Fire Xuan

The most powerful forces on the Dou Qi Continent were the mysterious Ancient Eight Clans. Among the Ancient Eight Clans, the Gu Clan was the strongest, the Hun Clan the most mysterious, followed by the Flame Clan and the Lei Clan. After them came the Medicine Clan, the Shi Clan, the Spirit Clan, and the once-glorious Xiao Clan.

Yan World.

On this day, the entire family of the Flame Clan elder, Huo Zhen, was busy because his child was about to be born.

"She's given birth! She's given birth!" A maid hurried over to open the door. "Wife has given birth. It's a boy!"

"Hahaha, wonderful! I have a son! I have a son!" The moment Huo Zhen heard that he had a son, he became wildly excited and immediately rushed into the room.

A beautiful woman lay on the bed. Her pale face made her look pitiful, yet it was currently filled with a radiant smile.

"The child hasn't been named yet. What do you think we should call him?" the beautiful woman asked as she held the infant, her eyes full of affection.

Huo Zhen carefully examined the child and smiled. "Let's call him Huo Xuan. What do you think, Wife?"

"Huo Xuan? That's a wonderful name. I think Xuan Er will definitely like it, right, Xuan Er?" The beautiful woman smiled at the infant in her arms.

Huo Zhen looked at the sleeping Huo Xuan. The more he looked, the happier he became, until he finally burst into loud laughter. "Hahaha, this is my son! I have a son! Hahaha!"

Huo Xuan, who had been sleeping soundly, was awakened by the piercing laughter. When he tried to open his eyes, he found that his eyelids would barely move. He wanted to rub his eyes with his hands, only to discover that they had no strength at all. Suddenly, he realized—shouldn't he have died? How had he ended up like this?

Could it be that I've been reborn?

In the silent room, Huo Xuan lay in a cradle, his tiny feet waving about wildly. Looking at his short arms and legs, Huo Xuan was still somewhat unaccustomed to them. In his previous life, Huo Xuan had been an orphan without parents, yet through relentless effort, he had finally built a career of his own. However, he had been betrayed by the brother he trusted most. Not only had that bastard seized all his property, but he had also caused his death.

After several days, Huo Xuan had already accepted that he had arrived in Doupo Continent's Dou Qi Continent and had gained an entirely new identity: Huo Xuan of the Flame Clan.

Countless days and nights alternated without reason, slipping quietly through everyone's hearts before they knew it. In the blink of an eye, eight years passed.

At dawn, the sky outside had only just begun to brighten, while a sliver of pale light on the distant horizon silently spread. Beneath a mountain over a hundred meters tall in the Yan World, Huo Xuan ran along the mountain path.

At last, Huo Xuan reached the mountaintop, where a large platform stood. He slowly walked onto it and removed the bamboo basket on his back, which was filled with stones of various sizes. Beads of sweat slid down his face one after another. Having just undergone intense exercise, his face was flushed an unnatural red.

Over the past few years, Huo Xuan had devised a brutal cultivation plan for himself. Every morning after rising, he performed all kinds of physical training to strengthen his body, such as weighted running and weighted mountain climbing. Regardless of the method, he always pushed himself to the limits his body could endure. In the afternoon, he began cultivating Dou Qi, often spending the entire afternoon in meditation. At night, he soaked in baths infused with various spirit medicines to nourish his body.

At that moment, the rising sun emerged from the east. Its light was not dazzling; a faint golden radiance illuminated the entire land, and the whole Yan World gradually turned golden.

When he had first arrived in this world, his attitude toward his parents had been so cold. Even so, their love for him had only grown stronger. Eventually, he had gradually been moved by them and integrated into this world.

Huo Xuan had been an orphan in his previous life and had never experienced warmth. In this life, he had found warmth within the Flame Clan. No one could replace his feelings for the Flame Clan. In this life, I will protect the entire Flame Clan.

Huo Xuan stood atop the mountain and looked down over the Yan World. "I swear, I, Huo Xuan, will make the Flame Clan the foremost of the Eight Clans!" Huo Xuan clenched his fists and silently made this vow in his heart.

After a while, Huo Xuan walked back down the mountain path. Along the way, the clan members who saw him raised their hands in greeting. Huo Xuan politely returned their greetings.

After Huo Xuan had gone some distance, he faintly heard them discussing him.

"Huo Xuan is so young, yet he cultivates with such dedication. His cultivation talent is terrifying as well. He'll definitely become a powerful expert in the future."

"That's right. It looks like our entire Flame Clan will have to rely on him in the future!"

"Elder Huo Zhen truly has an extraordinary son!"

"If only my good-for-nothing boy had half of Huo Xuan's talent and character!"

These clan members are exaggerating too much. Huo Xuan shook his head and stopped thinking about it as he headed home. From far away, he saw his family's gate, with a familiar figure standing outside and looking in his direction.

That person was Huo Xuan's mother, Huo Xi. The moment she saw Huo Xuan return, she ran over and tenderly wiped the sweat from his face with her sleeve.

"Xuan Er, Mother is begging you. Please cut back on your cultivation time a little. Why do you push yourself so hard?" Huo Xi said, heartbroken.

"Ah, Mother, I know you're doing this for my sake. It's been so many years—I'm used to it already. I'm fine."

"You really are impossible. I truly don't understand why you're so eager." Huo Xi had no way to deal with her son. He was simply too mature for his age, acting like an adult despite being so young.

"Other families force their children to cultivate, but you're actually begging yours not to cultivate." Huo Zhen walked out of the house at that moment, chuckling.

"But have you even looked at how Xuan Er cultivates every day? You should help me persuade him." Huo Xi glared at him.

"Xuan Er, you're only eight years old and have already reached the Nine Star Dou Zhe realm. You work so hard at cultivation—are you planning to become a Dou Di?" Huo Zhen looked at his son for a while before asking slowly.

"The Dou Di Bloodline of the Flame Clan is still fairly abundant, but one day the Flame Clan will face the depletion of its bloodline. I don't want the Flame Clan to follow in the Xiao Clan's footsteps." Huo Xuan spoke solemnly, an unshakable determination flashing in his eyes.

Hearing his answer, Huo Zhen's face revealed a gratified smile. "If you want the ability to protect the Flame Clan, you must put in several times more effort than others. Xuan Er, will you regret this?"

"If Xuan Er were going to regret it, he wouldn't have persisted in cultivation all these years. To protect the Flame Clan, I'm willing to pay this price." Huo Xuan's face showed no trace of hesitation.

"Good. It's wonderful that you can think this way. The clan leader has already spoken with me. If your bloodline concentration satisfies him and the various elders during today's Bloodline Test, you will become the Young Clan Leader of the Flame Clan from this day forward." Seeing him like this, Huo Zhen secretly nodded in praise.

"Enough. Go take a proper bath. That girl Huo Zhi will be coming soon, so you can't meet her covered in sweat."

"Is it really all right to place such a heavy burden on Xuan Er?" Huo Xi asked with deep concern as she watched Huo Xuan walk away.

"This is the path Xuan Er chose for himself, so no one else can be blamed. I have a feeling that, in the future, the entire Flame Clan will rise under Xuan Er's hands." Huo Zhen spoke slowly, his tone filled with anticipation for the Flame Clan's future.