Battle Through the Heavens: Oh no, I've become the succubus Xiao Yan!

"Madam, push harder!"

"ah,......"

"Child, come out. It's a young master."

Xiao Yan vaguely heard indistinct human voices. There was a faint scent of herbs in the air.

He then realized that he couldn't move.

I felt like I was wrapped up completely by something, and I couldn't open my eyes.

One second Xiao Yan was flipping through the book "Battle Through the Heavens" that he had read at least five times in his rented room, and the next second his consciousness went black and he found himself in an unfamiliar place.

Because of his name, Xiao Yan, he was often teased by his friends at school.

"Hey, isn't this Emperor Yan?"

"By the way, if spiritual energy recovers, will you really become the Flame Emperor?"

Sometimes, Xiao Yan admired their imagination. They dared to think of anything.

But to my utter surprise, I found myself transmigrated. Although I was an orphan, I had once fantasized that my situation was exactly what transmigrated people were supposed to be like.

But the result was that I was transported to another world so suddenly. It was so unexpected; I wasn't prepared at all. Xiao Yan screamed inwardly.

Suddenly, Xiao Yan vaguely realized that he could feel a warm power flowing in his blood. The warmth traveled along his veins, making him feel comfortable wherever he went, like soaking in a hot spring.

He froze for a moment.

Then a word naturally popped into my head.

Vulcan body.

He didn't know why he knew, but he just knew. It just popped into his head.

As he pondered these thoughts, the warm energy suddenly stirred. It wasn't the quiet flow it had before; instead, it surged forth from his heart as if ignited by something, rapidly coursing through his entire body.

The temperature rose sharply.

He could feel his body getting hot, and he could vaguely hear hurried footsteps and a woman's panicked shouts outside.

"Quickly, call the clan leader! The young master is not feeling well!"

"Why is this child so hot?"

"Look, young master... young master is glowing!"

The maids and midwives around them gasped in surprise.

Xiao Yan felt a power surging forth from within, as if something within him was being fully awakened. Then, a pair of trembling hands supported him, and icy air rushed into his lungs.

"Wow--!"

He cried.

Her body instinctively began to cry, the cries carrying a hint of burning heat, startling everyone in the delivery room.

  

Then a pair of larger, more generous hands took him in.

"let me see."

His voice was deep and resonant, tinged with tension and anticipation.

He tried to open his eyes, but couldn't; all he could see were blurry lights and faintly flickering images. Everything was a vast expanse of white.

Xiao Yan felt himself being gently cradled in a large hand, and inexplicably felt a sense of peace.

Xiao Zhan looked down at Xiao Yan, who was still a newborn. He was somewhat surprised.

Because he saw a very faint glow emanating from the baby's body.

The light was so faint it was almost invisible, like the faint glow of a firefly on a summer night, or like a candle flame that was about to go out. But it was undeniably there.

Flames flowed around the newborn baby.

"This..." Xiao Zhan's voice trembled.

The midwife beside them was speechless with shock, and the maids exchanged bewildered glances. In a fantastical world like the Dou Qi Continent, the unusual phenomena accompanying a baby's birth could only be explained in one way.

That's a rare, innate talent.

Xiao Zhan stared at the faint firelight, his Adam's apple bobbing.

Then he laughed.

That kind of laughter welled up from the bottom of his heart, impossible to suppress. He lifted the baby high, his voice trembling with excitement: "My son, Xiao Zhan's son—possesses the potential to become a Dou Di!"

The sound carried out, and the Xiao family members who rushed over after hearing the news looked at each other in surprise, before bursting into a burst of amazement and cheers.

They were all delighted that a genius had been born into the Xiao family.

The baby was held in mid-air, but his mind was racing.

"My father has become Xiao Zhan, so does that mean I've become the real Xiao Yan? This is the Dou Qi Continent!"

"Wow, what a commotion! I'm so new to the world, I wonder if this high-profile behavior will poison me?"

Xiao Yan felt a little flustered.

The Vulcan Body awakened the moment of birth, without any warning.

But then he thought about it again and felt relieved.

Nowadays, Wutan City is just a small city in the Northwest Continent, and the Xiao family is just one of the three major families. In other words, it's a small family.

The faint light at the moment a baby is born is at most a topic of conversation about "good talent," and it won't attract any higher-level attention.

At least not now.

As long as I appear to be a genius, but not too monstrous, I will have the confidence to overturn the table by the time those hostile forces realize what's happening.

Over here, Xiao Zhan carefully placed him back next to the woman lying on the bed, his movements as gentle as if he were placing a piece of porcelain. He looked down at his wife—who had been so weak just moments before that she was almost lifeless, but now her complexion was much rosier, and there was even a faint glow flowing through her veins.

The flames that surged forth when the Fire God Body awakened not only enveloped the infant but also flowed into the mother's body, repairing the meridians and blood damaged during her difficult childbirth. The midwife was so frightened that she almost threw the child away, but Wenxin gradually regained her strength within those flames.

"Thank you for your hard work, Wenxin." Xiao Zhan's voice was gentle, full of heartache and relief.

"Yan'er, is he... alright?" The mother's voice was no longer weak, but instead carried a warmth of relief after surviving a disaster.

"It's alright." Xiao Zhan held his wife's hand, a wide smile spreading across his face. "Yan'er is fine. Our child is even more outstanding than I imagined. And—he saved you."

The baby lay quietly beside its mother, its eyes closed.

So much happened today, I'm feeling quite tired. A sudden time travel, and I even became my favorite character.

Xiao Yan felt both excited and a little hesitant.

He was silently planning for the future.

The Fire God Body has been activated, and as a transmigrator, my soul power should be quite strong. Because of the Fire God Body, my affinity for fire attributes should be very high, and my talent should be even stronger than Xiao Yan's in the original story. Therefore, cultivating the Burning Technique and absorbing different flames should be much easier in the future.

He knew that the old apothecary should be asleep in the ring. But he wouldn't wake him now; he couldn't even speak properly yet. He would wait until he became a fighter before revealing this to the old apothecary.

The matter of the strange fire is still too far off; I can't even walk yet. I'll go get it when I'm strong enough and have obtained the Burning Technique.

He also remembered the Soul Palace's conspiracy and the Soul Emperor's ambition—but these were not his concerns right now.

Now Xiao Yan only needs to do one thing.

Get stronger. Keep getting stronger. Become much stronger than in the original story.

Then change all regrets.

As he thought about it, Xiao Yan felt a wave of drowsiness; babies' bodies get tired easily.

"Yan'er, you're asleep. Look how cute you are."

"Our child is so cute. He will definitely inherit your good looks, Wenxin, and will surely charm countless girls."

"Keep your voice down, Yan'er is asleep. Don't wake her up."

Outside the window, a silver moon quietly climbed into the night sky.

The entire Xiao family was celebrating the birth of the patriarch's son, and everyone's face was beaming with joy.