Douluo Dalu: Legend Of Xiao Yan

A/N: Okay guys, it's official, I f.u.c.k.i.n.g hate this app. Everytime I updated a chapter, it always has misspellings and grammatical error! F.U.C.K!! Despite the fact I double and triple checked it before posting it! I found this out when re-reading some of the chapters in the story. Now I can't edit it because it would erased all the paragraph comments in it, which I just found out, as I just set up the images for the appearances of the characters.

Haiz, my day is not going great. Also, I just got news that my region here would be experiencing more power outages, that will lasts for hours, than before for a untold amount of time. So expect that I might not be able to update on time. I hope this chapter won't have any problems. Peace!

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"Hmm... Huh?" Black eyes, with a tint of green, slowly opened up. Xiao Yan stared with a hazy eyesight at the wooden ceiling.

"This is...?" With a confused expression on his face, Xiao Yan slowly turned his head to the side and quickly found out that he was alone.

This was a small wooden room with two worn but neat beds. One was occupied by Xiao Yan while the other was not. There was nothing in the room, except for the beds and a couple of wooden furniture like chairs and tables, that suggested someone had also shared a room with him. It had only four window, one by Xiao Yan's bedside, two by the other walls of the room and the last one on the bedside of the other empty bed.

'Why am I...? Oh right! Shrek examination, Zhao Wuji, Xun Er, my past self and some other stuff.' Xiao Yan thought while he blinked his eyes repeatedly to get rid of the hazy sight he has. He tried moving any of his fingers, toes and limbs but he felt too weak and sluggish to move them. He could only feel, and move, his face and neck.

'Ack! It's like the time when I got hangover in the pass. I promised myself I wouldn't do that anymore, as the pain after the p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e is not worth it.' Xiao Yan finally recovered his entire vision and when he tried to move again, only to end up feeling nothing, he just gave up and lie down.

'Looks like my other self was right. I need to relax for a while. My body is clearly too exhausted for me to move.' Xiao Yan decided. His eyes staring deadpanned at the ceiling on top of him.

'Uh, how do I--zzzzz' Soon after, Xiao Yan feel asleep once more. His small snores and breathing was the only sound heard in the lonesome room of his.

*Knock* *Knock*

However, knocking sounds could be heard from the wooden wooden. Several moments of silence later, the door opened up, and walking inside was Xun Er.

She appeared through the door with a deathly pale worried expression. Her face complexion slightly ugly and weak. As though she hasn't eaten for the last several days.

"Good morning Yan, Xun Er is here to visit again." But she still had the energy to smile, albeit a small one.

With her two hands, she clutched onto the handles of a silver tray that had a bowl of chicken soup on it.

Closing the door, Xun Er slowly walked over towards the bed of Xiao Yan, her stride small and graceful.

Reaching to her destination, Xun Er placed the silver tray on a near wooden small table near her, and reached her hand for a chair to sit on.

After sitting down, Xun Er cast her gaze on the still and breathing figure of Xiao Yan. A sad and guilty look appeared in her eyes as she looked down at the face of Xiao Yan.

Despite the quilt shielding Xiao Yan's body from view, Xun Er knew that his entire body except his neck and head; were littered with scars, bruises, stitched wounds and numerous bandages covering those injuries of his.

Xun Er had knew this because she was there when Tang San had treated Xiao Yan, while Oscar kept him alive also by feeding him with his spirit abilities.

[FLASHBACK]

Xiao Yan's entire body at the time, was truly in the sense of broken. All four of his limbs and a couple of his rib bones were fractured and broken, almost to the point of breaking apart to pieces!

It was only thanks to Tang San and Oscar that Xiao Yan was still alive.

Tang San, for his incredible knowledge and use of medical treatment from using the unknown herbs, medicine and pills stored inside of Xiao Yan's storage ring to determine which were the ones needed for Xiao Yan's body. Because Tang San had rummage through Xiao Yan's storage ring, he had unexpectedly stumbled into the disgusting sausages that he, unknowingly, eaten once.

At that moment, Tang San had recalled the strange effects the sausages and had quickly stuffed all four of them into the mouth of Xiao Yan. Of course, this caused him to gained the devil's glare of Xun Er and Xiao Wu.

Tang San quickly explained why he was doing this, and breathed out a sigh of relief for barely escaping his execution from the two. Especially Xun Er, she was just an inch away from going through her threat of driving a hand, coated with her heavenly flame, through his c.h.e.s.t!

After that Dai Mubai had called for Oscar and they started trying to revive Xiao Yan's broken body.

It had took an hour, everyone was holding in their breaths anxiously waiting, but finally, Tang San and Oscar had did it!

While this was happening, Zhao Wuji, who was face planted on the ground, was cursing.

"Oh, you guys are done? Well in that case, help me out here dammit!" The damage of Zhao Wuji's body could only be called as bruises and cuts. His entire upper body clothing was no more, revealing his newly sword scar in the middle of his c.h.e.s.t. Although at a third party's point of view, it might have been a severe wound but the fact was farther from the truth.

Except for his pair of bloodshot eyes. Zhao Wuji could still feel the burn and itch of it on his two eyes.

'Gah! What is wrong with my eyes?!!' Zhao Wuji desperately wanted to scratched his eyes but refrained, as he knew it would only worsen the moment he started scratching them.

He was a spirit sage! Someone that could be measured up as one of the most powerful powerhouse in the entire continent! But, to think he was defeated by some chili powder. Zhao Wuji didn't know whether to laugh or cry at his own situation.

Everyone, who was a spirit master, knows that the higher your cultivation ranking is the higher your body's natural strength, defense, speed, and natural healing factor. Of course, it wouldn't be so absurd that he could regrow a limb or a small finger, but superficial wounds and such can be easily healed. Also add using his spirit power to help slightly enhanced it, with how much of spirit power he has as a spirit sage, it could be said that even a punctured lung could be healed easily but it would take hours to do so.

With his spirit, Vigorous Vajra Bear, granting him an additional boost in defense and attack, also adding the fact that he used his first spirit ring ability to further enhanced his natural defense. Zhao Wuji could tank on a spirit emperor fully powered attack!

So, although a sword had went through his c.h.e.s.t, it wasn't anything fatal. The natural and enhancement of his defense of his body had repelled most of the blade's and the petals had done to his body. And with his body's natural healing factor and spirit power, thankfully he didn't go all out and had about seventy-eighty percent of his spirit power left, helping to enhance it, Zhao Wuji could say that he had only taken a small beating.

He really also couldn't understand how some measly chili powder could affect him this much. But unknown to Zhao Wuji, there was a loop in that little defense of his and others that Xiao Yan had noticed and utilize such little loophole. Though it would be a story for another day.

Back to Zhao Wuji, he noticed something strange going on. As for the last past hour, he still wasn't able to move his body!

'Dammit! What's going on? I didn't received that much damage and exhaust all of my spirit power reserves and stamina. So what's going on?' Zhao Wuji's thoughts went back to the battle with Xiao Yan and noticed a anomaly.

'Wait, how the hell did that kid's blade easily bypassed my defense? Although his sudden leap of strength to the spirit sage level, probably due to that strange crimson-gold spirit ring, might have been enough to actually hurt me in my spirit enhancement while using my first spirit ability, but it wasn't that enough to actually pierced through my skin and bones!' Zhao Wuji continued to think about it for several minutes, while giving a nasty glare at Dai Mubai and Tang San, a sudden thought entered his mind.

'Hold on a second...' He closed his eyes, ignoring the itchiness in them, and focused his mind to send his spirit power towards the injury in his c.h.e.s.t. Yellow almost golden energy surged and flowed around Zhao Wuji's body. Like tendrils, the energy moved towards the center of his body.

'...That kid is crazy as f.u.c.k!!' There, at the center of Zhao Wuji's c.h.e.s.t, at the bridge of his ribcage, a small green flame at the size of a pin could be seen hovering around in his rib bone.

This was the same flame that Xiao Yan had used! The Green Lotus Core Flame!

'That kid is really a tyrant. To leave such an overbearing gift inside my body, truly, I am grateful.' Zhao Wuji scoffed as he sarcastically thought. Gathering most of his spirit power, guiding it throughout his entire body, letting course through like a river, he started from his hair, skin, vital parts like the eyes, muscles, etc..

Then, after he cleansed his body, he gathered some of his spirit power to his c.h.e.s.t of where his injury had and took a deep breath in for several seconds, pausing it, and let it out in spirit powered roar that sent the student skidding back.

Zhao Wuji turned around and ignored the cries and curses of his students, as he secretly wiped some black blood from his lips. The inside of his mouth was dry and hot.

He watched as small fiery embers left his mouth and disappeared into the air.

'That kid is really viscous!' Shaking his head he turned back to the group of youths, specifically towards a bearded one, and asked loudly.

"Little Ao! Give me your---"

[END OF FLASHBACK]

Xun Er let out a chuckle as she recalled the angry, bloodshot eyes, of teacher Zhao. That time as well had caused most of them to let out a chuckle at the sight Zhao Wuji.

The scene of Xun Er laughing was like a work of art, full of life, uniqueness and near perfection. Her once weak complexion slightly improved.

'Hehe...' However, it didn't last long. Her small giggles and joyful expression, began slipping away. 'Sigh~ That, was something you definitely would have enjoyed if you were awake Yan.'

Her eyes lingered on him, memories of the time she spent with Xiao Yan began to resurfaced in her mind. The strange tugging feeling inside of her c.h.e.s.t started to slightly feel suffocating.

Xun Er's eyes started to glaze and without knowing, she slowly and hesitatingly, drew closer to Xiao Yan, just dozens of inches away from where his head had laid. She had a look of determination but also looked as if a single noise of disturbance would make her quickly run away in embarrassment.

She was like a small naughty kitten, afraid of getting caught by a big bad sleeping wolf.

She further drew closer, her lips pursed, and her eyes closed.

Slowly, she lowered her head, and push her lips forward. However, suddenly, her long black gorgeous silky hair started flowing around wildly, as a sudden breeze of wind entered through the window, the hair covered the faces of both Xun Er and Xiao Yan.

Causing the act of Xun Er and Xiao Yan to be hidden away from an outsider's point of view.