Battle Through the Heavens: Emperor Yan, please restrain yourself; your elder brother is truly hones

Battle Through the Heavens: Emperor Yan, please restrain yourself; your elder brother is truly honest and simple.

Author: Cold Brew Without Ice

Summary:

Xiao Yan, the future Flame Emperor, Lord of the Endless Fire Domain in the Great Thousand World. Zhang Yuan, the future Heavenly Emperor, the first Sovereign Realm expert in the Great Thousand World. Xiao Yan: "Zhang Yuan is the son of my aunt and maternal uncle, my true and dearest friend, my most trusted cousin. His talent surpasses mine, his wisdom surpasses mine, his vision surpasses mine; he is the man my teacher and I most approve of." Zhang Yuan: "Given our blood relation, I only need to play it safe, consume some pills, and I can easily become a Dou Sheng or even a Dou Di. Then I'll go to the Great Thousand World to seize Mu Chen's opportunity and become a Sovereign. Plan complete." Xiao Yan: "The rise of my Xiao family is entirely due to my cousin. I have no way to repay him except by catering to his desires." This book is also known as "The Flame Emperor Suffers, the Heavenly Emperor Enjoys Blessings" and "The Rise of Xiao Yan, the High-Level Employee's Diary," etc.

Chapter 1 The Two Prodigies of the Xiao Family, Fallen Geniuses

"Strength of fighting, third level!"

Staring at the five large, almost blinding characters on the test stone tablet, the boy remained expressionless, his eyes filled with self-mockery.

He kept clenching his fists, so tightly that his slightly sharp nails dug into his palms, but he seemed not to hear it.

How can physical pain compare to the wounds of the heart?

"Xiao Yan, Dou Qi, Level 3!"

"Level: Low-level!"

Beside the test stone tablet, the middle-aged man in charge of registration read out the information meticulously, his voice tinged with regret.

His gaze swept over the boy's dejected face, and he comforted him, "Third Young Master, there's still a year until your coming-of-age ceremony. You still have a chance."

Xiao Yan nodded blankly and turned to walk off the stage.

Meanwhile, soft sighs filled with regret and sympathy could be heard all around.

"There's still no change. I really don't know what strange illness Young Master Xiao Yan has contracted."

"Perhaps some plagued deity saw that Young Master Xiao Yan's talent was too great and cast a curse upon him?"

"Don't talk nonsense. Young Master Zhang Yuan has always maintained his talent. This must be some kind of strange illness. After all, even the second-grade alchemist that Young Master Zhang Yuan invited could not see the extent of it."

"Heaven is jealous of my Xiao family. Originally, we had two outstanding families standing side by side. In a few decades, my Xiao family will surely return to the capital and even reach unprecedented heights."

"Perhaps Young Master Zhang Yuan can find a way to help Young Master Xiao Yan?"

"Hopefully. Young Master Xiao Yan has used up a lot of the family's resources over the years. If it weren't for the fact that he's the patriarch, well, never mind what I said."

These comments, when they reached the boy's ears, made him feel as if he were carrying a mountain on his back, and the burden became heavier and heavier.

He lowered his head, not daring to look at the faces of the people around him, because he knew that his clan chief father had violated regulations by using a lot of resources for him.

If his talent remains, no one in the family will say anything, because when he rises to prominence, the benefits he will bring will be even greater; this is one of the family's systems for inheritance.

But when everything is used to fill a bottomless pit of waste, it becomes a joke.

"Fine, I'll just tell my father to stop giving me resources."

"Living an ordinary life isn't so bad either."

The boy was feeling bitter when he noticed a pair of exquisite shoes in front of him.

Although only a sliver of the instep is visible, it is clear that these are exquisitely beautiful feet.

But the boy didn't look at her for long; instead, he raised his head and examined the girl in front of him.

Wearing a purple dress, she resembled a secluded orchid in a valley. Her slightly immature face was exquisite, and her skin was as white as jade. It was foreseeable that she would possess a beauty that could topple kingdoms in the future.

Upon seeing the girl, the boy seemed to remember something, subconsciously took a step back, and swallowed.

The girl smiled faintly and said, "Cousin Xiao Yan, Brother Yuan once said that only by enduring hardship can one become a superior person."

"He believes you will shine again, and Xun'er hopes you won't let him down."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan felt a sharp pang in his heart, followed by a surge of warmth throughout his body.

He knew that the girl didn't like him because of a misunderstanding from their childhood.

The reason she came to comfort him at this moment must be because of his cousin Zhang Yuan, who had remained loyal to him even after he became a cripple.

"Don't worry, I won't let my cousin down!"

Xiao Yan nodded to the girl, then turned and headed towards the back mountain, intending to continue his efforts.

Behind him, the girl composed herself, took small steps, and came to the test stone tablet. Her purple sleeves, inlaid with black and gold thread, slid down, and she placed her delicate white hands on them.

As she channeled her fighting spirit, the black stone tablet, after a period of silence, burst forth with a dazzling, intense light.

Fighter: One Star!

The four large, golden characters instantly silenced the entire training ground.

Immediately following, a chorus of gasps of astonishment arose, making many people's expressions look comical.

"Miss Xun'er, a one-star Dou Zhe!"

The tester gasped in astonishment, his voice trembling.

A one-star Dou Zhe at less than fourteen years old, he is the third genius in the Xiao family in a hundred years.

Xun'er remained calm, though she was somewhat dejected: "If I hadn't had to adapt to the Golden Emperor's Burning Heaven Flame, and I had only just started cultivating a month ago, I wouldn't be doing so poorly."

"If Brother Yuan finds out, I wonder if he will laugh at me."

"It won't be long before Ling Ying sends another message."

No one knows what the girl was thinking, otherwise countless people would have been captivated by "Versailles".

Xiao Yan was unaware of Xun'er's dazzling performance after he left. At this moment, he had arrived at the top of a cliff in the back mountain, sat cross-legged on a rock, made a strange hand seal, and began to cultivate seriously.

His chest rose and fell slightly, forming a perfect cycle with each breath. White air condensed and entered his body through his mouth and nose, flowing to his limbs and bones while gathering in his dantian.

"call!"

This cultivation lasted for a whole day, until the sun was setting before Xiao Yan opened his eyes again.

He didn't notice that the antique black ring on his finger emitted an eerie glow before fading away.

The fighting spirit that had just formed in his dantian was completely devoured by this ring and disappeared without a trace!

"Damn it, all that battle qi I worked so hard to cultivate has vanished again!"

"Damn you, God, you're just messing with me!"

Xiao Yan's face was ashen, filled with rage and a deep sense of desolation.

A genius turned into a useless person, he must be the most tragic transmigrator from Earth.

Although my memories of my past life are hazy, if I'm going to be a useless person, I'd rather live in the peaceful world of my past life.

"My cousin Zhang Yuan trusts me so much, and he even went out to find a cure for me. I can't lose heart!"

"I can't let my mother down either."

A handsome face flashed into his mind, and Xiao Yan clenched his fist.

The next moment, he suddenly turned his head to look in a certain direction and said, "Father, you've come!"

Although Xiao Yan only has the cultivation level of the third stage of Dou Qi, his soul power from two lifetimes is very strong, and he is extremely sensitive to various power fluctuations.

When he mentioned "mother," he sensed a slight movement in the forest.

Given the current time and context, it could only be his father who has come.

"Yan'er, it's time for dinner. Why are you still here?"

A middle-aged man emerged from the woods, dressed in a luxurious gray robe. His imposing gait exuded the aura of a superior. He was none other than Xiao Zhan, the current patriarch of the Xiao family and Xiao Yan's father, a five-star Great Dou Master!

"I will work hard to cultivate, and I want to live up to all your expectations," Xiao Yan said with burning eyes.

"Even so, you should still eat. You didn't have lunch." Xiao Zhan smiled gently, his eyes filled with concern. With a wave of his hand, he took out a lunchbox and placed it on the ground.

Storage rings exist in this world, with different sizes offering different spaces and prices. They can only store inanimate objects, and given Xiao Zhan's status and strength, he naturally possesses one.

Xiao Yan was not surprised at all. He simply sat down on the ground, took the food out of the lunchbox, and ate with Xiao Zhan.

The two chatted during the meal.

The main topic of conversation was Xiao Ding, Xiao Li, and Zhang Yuan. We wondered how their adventures outside were going.

They also talked about how Xiao Yan is now fifteen years old, and if he doesn't have the seventh level of Dou Qi when he comes of age in a year, he will be sent away by his family.

This conversation lasted until the moon was as bright as a silver plate and the sky was filled with countless stars.

Xiao Zhan put away the tableware and said, "You've had your fill of food and drink, and it's getting late. Go back and rest. We have distinguished guests coming to the clan tomorrow, so don't be impolite."

"A distinguished guest?" Xiao Yan asked curiously, "Could it be that my cousin has returned?"

"I'd like to as well." Xiao Zhan shook his head, then said mysteriously, "You'll find out tomorrow. Get ready."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan could only suppress his curiosity and follow Xiao Zhan's instructions to return to his room and get a good night's rest.

The next day he got up early, ate breakfast and went back to his room to cultivate, but still made no progress.

It wasn't until almost lunchtime that a servant came to inform him to go to the main hall of the clan, saying that a distinguished guest had arrived.

He rushed to the hall and was seated in a corner next to his cousin, Xiao Mei.

"Hello, Cousin Xiao Yan." Xiao Mei greeted him politely, her expression calm and composed.

She was polite to Xiao Yan only because the person she admired was extremely protective of this cousin.

"Greetings, Cousin Xiao Mei." Xiao Yan nodded in acknowledgment, then asked, "May I ask who this distinguished guest is?"

"Look there, Cousin Xiao Yan." Xiao Mei pointed to the sleeve of someone's clothes in the arena, where a silver sword with cloud patterns was visible.

Xiao Yan immediately recognized the person as a member of the Yunlan Sect of the Jia Ma Empire.

The Gama Empire is the empire to which Wutan City belongs. Wutan City is one of the smaller cities in the Gama Empire.

The Yunlan Sect is a powerful sect that even the royal family of the Jia Ma Empire treats with respect, and its sect leader is a powerful Dou Huang expert.

I never expected that such a sect would come to my family.

Xiao Yan was somewhat surprised.

But he didn't know that this was the beginning of a turning point in his life.

At the same time, the ground outside the Xiao residence suddenly began to shake.

Pedestrians on the street all looked in one direction, and then scurried to the sides of the street.

Dozens of jet-black horses, over ten feet tall and with horns on their heads, galloped from afar and stopped in front of the Xiao residence in the blink of an eye.