Battle Through the Heavens, Reborn as Xiao Yan's Sister

Chapter 23 My Frail Younger Brother

Back mountain, early morning
A thin, pale mist shrouded the mountaintop behind the hill, lingering for a long time. A gentle breeze blew by, and suddenly a muffled sound of flesh being whipped echoed through the forest.

In a secluded grove of trees atop the hill behind the mountain, a boy of about thirteen or fourteen stood with his feet planted firmly in the ground like tree stumps, his toes gripping the earth, his jaw clenched, cold sweat pouring down his forehead, and his naked body, clad only in shorts, covered with numerous bluish bruises.

Behind the boy, Yao Chen, now in his soul form, sat cross-legged on a boulder. He was solemnly watching Xiao Yan, who was gritting his teeth and persevering, and gently waved his hand.

As Yao Chen waved his hand, the air rippled slightly, and a streak of pale red Dou Qi shot out from Yao Chen's palm, finally slamming heavily onto Xiao Yan's shoulder like a whip, leaving a long blue bruise.

A violent tremor ran through Xiao Yan's mouth, and he gasped for breath between his teeth. He felt his shoulder suddenly go numb, and a burning pain shot straight into his heart. Under this intense pain, even his toes went weak, and he almost lost his balance and fell to the ground.

After the intense pain subsided, a faint surge of fighting spirit rushed through my body. Stimulated by the pain, this fighting spirit seemed even more vibrant than usual, flowing joyfully through the meridians and acupoints in my shoulders. A cool, gentle warmth slowly seeped into my bones and muscles, quietly strengthening them…

"Come again!"

As the pain in his shoulder gradually subsided, Xiao Yan's tender little face was full of determination and stubbornness as he gritted his teeth and said.

Looking at Xiao Yan, who was gritting his teeth and persevering through the blows, Yao Chen forced a relieved smile onto his withered old face, nodded slightly, and the whip in his hand shot out once again.

"Hmph, hmph, hmph, ahhh..."

From within the small grove, a series of somewhat eerie muffled thuds and low groans tinged with pain echoed continuously.

...

...

"What are you doing?"

Xiao Yue, who had just settled the children, returned and saw this scene, and couldn't help but fall silent.

I don't know.
They probably thought they had some kind of masochistic tendency.

"Ahem, isn't this because Xiao Yanzi is practicing a high-level Xuan-rank combat skill - Eight Extremes Collapse, which requires extremely high physical fitness? I'm just helping Xiao Yanzi train his physique..." Yao Chen said somewhat awkwardly, dropping the whip.

"So, this is how you helped him build up his physique?" Xiao Yue asked.

"Yeah, what's the problem?"

Neither Yao Chen nor Xiao Yan seemed to notice anything amiss.
Xiao Yue seemed to be silenced once again.

"Eight Extremes Collapse, a high-level Xuan-rank combat skill? Can I take a look?" Xiao Yue pondered for a moment before slowly speaking.

Cultivation techniques, combat skills, and elixirs are arguably the three most attractive things on the Dou Qi Continent.

She had seen quite a few fighting techniques in this world within her clan's fighting hall, such as "Stone-Shattering Palm," "Cracking Claw Strike," and "Iron Mountain Fist." To be honest, she felt they were just so-so; you could tell from the names. However, these were all the lowest-level Yellow Rank techniques, commonplace and easily forgotten. The clan's Profound Rank fighting techniques, on the other hand, were closely guarded secrets.

Although Xiao Yue had been involved in the underworld of Wutan City and had come into contact with Xuan-rank fighting techniques, the highest level she had ever encountered was low-level Xuan-rank. In this world, regardless of cultivation methods or fighting techniques, after summarizing and statistically analyzing, the Dou Qi Continent divides the levels of Dou Qi cultivation methods into, from high to low.

The fourth tier (Heaven, Earth, Profound, Yellow) has twelve levels (high, medium, and low). The further you go, the greater the difference between these twelve levels becomes, like heaven and earth, incomparable. The high-level Profound tier combat skill is the highest she has ever heard of.

"Eight Extremes Collapse: A high-level Xuan-rank combat skill, a close-combat combat skill known for its formidable attack power. When mastered, it can unleash eight times the force. With eight layers stacked, its power is comparable to a Di-rank combat skill?" Looking at the secret manual in the jade slip, Xiao Yue couldn't help but touch her chin.

This thing... it feels so familiar...

"Oh!"

After pondering for a moment, Xiao Yue
He raised his hand and punched the big tree next to him. Where his fist hit, the trunk turned yellowish-brown, and several cracks spread out from the small pit created by his fist. With a loud cracking sound coming from the trunk, the big tree fell to the ground.

Yao Chen: "..."

Xiao Yan: "..."

This... you can learn it just by looking at it once?!
Xiao Yan and Yao Chen stared in disbelief at everything.

“No wonder it feels familiar. This explosive power is similar to the concept of Bajiquan, except that one relies on the circulation of fighting spirit, while the other relies on the internal energy of the body and blood to explode…” Xiao Yue looked at her fist, lost in thought.

Between heaven and earth, across the nine provinces and eight regions!
The strength and dominance of both lies in the explosive power; in other words, they can instantly unleash 50% to 800% of their power.

Of course, all of this requires one's own physique to keep up. For example, her thin younger brother, with his skinny arms and legs, would probably break his own bones first if he were to force himself to use it.

"Sister, I've always been curious, where do you get such great physical strength?" Xiao Yan swallowed and asked with some curiosity. He didn't believe the other party's nonsense about being born with superhuman strength.

“Even if you train like this for ten thousand years, you still won’t reach my level…” Thinking about the other person’s SM-like training methods, Xiao Yue shook her head.

When she passed by just now, she really wanted to pretend she didn't know the two of them. After all, the sight of an old man whipping a shirtless young man was too offensive, and the voices that could easily be misunderstood were simply unbearable to watch.

"Look how thin you are. Here, take these tiger bone ointment and qi-blood powder and eat them yourself. Consider it a donation from your sister..." After leaving the two packets of medicine, Xiao Yue turned and left, leaving behind only a dashing figure.

"Tch, what tiger bone ointment and qi and blood powder? Can't they compare to my Foundation Establishment Elixir?" Yao Chen muttered under his breath, clearly dissatisfied.

However, he only dared to mutter it in a low voice.

Because he could clearly sense that after Xiao Yue went out and returned, the malevolent spirit behind her, which was faintly visible, was becoming more and more terrifying and sinister.

"I wonder what kind of constitution she has. She's practically the nemesis of evil spirits. If those people find out that there's such a constitution in the world, they'll probably cause trouble again. I need to find a chance to remind that girl..." Yao Chen muttered to himself.

(End of this chapter)