People in Doupo: The beginning of the game intercepts the rich woman Xun'er

In the days that followed, Gulong Island seemed to be shrouded in a veil of tranquility, and Xiao Ling also enjoyed a rare period of peace and stability there.

Besides focusing on his cultivation and improving himself every day, he would occasionally refine a few pills or exchange ideas with Mang Tianchi, listening to this knowledgeable elder of the Lei Clan tell some anecdotes and secrets about the eight ancient clans.

Mang Tianchi's experience was indeed extraordinary. Much of the information about the eight ancient clans that Xiao Ling had never heard of before was gathered bit by bit in these casual conversations.

He even learned from Mang Tianchi that the ancient clan's celestial curtain was about to open.

Xiao Ling was not entirely unfamiliar with this news, but the specific timing details were somewhat vague.

He remembered this incident and had a vague premonition that, given the friendship between Xun'er and him, she would definitely send someone to invite him before the opening of the sky curtain.

At that time, I will naturally be invited to that mysterious celestial canopy.

After all, that sky is not only a treasure trove that can help people improve their cultivation.

Xiao Ling was still aware that deep within the sky, resided the remnant soul energy body of his legendary ancestor, Xiao Xuan, who had once dominated the Dou Qi Continent.

Xiao Lingxin naturally wanted to meet this ancestor whom she had never met but was related by blood.

Xiao Xuan was a genuine nine-star Dou Sheng at the peak back then, just one step away from becoming a Dou Di.

Unfortunately, the source energy of the Dou Qi Continent was exhausted at that time, and he was unable to take this final step, thus stopping at the half-emperor realm.

Such a person has already reached the pinnacle of cultivation and knowledge on the continent throughout his life.

Whether it's the key insights on the path of cultivation or the lost top-tier techniques and fighting skills of the Xiao clan, as long as Xiao Ling's identity as a member of the Xiao clan is established, given his protective heart towards the descendants of the Xiao clan, he will certainly not hesitate to pass them on.

More importantly, regarding the major event of breaking through to the Dou Di realm, it was a realm he had personally experienced and was closest to. Even though he ultimately failed, his insights and experience were unmatched by anyone else.

If I could receive even a few words of guidance from him, it could be the key to breaking through the fog in my future attempt to reach that supreme realm.

As for the Xiao clan's Dou Di bloodline preserved in Xiao Xuan's tomb, although it could certainly help him make a significant leap in cultivation and bloodline, in Xiao Ling's eyes, this visible benefit was ultimately not as precious as the experience left behind by Xiao Xuan.

Of course, with such an opportunity before him, Xiao Ling had no reason to let it slip by.

After all, his current situation is that his spiritual power has already far surpassed that of his peers, but his own cultivation is slightly lagging behind, and he has a faint sense of being out of sync. Such an imbalance is ultimately a hidden danger for long-term cultivation.

Therefore, it is indeed time to put it on the agenda to make up for this shortcoming by using the power of the Dou Di bloodline.

To receive guidance from one's ancestors and to solidify one's foundation is a win-win situation, and there's no reason not to miss it.

However, the matter of the Heavenly Tomb is still far off and not as urgent as the present situation. The most pressing matter is to patiently wait for Zi Yan to complete her seclusion and then focus all efforts on dealing with the changing situation brought together by the four Dragon Islands.

As long as this matter remains unresolved, Xiao Ling feels as if a warning bell is ringing in his heart, constantly humming and preventing him from finding peace.

Only when he saw Zi Yan emerge from seclusion safely and truly take control of Gu Long Island could his anxious heart finally settle down.

The day when the four Dragon Islands converge is both an opportunity for the revival of the ancient Dragon Island and may also harbor unpredictable storms.

Whether Zi Yan can successfully take over this heavy responsibility is what is currently on his mind.

……

As usual, Xiao Ling inquired about Zi Yan's recent situation. Upon learning that she was doing well, he had some free time and went to Mang Tianchi's pavilion to visit this elder of the Lei Clan.

The two sat facing each other, the aroma of tea wafting around them, and casually chatted about the ever-changing events in the Dou Qi Continent.

From the open and covert struggles among the major sects of the Central Continent to the rise and fall of various forces, and even the secret plans of some ancient races, these have all become topics of conversation among them.

The atmosphere was quite harmonious during the conversation, with occasional knowing smiles.

Just as they were engrossed in their conversation, Xiao Ling's hand holding the teacup suddenly paused, his knuckles tightened slightly, and the tea in the cup sloshed.

The smile on his face faded, replaced by a solemn expression.

He turned his head slightly, his gaze piercing through the undulating mountains outside the window, as if ignoring the vast distance and heading straight for the deep void at the end of the sky.

Those usually deep eyes flashed with a sharp, lightning-like light.

"Ok?"

Seeing his expression change suddenly, Mang Tianchi stopped talking in time and followed his gaze. However, apart from the misty clouds, the void remained unchanged, without the slightest abnormality.

He raised an eyebrow, asking with a hint of doubt, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Ling did not respond immediately, but lowered his eyes slightly and immersed himself in sensing.

With his increasingly powerful perception, he had already clearly detected that extremely faint yet unusual fluctuation from the depths of the void.

That was no ordinary energy flow on Dragon Island; it was more like an external object forcibly breaking through the spatial barrier, rapidly approaching the ancient Dragon Island like a meteor.

He slowly withdrew his gaze, which fell on the edge of the teacup in his hand, his fingertips unconsciously stroking it.

"It seems... we have guests. And there's probably more than one."

After a moment, he slowly spoke, his tone calm and even, yet unable to conceal a subtle hint of solemnity.

"What was bound to happen has finally happened. It seems that today is the day when the four Dragon Islands meet."

"Dragon Island convergence? Tsk tsk, as expected of a ninth-grade alchemist, your perception is truly sharp, able to sense someone approaching Ancient Dragon Island so easily."

Upon hearing this, Mang Tianchi raised an eyebrow slightly. His face showed no sign of seriousness; instead, a hint of amusement appeared on his lips. His fingertips tapped lightly on the stone table, the rhythm distinct.

"In that case, there's going to be quite a show to watch."

He stood up, stretched lazily, and his joints made a series of light, crisp cracking sounds.

The light in his eyes was undisguised, revealing a clear eagerness to try:
"These days of rest on the island have almost rusted my bones. If I really have the chance, I should stretch my legs! The powerhouses of the Ancient Dragon Clan... I've never experienced fighting against someone of the same level from such a top-tier clan in all my years of life!" As he spoke, the Thunder Clan elder's sharp aura, befitting a semi-saint, suddenly erupted, spreading out like a tangible force and dispelling his previous leisurely demeanor.

"Hehe," Xiao Ling chuckled, a half-smile playing on his lips. "Since you're in such high spirits, Dean, let's set off and meet these guests. If you really want to compete, I guarantee you'll have the opportunity to show off your skills."

His tone carried a touch of just the right amount of teasing, as if he hadn't seen the dean in such high spirits for a long time, which added a bit of amusement to his heart.

"Haha, just what I wanted!" Mang Tianchi laughed loudly upon hearing this, the air seeming to tremble slightly. He slammed his palm on the stone table in front of him, and with a crisp "bang," a shallow palm print was left on the hard surface.

Before the echo had completely dissipated, his figure shot up like an arrow that had been waiting for a long time to be released!

Before Xiao Ling could even take a step to catch up, Mang Tianchi's body erupted with crackling, blazing lightning. He transformed into a dazzling bolt of lightning that tore through the night sky, accompanied by a sharp, piercing sound, and shot towards the hazy void outside Ancient Dragon Island at an extreme speed, so fast that he left only a blurry afterimage.

Xiao Ling gazed quietly in the direction where the lightning had disappeared, then chuckled and gently shook his head.

This Dean, as expected, still couldn't shake the innate ferocity and warlike nature of the Thunder Clan bloodline.

Immediately, Xiao Ling's gaze involuntarily turned towards the direction of the giant hall where Zi Yan was in seclusion.

The ease that had just arisen from the dean's enthusiasm was instantly replaced by an indescribable solemnity, which quietly settled in his eyes.

It seems that this seemingly calm situation has ultimately changed quietly in an unexpected direction.

Whether the change is good or bad, he had already made up his mind that he would not allow Zi Yan's cultivation to be disturbed or interfered with in any way.

"Ziyan, just focus on your cultivation inside the palace. I'll take care of everything outside. I'll handle these daring villains and stabilize the situation for you. If they remain obstinate and refuse to give up, then let them know what a heavy price they will pay for challenging my bottom line."

These words, spoken to himself inwardly, served as a reassurance to both Zi Yan and himself. Only then did Xiao Ling slowly withdraw his gaze, no longer looking into the distance.

He took a deep breath, and his fighting spirit suddenly erupted without warning, transforming into a crimson-gold streak that chased after Mang Tianchi's departing trajectory.

Two streaks of light, one after the other, like two shooting stars, streaked across the sky and quickly disappeared into the endless void of chaos and mist at the edge of sight.

……

Just as Xiao Ling and Mang Tianchi had moved, undercurrents were already surging in the dark void outside Ancient Dragon Island.

In the pitch-black void, a sudden burst of light appeared, tearing through the darkness like falling stars, converging along a certain trajectory. Upon reaching the outer edge of Ancient Dragon Island, the light vanished abruptly, revealing figures exuding powerful auras.

The leaders were mostly clad in dark gold armor, with lifelike dragon patterns carved on the armor, and the dragon scales were clearly visible, as if a real dragon were swimming on it.

Each time the "scales" moved, an overwhelming dragon's might rippled outwards, heavy and domineering, causing the surrounding void to tremble slightly.

Beyond these armored warriors stood another group of bare-chested figures. They were exceptionally robust, their bronze skin covered with ancient dragon patterns, their muscles as sharp and defined as rocks, and each breath they took carried the muffled sound of wind and thunder.

Simply by standing there, it exudes a sense of power that can shake mountains and fill seas, creating a visually overwhelming effect.

Two groups of people stood on either side. Although they did not speak, the powerful aura emanating from them was already intertwined in the void like a tide. They were obviously powerful people from other Dragon Island.

"They're from West Dragon Island and South Dragon Island!"

Outside Gulong Island, the guards who had been ordered to patrol the area recognized the newcomers and immediately let out a low growl filled with suppressed anger.

These guards had fought with the other three islands many times in their early years and were already familiar with each other's attire and aura. When they saw the other party trespassing on Donglong Island, their eyes were sharp as knives and their hands tightened their grip on their weapons.

Just then, the void slightly distorted, and a figure stepped out. It was Elder Qi You, who had recently been in charge of early warning around the Ancient Dragon Island.

His face was solemn, his gaze sharp as lightning, sweeping across the crowd opposite him before finally settling precisely on the figure leading the group from Xilong Island. His voice was as cold and hard as iron:
"Xia Ao, how dare you lead your men to trespass on my Donglong Island territory! You have some nerve!"

That usually stern face now appeared even more stern, and a subtle flow of fighting spirit emanated from him, creating an aura of authority that caused the people of Xilong Island to pause slightly.

As he roared, Elder Qi You's gaze unconsciously swept across the distant void, searching for any possible presence.

However, apart from these two groups, he did not detect any other large-scale energy fluctuations.

He immediately understood that these two groups of people were probably just the vanguard, and the real main force was still behind, quietly approaching.

The day when the three Dragon Islands gather together is just around the corner.

Elder Qi You's heart sank. This long-dormant storm was finally about to break, and the peace of the entire Donglong Island was likely to be completely shattered.

"Haha, old man Qi You, why the anger?" From beyond the void, a burly man with thick eyebrows, clad in dark gold armor, slowly stepped out. Each step he took seemed to crush the air, causing the surrounding space to tremble slightly. He raised his hand and patted the lifelike dragon patterns on his armor, his laughter booming like a bell, carrying an undeniable arrogance.

“I was merely following orders. I heard that a descendant with royal blood has been found on East Dragon Island, and my Dragon King specifically ordered me to come first to ‘invite’ her to West Dragon Island for a short visit to discuss important matters of the clan.”

He emphasized the word "please," but his words still lacked any real respect for the so-called royal bloodline.

Upon hearing Xia Ao's words, Elder Qi You's eyes suddenly turned cold. The three Dragon Islands had indeed obtained some information about Zi Yan.

However, they were clearly unaware that Zi Yan had already consumed the Dragon-Phoenix Origin Fruit and was in the crucial stage of refining it in seclusion; otherwise, they would have sent far more than just this many people.

This actually shows that the recent security measures on Donglong Island have been quite thorough.

Only a handful of people, including Zhu Li and Qing Shan, knew that Zi Yan was in seclusion absorbing the energy of the Dragon-Phoenix Origin Fruit; Qi You was not among them.

At this moment, listening to Xia Ao's high-sounding excuse, he assumed that the other party had come to cause trouble.

However, Qi You was not entirely skeptical of the threat behind Xia Ao's words. He suspected that the other party not only wanted to cause trouble but also coveted the princess's genuine Dragon Emperor bloodline, intending to take her away and nip this potential threat to the other three Dragon Islands in the bud.

However, he had also heard that the princess was currently in seclusion and that nothing could go wrong.

Moreover, Zi Yan, who carries royal blood, is the only spark of revival for Donglong Island after many years of silence, and the foundation they are willing to risk their lives to protect.

Let alone the vanguard sent by West Dragon Island, even if the Dragon Kings of the other three islands came in person, they wouldn't be able to easily take the person away from East Dragon Island! (End of Chapter)