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Xian’er had returned.
As expected, she had successfully broken through to the Dou Zong realm.
Dou Zong—this was the threshold to truly stepping into the upper echelon of the continent’s powerhouses.
By the lotus pond, Wei Yang and Xian’er sat quietly, leaning against each other.
A gentle breeze stirred, fluttering their robes.
The man wore a black brocade robe, with handsome features and long black hair tied with a jade clasp.
The woman, in a white dress with white hair, possessed peerless beauty. Her white garments and flowing hair gently swayed with the wind.
This scene—man and woman side by side—was so picturesque that one couldn’t help but sigh in admiration: What a perfect couple.
The breeze rippled across the lotus pond, causing gentle waves and layers of ripples to spread outward.
Everything felt so serene and peaceful.
"Brother Yang," Xian’er called out softly, a smile on her lips.
"Hmm?" Wei Yang lowered his head, his chin resting lightly atop her head as he gently rubbed it.
A trace of dreamy nostalgia appeared in Xian’er’s eyes as she murmured, "I still remember the first time we met. Back then, I never even dared to dream that one day I’d have all of this."
"A mid-stage Mortal realm soul at its peak, just a step away from becoming a peak Tier 5 alchemist, the Ghostly Poison Flame fully under control, and my poison body perfectly harmonized... I’ve even become a Dou Zong powerhouse..."
"But most importantly, I met the most important person in my life—you, my husband."
"These things... before I met you, they were just fantasies I didn’t even dare to dream of, let alone hope to have."
"And now, I have it all... It feels like I’m dreaming—it’s all so unreal... Brother Yang, tell me, is all of this really true?"
"Of course it’s true," Wei Yang chuckled, "What, do you think I’m fake or something?"
This silly girl... why is she suddenly being so sentimental today?
Already a Dou Zong, and still saying such foolish things.
Sometimes, a woman’s intelligence really does have nothing to do with her cultivation level.
"Of course you’re not fake, and I won’t allow you to be fake either!" Xian’er shook her head vigorously and murmured, "If you were fake... then what would I do?"
"Brother Yang, thank you... thank you so much!"
"Still talking nonsense? And come on, this is just the beginning. You’re already satisfied?" Wei Yang laughed softly. "In the future, we’re going to reach the absolute peak of this world."
"Mhm!" Xian’er nodded firmly, her eyes dreamy. She hugged Wei Yang tightly, her cheek rubbing gently against his chest. Her face overflowed with happiness as she said, "No matter where you go, I’ll follow you."
"Of course. No matter where I go, I’m definitely bringing my wife along," Wei Yang replied with a laugh. For original chapters go to n0velfire.net
"Hehe~" Xian’er giggled sweetly. She tiptoed, closed her eyes, and leaned up to plant a kiss on his lips.
Outside the East Gate of Qingshan City
Two young men in black robes, with somewhat similar appearances, stood before the city gate.
Looking at the rather ordinary-sized city in front of them, the younger and more refined-looking one said, "Second Brother, we’re here. Brother Wei is currently living in seclusion here."
Hearing this, the other young man—whose face was stern and slightly pale, and whose aura was weak—nodded slowly. He spoke with a sense of admiration: "I can’t believe that the famous Master Wei of our Jia Ma Empire has chosen to live in seclusion in such an unremarkable little city. Truly... he’s incredibly low-profile. If you hadn’t brought me here, I probably wouldn’t have believed it."
The younger man smiled and said, "That guy’s always been like that—he takes everything lightly and doesn’t care about fame or wealth. Sometimes, I really envy how carefree and unrestrained he is. It’s just a pity..."
At this, he clenched his fists tightly and said bitterly, "I’m still far too weak. So many things are forcing me to push forward—I can’t afford to relax at all."
The older youth sighed, a trace of bitterness flashing across his face. He patted his younger brother’s shoulder and said, "Xiao Yan, now is not the time for us to rest. We must work harder and become stronger! Only then can we survive in this dog-eat-dog world, protect our clan, and safeguard the people we care about. Only then can we rescue Father!"
"Mhm!" The younger youth took a deep breath and nodded forcefully. "Second Brother, I understand. Don’t worry—one day, I’ll make those people pay for everything!"
These two young men were none other than Xiao Yan and his second brother, Xiao Li.
"Let’s go. We’ll enter the city first and meet up with Brother Wei," Xiao Yan said, taking the lead as he stepped into the city.
Behind him, Xiao Li clutched his chest and coughed a few times, his complexion turning even paler, but he still followed with steady steps.
Back Courtyard of the City Lord’s Mansion
Inside a grand hall that was simply decorated yet not lacking in luxury.
Wei Yang sat at the main seat, his gaze directed toward the entrance outside.
There, cloaked entirely in black robes, Ah Da was leading the Xiao brothers up the stone steps.
Soon, Ah Da brought the two of them into the hall.
"Master," Ah Da bowed respectfully.
"Brother Wei." Xiao Yan gave a polite nod in greeting, then introduced, "This is my second brother, Xiao Li."
"Cough... Xiao Li of the Xiao Clan, greets Mister Wei." Xiao Li gave a light cough and cupped his hands in respect.
Wei Yang waved it off with a smile. "Since you’re Xiao Yan’s second brother, then you’re no outsider. Brother Xiao Li, there’s no need to be so formal. Just be at ease here."
"This..." Xiao Li seemed a bit hesitant.
He was well aware of his own standing.
Xiao Yan might be able to speak casually with Wei Yang, but Xiao Li didn’t dare act so boldly.
After all, this was a Tier 6 alchemist, and a Dou Huang powerhouse in his own right.
In terms of status and position—forget that he was just the second young master of the Xiao Clan, merely a small-time Dou Shi—even their father, the Xiao Clan’s patriarch Xiao Zhan, wouldn’t dare treat this man lightly.
"I’ve never cared for those superficial formalities," Wei Yang said. "When it comes to friends, I’ve always been laid-back."
"Second Brother, Brother Wei and I have a strong bond. You don’t need to be so uptight—just relax," Xiao Yan added.
"Well, then... I suppose I’ll take the liberty," Xiao Li replied with a wry smile and cupped his hands again.
"Hahaha, that’s more like it! I like straightforward people," Wei Yang said with a hearty laugh.
After a few more polite exchanges, the Xiao brothers took their seats on the side, guided by Ah Da.
Soon after, Ah Da personally brought them tea. Once everything was prepared, he stepped quietly to the side and stood there respectfully, slightly bowing.
This scene made the corners of Xiao Yan’s mouth twitch.
Good lord... a Dou Zun powerhouse, even if now reduced to a soul form—but still a Spirit Realm soul—actually serving tea like a servant under Wei Yang’s command?
Xiao Yan couldn’t hide the envy in his eyes.
A Dou Zun... as a servant?!
Who could’ve imagined such a thing?
It was simply... outrageously extravagant.
Who wouldn’t be jealous of that?
No matter how hard Xiao Yan racked his brain, he couldn’t even begin to imagine anyone being able to enjoy that kind of privilege.
Even Yao Lao, who was secretly watching from the shadows, remained silent for a long time.
Not even in his prime had he dared to hope for such treatment.
A powerful Dou Zun... used as a butler, serving tea and water—even Yao Lao was speechless.
Xiao Yan couldn’t help but glance several more times at Ah Da, who looked every bit the part of a loyal old steward. Then he looked at Wei Yang again, his eyelids twitching uncontrollably.
We’re both transmigrators.We both came out of Wu Tan City.So how are you this freaking overpowered?!
He thought back to that unforgettable moment—when You Hun Zun Zhe had first made his shocking appearance, referring to himself as "This Venerable", followed by a Dou Zong subordinate and three high-level Dou Huang powerhouses—leaving countless people stunned.
That moment had left a deep impression on Xiao Yan. It had made his blood boil and filled him with admiration. He had thought: Now that is what a true powerhouse should look like!
Back then, that domineering figure had become his aspiration—This is what a man should be!
But now?That once lofty image of the arrogant, proud "This Venerable"... collapsed in Xiao Yan’s heart in an instant.
The one he had looked up to so much, the very concept of a Dou Zun—his ultimate goal—suddenly felt so... mundane.
He even had an absurd thought pop into his head:So... a Dou Zun is only just this much, huh?
The aura of awe that surrounded the title of Dou Zun—at that moment—shattered completely.
And it was only now, in this very moment, that Xiao Yan finally understood the true meaning of one word: Awesome
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