I Choose Xiao Yan

"Hello, I'm glad to meet you too."

Yun Shenwei spoke with a cheerful smile, giving off a refreshing, spring-breeze-like feeling. Combined with his handsome appearance, he instantly drew screams from quite a few girls present.

"I heard your cultivation talent is exceptional. Could you guide me in my cultivation? There are indeed many things I don't understand about cultivating."

Xiao Mei asked again, her little face full of anticipation.

"Of course."

Yun Shenwei nodded, then turned his gaze toward the other young men and women of the Xiao Clan present. "If any of you have questions, you can ask me as well. As long as it's something within my ability, it won't be a problem."

"Wow, that's amazing! As expected of the Chief Disciple—what broad-mindedness."

"Hahaha, could you guide me in my realm cultivation?"

"Uh, I don't really understand the Dou Qi Cyclone. Um, do you think..."

The young men and women of the Xiao Clan were all delighted, each scrambling to get to the front. After all, being able to discuss cultivation with such a genius was an opportunity worth fighting for.

"How pathetic. It's just a Chief Disciple, and look at all of you. You've completely disgraced our clan."

At that moment, a particularly discordant voice rang out. The speaker was a young man.

"Xiao Ning, watch your words. He is an honored guest. How dare you be so presumptuous!"

Xiao Mei shot the speaker a fierce glare.

"Oh? I was wondering who it was. Turns out you're just an insignificant extra."

After hearing the name, Yun Shenwei searched his memories, scrutinized the other party for a moment, and only then remembered who Xiao Ning was.

In the original story, Xiao Ning was the Great Elder's grandson. Seventeen years old, he had already reached the eighth stage of Dou Qi, and within the current Xiao Clan, only Xiao Xun'er could surpass him!

He was also Xiao Yan's cousin, though the two of them did not get along.

"Oh, it sounds like you have some objections to me? Why don't you say whatever it is you want to say?"

Yun Shenwei was imposing without being angry, carrying an innate air of pride. At his age, with his level of cultivation, he was more than enough to intimidate every peer present.

"Hehe, of course I wouldn't dare have any objections. You're such an important figure—how would a nobody like me dare?"

Xiao Ning gave a sarcastic, double-edged remark. At least openly, he truly did not dare say anything too unpleasant unless he had lost his mind.

But seeing Xiao Mei trying to curry favor with Yun Shenwei filled Xiao Ning with rage. Driven by jealousy, he continued, "Your talent is impressive, but you're still an outsider. You definitely don't understand our Xiao Clan's inherited cultivation techniques. If you try to guide them, you'll only make things worse and lead them astray."

"You sound awfully certain. Why don't we have a competition?"

Having lived two lives and possessing the system, Yun Shenwei naturally would not grow angry because of Xiao Ning's provocation. On the contrary, he had thought of an excellent opportunity.

"I won't bully you. If I competed against you with my own strength, it would simply be the strong bullying the weak. Even if you lost, you would only submit outwardly, not in your heart.

"So how about this? I'll randomly choose someone among these people who is weaker than you and personally guide them for half an hour. Then the two of you can exchange punches at the same time, and we'll see who takes more steps back. Do you dare?"

Yun Shenwei spoke with complete confidence. In truth, he had already decided on the perfect candidate.

"Hahaha, if you were competing against me personally, then I would definitely surrender right away. The gap between us is too great, so there'd be no point. But if you're going to randomly pick someone from this crowd to compete with me, then I'm sorry, but even with your personal guidance, my victory is guaranteed. Don't say I'm just boasting—my realm is simply this high, and my strength is simply this great. Nothing I can do about it."

The mockery on Xiao Ning's face became increasingly obvious. And just as he said, the other young men and women present all lowered their heads.

"Senior Brother Yun, choose me. The gap between my realm and his isn't too great."

At this moment, Xiao Mei was on Yun Shenwei's side.

"No need. If I chose you, wouldn't that fail to show just how capable I am?"

Yun Shenwei waved Xiao Mei off, quickly swept his gaze around, and finally fixed it on Xiao Yan in the farthest corner.

"No way? You're sure you want to choose him? Do you know what his status is in our clan, or how everyone sees him?"

Xiao Ning followed his gaze. When he realized Yun Shenwei wanted to choose Xiao Yan, he immediately burst into laughter. "If you can make that trash defeat me, I, Xiao Ning, will slap myself a hundred times in public. I won't go back on my word."

"Senior Brother Yun, you absolutely must not choose him. He... he... he's really trash."

Xiao Mei hesitated for a long while before finally forcing out the words that were difficult to say.

"That's right, don't choose this guy. He used to be talented, but his body is strange. His realm has been regressing all these years, so among everyone here, he's the most useless one."

"He's Xiao Yan, the third son of Clan Leader Xiao. His realm truly isn't good enough. Why not choose someone else? If nothing else, you could choose Xiao Mei."

"That's right! There's no need to insist on choosing someone so worthless."

"You're our age, yet you've already reached such a high cultivation realm. It's obvious you're very capable. There's no need to choose the most useless person just to prove a point."

The other Xiao Clan disciples hurriedly tried to dissuade him, afraid Yun Shenwei would do something foolish.

"No. I choose him."

Yun Shenwei was extremely firm. Looking directly at Xiao Ning, he said, "If I lose this time, I'll give you two Mystic Low-Level Dou Techniques for free."

"Gasp... Is he really that confident?"

"My heavens, the stakes are far too high."

"Senior Brother Yun, don't act rashly. Your status is so noble—there's really no need to argue with Xiao Ning over this."

"We all know you came from the noble Yun Lan Sect. Your family has great wealth, so you don't care about such things, but taking out a Dou Technique really isn't appropriate. The stake is far too valuable—we can't accept it."

Many of the Xiao family disciples began trying to persuade him. Xiao Mei also grabbed Yun Shenwei's arm, leaned close to his ear, and said, "Senior Brother Yun, this started because of me. How about we forget it?"

Yun Shenwei turned a deaf ear, gently pushed Xiao Mei away, and pointed at Xiao Yan. "Xiao Yan, come here for a moment. I need your help with something."

The moment he said that, the surroundings fell silent. Xiao Mei shook her head helplessly, Xiao Ning grew smug, and the other Xiao family disciples could not help sighing. Clearly, none of them thought highly of Yun Shenwei's decision.

"They're right. If you choose a cripple like me to compete, you'll definitely lose."

Under everyone's gaze, Xiao Yan slowly spoke, his words carrying a faint maturity beyond his years.