Six Years Old, Dou Qi Stage Three

Douqi Continent, Jia Ma Empire, an unremarkable low house in a small alley of Wutan City.

A five- or six-year-old child sat cross-legged.

His hands formed a specific seal before him, his chest rising and falling faintly. With each breath in and out, a cycle formed, and amid that circulation of air, white currents flowed through his mouth and nose into his body.

On Douqi Continent, it was not hard to understand what this child was doing. This was the common method of cultivating Dou Qi on Douqi Continent.

"Whew..."

Su Yun opened his eyes and ended today's cultivation. He had been on Douqi Continent for six years now, and from the time he began cultivating at four, a full two years had passed.

Just like Xiao Yan in the original work, because he had lived two lives, his soul was stronger than that of ordinary people, and his cultivation talent rose along with it. Su Yun's cultivation talent was not low either.

On top of that, with an adult's mind, he was not playful like a real six-year-old brat. After two years of bitter cultivation, he was only six this year, yet he already possessed Dou Qi Stage Three.

"I just don't know exactly how high the talent of reaching Dou Qi Stage Three at six years old is?"

Su Yun muttered to himself.

He had been born poor in this life and had no background to speak of. Having read the original work thoroughly, he knew full well that strength reigned supreme on Douqi Continent, where the weak were prey to the strong, so he had barely interacted with children his own age.

He had only stayed behind closed doors and cultivated bitterly, doing everything he could to increase his strength.

Because of that, he did not know just how much of a genius a six-year-old at Dou Qi Stage Three really was.

But on second thought, if he had Dou Qi Stage Three at six years old, then even if he advanced one stage a year from now on, after twelve, his cultivation could still reach the height of Ninth Stage Dou Qi.

That was already not low.

One had to know that at the beginning of the original work, Xiao Xun'er, who was at Ninth Stage Dou Qi at fourteen, was already the second person in the Xiao Family in a hundred years.

The talent of reaching Dou Qi Stage Three at six years old could not be bad no matter how one looked at it.

"Then my talent is still pretty decent."

"Sigh..."

Changing his thoughts, Su Yun sighed. In terms of aptitude, he was not much different from Xiao Yan.

But he might not necessarily compare to this little fellow countryman.

He got off the bed, picked up the plain white steamed bun on the wooden table, and sighed inwardly that he did not have such good fortune.

Xiao Yan was a member of the Xiao Family, one of the Eight Ancient Clans. Even if they had declined, in Wutan City, they were still one of the Three Great Clans. As the young clan leader of the Xiao Family, at the very least, he did not have to worry about food, clothing, or daily necessities.

Unlike him, living in a broken thatched hut and gnawing on plain white steamed buns.

In this life, he had been born a commoner. His father's cultivation had been slightly higher, a Three-star Dou Zhe, while his mother had only remained at the Dou Qi stage.

His family's expenses and income had mainly depended on his father hunting low-level magical beasts, while his mother did odd jobs for wealthy households in Wutan City to supplement the household income.

While barely maintaining their livelihood, they had still been able to save a little spare money.

But when he was four, his father had been killed in the Magical Beast Mountain Range. His mother, overcome with grief, had followed his father the next year. His days had grown increasingly difficult.

This was only the family background part.

Xiao Yan was the destined protagonist of Douqi Continent, bearing the mandate of fate.

As long as he endured three years, with Yao Chen as his teacher, the Flame Mantra as his cheat, and Xiao Xun'er and a crowd of beauties as his help,

he would climb to the peak, advance to Dou Di, ascend to the greater world, and become a proper winner in life.

Su Yun thought sourly.

As fellow transmigrators from Earth, he could not help comparing himself to Xiao Yan. He had transmigrated six years ago, and his system still had not appeared. This gap...

Su Yun shook his head and stopped thinking about all that nonsense. Rather than letting his thoughts fly all over the place, it was better to take action and keep his feet on the ground.

Silently finishing the steamed bun in his hand, Su Yun once again sank into thought.

For the next few years, it was better to stay in Wutan City, keep a low profile, and cultivate bitterly.

A genius was a genius, but Dou Qi Stage Three was nowhere near enough to act recklessly.

Although Wutan City was somewhat remote, and aside from Xiao Xun'er's guard Ling Ying, the strongest people were only Da Dou Shi, public order was still acceptable.

As long as you did not provoke those profligate young masters and had no feud with the great families, no one would bother a commoner.

Su Yun's parents had been honest and dutiful all their lives, so naturally there was no concern there.

As for Su Yun, a six-year-old shut-in brat who cultivated bitterly and basically never left home except for necessary supplies, there was naturally no problem either.

Therefore, Su Yun planned to raise his cultivation first before acting recklessly. The savings his parents had accumulated over half their lives in this world were also enough to cover his expenses for several years.

The Dou Qi stage mainly involved widening the meridians and tempering the body, strengthening the channels, and laying a foundation for condensing Dou Qi inside the body in the future.

When cultivating Dou Qi, people were relatively young, and the meridians in their bodies were fragile, so they basically could not use external force to help.

The requirements for cultivation resources were close to none, relying entirely on one's own hard work and talent. He also did not need to trouble himself looking for cultivation resources, and he was not in a hurry to roam Douqi Continent.

Coming back to his senses, he dug out a few Gold Coins from under the bed, stepped through the door, left the alley, and walked toward the main streets of Wutan City.

The dry rations at home had already been eaten, and this trip outside was to buy enough for the next three or four days.

After leaving the alley and walking for roughly another ten minutes, he arrived at Wutan City's marketplace. Of course, he was not here to make purchases.

There were several marketplaces like this in Wutan City, controlled by the Three Great Clans. The things sold here were relatively precious, such as magic cores, as well as weapons and jewelry forged from magic cores, and some medicinal herbs.

Clearly, this was not a place a small fry like Su Yun should be coming to right now.

It was just that this marketplace was on the only road he had to take to buy supplies.

If he wanted to go to the place that sold supplies used by ordinary commoners, he had to pass through here. If he took a detour, with his current leg strength, he would have to walk for half an hour.

As soon as he entered the marketplace, Su Yun walked along the edge.

This marketplace was filled with mercenaries and merchants, and the things sold were items like magic cores. Whether it was those selling or those buying, there was no doubt they all possessed cultivation.

Among the customers coming and going on the path and the stall owners selling goods, most people's cultivation was at the Dou Zhe level or above. They were not people a little brat at Dou Qi Stage Three could afford to provoke.

Although people from the Three Great Clans maintained order here, and those who lost their heads and caused trouble were rarely seen, it was not as if there were none. Not to mention that there was already friction between the Three Great Clans.

The three clans often cursed at one another, the air thick with the smell of gunpowder. If one was even slightly careless, they might start fighting in the street, and if he got caught in the fallout, he would have nowhere to cry.

Having been reborn on Douqi Continent, Su Yun naturally understood what kind of world this was. Having lived two lives, he was steady as an old dog. Every time he passed through, he was cautious and moved quickly.

This was not hard to understand. He was only a genius, not a powerhouse. Before he grew up, keeping a low profile was the best policy.

He passed through the marketplace, bought grain, and returned by the original route. Su Yun was the same as always, cautious and walking quickly.

"So this is our family's marketplace?"

"Right, this is the place. This marketplace is toward the south of Wutan City and is controlled by our Xiao Family."

Su Yun returned to the marketplace and was just about to go home to keep a low profile and cultivate when he heard scattered conversation by his ear, and thought to himself,

People from the Xiao Family?

He had lived in Wutan City for six years. Although he had never gone out the front gate or taken a step beyond the inner door,

he still knew the distribution of power in Wutan City. This marketplace was the one Xiao Yan had brought Xiao Xun'er to in the original work.

Su Yun looked up and saw two children around his age, one boy and one girl.

Shaking his head, he did not think much of it. He had no relationship with the Xiao Family, so there was no need to interact with members of the Xiao Family.

"Ding..."