Chapter 7: First Arrival in the Fengyun World

"Ah, my head hurts so much."

Duan Fengyun touched his head in pain and woke up from his sleep.

"Brother, you're finally awake. You scared me to death."

A child's voice rang in Duan Fengyun's ears. Brother? Did this brat make a mistake? He didn't have a younger brother; could this be a scammer?

Duan Fengyun looked at the child in front of him. The child looked to be about seven or eight years old, dressed in ancient costume. He asked:

"Little brother, which period drama set is this? How did I end up here?"

The child asked in confusion: "Brother, what are you saying? Did you fall from the Fotou and get knocked silly?"

Only then did Duan Fengyun notice that his own body was also dressed like a child's. Looking at the place where he was lying, it was surprisingly similar to the Lingyun Cave dungeon from the TV series *Wind and Cloud: Dominator of the World*. Had he transmigrated?

Duan Fengyun hurried to the riverbank to look at his reflection. The person in the water was clearly only seven or eight years old, and he looked ninety percent similar to the brat who had just called him brother.

Duan Fengyun was an ordinary college student who had accidentally slipped and fallen while hiking with friends, lost consciousness, and woke up here.

Although he usually read quite a few transmigration and rebirth novels, he was still caught off guard when it happened to him.

He gathered his thoughts and, to confirm his guess, asked the child in front of him: "Little one, may I ask where this is? And do you know who I am?"

Upon hearing this, the child in front of him began to wail loudly, crying as he said:

"Brother, you are my twin brother. My name is Duan Lang, and your name is Duan Fengyun. Our father is the one known in the pugilistic world as the South Qilin Sword Master, Duan Shuai. Father left us here to go into Lingyun Cave alone to search for the Fire Qilin. You just slipped and fell from under the Fotou; did you hit your head and forget us?"

Hearing this, Duan Fengyun realized his guess was correct; he had indeed transmigrated into the Fengyun World.

Moreover, he had become a character who did not appear in the original work, and his name was Duan Fengyun.

He looked at Duan Lang again, thought about what he had said, and his mood instantly turned from cloudy to sunny.

If he remembered the original work correctly, it should only be the early stage of the story. Neither Wind nor Cloud had met Xiongba yet, and Xiongba had not yet determined the meaning of the prophecy about Wind and Cloud. His opportunity had arrived.

Duan Fengyun thought about the plot of *Wind and Cloud* in his mind. Duan Lang was still at Lingyun Cave, and Nie Feng had not yet appeared. He had to seize the opportunity to follow Nie Feng and catch the boat of the World Association.

He stood up and said to little Duan Lang: "Brother, I have indeed forgotten many things from before. Since I have forgotten them, I will completely sever ties with my past self."

Duan Fengyun muttered to himself, from today on, I am Duan Fengyun.

Xiongba, the "Wind and Cloud" you are looking for is me. Come and find me, old man.

Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun, come quickly and cling to my legs.

Little Duan Lang had never seen his brother act like this. If his brother wanted to sever ties with the past, did that mean he wanted to sever ties with him too? A look of disappointment appeared on his face.

Seeing this, Duan Fengyun understood little Duan Lang's thoughts, patted his head, and said: "Silly brother, no matter what happens to me, I will always be your own brother."

Hearing this, little Duan Lang finally picked up his lost spirits.

Duan Fengyun pulled little Duan Lang to the front of Lingyun Cave and looked at this dungeon that ran through the entire Fengyun World. He swore to himself that since Heaven had allowed him to transmigrate into this world, he would become the trendsetter of this world and dominate the Fengyun World.

But the top priority right now was to stay here with little Duan Lang, wait for Nie Feng to arrive, and then follow Nie Feng onto the boat.

After waiting for several days outside Lingyun Cave, the target person Duan Fengyun had been bitterly waiting for finally arrived.

On this day, a little boy dressed in blue and white clothes with long, flowing hair, similar in age to himself, arrived at Lingyun Cave.

A man's sixth sense told Duan Fengyun that the fish had arrived.

He stepped forward and asked: "Brother, who are you? What are you doing here?"

The little boy replied: "My name is Nie Feng, and I have come here following my father."

Duan Fengyun thought to himself, sure enough, this child in front of him was indeed one of the protagonists of *Wind and Cloud*, Nie Feng.

At this time, Nie Feng should be following his father, Nie Renwang, here to search for his mother, Yingying.

Duan Fengyun knew that since Nie Feng and his father had already arrived at Lingyun Cave, Xiongba must be here too. The first epic battle of the early *Wind and Cloud* era was about to begin.

At this moment, a burst of loud laughter came from the Fotou. This laughter was filled with a domineering aura that looked down upon the world. Duan Fengyun knew this laughter must have come from Xiongba; he had arrived.

At this moment, on the Fotou where they could not be seen, Nie Renwang, Yingying, and Xiongba stood facing each other.

Xiongba mocked Nie Renwang, and after Nie Feng's mother learned of Xiongba's scumbag behavior, she looked at Nie Renwang in pain; she no longer had the face to face her husband and son.

She looked at Nie Renwang, the man who had given her love, but she had not cherished it. She was filled with regret, then jumped off the Fotou, fell into the surging river, and perished.

Seeing his wife perish, the hatred of having his wife stolen and the pain of losing her surged into Nie Renwang's heart. His eyes were filled with killing intent as he glared fiercely at Xiongba.

He drew the Xue Yin Mad Blade from his back and started with the Cold Pride Six Arts, charging directly at Xiongba to engage in battle.

Relying on his family's heirloom Xue Yin treasure blade and the family's Cold Pride Six Arts blade technique, Nie Renwang had carved out a great reputation in the pugilistic world, and was known alongside Duan Fengyun's father as the South Sword and North Blade.

He continuously unleashed the Cold Pride Six Arts, with sharp blade techniques and cold blade intent constantly attacking Xiongba.

Xiongba used the precious sword in his hand to continuously parry Nie Renwang's offensive. Although the sword in his hand also came from a master's workshop, how could it withstand the Xue Yin treasure blade in Nie Renwang's hand?

Legend has it that the Xue Yin Mad Blade was made from the Heaven-Mending Stone left behind when Nuwa mended the heavens; it was a rare divine weapon. After being hacked a few times by the Xue Yin, the sword in Xiongba's hand was snapped in two.

Seeing this, Nie Renwang laughed loudly: "Xiongba, you old scoundrel, today I will let you see the power of my Nie Family's Xue Yin. Go to hell!"

With that, blade Qi surged, and the Xue Yin treasure blade in Nie Renwang's hand emitted 40 meters of blade Qi, striking at Xiongba.

But Xiongba was no ordinary person. He smiled, threw away the broken sword in his hand, and then clenched both hands into fists.

Having followed San Jue Lao Ren to learn martial arts since he was young, Xiongba was a master of both weapons and unarmed combat.

His martial arts, compared to his master San Jue Lao Ren, could only be described as "the student surpassing the master."

Xiongba attacked Nie Renwang with his fists, palms, and legs respectively; these were the three ultimate techniques: Heaven Frost Fist, Cloud-Seizing Palm, and Wind God Leg.

Nie Renwang did not hesitate, wielding his blade with both hands to break them, and the forty-meter blade Qi also greeted Xiongba.

Cold light illuminated the nine provinces; Xiongba's sharp moves and Nie Renwang's wide-open blade techniques were constantly clashing and colliding.

The two were evenly matched, and neither could do anything to the other.