Chapter 49

The next morning, when Xiao Zhan woke up, he found that the Xue sisters had wrapped around him like octopuses, one on each side. They were both naked, and the feeling of their skin against his made him moan with happiness.

Although the two sisters were only sixteen, their bodies were so full and ripe that they made him drunk with desire. Being squeezed between them was truly an intoxicating experience. Last night, although they hadn't crossed the final thin line, they had done everything else.

Thinking about his previous life, when he didn't even have a girlfriend, and now in this life, he was sleeping with two beautiful women, the sense of achievement in his heart was indescribable. Gently caressing the smooth skin of the two women, Xiao Zhan couldn't help but sigh. Aunt Yan's arrangement was truly bizarre. Falling in love actually turned into a mother-son relationship. He really didn't know what she was up to.

Suddenly, a smile curled at the corner of Xiao Zhan's mouth.

Last night, Xue Wu said that even if he truly united with a woman, he wouldn't lose his virginity. This meant he could truly experience the pleasures of a woman. He had to find an opportunity to try it out with the two wet nurses. The sensation would surely be incomparable to a woman's mouth.

Thinking of this, Xiao Zhan's heart burned with excitement. After a while, he suppressed the sensual thoughts in his mind and woke the two women to get up. Today, they were going to the Martial Pavilion, and he had already made an appointment with Aunt Yan. It wouldn't be good to be late.

After washing up, Xiao Zhan ate the breakfast prepared by Shi Ya and headed towards Aunt Yan's small building.

In the center of the Battle Valley, there was a lake, and in the middle of the lake was a small island where the Martial Pavilion was located.

After the hour of Chen had passed, Xiao Zhan came to the lakeside alone. The top ten participants of this year's Battle Clan competition were already there: three men and seven women. When they saw him arrive, their gazes all turned to him. Among the ten, Xiao Zhan only knew two: Tian Wu and Tian Qing, the cousin of Tian Yue'er.

The expressions on their faces were different when they saw Xiao Zhan. Tian Wu looked up at the sky, while Tian Qing came over enthusiastically.

Tian Qing smiled and said, "Brother, are you also going to the Martial Pavilion?"

Tian Qing was one of Xiao Zhan's few friends in the Battle Valley. Seeing him, Xiao Zhan naturally smiled and nodded, "I've been in the Battle Valley for nearly eight years and have never been to the Martial Pavilion. Today, I'm going to see the martial arts collection of the Battle Clan."

Tian Qing was surprised, "Brother, you don't need to participate in the competition to go to the Martial Pavilion?"

Xiao Zhan squinted his eyes, "I can go anytime."

"Anytime?"

Tian Wu suddenly interjected.

Xiao Zhan looked at him and smiled, "Yes, anytime. Is there a problem with that?"

Tian Wu snorted, "That's too unfair. We risk our lives to compete for a spot, while some people can just go anytime without doing anything."

When these words were spoken, the other eight people's gazes all turned to Xiao Zhan. The only other man among them sized up Xiao Zhan and said with disdain, "You're already so old and only at the First Heaven of the Postnatal Realm. This level of cultivation is really disgracing the name of our Battle Clan."

Xiao Zhan's gaze fell on him. This man was named Mo Tian, around sixteen or seventeen years old, and very muscular. Xiao Zhan quietly activated the Eye of Truth and immediately discovered that Mo Tian was already at the Innate Realm, no wonder he was so arrogant.

A Postnatal First Heaven martial artist has a strength of ten crystals, while a Postnatal Peak can reach one hundred crystals. An Innate First Heaven martial artist has a strength of two hundred crystals, and at the Ninth Heaven, it reaches one thousand crystals. Xiao Zhan had already activated three hundred and sixty acupoints, giving his physical strength a total of three thousand six hundred crystals, equivalent to a Transcendent Realm martial artist.

However, an Innate martial artist isn't just about strength; Innate True Qi is far more powerful than Postnatal True Qi. The True Essence Xiao Zhan unleashed with a punch was equivalent to one hundred crystals of strength. Although the True Essence formed from Star Power was stronger than Postnatal True Qi, one hundred crystals of strength was no match for an Innate martial artist.

However, his physical strength was comparable to a Transcendent Realm martial artist. If he caught someone off guard, a single punch could half-kill this guy.

Seeing Xiao Zhan's unfriendly gaze, Tian Qing hurriedly smoothed things over, "My brother cultivates his physical body, with True Essence condensed within his flesh. His punch is equivalent to one hundred crystals, which is the peak of the Postnatal Ninth Heaven. This level of cultivation is more than enough to visit the Martial Pavilion."

Mo Tian snorted and said nothing.

At this moment, Zhan Yanyan arrived. Everyone hurriedly greeted her as the clan leader. Zhan Yanyan waved her hand and said calmly, "Since everyone is here, let's go now."

With a wave of her sleeve, a purple light flashed, and the other ten people disappeared. Xiao Zhan, wide-eyed, looked around and asked in surprise, "Mother, where did they go?"

Zhan Yanyan smiled, "This is a domain space formed by refining the cave heaven left by a Xuanwu expert. It can contain people inside."

Xiao Zhan asked, puzzled, "What is a domain space?"

Zhan Yanyan shook her head, "If I explain it now, you won't understand. Wait until you have a domain, and then I'll tell you."

Xiao Zhan nodded and didn't press the issue. Soon, the two arrived at the lakeside, boarded a small boat, and Zhan Yanyan rowed them towards the small island in the middle of the lake.

On the boat, Zhan Yanyan's skin was as white as snow, her black hair cascaded to her waist, and her deep eyes were like a tranquil mountain lake. Her red lips gently parted, and her melodious singing echoed over the lake. Under the rising sun, she seemed like a goddess descended from heaven, truly radiant and charming. Xiao Zhan, sitting at the bow of the boat, couldn't help but stare in a daze.

Stepping onto the small island, Zhan Yanyan released the ten people again, and then the group headed towards the Martial Pavilion on the island.

The small island was always shrouded in mist, making it hazy and indistinct. On the way, they didn't see a single person. Passing through a lush forest and walking along a path paved with green stones, the group soon arrived at the Martial Pavilion.

The entire building had four floors. Under Zhan Yanyan's lead, everyone entered the Martial Pavilion. It was a spacious hall, completely empty and silent.

Following Zhan Yanyan, the group entered a separate room. The room was dimly lit, with an oil lamp burning slowly. An emaciated old man was sitting in a chair, eyes closed, resting. Upon sensing their arrival, the old man slowly opened his eyes and looked at them.

The old man's eyes were those of a person on the verge of death, turbid and lifeless. When he saw the sudden appearance of the group, there was no ripple in his eyes.

Zhan Yanyan said respectfully, "Old Master Dao, Yanyan has come to see you."

The old man looked at her and said in a hoarse voice, "Oh? It's Yanyan. Why did you bring these brats to the Martial Pavilion this time?"

Zhan Yanyan smiled, "This time, I mainly brought Zhan'er, and the others are just along for the ride."

The old man frowned, "The girl could have taken them to choose secret manuals without needing to come to me."

Zhan Yanyan giggled, "I mainly wanted to inform Old Master Dao. Uncle Qin has already said that Zhan'er can come to the Martial Pavilion anytime."

The old man's expression turned serious, "To gain Uncle Qin's favor, is this child from the War God lineage?"

Zhan Yanyan nodded, "He is the only male descendant of the War God lineage in ten thousand years. Uncle Qin has already named him the young master of the Qin lineage."

"The War God lineage has a male descendant!"

The old man's gaze swept over Zhan Yanyan and finally landed on Xiao Zhan. His turbid eyes instantly shone like stars, then dimmed again. He said in a tone of amazement, "Truly worthy of the strongest lineage of the Battle Clan. To achieve such heights at such a young age, the glory of the War God lineage will surely be restored in the near future."

With that, he waved his hand, "Go, don't disturb this old man's rest."