Dou Wang Xiao Lin!

Chapter 3

The Misty Cloud Sect sure throws its weight around! To bully the Xiao Family like this!

The gale howled as the doors of the Xiao Family hall flew open. A figure appeared, Dou Qi Wings spread behind him. There was no doubt about it—he was a Dou Wang.

The figure stood tall and straight, around six feet tall. Though he was now old, his temples frosted white and long white hair hanging loose, his face remained resolute, and his eyes were exceptionally bright. Age had not diminished his vigor!

The moment this figure appeared, the atmosphere in the entire Xiao Family hall changed at once.

Xiao Zhan, whose face had been extremely grim over Nalan Yanran breaking off the engagement moments ago, immediately dropped to his knees when he saw the man. Tears filled his eyes as he said, "Father... Father, you're finally awake!"

The Three Elders could hardly believe that the old master, who had remained in a block of ice for over a decade, had come back to life. They dared not be negligent and hurriedly bowed to Xiao Lin.

"Th-that's Grandfather?!"

Seeing his father react that way, Xiao Yan froze for a moment before following him in bowing to Xiao Lin.

"That is the Old Clan Head. Don't just stand there..."

At the same time, the other Xiao Family disciples learned the old man's identity and hurriedly paid their respects.

For a time, only the three people from the Misty Cloud Sect remained seated in the Xiao Family hall.

Ge Ye felt bitter inside, his face drenched in sweat. He had never heard that the Xiao Family had a Dou Wang.

Had he known the Xiao Family was a Dou Wang Family, the Misty Cloud Sect would never have sent him here. Was he, a mere Da Dou Shi, supposed to face the fury of a Dou Wang now?

"Grandpa Xiao..."

Seeing this, Nalan Yanran covered her small mouth in shock, her eyes full of disbelief.

More than ten years ago, Xiao Lin had been severely wounded by an enemy. Not long after returning to the Xiao Family, he had supposedly died.

Yet who could have imagined that Xiao Lin had not died at all? He had merely been recovering within the Xiao Family, while the news spread outside had been nothing but a smokescreen!

Now that Xiao Lin had returned to the world, a powerhouse at the Dou Wang level, he was a major figure in the Jia Ma Empire—enough to allow the Xiao Family to return to the Imperial Capital!

"I cannot accept being called your Grandpa Xiao. It seems Nalan Jie truly is a beast in human skin. I must have been blind to swear brotherhood with him back then."

Xiao Lin gave a cold shout, mockery in his eyes as he slowly said,

"I merely faked my death for a little over ten years, and the Nalan Family has already torn our former agreement to shreds. To bully my Xiao Family like this!"

With a wave of his hand, a fierce gale rose and swept up the Misty Cloud Sect's so-called "compensation" from the table.

On the Dou Qi Continent, the prerequisite for becoming a true Dou Zhe was condensing a Dou Qi Vortex within one's body. Yet condensing a Dou Qi Vortex came with a considerable chance of failure.

After a failure, Nine-stage Dou Qi would fall back to the eighth stage. Some particularly unlucky people might need to attempt it more than ten times before they succeeded.

Such repeated attempts, however, caused people to miss their best years for cultivation, severely damaging their future prospects.

The Qi Gathering Powder could allow someone with Nine-stage Dou Qi to condense a Dou Qi Vortex with a one hundred percent success rate!

Among the many members of the Xiao Family, aside from Xiao Zhan and Xiao Yan, countless pairs of eyes, young and old alike, were fixed upon the Qi Gathering Powder. Yet Xiao Lin simply swept it up with the gale and tossed it to Ge Ye.

At the same time, Xiao Lin looked coldly at Ge Ye and the young man beside him.

"You have humiliated me, a Dou Wang, like this. Out of consideration for the Misty Cloud Sect, I will not kill you, but I will make you understand the immensity of heaven and earth. Let this be a lesson for the future!"

Xiao Lin pointed one finger at Ge Ye and another at the man beside him. Before either could react, they were severely wounded by the strike.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Ge Ye raised his trembling hands and bowed to Xiao Lin. "Thank you, Senior, for your mercy."

Xiao Lin did not even glance at Ge Ye. His gaze fell upon Nalan Yanran, whose small face had gone pale. "Rest assured, for old friendship's sake, I will not make a move against you. Since you have already made the Three-Year Pact with Yan'er, then three years from now, the matter will be settled atop the Misty Cloud Sect."

"Now get the hell out of the Xiao Family!"

Boom!

A fierce gale erupted. The Dou Qi radiating from Xiao Lin directly crushed Ge Ye until he scrambled away on all fours, fleeing the Xiao Family with Nalan Yanran and the other man.

"Enough. Get up, all of you. The Xiao Family is descended from a distinguished lineage, yet now we have been bullied at our door by a mere Misty Cloud Sect!"

Xiao Lin waved his hand again, and the gale lifted everyone to their feet.

So this is the power of a Dou Wang... Xiao Yan was deeply shocked as the gentle wind lifted him up.

The same expression appeared on the faces of even more Xiao Family disciples.

Those of the younger generation knew only of the Xiao Family in Wutan City, while the elders knew of the Xiao Family in the Imperial Capital.

But only Xiao Lin and the Young Lady of the Gu Clan knew that above the Xiao Family of the Imperial Capital stood the Xiao Clan, one of the Eight Great Ancient Clans!

Xiao Lin had only just awakened. There were countless matters within the Xiao Family, top to bottom, awaiting his attention, as well as the Misty Cloud Sect's inevitable response outside.

Yet he set all such matters aside at once and brought his grandson, Xiao Yan, to the Xiao Family Back Mountain.

The two sat atop a cliff. Before them stood steep mountains shrouded in mist—the famed Monster Beast Mountain Range of the Jia Ma Empire.

This day had been an eventful one beyond measure for Xiao Yan. First, Nalan Yanran had broken off their engagement, humiliating the Xiao Family. Then came another major event: his grandfather, Xiao Lin, had not died after all.

Not only was he alive, but he was also a powerful Dou Wang. His bearing today had sent Ge Ye, who had come bearing the authority of the Misty Cloud Sect, fleeing in disgrace.

"Grandfather..." Although Xiao Yan knew that the old man before him was his grandfather, and could see the resemblance between them in his features, he did not know what to say for a moment.

"Yan'er, do you know why your Dou Qi has been vanishing for no reason?"

With a single sentence from Xiao Lin, Xiao Yan's attention snapped into focus as he looked at him.

Xiao Lin took the black ring from Xiao Yan's hand. It was a ring Xiao Yan's mother had left for him.

Yet after taking it, Xiao Lin clenched it in his hand and held it upside down over the cliff.

"Sir, it is time for you to show yourself."

Xiao Yan watched in confusion. What was his grandfather doing?

But in the next moment, an aged, eerie chuckle rang out.

"At your age, why are you still so hot-tempered?"

Xiao Lin gave a cold snort and opened his palm. Xiao Yan's heart skipped a beat, thinking his grandfather had thrown the ring off the cliff.

But to his surprise, the ring was floating in midair!

And above it drifted a transparent, elderly figure.

"Yan'er, this is the culprit that has been absorbing your Dou Qi for the past three years!"

As a transmigrator, Xiao Lin naturally knew what was happening and laid it bare before his grandson, Xiao Yan.

"It truly is difficult to encounter someone with sufficiently strong soul power. Hehehe, I must thank your grandson for sustaining me these past three years. Otherwise, I would likely have remained asleep."

"Sustaining you?" Hearing the old man admit to what he had done, Xiao Yan's small face immediately darkened. His emotions surged to their peak, and in his rage, he cursed outright.

"Fuck your mother!"