Btth: Second chance of Xiao yan

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The world was blurred in Xiao Yan's vision as he slowly stirred awake. The first thing he noticed was the smell—fresh herbs, wood, and the faint aroma of a familiar scent that calmed his nerves. His small hands clenched the fabric beneath him, and a sense of confusion clouded his thoughts.

He blinked, trying to adjust to the light filtering through the cracks in the room. The gentle morning sun bathed the room in a soft, golden glow, but something was wrong. It didn't feel right. Something had changed. Something huge.

His tiny fingers slowly moved up to touch his forehead, where a dull ache resonated. It was as if his mind was struggling to piece together fragments of memories that didn't belong to a three-year-old.

Suddenly, it hit him.

Flashes.

Memories, his memories, came flooding back.

He wasn't just Xiao Yan, a helpless child from the Xiao Clan. He was the older Xiao Yan—the boy who had fought in countless battles, one who had faced the world, lost everything, and rebuilt himself. He had been through so much, made so many enemies, and learned unimaginable powers. But now… he was back in his younger body, his past memories awakening as if they had never left.

His heart pounded in his chest as the realization hit him: he had a second chance.

This isn't a dream… this is real. Xiao Yan's thoughts raced as he fought to grasp the significance of what was happening. He was just three years old, and yet he held the wisdom of his future self in his mind. His memories, his experiences—they were all there.

But more than that, there was something else. A strange presence lingered in the back of his mind, not quite a voice but more of a sensation, like an invisible force that seemed to hum with energy. It was unlike anything Xiao Yan had ever encountered. His eyes widened as he focused on it, and then—it spoke.

"Welcome, Xiao Yan. You have unlocked the Tenfold Cultivation System. This system will increase your cultivation speed by ten times. Use it wisely."

The voice was calm, detached, yet filled with an undeniable power. Xiao Yan's breath hitched in surprise. A cultivation system? A system that could multiply his cultivation by ten times? Could this be the opportunity he had always dreamed of?

His hands trembled as the energy surged through his body, pulsing with an intensity he had never felt before. It was as if his very soul resonated with the force within him, guiding him. His mind could hardly keep up with the flood of information.

Without thinking, Xiao Yan's body instinctively shifted into a meditative position. He closed his eyes, focusing deeply. His small chest rose and fell as he centered his thoughts. As if in response to his focus, the energy in his dantian began to flow, slowly at first, like a trickle, but then faster. The sensation was indescribable—a warm, tingling feeling that spread through his limbs.

"Your cultivation has activated. Dou Qi flowing. System engaged. Cultivation speed multiplied by ten."

Xiao Yan's heart skipped a beat. This was no ordinary power. He had always known that the path of cultivation was arduous, but with this system, everything had changed. The energy continued to surge within him, faster than he could control. His small body, previously weak and fragile, was now absorbing the energy at a speed he had only dreamed of.

The system's presence in his mind offered guidance, instructions on how to harness the power, but Xiao Yan couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. Could he really grow stronger this quickly?

The old Xiao Yan, the one who had struggled to climb the cultivation ranks, was nothing compared to the one awakening now. His future self had faced countless obstacles, but with the Tenfold Cultivation System, everything was different. He could feel it. This time, he would not be weak. This time, he would be unstoppable.

Xiao Yan opened his eyes, the golden light of the morning now filling the room. He could see the world with new clarity, with the power of a cultivator at the edge of greatness coursing through his veins.

But with this newfound power came a question. How would he use it?

The memories of his previous life—of the battles, the betrayals, and the sacrifices—flooded back into his mind, along with the lessons learned. Power, he had learned, was a dangerous thing. It could protect those you loved, but it could also tear everything apart. His heart clenched with the weight of the future, a future that could no longer be avoided.

Xiao Yan slowly stood up, his tiny feet finding their balance as he took a tentative step forward. His hands were steady now, his body no longer just that of a child, but a vessel of untapped potential. His eyes, bright with determination, looked out the window at the vast world before him.

The path ahead was clear—one of cultivation, growth, and power. He knew there would be many challenges, but for the first time, Xiao Yan felt ready.

His future had already begun.

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End of Chapter 1

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