Those Snow-White Long Legs

On the bustling streets of Wutan City, sunlight spilled over the surging crowds, and the cacophony of noise rose and fell in waves.

His demeanor thoroughly infuriated Xiao Yu. Her originally charming eyes instantly ignited with raging flames, making her look like a provoked little lioness.

She let out a coquettish huff, her pearly teeth clenched tight.

"Xiao Fan, don't you go too far!"

With that, she launched an attack, her long, snow-white legs whipping toward Xiao Fan with a sharp, whistling wind.

Her bright, fair legs even caught the sunlight, shimmering with a faint reflection.

Xiao Fan, however, remained as steady as Mount Tai, his expression still indifferent, as if nothing before him could stir his heart in the slightest.

On his handsome face, his sword-like brows arched slightly as he spoke slowly: "As everyone knows, in my previous life, This Emperor was an Innate Sacred Body Dao Fetus, possessing an unparalleled physique. Although this second life lacks that invincible talent, it is still not something an ordinary person can compare to."

As he spoke, Xiao Yu's long leg had already arrived before him, carrying a howling gale. The powerful air currents whistled, making it impossible to underestimate.

Logically speaking, as a Dou Shi, Xiao Yu's angry kick was not something an ordinary Dou Zhe could easily block, let alone one who didn't even fight back.

Yet, a shocking scene unfolded.

Xiao Fan didn't even move, nor did he release a shred of Dou Qi. He simply reached out his right hand with effortless ease and pinched Xiao Yu's calf.

The movement was fluid and natural, as if he were merely waving his hand.

He smiled calmly and said, "Cousin Xiao Yu, are you on a diet lately? There's no meat on your calf at all."

His expression was relaxed and comfortable, even carrying a hint of teasing, as if all of this were nothing more than a child's game to him.

Xiao Yu's charming face instantly flushed red. Looking like a ripe apple, she was nearly bursting with shame and anger.

Gritting her teeth, she shouted, "Xiao Fan, you jerk, that's too much!"

She then launched her other leg into the air, attempting to use both legs to put this detestable fellow in a scissor lock.

Unfortunately, who was Xiao Fan? He had long since seen through all her intentions and merely tilted his body slightly to dodge the attack of her other leg.

His side-stepping movement was elegant and composed, devoid of any panic, as relaxed as a stroll in a garden.

Having kicked at empty air, Xiao Yu instantly lost her balance and looked as if she were about to fall to the ground.

At this critical moment, Xiao Fan released his grip and, with lightning speed, caught her in a bridal carry.

The entire process was completed in one go, without the slightest hesitation, looking incredibly dashing.

At this moment, Xiao Yu's delicate body trembled slightly in Xiao Fan's arms, her eyes filled with a mix of shame, annoyance, and a hint of panic.

Xiao Fan, however, remained calm, secretly feeling smug: Hmph, with just these little tricks, you want to stump This Emperor?

The soft body in his arms did not shake Emperor Xiao Fan in the slightest, and he continued to hold forth: "See? This Emperor is not only invincible among peers but can also defeat enemies of higher ranks."

His tone was brimming with confidence, as if everything were under his control, and his expression was so arrogant that it seemed as if nothing in the world could catch his eye.

This scene thoroughly convinced the onlookers who had been jeering, and they began to praise him one after another:

"Young Master Xiao Fan is truly amazing! That skill is simply divine! That reaction speed and that composed response are absolutely breathtaking!"

A young man widened his eyes, his face full of admiration, and couldn't help but shout aloud.

"Hahahaha, he is worthy of being a former Great Emperor; this strength is unfathomable! I reckon that in this Wutan City, there are only a handful of people who can go toe-to-toe with Young Master Xiao Fan!"

An old man stroked his beard, nodding repeatedly, his eyes filled with appreciation.

"Young Master Xiao Fan is mighty! To neutralize Miss Xiao Yu's attack so easily—truly impressive! This kind of ability is definitely not something an ordinary person possesses!"

A burly man waved his fists excitedly and cheered loudly, his rugged face full of agitation.

"With this kind of strength, he is among the best in all of Wutan City! Young Master Xiao Fan's future achievements will surely be limitless!"

A man dressed like a scholar fanned himself, his eyes full of respect, thinking to himself: This Young Master Xiao Fan is truly gifted.

"Emperor Xiao Fan will definitely become a powerhouse of a generation in the future; there is no doubt about that! With such talent and strength, he will surely carve out a world-shaking legacy on the Dou Qi Continent!"

A child also shouted excitedly, his eyes sparkling with longing.

[Ding! Many people are convinced by you. Gained 2300 points!]

Xiao Fan's lips curled slightly, a flash of joy in his eyes as he calculated internally: Very good. I can start preparing to break through to Dou Huang. Once This Emperor succeeds, I will be able to come and go as I please throughout the Jia Ma Empire.

Xiao Fan and Xiao Yu returned to the Xiao Clan. In the courtyard of the Xiao Clan, the sun was obscured by clouds, making the atmosphere appear somewhat gloomy.

The shamed and angry Xiao Yu was flushed red, the color like a vibrant sunset. Her beautiful eyes burned with fury, her pearly teeth clenched, and her lips trembled slightly.

She could not understand why she, who had been studying at Jianan Academy, had lost to this guy who did nothing but brag every day.

But a loss was a loss; she, Xiao Yu, could afford to lose. She was just angry at the guy's indifferent attitude!

Clearly... clearly he had just touched her!

Was she really that lacking in charm?

Women are just like that; when you are full of lust, she thinks you are a creep, but when you act like a gentleman, she thinks you are truly boring and don't understand her charm.

Xiao Yu glared at him hatefully, huffed, flicked her sleeves, and strode back to her room. With a "bang," she slammed the door shut, the sound echoing particularly loudly in the quiet courtyard.

This scene left Xiao Yan filled with curiosity, his lively eyes brimming with confusion.

Xiao Yan hurried over to Xiao Fan's side, tilting his head with an eager, curious expression as he asked, "Brother, what did you do? You made Sister Xiao Yu so angry."

Xiao Fan merely replied indifferently, "I just taught her a small lesson."

After saying this, he clasped his hands behind his back, tilted his head slightly, and swayed as he walked back to his own room.

He looked unfathomable, as if everything were under his control, a faint, elusive smile hanging at the corners of his mouth.

This scene left Xiao Yan completely bewildered, and he muttered to himself, What on earth is going on?

He scratched his head, his face full of confusion.

Unable to suppress his curiosity, he headed straight out to gather information.

The streets were bustling with people, the noise and clamor endless.

When he heard the news that Xiao Yu had challenged Xiao Fan in the street only to be swept up in a bridal carry, Xiao Yan couldn't help but laugh. His smile was filled with the satisfaction of a bystander, and he thought, This is truly interesting...

Meanwhile, the news that a six-star Dou Zhe had defeated a Dou Shi, Xiao Yu, spread through Wutan City as if it had grown wings. Every street and alley was buzzing with discussion.

"This Xiao Fan from the Xiao Clan is truly formidable; to think he could defeat a Dou Shi like Xiao Yu with only the strength of a six-star Dou Zhe."

A vegetable vendor put down his scale to chat with the person next to him, his face full of amazement and his eyes wide.

"It seems the Xiao Clan is about to produce an extraordinary figure."

An old man in a teahouse took a slow sip of tea and said, a hint of admiration in his eyes.

"The key is that Young Master Xiao Fan is only in his teens..."

"If nothing goes wrong, he could very well become a Dou Wang... or even a Dou Huang!" a man who looked like a scholar affirmed.

"The landscape of Wutan City is going to change." A young man gripped his sword, his gaze filled with anticipation as he pondered his own future path...

Xiao Clan.

Xiao Zhan seemed to have heard what happened in the city, and he summoned Xiao Yu to the main hall.

He looked at Xiao Yu with a stern tone.

"Do you know where the medicinal pills you consumed back then came from?"

Xiao Yu was somewhat confused.

"Weren't those pills bought by you and the elders, Clan Head?"

Xiao Zhan shook his head with a bitter smile.

"Those things were actually brought back by your cousin, Xiao Fan."

"Furthermore, he had no intention of keeping them for himself, but instead shared those pills with all of you."

Hearing this, Xiao Yu froze in place, the shame of her defeat at Xiao Fan's hands vanishing without a trace.

"I still remember a sentence that boy said." Xiao Zhan sighed.

"What did he say?"

"He said he hoped the brothers and sisters of the clan could stand united and strive together for the prosperity of the family."

"..."

Hearing this, Xiao Yu fell silent, remorse coiling around her heart like a bone-gnawing serpent.

She couldn't help but look at her own hands, asking herself, "What on earth have I been doing..."