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

The inner courtyard was larger than Xiao Yan had imagined.

Pavilions and towers stretched along the hillside, with the senior students' residences situated high up, offering expansive views and a high concentration of battle qi. The freshmen's courtyards were crammed at the foot of the mountain, as crowded as sardine cans. He took a stroll through the freshmen area the next day and discovered the problem.

Fire energy.

In the inner courtyard, cultivation resources are exchanged for fire energy, which originates from the cultivation rooms of the Heavenly Flame Refining Tower. Senior students vying for the fire energy of freshmen is not an unspoken rule at Canaan Academy, but an open secret. Instructors don't interfere, elders don't question it, euphemistically calling it "tempering the will of the freshmen."

Xiao Yan stood in the small square of the freshman area, watching a freshman at the peak of Dou Zhe being cornered and fighting by three senior students. The freshman clutched his storage bag tightly and refused to let go. He didn't cry even after being slapped; he just gritted his teeth and remained silent.

He looked at it for two seconds, then walked over.

"What does he owe you?"

"What's it to you..." The leading senior student hadn't finished speaking when he saw the Alchemy Department Elder badge on Xiao Yan's chest, and his voice dropped. An Alchemy Department Elder was a powerful figure throughout the inner courtyard.

"Let's go." The man grabbed his companion, and the three senior students slunk away.

As Xiao Yan watched their retreating figures, he already had a plan in mind.

In the original story, Xiao Yan was forced to establish the Jianpan Sect; the new students were so desperate from being robbed that they banded together for warmth. But he didn't need to wait until that point. The advantage of a transmigrator lies not in cultivation level, but in knowing when to act and when to strike first.

Panmen was established that afternoon.

The name was given by Xiao Yan; it means as solid as a rock and unmoving, quite straightforward.

"Are you going to start a gang?" Zi Yan sat on the table, swinging her legs, chewing on a pill, her cheeks bulging.

"It's not a gang, it's an organization," Xiao Yan corrected her. "It's about bringing the freshmen together, and fighting back against anyone who tries to steal our fire. You'll be the enforcer."

"Thugs?" Zi Yan's purple pupils lit up. "Great! I love fighting!"

Xiao Yan smiled. Zi Yan's combat prowess was renowned in the inner courtyard; with her in charge, the foundation of the Pan Sect was secure.

The news of the establishment of the Panmen Sect had only been out for half a day when someone arrived. It wasn't a new student, but a guard at the academy gate who handed over a note.

The note contained only four words: I've arrived. Little Fairy Doctor's handwriting was delicate and neat.

Xiao Yan was secretly delighted. Before coming to Canaan Academy, he had asked Little Fairy Doctor and Qing Lin to wait for him in the Black Corner Region until he had established himself. Now, the Pan Gate had just been set up, and the fire energy issue had not been completely resolved, but he couldn't keep people waiting outside for too long, and he still missed Little Fairy Doctor quite a bit.

He left the inner courtyard and hurried to the main gate of the academy.

Little Fairy Doctor stood on the stone steps outside the door, dressed in white with silver hair, carrying a medicine box in her hand, quiet and still like a painting. Sunlight shone on her, making her white hair gleam softly. Passing students secretly glanced at her, but no one dared to approach and speak to her. Her aura was too aloof, so cold that people only dared to look at her from afar.

A small, thin figure stood beside her.

Qing Lin was wearing a brand-new cyan dress, her hair tied in two braids, and her emerald green snake eyes curiously surveyed the academy gate. She had grown taller than when Xiao Yan last saw her, and her features were delicate and charming.

"Brother Xiao Yan!" Qing Lin's eyes lit up when she saw him, and she ran over.

  

Xiao Yan reached out and caught her, patting her head: "Was the journey smooth?"

"Smoothly," Little Fairy Doctor walked over, her tone indifferent. "The road from Black Corner Region to Canaan Academy is not safe, but no one dares to stop us."

She paused for a moment, glanced at Xiao Yan, and said, "Your attraction to women is getting stronger and stronger; I can feel it even from three zhang away."

Xiao Yan scratched his head, gave an awkward smile, and without explaining further, led the two towards the inner courtyard.

They encountered more and more students along the way. Little Fairy Doctor's white hair was too conspicuous, and Qinglin's emerald snake eyes were even more eye-catching. Halfway there, people were already whispering among themselves.

"Snake eyes... Is that a snake-human hybrid?"

"How did you manage to sneak into the inner courtyard?"

"Who is that white-haired woman? Her cultivation level seems quite high..."

Qinglin shrugged, her hands unconsciously clenching the hem of her clothes.

Xiao Yan didn't stop walking, but lowered his voice a little: "Ignore them, just keep going."

He didn't turn around to look at the whispering crowd, but his internal fighting spirit rippled slightly, and a pressure belonging to a second-level Dou Huang silently emanated. The surrounding chatter immediately subsided, and those who had wanted to take a second look all looked away.

Qinglin breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile bloomed on her little face.

The enrollment procedures were completed quickly. Xiao Yan registered Xiao Yi Xian as a companion and Qing Lin as his younger sister. The registration instructor saw that Xiao Yi Xian's cultivation level was a five-star Great Dou Master, and then saw Qing Lin's Jade Serpent Three-Flower Pupil. He gave Xiao Yan a complicated look, but said nothing and directly stamped the form to approve her.

When the alchemy elders of the second-star Douhuang level led the students to the academy, no one dared to say a word.

After the framework of the Pan Gate was set up, Little Fairy Doctor took the initiative to handle the logistics. She was originally a physician, so she was good at everything from managing medicinal herbs and distributing pills to treating the wounded. Qing Lin assisted her and used his Azure Serpent Three-Flower Pupil to summon several small snakes hiding in the cracks of the courtyard wall to patrol the perimeter of the Pan Gate.

"With snakes watching over us, we can tell who gets close," Qinglin said, touching the small twin snakes coiled around her wrist, her emerald green eyes curving into crescents.

The expansion of Panmen was faster than Xiao Yan had anticipated. In just three days, nearly 80% of the new students in the inner academy had joined.

The conditions are very simple: join the Panmen sect, your fire energy won't be stolen, and you'll receive two second-grade pills every month. Second-grade pills are like candy to Xiao Yan, but for a new student, that's a month's worth of cultivation.

Cutting off someone's livelihood is like killing their parents. The established power structure couldn't sit still any longer.

On the fourth day, a silver-haired woman walked into the gate.

Han Yue. The leader of the Moon Spirit faction, a renowned cold beauty in the inner courtyard. Her long silver hair was tied back, and she wore her white academy uniform impeccably, with a short sword at her waist. She stood in the courtyard of the Pan Gate and scanned the area, her gaze lingering on Zi Yan for a moment before settling on Xiao Yan.

"Senior Sister Han Yue," Xiao Yan put down the bottle of pills in his hand and walked over, "A rare guest. Are you here to join our Pan Sect?"

"I'm not here to join," Han Yue said, her tone neither warm nor cold. "I'm here to tell you that by distributing pills for free, you've cut off the old students' source of income, and the White Gang and Blood Gang won't let this go."

"I know."

"You knew that, yet you still did it?"

Xiao Yan looked into her eyes: "Because I'm not afraid." Xiao Yan was a little puzzled. Didn't they know that he was a Dou Huang or an elder?

Han Yue didn't reply. Her fingers tapped lightly on the hilt of her short sword, as if she were weighing something.

Behind her stood another girl, whose appearance bore a five or six-point resemblance to hers, but whose temperament was entirely different. Han Yue was cold; she was arrogant. Her chin was held high, her long silver hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her eyes carried an innate sense of superiority.

"Sis, you came all this way just for something so trivial?" The girl glanced at Xiao Yan, her tone indifferent. "Who exactly are you? Is it worth my sister coming all this way to see you?"

"Han Xue," Han Yue whispered to her, then turned to Xiao Yan and said, "My sister, early stage of Dou Ling."

"Nothing special," Xiao Yan said to Han Xue, his tone casual and not angry at all, "just a little stronger than you guys."

Han Xue raised an eyebrow, said nothing more, and turned to sit in a corner.

Han Yue stared at Xiao Yan for a few seconds.

"If Yue Ling and Pan Men cooperate, it will benefit both sides," Han Yue said, turning her gaze away, "but the premise is that Pan Men can survive the first wave."

"Let's talk again after the first wave is over."

Han Yue nodded, turned and left. Her long silver hair swayed gently behind her.

Less than an hour after she left, the White Gang arrived.

Bai Cheng, along with about ten people, blocked the entrance to the Panmen Gate, displaying an extremely arrogant attitude. He was a mid-stage Douling cultivator, considered a prominent figure among the senior students in the inner courtyard. He made a living by collecting fire energy from new students, and the appearance of the Panmen Gate was tantamount to cutting off his lifeline.

"Xiao Yan, you're new here and don't know the rules. The inner courtyard's fire energy has always been collected by senior students. You've created a fiery gate; are you tired of living like this?"

Xiao Yan stood at the door, arms crossed.

"Rules are made by people. From today onwards, new students at Panmen will not engage in combat. Anyone who disagrees, come and fight."

Bai Cheng's face darkened.

"You're asking for it!"

He unleashed a palm strike, his Dou Qi transforming into a giant white tiger that pounced towards Xiao Yan. A full-force attack from a mid-stage Dou Ling cultivator would be enough to knock down an ordinary Great Dou Master with a single slap.

Xiao Yan didn't move at all.

The protective aura of the Fire God Body automatically activated, and azure flames ignited on his body. The moment the white tiger collided with the flames, a sharp screech filled the air, and it evaporated without even struggling.

Bai Cheng's pupils contracted sharply.

"Battle...Battle Emperor?"

Xiao Yan raised his hand, a ball of azure flame condensing in his palm, and flicked it gently. The flame didn't hit Bai Cheng, but flew over his head and slammed into the wall behind him, burning a three-foot-wide hole in the wall, with smoke sizzling from the edges.

"The next shot won't miss," Xiao Yan said. "Get lost."

Bai Cheng's face paled for a moment. He gritted his teeth, turned around, and left with his men. The gap between a mid-stage Dou Ling and a second-star Dou Huang was too great; this had nothing to do with courage, it was pure suicide.

The new students at the entrance of the gate burst into cheers.

"The guild leader is too strong!"

"Those White Gang guys have finally been dealt with!"

Xiao Yan turned around and walked back, saying to Zi Yan, "See, you didn't even have to lift a finger."

Zi Yan pouted: "Boring."

Han Yue arrived that evening.

Only one lamp was lit in the courtyard of Panmen. When Han Yue pushed the door open, Xiao Yan was checking the pill distribution list for tomorrow with Little Fairy Doctor. Qing Lin was dozing off on the table, with the two little snakes coiled around her wrist.

Han Yue said, "Yue Ling is willing to cooperate with Panmen."