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

Xiao Yan has been in this world for a month.

His body was still very small. As an infant, he couldn't use his hands and feet properly. All he did every day was eat and sleep. Occasionally, he would open his eyes to look around, and then quickly fall asleep again.

To be honest, being a baby is pretty boring.

However, it's quite relaxing, without the worries of working like I did in my previous life. It's something that would make any office worker envious.

"Third brother, third brother, look here."

A childish voice rang in his ear, followed by a small face approaching. It was a boy of seven or eight years old, whose features bore a resemblance to Xiao Zhan's, and whose eyes curved into crescent moons when he smiled.

This is Xiao Ding, Xiao Yan's older brother.

Xiao Yan strained to open his eyes and glanced at him, thinking, "Big Brother was quite cute when he was little."

"He looked at me! He looked at me!" Xiao Ding shouted excitedly as he turned around. "Second brother, come quick! Third brother is looking at me!"

Another head popped out from the side, a little smaller than Xiao Ding but with sharper features and a lively, energetic air.

Xiao Li, Xiao Yan's second elder brother.

"Let me see, let me see!" Xiao Li hurriedly pushed past his older brother and reached out his finger to poke the baby's little face.

"Be gentle!" Xiao Ding slapped his hand away. "Third Brother is still so small, what if you hurt him?"

"I'll just touch it lightly." Xiao Li pouted, a little unconvinced, but still withdrew his hand and made an even gentler move—carefully touching the baby's nose with his index finger.

Soft.

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Xiao Li's eyes lit up immediately: "Big brother, look! Third brother's nose can move!"

"Of course, everyone breathes." Xiao Ding said this, but he couldn't help but move closer, their two little heads squeezed against the edge of the crib, their eyes fixed on the tiny baby inside. The scene was harmonious.

Xiao Yan: I'm still a baby.

"Could you two please give me some privacy?" he thought to himself, but his body betrayed him by yawning and squeezing out a tear from the corner of his eye.

In fact, Xiao Yan still enjoyed this feeling, after all, he had no parents in his previous life and had never experienced family affection.

"Is Third Brother crying?" Xiao Li asked, a little flustered. "Did I hurt him?"

"No, no," Xiao Ding observed carefully, "he was just yawning."

The two boys breathed a sigh of relief. If Xiao Zhan found out they had made Xiao Yanzi cry, they would be scolded and unable to go to bed that night.

"Big brother," Xiao Li suddenly lowered his voice, "do you think third brother will be more capable than us in the future?"

"Of course," Xiao Ding replied without hesitation. "Father said that when my third brother was born, he was surrounded by flames. That's a sign of extraordinary talent, the potential to become a Dou Di."

"Then won't I be able to beat my third brother in the future?" Xiao Li was a little frustrated.

Xiao Ding thought for a moment, then reached out and ruffled his younger brother's hair: "So what if you can't beat him? You're his second brother, he's not going to really beat you up, is he?"

"That's true." Xiao Li perked up again. "Then I'll protect him from now on! Anyone who bullies Third Brother, I'll beat them up!"

"Can you even protect him?" Xiao Ding rolled his eyes, but a smile crept onto his lips. "Alright, let Third Brother get some sleep. We'll come see him again tomorrow."

"Wait a minute," Xiao Li remembered something, reached into his pocket and took out a piece of candy, placing it beside the crib, "For Third Brother."

"He doesn't have any teeth yet, how will he eat?"

"...Oh right." Xiao Li scratched his head and put the candy away again. "Then we'll give it to him when he's older."

The two small figures tiptoed out and carefully closed the door behind them.

Xiao Yan lay on the bed, listening to the footsteps fading away outside the door, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart.

In the original novel, Xiao Ding and Xiao Li didn't have many scenes later on. Both brothers suffered a lot.

In this life, he wanted to help his two older brothers avoid some detours. He wanted them to become stronger. He wanted to make their family better.

After all, it feels really good to be genuinely cared about.

......

Three years later.

Three-year-old Xiao Yan can already run and jump, and speaks more fluently than other children his age. Xiao Zhan often strokes his son's head and sighs, "I wonder who Yan'er took after to be so smart."

The mother chimed in, "My Yan'er is so smart; he's bound to be extraordinary in the future."

Xiao Yan silently replied in his mind: "He received nine years of compulsory education."

For the past three years, he had secretly practiced the Fire God Manual every night. That companion cultivation technique had been slowly emerging from the depths of his soul since he was one year old, like an ancient book burning with flames, unlocking page by page.

The Fire God Visualization Diagram is the first page of the content, capable of tempering soul power. Xiao Yan has been practicing it since he was one year old. Deeper content will only be revealed as the Fire God Body continues to awaken.

"So the goal now is to become stronger as quickly as possible."

Xiao Yan knew the truth, but on the surface, he still pretended to be an ordinary three-year-old child. During the day, he played around with Xiao Li and was disciplined by Xiao Ding, living a carefree life.

He was waiting for the age of four.

Children in the Dou Qi Continent generally begin cultivating Dou Qi at the age of six, while those with good talent can start as early as four or five.

Xiao Yan had been waiting for this day for a long time.

On his fourth birthday, the Xiao family held a grand banquet.

Although the relationship between the three major families in Wutan City was so-so, they still had to put on a show. Both Galebi and Oba Fei brought gifts and exchanged pleasantries. Xiao Zhan dealt with them, his smile never fading.

Xiao Yan had no interest in this kind of occasion; he was waiting for the banquet to end.

"Father." After the banquet, he tugged at Xiao Zhan's sleeve.

"What's wrong, Yan'er?" Xiao Zhan squatted down to be at eye level with his son.

"I want to cultivate." Xiao Yan looked directly into his father's eyes. "Let's start today."

Xiao Zhan was stunned for a moment.

"Four years old...isn't that too early?" He frowned. "His body hasn't fully developed yet, his meridians are fragile, what if his foundation is damaged..."

"Father," Xiao Yan interrupted him, his voice not loud but very serious, "I have been waiting for a long time."

Looking into his son's eyes, Xiao Zhan suddenly found himself speechless.

The seriousness and dedication in it reminded Xiao Zhan of the feeling when he first held a sword in his youth.

"...Okay." Xiao Zhan took a deep breath, stood up, and said, "Come with me."

Xiao Zhan led Xiao Yan back to his room. The room was simply furnished with a bed, a table, a few chairs, and in the corner sat a long spear that Xiao Zhan had used in his youth, polished to a gleaming shine.

"Sit cross-legged, close your eyes, and sense the energy between heaven and earth." Xiao Zhan stood to the side, his voice unconsciously softening. "The first step in cultivating Dou Qi is sensing. Feel the flow of energy in the air, and then guide it into your body, circulating it through your meridians."

"But remember," Xiao Zhan paused, his expression serious, "the cultivation of Dou Qi is 'expanding the meridians and tempering the body,' which nourishes and widens the meridians, storing the thin, attribute-less 'Qi' within the body."

"You must be extremely careful."

Xiao Yan nodded and sat down as instructed.

He closed his eyes.

For an average child, this step might take several days or even months to get started. Sensing the energy of heaven and earth is a very mysterious process; some people get stuck at this step for half a year without understanding it.

But Xiao Yan is no ordinary child.

His soul was incredibly strong due to years of cultivating the Vulcan visualization technique. Coupled with his top-tier talent, he could "see" it the instant he closed his eyes.

I saw countless tiny specks of light floating in the air, like stars in the sky, sometimes bright and sometimes dim.

Without hesitation, Xiao Yan guided the points of light to converge on himself.

The specks of light seemed to have found their home, rushing into his body in a frenzy. A warm, tingling sensation spread through his meridians, as if a warm current was slowly flowing through his limbs and bones.

So comfortable. It feels like soaking in a hot spring.

Xiao Zhan stood to the side, initially somewhat worried, but his expression quickly changed.

He saw a faint halo begin to appear around Xiao Yan. The halo was thin, as light as gauze, but undeniably real. The energy of heaven and earth seemed to be summoned, converging on Xiao Yan at a visible speed!

"This..." Xiao Zhan's eyes widened.

It took him three whole days to sense the energy of heaven and earth back then. Xiao Yan, on the other hand, didn't even last the time it takes to drink a cup of tea!

What shocked him even more was yet to come.

Xiao Yan guided the energy to circulate through his meridians, following the path of the Dou Qi cultivation method: one circle, two circles, three circles… With each circle, the energy solidified a little more. By the ninth circle, the energy had condensed into a slender stream of air, steadily sinking into his dantian.

The fighting spirit, one stage.

Xiao Yan opened his eyes and looked at his hands.

His palms felt slightly warm, and he could feel the newfound power flowing through his body. Although it was still very weak, it was genuine battle qi.

From sitting down to achieving success, it took less than half an hour.

"Father," he looked up at Xiao Zhan, "I succeeded."

Xiao Zhan opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything for a long time.

He walked up to his son, squatted down, and carefully examined him. Then he reached out, took Xiao Yan's small hand, and sent a wisp of Dou Qi into his body.

Xiao Zhan's expression changed several times. Then he burst into wild laughter.

The Dou Qi is confirmed to be at the first stage. However, the solidity of that Dou Qi is... ridiculously high. It is clearly just the beginning of the non-attribute Dou Qi, yet it is as solid as a flame, quietly suspended in the dantian.

When he first condensed his Dou Qi, it was as thin as a wisp of smoke. But Xiao Yan's Dou Qi was as solid as a flame.

"Yan'er..." Xiao Zhan's voice trembled slightly, "Your Dou Qi purity... is at least ten times stronger than your father's back then."

Xiao Yan blinked, thinking, "The boost from the Fire God Body is nothing compared to this."

But he said, "Father, I want to continue cultivating."

Looking at his son's serious little face, Xiao Zhan laughed even more unrestrainedly.

"Good! Good! Good!" He scooped Xiao Yan up in his arms and lifted him above his head. "My son, Xiao Zhan's son, is indeed extraordinary! At just four years old, he has reached the first level of Dou Qi!"

Laughter echoed in the room, startling the sparrows in the trees outside the window, which fluttered away.

Xiao Yan was lifted into the air, and seeing his father's eyes redden with laughter, he felt a warm glow in his heart.

"This is just the beginning, Father," he thought to himself.

The news spread quickly.

The third young master of the Xiao family condensed his Dou Qi at the age of four, and the purity of his Dou Qi far surpassed that of ordinary people. The three major families of Wutan City all received word of this, and both Jialiebi and Aoba Fei looked rather grim.

But Xiao Yan didn't care.

He meditated in his room every day, starting from the first stage of Dou Qi, progressing steadily. The Fire God Visualization Diagram slowly circulated in his sea of ​​consciousness, and his soul's perception increased imperceptibly, while his affinity for the fire attribute energy in the world also grew higher and higher.

Even when they weren't cultivating, Xiao Ding and Xiao Li would still come to see him.

"Third brother, third brother, look what I brought you!" Xiao Li rushed in, holding a string of candied hawthorns in his hand.

"You've been cultivating all morning, take a break." Xiao Ding followed behind, carrying a bowl of mung bean soup. "My mother made it, saying it would help you cool down."

Xiao Yan stood up from the futon, took the candied hawthorn and mung bean soup, and suddenly felt very at ease.

Becoming stronger is about changing those regrets. But on the road to becoming stronger, there are people accompanying you, people waiting for you, and people leaving you a bowl of mung bean soup—

This feeling is pretty good.

"Thank you, eldest brother. Thank you, second brother." He took a bite of the candied hawthorn, the sweet and sour taste melting on his tongue.

Xiao Li proudly raised his chin: "How about it? Second brother treats you well, right?"

"Alright, alright," Xiao Ding gave him a push, "Let Xiao Yanzi finish eating before he cultivates, don't disturb him."

The two older brothers walked away, bickering as they went. Xiao Yan sat on the futon, watching their backs, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.

The sun shines brightly outside the window, and cicadas chirp incessantly; summer is not over yet.

Xiao Yan took a bite of the last candied hawthorn and closed his eyes again.

The fighting spirit flowed slowly through his meridians, warm and gentle.

It feels like soaking in a hot spring. It makes you feel at ease.