Who Will Enter Hell If Not You?

"Flower Thief?" Xun'er blinked her big, watery eyes, looking puzzled.

At the same time, faint footsteps sounded in the distance outside the door.

Having inherited some of Itachi's abilities, Zu Zong was highly sensitive to sound as well. The footsteps were very light. It was a child.

Could it be Xiao Yan? Zu Zong wondered.

The original Battle Through the Heavens seemed to mention that Xiao Yan had helped "nurture" Xun'er's meridians for three years when she was little. Judging by Xun'er's appearance, she was only four or five years old now. Could tonight be the night?

Thinking of this, Zu Zong decided to go all in. Death was death—he would take a gamble.

Zu Zong whispered to Xun'er, "Shh. I'm here to catch a Flower Thief. Recently, a Flower Thief has been appearing in Xiao Mansion, often sneaking into girls' bedrooms at night. He specifically targets little girls like you."

Xun'er sneered inwardly. Did he really think she was easy to fool just because she was young? Just as she was about to call Ling Ying in to seize this boy spouting nonsense, Ling Ying's voice transmitted from the shadows. "Miss, the boy is right. A little thief has indeed slipped in."

With Ling Ying's confirmation, Xun'er reluctantly believed Zu Zong a little. She also wanted to see what exactly he was planning tonight.

Creak.

The door was gently pushed open, and a four- or five-year-old boy sneaked inside.

The boy looked around. Seeing no one else in the room, he fixed his gaze on the bed.

On the bed, Xun'er lay down and pretended to sleep as Zu Zong had instructed. Zu Zong hid behind the door. If the boy silently approached Xun'er's bed, then he was unquestionably the Flower Thief.

Seeing the girl lying on the bed, breathing softly and evenly, the boy confirmed that she was asleep and cautiously approached step by step. Under the moonlight, Xun'er's adorable little face was fully revealed before him. The boy could no longer restrain himself. He stretched out his wicked hand and reached for Xun'er.

How could Zu Zong, hidden in the shadows, bear to let Xun'er be violated by the boy? He immediately leaped behind him, raised his right hand, and struck with a chopping blow. The boy sensed something was wrong behind him, but before he could turn around, pain flashed through his neck. He lost consciousness and collapsed to the floor.

"See? I told you so! There really was a Flower Thief!" As he spoke, Zu Zong pointed at the boy on the floor and gave him a kick for good measure.

Seeing the boy fall, Xun'er sat up and lit the candles in the room.

"This is Xiao Yan?" Xun'er cried out in shock.

She immediately recalled how kind he had been to her during the day. So he had ulterior motives all along. At that thought, Xun'er's expression grew colder, and the faint good impression she had held of Xiao Yan during the day vanished without a trace.

Zu Zong, who had been watching Xun'er, secretly nodded when he heard her call out Xiao Yan's name. So Xiao Yan had been caught by him the moment he tried to commit his crime! Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan. Since that's the case, I'll have to follow the last of the three essential rules for transmigrating into Battle Through the Heavens!

The three essential rules for transmigrating into Battle Through the Heavens: show off, flirt with girls, screw over Xiao Yan.

There were less than twenty minutes left before the system returned him to Douluo Continent, so Zu Zong still needed to stall for time. He feigned outrage, though inwardly he was delighted. "Looks like you know each other! In that case, how should we deal with this Flower Thief?"

Xun'er shook her head. She still needed to search the Xiao Clan for the Ancient Jade, so Xiao Yan could not die. "He is Uncle Xiao Zhan's son, after all. Just teach him a lesson. There's no need to kill him."

"Got it!" That was exactly what he had been waiting to hear. Now this young master could finally do what he had wanted to do for years.

The moment he finished speaking, Zu Zong grabbed the unconscious Xiao Yan with one hand, ran outside the courtyard, vaulted over the wall, and found an old crooked-necked tree.

Taking out a Kunai, Zu Zong unleashed the Uchiha version of the "Ox-Carving Blade Technique."

Rustle, rustle.

Within a few breaths, Xiao Yan had been stripped bare like a white sheep.

Zu Zong hung the naked Xiao Yan from the tree, then brazenly wrote several large words across his body: If there is a next time, I'll castrate you.

This was a punishment method Zu Zong had thought of back in his previous life on Blue Star. He believed that after this experience, Xiao Yan would never forget it for the rest of his life and would not dare launch another nighttime raid.

"Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan! If you don't enter hell, who will?"

After thinking it over, Zu Zong still felt dissatisfied. He simply tied Xiao Yan up in a Tortoise Shell Binding, took out a sheet of white paper, and stuck it to Xiao Yan's body. He wrote: A vile wretch sneaked into a maiden's chamber at night with improper intentions. I happened upon him and captured him. If he dares offend again, he shall be castrated without mercy.

"Mm, this will do for now! Still, it's a shame. I didn't see Xiao Yan's ring. I stripped him completely and still couldn't find it! What rotten luck."

Honestly, screwing over Xiao Yan was not the important part. What Zu Zong truly wanted was Xiao Yan's ring from the original story. Perhaps Xiao Yan was still too young and had not obtained it yet.

Inside the bedroom, Xun'er listened to everything Ling Ying reported. Her adorable little face flushed red. "That Big Brother is far too bad."

Ten minutes later, Zu Zong finally satisfied his twisted sense of amusement and returned to Xun'er's room.

Only ten minutes remained before the system would return him to Douluo Continent. Zu Zong had no intention of running. Even if he did, with his current strength, he might be able to hide from the Xiao Clan's few Grand Masters, but he could never escape Ling Ying, who was at the peak of the Dou Huang realm.

There was still only Xun'er in the bedroom. Ling Ying had presumably slipped back into the shadows in advance.

Suddenly, he noticed that Xiao Xun'er's complexion was poor, with a thin layer of cold sweat on her little forehead.

Zu Zong asked, "What's wrong?"

"N-Nothing. It's an old problem. It'll be fine in a while," Xun'er said it was nothing, but Zu Zong could hear how much pain she was in—extreme, unbearable pain. If he had not been here, she would likely have already passed out from the agony on the bed.

"Could it be... the fourth-ranked Heaven Flame—the Golden Emperor Burning Flame?" Even Zu Zong could not help but be alarmed. Heaven Flames were not something ordinary people could endure, especially one ranked fourth. Calling it capable of burning the heavens and boiling the seas would not be an exaggeration.

At this point, someone might ask: when a pitiful little loli beside you is being tortured so badly by illness that she wishes she were dead, what would you do?

Qing Jiao: Of course, take advantage while she's still warm.

Zu Zong: Pah, disgusting. Take this—Poison Dragon Entanglement!

"Fine! I'll treat a dead horse as if it were alive."

Zu Zong spread his right hand and gathered Soul Power in his palm. "Blue Silver Emperor—Awaken." A Blue Silver Emperor brimming with life force appeared in his hand. Its Blue Silver Grass leaves grew and gently wrapped around Xun'er.

"What are you doing?" Xun'er could not stop herself from trembling under the side effects of the Heaven Flame. Yet after saying those words, she felt a warm aura spread through her body, and the pain no longer seemed quite so unbearable.

Zu Zong no longer wore his usual smiling expression. He said solemnly, "Your condition is very bad. This is the Blue Silver Emperor. It possesses powerful life force and can help you recover."

Xun'er nodded her adorable little head without objection.

Hidden in the shadows, Ling Ying's heart rose to his throat. He knew about Xun'er's condition, but even the many elders of the Ancient Clan had been unable to solve it. He was even more helpless. Never had he expected that this mysterious youth before him could suppress the side effects of Xun'er's Heaven Flame. It was truly unbelievable.

The life-rich Soul Power within Zu Zong continuously passed through the Blue Silver Emperor's leaves into Xun'er's body, nourishing her meridians. Soul Power differed from Dou Qi. Though its general destructive power could not compare to high-level Dou Qi, it was uniquely effective at nourishing the body. This was why talented Soul Masters of Douluo Continent were generally as tall as adults by the age of eleven or twelve. This was especially true of the Soul Power produced by the Blue Silver Emperor.

Yet even Zu Zong himself did not notice that while the Blue Silver Emperor nourished Xun'er's meridians, it also absorbed a trace of the Golden Emperor Burning Flame's Sub-flame Qi. Of course, that was a matter for later.

The brief ten minutes were about to pass, yet to Zu Zong, they felt like twenty years. His Soul Power was exhausted. Using his final thread of Soul Power, Zu Zong transplanted the Blue Silver Emperor sapling in his hand into a flowerpot in Xun'er's bedroom.

Zu Zong said, "Take good care of this Blue Silver Grass from now on. It can effectively ease your symptoms."

[Ding, the time has come. The host will be teleported back to Douluo Continent. 10, 9...]

Hearing the system prompt in his mind, Zu Zong finally relaxed. Smiling, he said, "Then, until we meet again."

Space twisted. Zu Zong gradually vanished before Xun'er's eyes.

Watching Zu Zong disappear, Xun'er remained silent for a long time, staring blankly at the Blue Silver Grass he had left behind.

"Why? Why did he suddenly appear in my room and do something like that to me? Why did he know Xiao Yan would come to raid my room at night? Why was he so good to me, working so desperately just to ease my pain? And what was his name?"

With these questions in mind, Xun'er continued to ponder. Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.