Chapter 2

Gu Yuxin blocked Si Xueyi and said coldly, "Three years, always at the bottom of the class, Si Xueyi, I really want to ask you, where do you get the courage to challenge the Black Dragon Tower?"

The cold voice made everyone in the classroom turn their attention to him.

Cultivated to the peak of the Ninth Realm of Innate, born from a prestigious family of the Cangxuan Mansion, and only fifteen years old, Gu Yuxin's talent was undoubtedly one in ten thousand.

He had always looked down on Si Xueyi and had never given him a proper glance.

"Arguing with Senior Sister Fengyue in today's class is one thing, but you even dare to be disrespectful to the Nine Emperors. Si Xueyi, are you even human?"

Gu Yuxin spoke the thoughts of many. Even if Si Xueyi had a thick skin, his disrespect to the Nine Emperors truly annoyed many.

After all, the Canglan Holy Academy was founded by one of the Nine Emperors, the Canglan Emperor.

The Canglan College of the Cangxuan Mansion was one of the many branches of the Canglan Holy Academy on the Thundering Continent. Strictly speaking, they were all disciples of the Canglan Emperor's lineage.

"The Nine Emperors are strong, but compared to the Three Sovereigns... what are they?" Si Xueyi's face showed a hint of weariness, finding it rather uninteresting.

His words left the classroom in stunned silence, everyone frightened by his audacity.

Gu Yuxin immediately said, "Si Xueyi, this is a grave disrespect! There are no Three Sovereigns. After the title of the Sovereign King was removed five hundred years ago, the Thundering Continent has only one emperor."

"That is the Empress Shiro of the Yato Kingdom. With your words just now, you could be sentenced to death."

Si Xueyi was momentarily stunned, then smiled bitterly, having forgotten this again.

Shiro, that little girl, has become an empress now.

Gu Yuxin's expression was stern as he said coldly, "Si Xueyi, if you have any sense of shame, you should voluntarily give up your spot in the Black Dragon Tower."

"Give it to whom, to you?" Si Xueyi mocked, his expression playful.

"Maybe not." Gu Yuxin did not back down.

"Clearly so ordinary, yet so confident, you are the only one."

Si Xueyi sneered, unwilling to tangle with him any further, and turned to leave.

Gu Yuxin's few followers blocked him again.

"Move aside, I'm tired."

Si Xueyi sidestepped and struck with lightning speed. After a few inconspicuous movements, the four of them were on the ground groaning. One had his right arm hit, another his knee kicked, another his chest struck by an elbow, and the last one's toes stepped on.

With just a few ordinary moves, the four innate realm students failed to stop the after-birth realm Si Xueyi.

"These are your followers? Just like you, ordinary and confident."

Si Xueyi didn't turn around, just smiled and left gracefully.

The four of them were in such pain that tears almost streamed down their faces. The injuries were not severe, but the humiliation was immense.

The other students in the classroom barely managed to hold back their laughter.

"Master Gu, this guy is getting more and more outrageous!"

"We can't tolerate this!"

"Si Xueyi, apart from being handsome, what else can he do?"

The four complained to Gu Yuxin, who remained expressionless. "We'll see. It won't be easy for him to challenge the Black Dragon Tower. Many top students don't have the qualifications."

...

Si Xueyi was truly tired.

He walked with his eyes half-closed, but fortunately, he didn't forget the boasts he had made and managed to return to his private courtyard.

"If I had a choice, who would want to be expelled nine times?"

Under the ancient tree in the courtyard, Si Xueyi smiled bitterly and began to cultivate, running the Dragon Prison Myriad Phenomena Technique.

As he closed his eyes, the spiritual energy of the world surged like lava, rushing towards Si Xueyi.

At this moment, Si Xueyi was like a terrifying vortex, voraciously devouring the spiritual energy from all directions.

Such a terrifying scene would be unimaginable for anyone to see, thinking this was a mere after-birth realm waste.

The spiritual energy flowed through Si Xueyi's body, reaching his dantian, his Purple Mansion.

According to legend, the Purple Mansion is the abode of the divine, the most mysterious space in the human body, the origin of all wonders, and the foundation of martial cultivators.

The nine realms of the after-birth realm are for nurturing the body, but without breaking through to the innate realm, one remains a mere martial artist and cannot be called a true cultivator.

Only by forming the Purple Mansion and gaining the ability to refine qi does one officially enter the innate realm.

Si Xueyi had long possessed the Purple Mansion and could refine qi, but the spiritual energy could not gather within him, so he was always considered an after-birth realm.

His Purple Mansion was barren, and the vast spiritual energy he absorbed seemed to vanish like mud in the sea, leaving nothing behind.

Only a deep, dark gemstone, like a star, stood out, devouring all the spiritual energy.

Si Xueyi's mind sank, looking at the black gemstone, muttering, "Nine hundred years, you've given me a second life, but why do you confine me here?"

Nine hundred years?

This was Si Xueyi's secret.

He was not from this era. He was born nine hundred years ago, in an era before the Nine Emperors rose to power and the Yato Dynasty unified the Thundering Continent.

At just eighteen, he became a renowned young king, with unparalleled insight and a physique that surpassed all others.

But just as he was about to break through to the Holy Realm, his father, one of the Three Sovereigns and the most beautiful man in the world, the commander of the Agryris Shield Legion, Si Xueqing, was accused of colluding with the demon race.

In a single night, the Si Xue family went from the glory of the empire to being traitors and outcasts, and the entire Si Xue clan was exterminated.

Si Xueyi remembered going to the execution ground alone with a spear, standing in front of his father in the snowy capital, covered in blood, shouting that no one could come near.

No one could kill his father!

Then an arrow, filled with boundless killing intent, pierced his heart, and he died on the spot.

Before he closed his eyes, he saw two blurry faces: one was his childhood friend, her eyes filled with worry, and the other was his father's sworn brother, holding a longbow, cold and merciless.

When he woke up, it was nine hundred years later, in the body of a fourteen-year-old boy.

This boy was a rare dragon descendant on the Thundering Continent, allowing Si Xueyi to reincarnate and live again.

The black gemstone in his Purple Mansion was the Sand of Reincarnation, a fragment of the Heart of the Universe, said to control the cycle of life and death.

This object was left in his body by his father, and nine hundred years later, it appeared again in the body of the dragon descendant.

Si Xueyi didn't believe in this legend before, but now he had no choice but to believe it.

Putting aside the mystery of the Sand of Reincarnation, Si Xueyi had more immediate troubles.

The dragon descendants were a special group on the Thundering Continent, with dragon blood, guarding the Golden Dragon City for generations.

While dragon blood contained immense power, it also brought negative emotions like slaughter, madness, and bloodlust, as well as the fiery poison in the blood, which could cause one to go mad or even die.

At birth, a dragon descendant would have a dragon lotus seed in their body.

These negative emotions and fiery poison were harmful to the body but were the best nourishment for the dragon lotus.

When the dragon lotus bloomed, it would release its power to nourish the body, a mutually beneficial relationship.

Unfortunately, Si Xueyi's dragon descendant body did not have a dragon lotus.

Whether it was taken by his clan or he was born without it, Si Xueyi did not know.

He guessed this was a boy exiled by his clan.

In at most a year, when the negative emotions and fiery poison in the dragon blood erupted, he would surely die.

For three years, he had not dared to truly cultivate, as the higher his cultivation, the faster he would die.

He stored all the spiritual energy he cultivated in the Sand of Reincarnation, not allowing his body to absorb it.

These factors kept his realm from advancing.

Three years ago, the Canglan Twin Stars became the biggest joke in the Canglan College.

"Old man, your son has never suffered such humiliation..."

Si Xueyi looked at the Sand of Reincarnation in his Purple Mansion and smiled helplessly.

Nine hundred years ago, at eighteen, he was already a young king, a prodigy that the entire world admired.

He didn't lie to Fengyue Yu; if he didn't challenge the Black Dragon Tower, he would really die.

The Black Dragon Tower, the forbidden place of the Canglan College, had the dragon lotus he needed.

But as Gu Yuxin said, challenging the Seven Absolute Tower with just the after-birth realm was a sure death.

If he released the spiritual energy in the Sand of Reincarnation, his cultivation would skyrocket, but the fiery poison and negative emotions in the dragon blood would also surge.

He would live for at most three days instead of a year.

This could have been handled gradually, but now, besides challenging the Black Dragon Tower, there was no other choice.

Once forcibly expelled from the Canglan College, it would be difficult to return.

"Ultimately, there is no choice."

Si Xueyi smiled freely, his mind made up.

Boom!

The Sand of Reincarnation burst, releasing the spiritual energy stored for three years, sweeping through the entire Purple Mansion like a storm.

Then it rushed to his limbs, organs, and bones.

The vast spiritual energy surged through Si Xueyi's body at a terrifying speed.

Suddenly, a violent aura erupted from Si Xueyi, sweeping through the entire courtyard.

His physical aura grew stronger, and even his soul trembled.

Crack!

At this moment, a crisp sound came from the barren Purple Mansion, as if something had broken free.

Had he broken through to the innate realm?

Si Xueyi ran the Dragon Prison Holy Elephant Technique, his mind sinking into the Purple Mansion.

Drip, drip!

What was once a barren and lifeless Purple Mansion now rained spiritual energy.

The barren land, nourished by the rain, had become a wet marsh, with mist rising.

"Spiritual energy?"

Si Xueyi looked at the mist rising in the Purple Mansion, his expression excited.

"Finally, I've broken through to the innate realm..."

Si Xueyi muttered.

Being stuck in the after-birth realm for so long was quite frustrating for him.

The spiritual energy only entered and did not leave, and the Dragon Prison Holy Elephant Technique, a technique he mastered in his previous life, could not truly function.

Only with the flow of spiritual energy could the Dragon Prison Holy Elephant Technique, a wondrous technique, truly come to life.

Whoosh!

Si Xueyi opened his eyes, his handsome face filled with confidence.

Under the ancient tree, the Dragon Prison Holy Elephant Technique ran again.

Soon, spiritual energy gathered around Si Xueyi, being absorbed into the Purple Mansion and then distributed throughout his body by the Dragon Prison Holy Elephant Technique.

A powerful green spiritual energy began to flow through Si Xueyi's body, filling his limbs, organs, and bones.

His body began to change, with a sound like popping beans, transforming from the inside out.

After a long time, Si Xueyi's skin became strong and full of power, like a hidden dragon.

The green spiritual energy in his body flowed like a torrent, breaking through barriers, and his body resonated with a loud boom.

His cultivation soared!

Refining Qi, Opening Meridians, Soft and Hard, Divine Courage, Strengthening Bones, Internal Strength, Blood Essence, Cleansing Marrow, Spiritual Transformation.

The nine realms of the innate realm were broken one by one, and Si Xueyi's aura surged.

Like a soaring divine bird, he flew higher and higher.

Boom!

After two incense sticks, Si Xueyi finally stopped, slowly opening his eyes, with a green divine flame in his gaze.

"Spiritual Transformation."

Three years of silence, and now he made a stunning appearance, thanks to the spiritual energy stored in the Sand of Reincarnation.

Si Xueyi burst forth, breaking through nine realms in one go, reaching the peak of the innate realm.

If others had this experience, they would be ecstatic, but Si Xueyi remained calm, feeling it was only natural.

"But it's still a bit exaggerated."

Si Xueyi muttered. Although he was a young king in his previous life, he had never experienced such a rapid breakthrough, breaking through the nine realms of the innate realm in just two hours.

Si Xueyi stood up, his body now filled with immense power.

He walked to a large rock in the courtyard, clenched his fingers, and struck with a powerful punch.

The punch wind surged, hitting the half-man-tall rock, which began to crack.

Bang!

In the next moment, the rock shattered and collapsed.

"Any peak innate realm cultivator would not withstand my full-strength punch, right?"

Si Xueyi looked at the power of his punch, his expression stunned and deeply moved.

"But it's not enough!"

Si Xueyi looked at the sun, his expression cold and proud.

The Dragon Prison Holy Elephant Technique was a dragon martial art. In his previous life, without the dragon descendant body, he could not fully master it.

This life, there was no regret.

Si Xueyi took a deep breath and began practicing a set of boxing techniques in the courtyard, while running the Dragon Prison Holy Elephant Technique, allowing the vast spiritual energy to flow through his body.

Under the scorching sun, Si Xueyi leaped and moved, his blood and qi burning like lava.

Roar!

He was practicing the Dragon Tiger Fist, a boxing technique from his previous life, which not only had immense power but also strengthened the body through daily practice.

The Canglan College also had the Dragon Tiger Fist, but it was incomplete and could not compare to the complete version Si Xueyi knew, which his father had annotated, making it far more powerful than ordinary techniques.

Soon, a storm of wind and dust rose in the courtyard.

The blood and qi in his body surged, roaring fiercely.

Previously, the Purple Mansion could not gather spiritual energy, making it impossible to practice this technique, but now it was just right.

At the same time, spiritual energy from all directions gathered, and the sunlight from the sky was continuously absorbed by the Dragon Prison Holy Elephant Technique.

Boom!

The scorching and boiling spiritual energy met the already boiling blood and qi, causing an explosion.

Si Xueyi's body resonated with a loud crack, like the roar of a wild beast in the forest.

He practiced the boxing technique to strengthen his body and the Dragon Prison Holy Elephant Technique to absorb the spiritual energy.

Using the Dragon Prison Holy Elephant Technique to absorb the spiritual energy from the sun and the Dragon Tiger Fist to mobilize the blood and qi, he refined his body with the vast and explosive blood and qi.

For a moment, the wind and clouds gathered, and the dragon roared and the tiger howled.

Si Xueyi felt invigorated, his body constantly transforming, and the spiritual energy in the Purple Mansion continuously gathering.

At sunset, Si Xueyi let out a roar.

Boom!

This roar was like a real dragon's cry, the sound waves rippling, the dragon's might rolling, and all the dust in the courtyard trembling.

The dust flew in the air, each particle trembling wildly.

Roar!

Before the dragon's cry ended, Si Xueyi roared again, the tiger's howl following.

Bang!

All the dust exploded, and the large courtyard was as clean as if it had been washed by a storm.

This was the first move of the Dragon Tiger Fist, the Dragon Roar and Tiger Howl.

It wasn't over. The vast spiritual energy in Si Xueyi's body exploded, and the spiritual energy in the Purple Mansion surged through his meridians.

His cultivation, at the peak of the innate realm, surged, breaking through all the blocked meridians.

His cultivation broke through to the innate realm and entered the True Mystic realm!

From the peak of the after-birth realm to the nine realms of the innate realm, and then from the peak of the innate realm to the True Mystic realm, it would take ordinary people several years.

But for Si Xueyi, it took only half a day.

The setting sun was like blood, the twilight beautiful.

But in Si Xueyi's eyes, it was a magnificent and grand scene, three years of depression swept away in a day.

Three years of silence, and now he made a stunning appearance; like a great roc spreading its wings, he only regretted the sky was too low.

Buzz!

At this moment, Si Xueyi's eyes suddenly turned blood red, as if flames were burning.

The negative emotions of slaughter and madness spread in his mind, and his body became scorching hot.

"It's here..."

The negative emotions and fiery poison in the dragon blood erupted at this moment.