Battle Through the Heavens: Emperor's Son Xiao Yan

Chapter 107 Resurrection

After the jade box was opened, a rose-like flower with petals of its own color lay quietly inside.

Even the occasional fragrance of flowers can invigorate one's soul.

"Not bad, this Seven-Colored Illusionary Spirit Saliva is quite pure." Xiao Yan nodded.

Even within the Xiao clan, such things are not plentiful; these kinds of soul-type treasures are very difficult to cultivate.

Even the current Soul Nourishing Ground of the Xiao Clan was built using the technology of the Soul Clan back then.

"Step back a little," Xiao Yan said softly, taking out the Seven-Colored Illusionary Spirit Saliva.

"Oh." Nalan Yanran obediently took two steps back.

Xiao Yan slowly raised his right hand, and a black and white flame shot out from his palm.

"Is this...is this a strange fire?" Nalan Yanran looked at the magical flame in front of her with curious eyes. In addition to the high temperature that made her afraid, the flame also carried a kind of natural charm.

It looks quite amazing.

"Not bad." Xiao Yan was quite patient with beautiful women, and explained, "This strange fire is called Yin-Yang Twin Flames."

"That's amazing." Nalan Yanran blinked.

"Brother Xiao Yan, are you still an alchemist?"

"Of course." Xiao Yan smiled and tossed the seven-colored phlegm into the strange fire.

As soon as the seven-colored rose entered the flames, it released light to resist the burning of the strange fire. However, this light was obviously not enough in the face of the Yin-Yang Holy Flame.

"Judging from your alchemy skills, they seem to be of a fairly high grade," Nalan Yanran asked softly.

"It's just so-so, only a seventh-grade." Xiao Yan chatted calmly with Nalan Yanran while using the Yin-Yang Sacred Flame to roast the Seven-Colored Illusionary Spirit Saliva.

"Seventh, seventh rank." An incredulous look appeared on Nalan Yanran's pretty face.

"How is that possible? How could someone your age be a seventh-grade alchemist?" Her little mind went blank again.

She had dealt with many alchemists in the Yunlan Sect, so she naturally knew that improving an alchemist's rank was much more difficult than cultivating battle qi.

While one can make rapid progress in martial arts cultivation with enough talent, alchemy requires a vast accumulation of knowledge and experience.

"Nothing is impossible. Haven't you seen enough impossibilities these past few days?" Xiao Yan smiled nonchalantly.

"Damn it, he tricked me again." Nalan Yanran's face fell, revealing a hint of despair.

"It seems I'll never be able to catch up with you in this lifetime."

"My family has accumulated wealth over a thousand years. Do you think you can catch up with me by studying hard for ten years?" Xiao Yan chuckled inwardly, tempting him, "Actually, it's not impossible."

"How could I possibly catch up with your cultivation level?" Nalan Yanran asked listlessly.

"There is actually a way to quickly bring your cultivation level close to mine."

"What method?" Nalan Yanran asked curiously.

"Cultivate with me."

"Go to hell!" Her pretty face flushed slightly.

"You've already broken off the engagement, what's the point of talking about dual cultivation?"

"If I can't be your wife, you can be my concubine, Yanran. Although your cultivation is low, your looks are average, and your breasts aren't big, I can still tolerate you."

Xiao Yan said seriously.

Nalan Yanran's face flushed red with anger.

"Listen to yourself, are you even speaking human language?"

"Alright, I was just kidding. Actually, you're quite pretty. I was a little regretful about breaking off the engagement back then," Xiao Yan comforted him.

Nalan Yanran's expression improved slightly, but for some reason, she felt even more disappointed.

"Just what kind of powerful background does that girl who replaced me have?" For some reason, she suddenly felt a little jealous of the girl who replaced her.

"Although your breasts are quite small."

Xiao Yan's next words plunged her into anger once again.

The two stopped talking and sat quietly by the lake, watching the black and white flames gradually burn away the Seven-Colored Illusionary Spirit Saliva, eventually turning it into a ball of colorful liquid.

Just then, the master bedroom door suddenly opened, and Ya Fei, who had changed into a clean set of clothes, came out.

"Are you awake?" Xiao Yan glanced at Ya Fei.

"I'm awake." Ya Fei swayed her alluring waist as she walked to the lakeside and saw Nalan Yanran beside Xiao Yan.

Suddenly, she stretched, revealing her perfect figure in a white cheongsam.

Those devilish curves suddenly made Nalan Yanran feel envious.

"Sister Yanran is here." Ya Fei looked at Nalan Yanran with her long, narrow eyes, her voice languid, like a little female cat that had just woken up.

"Hello, Sister Yafei." Nalan Yanran greeted her politely, glanced at Yafei, and then looked down at herself.

"It does seem a bit small." A feeling of inferiority suddenly rose in her heart.

Sensing that Ya Fei's fighting spirit was much stronger than it had been at yesterday's auction, Nalan Yanran couldn't help but speak softly.

"Sister Yafei, what level of Dou Shi are you now?"

"Four stars, I guess," Ya Fei said with a light laugh.

"Four-star Dou Shi." Nalan Yanran felt stimulated again.

"Yanran, you don't look well. Are you sick?"

"No, it's nothing." Nalan Yanran clutched her chest.

"Oh, I'll go make some tea." Ya Fei smiled gently and left, swaying her hips, which made Nalan Yanran feel inferior again.

"There's no point in living." Nalan Yanran suddenly felt a sense of despair.

At this moment, Xiao Yan finally finished refining the Seven-Colored Illusionary Spirit Saliva in his hand.

He pulled out a dim white ball of light from somewhere.

Although the orb of light was still dim, it was much brighter than it had been when it was taken out of the Soul Stone three days ago.

"Little girl, thank you." The aged voice reached Nalan Yanran's ears, and the next moment, Nalan Yanran saw Xiao Yan throw the ball of light into the Yin Yang Sacred Flame.

As the ball of light was thrown into the Yin-Yang Sacred Flame, the originally black and white flames suddenly separated, transforming into two yin-yang fish, one black and one white.

The black Yin fish swallowed Yun Potian's soul with a single gulp, while the white Yang fish swallowed the extract of the Seven-Colored Illusionary Spirit Saliva.

Then, the two fish began to swim in a strange manner.

When Yin Yu approached Nalan Yanran, she felt her heart grow colder and her gaze toward Xiao Yan became very calm.

But when Yangyu approached, she felt a sudden warmth in her heart, as if spring had arrived.

At that moment, images of her being with Xiao Yan appeared in her mind.

"This strange fire is so eerie." Nalan Yanran couldn't help but take a few steps back to prevent the effects of the Yin-Yang Twin Flames from interfering with her.

"Different flames all have some special functions." Xiao Yan smiled slightly, and the yin-yang fish continued to swim.

Gradually, the unique medicinal power of the Seven-Colored Illusionary Spirit Saliva slowly merged into the white light cluster.

As the sun sets in the west, a chilling spiritual power emanates from the yin-yang symbol.

A moment later, an ethereal old man flew out from the yin-yang fish, bowing to Xiao Yan with a grateful expression.

"Thank you so much, young friend, for saving my life!"

Thank you so much, Li Xiao, for the 5,000 coins you donated again. Simply praising you is not enough to express my gratitude.

I'm working overtime tonight to add an extra chapter for the top contributor!

(End of this chapter)