"When did you transmigrate here?"
"Want to know? Heh, there's no harm in telling you. I arrived two days ago."
Apparently convinced Xiao Yan could no longer escape, Steward Mo answered very casually.
Two days ago?
Could it have been because of that sudden, strange phenomenon?
At that thought, Xiao Yan looked up at the sky. The distant horizon was still the red of a fish's belly.
The calm and composure he displayed in such a dangerous situation soon caught Steward Mo's attention.
Fearing that a long night would bring too many dreams, the latter readjusted his stance and prepared to launch another attack.
"Give up resisting!"
"I've sealed off this space. Not even a Dou Huang expert could detect our auras. No one can save you now."
"But rest assured, I'll live on under your name."
"The man who conquers the continent will still be Xiao Yan. As for the women you meet along the way..."
"Like Xiao Xun'er, Ya Fei, Yun Yun... I'll take good care of them all for you."
"So you can go in peace!"
After hearing all that, Xiao Yan laughed instead of getting angry. "With that decrepit body of yours, how exactly do you intend to replace me?"
"Hmph, you wouldn't understand even if I told you."
Steward Mo snorted disdainfully, then clasped his hands behind his back and said with breezy composure, "All you need to remember is that I definitely have a way."
"Body possession?"
"How childish! It's the twenty-first century. Who still bothers with body possession?"
"Then what?"
"A system! That's what we use these days. Those old grandpas, Lord Marten... they're all weak as hell."
By this point in their conversation, Xiao Yan had gained a rough understanding of the whole story.
Simply put, the Steward Mo before him was no longer the original Steward Mo.
Instead, he was a transmigrator from the modern world, complete with the cheat ability every transmigrator needed...
Was this some fucking joke?
The situation was terrible. His only consolation was that the other man apparently didn't know he was a transmigrator who had replaced another transmigrator.
Aside from that, there was one other thing: the man still didn't know his true strength.
He wasn't at the third stage of Dou Qi.
Instead, he was...
A Dou Huang expert of such terrifying might!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Just as Steward Mo was basking in his smug triumph, an incomparably domineering aura flooded the entire space.
The pressure of that nearly tangible Dou Qi robbed him of even the courage to resist.
Only then did he realize the truth.
"You... your cultivation isn't at the third stage of Dou Qi at all!"
Steward Mo blanched in horror, stumbled, and fell to the ground as countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
How is this possible? This is clearly an aura only a Dou Emperor could possess. Has Yao Lao already awakened?
No! Yao Lao relies on soul power to match a Dou Huang expert, but this is clearly suppression through pure Dou Qi.
But how could Xiao Yan possess such terrifying power at this point in time?
Lying prone on the ground, Steward Mo coughed up blood as he begged for mercy.
"Don't... don't kill me! I'm the Tang Sect's most outstanding assassination prodigy.
"As long as you spare my life, I can teach you to use all kinds of mechanical hidden weapons."
The Tang Sect?
Hidden weapons??
Xiao Yan stood rooted to the spot, wondering what this transmigrator's name was. Surely it couldn't be Tang San?
If it really was, that would be absurd enough.
"What's your name?" Unable to contain his curiosity, he asked the question anyway.
Steward Mo hunched his shoulders with a fawning smile. "This humble one's name is Tang San..."
"Do you know Yu Xiaogang?"
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