A Century Early in the Battle of Dou Qi

Zhao Yannian's eyes widened like copper bells as he looked at Zhao Li, a hint of disbelief on his face, followed by a sudden realization.

He instantly understood what was wrong. Zhao Li's attitude towards his father showed none of the usual reserve a junior would have towards an elder.

"Hmm, not calling me elder brother anymore?"

Zhao Li nodded, wanting to tease this precocious Little Guy a bit, and joked.

Confirmed, Zhao Yannian immediately became reserved, scratching his head, kicking his feet, opening and closing the fan in his hand, no longer having his previous carefree demeanor:

"Uncle Zhao Li, why didn't you say anything when you came back? And you even secretly went to the Academy, were you trying to see us make fools of ourselves?"

He remembered the whispered conversation he'd had with Zhao Li, and his face turned red.

Zhao Li, however, said seriously:

"No, what you said was very good, very impressive. And you are also very good. Don't worry, I will definitely persuade your father to let you go out and broaden your horizons."

As the two spoke, Zhao Ze appeared before them, his face filled with pleasant surprise:

"Little Li, it really is you! When did you come back?"

Before Zhao Li could speak, Zhao Yannian chimed in weakly:

"Dad, can we go in first?"

Zhao Ze seemed to just notice him, glancing over:

"Adults are talking, children shouldn't interrupt. Go play by yourself."

Zhao Yannian looked as if he had been granted a great amnesty and scurried away.

Seeing this, Zhao Ze said to Zhao Li:

"That kid is like that, don't mind him. Come on, let's go in. Ah, although I knew from a young age that Great Qian wouldn't be able to keep you, I didn't expect that once you left, it would be ten years."

He sighed with emotion, putting an arm around Zhao Li and walking into the small courtyard. From a young age, Zhao Li was different from others; he didn't like to play and always did things that others found meaningless.

After cultivating, his talent was astonishing, and coupled with his identity as Lin Lan's disciple, he was the "child from another family" in the clan's mouth from a young age.

Zhao Li smiled, looking at the fleeing Zhao Yannian, and praised him generously:

"He's very good, Brother Ze. Look, does he have a Teacher? If not, how about I teach him?"

Zhao Li really liked Zhao Yannian.

Zhao Ze understood Zhao Li's meaning, somewhat disbelieving, and asked in return:

"Really?"

He knew Zhao Li's capabilities. Just the things Zhao Li left for the clan ten years ago significantly improved the Zhao Family. Ten years had passed, and he was probably at a level Zhao Ze couldn't even imagine...

Zhao Li nodded, very certain:

"Yes, this kid suits my temperament very well. I just don't know what he thinks."

"Don't worry, he worships you very much. If he knew he could become your disciple, he would be incredibly happy."

Zhao Ze naturally knew his son's character. Moreover, the Academy Zhao Li established over the years had indeed subtly influenced the younger generation in many ways. At the very least, many young people's thinking was much broader compared to their own.

Zhao Li didn't commit, but when talking with Zhao Yannian, he did faintly feel that the kid admired him somewhat. After a slight pause, he said:

"Yannian told me you never let him go out, Brother Ze. True prodigies aren't raised in a greenhouse. In the future, you should still let him go out. If you're worried, I'll personally be his Path Protector!"

Saying this, Zhao Li revealed a trace of his aura for a fleeting moment to increase his persuasiveness.

Instantly, Zhao Ze felt immense terror and froze for a moment, unable to do anything.

Zhao Li reached out and placed his hand on Zhao Ze's back, gently pressing down, causing his Dou Qi to become active and begin orderly regulation and repair.

Zhao Ze recovered, a storm raging in his heart. He swallowed and asked:

"Little Li, you, you..."

His voice trembled, and he didn't continue. He had just reached the Dou King Realm and truly couldn't imagine what Realm Zhao Li had reached.

Amidst his shock, Zhao Ze didn't dwell on Zhao Li's strength. He sighed and explained:

"I know everything you said, but he's still young. There's no need to rush him going out. When his strength is greater in the future, he'll have more protection when he goes out. Ah, his mother is gone, and I'm really afraid he'll leave me too."

Saying this, his expression became downcast:

"Forget it, if he wants to go, then let him. With you there, I'm at ease."

Zhao Li patted him, comforting and assuring him:

"Brother Ze, don't worry, Yannian is also my nephew. I won't let anything happen to him. It's been a long time since we've seen each other, we must have a good drink! Let's go!"

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At the table, Zhao Ning and Zhao Hongyu were both called here by Zhao Ze. They chatted and drank. Over the years, they also had their own experiences, which were equally wonderful.

Zhao Yannian buried his head in his food, occasionally hearing secrets or embarrassing stories he couldn't possibly imagine on a normal day. He listened with a trembling heart, afraid they would suddenly look at him and give him a warning not to reveal anything.

He had absolutely no confidence in his mouth, which seemed to operate almost independently of his brain.

"Yannian, what are you spacing out for? Bring the wine, pour for your uncles!"

Zhao Ze finished another bowl of wine, grabbed the wine jar, which was already empty, and seeing Zhao Yannian with his head down, called out.

Zhao Yannian flinched and quickly slipped away, muttering to himself:

This is so annoying. You guys are having fun, talking non-stop. I wasn't involved in any of the things you're talking about, so I don't know anything. All I can do is force a smile on the side. I can't leave either. Dad, just let me go! Ugh, this is torture.

He felt completely uncomfortable being around his elders.

His troubled expression made the others laugh. Zhao Hongyu seemed to see the past Zhao Li in him, only Zhao Li used to be annoyed by kids his own age. She said with some emotion:

"I can't believe in the blink of an eye, even Yannian is this big. Heh, Little Li, this kid's personality is pretty much the opposite of yours. He talks a lot and can chat with anyone."

Zhao Li nodded and said seriously:

"Indeed. Besides that, he's also a genius, which is very similar to me."

Hearing this, everyone looked at Zhao Li in unison, hoping he would have some shame. Even if it was true, who praises themselves like that?

But they were disappointed. Zhao Li looked completely oblivious and said something that made them want to hit him:

"Why are you looking at me? Am I wrong? Yannian's talent is really strong."

Zhao Ning nodded repeatedly like a pecking chicken, his face devoid of life, extremely perfunctory:

"Ah, yes, yes, yes, everything you say is right. It's just that I can't understand the world of geniuses like you."

Zhao Ze's joy was evident when he heard his son being praised:

"It's just that he had a good opportunity. If it weren't for the Cultivation Technique you left behind, who knows how long it would have taken him to break through to Dou Disciple. How did your brain even come up with this Body Refining method? Its effects are extraordinary."

Even for them, after cultivating the Cultivation Technique Zhao Li left for the family, not only did they improve quickly, but even their subsequent cultivation became a bit easier than before.

Hearing this, Zhao Li sighed:

"Unfortunately, cultivating it does require not low talent, otherwise the effect is minimal."

Even though he had broken down the Cultivation Technique so that one could perform Body Refining and Foundation Establishment at the Dou Qi Stage, and this world had abundant heaven and earth energy to assist, only a minority could successfully refine their Skin and Membrane, Muscles and Bones, and Flesh and Blood.

More often, it was only after advancing to Dou Disciple and being able to use Internal Sight that they could slowly cultivate it. However, there was still a blank period before they succeeded, during which they couldn't control their Dou Qi attribute to transform into the one most suitable for them!

Seeing Zhao Li's somewhat regretful expression, Zhao Ning was still not satisfied and joked with a hint of exaggeration:

"You can lower the cultivation threshold for Dou Master, Great Dou Master, and even Dou Spirit to the Dou Disciple stage, and you're still not satisfied? Tsk, I really can't understand the thoughts of a monster."

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