Battle Through the Heavens: Who put Laozi in my storage ring?

Battle Through the Heavens: Who put Laozi in my storage ring?

Author: MuMuShe

Summary:

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He transmigrated into Xiao Yan's body, happily accepting the annulment of his engagement and waiting for the old man in the ring to awaken, but everything seemed to be going differently than he expected...

Xiao Yan: "When are you going to teach me the Mysterious Heavy Ruler?"

The old man said, "What is a Xuanzhong Ruler? I've never heard of it. But I do have a ruler that Yu the Great used to measure the seabed when he was controlling the floods."

Xiao Yan: "Do you know how to refine pills?"

The old man said, "I can barely do a little bit."

Xiao Yan: "I won't argue!"

"You don't seem to be the old medicine master?"

The old man said, “My surname is Li and my given name is Er. People also call me Taishang Laojun.”

Xiao Yan: "If you're Laozi, then I'm the Jade Emperor... Wait a minute!"

Lao Tzu smiled and stroked his beard: "You've remembered this isn't Earth?"

……

Xiao Yan: "Teacher, I'm injured and urgently need medicine. Please give me... a thousand pills."

Lao Tzu: "Eat it as food?"

Xiao Yan: "Then forget it, five hundred is fine too."

Lao Tzu: "Why do you look so much like that monkey?"

……

Years later.

Xiao Yan faced a massive group of powerful members of the Soul Clan.

He wore a Vajra necklace, a golden rope around his waist, and a banana leaf fan on his back. He carried a Seven Star Sword in one hand and a purple-gold gourd in the other, and shouted loudly.

"Three seconds east of the river, three seconds west of the river, don't underestimate a young man... Never mind, Soul Emperor, if I call your name, will you dare to answer?"

……

[A tiny bit more than a billion] [Go tell my master what's going on] [We're all trying to live] [The Ruling Ruler is still a ruler] [Who said I'm a supermodel?]

P.S.: I will be going to the world later.

Main text

Chapter 1 The Xiao Family

"Battle Qi, Level Three!"

Looking at the prominent characters on the test stone tablet, the handsome young man standing on the platform remained calm, even suppressing a smile as he found it amusing.

Xiao Ning winked and grinned at the audience, while the group of young disciples of the Xiao family behind him also had wicked smiles on their faces. It was just like the scene at the school criticism meeting in his previous life, when he walked onto the stage with his head held high under the attention of the whole school, and a group of good buddies below the stage were laughing and even looking proud.

"Xiao Yan, Dou Zhi Power, Level 3..." The middle-aged man glanced at the words on the stone tablet, his expression regretful. He hesitated for a moment, but still didn't pronounce the last word, "low-level."

This can be considered as giving this once-glorious genius some face.

The entire room fell silent.

"What a pity, my Xiao family has a once-in-a-century opportunity to rise up."

"The decline in fighting spirit is not due to the young clan leader's lack of effort. On the contrary, everyone can see his diligent efforts day and night, but... it is the will of Heaven."

"It's already quite good that the young clan leader isn't thinking of 'taking a gamble.' Just don't put too much pressure on him. What if he really wants to prove himself?"

His eyes held a mixture of regret, lament, and even... pity.

There was hatred, of course, but it was almost drowned out by the crowd and was pitifully little.

After all, the Xiao family's fate is intertwined; their prosperity and decline are shared by all.

In the tiny city of Wutan, in this cruel world, those bound by blood must band together for warmth.

Otherwise, they would be like mercenaries licking blood off the edge of a knife in the market, without a home, like rootless duckweed, vulnerable to being bullied.

"Oh!!!"

When Xiao Yan walked up to the boys who were arm in arm, a burst of screams and howls erupted, sweeping away the awkwardness and sorrow that had just been brewing.

A smile appeared on the boy's delicate face.

Fifteen years ago, he woke up to find himself transported to this world. Upon learning that he was Xiao Yan, he simply decided to give up and play it safe. Before the age of twelve, his talent was terrifying, and he leveled up like water. However, due to his youthful arrogance, he became much more reserved.

Ensure the supply of the most basic resources, and postpone anything else that can be postponed... After all, the Xiao family is poor and doesn't have anything good.

(In the early stages, resources are mostly focused on combat skills and cultivation techniques, but the Xiao family's cultivation techniques are all quite poor. Therefore, even the most basic ones will not affect the protagonist's ability to improve his cultivation and awaken the one in the ring.)

Having lived two lives and being familiar with the plot, he naturally displayed a maturity and skill beyond his years even in his childhood.

They managed to tame these kids completely.

Although their power has fallen from its pedestal and they no longer possess that imposing aura, at least everyone is still getting along well and there isn't much malice between them.

We've finally made it through these three years peacefully...

Xiao Yan's smile was exceptionally bright today. The three-year period had come to an end, and it was time for him, the Flame Emperor, to return to his throne.

"Brother Xiao Yan, it seems you don't need Xun'er's comfort?" A hint of relief flashed across the girl's fair face, and she pouted mischievously, interrupting Xiao Yan's thoughts.

"Cough cough, it's still necessary..." Xiao Yan forced out a trace of sadness.

"Next up, Xiao Xun'er!"

But then, the voice of a middle-aged man on the stage rang out.

"Xun'er is going on stage." The girl's beautiful eyes sparkled, her small face as exquisite as porcelain. She stepped lightly up the stairs.

"Battle Power... Ninth Rank, High Level!"

Watching the girl walk gracefully towards him amidst cheers, applause, and envious glances, Xiao Yan still sighed softly, "You're very strong, Xun'er. And... you've been hiding your strength, haven't you?"

"Hmm, Brother Xiao Yan noticed that?"

The two walked together toward their lodgings.

A hint of surprise flashed in Xiao Xun'er's beautiful eyes, but then she revealed a fox-like cleverness, gesturing with her long, slender hand: "It's just that little bit hidden."

“Actually, Xun’er doesn’t need to worry about hurting my pride,” Xiao Yan said with a loud laugh. “Because the once-genius boy has returned.”

Xiao Xun'er paused for a moment, then smiled sweetly and stared intently at Xiao Yan: "Xun'er has always believed."

But they parted ways in a small courtyard.

The girl's face turned cold.

"Elder Ling, investigate!"

"I need to know who Brother Xiao Yan has been in contact with these past few days... no! I need to go back three whole years!"

"Here!"

The shadow beneath the footsteps rippled, and an aged voice rang out before falling silent.

Xiao Xun'er narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly.

Her fair fists clenched tightly. If she found out that some evil spirit or swindler dared to deceive and exploit Brother Xiao Yan, she would definitely show them why the flowers were so red.

If Xiao Yan's usual cheerfulness stems from being immersed in the lies woven by the other party, then once those lies are ruthlessly shattered like a bubble, the blow to Xiao Yan would likely be...

……

On the stage.

"Rotten wood, rotten wood is no good... Alas."

On the stage, the First Elder looked at Xiao Yan and the noisy youths, shook his head, and turned to stare at the clan leader Xiao Zhan with a displeased expression.

"Hehe... Ning'er is quite a child." Xiao Zhan said with a smile, "At only seventeen years old, she has already advanced to the eighth level of Dou Qi. She truly has the potential of a dragon or phoenix, and her future is promising..."

Hearing his grandson being praised, the elder stroked his snow-white beard, unable to hide his smile, but then remembered what he was about to do, coughed heavily twice, and sighed helplessly.

That's enough.

They don't even care about their own sons. Since that strange "illness" three years ago, they neither seek medical help nor spend a lot of money to find some strong people to take a look. What can these old guys say?

The Xiao family's fundamental clan spirit has never changed. If there is even the slightest possibility that Xiao Yanzi can recover his talent, they are willing to use the full strength of the entire clan to support him...

Seeing the elder's expression, Xiao Zhan smiled, but felt bitter inside. His son had grown up and had his own opinions. He thought it was all a waste of money and refused to go no matter what.

What can he do? He can't just tie him up and take him there, can he?

Throughout Wutan City, everyone knew that Xiao Zhan was the most doting father, but at this moment, everyone felt that he was putting righteousness before family, that as the clan leader he was impartial and incorruptible, unwilling to waste a single bit of the clan's resources for his son...

On the contrary, he won the trust and respect of many of his clansmen.