"Not bad, not bad. This fellow knows how to play the game far better than Wei Xiaobao and the others."
Immortal Wang happily opened the red envelope and discovered that it actually contained a cultivation art.
[Dou Technique: Shadow Art] [Grade: Earth tier]
It was none other than Ling Ying's signature technique.
[Omniscient and Omnipotent Great Immortal King: Fine, fine. Since you're taking this so seriously, this great immortal will tell you a thing or two. You can start by investigating Nalan Yanran.
Either she's an outsider from beyond your world, or she has one backing her. In any case, she's scheming so painstakingly to marry Xiao Yan that she definitely has no good intentions.]
He left the Myriad Worlds Chat Group.
Through Immortal Wang's divination, Ling Ying had not only learned what sanitary pads were, but also obtained the rest of Battle Through the Heavens, just as he had hoped.
There were 1,528 chapters, and he spent the entire night reading them all.
At his level, even going seven days and seven nights without sleep posed no risk of sudden death.
"To think Young Master Xiao actually became a Dou Di in the end. The young lady did well too, though he had rather too many female confidantes." Closing the book, Ling Ying gave a soft sigh.
What rankled most was that, out of more than five million words, barely a thousand described him. He found that very difficult to accept.
I appeared so few times, and even my cultivation was only mentioned in passing. Could it be because I showed my face too little early on, so I never became a familiar presence? Ling Ying wondered to himself.
Then he stood up and looked toward the horizon, which was turning the reddish color of a fish's belly.
"My last appearance was when Xiao Yan arranged his showdown with Hun Tiandi. At that point, Xiao Yan was mentioned as being a five- or Six-Star Dou Sheng, while I didn't go along. Clearly, my strength wasn't sufficient to participate in an operation like that."
"Even when Xiao Yan became a Four-Star Dou Zun, I could no longer discern his strength. That means my final strength probably remained at the Dou Zong level, or even the Dou Emperor level."
At the thought of that possibility, Ling Ying's heart turned ice-cold.
Steadying his emotions, he took several five-pattern Purple Gold Cards from his storage space and gazed toward the Market District.
In an instant, he vanished from the courtyard.
Day broke.
Xiao Yan had just returned from cultivating on the mountain behind the clan grounds when he came face-to-face with a burly, middle-aged man dressed in Xiao Clan clothing. Six gold stars were embroidered on the man's chest, marking him as a Six-Star Dou Zhe.
"Uncle Pain?"
Hearing someone call his name, the burly man stopped and glanced back.
Then he cupped his hands and bowed. "Third Young Master."
It really was him!
Xiao Yan did not actually know the burly man before him. The only reason he knew the man's name was that he had read the original novel.
In his thirties, a Six-Star Dou Zhe, and wearing the uniform reserved for the Xiao Family Market.
"Uncle Pain, why are you in such a hurry? Do you have something to discuss with my father?"
"Yes, Third Young Master." Pain did not give much thought to how the Third Young Master before him had been able to call him by name.
After all, he was a direct subordinate of the young master's father. There was nothing strange about being recognized in public.
"Third Young Master, if there's nothing else, I'll be on my way." With that, he hurried toward the main hall.
Seeing how flustered the man was, Xiao Yan could not help furrowing his brow.
This wasn't right!
He remembered that Pain had very few scenes and had never rushed off in such a panic to find his father, Old Xiao.
Had something else changed?
The string of events over the past few days had already left Xiao Yan's nerves thoroughly numbed.
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