Pure Hell Style

In the Xiao family, anyone who had not reached the seventh stage of Dou Qi by adulthood would lose the qualification to enter the Dou Qi Pavilion in search of a Dou Qi cultivation method and would instead be assigned to work in one of the family's businesses.

Xiao Lang, who had never worked a day in his previous life, would rather sell medicine than be assigned a job after crossing over to the Dou Qi Continent!

After all, the guy next door selling Strength Pills from a stall had already taken off. Selling pills from his own stall couldn't possibly leave him worse off than that guy, could it?

Working was absolutely impossible!

It had been impossible in his previous life, let alone this one.

After comforting Xiao Xun'er, Xiao Lang brought her with him to the training grounds.

Because today was Xiao Lang's coming-of-age ceremony!

"He's here, that trash is here!"

"Heh, I wonder what Sister Xun'er sees in him. She actually walks around with trash like that."

"Maybe she likes his looks."

"Fuck! Traitor! I, Xiao Ri Tian, am the most handsome man in the entire Xiao family. No objections allowed!"

"Yeah, yeah, sure."

"Will you all shut up? Be careful, or he'll call Xiao Yan over to beat you up!"

"..."

Today was Xiao Yan's coming-of-age ceremony, and it was also the coming-of-age ceremony for the entire Xiao family. Most of the gloomy youths gathered at the training grounds already knew they would not pass the test.

Quite a few also watched Xiao Lang with eager expressions, waiting to see him make a fool of himself.

But many of those whom Xiao Lang had once beaten up alongside Xiao Yan recalled the terror of being dominated by Xiao Lang. Not only had they been beaten, but for some reason, they had also wet themselves every time.

It had been fine when they were little, but wetting themselves at over ten years old was rather embarrassing.

Thus, quite a few left the Xiao family as soon as they came of age, claiming they were going out into the world to seek their fortunes.

In truth, everyone understood that they were just too embarrassed and wanted to live in another city.

"Brother Xiao Yan, do you think Brother Xiao Lang might become a Dou Zhe overnight again, just like he did eight years ago?"

As everyone fell quiet, Xiao Mei'er stood beside Xiao Yan and asked expectantly.

At just thirteen, Xiao Mei'er's naturally alluring brows had already begun to take shape. She was youthful yet seductive—what people today would call the Pure Desire Style.

If she made a video, she would definitely become more popular than those internet influencers.

After all, who could refuse a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old little girl in the Pure Desire Style calling them big brother?

Of course, three years was the minimum sentence. Hopefully, everyone remembered to stick to the Pure Hell Style.

"I also hope Third Brother can create another miracle, but..."

Regret flashed through Xiao Yan's eyes, though he did not voice the rest of his thoughts.

After all, his current achievements were inseparable from the Foundation Building Spirit Liquid his third brother had given him.

He had also kept that Qi Gathering Powder from eight years ago, never opening it even once because he feared he would not be able to resist using it.

Fortunately, he had restrained himself. Moreover, relying on his own strength, he had condensed a Dou Qi Vortex on his first try and successfully become a Dou Zhe!

Seeing everyone looking at him, Xiao Lang had a sudden idea and abruptly released the Dou Qi of his eighth stage.

He then sighed and said with considerable regret:

"Sorry for making everyone laugh. I only had a small enlightenment last night, a small enlightenment. I merely broke through two stages of Dou Qi."

"..."

Hearing Xiao Lang's words and seeing his punchable, showy demeanor, the crowd instantly erupted like oil splashed into cold water.

Everyone wore different expressions as they looked at Xiao Lang with complicated gazes.

"No way? Is that really the Dou Qi of the eighth stage!?"

"That aura can't be wrong. I'm at this stage myself, but why does his Dou Qi feel denser than mine?"

"If someone at the same level has denser Dou Qi than you, then there's only one reason!" Xiao Ri Tian stepped forward and said.

"What reason?"

"His Dou Qi is denser than yours!"

"..."

"Fuck, beat him up! What kind of nonsense was that?"

"Don't hit my handsome face!"

"Hahaha, I knew it! My son, Xiao Zhan's son, could never be trash!"

The moment Xiao Zhan finished speaking, he felt a strange sense that he had said those exact words before.

But he did not think much of it. Although Xiao Lang had not become a Dou Zhe overnight as he once had, he had still reached the eighth stage of Dou Qi and gained the qualifications to cultivate.

"..."

The three elders, however, looked extremely grim.

When Xiao Lang's talent had been poor, that little brat had already shown them no respect. Now that his talent had returned, he would only respect them even less.

"Damn it, why could that trash recover his talent?!"

Within the crowd, Xiao Ning stared jealously at Xiao Lang, who stood beside Xiao Xun'er.

If Xiao Yan had been standing beside Xiao Xun'er, he did not think he would have felt this jealous.

But why did it have to be that trash!

Even though Xiao Lang had reached the eighth stage of Dou Qi, Xiao Ning did not care much. He was confident he could reach the ninth stage of Dou Qi by the time he came of age!

He was only weaker than Xiao Lang now because of their age difference.

"Watch your words, Xiao Ning, unless you want a beating."

Xiao Lang had not heard him, but a sharp glint flashed through Xiao Yan's eyes as he looked at Xiao Ning.

"Who are you trying to intimidate? My brother can say whatever he wants!"

Xiao Yu stepped in front of Xiao Ning. Even though Xiao Yan was a Three-star Dou Practitioner, she did not seem afraid in the slightest.

"What, is it that I, Xiao Lang, can no longer wield a blade, or are you, Xiao Yu, just too arrogant? Don't you know Xiao Yan is my little brother? How dare you speak to him like that? Believe it or not, I'll whip your butt until it's swollen?"

At that moment, Xiao Lang walked over and provocatively swept his gaze over Xiao Yu's long legs, which started below her chest.

At the same time, he could not help admiring them. If those legs wore Balenciagas and attack-speed boots, they would definitely drive any man mad.

"Xiao Lang, you bastard!"

Seeing Xiao Lang's roguish, handsome smile—three parts carefree, three parts mocking, and four parts cold detachment—Xiao Yu's face instantly reddened.

Eight years ago, when Mo Lang had sent the brothers Xiao Long and Xiao Hu flying off the arena with a single move of Mountain Overturning Sea Suppressing, his heroic figure had planted itself in her young heart.

Even after Xiao Lang later fell back to the third stage of Dou Qi, she had firmly believed that he could return to the peak.

She had even decided to comfort him that night, only to see Xiao Lang sneak into Xiao Xun'er's room!

At that moment, her heart had shattered completely, and the world had gone dark. Love had turned into hate, and she had cultivated even harder in an effort to forget Xiao Lang.

But when she saw Xiao Lang's spirited appearance again today, her heart was stirred once more.

Yet when she saw Xiao Xun'er beside him again, hatred flickered in her eyes once more.

Tears of grievance nearly spilled from her eyes.

"..."

Seeing this, Xiao Lang panicked a little.

What he feared most was women crying, especially when they cried for no apparent reason.

What the hell was this?

Why had Xiao Yu's character setting changed?

Wasn't she supposed to challenge me?

So I could trigger the system's choice!

Was it because I hadn't touched her thigh, so she wasn't angry and didn't provoke me?

Should I touch it?

At that moment, a choice really did appear before Xiao Lang's eyes.