Chapter 3 The mysterious old man

When Xiao Yan learned that his miserable experiences in his two lives were caused by this black ring, his emotions suddenly went out of control and he became like a madman.

However, at this moment, the ancient black ring thrown by Xiao Yan was strangely suspended in the air. What shocked Xiao Yan the most was that a transparent and old figure was floating in the air above the ring...

"You little kid, you have lived two lives, so your real age should be at least twenty years old. Why are you still so reckless?" The transparent old man frowned slightly, stared at Xiao Yan with displeasure, and spoke lightly.

Hearing this, Xiao Yan's mouth twitched. He tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart and asked, "You old man, you speak better than you sing. Do you know how badly you hurt me by hiding in my ring and absorbing my fighting spirit?"

"In my previous life, I went from a young genius to a waste overnight. Do you know how much abuse and ridicule I received afterwards? In this life, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have practiced for so long and still not have a fighting spirit of the third level. If I had practiced normally, my current situation wouldn't be so passive and miserable!!!"

Being questioned angrily by Xiao Yan, the old man felt a little ashamed, so he said: "Didn't the abuse and ridicule you suffered in your previous life make you grow up? Didn't it also make you see who is really good to you? In the end, it is still rewarding... As for this life, if you hadn't experienced everything before, would you be able to have the forbearance and wisdom you have now?"

"Who is truly kind to me? Xun'er...father." When Xiao Yan said this, he recalled the girl in green in his previous life who always stayed by his side no matter how good he was. A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

And the father who loved him more and more even when he was down and out.

Thinking about his father Xiao Zhan in his previous life, and then thinking about the White Tiger Duke in this life whom he had never met until now, Xiao Yan couldn't help but raise a hint of self-mockery at the corner of his mouth, but at this moment, Xiao Yan's mood slowly calmed down.

why?

Because after his rage ended, Xiao Yan had reacted. Since he had found the reason why he couldn't condense his Dou Qi, then next, he just needed to stay away from the old man in front of him, and then he would be able to start practicing again.

Thinking that he could finally resume his cultivation and avenge his mother in this life, Xiao Yan felt relieved. Then, he took a few steps back unconsciously and said with his head raised, "Although you and I are both from the Dou Qi Continent, if you still want to rely on my ring to absorb Dou Qi in the future, then I advise you to find another unlucky person. I can't afford to support you."

"Hehe, others don't have your talent for cultivation." The old man stroked a strand of beard on his chin and smiled, "Don't worry, I don't need to absorb your fighting spirit to recover now. I was forced to do so before."

"Hmph." With a cold snort, Xiao Yan rolled his eyes and smiled without saying anything. He had already made up his mind that no matter how this old man flattered him, he would not let him live in his ring anymore.

"Little kid, don't you want to avenge your mother? Maybe I can help you." At this moment, the old man said this.

After hearing this, although Xiao Yan had already made up his mind that he didn't want the old man to stay attached to his ring, his heart still couldn't help but beat fast after hearing these words.

"I now know the reason why I cannot practice. Do you think that with my talent for practice, I still need your help? In a few years, I believe I will be able to avenge my mother with my own hands." Xiao Yan took a deep breath, his face slightly solemn, and said in a decisive tone.

"Besides, why should I trust you? There is no such thing as a free lunch. You secretly absorbed my fighting spirit before, which caused me a lot of trouble. It would not be a wise move for me to let you stay by my side again."

After saying that, Xiao Yan took a few steps back. "Oh, you are a very thoughtful little kid. However, even if you recover your talent for cultivation and can successfully cultivate Dou Qi, what will happen? When you cultivate to Douzhe, you have neither cultivation methods nor fighting skills in this world. How will you proceed from now on?" The old man said with a shrewd look.

“You…what you said seems to make some sense.” Xiao Yan’s face darkened again after the old man’s words. Then, an idea suddenly occurred to him, and he said seriously, “At worst, I can cultivate the martial spirit of this world.”

"Martial Soul? Haha." Hearing the word "Martial Soul", the old man suddenly laughed and said, "After coming to this world, although I have been in a deep sleep, I have relied on my powerful soul perception to gain a certain understanding of this world through you."

"I vaguely remember that the soul masters in this world are divided into nine levels, from low to high: Soul Warrior, Soul Master, Great Soul Master, Soul Lord, Soul Patriarch, Soul King, Soul Emperor, Soul Saint, Soul Douluo and Titled Douluo. It is somewhat similar to the level division of the Douqi Continent. The higher the level, the greater the ability."

"When you first awakened your martial soul, your innate soul power seemed to be only a few levels, and your martial soul is also what people around you call a useless martial soul. These two restrictions almost doomed you to never be able to cultivate to a very high level in this lifetime."

"At the same time, the way of cultivation in this world is also different from the world we used to live in. It seems that cultivating the so-called martial spirit requires hunting down some magical beasts to achieve a breakthrough. In addition, given your current state, it is basically impossible to avenge your mother in your lifetime..."

After hearing what the old man said, Xiao Yan immediately became weak, and his fists clenched and sizzled. After a moment, he glanced at the old man who was pretending to be profound in front of him, and asked reluctantly: "Do you have a way to help me?"

"Maybe." The old man smiled vaguely.

“How about this, you help me cultivate to the Dou Ling level, and we’ll write off your previous absorption of my Dou Qi. If you can reach the strength of the Dou Ling level, it shouldn’t be a big problem for me to take revenge.” Xiao Yan asked tentatively.

"Dou Ling?" Hearing this, the old man smiled and said, "I'll think about it."

"Old man, are you capable of doing this? Aren't you a useless piece of silver? " Xiao Yan spread his hands, half-believing and half-doubting.

Looking at the shrewd Xiao Yan, the old man was stunned for a moment, then he smiled cunningly and said, "If you want me to help you, then become my disciple first."

"Become a disciple? Why do you want to become a disciple?" Xiao Yan asked back.

"Nonsense, you want me to teach you everything you know without becoming my disciple? Are you dreaming?" The old man rolled his eyes and said, "Being my disciple, I won't let you down."

"No!" Hearing this, Xiao Yan waved his hands at the old man and said righteously: "It was you who secretly absorbed my Dou Qi first. Now that you are helping me to resume my cultivation, it can only be regarded as repaying your debt."

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