Chapter 703

Seeing Nalan Yanran's angry yet wounded expression, Xiao Yan shook his head, removed his hood, revealing his true face, and said, "I was joking. You don't have to repay the Yan Yuan—I'll give you the Dou Technique I bought."

Hearing Xiao Yan's words, Nalan Yanran couldn't help but feel a surge of joy, turned her head away, and faced her back to Xiao Yan: "Hmph, you said it yourself—I didn't beg you."

"By the way, what do you mean by the 'child flame' of Yin-Yang Twin Flames?"

"Hm?" As Nalan Yanran turned around, she realized Xiao Yan had already left long ago, leaving her alone, bewildered in the wind.

Nalan Yanran froze, then gritted her teeth and snarled fiercely: "One day, I will surpass you!! I'll avenge my humiliation from the Three-Year Agreement—just wait!"

Xiao Yan, having dashed off like a puff of smoke, arrived at the auction house's backroom, completed payment, and took a Scroll.

"Master!"

As Xiao Yan stepped out of the auction house's backroom, Feng Qing'er, clad in a black robe, knelt on one knee before him.

Though others were present, both were dressed in black robes, and all assumed Xiao Yan was from the Soul Sect, so no one showed much surprise.

"Mm, give this Scroll to Nalan Yanran," Xiao Yan said as he walked, transmitting his voice mentally.

Feng Qing'er respectfully accepted the Scroll Xiao Yan offered, not daring to utter a word of refusal.

"How is the investigation I asked you to do?" Xiao Yan asked calmly.

"Replying to my Master, Qing'er has examined all the ancient texts left by the Tian Feng Clan and the Tian Huang Clan, and found no record of the Xiao Clan's Dou Emperor. However, I did discover two things," Feng Qing'er replied mentally.

"What are they?"

Feng Qing'er's expression grew grave, her voice heavy: "According to fragmented ancient texts and clan murals, the primordial Divine Beast Phoenix of the Tian Feng and Tian Huang Clans departed the Dou Qi Continent even earlier than the Ancestor Dragon of the Tai Xu Ancient Dragon Clan—and even earlier than the collective disappearance of the Dou Emperors."

!?

Xiao Yan's eyes narrowed slightly. The collective disappearance of the Dou Emperors only meant they were the last to vanish—it didn't mean all Dou Emperors born on the Dou Qi Continent five hundred thousand years ago vanished together. Some must have left earlier, heading toward the Great Thousand World.

"And?"

"Another thing, uncertain: long after the Phoenix Ancestor left the Dou Qi Continent, rumors say he once sent back a message. The details are now blurred, but four characters remain: 'Shen Shou Continent.'"

Xiao Yan's gaze sharpened as he stared at Feng Qing'er.

Even though his face was hidden beneath the hood, Feng Qing'er still felt that gaze, her face paling instantly as she dropped to both knees: "Master, I only just learned this—I intended to go to the Xiao Realm to notify you, but Qing Lin said you were in seclusion, so..."

Feng Qing'er's heart pounded wildly, as if about to burst from her chest; sweat instantly soaked her back. But this wasn't fluttering butterflies—it was a truck barreling through.

This man before her was a Dou Emperor! A mere wave of his hand could reduce the entire Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan's domain to ash!

Xiao Yan reached out and pulled up Feng Qing'er, whose body was rigid with fear, speaking softly: "Why are you nervous? I'm not blaming you—you've done well."

Feng Qing'er slowly rose, nervously saying: "Thank you, Master, for your praise. As your servant, Qing'er must fulfill her duties."

Xiao Yan smiled, patted Feng Qing'er's shoulder, and said: "You've done well. From now on, the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan shall be one of the Demon Beast Three Great Clans."

Feng Qing'er's beautiful eyes widened, her red lips parting slightly, trembling. She couldn't believe it—Xiao Yan had granted her Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan such status!!

Once among the Three Great Families, there could never be a fourth. Even a thousand or ten thousand years later, the Magical Beast Family would remain only three. The decline of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan would not change that.

Xiao Yan was no ordinary man. His word alone could decide a clan's life or death. If he said you were one of the Three Great Families, you were—even if your strength was insufficient. If he said you weren't, even surpassing the Tai Xu Ancient Dragon Clan meant nothing.

This was the word of a Dou Emperor!

"Thank you, Master, for your grace!"

"Mm, return now. Notify me if you learn anything."

"Yes, Master!"

After Feng Qing'er left, Xiao Yan fell into deep thought. He had never heard of Shen Shou Continent, and he knew nothing of this so-called Great Thousand World.

Moreover, due to Di An five hundred thousand years ago, wars erupted between the Dou Emperor Families and the Magical Beast Families. Many Ancient Texts and records vanished in that war, plunging the entire Dou Qi Continent into five hundred thousand years of decline, losing countless things.

Xiao Yan never acted blindly. He was now gathering every piece of information about the Great Thousand World across the Dou Qi Continent—at least to gain a general understanding first.

"Shen Shou Continent... Divine Beast," Xiao Yan frowned, murmuring to himself: "Divine Beast—does that mean after a Magical Beast breaks through Ten Rank, it's not called Dou Emperor or Beast Emperor, but Divine Beast—and is connected to this Shen Shou Continent?"

"Isn't the Great Thousand World a vast world with many continents?"

Faced with the origin of the universe, Xiao Yan's pre-transmigration knowledge offered no help—this touched too many unknown mysteries.

Xiao Yan sighed helplessly. The clues were too few. No matter how powerful he was, he couldn't deduce anything.

"Shen Shou Continent... I'll ask Ya Fei to help investigate too. Maybe some fallen Dou Emperor Families still have records," Xiao Yan sighed. All existing Dou Emperor Family Ancient Texts had been checked—no results. Now he could only hope for those fallen Dou Emperor Families.

Arriving at the top floor of the Miter Guild, in Ya Fei's office, Xiao Yan finally removed his hood. This entire floor belonged to Ya Fei, the authority—no outsiders would be here.

"I wonder if Hai Lao is around. It's been a long time since I last saw him," Xiao Yan smiled. He'd heard Hai Bodong was trying to break through to Sage Emperor—how was he doing now? Did he need help?

With a creak, Xiao Yan pushed open the door—but to his surprise, the entire Hall was empty. Even Ya Fei was gone. The desk was bare.

Xiao Yan never casually used Soul Force to sense a familiar's room or pry into others' affairs—it was basic privacy and respect.

"Ya Fei isn't here?" Xiao Yan closed the door and stepped into the lavish room.

At that moment, a creak sounded—the door beside Ya Fei's Gui Fang slowly opened. A faint, sweet fragrance drifted out, and a beautiful silhouette stepped forth.

Ya Fei wore a gown of gold-embroidered jade and silk-painted brocade, radiating supreme nobility—clearly, the garment had consumed immense effort.

Yet even its vastness could not conceal her exquisite figure—slender, tall, moving like a light feather. As she walked toward Xiao Yan, her waist swayed supple and flexible, like a water snake dancing in the wind. Each step seemed practiced for ages, just to show her best before the one she loved.

Her body was full yet balanced, like two heavy, flawless jade orbs, ready to burst forth. Her hips were plump and round, like two spheres brimming with soap foam, trembling slightly with every motion.

With each step forward, her long, straight legs emerged from the gown—like two slender bamboo poles, firmly planted on the ground. Her skin was smooth and delicate, like fine silk, soft and elastic. Her eyes were bright and sharp, filled with long-awaited delight—like two glittering black gems, radiating unique light.

Even Xiao Yan was momentarily captivated by Ya Fei's meticulous attire.

"His Majesty," Ya Fei stepped before Xiao Yan, curtsied gently, smiling sweetly and tenderly, like spring water shimmering, intoxicatingly radiant. One glance back, a hundred charms bloomed—such a beauty made countless men's hearts leap.

Ya Fei did not call Xiao Yan "younger brother." She called him "His Majesty." With Xiao Yan's wit, how could he not understand why?

She was waiting for this Dou Emperor Emperor to grace her.

This moment, she had waited for so long. The gown, the steps, even the fragrance—all carefully chosen, all for Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan was no king, yet he was more imperial than any king.

When she learned of Xiao Yan's hidden identity at the auction, Ya Fei had been overjoyed.

Now, seeing Ya Fei like this, the atmosphere in the chamber grew tense. Her heartbeat quickened; her breath grew shallow. She knew what this moment meant—this was the most important moment of her life.

Ya Fei knelt to welcome his arrival.

Although Xiao Yan came with serious business, the Emperor of Dous had endless years—there was no need to rush. Besides, isn't this the serious business right now? Xiao Zhan and Xiao Xuan both want the Xiao Clan to continue flourishing!

Xiao Yan smiled, crossed his hands behind his back, and feigned a solemn nod. "Your makeup today is exquisite, my beloved concubine—I can't help but want to gaze at you longer."

Sometimes, a touch of romance is truly needed.

Ya Fei smiled gently. "Your Majesty flatters me. Your humble concubine merely dressed according to your tastes."

Xiao Yan smiled and signaled Ya Fei to rise. With her Jade Hand, she lightly clasped his large hand and guided him to sit beside the bed.

"I've kept you waiting too long, Sister Ya Fei," Xiao Yan said softly, tenderly.

Ya Fei gazed into Xiao Yan's deep eyes, as if they could pierce straight into her soul. Her heartbeat quickened; her fingers involuntarily clenched the bedsheet.

Xiao Yan reached out and caressed Ya Fei's cheek. She felt her face burn hot. She closed her eyes and quietly savored the warmth and beauty of the moment. Xiao Yan gently took her hand and placed it upon his chest. Her heartbeat surged even more.

Xiao Yan began kissing Ya Fei's lips, slowly moving downward until his lips touched her neck. Her body trembled—she knew it was from excitement and nervousness. She did not wish to resist his kisses, nor to lose this precious moment.

Xiao Yan began to remove Ya Fei's garments, his movements gentle and careful, as if handling a treasured artifact. Ya Fei felt her body grow hotter. She closed her eyes and quietly savored the beauty of this moment.

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In the end, Xiao Yan and Ya Fei embraced each other, savoring each other's warmth and caresses. This moment seemed forever frozen in their memories, becoming the most beautiful and unforgettable moment of their lives.

(End of Chapter)