While I was chanting a curse, the system said I was Xiao Yan?

But first!

I still can't ruin my image in my stepsister's eyes too much!

We need to find a way to salvage the situation.

He flashed his usual cheerful smile again: "No, Maki-chan, I'm just telling you all the life lessons I've learned!"

"Don't give up when you're at your lowest point; one day you'll rise back to the top!"

"No one will support my lofty ambitions; I will tread through the snow to reach the mountain peak myself!"

"Do you understand?"

The two little ones nodded dazedly, it was unclear whether they understood or not.

Tianyan nodded in satisfaction, then jumped onto the roof and took down his bowl of rice.

"Well, you two go play by yourselves for a while, I'll eat first."

After sending the two little ones away, I went straight into the room.

As soon as the door closed, he took the bottle out of his pocket, inside which was a pill.

It was entirely emerald green, the size of a longan, and emitted a very enticing fragrance when he poured the pill into his palm.

After a slight hesitation, he still put it in his mouth!

The moment the pill entered his mouth, Tianyan knew that this was a worthwhile investment!

The emerald green pill melted upon touching the tongue, transforming into a warm torrent that flowed down the throat and instantly spread throughout the body.

The feeling wasn't like taking medicine; it was more like someone had lit a fire inside him, burning every pore on his body open.

"The effect is amazing!"

He could clearly feel that the medicinal power was not acting on his physical body, but was heading straight for the sparse magical power within him.

The cursed power, which was originally like a stagnant pool and almost dried up, seemed to be suddenly stirred up by something the moment the pill entered the body.

Spin! Faster and faster!

Those scattered, almost completely dissipated particles of magical energy deep within the meridians were grasped by an invisible hand and frantically converged towards the dantian.

Tianyan gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead.

pain!

It wasn't the dull pain of bones breaking, but rather the tearing sensation caused by the forced compression and condensation of cursed power.

His spell power was too little, almost not enough to form a complete vortex, but this pill clearly did not allow him to give up halfway!

The medicinal power transformed into an external force, forcefully pushing that thin mass of cursed power to rotate, compress, and rotate again.

Deep within his dantian, a tiny vortex began to form.

At first, it was only the size of a grain of rice and rotated slowly, but as the power of the pill continued to flow in, the vortex grew larger and faster, like a miniature nebula that had been ignited, spinning wildly inside his body.

The power of the spell is increasing!

Tianyan suddenly opened his eyes, a flash of emerald green light disappearing from his pupils.

"Level 3..."

He clenched his fist, and his knuckles made a crisp cracking sound.

No, it's not just level three!

The cyclone is still spinning, and the power of the spell is still increasing!

Although he hadn't recovered to near-first level, he could feel that the total amount of spell power in his body had stabilized at the mid-level of a third-level sorcerer!

more importantly!

The pill left a continuously rotating vortex of magical energy deep within his dantian.

He could feel the external curse power being slowly drawn into the cyclone, which meant he no longer had to worry about the curse power slowly disappearing.

Furthermore, if this cyclone becomes larger, its ability to absorb curse power will be even stronger!

So even if he doesn't actively cultivate, his magical power will slowly but surely increase.

Tianyan took a deep breath and said sincerely in his heart, "Brother Tongzi, this time, you did something decent."

He suddenly remembered something, raised an eyebrow, and turned over to stand up from the ground.

Within the sorcerer system, there doesn't seem to be a way to train spell power, because it's generally believed that spell power is innate.

So, with the help of the system, I've embarked on a completely new path!

"Then I'll call myself 'The Curse Slayer' from now on!"

After stretching his muscles and bones, he could clearly feel the changes in his body.

The feeling of abundant magical power has returned, although it is still far from the near-first-level level of its peak, but it is a world of difference compared to the empty and weak feeling before.

"what!"

A childish cry of pain came from outside the courtyard; it was Zhenyi's voice.

Then came Maki's angry shout: "Let me go! You bastard!"

Tianyan's face instantly darkened.

He strode towards the courtyard gate, opened the door, and narrowed his eyes slightly upon seeing who it was.

Zenji Naoya stood outside the door, still wearing that exquisite and luxurious kimono, with that arrogant smile on his face that made you want to punch him.

He held Mayi by the back of her collar with his left hand and grabbed Maki's hair with his right, suspending the two little girls in mid-air like two kittens.

Zhenyi's eyes were red and swollen, and she tried her best not to cry out. Her little face was full of fear.

Maki struggled desperately, waving her little fists wildly, but her fists couldn't even touch the hem of Naoya's clothes.

The other party didn't even bother to look at her; their attention was entirely on Tianyan.

"Naoya."

Tianyan's voice was calm, eerily calm: "Put them down."

"Oh?"

Naoya tilted his head, a playful smile on his face: "Are you ordering me around? A piece of trash with only level four spell power!"

Tianyan didn't answer, but just stared at the hand that was holding Maki's hair.

Naoya followed his gaze, scoffed, and casually tossed the two little girls into the yard like trash.

Maki and Mayi rolled around on the ground twice. Mayi finally couldn't hold back her tears and burst into tears. Maki immediately got up, spread her arms to block her sister, and stubbornly glared at Naoya.

"Maki, bring Mayi inside." Tenyan's voice came from behind.

Maki glanced back at him, her lips moved, but in the end she pulled the crying Maki into the house.

As she passed Tianyan, she whispered, "Brother, hit him."

Tianyan's lips curled slightly, then he suppressed it and turned to face Zhizai.

"I didn't expect that."

Naoya strolled leisurely into the courtyard, looked around, and said with a mocking tone, "You still have the leisure to play house with two useless Zen monks?"

He paused, his gaze falling on Tianyan, his smile deepening.

"What? You know you're useless, so you're banding together for warmth? Well, it makes sense. Useless people can comfort each other when they're together, especially since you all have one thing in common: you're all from the Zen Institute family..."

He deliberately dragged out the last syllable of his word.

"Rubbish."

Tianyan's expression remained unchanged.

But on the stone slab ground in the courtyard, a few small pebbles began to vibrate slightly.

That was the resonance caused by the leakage of curse power, the aftershock of the high-speed rotation of the cyclone in his body.

[At the clan assembly, you were unjustly provoked by Xiao Ning. As the future Yan Emperor, how could you tolerate such arrogance from a junior?]

[Side Quest Triggered: Accept the challenge and defeat Xiao Ning in public!]

[Mission Reward: Mystic-Rank Battle Skill: Eight Extremes Collapse]

Tianyan looked at the name "Xiao Ning" on the system panel, and then at the arrogant eldest son of the Zen family in front of him.

"System, although you're a bit eccentric, this time I won't need you to tell me, I'll do it anyway..."

He silently recited in his heart:

"yes!"