Xiao Bai

Dou Qi Continent, Northwest Region, Jia Ma Empire, Wutan City, Xiao Clan.

Bang, bang, bang!

"Xiao Bai, get out here!"

"I know you're in there! Don't hide inside and keep quiet!"

At that moment, a young man in black stood at the entrance of a small courtyard, pounding on the door and shouting.

Creak.

When the young man in black saw the door open, he retreated several steps in a row before warily looking toward the courtyard gate.

A youth walked out from inside. His features were calm and unassuming, his white robe snowy, a scroll gathered in his hand. His bearing was gentle and warm, and a faint smile hung on his face.

That familiar face, familiar smile, and familiar deep gaze that held not the slightest trace of mirth made the young man in black feel a little flustered. The last two times, this fellow had looked at him with exactly that expression, and then he had been beaten terribly.

"Brother Xiao Yan, long time no see!"

"Oh? A Two Star Fighter now, huh. No wonder you're so confident. Even your voice is louder than usual!"

Xiao Bai leaned lazily against the doorframe, looking the wary young man in black up and down from several steps away.

Without betraying anything, he swept a glance over the Black Ring on Xiao Yan's hand, feeling somewhat puzzled. Had something happened to the old man inside the ring? This guy was already a Two Star Fighter, so why hadn't it started draining him yet?

Seeing that careless movement and hearing that strange, sarcastic tone, Xiao Yan's anger instantly surged up, suppressing what little panic he felt.

What the hell am I scared of? Today, I'm beating him down!

Don't tell me that after breaking through to Two Star Fighter, I still can't beat someone at 9 Star Dou Zhi Qi?

Today, I'm going to let this guy know what true terror is!

"Cut the crap! Take this—Boulder Fist!"

Thinking that he could soon beat this detestable fellow into a pig's head, Xiao Yan felt a little excited and charged forward impatiently.

Looking at the fist coming toward him, Xiao Bai shook his head. Only when the fist was nearly upon him did he slowly raise his hand and seize Xiao Yan's wrist.

The fist was only a few centimeters from Xiao Bai's face, but to Xiao Yan, those few centimeters felt like an impassable chasm. No matter how he exerted all his strength, he could not advance even an inch.

Xiao Bai turned slightly, pulled Xiao Yan behind him, gently raised his leg, and sent him flying with a side kick.

Xiao Bai placed the scroll in his hand on a stone lion off to the side, then unhurriedly straightened his sleeves.

He walked toward Xiao Yan, who was just crawling up, kicked him over with one foot, straddled him, and started greeting him with his fists.

"That's for yelling at my door!"

"That's for smashing my door!"

"That's for peeping at female clan members while they bathed! Die, you pervert!"

Not long ago, the incident of Xiao Yu chasing Xiao Yan with a sword had caused a great uproar throughout the Xiao Clan, and Xiao Bai had heard a little about it too.

"Xiao Bai, Xiao Yan, what are you two doing?"

A somewhat dignified voice sounded from behind him. After Xiao Bai heard it, he stopped attacking, got up from Xiao Yan, straightened his disheveled lapels, turned around, cupped his hands, and said:

"Xiao Bai greets the Clan Head!"

Xiao Zhan looked at the youth before him and nodded.

"What are you two doing?"

"Nothing much. Brother Xiao Yan and I were just playing around!"

"Playing around?"

Xiao Zhan looked at Xiao Yan, who was bruised and swollen as he crawled up, and the corner of his mouth twitched. However, seeing that they were all superficial injuries, he could not really say much.

He was a father, but he was also the Clan Head. Although the white-robed youth before him was the adopted son of a Xiao Clan member, he was still part of the Xiao Clan. Besides, with that girl Xun Er protecting him, who in the Xiao Clan would dare bully him as an adult picking on a child?

Thinking of Xiao Xun Er's background, a trace of wariness flashed through Xiao Zhan's eyes.

"Xiao Bai, although you haven't been able to break through these past three years, the Elders and I all have high hopes for you. You and Xiao Yan are both the future of our Xiao Clan. You must stand together and support each other, understood?"

Xiao Bai hooked an arm around Xiao Yan, who had just climbed to his feet, nodded to Xiao Zhan, and said:

"I understand. Don't worry, Clan Head. Little Brother Yan is my beloved friend and kin, my own brother in arms!"

Xiao Yan rolled his eyes. Is this how you treat a brother? He struggled slightly, but the hand on his shoulder was like an iron pincer, impossible to break free from.

"Good!"

Xiao Zhan nodded in satisfaction, then looked Xiao Bai up and down with a smile.

"Although you haven't broken through to Fighter, you've achieved some success in body tempering and can match a Fighter. That can also be considered forging another path!"

"You praise me too highly, Clan Head. At most, I can only match a Fighter, and I have no future. Brother Xiao Yan is the one who matters. A Fighter at eleven years old, a dragon's bearing and phoenix's grace, shouldering the heavy responsibility of revitalizing the clan. His future is limitless. He is truly the fortune of our Xiao Clan!"

Hearing him praise his son like that, the smile on Xiao Zhan's face grew even wider, and he patted Xiao Bai on the shoulder.

"Haha. Xiao Bai, you're only thirteen. There's no need to belittle yourself. I believe you'll break through!"

"All right, you youngsters should get closer to each other. Yan Er, learn properly from your Bai Ge. Don't spend every day fooling around!"

After saying that, Xiao Zhan turned and left.

After Xiao Zhan left, Xiao Yan looked expressionlessly at Xiao Bai and said:

"Are you done acting? Can you let go of me now?"

Xiao Bai withdrew his hand. Xiao Yan felt as if he had finally escaped a demonic claw, sprang to the side, and said hatefully:

"Hypocrite. Once I break through to Dou Shi, just see how I teach you a lesson. Hmph!"

After saying that, he even gave an arrogantly cute cold snort.

Xiao Bai stared at him speechlessly. Maybe he should just beat this guy to death while it was still early.

A person really should not be shameless to this extent. Breaking through to Dou Shi just to beat up someone at 9 Star Dou Zhi Qi—could he have even a little martial virtue?

But on second thought, if this guy wanted to break through to Dou Shi, it would be at least five years later, so he gave up on the idea.

In his previous life, when Xiao Bai read the original novel, he had quite admired this guy. He repaid kindness, unlike certain protagonists.

But now that they were in the same time and space, Xiao Bai found Xiao Yan, who had not yet gone through three years of hardship, somewhat annoying.

As for Xiao Yan's ring, Xiao Bai did not have any ideas about it. He had the Lightning attribute, which meant the ring's greatest opportunity was useless to him.

Another thing was that he was not sure when Yao Lao woke up. From the first time he met Xiao Yan, Xiao Bai had felt as if he were being watched every time they met, faintly there and not there. He did not know if it was an illusion.

However, the previous two times he had beaten Xiao Yan, Xiao Bai had truly sensed a pair of eyes sizing him up.

He did not know whether the old man had done it on purpose, or whether Xiao Bai's own soul was naturally strong enough that he had sensed it himself.

Xiao Bai closed his eyes and calmed the slightly restless mood from earlier. His mind sank into his Sea of Consciousness, and he sensed the ancient, simple talisman in his mind.

In his previous life, there had been a period when he often had all sorts of messy dreams, seriously interfering with his sleep. After taking countless medicines to no effect, he had gone to a Daoist temple, thinking that if science did not work, he would try mysticism.

After hearing about his condition, the old Daoist priest in the temple calmly stroked his beard and told him that a single talisman could solve it.

The Purple Firmament Divine Thunder Talisman. Stick it at the head of the bed, and immortals and demons would retreat, all evils would be unable to invade. Absolutely effective.

Looking at that ancient talisman, Xiao Bai gritted his teeth and spent 2,000 yuan in merit money to invite it back. Then he hurried home in high spirits, stuck it at the head of his bed, lay down, and tested the effect.

Who would have thought the talisman's effect would be good—so good that Xiao Bai wanted to cry.

The dreams were gone, but the dream had come true.

After waking up, he discovered that not only had he arrived on the Dou Qi Continent, he had also changed into the body of a five-year-old. The talisman had come with him too, floating in his Sea of Consciousness.

However, after the talisman brought Xiao Bai across, it had only shot five bolts of lightning in different colors into his five viscera when he broke through to 9 Star Dou Zhi Qi at the age of ten. Apart from that, it had remained completely still.

And Xiao Bai's cultivation had also stayed at 9 Star Dou Zhi Qi for three whole years.