Xun'er rolled her eyes with an exasperated sigh and shouted, "Damn you, you filthy playboy!" Without another word, she leaned in and sank her teeth into Xiao Yuan's chest. Her bite was no gentle warning—it was fierce, as intense as a full-force attack from a dou zhi qi at the 2nd stage. The pain hit Xiao Yuan immediately, and he yelped in surprise, wincing as he tried to push her away.
"Ahh! What a sin!" he cried, writhing from the sharp pain. "You crazy rabbit, let go!"
Xun'er ignored his plea, tightening her grip as her teeth held steady. She looked up, her gaze sharp, and, through clenched teeth, muttered, "Don't let go? You think I'm letting go? Oh, I won't let go!"
Her tone was defiant, each word laced with fierce determination, and her eyes sparkled with a mixture of mischief and vengeance. Xiao Yuan attempted to wiggle away, but his every movement only made her dig in harder. He groaned, half in pain, half in frustration, realizing that her bite was not just a quick, impulsive act—it was a punishment she intended to see through.
"You're insane! You know that?" he managed to gasp, clutching her shoulders as he tried to pry her away.
"And you're insufferable," she shot back, not budging an inch, still firmly latched onto him. Her stubbornness was relentless, like a predator unwilling to relinquish its hold on prey.
Finally, Xiao Yuan stopped struggling, panting as he grimaced from the stinging pain. "Alright, alright, I get it! Whatever I did—I'm sorry, okay? Just... let go!"
Xun'er paused, her expression unyielding as she considered his words. She loosened her grip just slightly, giving him a wary look as if judging whether his apology was sincere.
"Are you really sorry?" she asked, her tone dripping with doubt.
"Yes! I swear!" Xiao Yuan replied hastily, hoping she would finally release him. "I swear, on whatever you want, I'm sorry! Just don't take another chunk out of me!"
After a moment, she let go, stepping back with an air of satisfaction, crossing her arms and raising an eyebrow as she waited for him to compose himself.
Xiao Yuan took a deep breath, rubbing his chest with a wince. "Damn, Xun'er, you've got the bite of a beast," he muttered.
She shrugged nonchalantly, a faint smirk playing on her lips. "Maybe next time, you'll think twice before acting like a 'filthy playboy.'"
Xiao Yuan, recovering his poise, raised an eyebrow at her, a grin tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Ahh yes, but there's something I'd like to say, actually," he started, a mixture of concern and mischief in his voice. He looked at her, trying to gauge her reaction as he continued. "Well, Xiao Yu agreed to… share me with you. But I don't know; what do you think about this?"
For a moment, Xun'er's face twitched in anger, and Xiao Yuan almost regretted his words. But then, she surprised him with a calm reply, her tone sweet yet unmistakably threatening. "I'm ready too—but only if you take another bite from me first," she said, her eyes glinting.
And before he could respond, her teeth were at his chest again, sinking in with even more vigor. The sharp pain jolted through him, and this time, he let out a scream that could have been heard all the way down the mountain.
That day, anyone on earth could hear the horrifying screams.
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Five Years Later,
Xiao Yuan sat in his courtyard, the soft rustle of leaves and the distant chirping of birds surrounding him in a soothing harmony. Despite his young age, only ten, his gaze was deep and thoughtful. His small hands rested on his knees as he breathed slowly, deeply, centering himself. There was a sense of quiet strength about him, a maturity beyond his years that had grown out of his unusual journey in the world of cultivation.
In his mind, he thought, "Status." Instantly, a strange panel materialized before him, floating mid-air and glowing with a faint golden hue. This was his personal "System," a mysterious gift that had come to him seemingly out of nowhere. While most cultivators relied on the guidance of their elders, sect manuals, and countless years of trial and error to reach even the initial stages of cultivation, Xiao Yuan had a secret edge. This system had become his mentor, his guide, and his greatest asset in the unforgiving path of Dou Qi cultivation.
The panel displayed his information clearly:
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[Name - Xiao Yuan]
Age - 10
Dou Qi Cultivation - Dou Ling
Soul Cultivation - Mortal (Mid Peak)
Attributes - Fire (traces of wood)
Heavenly Flame - Golden Emperor Incinerating Flame (future sub-flame)
Qi Method - Origin Sutra (Part One, Flame Mantra)]
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Xiao Yuan scanned through these details, reflecting on each line. Despite his young age, he had already attained the rank of Dou Ling in Dou Qi cultivation, a level that many adults and even some elders spent decades trying to achieve. This wasn't just due to his talent but also because of the guidance provided by his system. His soul cultivation, while still mortal, had reached mid peak, providing him with a spiritual strength uncommon for one so young.
Cultivation was a challenging path, divided into multiple realms, each more arduous than the last. For a child like Xiao Yuan to achieve Dou Ling at his age was practically unheard of; it meant he had a foundation that others could only dream of. But Xiao Yuan was not one to be arrogant. He understood that he was still a mere dot in the vast universe of powerful cultivators. Dou Ling was just a stepping stone. Beyond it lay Dou Wang, Dou Huang, Dou Zong, and even the legendary Dou Di realm—levels that only the strongest could hope to attain.
His Dou Qi attribute was primarily Fire, with faint traces of Wood. Fire was the attribute of destruction and power, representing strength and passion. The traces of Wood, however, hinted at growth and regeneration, a rare balance that allowed Xiao Yuan to wield flames with remarkable control. This unique blend made his Dou Qi cultivation especially potent, giving his attacks both ferocity and resilience.
Then there was his Heavenly Flame, the Golden Emperor Incinerating Flame. He hadn't fully awakened its power yet, as it lay dormant, labeled as a "future sub-flame." But even its presence within him made him more formidable than most cultivators at his level. Heavenly Flames were mysterious, rare, and extremely powerful types of flames that only the most elite cultivators could control. They were said to be born from the heavens and could burn through almost anything, from physical substances to the spiritual energies of opponents. Though Xiao Yuan's flame was still growing, he knew that once it fully awakened, it would become his most devastating weapon.
He also possessed the Origin Sutra, a cultivation technique known for its unparalleled potential. Right now, he was working with Part One, which was created from the Flame Mantra, which helped him refine and channel fire-based Qi with ease.Besides,It also evolves by devouring Flames.The Origin Sutra was divided into several parts,each part representing an element.