Xiao Yan and Yan Xiao (Please Bookmark and Follow)

"Miss Nalan, out of respect for your grandfather, I, Xiao, offer you a word of advice."

"Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river. Never bully a poor young man!"

The young man's cold, resolute words echoed through the Xiao Family's council hall, one of Wutan City's three great families.

Everyone's gaze fell upon that thin figure. For a moment, they were dazed, unable to suppress the sighs in their hearts.

He had begun cultivating Dou Qi at four, possessed nine stages of Dou Qi at ten, successfully condensed a Dou Qi vortex at eleven, and at twelve became the youngest Dou Zhe in the Xiao Family's hundred-year history. Those were the achievements of his genius youth.

Yet at the height of his pride, heaven had dealt him a crushing blow. His cultivation had inexplicably begun to regress, eventually remaining fixed at the third stage of Dou Qi. He had become a worthless good-for-nothing scorned by all, and it had been nearly three years.

Today, the young man had suffered the humiliation of his fiancée coming to break off their engagement, which was why he had roared those words.

"Good, what a 'never bully a poor young man.' My cousin Chu Xiao truly is extraordinary."

A middle-aged man seated at the head of the hall widened his tiger-like eyes and was about to speak, but a young man seated in the front row along the side of the hall was faster.

The young man was tall and slender, dressed in a refined yet casual black robe. He had a high nose bridge, thin pressed lips, and handsome features, just like those high-dimensional Yanzu Tianles who could peer into this world's storyline through storybooks.

The instant he stood, he became the center of attention. Young maidens with budding feelings all looked at him with admiration.

Among them, a girl in a purple dress who had kept her head lowered over a book slowly raised her head as well. Golden flames seemed to flash through her beautiful eyes.

She possessed an otherworldly, serene beauty untouched by mortal dust, making the young men present unable to resist glancing at her.

"Cousin!"

Meeting the young man's concerned gaze, Xiao Yan, who had been forcibly suppressing his emotions, felt his eyes redden.

When he had still been a genius, he had been surrounded by praise and flattery. It was inevitable that he had become arrogant and unruly. But after becoming a cripple, others had gradually begun to distance themselves from him. Some had once fawned over him and envied the resources and status he could command, only to turn around and begin mocking him once he fell.

Only his father and mother, his eldest brother Xiao Ding, his second brother Xiao Li, and Chu Xiao, the cousin born to his eldest paternal aunt, had never changed their attitudes toward him. They had shown him who truly cared for him.

"Yan-di, I believe in you." Chu Xiao reached out and patted Xiao Yan's shoulder, his eyes filled with encouragement, trust, and a trace of wistfulness. "In three years, when you challenge her at the Misty Cloud Sect, you will definitely win."

Xiao Yan roared within the Xiao Family; only today did he know who he truly was!

Never would I have imagined that one moment I would be lying in bed, holding a life-sized Xiao Yi Xian figure in my left arm and a life-sized Medusa figure in my right, admiring the Xun Er, Yan Lingji, Yun Yun, Feng Qing Er, Shao Siming, and other figures posing by the opposite wall—and the next moment, the earth would shake. Before I could react, I lost consciousness.

When he woke again, he was already in the Xiao Family of the Dou Qi Continent, witnessing the beginning of Yan-di's legendary life.

But he knew that he had not just transmigrated here. He had been reborn into this world, and he still retained memories from before the age of three.

When he was three, the Xiao Family, then still in the imperial capital, had been attacked by powerful enemies. His parents had died protecting his pregnant aunt by marriage—Xiao Yan's mother.

At the time, he had been consumed with fury, but he had been too young to do anything. He could only stare desperately at the enemy's face, trying to remember it.

Perhaps the hatred in his eyes had been too intense and his gaze too fervent, for the enemy discovered his hiding place and ruthlessly attacked, intending to eliminate the root of the problem.

His aunt by marriage had desperately fought the assassin to protect him, ultimately forcing the enemy away. However, the battle had disturbed her pregnancy, and she gave birth to Xiao Yan a month early.

After that day, perhaps due to the shock, his memories had been sealed away. They only returned now, upon hearing the words, "Never bully a poor young man."

Although this Xiao Yan isn't the one I remember, he still seems to be one of those trash-to-legend protagonists, a child of destiny?

Looking at Xiao Yan's youthful face, complicated emotions rose in Chu Xiao's heart.

Reviewing his memories of the past eighteen years, he realized that Xiao Yan had never displayed the maturity an adult should possess since childhood. Nor had he, like Chu Xiao, received red compulsory education. He was a genuine native of this world.

Most likely, it was the butterfly effect brought about by Chu Xiao. His aunt by marriage had given birth to Xiao Yan prematurely, while the soul of that Earth compatriot, "Xiao Yan," had not yet arrived.

I wonder whether that fellow countryman was reborn as someone in the Xiao Family, or somewhere else on the Dou Qi Continent.

"Achoo!"

Within some mysterious space, a young man with Dou Qi Wings spread behind his back was about to pass through a spatial portal when he suddenly sneezed.

Though he was still only a mere Dou Emperor, his strength was not weak among the younger generation of his clan. Could he actually have caught a cold?

Don't tell me someone is talking about me behind my back from across worlds?

"Not good."

The young man rubbed his nose. His Soul Power sharply sensed spatial fluctuations, and his expression changed.

The next moment, a lively voice rang beside his ear. "Yan Xiao, I found you."

Yan Xiao: "..."

How unlucky. I only wanted to leave the Flame World and visit the Central Plains to experience the customs of another land. Why was that not allowed?

"If you do not become a Dou Zong before the age of twenty, you are forbidden from leaving the Flame World. If you want to go out and play, then cultivate properly!"

A veiled woman with a curvaceous figure appeared at the young man's side, standing upon empty space as she grabbed his ear.

"Hey, hey, hey! Sis, I was wrong! Let go of me!" the handsome young man immediately begged for mercy.

But the young woman refused to let go, making his anger flare.

"Hiss, Huo Zhi, don't push me!"

"I am pushing you. Tell me, what can you possibly do to me, you little Dou Emperor?" The veiled woman's eyes were full of amusement.

"I'll find myself a brother-in-law. Believe it or not?" Yan Xiao barked stubbornly.

Let's see you suffer through childbirth, hmph!

Huo Zhi: "..."

You should be called Huo Zhi—the zhi of childish.

Stupid little brother. I clearly didn't beat him enough when he was young.

Chu Xiao, far away in the Xiao Family, knew nothing of all this.

He could confirm that his cousin Xiao Yan was not his fellow Earthling, but he still suspected that Xiao Yan remained a child of destiny.

Though he had been born prematurely, his cultivation talent was still exceptional, his Soul Power was innately strong, and his cultivation had regressed until he became useless. It was obvious that he would form a connection with Revered Pill Master Yao Chen in the future. Today, he had even encountered the upheaval of a broken engagement.

The Soul Clan's destruction had been "destined" from the moment Xiao Yan's engagement was broken.

So should I just find a place to lie down and wait for Little Yan Zi to become Emperor, then have him take me to the Great Thousand World to enjoy myself?

The moment his memories of his past life returned, Chu Xiao's first thought was to slack off and ride the victory wave. His mental state was exceptionally splendid.

This all sounded lengthy, but in truth, it happened in the span of a flash.

"Who are you to lecture me?" Suddenly being rebuked, Nalan Yanran glared furiously at Xiao Yan.

She had been doted on by her parents since childhood. After growing up, countless men had courted her. Ever since Yun Yun, the sect leader of the Misty Cloud Sect, had taken her as a disciple, everyone around her had been a flatterer. Her temperament had become incomparably spoiled, and she simply could not tolerate being lectured by someone her own age.

"Even if your talent was once extraordinarily high and surpassed mine, you are now nothing but a cripple who cannot cultivate. Yet I have been noticed and accepted as a disciple by a Dou Emperor expert. You and I are people of two different worlds. We can leave the matter of dissolving the engagement aside today, but three years from now, I hope you will come to the Misty Cloud Sect as promised. Do not become a coward who hides his head in the sand."

After pouring all that out in one breath, Nalan Yanran still felt it was not enough. She turned to Chu Xiao and raised her chin. "And you, what do you think you are? Xiao Yan was at least once a genius I could not compare to. What are you blindly supporting him for?"

The young man beside her, wearing a five-star Dou Zhe badge, stepped forward. His sharp gaze carried an oppressive pressure.

"Well said."

Chu Xiao rubbed his brow and mobilized the Dou Qi within his body.

The next instant, a layer of purple-black Dou Qi gauze formed over his body.

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