Warm sunlight shines through the gap in the window, casting fine and delicate light spots that adorn the tidy room.

  In the room, a young man sat naked in a wooden tub, his legs crossed, his hands clasped together in front of him forming a strange seal, his eyes closed, breathing steadily and powerfully.

  In the wooden basin, it was filled with a greenish liquid, and as it swayed slightly, it even reflected some sparkling lights, which was quite mysterious.

  The young mans chest rose and fell slightly, with a rhythmic feel to his breathing. As the time passed, the green liquid in the wooden basin gradually emitted a faint mist, which was tinged with a pale blue color and slowly rose up, finally entering the boys body along with his breath.

  As the air entered his body, the young mans tender face seemed to radiate a warm and gentle glow, like polished jade.

  As if sensing the increasingly abundant aura within his body, a faint smile of relief appeared on the young mans face.

  Having tasted the sweetness, the young man did not stop there. His eyes remained tightly closed, his fingertips still and unwavering, his spirit concentrated, maintaining the best state of cultivation, continuing to greedily absorb the warm energy from the green liquid.

  Blue liquid, staining the boys skin, thread by thread along the pores of the skin, slipping into the boys body, nourishing the bones, washing the meridians...

  Under the boys relentless pursuit, more and more air currents drifted out of the water basin, until finally, they faintly concealed the boys naked body.

  Practicing, in the bitter practice of forgetting to sleep and eat, time slowly passes. The sunlight shining through the window gradually weakens, and the scorching temperature also slowly drops.

  ……

  In the wooden basin, the young man with his eyes tightly closed inhaled the last wisp of air into his body. His eyelashes fluttered slightly, and after a moment, his pitch-black pupils suddenly opened wide.

  In the black pupil, the white flash of light still flickered, but this time it was tinged with a hint of pale blue.

  He slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid air from his chest, and the young mans eyes sparkled as he blinked. He then suddenly stood up, letting the icy water droplets flow down his body. With a lazy stretch, he felt the long-awaited surge of energy within him, and in a daze, he muttered to himself: "At this rate, Ill probably be able to break through to the fifth stage of Qi in just two more months..."

  Since the last time he had prepared everything, Xiao Yan had been hiding in his room for more than half a month. In this half-month period, apart from eating and drinking, he had almost lived a secluded life of quiet cultivation.

  But for Xiao Yan, who had experienced three years of ridicule and blows, this was nothing.

  The ridicule he received over the past three years made him clearly understand how important strength was on this continent.

  But although life is bitter and hard, the results of cultivation are enough to make one feel joyful.

  The spiritual liquid refined by Medicine Old, its medicinal power was far beyond Xiao Yans and even Medicine Olds expectations. Originally, they thought that even with the help of the spiritual liquids medicinal power, Xiao Yan would need at least a month to reach the fourth stage of Dou Qi, but unexpectedly, he actually shortened the time by half...

  Even Yao Lao couldnt help but feel astonished at the cultivation efficiency that Xiao Yan had displayed, although it was related to Xiao Yan having walked this path before, but this speed was simply too fast.

  Its worth noting that the cultivation of Dou Qi is particularly difficult in its foundation. The first ten stages of Dou Qi take at least ten years, and sometimes even twenty years to complete... Of course, once one becomes a true Dou practitioner, their cultivation speed will greatly increase. Before becoming a Dou practitioner, one year may only bring an increase of one stage, but after entering the realm of Dou practitioners, its possible to surge forward several stages in just one year...

  In contrast to his extremely uncoordinated training before and after, Xiao Yans performance over the past half month was indeed somewhat frightening.

  ……

  Without any reserve, he crawled out of the wooden basin. Xiao Yan looked back at the cyan water that had lightened in color due to the energy it contained being absorbed by him. He shook his head helplessly and muttered under his breath: "Can this still support a month and a half of cultivation?"

  Wipe the water stains on your body clean, put on a neat set of clothes at will, then climb onto the soft bed and feel under the pillow for that piece of black iron.

  The rust spots on the iron piece had been carefully cleaned by Xiao Yan, and the overall appearance was somewhat bright and radiant, emitting a faint glow with a hint of mystery.

  Half a month passed, and Xiao Yan spent most of his time cultivating with his head down, while the rest of his attention was focused on the mysterious low-level Dou technique in the iron piece.

  In the past half month, under Yao Laos guidance, Xiao Yan also gradually grasped a few tricks of this suction palm technique. However, due to the thinness of the Dou Qi in his body, he had yet to see any substantial effects, which was somewhat disappointing for Xiao Yan.

  …...

  With both palms clamping the iron piece in his hands, Xiao Yans eyes slowly closed, and his soul sensed, following his arm, and familiarly probed into the black iron piece.

  As Xiao Yans breathing stabilized, the room fell silent once again.

  It was another long period of silence, at a certain moment, Xiao Yan on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, his right palm slightly curled into a claw shape, and the thin Dou Qi in his body quickly passed through the specific meridians and acupoints on his palm under the control of his consciousness, finally bursting out with a loud whoosh.

  "Bang..."

  The blue-and-white porcelain vase on the table, where my palm was pointing, suddenly shook several times and finally fell to the ground with a crisp sound, turning into pieces all over the floor.

  "Alas, although the Dou Technique is of the Mystic Rank, the Dou Qi is too weak and cant exert much power." Looking at the destruction he had caused, Xiao Yan shook his head and muttered to himself, "Judging from this effect, its likely that at least seven segments of Dou Qi would be needed to create a suction force strong enough to pull a person over."

  " Forget it, go to the Family Fighting Hall and see if theres a suitable low-level fighting skill. This suction palm is of no great use for now. Now that I can cultivate Dou Qi, I shouldnt be practicing like an idiot anymore..." Sighing, Xiao Yan got out of bed, glanced at the unresponsive black ring on his hand, then walked to the door and pushed it open.

  He narrowed his eyes, and after slightly adapting to the somewhat scorching sunlight, Xiao Yan carefully closed the door behind him, leisurely strolling along the gravel path, slowly heading towards the backyard.

  The gravel path is lined with lush green willows on both sides, and the dense greenery invigorates ones spirit.

  Turning a corner, a burst of girls giggles came from another small path.

  The peaceful atmosphere was disrupted, Xiao Yans eyebrows slightly furrowed, his gaze followed the sound and looked at the group of giggling girls walking towards him.

  Among several beautiful girls, a girl with a somewhat charming appearance was smiling slightly and pursing her lips. The charming demeanor on her face made the several naive girls around her feel a bit inferior.

  This girl was Xiao Mei, who had made a big splash in the testing arena that day.

  With a calm gaze, he glanced over the beautiful young girl who used to follow him around and call out "brother" incessantly. A hint of mockery flashed across Xiao Yans immature face as he lightly shook his head and withdrew his gaze without any lingering attachment.

  As she walked to the end of the road, Xiao Meis somewhat alluring laughter suddenly weakened, and she saw a young man not far away on her left...

  The sunset spilled from the horizon and shone on the boy who was resting his head on his arm, his small face calm and exceptionally enchanting.

  A pair of eyes that seemed to be mesmerizing, stared at the approaching youth, gazing at the faint arc on his small face that was neither mockery nor smile, and suddenly felt a sense of inexplicable dizziness...

  Three years ago, that young man had a hint of intoxicating smile at the corner of his mouth.