Douluo Dalu: Legend Of Xiao Yan

Time passed as the night sky slowly losses it's darkness as the sun of the day slowly comes to replace it.

In a certain area of the Shrek academy, a certain future Flame Emperor was training with only white sweatpants and black shoes.

"Ninety-eight... ninety-nine... one hundred!" Xiao Yan let out a gasp as he swung Ryūjin Jakka down to the ground, cutting the air, suddenly releasing gusts of wind around him.

*Swish!*

The sudden gusts of wind that appeared, blown some dirt and grass away in the empty grassfield that Xiao Yan had found and decided to use it as a training area for his sword training.

Letting out a sigh, Xiao Yan took a slow and steady breath in.

He drawn his katana back towards him in a sheathing position, his right hand on his sword's handle and his left hand as an imaginary sheath.

He slowly let his sword get into his left hand, holding as a imaginary sheath, that as soon as the tip of the blade, and soon the entirety of it, went into the whole, it slowly disappeared into mots of green light.

After he unsummoned his spirit Xiao Yan closed his eyes and turned towards the sky where the sun soon rises.

Purple Qi appeared in air, unseen to the untrained eye, and it seeped into Xiao Yan's eyelids.

He took slow and steady breaths, circulating his Mysterious Heaven Skill, and opened his eyelids to show a pair of glowing purple with green tinted eyes.

Xiao Yan's eyes stayed like that for a moment before returning into it's normal color of black tinted-green eyes.

He then sat in a cross-legged lotus position and started to circulate the hybrid techniques of Mysterious Heaven Skill and Flame Mantra. Gathering both the heavenly flames stored within his body, he revolved around and let it coursed throughout his entire body. His skin, muscles, bones, blood, meridians and bone marrow. His entire was set aflame in both green and red flames with lightning crackling around and within him.

His two heavenly flames destroyed both his external and internal body systems. He felt his nerves screaming in pain as it was being fried into crisps.

But then a moment later, he felt a rejuvenating feeling akin to resurrection. He felt his entire body being reconstructed once more but making it more denser, durable, strong and flexible.

A cultivation technique that destroys, heals and refines his entire body all at the same time.

Destruction, creation and rebirth. Xiao Yan let out a pained hiss as he gone over the fourth cycle of the hybrid technique.

Reading all those Mcs in other novels getting a cultivation technique like his own, and using it willy nilly, Xiao Yan would be the first to say that those protagonists are either m.a.s.o.c.h.i.s.ts, from how much pain he's getting, or they have a really high pain tolerance.

At first he's in hell, then the next, he's in heaven. This cultivation technique is just pure masochism.

'... But the benefit of getting a more stronger body tops the overall pain. I could feel that without using any of my spirits, nor any Tang Sect techniques and my own, I could easily punched that low leveled Spirit King what's his name to the ground without trouble.' Xiao Yan smiled as he felt his overall combat prowess had once more improved, now that he had finally entered Spirit Elder.

Xiao Yan remained cultivating both his body and spirit power for half an hour before he finally called it quits.

'Sigh, if I don't finish this soon classes would start and grandmaster is supposed to arrive today to teach us the matters of teamwork. Thankfully my roommate is fatty, I could just blame him for being such a pig for snoring so loudly in his sleep if I'm late.'

Right, Xiao Yan found out that he wasn't living alone in his own room. It was now occupied with Ma Hongjun when he returned. Confused, he woke him up for questions and found out that it was a late decision made by the dean for him to live with him.

He said that the dean had a special guest, so that guest had to take Zhao Wuji's room, to which teacher Zhao took the place of Ma Hongjun with Dai Mubai.

Letting out a sigh, his mind wondered back into his body to find a storage of a small amount of Dragon Qi that could fill a two inched tall and half an inch wide in diameter cup.

'...Fire Dragon King wasn't kidding. Even after days of continuesly converting my vigor and spirit power into Dragon Qi, it had only amounted into this much. I'm afraid it would take years till it would be like a lake, much less an ocean!' Xiao Yan thought in frustration at the amount of spirit power and vigor he would need just to achieve that kind of amount of Dragon Qi.

"Heh, keep dreaming kid. By that amount of Dragon Qi, I would say that you're a genius at the same level of us Dragon Kings when we were mere young to convert this much within a few days." Igneel's voice chimed in by his side. Standing tall with a big smile on his face.

Xiao Yan would be lying if he did jumped and almost screamed like a girl at the sudden intrusion of someone's voice near him. So no, he did not jumped and almost scream like a girl. Nope. Anyone who says otherwise is a liar and would be introduced to his fists of flames and his sharp sword.

"Gah! Dude! Don't just popped up and surprised me like that!" Xiao Yan exclaimed as he shot Igneel a glare, which the latter responded with rolling his eyes.

Igneel's face turned serious as he said.

"Kid, converting Dragon Qi at the size of an ocean is impossible for you, not because of the amount of spirit power and vigor you need to expend, but the strained it would put your body in."

Xiao Yan's brows furrowed.

"What do you mean?"

"You might not feel it right now, but, the further you expand your Dragon Qi repertoire the more it's destructive and overwhelming energy would grow and destroy your body, not by breaking your bones and peeling your skin, but by destroying your body's cellular structures." Igneel said.

Xiao Yan's jaws dropped.

"Shit. When you basically said that this op energy is a double edged sword, I didn't think it was that bad. Okay, lay it out to me, what's the current limits of the amount of Dragon Qi I would currently store in my body."

"Well, you better stop right now." Igneel said immediately said.

Xiao Yan's face froze and crumbled as he hurriedly dispersed the conversion of his spirit power and vigor.

Letting out a sigh, he eyed Igneel if he was kidding but seeing as he didn't dropped his stoic and serious expression, it was real.

'Holy shit, so I was this close on killing myself, again?! Fu~' Xiao Yan sweat dropped and wiped his forehead in relief.

Looking inside himself at the amount of Dragon Qi stored, he felt both disappoinment and irritation at the amount he currently has.

But his life is more important than some power boost, that wouldn't be helpful for him if he's dead. So he quickly shook those feelings off.

"Alright since I can't convert anymore Dragon Qi, I guess its time to test out that construct wings."

Xiao Yan currently has no problem with his physical body strength and durability, his vigor could be increased either with the help of his hybrid cultivation technique or being a Saiyan and eat a ton of food. His spirit power is also now firm and stable from an entire night of meditation after he returned with his walk out for barbeque with Zhu Zhuqing.

His alchemy... he'll get to it later on when he gets his own room to use, for him to concoct pills safely. As some of the pills he'd create would sometimes fail and more than 50% of the time blow up the room, with it's effects scattered in the air, and he does not want a repeat of what happened last time.

That last time happened when he first recreated the Biggra Pill with his grandpa standing guard and the pill combusted with the effects scattered in the room... Xiao Yan practically had to exhaust almost all his spirit gold coins to bring in all the whores in the city to satisfy his surrogate grandfather's risen sword, or his a.s.s would have been the one to do it.

Xiao Yan's body shivered uncontrollably, his face immediately paled and drained of all colors, as he remembered one of the memories of nightmares he had gone through in this new life.

Shaking his head, his current proficiency of the Tang Sect's Techniques could be said below Tang San himself and the instant movement technique of his, well, he actually mastered it now, with the help of the memories and experiences Flame Emperor had gone through when using the Three Thousand Lightning Movement Technique. In fact, he felt like he could recreate the two other variant versions of the Instant Movement Technique. But that would be for later on.

What he needed to do now, was to familiar himself with the skills he had when he was Flame Emperor.

Because Xiao Yan already had a stable foundation of his body, heck, Flame Emperor even commented that it was even to the point of perfection, though the former couldn't tell if it was either the truth or plain narcissism.

Nonetheless. Because of his body already physically handled, the normally strains and pain inflicting effects that his body would be under when using the techniques from the memories of Flame Emperor was no more. The only issue is familiarizing himself with it.

Currently, Xiao Yan was certain that he could now perform the second stage of the Three Thousand Lightning Movement Technique, now that he has better grasp at it than before.

The other techniques are remained unused, thus, the performance of his use on them remains unknown.

Except, the Angry Buddha Lotus Flame. Xiao Yan couldn't understand why but, he could feel he could use the skill with a masterful proficiency, even though he never used it, except for the time when Flame Emperor occupied his body that one time in the forest.

But, due to that feeling of proficiency, Xiao Yan was able to create a variant version of it, the Dragonic Purifying Flame Lotus, two heavenly flames constructed into a tall eastern dragon with a lotus below it. It is capable of devouring the spirit power, spiritual power and the Evil Qi within someone's body. It was due to it, that he was able to helped Ma Xiaotao with her Evil Fire problem.

With all that said, Xiao Yan situation is akin that he's a Jack Of All Trades but a master of almost none, he mastered one after all.

So, he's currently trying to overcome that to become a Jack Of All Trades and master of all. To do that, he's going to start being familiar with all the skills.

With the constructed spirit wings on his current list to do.

Breathing in steady, revolving the Mysterious Heaven Skill in his body and letting it guide the spirit power in him to his back, Xiao Yan concentrated and followed the steps on how to create wings on his back based on Flame Emperor's memories, which was strangely modified to fit with this world's laws to be used–

'He rewrote his own memories so I can used the skills properly? Thanks Flame Emperor.' Xiao Yan inwardly said with a smile on him.

In his mindscape, Flame Emperor could be seen sitting cross-legged and looked to be in deep meditation. His eyes was closed and his body was still as a rock.

Suddenly, his mouth curved into a smile and said.

"Heh, no problem kiddo."

Then he remained silent once more.

....

Green colored spirit power coursed through Xiao Yan's meridians and gathered gradually towards his back.

Sweat dropped on his brows as he continued concentrating on using the Mysterious Heaven Skill Technique to flow his spirit power through his body and in his back to expel it outwardly.

Several minutes passed, and the sun was now fully revealed with all it's glory. Ma Hongjun yawned as he stepped out of the door of his, and Xiao Yan's, dorm room. He wondered around aimlessly, saying.

"I hate mornings, but breakfast isn't something I want to miss." Ma Hongjun rubbed his eyes, sleep still affecting him. "Now where is Xiao Yan? I can't leave him here or my big sis would nag on me for not bringing him with me. But, he wasn't on his bed. So where is he?"

*Swish!* *Swish!*

"AHHH!" Ma Hongjun said out loud in surprise as he felt a sudden gust of wind blowing towards him, so strong that it made him slide back a few inches back, dust now covering his whole body.

"Blah, blah! Ugh, I got dirt in my mouth dammit! Who's the f.u.c.ker that did that?!" Ma Hongjun complained loudly and looked towards the clouds of dust in front of him to look for the culprit.

As the dust settles, a figure could be seen.

"So there you are you bastard. Just wait right there! I'm going to punch you in the face so hard, not even your mother would recognize you! You clothes dirtying motherf.u.c.ker."

Ma Hongjun was now walking towards the figure in large stride, folding the sleeves of his shirt back to his elbow, his hands bawled into tight fists while saying threats to the figure.

"This great fatty is going to administer retribution–!?"

He was about to say more but his mouth froze in shock.

The clouds of dusts was now fully dispersed and it showed the figure of the half n.a.k.e.d Xiao Yan, showcasing his leaned muscled figure. He had ripped muscles like his eight defining and compacted bronze abs, it looked as if it were as strong as steel and could grate cheese on them.

His leaned, but clearly muscled, arms twitched and Ma Hongjun could swore that he felt that every moment it let out a twitch, a small shockwave seem to ripple out. A testament of the great power of strength hidden within those pair of arms.

But what was the sudden state of shock for Ma Hongjun, was the pair of angelic like wings on Xiao Yan's back that made him float from the air.

Two realistic green feathered wings was on Xiao Yan's back, it had wingspan of nine meters and the green like color of it gave Ma Hongjun a feeling of regality and purity. Making him think that they were a pair of angel wings.

Ma Hongjun stood on the ground still in a daze, awestruck.

Xiao Yan seem to not seen Ma Hongjun as his attention was on the pair of wings on his back. The said pair of wings gave a small couple of flaps in the air as he controlled it do so like a limb.

Although weird, as it worked like appendages that he always used with, but what was considered weird anymore in this world and current life?

Xiao Yan grinned as he continued to marvel at his wings, until it disappeared into a frown as he was interrupted by a scream of a pig being butchered.

'No wait, that's just fatty.' He inwardly said with a deadpanned expression as he turned to see a kneeling and screaming Ma Hongjun, now kowtowing at him in reverence, while saying out loud,

"The lord! The savior! My father in heaven, an angel has descended to give your son advice."

Xiao Yan's deadpanned expression turned into a completely dumbfounded one.

'Wut?'

It soon garnered the attention of everyone else in the academy.

The students, being close to the location, started to arrive one by one with each having a shocked and dumbfounded expressions.

The teachers of the academy and grandmaster came next, each mirroring the students expressions.

Everyone was silent except Ma Hongjun shouting out his prayers towards Xiao Yan.

Just as Flender was about to act up in anger and stop Ma Hongjun, an unexpected person stepped forward that caused everyone further dumbfoundment and shock, causing them to question reality.

That person was Oscar and he had just joined Ma Hongjun.

"Hail the almighty! For he has given me advice and a chance to paradise! Hail!" Oscar loudly said with a completely straight face as he bowed with his arms raised up and down.

Xiao Yan just stared at the two fanatics in front of him with completely blank eyes.

'Wut. Da. F.u.c.k?'