Chapter One Fainted

  The next morning, Xiao Zhan woke up to find the Snow sisters wrapped around him like an octopus, each on one side of him, their skin touching his, making him moan happily.

  Two sisters, only sixteen years old, but their bodies were so full and enticing that they made him drunk with desire. Being squeezed between them like this was truly an intoxicating experience. Last night, although they didn't break through the last thin layer of relationship, everything else was done thoroughly.

  Thinking of his past life, he didn't even have a girlfriend, but now he's sleeping with two beauties. The sense of accomplishment in his heart is hard to express. Gently stroking the soft skin of the two women, Xiao Zhan couldn't help but let out a faint sigh. Yan Ni's arrangement was truly inexplicable, and she had somehow turned their romance into a mother-son relationship. He really didn't know what she wanted to do.

  Suddenly, Xiao Zhan's mouth curled up and he smiled.

  Last night, Snow Dance said that even if it's true that a man and a woman are compatible, he won't lose his innocence. Doesn't this mean that he can truly indulge in pleasure with women? At that time, I must find an opportunity to try it out with the two wet nurses, the taste is definitely not comparable to a woman's small mouth.

  Xiao Zhan's heart was burning with anxiety, and it took him a while to calm down the thoughts in his mind. He then called out to wake up the two women. Today they were supposed to head to Wu Ge, he had made an appointment with Yan Ni early on, and being late wouldn't be good.

  After washing up, Xiao Zhan went to Aunt Yan's small building after eating the breakfast prepared by Shi Ya.

  In the center of the War Valley, there is a lake, and in the middle of the lake, there is a small island. The Wu Pavilion sits on top of it.

  When the time passed half of Chen, Xiao Zhan came to the lake alone. At this time, all ten people from the war clan had arrived, three males and seven females. Seeing his arrival, their eyes turned to him. Among these ten people, only two were recognized by Xiao Zhan, one was Tian Wu, and the other was Tian Yue's cousin, Tian Qing.

  The two men saw Xiao Zhan's expression was different, Tian Yun raised his head to look at the sky, while Tian Qing welcomed him with great enthusiasm.

  Tian Qing smiled and said: "Big brother, are you also going to Wu Ge?"

  Xiao Zhan was one of the few friends in Zhanchi, and upon seeing him, he smiled and nodded: "Having stayed in Zhanchi for nearly eight years, I have never been to Wuge, today is just to go and see the martial arts collection of the Zhan family."

  Tian Qing's eyes widened in surprise: "Big Brother doesn't need to participate in the Grand Competition to go to Wu Ge?"

  Xiao Zhan narrowed his eyes and said, "Anyone can go at any time."

  "Who is it?"

  Tian Yun suddenly interjected.

  Xiao Zhan's eyes looked at him, and he smiled slightly: "Yes, who can go anytime, is there a problem?"

  Tian Yun hummed, "This is too unfair. We fight to the death and only manage to get one spot, while some people can enter Wu Ge at any time without doing anything."

  As soon as this was said, the eyes of the other eight people turned to him. Among them, the only man looked at Xiao Zhan and sneered: "At such a big age, he is still in the first heaven of later days, this kind of cultivation really disgraces our war clan's reputation."

  Xiao Zhan's gaze fell on him, this man was called Mo Tian, with an appearance of sixteen or seventeen years old, and he looked very sturdy. The Eye of Reality quietly opened, and immediately discovered that his cultivation had already reached the realm of Innate, no wonder he was so arrogant.

  The day after tomorrow, the power of a postnatal first-order warrior is ten crystals, and the peak of postnatal can reach one hundred crystals. The power of a prenatal first-order warrior is two hundred crystals, and after reaching the ninth order, the power is one thousand crystals. Xiao Zhan has now opened 360 acupoints, and the physical strength is also 3,600 crystals. In terms of strength, it is equivalent to a postnatal warrior who has transcended the ordinary.

  However, congenital martial artists are not just about strength, the power of innate true energy far surpasses that of acquired true energy. Xiao Zhan's one punch burst out with a true yuan equivalent to only 100 crystal powers, although the star force transformed true yuan is stronger than the acquired true energy, but a mere 100 crystal powers can't be the opponent of a congenital martial artist.

  However, his physical strength is comparable to that of an extraordinary martial artist. If he catches him off guard, one punch can knock the kid half to death.

  Xiao Zhan's eyes were not kind, and Tian Jing hurriedly mediated: "My big brother cultivates the flesh, and his true yuan is gathered in his body. The power of one punch is equivalent to 100 crystals, which is the peak of the ninth heaven of the acquired realm. With such cultivation, going to Wu Ge is still more than enough."

  Mo Tian grunted and stopped talking.

  Zhan Yan arrived on time, and everyone saw the clan leader hurriedly pay their respects. Zhan Yan waved her hand and said calmly: "Since everyone is here, let's go now."

  As soon as she finished speaking, her sleeve fluttered and a purple light flashed by. Except for Xiao Zhan, the other ten people all disappeared in an instant. With wide eyes, Xiao Zhan looked around and exclaimed: "Mother, where did they all go?"

  Zhan Yan smiled and said: "This is a domain space formed by the mother's inheritance of the high-ranking Xuanwu after the cave heaven refining, which can hold people inside."

  "What is Domain Space?"

  Zhan Yan shook her head and said: "It's no use telling you now, Zhan Er won't understand. Let's wait until the future when Zhan Er has his own territory, then Mother will tell you."

  Xiao Zhan nodded and didn't dwell on the issue. Before long, the two arrived at the lake's edge, boarded a small boat, and with Xiao Zhan holding the oars in both hands, they rowed towards a small island in the middle of the lake.

  On the small boat, her skin was as white as snow, and her black hair fell to her waist. Her eyes were deep and quiet, like a secluded lake in the mountains. Only when she slightly raised her red lips did her melodious singing voice float across the lake's surface. Under the morning sun's rays, she seemed like a goddess descended from heaven, radiant and charming. Xiao Zhan sat at the bow of the boat, mesmerized by the sight.

  Setting foot on the small island, Zhan Yan released the ten people once again, and then they headed towards the Wu Pavilion in the center of the island.

  The island was shrouded in mist all year round, hazy and indistinct. Along the way, not a single person was seen on the island. Passing through a lush green forest, walking on a small path paved with green stones, the group soon arrived at the Wu Pavilion.

  The entire building has four floors. Under the leadership of Zhan Yan, everyone entered the Wu Ge. This is a spacious large hall, with no one in it, and the inside is quiet.

  A group of people followed Yan Yan into a separate room. The light inside was dim, and an oil lamp was burning slowly. A thin old man sat in a chair with his eyes closed. When he found that the crowd had arrived, the old man slowly opened his eyes and looked at them.

  This is a man who has been worn out by life, his eyes dull and lacking in vitality. When he suddenly sees the crowd of people, there isn't a ripple in his eyes.

  Zhan Yan said respectfully: "Dao Lao, I've come to see you."

  The old man raised his eyes and looked at her, his voice hoarse as he said: "Huh? So it's Yan Yan after all. Why did you bring these little devils to Wu Ge this time?"

  Yan Yan smiled and said: "This time I mainly brought Zhan Er over, as for others it's just incidental."

  The old man furrowed his brow and said: "The young lady can take them to select the secret recipe, there's no need for them to come find me."

  Yan Yan giggled and said, "Mainly, I just wanted to give Knife Old a shout-out. Qin Bo has already spoken, so from now on, War Child can come to the Martial Pavilion whenever he wants."

  The old man's expression turned solemn as he said, "To have gained Qin Bo's favor, could this child be a descendant of the War God?"

  "He is the only male heir of the War God lineage for thousands of years, and Qin Bo has already appointed him as the Young Master of the Qin family."

  "The descendant of the God of War has actually given birth to a boy!"

  The old man's gaze swept over Zhan Yan's body and finally landed on Xiao Zhan. His turbid eyes suddenly shone like stars, and then he looked away, only to hear him exclaim in surprise: "Indeed the strongest branch of the Zhan clan, at such a young age, his achievements are already so high. I'm afraid that not long from now, the glory of the Zhan God's lineage will reappear."

  "Go away, don't disturb old man's rest."