later. She happily announced that she would accept him as her personal disciple, while Xiao Xun'er would enter through the regular entrance process three months later, but without examination. This was also part of Yao Lao's plan. He wasn't interested in the resources of Canaan Academy, but rather in the fact that the academy's inner courtyard possessed the strange fire, the Fallen Heart Flame.

After respectfully seeing Instructor Ruolin off, Xiao Zhan breathed a sigh of relief, having arranged his son's future. Looking at his son's smiling gaze, he nodded with satisfaction, picked up his teacup, and leaned back gently in his chair. Xiao Zhan asked, "Yan'er, are your teacher and the little girl Qinglin who accompanies you going too?"

Xiao Yan replied, "Father, my teacher will naturally come with me, but Qinglin will go with Xun'er, and after entering the academy, she will go with Elder Binghe." Xiao Zhan

asked Xiao Yan to come closer and whispered in his ear, "Alright, tomorrow you will go into the Dou Qi Pavilion to find a cultivation technique. Remember, the third path of the Fire Path, number four. This is the last time I can help you. After that, it will all depend on your own fate.
Be careful and cautious in everything you do while you are away."

Xiao Zhan patted Xiao Yan's head, looking at him with a strange expression, and said sternly, "Yan'er, I know you've grown up, and it's natural for you to be interested in women. Instructor Ruolin is also a young and beautiful woman. You must never peek at a woman's underwear again, or do anything indecent. Remember that."

"..."

Having finally shed his infamous reputation as a good-for-nothing, he was then branded a lewd slut. The title of the once-genius Xiao Yan had been forgotten, relegated to history.

Chapter Thirty-Four: Dou Qi Pavilion

. The plaque above the massive pavilion bore the three ancient-looking characters "Dou Qi Pavilion." Slightly yellowed,
the grooves on the plaque spoke of the vicissitudes of time. This pavilion was the most important place in the Xiao family's home. All the Dou Qi cultivation techniques collected by the family over hundreds of years were stored here, and these techniques were the guarantee of the Xiao family's current status.

"I've explained the rules for entering the Dou Qi Pavilion many times, so I won't repeat them here. In short, everyone must come out within two hours of entering. Also, each person can only take one Dou Qi technique that suits their own attribute; no more are allowed. If anyone tries to hoard a technique, they will be disqualified from obtaining one. So, you all need to be careful!" Standing on the high steps, Clan Chief Xiao Zhan surveyed the group of young men and women below with a stern gaze.

"Yes!" The young men and women responded excitedly, their eyes burning with desire as they looked at the massive pavilion. Obtaining a good Dou Qi technique would give them a head start over others. Since Xiao Yan wasn't particularly eager, he waited until everyone else had entered before being led away by Xiao Xun'er.

Watching the two enter the Dou Qi Pavilion side by side, Xiao Zhan stroked his chin and muttered to himself, "Sigh, these two have such a good relationship. Xun'er, that girl, not only has a good temper, but she's also beautiful, and her background is even more terrifying. She's so much better than Nalan Yanran. If Yan'er could have a wife like that, how wonderful that would be..." After saying that, Xiao Zhan shook his head self-deprecatingly. With his deceased wife as an example, how could the ancient clan agree to intermarriage with the Xiao clan? He couldn't help but feel helpless about his own wishful thinking.

While he was being self-deprecating, Xiao Zhan naturally didn't notice that after he said those words, Xiao Xun'er, who was about to step into the Dou Qi Pavilion, suddenly stiffened. Her delicate earlobes and fair face suddenly turned as red as the setting sun.

Stepping through the dark door, the light was slightly dim, and soft light emanated from the fire beads on the surrounding walls, illuminating the spacious pavilion in a deep and silent atmosphere. Upon entering the attic, several spacious passageways came into view. At the beginning of each passageway, large characters representing various attributes were engraved.

Xiao Yan's gaze swept over the passageways, finally stopping at the fire passageway on the left. He touched his nose, turned his head slightly, and saw Xiao Xun'er, her face slightly flushed with shyness. He was slightly taken aback and asked in surprise, "Xun'er, what's wrong?"

"Ah?!" Startled by Xiao Yan's voice, Xiao Xun'er's blush deepened. She felt embarrassed and forcefully shook off Xiao Yan's hand, which she had been holding. The young girl was already experiencing the stirrings of first love, while the young man was completely bewildered
.

Entering the fire passageway, however, revealed a completely different world. There were five smaller passageways, each with five thick, fiery red iron doors for both security and fire prevention
. All the iron doors were now open, and wooden doors in the passageways were shrouded in a faint red glow. The red light barrier was a defensive setup, but also the final test for the chosen ones. To obtain the cultivation technique within
, one had to break through the barrier.

Many clansmen were already on the path, their faces flushed as they fiercely struck the red light barrier in front of wooden doors. Occasionally, the sound of the barrier shattering echoed through the path, accompanied by cheers. Each time this happened, those still struggling couldn't help but show envy.

At number four on the third path of the Fire Path, Xiao Yan chuckled, "This must be it." The wooden sign read, "High-level Yellow Rank Cultivation Technique: Refining Fire!" "It's really not bad. This is the clan's top fire-attribute cultivation technique. Hehe, it seems Uncle Xiao has really gone to great lengths for Brother Xiao Yan." Behind him, Xun'er's smiling voice came. Xiao Yan smiled and nodded, a warm feeling welling up inside him.

There were still several clansmen in the alley. When they saw Xiao Yan stop at room number four, they were all taken aback. This room had the most solid defensive barrier on the alley. Many clansmen with considerable strength had tried to break in earlier, but they all suffered heavy losses here. Not only could they not break through the barrier of room number four, but after exhausting their fighting spirit, they couldn't even break through the other rooms, and ended up returning empty-handed.

Ignoring the surprised looks around him, Xiao Yan slowly touched the barrier with his palm, gathering his strength to prepare for an attack. At that moment, Yao Lao's voice suddenly rang in Xiao Yan's mind, "Wait, go to room number nine."

Xiao Yan and Xiao Xun'er stood in front of room number nine, where a wooden sign read, "Low-grade Yellow Rank Technique: Fire Combustion!" The gazes of everyone in the alleyway, who had been focused on how Xiao Yan would break through the high-grade Yellow Rank barrier, were suddenly deterred after seeing him touch the barrier. They turned to the low-grade Yellow Rank room number nine, and after a chorus of hisses, everyone began their efforts. In less than an hour, the third path of the Fire Path was deserted amidst cheers.

It seemed no one was interested in the low-grade Yellow Rank technique in room number nine. Those who could enter the Dou Qi Pavilion to choose techniques were all at least at the seventh level of Dou Qi. Breaking through the barrier of a mid-grade Yellow Rank technique wasn't difficult, and it was perfect for their current cultivation. As long as they didn't greedily try the rooms with mid-grade or higher Yellow Rank techniques, everyone could obtain a technique. It's too difficult. We can't let these beginners get discouraged and stifle the future of the Xiao Clan.

Xiao Yan and Xiao Xun'er stood there for an hour. Yao Lao appeared and said to them, "Yan'er, break the light barrier." Although Xiao Yan was a little puzzled, he did as his teacher instructed.

"Eight Extremes Collapse!"

He easily broke the light barrier. Xiao Yan then used his suction palm to obtain a red scroll suitable for fire attribute beginners. Yao Lao said again, "Put it away and go into the room."

When Xiao Yan and Xiao Xun'er entered the empty room, they found an invisible barrier in three-quarters of the way.
Yao Lao smiled and said, "Break it with all your might. The best things in the Dou Qi Pavilion are inside."

"Eight Extremes Collapse!"

With a cold shout in his heart, Xiao Yan used all his strength to smash his fist into the invisible light barrier. Instantly, ripples spread rapidly from the center of the light barrier like waves. Xiao Yan slowly exhaled, his arm suddenly trembling, his sleeves crackling, before quietly going limp.

A seemingly ancient and worn-out piece of jade was picked up by Yao Lao. "Hehe. Hmm, if I'm not mistaken, this jade storage device should be the work of the 'Burning Flame Valley' on the Dou Qi Continent. Only they are skilled in this jade storage technique
. Moreover, this jade piece, after being touched for a while, actually feels faintly hot; this is a mark of items made by the Burning Flame Valley." Yao Lao pointed to the mark on the jade piece and laughed.

"Burning Flame Valley? What's that?" Hearing this unfamiliar name, Xiao Yan was somewhat bewildered. As a novice who had never left the Jia Ma Empire, he naturally had never heard of such names.

"That's a force on the Dou Qi Continent. In terms of strength, they're probably no weaker than the Yunlan Sect. They are famous throughout the continent for cultivating fire-attribute techniques, specializing in a brutal, offensive approach, thus standing out on the continent." Yao Lao said calmly. "Let's go! Take it first." After saying that, Yao Lao disappeared into the black ring along with the jade piece.

"Sister Xun'er, why aren't you choosing?" Xiao Yan asked. Xiao Xun'er smiled and replied, "To be honest, I have no interest in anything below the high-level Xuan-grade cultivation technique. I'm only interested in your broken jade piece. Do you think you can beat me?" She playfully stuck out her tongue and continued, "Let's go!"

Looking at Xiao Xun'er's beautiful and delicate face and her lively little tongue, Xiao Yan's heart skipped a beat. He quickly led the way without looking to the side.

After leaving the fire path, Xiao Yan's eyebrows suddenly twitched. Not far from the two of them, Xiao Mei, dressed in a red dress, was anxiously pacing back and forth in front of a light screen, her pretty face flushed. Judging from her appearance, she seemed to want to obtain the cultivation technique inside, but she didn't have the ability to break through the light screen
.

Today, Xiao Mei wore a vibrant red dress. The slightly tight sash perfectly accentuated her slender waist, showcasing her alluring curves. At this moment, her pretty face, a blend of innocence and charm, was filled with anxiety. Her adorable, furrowed brows made the surrounding youths almost feel an urge to offer themselves to her.

Xiao Mei was in a terrible mood, practically burning with anxiety. Before entering the Dou Qi Pavilion today, her father had secretly given her a room number, specifically instructing her to obtain the cultivation technique inside. This was information he had painstakingly obtained from the Dou Qi arrangement personnel. He believed that if Xiao Mei could obtain this high-level Yellow Rank Wind Attribute technique, she would definitely gain a head start in Dou Qi cultivation.

However, although Xiao Mei's father had obtained the exact room number, he had overlooked the strength of the room's protective barrier. Since Xiao Mei found the place, she had been trying for over an hour, but still couldn't break it. Although other clansmen, coveting her beauty, wanted to help, this kind of barrier could only be broken by one person at a time. If more than two people joined, the barrier would become stronger, ultimately resulting in nothing.

Now, with two hours almost up, if she couldn't break the barrier, Xiao Mei would truly gain nothing. Thinking of the consequences of not having a fighting spirit technique, tears welled up in Xiao Mei's beautiful eyes, making her appear pitiful and endearing.

Her slightly misty gaze swept over the surrounding youths, and Xiao Mei gave a bitter smile, shaking her head. Her beautiful eyes suddenly paused. Twitching her delicate nose, Xiao Mei's despair subtly rekindled. Wiping away the tears that threatened to fall, she bit her red lips and looked pitifully at Xiao Yan as he approached, hoping he would help her. Squatting

on the ground, sobbing softly, Xiao Mei knew from the last incident that Xiao Yan couldn't resist her tears.

"Get out of the way," Xiao Yan said calmly, glancing at the pitiful Xiao Mei, thinking to himself, "She's figured out my weakness; I'll have to keep my distance from her from now on."

Under the curious and approving gazes of the crowd, Xiao Yan walked to the light screen, extended his palm, and exhaled softly.

His body remained still for a moment, then moved with lightning speed. Xiao Yan spun rapidly, his right leg whipping out, the trouser leg making a crackling sound as it cut through the air. "Bang!" His kick slammed into the light screen, ripples spreading rapidly before finally exploding with a bang to the astonishment of the crowd.

Xiao Yan walked past Xiao Mei with a smile, saying, "No need to thank me. Legs are meant to be used this way, you know, Mei'er?" He left Xiao Mei blushing, her face a mixture of coquettishness and slight anger.

Stepping out through the heavy gate, a dozen cold-faced guards stood firmly blocking the entrance. In the corner, an expressionless old man sat upright in a chair, holding a pen and a thick notebook. Xiao Yan had heard of the old man's reputation in the family—the cold-faced Xiao Han. Even his own father, this old fellow, never showed any mercy when speaking to him; his icy face seemed as if its muscles had stiffened.

Seeing Xiao Yan and Xiao Mei emerge, a figure slowly approached. Xiao Zhan, his gaze fixed on the gate, anxiously asked in a low voice, "How is it, Yan'er?"

On the cold-faced Xiao Zhan's table sat a crystal ball, which was not currently emitting any light. This was a protective measure of the Dou Qi Pavilion, capable of detecting the special ink bamboo used for all the cultivation scrolls within the pavilion. Clearly, neither Xiao Yan nor Xiao Xun'er had obtained any cultivation scrolls.

After examining the crystal ball, Xiao Zhan couldn't help but sigh, saying helplessly, "I forced you too much, Yan'er." He thought to himself, "Xun'er doesn't care for the declining Xiao Clan's cultivation techniques. As for Yan'er, I can only hope that Instructor Ruolin will teach her well."

Six days later, after entrusting Qing Lin to Xiao Xun'er, Xiao Yan held her in his arms, feeling the warmth of her body. Amidst their tender farewell, Xiao Yan said goodbye, "Parting is the beginning of reunion," and set off for Canaan Academy to report to Instructor Ruolin.

Elder Yao and Elder Binghe whispered to each other. Elder Yao asked, "Old man, are you sure that Instructor Ruolin is from the Blood Sect?" Seeing Elder Binghe nod confidently, Elder Yao chuckled inwardly. "I was still worrying about how to devour the strange fire, the Wind Fury Dragon Flame, and now another benefactor has come to my aid." Elder Binghe, seeing Elder Yao's mischievous smile again, felt a chill run down his spine.

Chapter Thirty-Five: Ruolin.

The outer court instructors of Canaan Academy are divided into seven departments: Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth, Wind, and Thunder, with approximately two hundred instructors
. The Water department is further divided into Water and Ice groups; the Earth department into Earth, Rock, and Sand groups; and the largest, the Fire department, into Alchemy and Fire groups. The Dark and Blood attributes are only taught as general education. Instructor Ruolin belongs to this category; although she is of the Water attribute, she is one of the very few instructors who understands Blood attribute knowledge.

Water-attribute battle qi is the gentlest type among battle qi classifications. In the absence of medicinal pills, it's the most suitable choice for healing, hence it's often referred to as a "living healing elixir." In many mercenary groups, members skilled in water-attribute techniques are indispensable, as only water and wood-attribute battle qi can buy sufficient healing time for a seriously injured comrade.

Admission to the Inner Academy is by selection, and alchemy is a highly sought-after department. Passing the examination and achieving the strength of a first-grade alchemist is enough to enter the Inner Academy; however, only a handful of students reach this standard each year. Those who graduate from the Inner Academy often become second-grade alchemists or higher, becoming highly sought-after by various factions.

Two and a half months before the entrance ceremony, the entire outer courtyard of the academy was on holiday, except for important facilities such as the library, cultivation technique pavilion, and department warehouses, which were guarded by instructors. Instructor Ruolin was in charge of the water system warehouse.

As Instructor Ruolin's personal disciple, Xiao Yan moved into a side room of her dormitory. Personal disciples were only bound by their direct instructors and academy elders, and did not have to live in a group like ordinary students. Whether or not to take the academy's regular assessments was up to them; whether or not to sleep until noon was up to them; whether or not to have their food and lodging served was up to them. The only thing they could not do was to run around and cause trouble.

On the first day, Xiao Yan went to Instructor Ruolin's boudoir to pay his respects.

It was a clean and elegant room. There was a soft, large bed against one wall, surrounded by a white curtain embroidered with flowers. There were not many cosmetics on the dressing table, and on a table in the middle of the room, a white jade porcelain vase held freshly picked flowers. The other side appeared more cluttered yet orderly. A long table was piled high with various textbooks and props, next to which stood a large bookcase with few empty spaces. A large desk was stacked with several books, along with piles of materials and exam papers, clearly indicating it was the study of an educator.

A delicate floral fragrance wafted from the room. A woman in green sat smiling in the center of the chair
, her beautiful face adorned with a gentle smile. Her eyes, gazing softly at Xiao Yan, were like a clear stream flowing gently through his heart, captivating him with her uniquely gentle and lively charm.

The woman appeared to be in her early thirties, her full and shapely figure exuding a mature elegance honed by time—a natural charm brimming with sensual beauty. In terms of appearance alone, this woman wouldn't be considered a stunning beauty, but she exuded a gentle and graceful aura. She possessed the soft, approachable charm of a teacher, yet also a haughty, knowledgeable pride that seemed to melt away like ice. Xiao Yan was truly amazed by her.

After this woman appeared, Xiao Yan felt like a delinquent student wanting to humiliate a teacher who only knew how to lecture, wanting to thoroughly shatter her purity and pride. His gaze had subtly become intense, and a strange emotion stirred within him as he looked at her.

"Xiao Yan, as your mentor, I need to know your aspirations after entering Canaan Academy so I can help you make adjustments." A woman's voice suddenly appeared, so gentle it was almost intoxicating. Even with Xiao Yan's composure, he was momentarily stunned by the softness, blurting out without thinking, "I want to be a teacher."

"Hmm, to work in education like me, nurturing talent for a hundred years—I support you." Mentor Ruolin blinked her long eyelashes
, replying encouragingly. She then extended her fair hand, gently touching Xiao Yan's arm. A faint, warm, aquamarine energy probed, flowing back along his arm. She then asked, "Xiao Yan, your constitution is fire and wood attributes. Do you want to become a Dou Zhe or an alchemist?" Xiao Yan's mind was still blank; without thinking, he blurted out, "I want to cultivate with you, mentor."

"Hmm, I cultivate both water and blood elements. Your ambition to cultivate both fighting and medicine elements is commendable, and I support you," Instructor Ruolin replied with a light laugh. So far, her conversation with Xiao Yan had been very constructive, but she still needed to confirm something before deciding on her next step. "

Finally, I'll do your freshman health check. I'll draw a little blood; I'll be gentle, don't be afraid, just bear with it." After a silver needle was inserted into his finger, Xiao Yan blew on it before removing it.

Watching Xiao Yan leave, Instructor Ruolin used the silver needle stained with Xiao Yan's blood to prick her own finger—a secret technique of the Blood Clan. Instantly, she felt her entire hand heat up. She was terrified. "The source energy in my blood is so rich! I heard that Xiao Yan could reach the Dou Zhe level at twelve, but due to lack of guidance and incorrect training, he regressed to Dou Qi, damaging his foundation. Even with that powerful figure, he was limited by it. It seems my sacrifice this time was worthwhile."

The next day, Xiao Yan went to Instructor Ruolin's boudoir to pay his respects.

Ruolin, who was engrossed in her desk, stretched when Xiao Yan entered, but felt a soreness in her back. Xiao Yan smiled sheepishly, scratched his head, and tentatively asked, "Um... I was thinking, perhaps I could give you a massage, Ruolin?"

"Xiao Yan, you know how to massage?" Slightly surprised, Ruolin gently asked, her eyebrows delicately arched. "I know a little bit. My older sister, who is knowledgeable in pharmacology, taught me at home." Xiao Yan wasn't lying; Xiao Yu had indeed taught him.

Ruolin gently rubbed her smooth forehead with her delicate hand, indeed feeling a bit of poor blood circulation. She said, "Xiao Yan, alright, I'll give it a try!"

On the third day, Xiao Yan entered Ruolin's room to pay his respects.

"Xiao Yan, after your massage yesterday, my shoulders feel much better. Could you massage my lower back? It's a bit sore and numb from sitting for so long," Ruolin said, swaying her shoulders. "It's cramped here. Let's go to the bed. Lie down, and it'll be easier for me to massage you," Xiao Yan replied.

"In bed? Alright then!" Ruolin's response was even more beautiful and charming with a smile on her pretty face, but also... there was a hint of eeriness.

On the fourth day, Xiao Yan went to pay his respects to his mentor, Ruolin, in her boudoir.

Upon entering, he saw Ruolin lying on the bed, dressed in a light robe with crimson lips, her makeup as radiant as a burning begonia. She said languidly, "Xiao Yan, I'm sore all over after tidying up the warehouse today. Could you give me a massage?"

It was all too obvious; she was clearly waiting for him to take the bait. Even so, Xiao Yan dutifully gave her a full-body massage, only occasionally daring to use his third hand to help. Before confirming Ruolin's feelings, he didn't want to risk the taboo between teacher and student. The massage, sometimes light, sometimes firm, was a pure, harmonious and comfortable experience.

How could Xiao Yan not know about his restless third hand? Throughout the process, a large bulge formed between his legs; a single touch could ignite a burning desire within him. But Ruolin, having been both a student and mentor at Canaan Academy, had been immersed in the ivory tower's simple and serious atmosphere for too long and didn't know how to seduce a man.

On the fifth day, Xiao Yan entered his mentor Ruolin's boudoir to pay his respects.

"Ah, Xiao Yan, I just finished exercising and sweated a bit. After showering, I'm only wearing a towel. Is that alright for a massage?" Seeing his mentor Ruolin's radiant beauty, like a lotus emerging from the water, with a few drops of water rolling on her fair and sexy collarbone, and a few more drops sliding into her cleavage as her breasts swayed like white jade plates, like a lily in full bloom, inviting bees to pluck its petals, Xiao Yan was practically bursting with desire. What was wrong with that?

When Xiao Yan massaged her thighs, he noticed that Ruolin, unlike before, opened her legs, revealing a deep, tender valley like a secluded secret realm, waiting for a destined traveler to discover this new world.

"Mentor Ruolin, there are a few acupoints deep in your thighs that are more effective at relieving soreness. Perhaps your permission is needed,
" Xiao Yan asked tentatively. Ruolin gave a barely audible "Mm."

Xiao Yan pushed up the bath towel, revealing half of his snow-white buttocks. His hands impatiently reached towards the tender, red valley, no longer massaging, but caressing and kneading.

Instructor Ruolin was filled with a mixture of shame and anger. If it weren't for her need to use a secret technique to seize source energy, she would have kicked Xiao Yan to death long ago. Suddenly, her body trembled. Xiao Yan's fingers lightly traced that secluded secret place. She let out a long breath and could only let him do as he pleased.

This was outrageous! This time, Xiao Yan's fingers had already lightly slipped into the tender, red valley. Instructor Ruolin knew the time was ripe. With a swift movement, she flipped over, the bath towel held in her jade-like hands, revealing a beautiful, mature, fair-skinned, and voluptuous woman naked
before Xiao Yan.

Instructor Ruolin's glance was a mixture of reproach and laughter, both charming and alluring, exuding a thousand kinds of charm. Xiao Yan saw that the beauty's jade-like cheeks also flushed red, as beautiful as peach blossoms. At this moment, Instructor Ruolin was heavily
made up, hardly resembling someone who had just removed her makeup and bathed. Her coquettish, alluring demeanor was accompanied by barely audible panting.

Xiao Yan's Dou Qi cultivation was only at the Dou Shi level, but his experience in bed was comparable to a Dou Huang. He quickly undressed and engaged in a passionate encounter, his body pressed against Instructor Ruolin's, his hands freely kneading her smooth, soft breasts. However, no matter what, Instructor Ruolin refused to let Xiao Yan penetrate her.

Xiao Yan knew this woman hadn't completely let her guard down around him, hadn't yet come to see him as her man. As the enormous penis attempted to breach her peach blossom path, Instructor Ruolin, head tilted back, stared wide-eyed at it. Having no concept of men, her
long-cultivated thirst for knowledge surged within her. Watching the nearly nine-inch-long behemoth, its veins bulging, its red glans trembling with fury, as the penis rubbed against her hot, moist vulva, the large, red glans gradually slipped in and disappeared.

The woman felt a tearing pain in her vagina, instantly spreading throughout her body and erupting. Her vagina spasmed incessantly, her body convulsing violently, her slender, beautiful, and alluring mature frame trembling slightly. Instructor Ruolin's head, tilted back, arched her back, colliding with Xiao Yan's head; now, the pain was intense both above and below.

Crystalline tears streamed from her beautiful eyes. As the pain subsided, an inexplicable desire surged within her, almost causing her to lose her composure. Clenching her teeth, she frantically focused her mind and activated the first form of the Water Mandala Secret Technique—the Body Mantra.

Bright red virgin blood flowed from her torn vaginal canal. Suddenly, a powerful suction force surged from inside Instructor Ruolin's vagina. The tender flesh walls forcefully sucked, seemingly deforming the large, thick penis, drawing it deeper and deeper, as if trying to swallow it whole and merge it into her body.

The cervix gripped the glans like a tight band, and streams of heat flowed down the penis into Xiao Yan's body, rapidly making his entire body burn. His blood churned violently, constantly draining his energy until it was completely drained.

Xiao Yan stared blankly at this scene, feeling that his death was imminent. The Yin-Yang Reversal Flame within his body was already circulating on its own, and without guidance, it could only hold onto the essence gate rather than the blood essence within. The fatal flaw was that, having been preemptively attacked, the Otherworldly Maiden Scripture was unable to resist.

Yao Lao, outside the house, already aware of Xiao Yan's critical situation, clapped his hands and laughed, muttering to himself, "This woman possesses such demonic techniques; she is indeed the best candidate to devour the strange fire, the Wind Fury Dragon Flame." With a wave of his Dou Qi, he shattered the Xuan Heavy Ruler through the window and brought it to Xiao Yan's hand. "Go
!"

A burst of firelight erupted from the Xuan Heavy Ruler, and the incredibly violent Wind Fury Dragon Flame spread like wildfire from the heavens, burning Xiao Yan's sword-wielding hand all the way to his entire body. The streams of heat from Instructor Ruolin were quickly burned and refined by the Wind Fury Dragon Flame into energy for Xiao Yan's own forces.

When Instructor Ruolin realized the situation had reversed, she saw that Xiao Yan's eyes were filled with terrifying flame illusions. The powerful sucking on the tender flesh was scalded by the hot penis and became weak. The tight ring around the cervix was like a wild beast that could not swallow its prey, which was spat out and returned to its closed state.

At this moment, Xiao Yan was in excruciating pain, struggling against the backlash of the strange fire, the Wind Fury Dragon Flame. He focused his mind, guarding his primordial unity, and activated the Burning Technique, slowly suppressing the flames throughout his meridians, bones, blood, and flesh, absorbing them bit by bit into his spiritual energy storage
. Meanwhile, the Wind Fury Dragon Flame relentlessly pounded and thrust, absorbing Instructor Ruolin's energy in a desperate resistance.

Instructor Ruolin's offense and defense shifted; the first move of the Water Mandala Secret Technique—the Body Secret Incantation—had been completely neutralized. She could only use water-attribute battle qi to continuously repair her injured acupoints. Under the merciless and erratic, violent thrusting of the large penis, an intense itching, soreness, and numbness arose, gradually stripping away her consciousness. She became blurred, only wanting to follow her body's instincts to pursue pleasure. She found that with each cry, she felt much better, and the itching, soreness, and numbness seemed to lessen. So she cried out one after another, so intensely pleasurable that she was completely disoriented, not even knowing what she was shouting or what she was yelling about.

The sounds of slapping echoed continuously in the warm spring-like room. Any other woman would have died from exhaustion long ago, but Ruolin's water-attribute constitution was physically incompatible with Xiao Yan's fire-attribute constitution. The strange fire borrowing Xiao Yan's body was like Vivian in the sword world, repeatedly using her water-attribute soul power to weaken the backlash of the strange fire against Heracles. With each ejaculation of Xiao Yan, the original flame of the Wind Fury Dragon Flame grew weaker and smaller.

On the sixth day, Xiao Yan was still having sex with Ruolin in their boudoir.

Yao Lao appeared, using his Dou Qi to push the Bigu Pill into their mouths. The Bigu Pill was rapidly evaporated and absorbed as if roasted by fire.
The old apothecary shook his head and said, "Although devouring the strange fire is extremely difficult, preparation beforehand is also important. Without me this time, you would only know how to work hard, either starving to death from exhaustion or being burned to death by the backlash of the strange fire."

Chapter Thirty-Six: Water Mandala .

In the Dou Qi Continent, the so-called attribute refers to the attribute of the soul, which is also the entry requirement for cultivating Dou Qi techniques and skills. As for races with pure blood attribute, due to the excessively bloody and cruel cultivation methods, they were wiped out in ancient times by the combined forces of the seven Dou Emperors. Those who remained with blood attribute were forced to mix other attributes. Blood attribute is like that of alchemists, who are primarily fire attribute with wood attribute as a secondary attribute. Blood attribute is mostly dark attribute with blood attribute as a secondary attribute.

It wasn't until all the Dou Di (Battle Emperors) on the Dou Qi Continent mysteriously disappeared that blood attribute cultivation revived. The Spirit Race had Count Dracula's family, and the Black Corner Region had the Blood Sect, but more often than not, it was due to long-term mixing and dilution that those with blood attributes required a complex soul test to be identified. These individuals would exhibit more bloodthirsty and cruel behavior than ordinary people, though they themselves were unaware of it.

There were two simpler methods for blood attribute soul testing: one was to directly sense with soul perception, but only the leaders of the Ancient, Soul, and Primordial Void Dragon races—the most powerful figures on the Dou Qi Continent—could do this. The other was through the Blood Sect, which secretly captured young boys and girls, using secret methods to determine their fate. Those who passed were forcibly admitted to the Blood Sect, while those who failed were used as materials for cultivation techniques.

On the seventh day, Xiao Yan was still having sex with his mentor, Ruolin, in her boudoir.

Although the strange fire, the Wind Fury Dragon Flame, was incredibly violent, its power had been reduced to a minimum after being worn down for a long time in the sword's otherworld. Furthermore, with the help of Instructor Ruolin, whose water and blood constitution was of the yin and cold attribute, naturally had a mutually reinforcing and restraining relationship with the fire attribute. Within three days, Xiao Yan had successfully absorbed it and gradually regained his senses.

Instructor Ruolin remained in a semi-conscious state, lying on the bed, her body still twitching. Her vagina was swollen, red, and dry from the ravages. When the large penis withdrew, the vaginal walls were scalded and limp, the opening unable to close, leaving a large, cup-shaped hole. If she had been ravaged by the large penis for another half day, the beauty beneath her would likely have perished.

On Instructor Ruolin's slender waist and flat stomach was a cup-shaped bruise, clearly caused by repeated forceful thrusts from the large penis. Her breasts were also covered with red and swollen handprints from excessive squeezing. Such a scene was heartbreaking to witness. Xiao Yan, like a child caught doing something wrong, fled in terror, hastily seeking advice from Yao Lao.

Anxious and waiting in the room, Xiao Yan finally saw Yao Lao appear. Overwhelmed with emotion, he knelt and cried, "Teacher, help!"

Yao Lao, his face grim, said, "Yan'er, I know everything. Don't worry, I've taken care of it!" A chilling white flame instantly appeared in his hand.

Xiao Yan, remembering the fate of the alchemist Liu Xi, nervously said, "Teacher, you wouldn't be… So, what we did now, is it called rape and murder?"

"You raped me, I didn't kill anyone. I only summoned the strange fire to teach you alchemy." Seeing Xiao Yan's remorseful and regretful expression, Yao Lao smiled and said, "I'm just teasing you. It's alright. Miss Ruolin's constitution is water-based, which allows her to repair damaged tissues on her own. She also has blood-based constitution, which allows her body structure to return to normal. She'll be tight where she should be tight, and perky where she should be perky." He added, "I've already given her a few Rejuvenation Powder and Qi-restoring Pills. She'll wake up in a day. You hurry up and refine the Bigu Pills so she can eat them herself." "You've already refined it yourself, so I don't have to clean up your messes every time."

Xiao Yan scratched his head and chuckled, "I misunderstood you, teacher. But why do you look so gloomy?"

Yao Lao glared and said, "Speaking of which, I get angry. I went to a pharmacy near the academy to buy herbs and saw a buy-ten-get-one-free promotion. When I went to pay, the shopkeeper told me it was only available with a Canaan Academy student ID. I was supposed to buy a hundred days' worth of herbs for the Bigu Pill, but in a fit of anger, I only bought ten days' worth and left."

Soon after, the aroma of herbs wafted from Xiao Yan's room. Xiao Yan had now achieved a 100% success rate in refining the first-grade Bigu Pill.

On the eighth day, Xiao Yan was refining the pill in his room.

On the ninth day, Xiao Yan went to pay his respects to Instructor Ruolin in her boudoir.

Amidst the occasional sweet fragrance of flowers wafting from the boudoir, Instructor Ruolin, now dressed in a pale yellow gown, sat in the middle chair, her brow furrowed in worry. Upon seeing Xiao Yan enter, her still beautiful face paled.

Xiao Yan casually asked, "Instructor Ruolin, would you like another massage?" His seemingly nonchalant words enraged Instructor Ruolin, her hand trembling as she pointed at Xiao Yan, "You lecherous scoundrel! I'm going to report your misdeeds to the academy's law enforcement team and have you brought to justice!"

Xiao Yan shook his head, "That's not right! You're the one who asked me to massage you, you're the one who untied the towel, and you even used sorcery to drain my life force!"

Instructor Ruolin's cheeks flushed with anger, her thin face showing a hint of reproach, "You lecherous scoundrel! You...you...how do you possess a strange fire?" Only a powerful strange fire could break through the Water Mandala Secret Technique, even though Xiao Yan's fire attribute had already been suppressed by her water and blood attributes.

Xiao Yan replied, "I don't know. I only realized I had a strange fire inside me after I regained consciousness. I must thank you for stepping forward
to help me successfully devour the strange fire."

Instructor Ruolin had failed miserably this time, not only failing to extract the source energy but also losing her innocence
and unjustly helping Xiao Yan devour the strange fire.

Instructor Ruolin was unwilling to accept this. Since she had already lost her innocence, she decided to use the second form of the Water Mandala Secret Technique—the secret incantation—once she achieved her ultimate goal, she could kill Xiao Yan to avenge her uncle.

Having made up her mind, Instructor Ruolin took a breath and said, "You lecherous scoundrel, I'll let you take advantage of me one more time. Didn't you want to give me a massage? Then come on!"

Xiao Yan asked, "A massage? Instructor Ruolin, has your area recovered?" Instructor Ruolin frowned slightly and said resentfully,
"None of your business."

Instructor Ruolin looked at Xiao Yan with venomous eyes, a cold smile playing on her lips, "Aren't you afraid? You just absorbed the strange fire, you probably can't control it yet, can you?"

Smiling slightly, Xiao Yan nodded slightly and said, "I am afraid, but do you think I would dare to accept your challenge without preparation? Besides, you're all made up, didn't you plan this all along? But dying under a peony is still a romantic death."

Instructor Ruolin sneered from the bottom of her heart. This guy was courting death. The secret incantation was a Blood Sect secret technique used to drain a person's fighting spirit, even a Dou Zong would find it difficult to escape.

There was no point in talking anymore, the only way was to take off their clothes and compete.

Xiao Yan grasped Instructor Ruolin's slender legs with both hands, forcefully spreading them apart until they were in a perfect split! Her exquisite, honeyed spot, like a mountain valley, was fully revealed before this lecherous thief. The vulva, as if never touched, was tightly closed, still tender and alluringly pink. The abundant vaginal fluids irrigated the large, moist, thick patches of glossy black pubic hair on either side
, the source of which lay the clitoris, a place only Xiao Yan had ever explored.

Xiao Yan couldn't help but look up at Instructor Ruolin and sigh, "So beautiful, beautiful down there, even more beautiful up there." Instructor Ruolin's heart fluttered, but she couldn't let Uncle Lu's revenge go unavenged, so she simply

closed her eyes and remained silent. His nearly nine-inch-long penis was poised to strike, stimulating the Yin-Yang Reversal Heart Flame within him to circulate, and circulating the Otherworldly Maiden Scripture to protect his meridians. He was preparing to return to the Moon Palace in one fell swoop and confess his love to the fairy Chang'e.

Unexpectedly, Instructor Ruolin grabbed him with her jade-like hand, causing the large, red glans to lose its aim and plunge directly into her wet anus. The originally tightly closed chrysanthemum bud had expanded to its limit, and the tender inner walls felt hot and compressed.

Because the anus had been cleaned and coated with a large amount of lubricant beforehand, Instructor Ruolin deliberately pressed down on the thick, long penis, and the shaft gradually sank into the narrow, tight depths. Amid Instructor Ruolin's cries of pain, Xiao Yan completely inserted his penis into her anus.

With a heart-wrenching pain, Instructor Ruolin screamed in agony. Beads of sweat dripped onto the sheets, and a trickle of blood flowed from beside her anus. The delicate mucous membrane inside her anus could no longer withstand the large foreign object and tore open.

The woman felt a burning, tearing pain in her anus that instantly spread throughout her body. Her rectum spasmed incessantly, and her hands couldn't help but leave scratches on Xiao Yan's back. She cried out in pain, tears streaming down her face, her whole body covered in cold sweat, weak and trembling.

"Ugh...it hurts so much...it's about to tear...it's open...don't move...please..."

Seeing that Instructor Ruolin was in even more pain than when she was deflowered, how could Xiao Yan dare to use the Otherworldly Maiden Scripture to attack and kill again?

With a cunning look in Instructor Ruolin's eyes, she focused her mind and activated the second form of the Water Mandala Secret Technique—the Oral Mantra. The anal sphincter is a ring-shaped muscle, usually thick and large. With the aid of secret techniques, its exceptionally powerful pulling force would have ripped an ordinary man out of shape or crushed him to dust.

Xiao Yan was experiencing the same horrific condition as the previous days. Even Yao Lao, watching the battle from the sidelines, was secretly alarmed. It was indeed the secret weapon the Blood Clan used to deal with powerful Dou Zong cultivators. Perhaps only the Yin-Yang Reversal Heart Flame, constantly rotating and circulating to enhance the hardness of his penis,
could have allowed Xiao Yan to cling to life and retain a last glimmer of hope.

The Mandala refers to a circle or circular pattern. When the second form of the Water Mandala Secret Technique is activated, eight sphincter muscles will simultaneously stir and pull, its power extremely domineering. It is a powerful fighting technique that replenishes Yin with Yang, comparable to the Otherworldly Plain Maiden Scripture.

There was no time to delay. Xiao Yan's face was deathly pale, his mind scattered, and his life seemed to hang by a thread. With a wave of his fighting spirit, Yao Lao broke through the window and brought the Xuanzhong Ruler into Instructor Ruolin's hands. "Go!"

As soon as the Xuanzhong Ruler touched Instructor Ruolin's delicate hand, it immediately suppressed the fighting spirit in her body and interrupted the activation of the Water Mandala Secret Technique. After Xiao Yan was freed from his predicament, he used his soul body to activate the third form of the Water Mandala Secret Technique - the Intent Mantra. Amidst Ruolin's horrified expression, the two fell into a deep sleep, entering a battle at the soul level.

A voluptuous, exquisitely beautiful naked body, exuding mature charm, lay quietly there, while Xiao Yan gently
stroked the woman's face, softly saying, "Ruolin, now tell me what happened to you."

Chapter Thirty-Seven: Split Spirit Body.

Under a Bodhi tree lay a man in black, his body burning with fever. His wounds were aching and itchy, making the suffering unbearable. He thought, "Is this my retribution for enduring this torment? I might as well die and end it all." He only wanted to stand up and smash his head against the tree for a final, agonizing end, but he was weak, hungry, and thirsty. Lying on the ground, he couldn't move, having lost the courage to live and the will to survive.

As the moon rose high in the sky, he suddenly saw a woman in white slowly approaching from the mist…

“Ah, am I hallucinating?” Thinking this, he breathed a sigh of relief, abandoned his last shred of will to live, and fainted.

When the man in black slowly opened his eyes again, he saw a little girl leaning against a tree, her face pale and weak
. Just as the man in black was about to use his usual move to eliminate anyone who might reveal his whereabouts, the little girl's bright, round eyes blinked at him. Her eyes held fear, but even more so, an innocent smile, a sense of pride in having saved this person.

The man in black, filled with murderous intent, momentarily forgot that it was this little girl who had saved him, and she didn't seem like a threat.
He coldly asked, “Little girl, you saved me. Do you know who I am?” The little girl shook her head.

The man in black suddenly remembered that the poison he had been afflicted with was no ordinary poison; even the medicine he carried couldn't cure it. How could a little girl have saved him? Scanning the little girl's body, he noticed a fresh knife wound on her palm. Could it be...?

The man in black decided to ask questions before deciding whether to take action, coldly inquiring, "Little girl, how did you come to be here, and how did you save me?" The man in black secretly circulated his internal energy, confirming that the poison was indeed neutralized.

The little girl seemed to sense the man in black's murderous intent and stammered, "It was... Grandma who sent me here. She said I would meet a messenger under this Bodhi tree who could lead me to my destined one. Your poison was cured by me... feeding you my blood."

The man in black was Lu Xiaofeng, an elder of the Soul Hall's "Human" generation. Although he vaguely suspected that this little girl was related to the Blood Sect, if she was from the Blood Sect, he wouldn't dare to kill her. The Blood Sect and the Soul Hall had always been feared by other races, barely considered to be of the same origin but different sects. The powerful Soul Hall wouldn't touch the Blood Sect, while the Blood Sect, although not affiliated with the Soul Hall, would still show deference in every way, or to put it nicely, give the Soul Hall face. So, to get to the bottom of things, he asked coldly, "Your blood? Are you from the Blood Sect?"

The little girl shook her head and said, "I'm not from the Blood Sect. Grandma told me not to say who I am."

Lu Xiaofeng smiled, thinking, "What a child. If you hadn't told me, I really wouldn't have known. But this blood-drinking detoxification method is undoubtedly from the Blood Clan. I should focus on the important matter first." His tone softened considerably as he said softly, "Little girl, I'm an assassin. You can call me Elder Lu, but I'm not some kind of envoy."

The little girl seemed a little unhappy as she replied, "No, Grandma wouldn't lie to me. I've waited a year, and you're the only one under this Bodhi tree. Who else could it be but you?"

The little girl's naiveté made Lu Xiaofeng think, "Interesting." For an assassin, killing is for money, but for someone like him who is already a Dou Huang, he can live well without killing. He does it for his faith
, believing that the Soul Palace can lead the Soul Clan to dominate the Dou Qi Continent. This little girl is just like him, persisting for her own faith. Although the old woman she mentioned was probably just making up a dream to fool her, since this little girl had saved him, he couldn't very well ruin her dream.

Lu Xiaofeng took out a small jade ruler from his pocket, his voice still cold, but his eyes were kind as he said, "Take this. This is the Spirit Rhinoceros Finger. When it lights up, it means I'm coming. This ruler and I are a secret between us. Don't tell anyone else."

The little girl was twelve years old at the time. Lu Xiaofeng would visit her periodically after his missions and found her intelligent and studious. When she turned seventeen, she was taken to Canaan Academy, where she didn't need to join the Soul Hall but only needed to handle intelligence work. This was a rare opportunity for the Soul Hall to infiltrate Canaan Academy, where there were ancient clansmen serving as elders
. The Soul Hall Master was deeply interested in the 'Heavenly Flame Qi Refining Tower' in the inner courtyard. However, the little girl had no talent for Qi cultivation
and could never enter the inner courtyard. This little girl was the future Instructor Ruolin.

Instructor Ruolin and the villagers, including the old woman, were pureblood vampires who, in ancient times, were among the first
to separate from the blood-sacrifice-based clans. They lived a secluded, peaceful life, their genes neither bloodthirsty nor cruel, preserving powerful techniques from ancient times that were considered evil by outsiders. However, some young people, unwilling to accept their peaceful lives, succumbed to temptation and curiosity and left, including Instructor Ruolin's parents.

The vampires' strength lies in their physical regeneration and clan secret techniques; their soul power is no different from that of ordinary people. Therefore, sometimes, the backlash from failed secret techniques, due to their weak soul power, can turn them into bloodthirsty monsters.

In a contest of soul power alone, an ordinary vampire like Xiao Yan, whose soul realm is two levels higher than the Great Perfection of the Mortal Realm, is already at a disadvantage. Now, they are suppressed by the third form of the Water Mandala Secret Technique—the Intentional Mantra. If the soul control continues any longer, they will become mindless puppets. Xiao Yan thought, "So that's how it is. So Uncle Lu's importance to her is a medium, a messenger leading her to her destined one. This woman has been dreaming for so long. Now, it's time to wake up."

At this moment, several magnificent and dazzling pearl lights suddenly separated from the soul mother body of Instructor Ruolin's naked body, standing side by side, facing each other.

On one side, there
was an arrogant spirit, a heroic figure from a chaotic era, elegant and noble, cold and domineering, looking
at Xiao Yan with his head held high. On the other, there was a lustful spirit, heavily made up and scantily clad, alluring and seductive.
On the third, there was a furious spirit, baring its teeth, clad in Vajra armor, brimming with fighting spirit, looking at Xiao Yan provocatively.
On the fourth, there was a gluttonous spirit, licking its fangs, dressed in black, cold and ruthless, looking at Xiao Yan greedily.

On the other side, there was
a chaste spirit, a compassionate and serene saint, bright and elegant, kind and approachable, looking at Xiao Yan with a smile. On the fifth
, there was a brave spirit, valiant and skilled in battle, clad in golden armor, powerful and fearless, looking at Xiao Yan with arrogance. On the sixth,
there was a wise spirit, intelligent and resourceful, holding books, refined and polite, looking at Xiao Yan with curiosity.

Meanwhile, the arrogant spirit entities all thought in unison, "Huh, why hasn't the faith spirit entity appeared?"

The faith spirit entity is the most powerful of all the spirit entities, a combination of persistence and dreams, optimistic and innocent, which is also the main characteristic of Ruolin's calm and balanced personality.

Because the faith spirit entity did not appear, the arrogant spirit entities began to laugh wildly and unrestrainedly, representing the desires of the vampires, who were now venting the resentment that had been suppressed by human reason for so long.

The intelligent spirit adjusted its glasses, looked at the man before it, and asked, "You are Xiao Yan, right? Because of you, the Faith Spirit has shattered and is weakening. You have a responsibility to repair it." Looking at the four laughing spirits before it, it said worriedly, "We absolutely cannot let those four dominate Ruolin's mother body, otherwise, it will be a bloody disaster."

"This is... Ruolin's eight personalities? The Faith Spirit? What does that have to do with me?" Xiao Yan, though slightly surprised by the scene, replied nonchalantly.

Upon hearing Xiao Yan's answer, the intelligent spirit, perhaps unaware of the gravity of the situation, added, "While the vampires are indeed bloody and cruel, the main reason they are feared by outsiders is that their cultivation techniques can produce powerful effects in a short period. If someone could break through the limitations of their soul realm and increase their soul power, the resulting effect would have required the combined might of seven emperors in ancient times to destroy them—a glimpse into the absolute catastrophe."

The arrogant spirit and its group, without further ado, began to attack. If the intelligent spirit continued speaking, and Xiao Yan noticed something amiss, things would become dire. It was clear that all the spirits resembled Instructor Ruolin. They all looked alike, each wielding a long whip, and were locked in a chaotic brawl, making it impossible to tell who was who.

A long blue whip, gleaming with an unusual light, suddenly appeared and attacked Xiao Yan from behind. With a quick dodge, Xiao Yan avoided the attack from the split spirit. His expression turned serious. He stomped heavily on the ground, his body slightly arched, and then, like an arrow released from a bow, he charged towards the split spirit.

Leaping forward, Xiao Yan unleashed a powerful, invisible palm strike to the ground. Instantly, a recoil propelled Xiao Yan even closer, demonstrating his mastery of the combined use of the Absorbing Palm and the Flaming Palm techniques.

"I didn't expect this split spirit, like the original, to possess the power of a Great Dou Master," Xiao Yan thought to himself, already within close-range attack range. Currently, the only Dou technique he could use to counter a Great Dou Master was the Eight Extremes Collapse, which he had also mastered to a certain degree. Suddenly
, the split spirit dropped its whip. Seeing its abrupt abandonment of the attack, seemingly resigned to its fate, Xiao Yan tried to quickly withdraw his fighting spirit, but it was too late. He struck the split spirit in the chest, but unexpectedly, the split spirit froze like a rock, absorbing the impact and colliding head-on with the still-moving Xiao Yan, their lips meeting in a kiss.

There's a legend that Snow White, in her slumber, awoke after a passionate kiss from the prince, and the two lived happily ever after. Xiao Yan thought so too, but in reality, the sleeping Instructor Ruolin was awakened by Xiao Yan's lecherous kiss, and from then on, the two lived an endless life together.

Instructor Ruolin had repeatedly asked her grandmother what kind of person a destined person was. Her mother-in-law wouldn't say anything until she was about to leave for Canaan Academy
. At the moment of parting, her mother-in-law finally said, "My dear granddaughter Ruolin, you don't need to come back during summer and winter vacations anymore. You will naturally return when a destined person kisses you and leaves a mark."

Ruolin was dreaming of the past; the last image was her mother-in-law, the mark… Hmm… why does my mouth
, my tongue feel like it's being pulled and rolled by something?

When Ruolin opened her eyes, she found Xiao Yan kissing her mouth-to-mouth, his tongue even inside her mouth. Ruolin was shocked and momentarily stunned, not knowing what to do. Then, Ruolin suddenly felt her vision blur. The lustful spirit took the opportunity to control her main personality. It turned out that the one who had been bumped was the lustful spirit, using the power of the vampire kiss mark to pull herself and Xiao Yan out of the soul realm. Ruolin's tongue, which had been passive, now actively intertwined with Xiao Yan's.

Chapter Thirty-Eight: Belief Splits into Spiritual Bodies

. Weddings take various forms on the Dou Qi Continent. The vampire wedding is the same as the spirit race's, except that the last line, "
You may kiss the bride now," is changed to "You may bite the bride now." During the kiss, they bite their lips to allow their blood to mix.
To establish a contract, they create a mark to prevent each other from developing desires and wanting to drink each other's blood in their sleep
.

The various blood-fusion methods of the vampires rely on creating contracts to form a master-slave hierarchy. Xiao Yan's sudden
thrust broke both of their lips, blood flowing into each other's bodies through their tongues. The lustful spirit wanted to use vampire secrets
to form a contract to control Xiao Yan, but the master-slave relationship was still undefined, leading to a stalemate.

After a night of passionate lovemaking, Xiao Yan never returned to his room.

He knelt behind Instructor Ruolin, holding her buttocks, and thrust his nearly nine-inch-long penis into her wet vagina, penetrating completely.

Ruolin's eyes were glazed, her tongue licking her lips, and she couldn't help but cry out, "Oh...good...like that...oh..."

Grabbing Ruolin's plump buttocks, Xiao Yan thrust into her with each stroke, and Ruolin moved her body back and forth to meet his thrusts.

"Oh...oh...so thick, so long...you lecherous scoundrel...I...feel so good...ah..."

"Ah...oh...you lecherous scoundrel...Ruolin loves...big cock...fuck harder...it feels so good...oh...so good..."

"Ah...oh...it's so deep...as long as you're willing...Ruolin will let you fuck her anytime...oh...you lecherous scoundrel, you Xiao Yan...it feels so good...faster...harder...I love this big cock so much...ah..."

Since Ruolin's Water Mandala Secret Technique was broken, she could no longer launch a fatal attack against Xiao Yan, who had practiced the third form. She
and Xiao Yan's Otherworldly Maiden Sutra were locked in a battle of offense and defense, and for a time it was difficult to determine who was superior. Ironically, Instructor Ruolin had such a crucial clan secret technique as the Water Mandala Secret Scroll openly displayed on her desk. Of course, it made sense; a student wouldn't be so malicious as to steal the exam paper. Beside it was a piece of paper with Instructor Ruolin's habitual teaching notes, but it made no mention of the third technique requiring soul power. Finding this note filled with tiny handwriting, and realizing she was a master of soul power cultivation, wasn't a problem.

After several days of yin-yang harmony and the nourishment of love, Instructor Ruolin was indescribably beautiful. Every gesture, every smile, was captivating and alluring. The Water Mandala Secret Technique was truly a wonderful thing. Already a great beauty, her heavily made-up face now appeared even more exquisite and alluring. Her fair skin was even more delicate and smooth, and her devilish figure was further enhanced by the way her full breasts were rubbed, becoming increasingly alluring with each lick. Her slender waist swayed gently, displaying her charm, and her rounded buttocks were firm and perky. Add to that a pair of long, white, and slender legs without any excess fat, and a pair of clean, smooth feet.

It's unclear how many days they had been doing this, but the next few days were when the water-element warehouse was open to the outer academy for equipment collection.

Entering the warehouse and finding no one around, Xiao Yan lifted Instructor Ruolin's skirt, pulled down her panties, and inserted himself into her vagina in three seconds.

"Oh... God... not here... ah... so good... you lecherous scoundrel... slower... don't make any noise... ah... oh... ouch... it's so deep... ah... my pussy is going to be torn apart... ah... ah... ah... such a big cock... it's going to fuck Ruolin to death... ah... ah... oh... oh... the big cock is inside my... womb... ouch... ah... ah... I feel like I'm going to fly... ah... ah..."

Xiao Yan's movements became faster and faster, and Ruolin couldn't help but lift her buttocks, cooperating with the wild thrusting, moaning softly.

Several voices approached, and Ruolin, who was enjoying herself with her eyes slightly closed, parted her red lips and let out a soft moan, "You
lecherous scoundrel, wait a bit, someone's coming."

Ruolin was sitting on the warehouse desk, unable to get away no matter what she did, and in desperation, she pressed down on Xiao Yan,
her pussy clenching tightly to prevent Xiao Yan's big cock from moving up and down. Both of their hearts pounded wildly. The forbidden feeling of being discovered was unbearable, yet strangely anticipated.

Two elderly female instructors appeared before them. Seeing Instructor Ruolin, their cheeks flushed with concern as they inquired about her well-being. Neither of them paid any attention to the fact that their usually gentle and kind Instructor Ruolin was currently having a large penis inserted into her.

One of the elderly female instructors said, "Instructor Ruolin, that disciple you took in, named Xiao Yan, I heard he peeks at women's underwear. You should be careful not to get taken advantage of; young men this age often have strange thoughts about women."

The other elderly female instructor added, "Yes, Instructor Ruolin, I also heard he's constantly being chased by a girl from his own clan with a sword. He must have done something lewd to anger her like that."

The two elderly women found great pleasure in gossiping together, acting like an intelligence center. They always heard the latest rumors and gossip; perhaps, three women could indeed become a marketplace.

Instructor Ruolin smiled dismissively and replied, "No way! Xiao Yan is very well-behaved. Maybe the rumors aren't true."

The two older women exchanged glances. One of the older instructors said, "Instructor Ruolin, you're young and beautiful. All the young students fantasize about you. I saw Xiao Yan when he enrolled. He was disrespectful and had a wicked air about him." The so-called disrespect meant that Xiao Yan wasn't interested in the older woman and didn't even glance at her, which she considered impolite. As for the wicked air
, it was because Xiao Yan gave off an unfathomable look, appearing mature beyond his years.

The other older instructor said, "Oh, Instructor Ruolin, it's best to be careful. A man and a woman alone together can easily lead to overthinking, you know." Indeed, it's rare for young female instructors to take male students as their personal disciples. Usually, it's because they're related by blood, and older instructors often take on students with exceptional talent for individual training because of similar cultivation techniques.

No sooner had one of the older female instructors finished speaking than the other began, as if she had opened a floodgate, using the empty academy to pass the time. Instructor Ruolin could only offer a perfunctory smile.

Finally, after more than an hour, the two older female instructors left after discussing some trivial matters with Xiao Yan. During this time, Xiao Yan's large penis moved restlessly and slowly. Instructor Ruolin had to support herself with her feet on the ground, her vaginal opening constantly opening and closing as it was manipulated by the large penis. A thick stream of lustful fluid gushed from her vagina, flowing towards her pink anus.

During this time, Xiao Yan slightly raised his head, gazing at Instructor Ruolin's full, mature buttocks. Although Instructor Ruolin's anus had been penetrated many times, her blood-attribute constitution still maintained a very small, round opening. Smeared with moisture, it looked fresh and juicy. The enlarged, lewd sight of her anus, stretched wide by his riding position, was fully visible, opening and closing with each thrust of her flesh.

After confirming that the two old female instructors were far away, Xiao Yan stood up, gently pulled open the anus, which resembled a wild chrysanthemum, and inserted it
into his rectum in three seconds, saying with pleasure, "Damn! It's really tight."

Instructor Ruolin turned around, her cheeks flushed with desire, and said with satisfied eyes, "Ah...you...you're so bad, I didn't dare to move just now, you're so disobedient." Then she started moaning again, "You lecherous scoundrel, no...my asshole is so dirty, I pooped today, and I didn't clean it...oh..."

Xiao Yan seemed not to hear her, thrusting wildly as if trying to confirm whether any feces had been brought out, and he went at it forty or fifty times in a row. Each moan from Instructor Ruolin was accompanied by a long exhale, and the flesh on her face tightened with each breath, as if in pain, yet also as if in pleasure.

"Oh...you lecherous scoundrel...oh...ah...oh...oh...ah...big cock...oh...you're fucking so fiercely...you're going to fuck Ruolin to death...oh...ah...it hurts...oh...I need to poop...oh...oh...it's coming out...oh...oh...oh...so itchy...so numb...oh...oh...so good...you lecherous scoundrel...fuck Ruolin harder...Ruolin's anus is going to be torn apart...it's going to be fucked to pieces...I can't take it anymore...I'm going to squirt..."

As Ruolin's anus tightened, a sticky, hot stream gushed from deep within her rectum, pouring directly onto the glans. In his extreme pleasure, Xiao Yan also continuously ejaculated his semen deep into her rectum. Mixed with their fluids, streams of unknown vaginal fluid flowed down their buttocks and onto the ground as the big cock was pulled out, forming a shallow puddle. The two were still not satisfied, their tongues intertwining and licking each other, consuming countless amounts of each other's saliva, engaging in a third round of verbal battle.

Regardless of the day, the two were deeply engrossed in their passion, with Xiao Yan staying in Instructor Ruolin's boudoir, paying his respects morning and night. They would

have sex while eating, and continue in bed afterward. Instructor Ruolin would be dragged off to have sex without even putting on her clothes after bathing. They even had sex while sleeping, practicing the Otherworldly Pure Maiden Scripture in her dreams. The only separation between her vagina and his large penis during the day was when she went to the toilet and when she walked to the warehouse.

On the eve of the entrance ceremony, more than two months had passed, but the lustful spirit, one of the eight divided spirits, had limited soul power. With each act of intercourse, it was as if it were being attacked by Xiao Yan's soul power, and finally, unable to withstand it, she made a mistake and was sealed back into her body.

In his dream, the Chastity Spirit appeared in Xiao Yan's dream, accompanied by the Faith Spirit in the form of a little girl. With a loving and gentle expression, she said, "Our humanity and reason have triumphed over the vampire's desires. Thanks to your help, the reborn Faith Spirit, though young, is much stronger. From now on, the vampire's desires will have no chance to rise again. I, the Chastity Spirit, can still exist because I have signed a contract with only you. I hope you can transmit the third form of the Water Mandala Secret Technique—the Mind Mantra—to the mother body, and return the soul power you have cultivated to help nourish the Faith Spirit as it grows." Xiao Yan nodded and replied, "In that case, I will listen to you."

When Instructor Ruolin woke up and found her vagina still penetrated, she cried and screamed, cursing the lecherous thief before her as shameless, obscene, and despicable, for taking advantage of her using the Water Mandala Secret Technique and bullying her. Xiao Yan, looking helpless, stood up and said, "You want me to leave? Fine, I'll take a year's leave, is that alright?"

Upon hearing this, Instructor Ruolin cried even harder, shouting, "You lecherous scoundrel, you want to run away without taking responsibility?
" No matter how old a woman is, Instructor Ruolin, at thirty, was still crying her eyes out in this situation.

Xiao Yan grinned lewdly and threatened, "If you don't grant me leave, I'll stay by your side and do it to you day and night, or is that what you want
?" Instructor Ruolin seemed to hear the devil's laughter, stunned for a moment before repeatedly saying no, no. Suddenly realizing her mistake, she hurriedly explained, "No...it's not that I don't want to approve the leave, it's that I don't want to do it to her anymore."

The day after the Canaan Academy entrance ceremony, Instructor Ruolin hid in her boudoir, while Xiao Yan embarked on another journey alone, heading towards...

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