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

Chapter 3 White Tiger Visualization Diagram

Time flies, half a year has passed.

The turmoil in Wutan City gradually subsided, and the Xiao family finally managed to gain a foothold in the city. However, after six months of reshuffling, Wutan City was also quite shaken up. Fortunately, the chaos did not last long. With the intervention of several established family forces, Wutan City was finally able to restore its former prosperity.

night,

The moon is like a silver plate, and the sky is filled with stars.

While most of the Xiao family members were fast asleep, Xiao Yue was dressed in her training clothes, standing in her own secluded courtyard practicing the Xingyi San Ti stance.

The moonlight, like water, bathed her small body. All around was silent, except for the faint chirping of insects from an unknown place in the courtyard, one or two chirps, low and soft.

Her eyes were calm and clear. She spread her palms apart, her movements gentle and slow, pushing forward with one hand and the other with the other. Then she slowly pulled them back. Her movements seemed slow, but the next second her left foot plowed the ground like an iron plow, while her right foot suddenly kicked out, and her fair and delicate right fist shot out like a spear.

"flutter!"

A sonic boom suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and a strong wind even suddenly arose in the courtyard, causing the flowers and plants in the distance to sway.

This move is precisely the Bengquan (崩拳), which belongs to the Wood element in Xingyi Five Elements theory.

Then Xiao Yue began to dart and weave in the courtyard, using the Xingyi San Ti Shi as the basis, and performing the five elements of Xingyi Quan (Beng Jin, Heng Jin, Pi Jin, Pao Jin, Zuan Jin) and twelve body movements (Dragon, Tiger, Monkey, Horse, Chicken, Hawk, Swallow, Snake, Alligator, Tai, Eagle, Bear).

After finishing the entire set of boxing techniques, Xiao Yue turned around, stopped moving, raised her hands sharply to her forehead, then slowly pressed them down to her abdomen, gently stomped her left foot on the ground, and exhaled a long breath.

"This world is a paradise for martial artists..."

Xiao Yue murmured to herself.

There seems to be a strange energy in this world that allows her to thrive in it!

At this moment, her mind was as calm as still water, her spirit was infinitely relaxed, like the calm surface of a lake. She could clearly sense the condition of her body, from her internal organs to every meridian, every inch of flesh, skin and hair!
Similar to the introspection in Taoist legends,
Inner vision—a realm that many martial arts masters in her previous life sought to reach even by breaking their skulls. She had practiced martial arts since childhood but had never had such an experience. Yet, after coming to this world, at only five or six years old, she easily achieved it.

Although she cannot cultivate the fighting spirit of this world, she can sense a special energy permeating the air. When practicing her fist techniques, with each breath, she can clearly capture and absorb this energy to strengthen her physical body.

"Wow~~"

The faintest sound, like the gentle flow of blood within the body, and the powerful beating of the heart, were all so clearly audible.

"That's really amazing..."

Xiao Yue was slightly surprised.

She felt incredibly comfortable; her every move was powerful and graceful, her body even had a translucent glow, and she was full of energy, possessing inexhaustible strength.

"The spiritual energy of heaven and earth?"

Xiao Yue seemed to be deep in thought.
She didn't know how to describe it correctly, so she temporarily defined the strange energy in the air as something similar to what she had in her mind, that is, the easily understood spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

The reason she thought that way was because she had once looked through an ancient book.

"However, compared to spiritual energy and such, the image in my mind is much more important," Xiao Yue murmured to herself.

She found the visualization diagram in an ancient site, but she didn't know why it had traveled through time with her.

After all,

She turned and went back to her room, sat cross-legged, and immersed herself in the spiritual world. In a daze, she felt her body getting lighter and lighter, and her soul seemed to be pulled upward by a force, as if it were constantly rising.

Gradually, we reached a critical point.

She encountered something that provided slight resistance, but she instinctively broke through the barrier.

Suddenly,
A painting appeared in her mental world.

This is an image of a ferocious white tiger against a backdrop of towering mountains and lush forests, with stars in the night sky. The tiger's roar, seemingly from ancient times, resounds through the heavens, stirring up clouds and mist, lingering in the ears, and shaking the listener's soul.

The tiger is the king of the mountain beasts.

The enormous, ferocious white tiger coiled atop the mountain, while a somewhat eerie blood moon hung in the sky. The scene was incredibly detailed; every leaf in the forest was so clear and precise, and the colorful patterns on the White Tiger Mountain Lord's body and the stars in the night sky were all clearly visible.

"Buzz!"

Just as Xiao Yue was contemplating the scroll in her mind, the blood moon hanging high in the scroll suddenly emitted a dazzling and eerie scarlet light.

The next moment, Xiao Yue heard a buzzing sound in her ears, her consciousness went dark, and then she found herself seemingly entering the world of a painting. In a daze, she transformed into the white tiger in the painting, standing on the mountain peak, about to swallow the blood moon in the sky.

In a daze, she didn't know if she was a human or a tiger; she had forgotten her past and knew nothing of what would happen next...

"Snap!"

I don't know how much time passed, but the door was pushed open.

Xiao Yan, who was almost three years old, appeared at the door, and the sound he made pulled Xiao Yue back from the strange world in the painting.

"Shh!"

The moment Xiao Yue opened her eyes, Xiao Yan, who was standing at the door, was stunned. He was immediately taken aback by her cold gaze in the moonlight streaming through the window.

Xiao Yan involuntarily took a step back, feeling his older sister's gaze suddenly turn chilly.
There was no fluctuation within it; it was chillingly cold.

Moreover, a faint sense of impending doom seemed to permeate the entire room, which instilled a sense of fear in Xiao Yan.
"…sister?"

Xiao Yan's face was pale, and he spoke in a childish voice, which trembled slightly.

This was the first time he had called Fang Jie "sister" since he was born into this world. After all, as a transmigrator with the mental age of an adult, he was somewhat resistant to calling a five-year-old girl "sister".

But when he saw those cold, crimson eyes in the darkness of the room, he admitted that he had followed his heart, and the word "sister" came out naturally...

(End of this chapter)