Battle Through the Heavens: Emperor's Son Xiao Yan

Chapter 6 Emperor Xuan, Xiao Xuan!

It is said that the sun and moon of the Xiao clan are two powerful strange flames, which is why they occasionally fight.

However, these younger generations do not know the truth. Perhaps one day when someone becomes a Dou Sheng (Battle Saint), they will be able to access the true secrets of the Sun and Moon.

More than caring about the harmonious relationship between the sun and the moon, the boys were more concerned with the joy of the moment.

Life's journey is as long as a beautiful dream.

The road is lined with wind and frost, the wind and frost stinging my face.

Xiao Yan held a microphone made from the core of a fifth-tier magical beast, the Twin-Headed Heart-Shaped Serpent. Not far away, his voice came from a giant serpent head as tall as a person.

This equipment was made by a formation master in the clan at a high price. Recently, many elders have started to pay attention to this equipment.

Some say this is a strange and ingenious skill, a frivolous pursuit that leads to the loss of one's ambition.

Some people say this thing is very novel and creative.

Some have even built their own such equipment.

Life is a dream and aspiration.

In my dream, I vaguely saw tears glistening in my eyes.

Xiao Yan sang with deep emotion, and didn't forget to have a glass of fruit wine for himself.

Around the square, the monster cores were made into colorful lights, illuminating the square in a dazzling display. The ambiguous lighting, combined with the stimulation of alcohol, made a group of young people extremely excited.

Xiao Mei played the flute, and Xiao Yu played the zither.

The chubby Xiao Feng was the biggest one in the group, and after drinking some wine, he started jumping around.

Although he was obese, he was surprisingly agile and his jumping was quite skillful.

Everyone was grilling fish stolen from Xiao Ning's family, drinking wine stolen from Xiao Feng's family, munching on spirit fruits stolen from Xiao Mei's family, and enjoying rare items stolen from their homes by the various thieves.

Laughter, singing, and dancing filled the air; everyone was having a wonderful time.

"On the path of life, a joyful young man."

Just as Xiao Yan was singing joyfully, a crack suddenly appeared in the space behind him, and Xiao Lin, dressed in an ancient hemp robe, walked out from it.

"It's the Pulse Master! Stop drinking, everyone! The Pulse Master is here!" A few people who hadn't been drinking or who had sharp eyes saw this scene and were jolted awake, quickly waking up the people around them.

In an instant, apart from Xiao Yan who was still immersed in his own charming voice, everyone else stood obediently to the side, not daring to utter a single word.

Even Xiao Li became slightly reserved.

Xiao Lin is the head of the royal lineage, a Dou Sheng powerhouse, possessing absolute authority and power. A group of teenagers would tremble in fear at the sight of Xiao Li, and would behave like chicks when they saw Xiao Lin.

"Don't pat me, can't you see I'm singing?" Feeling someone patting him from behind, Xiao Yan tried to slap the hand away in annoyance.

"Boom!" A powerful surge of fighting spirit rushed into his body, like an icy spring in the sweltering heat, or a puddle of hot urine in the snow, washing away all the alcohol in Xiao Yan's body.

"Hey, Grandpa, you're here to play too!" Xiao Yan suddenly snapped out of his daze, but he had no respect for Xiao Lin and even wanted to drag the old man along to play.

After all, he accomplished the feat of urinating on a Dou Sheng's head when he was still a baby.

"Stop playing around! The Ancestor wants to see you, come with me now!" Xiao Lin glared at Xiao Yan, then grabbed Xiao Yan's shoulder with a slightly flustered expression and flew into the spatial rift.

Only after the two disappeared did the group of teenagers breathe a deep sigh of relief.

"What did the clan leader just say? The ancestor wants to see Yan-ge'er?" The youths looked at each other, not quite understanding. There probably weren't more than ten people in the entire Xiao clan who could be called ancestor by the clan leader.

"Ancestor?" Xiao Yan, inside the spatial rift, was also wondering where the ancestor came from.

Unlike those naive teenagers, although his soul and personality have changed due to his teenage body in this life, his experience and knowledge remain.

"Someone that Grandpa called Ancestor." Xiao Yan had a vague guess in his heart, but he dared not make a conclusion, after all, his guess was a bit beyond his own thinking framework.

The surging spatial power permeated the surroundings, and every fluctuation was enough to kill a Dou Wang powerhouse, but it was extremely docile in front of Xiao Lin.

A moment later, the spatial rift opened again, and Xiao Lin led Xiao Yan out.

"This is..." Xiao Yan stared blankly at the ancient and magnificent hall.

The bluish-gray hall appears to have been carved from a single, naturally formed boulder, forming a seamless whole and subtly conveying a sense of harmony with heaven and earth.

The twelve enormous stone pillars, each a hundred feet tall, were inscribed with various mysterious runes and ancient characters that Xiao Yan did not recognize.

The walls on both sides are carved with images of various high-level magical beasts.

In the center of the main hall, a man in blue robes stood with his hands behind his back, his figure seemingly more majestic than heaven and earth.

Just by glancing at the man, Xiao Yan felt the power of his bloodline surge and boil within him, as if his strength was about to break through.

"Greetings, Ancestor!" Xiao Lin knelt down with a thud.

"Ancestor, could it be that he really is..." Xiao Yan felt slightly dizzy, and his inner suspicions grew stronger.

At this moment, the man in blue slowly turned around, revealing a face that was not extremely handsome, but always gave people a special feeling, with black hair draped over his shoulders.

"It really was him!" Xiao Yan felt a buzzing in his brain.

This face is prominently displayed in the main halls of the various branches of the Xiao clan for future generations to admire, because his name is Xiao Xuan!

Emperor Xuan, Xiao Xuan, is the last Dou Di of the Dou Qi Continent and the strongest person on the Dou Qi Continent today.

A thousand years ago, this ancestor used the power of the entire clan to successfully break through to the Dou Di realm, and killed his nemesis, the Soul Emperor, whose strength was originally comparable to his own, with a single palm strike.

From then on, he was invincible in the world!

"Yan'er, kneel down now!" Xiao Lin whispered a reminder.

With a "thump," Xiao Yan knelt on the ground, prostrating himself and saying, "Xiao Yan pays respects to the Ancestor! May the Ancestor live a long and prosperous life, invincible for all eternity!"

"Um?"

A slight look of surprise appeared on Xiao Xuan's face, which rarely showed any emotion in a thousand years.

He couldn't help but say, "You are the most outstanding genius in our clan. A genius should have the pride of a genius."

Upon hearing Xiao Xuan's praise, Xiao Lin couldn't help but tremble, his eyes filled with envy and pride as he looked at his grandson.

Most members of the Xiao clan never get to see their ancestor in their entire lives. Xiao Lin was only fortunate enough to see his ancestor once, on the day he broke through to the Dou Sheng realm.

Xiao Yan remained unmoved, keeping his head down and saying in a low voice, "Thank you for the praise, Ancestor. May you live long and prosper!"

"He's quite an interesting little fellow." Even with Xiao Xuan's personality, which had been silent for a thousand years, he couldn't help but smile slightly at Xiao Yan.

"Alright, stop flattering me and get up." Xiao Xuan gently flicked his sleeve, and a breeze blew by. Xiao Yan then felt a powerful force lift him up.

"What you're saying is from the bottom of my heart," Xiao Yan said seriously.

"Xiao Lin, you should go back now. I have something to say to this little guy."

Looking at the 'earnest and honest' young man in front of him, Xiao Xuan's eyes became even more amused, and he waved for Xiao Lin to go first.

"Yes, Ancestor!" Xiao Lin nodded hurriedly, without even glancing at his beloved grandson again, and tore open a spatial rift and left.

"Holy crap, grandpa!" Even Xiao Yan was dumbfounded when he saw this.

"Little guy, it's our turn to have a good talk." Xiao Xuan took a step forward and appeared a few steps in front of Xiao Yan.

"What do we have to talk about?" Xiao Yan still didn't understand why he, a mere descendant, could meet the ancestor.

Although he may be a divine bloodline that is rare in the clan, the Xiao clan has never lost its divine bloodline with the support of a Dou Di powerhouse. More than ten people have emerged in the past thousand years.

"Hehe, you must be wondering why I want to see you." Seeing Xiao Yan's puzzled expression, Xiao Xuan suddenly tossed a jade book from his hand to Xiao Yan.

"What is this thing?" Xiao Yan frowned slightly as he glanced at the book title.

"Clatter!" Upon seeing the title of the book, Xiao Yan, who was usually calm and composed, had his pupils shrink to the size of pinholes, and his hand trembled so much that the jade book fell to the ground.

"You've probably read this story, haven't you?" Seeing Xiao Yan's face change drastically at the title, Xiao Xuan's voice boomed like thunder in his ears: "I'm right, extraterrestrial visitors!"

(End of this chapter)