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

The desolate and boundless void is a deathly place swallowed by eternal darkness.

There are no sun, moon, or stars here, no alternation of light and darkness, only a thick, inky blackness that blankets every inch of space.

The raging spatial turbulence, like a ferocious beast, surged and roared in this deathly silence, sometimes tearing open bottomless spatial rifts, sometimes stirring up energy vortices powerful enough to shred stars. The ear-piercing buzzing and explosions intertwined, forming a heart-palpitating symphony of death.

If an ordinary Dou Zun expert were to step into this place, he would probably be torn to dust in an instant by this chaotic and disordered power, and not even a trace of his soul would be left.

In this chaotic void that could be described as a dead end, a dazzling stream of light ignored the dangers around it and sped past at an unimaginable speed.

Within the flowing light, Xiao Ling's black clothes fluttered in the wind, and a faint spatial power surrounded him, isolating him from the raging turbulence.

His eyes were slightly closed, and the spatial mark between his brows shone brightly. Countless obscure spatial runes flowed around him. It was he who was activating the power of space and controlling this stream of light to open up an unobstructed path in the turbulent currents.

Little Fairy Doctor and Qinglin stood on either side of him behind him. With Xiao Ling's spatial power protecting them, the two felt no swaying at all, as if they were just standing in a peaceful courtyard.

After traveling for an unknown amount of time, Xiao Ling suddenly opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing in his dark pupils.

His gaze pierced through the thick darkness ahead and landed on a faint light in the distance.

The point of light was extremely faint, yet it stood out conspicuously in this desolate void, like a guiding star in the night.

As the streak of light drew closer, the point of light gradually enlarged in the field of vision, and a soft halo could be vaguely seen, quietly floating at the end of the turbulent void.

"Coming."

Xiao Ling murmured, a faint smile playing on his lips. He could clearly sense a familiar dragon's might within the halo, the direction of the Ancient Dragon Island, the territory of the Ancient Void Dragon Clan.

As soon as he finished speaking, the spatial mark between his eyebrows shone even brighter, and the spatial runes around him suddenly accelerated their circulation.

The dazzling stream of light surged, its speed increasing dramatically, transforming into a sharp sword that cleaved through the darkness, shooting swiftly towards the halo of light.

As the speed increased, the faint light finally spread out completely in the field of vision, revealing an extremely majestic island, suspended in the center of the void turbulence.

Xiao Ling's gaze sharpened, and he abruptly changed direction, riding the stream of light like an arrow released from a bow, flying straight towards Ancient Dragon Island.

In the blink of an eye, the three arrived at the outer perimeter of Ancient Dragon Island. A spatial barrier, flowing with deep purple light, was like an invisible curtain, enveloping the entire island. Runes flickered on the barrier, radiating a terrifying pressure powerful enough to block even a Dou Sheng expert.

Just as he was about to touch the barrier, Xiao Ling slowly extended his right hand. On the back of his hand, the purple-gold dragon pattern suddenly lit up, and an ancient and majestic dragon's might spread along his arm, echoing the runes on the barrier.

The next moment, a miraculous scene unfolded. The seemingly indestructible purple spatial barrier slowly receded to both sides like a tide, revealing a passage just wide enough for three people to pass through.

Without the slightest hesitation, Xiao Ling, along with Little Fairy Doctor and Qing Lin, traversed the area at an undiminished speed.

The moment the three figures stepped completely into the Ancient Dragon Island, the spatial barrier behind them rapidly closed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Amidst the flowing purple light, it returned to its previous impenetrable state, as if no one had ever entered.

At the center of Ancient Dragon Island stands a magnificent and luxurious palace.

Inside the warm pavilion deep within the main hall, a cozy and inviting scene unfolds.

Zi Yan was dressed in a light purple outfit with intricate dragon embroidery on the hem. Her usually lively and active nature was mostly subdued at this moment, and she was sitting with her knees bent on a soft cushion covered with snow-white fox fur.

Before her stood a beautifully sculpted little girl, pouting and clutching her drooping sleeves tightly. This was Xiao Ling and Medusa's daughter, Xiao Xi'er.

The little guy looked to be only two or three years old. He had two round buns in his hair, with a small dragon-shaped jade hairpin in his temple. His big, dark eyes were like grapes soaked in honey, lively and endearing.

Although the little one is still very young, it is clear that her delicate face has inherited her mother's stunning beauty, while her brows also carry a hint of Xiao Ling's heroic spirit. At this moment, she is being amused by Zi Yan and is giggling. Her little body twists and turns, and her soft voice keeps ringing out: "Aunt Zi Yan! Lift me up high again! Xi'er wants to be lifted up high again!"

"Oh, our Xi'er is so energetic!" Zi Yan's eyes were full of doting. She reached out and gently picked up the little one, lifted her above her head, and then gently put her down again, which made Xiao Xi'er let out a string of silvery laughter. She waved her little arms and legs excitedly, "Then Auntie will make you something fun!"

After saying that, she condensed a wisp of fighting spirit at her fingertips, which transformed into a miniature golden dragon the size of a palm. It circled and danced in the warm pavilion, sometimes brushing over Xiao Xi'er's head, and sometimes rubbing against her shoulder.

Xiao Xi'er's eyes lit up as she reached out her chubby little hand to grab it, but the mini golden dragon nimbly dodged, prompting her to chase after it for a couple of steps, her little face full of excitement.

"Aunt Ziyan is naughty!" Xiao Xi'er stopped in her tracks, put her hands on her hips, puffed out her cheeks and pretended to be angry, but she couldn't hide the smile in her eyes. "Quickly give Xi'er the little golden dragon! Xi'er wants to play with it!"

Zi Yan couldn't help but chuckle at her words, reaching out to gently pinch the tip of her nose, and said with a smile, "I won't give it to you, unless Xi'er kisses her aunt."

Without hesitation, Xiao Xi'er leaned forward and gave Zi Yan a quick kiss on the cheek, saying softly, "A kiss! Auntie, give it to Xi'er quickly!"

Just as Zi Yan was about to withdraw her battle qi and hand the miniature golden dragon to Xiao Xi'er, her eyes suddenly flickered, and her smiling gaze abruptly turned towards the dome of the warm pavilion. Her gaze seemed to pierce through the thick palace walls, cross layers of space, and land directly on the three figures that were rapidly approaching from the outer perimeter of Ancient Dragon Island.

Sensing the three familiar auras, Zi Yan's smile deepened instantly, and a hint of undisguised joy flashed in her eyes. She immediately exclaimed, "Hey, Xiao Ling and the others have actually arrived! They're much faster than I expected."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Xi'er immediately stopped what she was doing, tilted her little head, blinked her big eyes at Zi Yan, and asked curiously, "Aunt Zi Yan, is Father here? Xi'er wants to see Father!"

“That’s right.” Zi Yan bent down and picked up Xiao Xi’er, striding towards the outside of the main hall, her tone light and cheerful, “Let’s go to the door to meet your father, Aunt Little Doctor Fairy, and Sister Qing Lin.”

The vermilion gate slowly opened, and as Zi Yan, carrying Xiao Xi'er, stepped out of the threshold, she bumped into Xiao Ling and his entourage, who were greeting Elder Zhu Li. Just then, Xiao Xi'er's big, dark eyes caught sight of Xiao Ling.

The little one was slightly taken aback at first, then his eyes instantly lit up with a bright light. His little body, which had been nestled peacefully in Zi Yan's arms, suddenly became restless, waving his little arms and legs vigorously and stretching out his chubby little hands towards Xiao Ling. His crisp shouts pierced through the breeze in the square, clear and urgent.

"Daddy! Daddy!"

Xiao Ling had already spotted that delicate, exquisitely beautiful little figure. Hearing his daughter's soft, sweet voice, a warm feeling welled up in his heart, and the smile between his brows deepened.

After bowing and apologizing to Elder Zhuli once more, he immediately strode towards Ziyan, his steps light and quick, his gaze fixed on the precious daughter in her arms, his tone filled with genuine longing.

"My darling daughter, Daddy has missed you so much!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already walked quickly to Zi Yan and, without waiting for her to speak, stretched out his arms and carefully took Xiao Xi'er from her arms.

The little guy naturally wrapped his arms around Xiao Ling's neck, buried his soft little head in his shoulder, and rubbed his little body against him affectionately.

Xiao Ling looked down at his daughter's chubby face, the faint scent of milk lingering in her nostrils. His heart softened, and he couldn't help but lower his head and give her a gentle, tender kiss on her smooth forehead.

"While staying on Gulong Island, did Xi'er listen to Aunt Ziyan obediently?" Xiao Ling raised his hand and gently stroked his daughter's soft hair, his voice exceptionally gentle, and the doting in his eyes was almost overflowing.

"Hehe~" Xiao Xi'er wriggled in Xiao Ling's arms, tilting her chubby face up, her big, dark eyes curving into crescents, her sweet voice like honey, "Don't worry, Daddy, Xi'er is very good, I haven't caused any trouble for Aunt Ziyan!"

"Haha, as expected of my precious daughter, what an obedient and good child!" Upon hearing this, Xiao Ling's heart softened even more. He raised his hand and gently stroked his daughter's soft, fluffy hair, his tone full of undisguised praise.

After praising his daughter, he turned his gaze to Ziyan, who was standing quietly to the side, with a gentle smile on his face and a sincere tone: "Ziyan, you've had a hard time these days. Please help take care of the little one."

Seeing this, Zi Yan immediately crossed her arms, tilted her head slightly back, and curled a slightly arrogant smile at the corners of her lips, letting out a soft hum.

"After all, Xi'er is my goddaughter, so as her aunt, it's only natural that I take good care of her." She paused, a genuine warmth flashing in her eyes, her tone softening slightly.

"Besides, I get a bit bored staying on Gulong Island all day. With this little guy playing with me, my days are much more fun, so it's not really a hassle."

Xiao Xi'er, nestled in Xiao Ling's arms, blinked her big, dark eyes and curiously looked around.

When his gaze swept over Little Fairy Doctor and Qinglin, and then over the smiling Ziyan, but still couldn't find that familiar, graceful figure, the little guy's joy faded away like a candle flame flickering in the evening breeze.

She lowered her head softly, her long eyelashes trembling slightly. After a long while, she looked up at Xiao Ling, her soft voice carrying a hint of barely perceptible disappointment, and asked softly,

"Father, where is Mother? Didn't Mother come with Father to be with Xi'er?"

Hearing his daughter's innocent question, Xiao Ling's heart softened. He gently stroked the top of her soft hair.
"Xi'er, be good. Mother is currently in seclusion in a wonderful secret realm, cultivating. Once she finishes her cultivation and breaks through her bottleneck, she will come to Ancient Dragon Island to be with you."

The little one had a premonition. A few days ago, when her mother played with her, there was a hint of tenderness and reluctance in her eyes that she couldn't understand. At that time, she vaguely felt that she might have to be separated from her mother for a while.

But now, seeing her father return alone, with no sign of her mother, she couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness in her heart.

Since her birth, her mother has been by her side day and night. She has never been separated from her for such a long time, and it is inevitable that she will find it difficult to adapt.

This child was born intelligent and sensible. Even though he was disappointed, he just pursed his pink lips slightly and did not cry.

These days on Gulong Island, with Aunt Ziyan playing with her, she has gradually learned to adapt to life without her mother by her side. At this moment, she simply hides that longing in her heart.

"Hehe, since Mother is in seclusion cultivating, she will definitely become more and more powerful!"

After listening, Xiao Xi'er composed herself and raised her head, which had been drooping. Her big, dark eyes regained their bright light, and her previous disappointment seemed to have been gently blown away by a breeze.

She stretched out her chubby little fist and shook it at Xiao Ling, a bright smile appearing on her face. "Xi'er is happy for Mommy too!"

The little girl was indeed a clever and insightful child. During her time with the snake people, she often heard her mother mention cultivation, and naturally understood that seclusion and arduous training were for becoming stronger.

Now that she had figured this out, she suppressed that faint longing in her heart, and her eyes regained their usual charming liveliness.

Looking at his daughter in his arms, so well-behaved and sensible, Xiao Ling felt a mix of emotions welling up inside him.

He was only two or three years old, yet he was so considerate and sensible, suppressing his longing for his mother deep in his heart. Instead, he was happy for his mother's seclusion. This sight made him feel a pang of sadness for no reason.

His throat tightened slightly, but he didn't say much. He just subconsciously tightened his arms around the little one, holding her even closer, his warm palms gently patting her back, his voice low and tender.
"Father promises you that he will spend more time with Xi'er from now on and will never let you feel lonely."

Xiao Xi'er seemed to sense the tenderness in Xiao Ling's words. She obediently nuzzled her little head against his neck, her soft body nestled in his warm embrace. Her pink lips let out a soft hum, her voice as sweet as cotton.
"Yes, Xi'er loves Daddy the most."

In the following days, Xiao Ling did not rush to go into seclusion to refine the demon saint's blood essence. Instead, he temporarily put aside his cultivation and only wanted to spend more time with his beloved daughter.

Looking at his carefree daughter in his arms, Xiao Ling's worries caused by Medusa's seclusion gradually subsided, replaced by a sense of warmth and tranquility. He felt that this peaceful life was the most precious happiness in the world. (End of Chapter)