"Sister Yao Ling, long time no see."
At the sight of the beauty who had suddenly frozen in place, Xiao Yan broke into a brilliant smile.
Yao Ling said nothing, but a wealth of emotions crossed her face, and her beautiful eyes reddened slightly.
She would never forget how, back in the Evil Saint Ruins, this fellow, who had been only fifteen at the time, had taken her first time just like that.
Four years had passed in the blink of an eye. The fellow whose cultivation level had only been that of a Dou Emperor back then had now grown into one of the Dou Qi Continent's foremost experts.
He had slain the Heavenly Underworld Old Demon with his own hands. If Xiao Yan had merely been hailed as the Dou Qi Continent's greatest genius before, then after killing the Heavenly Underworld Old Demon with the strength of a Dou Zun, he had become one of its true top experts.
Across the entire Yao Clan, only around ten people could have achieved such a feat.
After all, the Yao Clan only had a dozen or so Dou Sheng Experts altogether. As for its Half-Saints, killing the Heavenly Underworld Old Demon was all but impossible.
Precisely because of this, Xiao Yan's current strength would have earned him a place among the greats even across the Ancient Seven Clans.
In just four short years, that shameless rogue was already on the verge of transforming into a dragon.
Seeing Yao Ling standing there in a daze, seemingly afraid to approach, Xiao Yan paid it no mind. With a flicker, he appeared before her.
"Sister Yao Ling! It's been four years. Did you miss me?"
With a gentle smile, Xiao Yan reached for Yao Ling's hand, only for her expression to turn cold