BTTH: DISCIPLE CASHBACK SYSTEM

Chapter 406: You and I Are Both Youths!

"Heh, leave room for retreat in everything!"

Hearing Yun Leng's words, Xiao Yan sneered internally, showing no sign of agreement.

The next moment, Xiao Yan slowly gripped the handle of the black ruler on his back. With a sudden pull, the Heavy Xuan Ruler was unsheathed, bringing a gust of pressurized wind that pointed diagonally to the ground. The gust swept up the dust from the stone tiles, while faint cyan Dou Qi enveloped his body. Fixing his gaze on Nalan Yanran, he said passionately, "The three-year promise—I have arrived as agreed. Today, let us settle the grudges of the past. The humiliation you brought to my Xiao Clan, return it today!"

Witnessing the aura erupting from Xiao Yan, Nalan Yanran’s eyes revealed a trace of astonishment. This youth, once ridiculed and scorned in the Xiao Clan, truly seemed different now.

Yet, despite Xiao Yan’s anger-laden words, Nalan Yanran remained calm. At this moment, she no longer wished to delve into who was right or wrong back then, nor did she feel the need to explain.

The next moment, Nalan Yanran unexpectedly replied, "Are you so confident that you can cleanse the so-called disgrace of your clan today?"

Hearing her unwillingness to even offer an explanation, Xiao Yan felt a renewed sense of being belittled.

"Heh, Nalan Yanran, put away that lofty attitude of a Yunlan Sect young mistress… I, Xiao Yan, have already said it before: Thirty years the east of the river, thirty years the west—never look down on a poor youth!" Xiao Yan sneered coldly.

"Well said, 'never look down on a poor youth.' This Xiao Clan boy exudes quite the spirit!"

"Indeed, with such resolve and talent, he is bound for great achievements in the future!"

At Xiao Yan’s words, many spectators in the plaza couldn’t help but praise him, impressed by his demeanor.

Curiosity about how far this once "waste" of a youth had come burned brightly among the onlookers.

As the crowd cheered for Xiao Yan, Xiao Yixian’s face grew icy. She bit her lip and muttered under her breath, "His strength may not be much, but his arrogance is immense. I hope Yanran doesn’t hold back and gives him a proper lesson."

The moment Xiao Yixian’s words fell, a fleeting chill spread among the nearby stone seats, causing several individuals to frown.

Hearing Xiao Yixian’s murmur, Liu Ling glanced at Xiao Yan with a trace of pity, thinking to himself, "Junior Sister Xian’er is now at the Dou Ancestor level, practically a living deity. If Xiao Yan has provoked her, he’s likely doomed."

On Nalan Yanran’s side, her expression remained unchanged. After a moment’s thought, she let out a cold laugh and said, "Never look down on a poor youth… Heh, Xiao Yan, don’t forget—you and I are both youths. Three years ago, I was stronger than you. Today, I will only be stronger still!"

With that, a sharp longsword suddenly appeared in Nalan Yanran’s hand, pointing diagonally to the ground. Though the sword carried no Dou Qi, it emanated an unmistakable air of killing intent.

Through a year of grinding battles, Nalan Yanran had slain countless ferocious magical beasts. Her sword had been bathed in their blood, yet she hadn’t lost herself in the year-long slaughter.

"Isn’t she the esteemed Yunlan Sect young mistress, blessed with countless cultivation resources? Why does she exude such an aura?"

The temperament radiating from Nalan Yanran was one Xiao Yan knew well. Back in the day, under Yao Lao’s guidance, he too had gone through a period of bloodthirsty fighting. But fearing he might lose himself, he had been forced to stop.

"Begin!"

"The three-year promise has come. Let today mark the end of your past grievances. I hope that after today, there will be no more entanglements between you two!"

As Xiao Yan pondered, Yun Leng’s slightly aged voice suddenly rang out.

Hearing this, Xiao Yan refocused his mind, putting aside all other thoughts. His hands gripped the Heavy Xuan Ruler tightly, Dou Qi surging as his entire body transformed into a shadow, hurtling toward Nalan Yanran in the center of the plaza.

"Fight, Nalan Yanran! Three years!" Xiao Yan’s suppressed roar echoed involuntarily from his throat as he charged forward.

The shadow streaked across the plaza like a furious beast. The Heavy Xuan Ruler, skimming just above the ground, carved a trail of sparks and deep grooves into the stone slabs.

Nalan Yanran’s eyes remained calm as she watched Xiao Yan’s rampage. His seemingly frenzied speed appeared slow in her eyes.

The next moment, the longsword in Nalan Yanran’s hand rose steadily. Instantly, a massive vortex of Dou Qi, several meters wide, condensed at the tip of her blade.

As the vortex formed, gusts of wind whipped up around Nalan Yanran, and an overwhelming pressure emanated from the swirling energy.

"Xiao Yan, fall back!"

Just as the vortex at the tip of Nalan Yanran’s sword began to coalesce, a sharp and urgent voice from Yao Lao suddenly echoed in Xiao Yan’s mind.

Hearing this voice, Xiao Yan, who had always obeyed Yao Lao’s guidance without question, immediately halted his charging steps. At that moment, he too sensed the extraordinary power radiating from Nalan Yanran’s vortex attack.

“Her attack… its might is astonishing!” Xiao Yan gasped inwardly.

“This is just an ordinary Dou Technique, isn’t it? How can it possess such power? Could it be that Nalan Yanran has already broken through to the Dou Spirit realm?”

At this moment, not only Xiao Yan but also the high-ranking officials from the Jia Ma Empire seated on the platform were visibly shocked. This level of energy had already surpassed what a Da Dou Shi should be capable of controlling.

While Xiao Yan and the crowd were still stunned, the massive vortex, several meters wide, had already detached from the tip of Nalan Yanran’s sword and was hurtling toward Xiao Yan at high speed.

Feeling the oppressive energy emanating from the vortex, Xiao Yan barely had time to think. He swung his arm, wielding the Heavy Xuan Ruler with a fierce surge of Dou Qi, aiming to shatter the overwhelming vortex before it could reach him.

As the vortex approached within two meters of Xiao Yan, the intense and razor-sharp energy emanating from it began to cut deep gashes into the hand gripping the Heavy Xuan Ruler. Blood streaked down his arm. In the next moment, the Heavy Xuan Ruler itself was overpowered and swept into the vortex by the immense disparity in strength.

Seeing this, the creator of the vortex, Nalan Yanran, unexpectedly felt a trace of tension. She had intended for this attack to be a mere probe, limiting its power to the early Dou Spirit stage. Yet, to her astonishment, even such a restrained attack seemed as though it might tear Xiao Yan’s body apart entirely.

“Sigh…”

On Xiao Yan’s side, having lost his Heavy Xuan Ruler and with his arm in excruciating pain, despair began to fill him as he retreated. At that moment, Yao Lao’s sigh echoed softly in his mind.

(End of Chapter)

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