3: Guess, fighting test

Chapter 3: Speculation, Dou Qi Test

Phew, phew…

Back in his room, Xiao Yan could no longer suppress the shock he felt. He took deep breaths to calm himself down.

Transmigrator?

Someone like him?

From birth until now, Xiao Yan had always thought he was the one and only transmigrator.

Why was the other party looking for a transmigrator?

A question surged in his heart. Xiao Yan felt a fear of his secret being discovered, yet also a worry of missing an opportunity, a conflicted feeling.

Limited by Wutan City, Xiao Yan's current horizons were not broad. To him, a Dou King was already a powerful existence he could only gaze upon from afar.

Such a powerful individual came to Wutan City, to find a transmigrator?

Even!

He could even offer Earth-tier Dou Skills and cultivation techniques. How incredibly generous was that?

To be honest, Xiao Yan was already starting to feel like volunteering himself, to exchange himself for things!

No, it won't do!

But Xiao Yan quickly dismissed that thought.

As the saying goes, when Fellow Countrymans meet, one might stab the other in the back!

Xiao Yan knew that suspecting others with malice was not a good habit!

However, the huge disparity between the two sides forced him to maintain sufficient caution.

After all, he wasn't really a teenager as he appeared on the outside; inside, he harbored a mature soul!

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Xiao Yan rested his chin on his hand, gazing forward, lost in thought.

Before long, his eyes lit up; he had a plan!

Night fell, and Wutan City was brightly lit.

In a dimly lit alley directly opposite the Mittel Auction House, a somewhat malnourished-looking youth stood trembling in front of a figure cloaked in a black robe.

“Did you remember everything I told you?” a low, hoarse voice came from within the black robe.

The youth stammered in reply, “I, I remember. But will there really be no problem? I heard the other party is at least a Dou King. If I anger him, I…”

The black-robed person spoke in a deep voice, interrupting the youth's thoughts, saying,

“Think of your father! As long as you help me with this, I will buy you medicine money, and your father will be able to hold on. Do you want to watch your father die?!”

Father… Hearing this, the youth's expression changed, revealing a hint of determination.

“I hope you keep your word!” The youth stared at the black-robed person, took a deep breath, and said, then resolutely turned and walked towards the Mittel Auction House.

The black-robed person hid in the shadows, slightly raising his head, vaguely revealing half of a somewhat youthful face.

Watching the youth being led inside, his breathing quickened, and his heart pounded rapidly.

…

Inside the auction house, Soul Cang was woken up. Upon learning that someone had come to answer the questions, he was invigorated and sobered up instantly.

Had Xiao Yan come?

He came to the reception hall. When his gaze swept over the youth, he was stunned.

This wasn't Xiao Yan!

Looking at the other party's malnourished appearance, Soul Cang was very certain, but he didn't show it. He waved his hand, dismissing the auction house staff, and then asked the youth,

“You know the answer to the question?”

The youth looked at Soul Cang, first startled by his youthful appearance, and an expression of envy involuntarily appeared in his eyes.

Clearly, he was thinking that if he also had talent and became a Dou King at such a young age, he probably wouldn't have to take such a big risk for his father's medicine money…

Snapping back to reality, seeing that Soul Cang's expression was somewhat displeased, seemingly related to his lack of answer, he quickly nodded and said, “Yes.”

Soul Cang's eyes flickered slightly, and he said, “Then tell me…”

“The first question is: Odd change, even no change, sign depends on the quadrant.”

“The second question is…”

The youth's voice was hesitant. He would say a sentence, then glance at Soul Cang's expression before daring to continue.

After speaking intermittently for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, he finally finished reciting everything the black-robed person had asked him to memorize.

At this moment, the youth looked uneasily at Soul Cang, his fingers unconsciously intertwining.

“Are you also Chinese?” Soul Cang suddenly asked.

The youth's eyes went dark, completely bewildered!

Chinese? What kind of person? He was a person from Wutan City in the Gama Empire…

“Sure enough, you're lying to me! Be honest, did you make all that up yourself, or did you hear it from somewhere? If you don't tell the truth, I'll kill you!!”

Taking in the youth's reaction, and having some guesses, Soul Cang deliberately threatened him fiercely.

Thump!

Being an ordinary person, pressured by a trace of Dou King aura leaked by Soul Cang, coupled with the disparity in their statuses and the threat of death, the youth immediately knelt down.

He knelt prostrate on the ground, trembling uncontrollably, and said, “My lord, spare me, my lord, spare me! I didn't make these up. Someone paid me to say them. If you don't believe me, I can take you to find him. That person is outside!!”

In the face of life and death, the youth made a very decisive choice, selling out the black-robed person without hesitation!

A test?

A hint of a smile appeared at the corner of Soul Cang's mouth, secretly sighing that this Fellow Countryman was quite cautious!

His gaze fell on the youth. He waved his hand, and the youth was terrified to find an inexplicable force lifting him up. His limbs had nowhere to rest, and he stared uneasily at Soul Cang.

He only heard Soul Cang say, “You've been tricked! However, that person did get one thing right. I can give you a Gathering Qi Powder. But, you need to deliver a message for me.”

“My lord, please command.” Upon learning that he could live and also receive a Gathering Qi Powder, joy flashed across the youth's face.

Soul Cang pondered for a moment, then said, “We are both unfortunate souls adrift in the world; why must we know each other when we meet?”

The youth didn't understand, repeated it twice, confirmed he had memorized it, then took the Gathering Qi Powder, bowed, and left the auction house.

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In the alley.

After giving the money to the other party and watching him leave, Xiao Yan murmured with a complex expression, “We are both unfortunate souls adrift in the world…”

After watching for a moment longer, Xiao Yan ultimately didn't have the courage to step into the auction house and turned to leave.

However, he didn't know that above the auction house, in the darkness, a gaze was fixed on him.

Not until Xiao Yan's figure disappeared at the end of the street did Soul Cang retract his gaze, smiling with a slight sense of relief:

“He should understand the meaning of that sentence… It doesn't matter, I can still wait! Whether it's the Dou Qi test or Nalan Yanran's annulment, you will eventually come to beg me!!”

…

The next day.

On the Xiao Family square, it was a lively scene. Today was the annual test day.

The younger generation sat bustlingly, chatting with each other.

Soon, the test began.

One by one, they were called up to the stage, and then came down with various expressions.

“Next, Xiao Yan.”

When the middle-aged man called out the name, the area below the stage suddenly fell silent. Gaze after gaze turned, falling upon a youth in the back.

Xiao Yan walked onto the stage and reached out to touch the dark magic stone tablet.

A moment later…

“Xiao Yan, Dou Qi strength, three segments!”

“Level: Low-tier!”

The middle-aged man beside him scanned the magic stone tablet and read it aloud with an indifferent tone.

Instantly, various sounds of disdainful mockery and regretful sighs came from all around.

Xiao Yan's gaze swept over those people, a self-mocking smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. He didn't even notice his fingernails digging into his palm from too much force.

As he walked out of the crowd, Xiao Xun'er saw him in this state and couldn't help but call out, “Brother Xiao Yan…”

However.

As if he hadn't heard, Xiao Yan left directly.

Back in his room, gazing at the black robe hanging on the shelf, Xiao Yan's eyes flickered, his expression changed, finally hardening into determination. He reached out, picked it up, and left the Xiao Family.