The Three-Origin Circulation Method was like a key, opening the valves within Xiao Yan's body and accelerating the release of the Primordial Origin Pill's medicinal power hidden deep inside him.
With the support of that medicinal power, Xiao Yan's cultivation progressed exceptionally smoothly, yielding twice the results with half the effort.
Nourished by the Dou Qi he refined and the Primordial Origin Pill's medicinal power, Xiao Yan's meridians, already tougher than those of ordinary children, were strengthened once more.
As the pure white energy, winding through him like a little snake, flowed onward, his once slender meridians gradually became broader and more elastic.
The pure energy seeped through his meridians, clinging to Xiao Yan's bones and entering them strand by strand.
This strengthening from the inside out let Xiao Yan experience the comfort of cultivation, as though every pore on his body had opened.
Without realizing it, Xiao Yan became immersed in the process, continuously absorbing the surrounding energy.
Xiao Lin and the others grew increasingly astonished as they watched. Wasn't this breakthrough into First Stage Dou Qi taking far too long?
After noon passed, the world's energy around Xiao Yan gradually faded away, and he slowly opened his eyes.
Feeling the power filling his body, Xiao Yan was extremely satisfied with his first cultivation session.
Not long after Xiao Yan opened his eyes, Lin Shuiyao stepped lightly to his side, bent down, and picked him up. Her beautiful eyes brimmed with barely concealed delight as she looked at him.
Xiao Zhan said in shock, "The worldly energy just now was absolutely enough for someone to break through to First Stage Dou Qi!"
"We'll know exactly how far he broke through once we test him at the Testing Magic Stone Stele," Xiao Lin said with a chuckle.
The First Elder looked at Xiao Yan with great curiosity. He also wanted to know the answer.
On the training ground where the Testing Magic Stone Stele stood, the Xiao Clan's youngest generation trained bitterly, sweat pouring down their bodies.
When they saw Xiao Lin's group arrive, everyone stopped what they were doing and cast curious looks their way.
They occasionally saw one or two of these important figures in the clan, but several had appeared together today. What could have happened?
Spotting his grandfather, Xiao Ning, who was somewhat older than Xiao Yan, was just about to run over and tell him the good news that he had finally cultivated Dou Qi.
But when he saw Xiao Yan in Lin Shuiyao's arms beside his grandfather, Xiao Ning's little face fell, and he didn't take a step forward.
This little cousin of his had stolen the spotlight in the Xiao Clan for the past half year, to the point that Xiao Ning, the First Elder's grandson, had nearly been forgotten.
"Could it be that he started cultivating too, and has once again performed some miracle by making a breakthrough?" Xiao Ning muttered, only to startle himself with his own words.
Beside him, Xiao Yu, delicately pretty and with legs visibly longer and fairer than those of children her age, gave a soft laugh. "Even if Xiao Yan is quite talented, successfully cultivating before the age of three would already be incredibly unbelievable."
"Breaking through to First Stage Dou Qi isn't that simple!" Having reached First Stage Dou Qi some time ago, Xiao Yu knew very well just how difficult it was to cultivate.
As Xiao Ning nodded slightly, Xiao Yu looked with some disbelief at Xiao Yan, who had been set down not far from the Testing Magic Stone Stele.
"Could such a terrifying genius really exist?" Xiao Yu lightly rubbed her pale fingers together, staring intently at Xiao Yan's every move.
Taking two or three steps to the Testing Magic Stone Stele, Xiao Yan followed the method Lin Shuiyao had taught him. He placed his hand against the pitch-black stele and slowly closed his eyes.
Before long, five shining characters appeared on the black magic stele.
"Dou Qi, Second Stage!"
As the light appeared, everyone immediately understood why Xiao Lin and the others had come. They stared at the Testing Magic Stone Stele in utter shock!
Xiao Ning's mouth fell open, and he stood there completely dumbfounded. "How is this possible? It has to be fake!"
Xiao Yu stared blankly. Second Stage Dou Qi was a level even she had yet to reach. Xiao Yan was much younger than her, so how could he have advanced so quickly?
"Second Stage Dou Qi!" Having recovered from their shock, the crowd collectively sucked in cold breaths.
Immediately afterward, a commotion erupted across the training ground.
"Second Stage at two years old? Even if he began cultivating early, he couldn't possibly reach Second Stage! Did he start cultivating in the womb?"
"Could it be that his Clan Leader grandfather gave him some special treatment?"
"Even if the Clan Leader put you in a giant cauldron, you still couldn't cultivate that fast!"
"Are all geniuses this terrifying?"
"Who knows? Perhaps only Young Master Xiao Yan, who has received the gods' blessing, could be like this..."
The chattering voices around him fell upon Xiao Yan's ears, but his expression remained calm and unruffled.
Most of them were fence-sitters. The more fiercely they praised him now, the more viciously they would mock him in the future.
Not only were the younger members of the Xiao Clan utterly shocked, even Xiao Lin and the others were deeply astonished.
He had begun cultivating before the age of three, and not only had he succeeded smoothly, but he had directly broken through to Second Stage Dou Qi during his very first session.
If she hadn't experienced nothing unusual during her pregnancy, Lin Shuiyao might have believed that cultivating from the womb was possible.
Xiao Lin's face glowed with excitement, as though he had suddenly become twenty years younger. He decided to personally take charge of guiding Xiao Yan's cultivation.
With such terrifying talent, Xiao Yan would absolutely have the potential to break through and become a Dou Huang in the future.
As long as Xiao Yan could grow up safely, the Xiao Clan would rise under his leadership!
After beginning cultivation, Xiao Yan became increasingly reclusive. The outside world's arguments and amazement did not affect him in the slightest.
With Xiao Lin accompanying him, after cultivating Dou Qi, Xiao Yan did not forget the Dou Technique, the Lava Heaven-Burning Art, which was extremely important to both himself and Xiao Lin.
Through the simulations, Xiao Lin had gained insight from the Dou Techniques Xiao Yan practiced. After killing his enemy, his injuries were somewhat lighter than before, allowing him to retain a certain amount of strength.
In the simulated life, Xiao Yan had not specifically tailored the Lava Heaven-Burning Art to Xiao Lin's attributes. He had practiced it from beginning to end, and while it helped Xiao Lin, the effect was limited.
This time, before attempting to cultivate the six major moves within the Dou Technique, Xiao Yan thought carefully.
Sometimes, the person who understood you best was not yourself, but your enemy.
If Xiao Lin wanted to defeat his enemy with his advantages, he needed to reveal something the enemy didn't know about.
To win a battle, one needed nothing more than solid defense and offense.
Of the six major moves in the Lava Heaven-Burning Art, four were defensive, while two were offensive.
However, the ones Xiao Lin could quickly comprehend and employ were the Void Vortex Force and Lava Heaven-Breaking Force.
As for the others, they either conflicted somewhat with Xiao Lin's attributes, or their key workings took place within the body's energy, making them difficult for outsiders to discern.
Achieving the greatest improvement in the shortest time would undoubtedly increase Xiao Lin's chances of victory and lessen the severity of his injuries.
After reaching this conclusion, Xiao Yan began practicing the Void Vortex Force and Lava Heaven-Breaking Force every day after cultivating Dou Qi.
Though he was still small, the Dou Qi within him had already formed a certain foundation. As his hands moved, they drove his Dou Qi into rotation, and an insubstantial vortex gradually formed in his childish palms.