Simultaneous Transmigration: From Douluo Continent to the Pinnacle

The next day, Lin Yao was sitting cross-legged in the courtyard, his eyes closed as he circulated his internal energy. The three strange flames within his body flowed gently along his meridians like a tranquil stream.

The Azure Lotus Earth Core Flame is deep and profound, as steady as the earth; the Sea Core Flame is vast and enduring, surging like the ocean; the Fallen Heart Flame is lively and vibrant, as delicate as starlight. The three do not interfere with each other, each performing its function under Lin Yao's guidance, silently tempering his body and soul.

Since he stabilized his spirit with the power of the stars last time, he clearly felt that his soul power had improved again. The feeling was like a pot of water about to boil, seemingly calm, but actually ready to break through the critical point at any moment.

But at that moment, his eyes suddenly opened.

Above the sky, an extremely unusual spatial fluctuation suddenly spread out, like a boulder being thrown into a calm lake.

At the same time, Su Qian, who was in seclusion on the back mountain of Canaan Academy, suddenly looked up. He felt an extremely sharp aura approaching from the sky. That aura was different from the arrogance of the local bullies in the Black Corner Region; it was a kind of... superior, scrutinizing, and oppressive aura, like a monarch inspecting his territory.

On the inner courtyard square, the students who were originally engaged in their daily cultivation all looked up, gazing at the sky in confusion.

Above, space twisted into a crack, and then three figures stepped out from it, hovering steadily above Canaan Academy.

The leader, dressed in a black, close-fitting outfit, had a cold and stern face with sharply defined features. He wasn't very old, appearing to be only in his early twenties, but his narrow, eagle-like eyes contained a sharp edge far beyond his years. Behind him followed two other men, also dressed in black, clad in black armor, their faces expressionless, and their bodies faintly exuding the aura of a Dou Zong level expert.

The three of them floated silently in the air, looking down at the entire Canaan Academy as if they were looking at an inconspicuous village.

"This is Canaan Academy?" The young man in black smirked, revealing undisguised contempt. "A small academy in this desolate northwest region? Does it even deserve to have my ancient clan's young lady live here for so many years?"

His voice wasn't loud, but it struck each Canaan Academy student clearly like a heavy hammer blow.

"Ancient...ancient race? What ancient race?"

"I don't know, but that person is so strong... Just standing there, I couldn't breathe."

"A Dou Zong! Those two black-armored men are at least Dou Zong!"

On the plaza, murmurs rose and fell. Some of the weaker students felt their legs go weak just from the invisible pressure they felt.

This person is none other than Gu Yao, one of the commanders of the Ancient Clan's Black Annihilation Army.

Gu Zhen, standing behind him, stepped forward, his gaze sweeping across Canaan Academy below like a sharp sword. He said in a deep voice, "Commander, Miss Xun'er's whereabouts have been confirmed. She is indeed in this academy." As he said this, his eyes flickered slightly, and his tone became somewhat strange. "However... she seems to have a very close relationship with a young man named Xiao Yan."

"Xiao Yan?" Gu Yao narrowed his eyes slightly, seemingly searching his memory for this somewhat familiar name. After a moment, he chuckled disdainfully, "That good-for-nothing young master of the Xiao family? A survivor who escaped the net after the Xiao clan's annihilation?"

Gu Zhen didn't answer, but his expression said it all.

A cold glint flashed in Gu Yao's eyes: "I'd like to see what makes a piece of trash like you, who has lost his family, think he can walk with Xun'er. Go, go and invite the young lady out. With the status of our ancient clan, we don't need to be polite to anyone in this academy."

The three of them swayed and landed directly in the inner courtyard.

Their arrival was like a ferocious beast entering a calm lake, instantly stirring up a stormy sea.

Inside the inner courtyard, Su Qian, along with the elders including Qianbai, came to greet them. His expression was solemn as he looked at the three ancient demons and bowed, saying, "The three of you have come from afar. May I ask what brings you here?"

Gu Yao didn't even glance at Su Qian, his gaze sweeping over the various buildings in the inner courtyard, and said indifferently, "I've come to take my young lady home. Those who are not involved, please move aside."

This condescending attitude made even the good-natured Su Qian frown slightly: "Young Miss? I don't understand what you mean."

"Miss Xun'er." Gu Yao finally turned her gaze to Su Qian, her tone indifferent, "Gu Xun'er, daughter of the Gu Clan Chief. She has been in this dilapidated academy for a long time, and I have come to take her back today."

Everyone was stunned by these words.

Although Gu Xun'er's identity wasn't widely known at Canaan Academy, Su Qian, Lin Yao, and others knew a little about it. However, none of them expected the Gu Clan to act so quickly.

Just then, a clear, cold voice came from deep within the inner courtyard: "Ancient Demon, I don't need you to come and get me."

Everyone turned around and saw a graceful figure in light green walking towards them. Gu Xun'er was wearing a simple cyan dress today, her long black hair casually tied back with a jade hairpin. She was stunningly beautiful and had an elegant demeanor. However, her expression was not good at the moment; her brows were slightly furrowed, and her eyes held a hint of coldness.

"Miss Xun'er." Gu Yao bowed slightly upon seeing Gu Xun'er, his attitude quite polite. "The clan leader has ordered you to return to the clan. You have stayed at Canaan Academy long enough."

Gu Xun'er looked at him calmly: "I will obey Father's orders. But when it's time to leave is my own decision, not yours to 'invite' me."

Gu Yao's lips curled into a half-smile: "Miss Xun'er, you are also aware of the rules of the Ancient Clan. The Black Annihilation Army is acting under orders, so please do not make things difficult for your subordinates."

Although his tone was respectful, his hawk-like eyes held an unwavering determination. He deliberately emphasized the word "please," clearly indicating that he had no intention of backing down.

Upon hearing this, Gu Xun'er held an ancient scroll in her hand, her knuckles turning slightly white.

Su Qian's face darkened: "Friends from the ancient clans, Xun'er has cultivated at Canaan Academy for many years and is a disciple of Canaan Academy. You barged in early in the morning and tried to take her away without explanation. You are showing far too little respect for Canaan Academy."

"Canaan Academy?" The ancient demon finally looked at Su Qian with a hint of amusement in his eyes. "You're the manager of this academy? I told you, I'm here to take the young lady home; I don't need to consult you."

Behind him, Gu Zhen and another black-armored guard simultaneously stepped forward, unleashing the full pressure of two Dou Zong level experts, instantly enveloping the entire plaza. Some weaker students felt their legs go weak, their faces flushed red, and they almost knelt on the ground.

Little Fairy Doctor appeared at the edge of the crowd at some point, her pale purple eyes slightly narrowed as she stared at the three ancient demons. Her voice was as cold as ice: "Such arrogance. So this is how the ancient clans behave?"

As she spoke, she took a step forward, and the powerful aura belonging to a peak Dou Zong swept out like a flood, directly colliding with the oppressive aura of Gu Zhen and his companion. The two auras collided in mid-air, producing a muffled sound and stirring up a visible shockwave. Gu Zhen and his companion's expressions changed slightly, clearly not expecting that there would be such a powerful expert in this remote academy.

Zi Yan had slipped over unnoticed, arms crossed, pouting, glaring at Gu Yao with displeasure: "Are you bullying us? Three of you come to our doorstep to act tough, do you really think we're easy to bully?"

Gu Yao slightly tilted his head, his gaze sweeping over Little Fairy Doctor and Zi Yan, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, but nothing more. He chuckled softly, his tone still composed: "I didn't expect this academy to be so full of hidden talents. However... you two alone are no match for me."

As he spoke, he slightly flipped his palm, and an even more terrifying pressure was about to be released.

That's enough.

A calm, quiet voice struck everyone's heart like an invisible hammer.

Lin Yao had already walked up to Gu Xun'er without her noticing. Facing Gu Yao, he looked calm and composed, as if he were looking at an ignorant child.

"Xun'er is doing well at Canaan Academy. If your ancient clan wants to take her in, then speak properly. Constantly resorting to pressure and asserting authority, do you think we have no one to rely on?"

Gu Yao's gaze fell on Lin Yao, scrutinizing him from head to toe. He could sense that this suddenly appearing young man possessed a unified and unfathomable aura, clearly a genuine Dou Zun powerhouse.

With his knowledge, he naturally knew what a Dou Zun meant—even among the ancient clans, a Dou Zun was a core force.

But he remained undaunted.

He was merely a Dou Zun. Among the ancient clans, Dou Zun were as numerous as stars, while Dou Sheng were the pillars of strength. As a core figure of the younger generation of the ancient clans, although he was currently only a high-level Dou Zong, he possessed the bloodline of a Dou Di and the support of the ancient clans' rich foundation. It was only a matter of time before he stepped into the Dou Zun or even Dou Sheng realm. A self-taught Dou Zun from a remote northwest region, without the bloodline of an imperial clan, was nothing in his eyes.

"A Dou Zun?" Gu Yao's lips curled into a smile. "Interesting. To see such a young Dou Zun in a small northwestern town is quite unexpected. However..." His gaze turned cold, "Do you think that gives you the right to interfere in the affairs of the ancient clans?"

Before he could finish speaking, the ancient demon made a sudden attack.

Without any warning, he flashed forward and struck Lin Yao with a palm strike. The palm wind was fierce, carrying an extremely ancient and heavy aura, as if a mountain had come crashing down from nowhere. He was using the ancient clan's supreme fighting technique—the Emperor's Seal Technique!

Although this palm strike was merely a test, the power of the imperial bloodline had already been integrated into the palm technique, making its power far surpass that of an ordinary Dou Zong. The surrounding students felt their breath catch in their throats, as if the sky had collapsed.

Lin Yao stood still.

He just watched as the ancient demon charged towards him, his expression even carrying a hint of helplessness. Then he slightly raised one hand, gently bringing two fingers together, as if he were pinching something.

At this moment, Gu Zhen's pupils shrank sharply—he saw a glint of light in Lin Yao's eyes. That glint flashed by, like an invisible torrent descending in an instant, instantly pressing down on Gu Yao's soul!

The ancient demon's figure suddenly stiffened. The unstoppable momentum rushing towards Lin Yao seemed to have crashed into an invisible wall, exploding with a "boom". His face drained of color, and his figure abruptly stopped in mid-air. A sweet taste rose in his throat, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Soul... pressure?! Heavenly Realm spiritual power?!" Gu Zhen and the other black-armored guard exclaimed in shock at the same time, their faces filled with horror.

Lin Yao stood there, extended a finger, and gently shook it: "If you want to make a move, I won't stop you. But at least figure out who you're facing before deciding whether to take action."

A ferocious glint flashed across the ancient demon's face. He gritted his teeth in resentment and suddenly unleashed a low roar: "Earth-Covering Seal!"

His hands moved with lightning speed, forming hand seals so fast they seemed like phantoms. In just a few breaths, three superimposed seals were formed! It was the triple seal superposition from the Emperor Seal Technique—the Earth-Covering Seal!

The space around him distorted violently, and a tangible black aura condensed in his palm, forming an ancient and heavy palm print. That palm print exuded an aura of destruction, as if a single strike would shatter and overturn the earth! This was Gu Yao's all-out attack, the full-force eruption after activating his Dou Di bloodline, its power surpassing the limits achievable by ordinary Dou Zong!

Lin Yao remained standing in the same spot.

He was just a little more serious, and he flicked his finger.

A golden bolt of lightning appeared out of thin air and shot out from his fingertip. The lightning was very thin, only about three feet long, with golden light flowing around it, and it faintly carried a destructive aura as if it came from a heavenly tribulation—it was the power of heavenly lightning that he had absorbed when he broke through to the Dou Zun level, which he had kept sealed in his body and was now taking out and using at will.

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A soft sound. The slender bolt of lightning struck the enormous black palm print, like a needle piercing a fully inflated ball—the palm and the lightning seemed to exist in different dimensions.

The black, earth-covering imprint, like a shadow shattered by sunlight, instantly disintegrated, transforming into countless energy fragments flying everywhere.

The ancient demon's pupils widened suddenly in that instant, filled with disbelief.

His all-out attack, his proud Emperor Seal Technique Three-Plate Earth-Covering Seal, didn't even require Lin Yao to use a single finger of his own power—it was shattered by a lightning bolt flicked out by the other man!

He could no longer suppress the blood in his mouth and spat it out. He flew backward like a kite with a broken string and crashed heavily onto the square, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Commander!"

Gu Zhen's expression changed drastically. He and another black-armored guard rushed forward to protect the ancient demon on the ground, while watching Lin Yao with extreme vigilance.

Gu Yao scrambled to his feet, wiping the blood from his mouth, his face extremely pale. He tried to speak, but found himself locked in place by Lin Yao's terrifying mental pressure, unable even to muster the power of his bloodline to retaliate. At that moment, he finally understood that a true chasm separated him from Lin Yao—not the difference between geniuses, but an absolute crushing defeat on a spiritual level.

The square was completely silent.

All the students of Canaan Academy stared in disbelief at this scene. That arrogant young man from the ancient race, that youth who exuded an aura of superiority that said "I come from a super race," had just been... flicked away with a single finger?

A hint of a smile appeared in Little Fairy Doctor's pale purple eyes, while Zi Yan clapped her hands excitedly: "Well done! Serves you right for being so arrogant!"

Throughout the entire process, Lin Yao didn't even move a step.

Standing behind Lin Yao, Gu Xun'er watched Gu Yao's disheveled appearance without hiding the faint smile on her lips. She naturally knew Gu Yao's personality—arrogant and disdainful of others. Now that someone had come to teach him a lesson, it was quite good.

Gu Yao stood there for a moment, took a deep breath, and finally managed to suppress his anger. He raised his head, his expression still carrying the pride and unwillingness to admit defeat inherent in the prodigies of the ancient clan.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Fine, I admit I'm not as skilled. But don't think that just because you've defeated me you can look down on my ancient clan."

"I have never looked down on the ancient clans." Lin Yao looked at him calmly. "I just feel that the younger generation of the ancient clans came with high hopes but left disappointed—shouldn't they apologize for what they did to the academy earlier?"

Gu Yao's pupils contracted slightly, but he also knew that with Lin Yao present, this was no longer a situation where he could act with impunity. He remained silent for a moment, then finally cupped his hands to Su Qian, his voice stiff and almost squeezed out from between his teeth: "We were impudent just now, trespassing into the academy and acting rashly. Please... forgive us."

Su Qian's lips twitched slightly, she wanted to laugh but held it back: "Friends from the ancient clan, you're too kind, it's just a misunderstanding."

Just then, Xiao Xun'er spoke up: "Gu Yao, after you go back, tell my father that Xun'er will return to the clan within three years to receive the clan's mandate, so that he doesn't need to send anyone to look for her anymore."

Gu Yao glanced at her: "Miss Xun'er, are you sure?"

"I'm sure," Xiao Xun'er said calmly. "But I also have one thing to say—don't come to Canaan Academy and bother anyone for the next three years."

The ancient demon remained silent for a moment, then said nothing more, his gaze turning to Lin Yao with a hint of malice: "The mountains and rivers remain unchanged, and the future is long. I will remember this defeat today, and I will seek your guidance in the future."

He turned to leave, but then suddenly remembered something. His gaze swept coldly across a certain direction in the crowd, and a sarcastic sneer curled at the corner of his mouth: "Xiao Yan? Ha—Miss Xun'er is the pride of the ancient clan. You, a mere Dou Ling, would be better off recognizing your place as soon as possible."

He left behind a harsh remark and led Gu Zhen and his group to Gu Xun'er's side: "Miss Xun'er, it's time to go."

Gu Xun'er's gaze met Xiao Yan's from behind the crowd. Her clear eyes held a mixture of tenderness, reluctance, and a thousand unspoken words. She paused for a moment, then finally nodded gently to Lin Yao and whispered, "Brother Yao, thank you for getting me out of that predicament today and for saving Xun'er's face at the academy."

"Go ahead." Lin Yao smiled and didn't say anything more. "Your connection with the academy won't be severed; there will be many more opportunities in the future."

Gu Xun'er smiled slightly, turned around and walked towards Gu Yao, her cyan skirt swaying gently in the wind.

Watching Xiao Xun'er's retreating figure, Su Qian whispered worriedly to Lin Yao, "Will the ancient clan come looking for trouble again?"

Lin Yao gazed at the figures that had disappeared into the distance and said calmly, "The ancient clan's only target was Xun'er, and Xun'er has already given them an explanation. As for the ancient demon wanting to find me, he'll at least have to cross the threshold of Dou Zun before he's qualified to say that. It's alright."

In a corner of the square, Xiao Yan stood quietly.

He appeared calm. There was no anger, no loss of composure, only a coldness and determination on his young face that seemed incongruous with his age.

Gu Yao's last words were like a sharp thorn, piercing a corner of his heart. His heart, which had become somewhat lax in comfort, was suddenly jolted awake.

During this time, thanks to Lin Yao's presence, he had indeed been living too comfortably. The Old Man of Medicine wasn't in a deep sleep, the Yunlan Sect hadn't brought him any life-or-death crises, and Nalan Yanran's annulment of their engagement had been smoothly resolved. He cultivated with ease, easily breaking through to the Dou Ling realm, thinking this speed was already quite good. But today, the appearance of the ancient demon made him realize what was more important before him.

He clenched his fist and slowly walked towards Lin Yao: "Brother Yao, I have something I want to tell you."

Looking into Xiao Yan's eyes, Lin Yao understood what was going on: "You speak."

Xiao Yan took a deep breath and solemnly said, "I need to leave Canaan Academy for a while to go out and gain experience."

Lin Yao didn't stop him, only asking, "Have you decided where to go?"

"Go to Zhongzhou," Xiao Yan said in a deep voice. "I need to become stronger. Xun'er is waiting for me in the Ancient Clan. I can't let her wait too long, and I can't use my current Dou Ling strength to embarrass myself in the Ancient Clan."

He paused, then added, "Old Yao said that Zhongzhou is the real testing ground. I used to think that with Brother Yao protecting me, I didn't need to worry too much. But now I know that if you really want to become stronger, you can't rely on anyone. I want to catch up with you, and then surpass you."

Lin Yao paused slightly, then smiled. His smile held both relief and a sense of "I knew it": "It's good that you have this intention. Remember, don't lose yourself because of Xun'er. You have to walk your own path."

Xiao Yan nodded firmly. His eyes were extremely clear, yet more resolute than ever before—a resolute determination born from letting go of all past comfort and dependence, and deciding to forge a path solely with his own fists.

The appearance of the ancient demon was like a mirror, reflecting his current shortcomings. But it was also this mirror that honed a carefree young man, devoid of joy and sorrow, into a sharp sword.

The figure of the old man appeared quietly. He looked at Xiao Yan's back, stroked his beard and smiled: "Boy, you've finally come to your senses."

Xiao Yan clenched his fist, his voice calm yet carrying an unshakeable strength: "Teacher, let's go."

The old doctor nodded with satisfaction: "Let's go."

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Night fell.

Lin Yao watched Xiao Yan transform into a streak of light and disappear into the northwest horizon before turning his gaze away.

In today's battle, although he only made a casual move, his Heavenly Realm spiritual power touched upon a mysterious sensation the moment it suppressed the ancient demon. It was an extremely clear sign that his soul was about to undergo a transformation—his spiritual power had been lingering at the peak of the early Heavenly Realm for far too long.

"It's time for a breakthrough."

Without alerting anyone, he moved swiftly, transforming into a streak of light and hurtling towards the extremely high mountains northeast of Canaan Academy.

His goal was clearly defined—a desolate, snow-capped peak far from human habitation.

The altitude there was extremely high, the air was thin, and the sky overhead seemed almost within reach. This mountain range was covered in snow all year round, and there was no human habitation within a thousand miles, making it the perfect place for him to undergo a spiritual transformation.

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