"Fake!?" Yao Lao's voice rose several decibels, startling Xiao Yan awake.
"Teacher, you're here." Xiao Yan set down the Mysterious Heavy Ruler and respectfully called out to Zhang Tian. These past few days, his teacher's strength had grown ever more unfathomable; he simply could not see through it.
Xiao Yan only knew that Zhang Tian was likely thousands, perhaps tens of thousands, of times stronger than when they had first met.
"Good lad. Your father will be proud of you." Zhang Tian patted Xiao Yan on the shoulder. He had already grown to about five feet seven inches tall.
Dressed in fitted clothes, with his resolute yet handsome face, he no longer looked like a half-grown boy.
Xiao Zhan had also broken through to the One-Star Dou Ling, but his cultivation speed was still far slower than Xiao Yan's. Xiao Yan would probably catch up to him soon.
"I'll keep growing stronger until no one dares look down on me. Then I'll marry Xun Er in grand style." Xiao Yan smiled brightly, then rubbed his nose with a hint of embarrassment.
Zhang Tian stood with his hands behind his back, facing away from Xiao Yan as he tried his best not to laugh.
"I've received professional... ah, no. Ahem, ahem. Fine ambition." Zhang Tian coughed several times, but even his eyebrows could not help curving with laughter.
He was clearly someone who might become a Dou Di in the future, a terrifying existence whose name as Yan Di would resound throughout the Dou Qi Continent. So why were his words making me want to laugh so much now?
A Nine-Star Dou Shi saying he wanted to marry the princess of the Ancient Clan, one of the Ancient Eight Clans—the one with the purest Dou Di bloodline and inheritor of the