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"Understood, Elder Yao!" Xiao Yan said excitedly.
Under Elder Yao's guidance, Xiao Yan began to consolidate his cultivation.
With a fervent heart, Xiao Yan sat cross-legged on the ground, closing his eyes to focus. He activated the Dou Qi within his body, and his frame trembled slightly as waves of profound energy surged from within him, encircling him like an invisible barrier.
Elder Yao observed Xiao Yan intently, his gaze flickering with a hint of concern and admiration. He knew that Xiao Yan's talent in Dou Qi cultivation was extraordinary. With proper guidance, Xiao Yan's strength would undoubtedly improve.
"Xiao Yan, remember, consolidating your cultivation isn't just about becoming stronger—it's also a process of nurturing your heart and refining your character," Elder Yao said solemnly. "Always maintain inner peace and don't let external distractions affect you."
Xiao Yan nodded earnestly, taking a deep breath as he strove to calm his mind. He sensed the flow of Dou Qi within him, surging like a mighty, untamed river. Gradually, he adjusted his breathing, guiding the chaotic Dou Qi into his meridians.
Thin streams of energy coursed through his body, resembling silvery threads tracing his outline.
Elder Yao furrowed his brows slightly, noticing that Xiao Yan's technique for consolidation was still a bit unrefined. Yet he understood that this was a learning process requiring time and patience.
"Good, Xiao Yan, keep it up," Elder Yao encouraged. "Remember, you are not alone on this journey of cultivation. I will always be by your side."
Hearing Elder Yao's words, a wave of warmth surged through Xiao Yan's heart. Soon after, Elder Yao returned to his spiritual space.
Nearby, Shui Wuya sat meditating, exuding a dignified and enigmatic aura, akin to a majestic statue.
Elder Yao and Shui Wuya exchanged a glance, their mutual understanding requiring no words. Elder Yao took a deep breath, his eyes gleaming with a mix of pride and satisfaction. Turning to Shui Wuya, he said with a tinge of emotion, "Senior, this boy Xiao Yan will undoubtedly break through to the Six-Star Dou Fighter rank within half a year."
"And what makes you so certain?" Shui Wuya asked, though he already knew the answer.
"Right now, he only needs to consume the Three-Lined Green Spirit Pill to reach the Nine-Star Dou Fighter level. Once he stabilizes for a month or two, consuming the Earth Core Body Milk will allow him to break through to the Dou Spirit rank!" Elder Yao calculated enthusiastically.
"After all, we're talking about a 17-year-old Dou Spirit! In all of Zhongzhou, such a phenomenon is exceedingly rare," Elder Yao added, his voice brimming with pride and emotion. His eyes shone with confidence and hope for Xiao Yan's future.
Shui Wuya nodded faintly, a faint smile tugging at his lips. Internally, however, he chuckled. Elder Yao had no idea of Xiao Yan's true potential.
If he knew Xiao Yan would break through to the Dou Emperor rank within twenty years, how could he remain calm? Even so, Shui Wuya felt a touch of awe. Witnessing a young man evolve from a mortal to a Dou Fighter, and then to a Dou Spirit, was undeniably a fascinating journey.
Time flew by, and half a month passed in the blink of an eye.
In a dense forest, Han Yue paced back and forth. Her strikingly beautiful face was marred by an anxious expression. She had only one thought in her mind: to find Xiao Wuya, no matter the cost, and borrow the Heavenly Flame to aid her cultivation.
Suddenly, a Han family servant hurried over, his face filled with urgency. "Miss, based on our investigations, we have located Xiao Wuya. He is currently in the city, but—"
"But what?" Han Yue interrupted impatiently, her voice tinged with urgency.
The servant spoke gravely, his tone heavy. "However, he is accompanied by a guard at the peak of the Dou Emperor rank. This person does not seem ordinary."
Hearing this, Han Yue's expression shifted, and her brows furrowed slightly. The fact that a youth like Xiao Wuya could possess such a formidable guard made it clear he wasn't an ordinary individual.
Initially, she had thought his unfamiliar name indicated he came from an unremarkable family and had even considered trying to bribe him with money. But now, it seemed her assumptions had been incredibly naive.
"No wonder he's the kind of man I'm willing to go to such lengths to impress," she thought, her admiration for Xiao Wuya deepening further.
Taking a deep breath, her eyes gleamed with determination as she spoke resolutely, "Take me to him immediately. No matter who's with him, I must meet him—I have important matters to discuss."
The servant was momentarily startled by her decisiveness but quickly bowed respectfully. "Yes, Miss."
Han Yue quickened her pace toward the city, her heart filled with anticipation.
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Meanwhile, within the city, Xiao Yan stepped out of the inn. Dressed in pristine white robes, his composed demeanor and outstanding aura caught the attention of passersby. He headed toward the local auction house, intending to purchase some medicinal herbs for future use.
However, a subtle sensation of being watched caused his heart to stir.
"They've been following me for quite a while now," he thought, his expression remaining calm. Instead of confronting his pursuers, he quickened his pace, feigning indifference as he entered a dimly lit alleyway.
The shadowy figure tailing him followed closely but failed to notice Xiao Yan blending seamlessly into the darkness. The figure lingered, acting suspiciously, as though waiting for an opportunity.
A cold glint flashed in Xiao Yan's eyes as he silently observed, waiting for the person to act.
Moments later, the shadowy figure, realizing something was amiss, attempted to retreat in panic. But it was too late.
Before Xiao Yan could make a move, Bai Hai Dong, who had been lying in wait nearby, struck like lightning. In an instant, the pursuer was subdued.
"Hmph! Who are you, and why are you following me?" Xiao Yan asked coldly, his sharp gaze cutting through the man like a blade.
Terrified by Xiao Yan's overwhelming presence, the man trembled but still tried to defend himself. "I—I was just passing by! I wasn't following you, sir..."
"Is that so?" Xiao Yan's voice was icy as his piercing eyes seemed to see through every lie. "Who sent you? Speak now!"
The man, sweating profusely under the weight of Xiao Yan's aura, stammered, "I... I am a servant of the Han family! I was following orders from my mistress to observe you! Please forgive me!"
As he spoke, he dropped to his knees, kowtowing repeatedly as beads of sweat dripped onto the ground.
At that moment, a graceful figure approached from the distance. It was none other than Han Yue.
Dressed in an elegant blue gown, her long, flowing hair cascaded like clouds around her. Her beautiful face carried an air of confidence and mystique, making her presence striking.
Han Yue walked toward Xiao Yan and the subdued servant, her steps light yet deliberate. With a soft smile, she said, "I apologize—it was I who sent him. His actions were solely under my instructions and meant no harm."
Xiao Yan's eyes flickered with a hint of surprise as he turned to look at her, his expression questioning. "You sent him? Why?"
Han Yue smiled mysteriously, her tone gentle yet captivating. "I have something to discuss with you. Would you be willing to listen?"
Her voice carried a melodic quality, tinged with a subtle allure, as if inviting him into an unknown world.
(End of Chapter)