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As the green pearl healed his body, the dizziness and disorientation slowly faded away. He finally managed to stand up, wondering whether he should attempt to escape or simply let that woman vent her suppressed anger, then see what happened afterwards. Clearly, she had no intention of killing him, for he was still alive. However, the healing process he had undergone so far was anything but comfortable.
"Hmph," the woman noticed his healing wounds and was genuinely surprised. To nd an injury required the use of spiritual energy and infusing it with one’s elental affinity. Yet, this healing process hadn’t used spiritual energy at all. Any utilization of energy would cause fluctuations, but no such fluctuations appeared during the healing, suggesting that this man’s body concealed so hidden secrets.
"You boy, what is your na?" she asked, letting herself drop into a comfortable chair in the room, her eyes fixed on Yan Xiaobao.
"I’m Yan Xiaobao," he replied honestly, looking at the woman. Although he had been mistreated, he dared not show any disrespect. This woman was truly strong — so strong that she could likely kill him with just a thought. She was probably even more powerful than Zhong Hui, whom he had encountered in the Dragon Core.
"Yan Xiaobao. Tell , how did you end up sharing your body with this disgusting little bird inside you?" Wang Qiao asked as she gestured to the chair in front of her. Yan Xiaobao quickly sat down at her signal.
"I co from another plane," he began. "Unlike this plane, which lacks martial arts training or internal energy. I’m from a plane we call Earth." Yan Xiaobao started narrating his origins, and Wang Qiao listened intently, clearly intrigued by his words.
"In that world, knowledge is what matters. The more you know, the better you perform in society. Killing is strongly opposed, and physical strength gets you nowhere."
"I lived in that world for twenty-four years," Yan Xiaobao recounted, his story captivating Wang Qiao imnsely. Her eyes widened with astonishnt. Though imnsely powerful herself, she had never been to another world before. After all, she was not God.
"When I was twenty-four years old, I ca across a shop selling ancient Chinese antiques. One of the items was a beautiful hairpin adorned with a blue phoenix."
"This hairpin unexpectedly contained the soul of Lan Feng. After he successfully killed and struck my heart, the two of us were forcibly reincarnated into this world, which appears to be his holand."
Upon hearing this brief explanation of his backstory, Wang Qiao raised an eyebrow, noting that the young man’s tone contained neither bitterness nor regret. It was as if he was entirely at peace with his past and content to live in the present created by the phoenix within him.
"Tell , how did you end up here?" she asked again. "Your strength is far from sufficient to enter the Divine Domain through natural ans."
Hearing this, Yan Xiaobao nodded slightly, a hint of regret flashing across his expression at having entered the Divine Domain. If he had more ti, he certainly would’ve attempted to enter the Siban Empire or Moon Province instead. Compared to Chenyuan, those places were far easier to traverse. Chenyuan was infamous for being a land one couldn’t leave upon entry.
"Certain events unfolded in Liluo City. So of my friends were exiled, and on the other hand, I needed a place to hide for a while. Considering we all needed training, we entered the Holy Dungeon. Various things happened — one might say things related to Zhong Hui transpired to be precise — and we ended up having to split up. When I passed through the Vermilion Bird Tunnel and ultimately entered the Divine Domain, my friends had already returned to the surface," he explained.
Upon hearing that the young man and Lan Feng had encountered Zhong Hui, the woman froze in surprise. Unlike Lan Feng, she was aware of everything occurring across the plane; after all, she was one of the top forces in this plane.
"I see, so the chaos within the Dragon Army was caused by you and Lan Feng? I see that annoying little bird is still full of mischief." Wang Qiao’s lips curled into a growing smile, as though finding it amusing despite her brows furrowing deeply.
"You said Zhong Hui appeared, yet you’re still alive and not a part of his Frozen Brigade. That’s... remarkable."
"The Frozen Brigade?" Yan Xiaobao asked curiously. He recalled the domain Zhong Hui unleashed — an ability that froze the world and immobilized humanity on a global scale. It was the most horrifying power he had ever experienced, and every ti he thought of the young Zhong Hui, fear gripped his heart.
"I don’t know what he wants from ," Yan Xiaobao sighed honestly. "He helped escape the Dragon Core but refused to let travel with my friends, stating that he would kill anyone I befriended within the Holy Dungeon."
At this, she couldn’t help but arch a brow. The Frozen General was not known for helping others, especially if it involved doing sothing significant. And dismantling the Dragon Army was indeed significant.
Yan Xiaobao barely had enough power to be considered a prodigy among the younger generation. His training speed was astonishing, and his actual combat experience far outstripped that of his peers. However, considering the nurous individuals who had assisted him and his utilization of the purest Qi, he wasn’t ranked highly enough to be viewed as one of the top figures of the younger generation. The fact that the Frozen General took an interest in him indicated that the general was aware of so of the secrets the young man was hiding.
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