Konoha: On the night of the massacre, I summoned Inuyasha.

"He's fairly steady."

Yue smiled gently as she watched Xiao Yan not rush forward to reclaim his mother's belongings.

If it were Naruto, Inuyasha, or even Sasuke, they would probably have pounced on him and wanted to fight him for three hundred rounds by now.

They wouldn't have Xiao Yan's composure at all.

It's not that I'm being unfilial, but rather that I'm being rational.

It can only be said that Emperor Yan's success was not accidental.

"Let's try practicing it."

Suddenly, Yue threw a pill at Xiao Yan, saying, "Qi-Nourishing Powder, it's not even worth mentioning as a pill."

However, it's still quite suitable for someone at the third level of Fighting Power, allowing you to experience the changes more quickly.

Xiao Yan subconsciously accepted the Qi-Nourishing Powder and put it in his hand. He stared at the round pill in his hand, momentarily stunned.

But soon, Xiao Yan looked up and stared at the black ring floating in the air, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.

He wasn't stupid; he naturally guessed from Yue's behavior that the disappearance of his talent was probably related to this relic left by his mother.

Soon, Xiao Yan decisively threw the Qi-Nourishing Powder into his mouth and then sat down cross-legged.

A pale white stream of air, carried by Xiao Yan's breath, was drawn into his nostrils from the outside world.

A look of intoxication and fascination suddenly appeared on Xiao Yan's face.

call……

Suck……

As time passed during cultivation, Xiao Yan suddenly let out a long roar, and his aura suddenly surged several times.

"The power of battle!"

Four sections!

Xiao Yan stood up, his face full of excitement. He opened his arms and looked at his body, unable to suppress his excitement at all.

Three years!

Who knows how he spent those three years!

From genius to waste, from being praised by everyone to falling into the abyss of ridicule.

If Xiao Yan hadn't been so resolute, he probably would have already contemplated suicide.

Now, he is experiencing the joy of spiritual practice again.

"That's it!"

Xiao Yan stared intently at the jet-black ring, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

Hatred, longing, confusion, estrangement...

This was the culprit that ruined his life, yet it was also a memento left by his mother.

Soon, Xiao Yan looked at Yue with gratitude. He knew that although it seemed that he could regain his talent as long as he lost the ring.

But how could he possibly throw away his mother's belongings so easily?

moon!

He is my savior!

They are my dearest family and friends!

Where righteousness lies, so shall kindness be extended.

Xiao Yan even silently vowed in his heart that as long as Yue did not allow him to do anything against his conscience or against his own nature, he would dare to help her snatch not only Nalan Yanran, but even the sect leader of Yunlan Sect!

"What exactly is this ring?!"

It's going to ruin my talent for cultivation!

After a long while, Xiao Yan, having calmed down from his excitement, began to take an interest in the mystery of the black ring. This thing was the culprit that turned him from a genius into a waste.

"Are you finally starting to pay attention to this?"

Yue looked at the black ring with great interest. "So, aren't you coming out yet?"

Or shall I ask you to come out?"

Yue's voice suddenly turned cold, and a swirling gust of wind suddenly formed in his hand, causing Xiao Yan, who was not far away, to immediately feel an aura of death.

"Is this what it means to be a Battle King?!"

It's just a random concentration of power!

Xiao Yan's face was filled with horror, but a burning longing flashed in his eyes.

"Moreover, Yunyue's meaning..."

"There's something in this ring that could harm me."

Xiao Yan suddenly looked at the black ring, and killing intent began to spread in his eyes.

A mother's ring is a cherished keepsake, but what if there's something inside it?

That is the greatest enemy!

Destroy your own greatest enemy!

"I never imagined that during the years I was asleep, I would be asleep."

"Even a small, remote empire has produced a prodigy like you, a talent rarely seen even in the Central Plains."

"If I said I actually had no ill intentions towards this little guy Xiao Yan, would you believe me?"

A bitter laugh suddenly rang out, and a transparent, aged figure abruptly emerged from the ring, floating in mid-air.

It was as if he were a ghost.

"letter?

I believe you!

Just then, Xiao Yan suddenly cursed loudly, his face contorted with rage as he looked at the old man's figure that had suddenly appeared in the ring.

It's you!

"You caused me to lose my talent for cultivation and made me suffer humiliation for the past three years?!"

Xiao Yan stared intently at the old man's figure, as if he wanted to devour him.

"Aha..."

How could you insult an old woman like that?

"Young people shouldn't be too impulsive."

The elderly figure chuckled, his face showing a hint of embarrassment and apology.

"Look, how much have you grown compared to three years ago?"

"Without these three years of training, how could you have developed such forbearance and mental fortitude today?"

The old man stroked his beard and said with a chuckle.

This left Yue, who was standing to the side, completely dumbfounded. She opened her mouth and started spouting nonsense. This old guy was truly shameless to the extreme.

"Go to hell!"

Three years!

Do you know how I've spent the last three years?!

"Mental fortitude, forbearance?"

If I had my former talent, I probably would have become a Battle Master by now in these three years!

Xiao Yan cursed fiercely, unlike in the original timeline where he was cautious and secretly restrained towards the old man.

Now that a young fighting king like Yue is by his side, he won't play dumb and pretend not to care in front of the old man.

Three years!

Having had three years stolen from his life and endured three years of humiliation, how could Xiao Yan so easily let go of it all?

Not to mention, if it weren't for Yun Yue's arrival today, Xiao Yan might have had his engagement broken off, which would have been even more humiliating, and he would have lived with the reputation of being a good-for-nothing until he died!

"........."

For a moment, the transparent, aged figure stood awkwardly in place, unsure of what to say.

He wasn't actually a bad person; absorbing Xiao Yan's fighting spirit was out of necessity.

Now, the old man is being verbally abused on the spot by the victim, and he can only endure it.

"Then, I will make it up to you."

After a long silence, the old man finally managed to utter these words.

"Hey, compensation?"

What compensation will you offer?

"What right do you, a lost soul, have to compensate me for these three years of humiliation and powerlessness?!"

Hearing the old man's words, Xiao Yan sneered.

After this period of time, he could now see that the old man probably only had a sliver of his soul left, which was why he had no choice but to secretly hide in his mother's belongings and survive by stealing his fighting spirit.

"Perhaps."

Just as the old man was feeling awkward and was about to explain his identity to the young man in front of him, Yue suddenly spoke up.

"The fact that a soul of this caliber can remain, and that I can vaguely sense a slight threat from it."

The strength this old gentleman possessed during his lifetime might have exceeded our imagination.

Yue looked at the old man with interest and spoke softly.

"Young Brother Xiao Yan, you might as well accept this old gentleman's compensation. With our cultivation level, as long as we make up for your loss of these three years in a short time, we can make up for it."

"It will guide you back to the top."