"Yan, Yan, what happened to you?!"
A tense shout came from his ear, and a feeling of weakness he hadn't experienced in tens of thousands of years made Xiao Yan feel incredibly uncomfortable.
Dazzling white light flickered, and noisy sounds echoed in his ears. Xiao Yan struggled to open his eyes.
"Where am I?"
His vision slowly recovered. Xiao Yan hastily tried to mobilize his Soul Power to scan his surroundings, only to find that the Soul Power that could once cover the entire Realm of the Major Thousand Worlds could now only vaguely sense a few meters around him.
This sudden change made him widen his eyes. Two faces, one large and one small, came into view, becoming clearer and clearer.
The larger one was a square-faced man with thick eyebrows and large eyes, his somewhat stern face filled with worry. Those shouts of "Yan" were indeed called out by this middle-aged man.
The smaller one was as pure as jade. Though clearly still in her innocent youth, she already possessed the makings of a peerless beauty, like a beautiful green lotus bud about to bloom.
However, that exquisitely beautiful small face was also filled with anxiety, and even her pretty eyes were sparkling with tears.
Xiao Yan was naturally not unfamiliar with these two faces, for they were his father and wife, Xiao Zhan and Xun Er.
But after Xiao Zhan was brought into the Major Thousand Worlds, even with his poor Aptitude, after Xiao Yan reached the Sovereign Realm and continuously collected Heaven And Earth Treasure to refine Divine Pills, Xiao Yan forcefully elevated him to the Heavenly Sovereign level.
As for Xun Er, she was an unrivaled beauty even in the Major Thousand Worlds, and her Cultivation later reached the Saint Grade Peak. Yet, the innocent appearance before him clearly belonged to a girl of only eleven or twelve.
"What's going on?"
Xiao Yan was first slightly stunned, then struggled to stand up.
He clearly remembered that he was Cultivating, attempting to Breakthrough to a Realm beyond the Sovereign Realm, and was battling the Heavenly Tribulation.
Weak!
Xiao Yan's arm went limp, feeling as if his entire body had been drained, unable to exert any strength. When he tried to mobilize the spiritual energy within his body, he found almost no power, only wisps of extremely weak Qi.
"This, is this Dou Qi?"
Xiao Yan's eyes widened further. Lying on the pillow, he laboriously turned his head. Familiar figures stood silently before him: tension, worry, anxiety, schadenfreude...
Different expressions appeared on their faces. Memories from tens of thousands of years ago flooded his mind. Xiao Yan slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then accepted this reality.
"I actually, returned to the year I was twelve!"
Looking at the myriad expressions before him, even Xiao Yan felt a sense of daze, as if time had flowed backward.
Was this Rebirth, or a dream?
Xiao Yan tried various methods he knew to Break through illusions, but all failed.
A moment later, he finally accepted reality.
He knew that he had now reverted to that down-and-out young man at Dou Zhi Qi Level 3, but he showed no signs of worry.
Because now, he was not just that twelve-year-old boy; he was also the Yan Emperor.
Yan Emperor Xiao Yan!
"Brother Xiao Yan, are you alright?!"
Xun Er, standing nearby, looked at Xiao Yan's sudden dazed, then suddenly calm expression, and asked worriedly.
"I'm fine. I just had a slight mishap during Cultivation. I'll recover after some rest."
Looking at Xun Er's worried expression, Xiao Yan smiled. No matter when, his wife was always the best to him.
Thinking this, he couldn't help but gently grasp Xun Er's fair little hand and pat the back of it to comfort her. However, this action instantly made the little girl's fair face turn red.
"Brother Xiao Yan is like this, yet he still has the heart to flirt."
Xun Er flusteredly pulled her small hand from Xiao Yan's, which surprised him a little, and then he couldn't help but laugh.
In his previous life (a convenient term for the former Xiao Yan, not a true past life), he and Xun Er had been an old married couple for tens of thousands of years, so such an intimate gesture was nothing.
But the current Xun Er was just a little girl who couldn't even be called a maiden yet; how could she handle such an action?
"Yan, are you really alright?"
Xiao Zhan clearly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Xiao Yan smile. As a father, his primary concern was always his child's safety, followed by things like Aptitude.
"Father, don't worry. It won't be long before I recover."
Xiao Yan's smile was calm, as if he had only bumped himself lightly.
"Alright, then you should rest well first. I'll go out and discuss with the Elders how to treat your injury."
Xiao Zhan nodded, but the worry in his eyes was completely visible to Xiao Yan.
He knew in his heart that the fact his Dou Qi had been drained, leaving him only at Dou Zhi Qi Level 3, would certainly not escape the inspection of the Great Dou Shi.
How could Xiao Zhan not worry when such a thing happened? In his previous life, when he encountered such a situation, he was so scared he almost cried.
"Elders, clansmen, thank you all for coming to visit. However, I am a bit weak right now and need to rest. Please, everyone, return for now."
Xiao Yan looked at the crowd.
"Since that's the case, Xiao Yan, please take good care of yourself. These next two days, I will arrange for the younger generation of the Family to take turns coming to look after you, chat with you, and relieve your boredom."
The Grand Elder nodded, and with a dozen or so clansmen, including Xiao Zhan, they grandly left Xiao Yan's small room.
After everyone left, Xiao Yan, relying on his Soul Power that far surpassed his peers, could faintly hear the discussions outside the window.
"Xiao Yan's Cultivation mishap this time is no ordinary small matter. His Cultivation has actually fallen directly to Dou Zhi Qi Level 3. What an enormous loss this is."
The Grand Elder's voice rang out.
"The Dou Qi Cultivation stage is the most fragile for the human body. The Cultivation time will likely be extremely long. Even if Xiao Yan recovers, it will probably take several years or even longer to Cultivate back to a Dou Zhe."
The Third Elder stated directly, "Compared to this major drop in Cultivation, what I'm more worried about is that his Cultivation Aptitude will be affected in the future."
"No matter what, Yan's illness must be treated quickly. Even if it means exhausting the Family's resources, we must cure him."
Xiao Zhan's heavy voice sounded.
Listening to the discussions outside the window, Xiao Yan couldn't help but show a wry smile.
In his previous life, when he had just become a 'cripple,' these three Elders still valued him considerably. After all, even from a purely utilitarian perspective, he was the future pillar of the Family.
It was a pity that over the next three years, as his Dou Qi remained stagnant, the expressions of these three became increasingly cold.
Xiao Yan didn't blame them. One could only say that people were always like this; seeking advantage and avoiding harm was human nature. Not everyone could treat others equally when they were down and out.
The discussions outside the window gradually faded. Xiao Yan laboriously sat up, his delicate young face no longer showing the panic of his previous life, but only endless calm.
It was a sense of composure, of having the overall situation in hand.
In his previous life, without any reliance, he could still rise against adversity and reach the Peak of the Dou Qi Continent, and even this Universe.
Now, with his Rebirth, although his Cultivation had once again fallen to rock bottom, the valuable experience accumulated over tens of thousands of years and the heart of a powerful expert honed by countless trials had returned with him to the present.
Outside the window, the trees were lush, gradually blocking the scorching sunlight. The high summer temperature brought the sound of cicadas from outside the window.
Faint sunlight filtered through the window, scattering onto the young man's face. Light and shadow were distinct yet blurred at this moment, as innocence and vicissitudes intertwined on that delicate young face.
Xiao Yan gently stroked the ancient ring on his finger, a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
"It's just a bit of hardship."
This new book will still be a harem story. Of course, this time, to make the heroines more three-dimensional, their number will be relatively fewer.
This book will focus more on emotional depth in the harem aspect, which is also a challenge for my character development. I hope all readers will support it.
By the way, I recommend the 2.2 million-word old book, "Emperor's Son Xiao Yan." Those interested can check it out.
I wish everyone more and more money, and bigger and bigger dicks.