Chaos Dao Body, Chaos Qi!

"Sigh, how strange. It's actually giving a reading now..."

Wang Xiaoming felt as though his understanding of reality had been shattered by this kid several times over.

The Blood-Qi Measuring Instrument was glowing brightly, displaying: [Blood-Qi Value: 600 points].

"How much??? Six hundred???"

Yu Lei, who had been standing to the side with his body tensed, felt his voice pitch up at the number.

His usually composed face was filled with disbelief.

An ordinary adult who trained until they were half-dead would only reach 150 points, which was considered amateur level.

Yet, a child barely over two years old had seen his Blood-Qi soar straight to 600 points—this was already the level of an amateur seventh-rank martial artist!

Wang Xiaoming took a deep breath, suppressed the doubts in his heart, and handed Chen Yan back to Du Qionghua.

"It's fine, Madam, you can rest easy."

"Little Yan's physical constitution is basically equivalent to that of an amateur seventh-rank martial artist..."

"To put it simply, across the entire East Continent, he can definitely be counted among the most gifted in terms of physique."

Du Qionghua hurriedly reached out to take Chen Xiaoyan, the heart that had been hanging for so long finally settling halfway. Her eyes turned slightly red, yet she couldn't help but ask, "Is he... really that amazing?"

"Amazing doesn't even begin to cover it."

Wang Xiaoming paused, then suddenly remembered something and added.

"In the Imperial Capital, there's a child named Chu Feng who is only nine years old this year, yet he has already reached the professional level. He's considered the top-tier genius to emerge from the East Continent in recent years."

"Although I've never seen a constitution like Little Yan's before, in my opinion, it is absolutely on par with the top-tier constitution of that child, Chu Feng."

As soon as these words were spoken, even Yu Lei couldn't help but take a few more looks at Chen Xiaoyan.

Though he wasn't a martial arts researcher, he had heard the name Chu Feng and knew he was a promising sprout that all the major Martial Universities and the military were fighting to reserve.

Now that Chen Xiaoyan could be mentioned in the same breath as Chu Feng, the path ahead for this child was likely far more astonishing than anyone could imagine.

Chen Yan was awakened by a cacophony of voices.

At first, the sounds seemed to be separated by a thick curtain of water, muffled and indistinct, with only a buzzing echo.

Gradually, the sounds traveled from afar to near, piercing through the obstruction and becoming clear.

They were closer now, and much louder.

He could distinguish several young, energetic voices.

"Sister Ya, coming out here on the sly was really worth it!" a slightly immature male voice shouted excitedly.

"Sister Ya, what a huge snake!" another voice chimed in, filled with awe.

"Sister Ya, this meat is enough to feed our whole group for a month, right!"

Then came a rustling sound of searching, followed by someone asking in confusion, "Sister Ya, look, what is this?"

"You dummy," a slightly more composed, yet equally young girl's voice replied, sounding quite matter-of-fact, "It's an egg inside a snake's belly—what else could it be but a snake egg?"

"But this color..." the previous person muttered, sounding somewhat hesitant.

"Stop yapping! Whether it is or isn't, one slash will tell!"

The girl called "Sister Ya" spoke with a decisive, undeniably tough tone.

Chen Yan felt the eggshell he was inside get struck by a sharp weapon.

"CLANG—!"

A harsh sound of metal striking metal erupted, accompanied by a violent vibration.

The eggshell didn't budge, but the person outside suffered for it.

"Damn it! My hand is stinging from the shock!" Sister Ya's voice was filled with pain and disbelief. "This egg is way too hard! My blade..."

She rubbed her numb web between her thumb and forefinger, only to discover in shock that a clear notch had been chipped into the edge of her beloved long blade.

A sense of foreboding flashed through her mind, and she made a split-second decision: "This thing isn't normal, it's evil! Let's get out of here."

However, the moment her words fell...

"Crack..."

A sliver of light seeped in from where the blade had struck.

Immediately, cracks appeared on the surface of the eggshell, followed by a sudden, thunderous shattering as it crumbled to the ground.

Chen Yan's field of vision suddenly opened up, and the blinding light made him squint slightly.

He found himself huddled in the center of the shattered shell, with three stunned children standing half a meter in front of him.

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The girl leading them was about seventeen or eighteen, dressed in practical attire, still holding the chipped, broken blade. She was currently standing there with her mouth agape, staring at him blankly, her eyes filled with astonishment and confusion.

Behind her were two boys, one looking about twelve or thirteen, and the other slightly older, around fifteen or sixteen, both wearing expressions as if they had seen a ghost.

Chen Yan subconsciously wanted to move, and he stood up without any effort. The entire process was unusually easy, as if an invisible force were gently lifting him.

Just then, the leading girl snapped back to reality, as if suddenly realizing something, and let out a short, sharp scream.

"Ah!"

Her face turned beet red in an instant, and she hurriedly let go of the sword she was holding.

With a "clatter," the blade hit the ground.

She covered her eyes tightly with both hands and spun around abruptly.

As for the other two boys, their gazes were focused squarely on Chen Yan's lower body.

Their eyes were filled with pure curiosity and shock, and they were unconsciously making "tsk-tsk" sounds of amazement.

Chen Yan looked down.

...Well, it was like this again, as expected.

The familiar awkward scene, the familiar stark nakedness.

With a slight shift of his thoughts, Chen Yan immediately felt something brush over his body.

The next moment, a soft light flashed and vanished from his skin.

A set of well-fitting clothes, from who knows where, was already neatly worn on him; the texture of the fabric was unfamiliar yet comfortable.

"This is...?" Chen Yan muttered to himself.

He summoned his panel.

[Host]: Chen Yan

[Age]: Two and a half years old

[Cultivation]: Amateur Level 10

[Blood/Qi]: 10,000/50,000

[Spirit]: 10,000/50,000

[Charm]: 95/100 (Peerlessly handsome)

[Luck]: 255 (Great fortune at the head)

[Constitution]: Chaos Dao Body (Born with an affinity for the Primordial Dao; all laws follow the heart, and one learns by analogy. A wisp of chaos conceals secret phenomena, capable of merging heaven and earth and breaking ten thousand sects.)

[Skills]:

[Skeleton Forging Art (Entry) (0/10,000)]

[Spirit Control (Entry) (100/10,000)]

[Refining All Things (Entry) (100/10,000)]

[Deep Sleep (Great Success) (9,800/10,000)]

[Godly Movement (Great Success) (9,800/10,000)]

[Image Projection Scroll (Great Success) (9,800/10,000)]

[Shadow Concealment (Great Success) (9,800/10,000)]

[Mirror Flower Water Moon (Entry) (100/10,000)]

[Arrow Barrage (Great Success) (9,800/10,000)]

[Eye of Insight (Great Success) (100/10,000)]

[Photographic Memory (Great Success) (100/10,000)]

[Achievement: Perfect Foundation Establishment (Gold)]

"As expected... Chaos Dao Body, Chaos Qi!"

Chen Yan exclaimed softly.

"Holy crap! Is this some kind of technique? He, he conjured them out of thin air?!" the twelve or thirteen-year-old boy exclaimed again, his eyes wide as saucers.

The slightly older boy also came to his senses and hurriedly shouted to the girl who was still covering her eyes with her back turned:

"Sister Ya! You can turn around now! He doesn't... he doesn't have that anymore!"

"He did it like a magic trick, 'whoosh,' and he just conjured a set of clothes and put them on!"

"Don't try to trick me!" the girl's voice came through muffled and tearful, her shoulders still trembling slightly, "Wuwuwu... I'm not looking! I'll get styes in my eyes..."