"Who are you?"
Xiao Yan looked at the floating phantom in front of him with some
surprise. After thinking for a while, he suddenly lowered his head and sighed,
"I know, you are also a poor soul captured by that she-devil Nalan Yanran.
Alas, I never thought that I would have someone to accompany me in the end. I
never thought that I was not the only victim. That's good. I won't feel lonely on
the road to the Yellow Springs."
"Wake up! I wasn't kidnapped by this little girl!" When Yao Lao saw Xiao
Yan close his eyes again and try to commit suicide, he suddenly stepped
forward and gave him a sharp rap on the head.
"Ouch, that hurts!" Xiao Yan sat down on the ground, clutching his head
and rubbing the large bump on his forehead. He looked at the old man in midair and asked, "So where did you come from?"
"I came from here." The old man pointed to the storage ring on Xiao Yan's
hand.
"Here?" Xiao Yan looked at the storage ring on his hand. "You live in this
storage ring?"
"Yes," the old man nodded, "but I still thank you for your three years of
offerings, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to wake up."
"Three years of offerings…" Xiao Yan looked at the storage ring on his
hand, pondered for a moment, and suddenly understood something. His face
immediately darkened, and he suppressed his anger as he asked the old man,
"Could it be that you were the one who caused me to lose all my fighting spirit
for those three years?"
"Exactly." The old man didn't shy away from the boy's angry question, and
nodded with a smile.
"You bastard!!!"
The boy angrily swung his fist at the old man, but the old man was just a
spirit, and the boy's fist easily passed through it, unable to hit the old man at
all. However, the boy didn't care about that anymore. The grievances and
anger that had been accumulating in his heart for many years exploded. In
particular, the humiliation he had suffered in the past month had made him
completely lose his mind. Even in his impotent rage, he still kept swinging his
fists and kicking at the glowing air in front of him.
"Do you know how much humiliation I've suffered these past three years
because I lost all my fighting spirit?! And all the humiliation Nalan Yanran
inflicted on me is because of you!"
The boy kicked, roared, and cried, while the old man remained silent,
watching the boy vent his anger on him.
Finally, after an unknown amount of time, the boy, exhausted from
fighting and crying, slumped to the ground in despair. At this moment, the old
man floated to his side and earnestly advised him, "Little boy, calm down. I
have brought you good news."
"Come on, what good news could you possibly have?"
The boy sneered and turned his head away. "I've lost all my fighting spirit
now, I'm just a piece of trash. And now I'm being played like this by Nalan
Yanran. No one can find me. Do you think you can save me?"
"Heh, trash?" the old man said with a mysterious smile. "Try circulating
your battle qi again."
"Hmph, what are you up to now, old man… Huh?"
Although the boy disregarded the old man's words, he still tried to
circulate his battle qi. However, he stopped mid-sentence, "I… how did I
become a fifth-level battle qi user?"
"Haha, that's right, isn't it?" The old man stroked his beard and laughed.
"Do you know why that's the case?"
"Why?" The sudden good news made Xiao Yan feel a little happy, and he
was also interested in listening to the old man continue.
"I have a very unique cultivation technique. Actually, I woke up a month
ago. The reason I didn't show myself immediately was to test how well you
were compatible with this technique. Every time I took over your body while
you were asleep, I used your body to circulate this technique. Now it seems
that the compatibility is quite high. No, you could say that this technique was
tailor-made for you."
The old man laughed.
"Cultivation techniques? Aren't those things only available after you reach
the level of a Fighter?" the young man asked, voicing his doubts.
"Hehe, little one, you're quite clever."
The old man smiled and said, "What I'm using on you now is not the
complete technique, but some cultivation methods I've extracted from it. Even
if you're not a fighter, you can still use these methods to cultivate."
The old man paused and then said, "Once you become a fighter and
cultivate the complete version of the technique, your cultivation speed will
advance by leaps and bounds."
"Then… what is this technique called? What's so special about it?" Xiao Yan
finally asked the most crucial question.
"This technique is called the Burning Technique. Actually, it's perfectly fine
to treat it as an ordinary technique, but if you're in a specific environment, the
cultivation speed will double," the old man explained proudly.
"A specific environment?" Xiao Yan looked at the old man in confusion,
then glanced around and understood. He pointed to the smelly stockings
surrounding him. "You mean this is the environment you're talking about?"
"Haha, that's right, this is the environment."
The old man nodded in satisfaction. "By absorbing women's foot sweat
and foot odor, you can greatly increase your cultivation speed. Especially in
your current situation, where you've been reduced to the size of an ant and are
being used as an insole by a woman, constantly receiving the nourishment of
her foot sweat, the cultivation effect is optimal."
"Pfft!!" Xiao Yan spat out a mouthful of saliva. "Cultivating under a girl's
feet is the most effective? What nonsense are you talking about? There's no
such thing as a cultivation technique!"
"The Burning Technique is a fire-attribute cultivation method. Fire is an
extremely yang element, and prolonged cultivation can damage the body. It
needs to be neutralized by an extremely yin element. Women are inherently
yin in nature, and their feet are the most yin of all. The sweat secreted from
their feet is the essence of their extremely yin nature."
The old man ignored Xiao Yan's sneer and continued to explain, "Not only
that, the Burning Flame Technique has an even more important function: it
can devour various kinds of strange flames and fuse them within the body.
Strange flames are the most yang things in the Dou Qi Continent, and it is
extremely risky to devour them directly. However, if you add the essence
extracted from women's foot sweat and use the Burning Flame Technique, the
success rate of devouring and fusing strange flames will be much higher."
"Is what you said… all true?" Seeing the old man's earnest explanation,
Xiao Yan's initial skepticism turned into doubt.
"Do I look like I'm joking with you?" the old man said seriously, looking at
Xiao Yan.
"Even so, I don't need it."
Xiao Yan turned his head to the side, but a hint of hesitation could be
heard in his voice, "What's the point of a real man hiding in a woman's shoes,
being trampled on and used as an insole? Even if it makes him stronger, what's
the point?"
"Hehe, little kid, you actually quite like this feeling, don't you?" The old
man stroked his beard and chuckled as he looked at the hesitant Xiao Yan.
"What did you say?!" Xiao Yan jumped up as if his tail had been stepped on.
"How could I like this feeling? I wish I could kill her right now!"
"Hehe, what you can't accept is actually the humiliation that comes with
your self-esteem, not the feeling itself."
The old man chuckled, "Actually, if you set aside the humiliation of losing
your dignity, you really like this feeling. Otherwise, how do you explain why
you can't help but ejaculate every time this little girl steps on you?"
"I…I…" The old man's words left Xiao Yan speechless.
"Little kid, don't think I don't know you're a hardcore foot fetishist, right?"
The old man dropped another bombshell, leaving Xiao Yan frozen in place.
"Although I was asleep before, I was fully aware of everything that
happened around me. Don't think I don't know what you and that little girl
named Xun'er are always doing, and what you were up to when you sneaked
into her room in the middle of the night. What's even more interesting is your
cousin Xiao Yu. What's your real relationship like in private? What do you do
in the woods behind the mountain every night? Hehe, do you want me to tell
you everything one by one?"
The old man's words made Xiao Yan lower his head instantly, unable to
utter another word, because everything the old man said was true. Xiao Yan
had indeed had an unusual fascination with girls' feet since childhood.
Needless to say, he often sneaked into Xun'er's room under the pretext of
nourishing his meridians to touch her feet.
His secret relationship with his cousin Xiao Yu was a secret known only to
the two of them—oh, and now there's another one.
Xiao Yan is not only a foot fetishist, but also a bit of a mature woman
fetishist. He prefers the feet of mature women, so compared to the still young
Xun'er, his cousin Xiao Yu, who had already developed into a mature woman,
was more to his liking.
Although Xiao Yu, Xiao Yan's cousin, wasn't a top-tier beauty, her long legs
and slender, shapely feet were Xiao Yan's favorite "toys" when he was a child.
Don't be fooled by Xiao Yu's usual aggressive and menacing demeanor
towards Xiao Yan. It's all an act to conceal their true relationship. Whenever
they find an opportunity, they'll meet in the woods behind the Xiao family's
mountain. At this time, Xiao Yu, who is usually fierce and aggressive towards
Xiao Yan, becomes unusually shy and docile. She'll take off her shoes and let
Xiao Yan play with her feet, whether they're wearing stockings or are bare.
She'll even let Xiao Yan tie her up and tickle her soles.
This was always the happiest time for Xiao Yan. Even after Xiao Yan lost
his fighting spirit, Xiao Yu's attitude towards him remained unchanged, which
moved Xiao Yan deeply.
Later, Xiao Yu left Wutan City for Canaan Academy, and Xiao Yan was
somewhat disappointed for a long time because he couldn't play with his
cousin's beautiful feet.
"Well? Little one, are you willing to try my technique now?" The old man
saw that Xiao Yan was silent and knew that he was about to persuade him, so
he smiled and continued.
"I…I can give it a try." Xiao Yan finally gritted his teeth and nodded, after
all, he had no other choice at this point. Moreover, this cultivation technique
really…tempted him.
"By the way, I have another suggestion regarding this technique. You
should choose to practice in the shoes of women who are much stronger than
you, because you can improve your strength faster by practicing in their shoes.
While it may have some effect in the shoes of ordinary women, it is negligible
in comparison."
The old man continued, "For example, this little girl named Nalan Yanran
is at the Dou Zhe level. If you cultivate under her feet, you can reach the Dou
Zhe level in a short time. But if you want to go further and surpass her in a
short time, you must find a woman stronger than Yanran and become her
insole. Otherwise, your cultivation results will only be in sync with Nalan
Yanran's. Similarly, if you cultivate under the feet of a Dou Huang, you can
reach the Dou Huang level in a very short time. If you cultivate under the feet
of a Dou Zong, you can quickly reach the Dou Zong level. Do you
understand?"
"Does reaching the level of a Fighter require you to find a new target?"
Xiao Yan lowered his head and pondered, "Fine, let's deal with the current
predicament first, and deal with the rest later. At worst, I'll defeat her and then
escape."
"So, little one, you agree?" the old man asked with a smile.
"Hmm," Xiao Yan nodded, "In that case, I'll try the technique you
mentioned."
"Then hurry up and become my disciple." The old man stroked his beard,
adopting the air of a reclusive sage.
"Master, please accept my bow." Xiao Yan immediately knelt on the ground
and kowtowed to the old man, saying, "I do not yet know your name, Master."
"My name is Yao Chen, and I am an alchemist. People call me Venerable
Yao, and those who are close to me call me Elder Yao," Elder Yao said solemnly.
"Thank you for accepting me as your disciple, Teacher Xie." Xiao Yan
bowed again. "However, I have one more question."
"you say."
"Did you also use this method to become stronger, teacher?" Xiao Yan
asked curiously. "I wonder if you had the honor of being someone's insole?"
Upon hearing this, the old doctor blushed and coughed a few times, saying,
"Ahem, well, you'll know later. Let's not worry about that now. Let me teach
you cultivation."
"Haha, okay."
Xiao Yan laughed heartily, his laughter filled with joy. The gloom that had
been building up in his heart for the past month, no, for more than three years,
was finally swept away at this moment. Xiao Yan could see a bright future and
the hope of regrouping.
"Just you wait, Nalan Yanran. Although I admit it feels pretty good to be
your insole, I won't stand for being humiliated and toyed with like this. Once I
become stronger, I will definitely repay you for all the humiliation I've
suffered."
Xiao Yan clenched his fist and silently said to himself.