Nine Dragons Saint Ancestor

"Yun Xiao, even if you live another life, you can’t escape the fate of death and annihilation!"

In the midst of a daze, Yun Xiao suddenly heard a voice engraved in his bones. When he turned his head to follow the sound, he saw a spearhead emitting a chilling light.

Slash!

A light sound was heard as Yun Xiao felt a pain in his chest. A spear had already pierced into his chest, and this scene felt strangely familiar, familiar as if he had experienced it firsthand.

"Emperor Canglong, Lu Qinwan, it’s you again!"

When Yun Xiao raised his head and saw two figures whose faces were indistinct but exuded a familiar aura, he could not help but be furious because they were his two greatest enemies in his previous life.

"Give up, Yun Xiao, you can’t avenge yourself!"

The sigh seemed to come from a very distant place, giving Yun Xiao a sudden surge of strength to retreat swiftly out of the range of the domineering spear.

Bam!

However, at this moment, Yun Xiao suddenly felt a pain in his lower abdomen, then his whole body seemed to rise into the air like a soaring dragon riding mist, finally crashing down hard.

Splash!

A splash was heard as Yun Xiao felt water enveloping his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, even smothering his breath, ultimately leading him to fall into unconsciousness again.

So muddled and confused, it was unclear how much time passed before Yun Xiao opened his eyes again. Before his eyes was a wooden ceiling, which seemed to have small holes dripping water downwards.

"So it was all just a dream!"

Opening his eyes, Yun Xiao forced his slightly limp body to sit up from the bed, seeming to have understood something and murmured to himself.

In fact, Yun Xiao’s last memory was in the Chongxiao Stairs Space, before using the Artifact Heart to teleport. What happened afterward was completely unknown to him.

Only until this moment did Yun Xiao slightly understand, feeling a sense of fear, secretly thinking he was rather reckless this time.

Using the teleportation from the Artifact Heart Space, Yun Xiao indeed transported to the Nine-layered Dragon Cloud, but not only did he fail to catch up with the genius Jiang Jingyu from the Chongxiao Sect, he ended up in a dire state.

This was quite similar to when Yun Xiao teleported from the Hidden Dragon Continent to the Tenglong Continent, except that time he fell from the sky, this time he fell directly into a river.

"Looks like someone saved me!"

With his clever mind, although still not fully clear-headed, Yun Xiao could roughly guess the situation, thinking that if he had been unconscious in the water all along, he would have drowned already.

"Where is this place?"

After understanding these obscure details, Yun Xiao began to observe the room’s conditions, realizing it was an extremely shabby straw hut, so drafty that the roof couldn’t even keep out the drizzle.

Creak!

Just as Yun Xiao was observing the room, someone pushed the simple door open from outside, and a rather ugly young man walked in, directing Yun Xiao’s gaze towards him immediately.

"Ah, you’re awake?!"

The ugly youth who had just entered the room was naturally Wang Zilang, the one who had saved Yun Xiao from the river. Yet, seeing Yun Xiao now sitting up from the bed and staring at him, he couldn’t help but exclaim, his voice full of a tinge of joy.

Truth be told, after saving Yun Xiao that day, Wang Zilang had only returned after completing the errand Zeng Lianhu had asked of him.

And the Zeng Lianhu who had said "Leave it to me" only ended up throwing the young man outside his straw hut, leaving Wang Zilang to drag Yun Xiao to the makeshift bed.

Initially, he thought that such a poor environment wouldn’t bode well for this guy who had been in water for who knows how many days, and he might not wake up at all. Yet to his surprise, Yun Xiao not only woke up but seemed to be recovering quite well.

Whoosh!

Just as Wang Zilang was feeling both surprised and delighted, the young man on the bed leaped up, standing before him with eyes that seemed to flicker with lightning, staring intently at this Third Young Master of the Wang Family.

"Wha... what’s wrong?"

For some reason, even though the rough-clothed youth didn’t emit a strong aura, he made Wang Zilang’s heart skip a beat, causing him to instinctively step back, stammering in a trembling voice.

"Was it you who saved me?"

Yun Xiao’s eyes flashed with a glint of light as he directly asked the question. After seeing the ugly youth nod, he asked in a deep voice, "You can return my waist storage to me, right?"

As it turned out, Yun Xiao suddenly jumped out of bed because he discovered that his waist storage had disappeared. The first suspect, naturally, was the ugly youth who had saved him.

Yun Xiao even once thought that this guy rescued him from the river, perhaps not out of kindness, but because he had set his eyes on his waist storage, intending to make a fortune.

Therefore, Yun Xiao planned that if this boy returned his waist storage voluntarily, he wouldn’t pursue the matter further and might even offer some reward.

But if this boy played dumb and refused to return the waist storage, then he wouldn’t be concerned about the favor of saving his life, as the waist storage contained many items incredibly important to Yun Xiao.

Not to mention, just the Dragon Guiding Tree Spirit Little Dragon alone was considered by Yun Xiao as his own son, and he intended to rely on this adopted son to win Shen Xingmou’s favor.

Of course, Yun Xiao’s waist storage had long been imbued with a soul restriction by him; at least cultivators below the Heavenly Realm or those without a Heavenly Rank Advanced Soul couldn’t open the waist storage and take the contents.

Perhaps that’s why when the waist storage was taken that day, Golden Snake Worm Xiao Wu and Ancient Heavenly Phoenix Red Feather didn’t take action. They were waiting for Yun Xiao to awaken and solve it himself.

"Wa... waist storage?"

However, after Yun Xiao asked the question, Wang Zilang was completely confused, and his counter-question made Yun Xiao sneer inwardly, thinking that this seemingly naive youth had quite the acting skills.

But the truth was Wang Zilang really didn’t know about any waist storage. When he rescued Yun Xiao from the river, he was solely focused on saving him. Just after he expelled the water from Yun Xiao’s stomach, Zeng Lianhu came and even whipped him.

Therefore, when Wang Zilang had the chance to pay attention to Yun Xiao, it was when he returned exhausted after fetching water, and by then, Yun Xiao’s waist storage was long gone.

"Kid, if you hand over the waist storage now, I can pretend nothing happened, and even help cure your innate pulse cutting isn’t out of the question. But if you remain unaware, don’t blame my hands for being ruthless!"

How could Yun Xiao engage in idle talk with this ugly youth? With his experience and sensing abilities, he immediately sensed Wang Zilang’s innate pulse cutting, believing that this kind of offer as repayment would be irresistible.

"What? You can heal innate pulse cutting? I... I... I..."

Sure enough, as Yun Xiao finished speaking, Wang Zilang’s body suddenly trembled, stammering out three "I"s, too excited to express himself.

Since Wang Zilang was aware of the world, he had been told he suffered from innate pulse cutting and might never be able to cultivate Meridian Qi. After reaching adulthood, he was sent to this remote Five Desolate Village.

With the Wang Family’s resources, they indeed sought many powerful Meridian Refining Masters to treat him, even hiring a Heavenly Rank Advanced Meridian Refiner.

Unfortunately, innate pulse cutting was considered incurable on the Tenglong Continent and not something anyone in the Nine-layered Dragon Cloud could easily heal.

Originally, Yun Xiao was able to use a method from a distance, allowing Qian Sanyuan and others at the Earth Rank Meridian Refining level to initially control Xue Ningxiang’s innate pulse cutting, mainly owing to his past life’s Holy Rank Meridian Refining Master techniques as the Long Xiao Battle God.

For a condition like Wang Zilang’s innate pulse cutting, even a true Holy Rank Meridian Refining Master might not be able to resolve it, leading his father, the Wang Family Patriarch, to despair and exile him to the Five Desolate Village.

"No, that’s impossible; don’t try to fool me!"

However, after the brief joy, Wang Zilang retained a bit of rationality. If even a Heavenly Rank Advanced Meridian Refiner was helpless against innate pulse cutting, how could this young man, who seemed just over twenty, have any solution?

In Wang Zilang’s view, this youth was desperate to retrieve his waist storage and must have learned from somewhere about his condition of innate pulse cutting, using it to scare him.

"But about your waist storage, I think I might recall where it could be!"

Just as Yun Xiao was about to speak further, Wang Zilang shook his head, hearing him say, "But I advise you not to think about retrieving the waist storage, lest you risk your life."

Wang Zilang must have thought of the ruthless nature of the Zeng father and son. A passing cultivator once met a grim fate at their hands, reduced to nothing.

To avert further trouble at the cost of wealth, Wang Zilang guessed that when Zeng Lianhu brought the person back that day, he must have taken their waist storage on the way.

Since Zeng Lianhu hadn’t harmed the young man’s life, it indicated a good mood. If Yun Xiao persisted, seeking them out might result in their anger, and his life would be in peril.

Boom!

However, just as Wang Zilang’s advice fell, the small thatch-hut’s door was kicked open from outside, and a burly figure strode in, standing there with an overwhelming oppressive presence.

"Brother... Brother Hu?!"

When Wang Zilang turned back in shock, he immediately recognized Zeng Lianhu, the village chief’s son. His voice trembled, as this guy had smashed the door, clearly unfriendly.