In the northwestern part of the Dou Qi Continent , Utan City was as peaceful as ever.
Morning sunlight stretched across the rooftops of the Xiao Clan, and the distant shouts of children practicing martial forms echoed through the courtyard.
Among them stood a six-year-old boy dressed in light grey training robes.
Calm.
Observant.
Too calm for his age.
His name was Xiao Feng.
No one in the Xiao Clan knew that the boy they saw today was not entirely the same child from a week ago.
Because a few days ago—
He remembered dying.
Memories from another world.
It did not happen dramatically.
There was no lightning. No heavenly voice.
Only a dream.
A dream that felt too real.
In it, he was no longer Xiao Feng of the Xiao Clan.
He was a 22-year-old engineering graduate in a modern world without Dou Qi or cultivation. He remembered the weight of textbooks, the pressure of final exams, the nervous excitement of campus placements.
He remembered holding his graduation certificate proudly.
He remembered calling his parents.
He remembered the road at night.
Bright headlights.
A sharp sound.
Then darkness.
When he woke from that dream, the memories did not fade. They remained, Clear. Complete.
Two lifetimes merged inside the body of a seven-year-old child.
For three days, Xiao Feng had remained silent, pretending nothing had changed. He observed the clan, the servants, the familiar stone paths of Utan City.
Everything matched the fragments from those strange memories.
This was the Dou Qi Continent.
This was the Xiao Clan.
And somewhere in this courtyard, a younger child was destined to shake the heavens.
Across the yard, a nearly five-year-old boy stubbornly repeated his stance, sweat forming on his forehead. "Again!" the boy shouted, refusing help from the servants. Xiao Feng watched quietly.
That child was his cousin named Xiao Yan who is The future legend ,The future fallen genius , The future Flame Emperor.
If his regained memories were correct, disaster had not yet struck. Gu Xun'er had not arrived yet. The clan was still intact.
The timeline had barely begun to move. Which meant — He had time to change the future.
Being six years old with the mind of a 22-year-old was unsettling.
Children around him worried about sweets and games.
He thought about survival.
In his previous life, he had struggled through exams, competition, and uncertainty. He had learned patience, calculation, and how cruel reality could be.
This world was even more brutal.
Here, strength was law.
Without power, even a clan could be erased overnight.
Xiao Feng clenched his small fist slightly.
"I won't be ordinary again," he murmured.
In his last life, he had no special talent.
But in this one—
He was born into a cultivation clan.
And he knew the future.
That alone was an advantage beyond measure.
Within the Xiao Clan, Xiao Feng's position was somewhat unique.
His father was the elder brother of Xiao Zhan, the current clan leader of Utan City's Xiao Clan.
Unlike the main branch, which had several descendants, Xiao Feng's father had only one child. Him.
Because of this, many members of the clan treated Xiao Feng with a mixture of affection and expectation. Being the only son of the elder brother meant he carried the pride of that branch of the family.
However, Xiao Feng had never been arrogant.
From a young age, he had been quiet and polite, often helping younger children during training and greeting elders respectfully. His calm temperament made him well-liked among both the younger generation and the older members of the clan.
Even the clan servants spoke kindly of him.
Among the younger generation, the person closest to him was naturally Xiao Yan.
Since Xiao Yan was the son of the clan leader, the two cousins often trained and played together while growing up. Xiao Feng was a year older, so Xiao Yan had always called him Cousin Feng with admiration .
Unlike many others who praised Xiao Yan for his extraordinary talent, Xiao Feng simply treated him like family.
To Xiao Yan, that made him one of the most trustworthy people in the clan.
The two often sparred in the training yard, studied basic cultivation techniques together, and occasionally sneaked out of the estate to explore the nearby hills.
To outsiders, they simply looked like two close cousins.
But now, after regaining memories of his previous life, Xiao Feng understood something far more important.
This cheerful child running around the courtyard would one day carry the fate of the entire continent.
Xiao Feng looked toward the training field where Xiao Yan was practicing with determination.
A faint smile appeared on his face.
he thought in his mind "In this life…"
"I'll walk that path with you."