The Transmigrated Sword Emperor

In Jia Nan Academy, the students' lives continued as usual. Day after day, they worked hard to improve themselves, hoping to become famous one day in the Dou Qi continent.

However, ever since Li Dao took away the Fallen Heart Flame, the Heavenfire Qi Refining Tower had lost the ability to speed up cultivation, causing many people to feel resentful.

A storm had been set off in China, but it did not spread to the southwest of the Dou Qi Continent.

In a secret room in the Jia Nan Academy, a seventeen year old youth with a delicate and handsome face, wearing a black warrior's uniform, was currently training wholeheartedly.

Sweat gurgled out of his body as his black warrior uniform was covered with a layer of white crystals.

Knock knock knock knock. The young man stopped cultivating and grabbed a white towel before going to open the door.

"Junior Sister Ling'Er, what are you looking for me for?"

The youth was somewhat surprised by the panting girl. Her chest was heaving up and down. Although she was still young, her size was not small. It was quite a sight to behold.

Hearing the young man's magnetic voice and then looking at the young man's determined face, the girl blushed. She had forgotten her purpose in coming here.

He is indeed worthy of being Senior Xiao Yan, the legend of the Jia Nan Academy!

He had only entered Jia Nan Academy two years ago and was now a Dou Wang. It was likely that he was the youngest Dou Wang on the Dou Qi continent! Moreover, not only was Senior Xiao Yan strong, he was also so handsome. This was truly unbearable.

The girl's face became even redder, as if she was about to bleed.

"Junior Sister Ling'Er, what's going on?"

Xiao Yan waved his hand in front of the girl, causing her to wake up from her infatuation and lower her head in embarrassment.

"Senior Xiao Yan, there is someone outside the academy who wishes to see you. He says his name is Xiao Li." The girl remembered her business and lowered her head to pinch the corner of her clothes as she spoke to Xiao Yan.

After saying that, he recalled something and added, "That's right, that person is quite pitiful. His entire body is covered with fresh blood. May I know what is his relationship with Senior Xiao Yan?"

"What?"

Xiao Yan rushed out of the door. His wind and fire directly spread the wings of Dou Qi and flew up within the academy.

"He is indeed worthy of being Senior Xiao Yan. He is so handsome even when he is in a hurry!"

The girl clasped her hands together, tilted her head, and rested her head on her folded hands. Her eyes were infatuated, and her voice was sticky.

At this moment, Xiao Yan's heart was anxious. Within two minutes, he had arrived at the entrance of Jia Nan Academy.

At the entrance of Jia Nan Academy, a young man covered in blood leaned against a stone pillar. His hair was disheveled and his body emitted an aura of despair.

Many students of the Jia Nan Academy looked at the youth who was leaning against a stone pillar and pointed at him.

Xiao Yan flew over from the sky and saw the man. He hurriedly descended and anxiously asked, "Second brother, what happened to you? What happened? Why are you in such a state? "

"Wow, look. That's Senior Xiao Yan!"

"Senior Xiao Yan is the number one Heaven's Chosen of our Jia Nan Academy for training to the Dou Wang class before he is twenty. I don't usually see senior Xiao Yan around. My luck is really good today!"

"Forget about the Jia Nan Academy, even in the entire Dou Qi continent, Senior Xiao Yan is a top genius."

I'm afraid that none of you are aware that Senior Xiao Yan has a teacher who is said to be an extremely important person on the Dou Qi continent.

"Quick, tell me what happened?"

"Did any of you hear what senior Xiao Yan called just now?" Did any of you hear what senior Xiao Yan said?

"I think so!"

The Jia Nan Academy's disciples quickly turned their gaze toward Xiao Yan and the blood-covered Xiao Li. Their eyes burned with the flames of gossip.

Xiao Yan hugged Xiao Li. His face was anxious as he said, "Second brother, quickly tell me what exactly happened. Who injured you to such an extent?"

Xiao Li opened his eyes and used all of his strength to grab Xiao Yan's hand. He spoke in an intermittent manner, "A group of black-clothed people have come. "Most of our clansmen died, our father was taken away, and our big brother …"

Xiao Li began to choke as he spoke. He grabbed Xiao Yan's hand tightly. His strength increased and the corner of his eyes became moist.

"Who is it?"

Xiao Yan hugged Xiao Li. His pretty face was as cold and indifferent as a ten thousand year old ice. The veins on his forehead were bulging.

"I don't know. It seems to be some kind of Soul Race."

Third brother, listen to me. Father did his best to protect me before I was taken away. He wanted me to tell you that you must keep the remaining jade and not take revenge! "

"Soul Race, ancient eight clans, huh?"

Xiao Yan muttered to himself. He had heard of the Soul Race from Li Dao. It seemed to be one of the eight ancient clans.

Pulling off the remaining jade on his chest, Xiao Yan's eyes were cold. He seemed to understand why the Xiao clan would be in such a predicament.

"Second brother, don't think too much, heal your injuries first. "Don't worry, I'm still here." Xiao Yan put away the remaining jade and softly consoled Xiao Li.

Xiao Yan supported Xiao Li back to the Jia Nan Academy before calming down.

Soul Race? Is it for the ancient Shura Jade?

Xiao Yan had heard Li Dao say before that the Jia Nan Academy possessed the treasure of the ancient emperor, and the key to opening the treasure was the remnant jade in the hands of the eight ancient clans.

An enemy of this level was definitely not a match for him. It would be great if his Master was here!

As Xiao Yan thought about this, he took out the scented sachet that Xiao Xun Er had given him. Within the sachet lay three long strands of hair. His eyes were filled with determination.