Battle Through the Heavens: Emperor's Son Xiao Yan

Chapter 12 Revenge

A thousand years have passed. Do you know how I've spent these past thousand years?

Above the night sky, Void Devouring Flame stood in the air, his eyes empty, and pitch-black flames surged from his body, forming a fireball with a diameter of a thousand feet that illuminated the night sky of Xiao Realm.

For a thousand years, every night was spent standing guard.

"Soul Emperor, I miss you so much. I miss those days when I was the one who lorded it over the Soul Clan." Void Devouring Flame thought to himself, and two drops of black flame involuntarily appeared on his numb face.

The two drops of flame fell naturally, only to be absorbed back by the Void Devouring Flame just before hitting the ground.

"Hehe, I don't even dare to damage the flowers and plants anymore." A trace of sadness appeared on the face of Void Devouring Flame.

Having left the Valley of Different Flames, Xiao Yan naturally had no idea of ​​Void Devouring Flame's current mood. If he did know, he might write a few biographies of him someday on a whim.

For example, "My Thousand Years of Serving as a Buffalo in the Xiao Tribe".

The Untold Story of the Void Devouring Flame and the Pure Lotus Demon Flame

Of course, what he wants to do most right now is to quickly master the Crimson Flame Demon Body so that he can go out and find beautiful women—no, I mean, different kinds of flames.

On a boulder on the back mountain, Xiao Yan stood shirtless, wisps of azure flames weaving through his body, constantly tempering his flesh and bones.

He has been quietly practicing this high-level Earth-rank combat skill for a week now.

This is also a personality shaped by the rich social experience of his previous life. Xiao Yan may seem lazy and idle at times, but once he decides to do something, he will strive to do it perfectly.

Either don't do it at all, or do it decisively and cleanly, without any dragging things out.

Just a few hills away from Xiao Lin's lineage, Xiao Jiande sat in a chair with a ferocious expression.

It has been almost ten days since Xiao Yan broke his leg.

Thanks to the healing pills, Xiao Jiande's injuries had long since healed, but he still couldn't forget the boy's condescending gaze and the pain it had caused him.

"Xiao Yan." Xiao Jiande felt so angry at the mere thought of this name that he almost ground his teeth to powder.

He learned through some inquiries over the past few days that this young man named Xiao Yan was not only the grandson of the leader of the Xiao Lin lineage next door, but also a peerless genius.

A fifteen-year-old nine-star Dou Huang is undoubtedly far ahead of his peers. What's even more infuriating is that he has a Dou Sheng grandfather.

As for the news that Xiao Yan became the Emperor's son, it was mostly known only to some Dou Sheng.

Although the lower and middle classes of the Xiao clan all knew that a new imperial prince had been established in the clan, they did not know who this person was.

Most people assumed that, based on past practice, he was a brilliant and talented martial arts master.

Xiao Jiande once sought out several of his cousins ​​who had already become Dou Zong to avenge him, but to his surprise, these men shook their heads immediately upon hearing Xiao Yan's name.

Are you kidding me? Offending a brilliant and well-connected rising star for the sake of a spoiled brat?

Anyone with a brain knows what to do.

Compared to the painful blows Xiao Yan dealt him, Xiao Jiande's jealousy of Xiao Yan made him resent Xiao Yan even more.

"Xiao Yan! You're right, I really don't dare to directly retaliate against you, I don't even dare to directly retaliate against Xiao Yu, but don't you have any friends?"

"Heh, if I can't get revenge on you, then I'll get revenge on your friends, on those lowly people of that race! I can't beat you, but can't I at least disgust you?"

"At worst, I'll just hide at home and not come out. Even if your grandfather is a Dou Sheng, he can't break the clan rules and forcibly retaliate against me." Xiao Jiande revealed a ferocious, morbid smile.

As the sun and moon alternated, it was unknown whether the Void Devouring Flame and the Pure Lotus Demon Flame were still fighting. On the boulder, Xiao Yan kept his eyes tightly closed.

Suddenly, his eyes snapped open, and within his dark pupils flickered a lion formed from condensed blue flames.

"We've reached the final step." Xiao Yan gently touched his storage ring, and two jade bottles appeared in front of him.

He first opened a small bottle and poured the fiery red liquid inside directly into his mouth.

This is a treasure called Stone Flame Body Refining Elixir, which grows alongside the strange fire 'Volcanic Stone Flame'. The value of such a small bottle of Stone Flame Body Refining Elixir is no less than that of a high-grade seventh-rank pill.

Afterwards, Xiao Yan poured out the dark blue liquid from a jade bottle and applied it to his body.

This is a body-tempering elixir refined by the mother, Yao Xian, using the essence and blood of the eighth-tier magical beast, the Azure Winged Sky Lion, along with various medicinal herbs. It also belongs to the category of seventh-grade pills.

To obtain the old lion's essence blood, Xiao Yan almost wore himself out with his words. In the end, he moved the old lion by offering to borrow "The Romantic Record of the Pure Lotus Demon Saint" in exchange for three drops of essence blood.

As the Stone Flame Body Refining Paste entered his body, a fiery heat rose from Xiao Yan's body. Immediately afterwards, Xiao Yan felt terrifying fire-attribute energy spreading throughout his body.

This energy quickly enters the bloodstream and then flows through the limbs and bones.

"It's so hot!"

Xiao Yan felt as if his whole body was on fire, a terrifying heat burning his entire body until it turned red, like a steamed shrimp.

That wasn't all. The dark blue liquid on his body surface began to slowly seep into Xiao Yan's body through his pores.

With a gurgling sound, the deep blue energy and the fiery red energy quickly met and then condensed into streaks of blue-red energy.

These energies may seem ordinary, but once they are integrated into Xiao Yan's flesh and bones, they begin a terrifying tempering process.

"Holy crap!" Xiao Yan's previously calm state was instantly shattered. His body turned blue and red, and the veins that were not usually noticeable seemed to be about to burst at any moment.

Xiao Yan let out a low growl like a wild beast, then mobilized his primordial beast fire, the Azure Lion Demon Flame, carefully refining the energy into his body.

With the tempering of the Azure Lion Demon Flame, the burning pain became even more terrifying.

"I can't take it anymore. The burning hell described in Buddhist scriptures is nothing more than this."

Xiao Yan's forehead veins bulged, but his expression immediately turned ferocious, his eyes filled with a chilling ruthlessness.

"If you can't even endure this little bit of hardship, what are you talking about when you talk about devouring a strange fire!"

"Heh, in my past life I was able to start from scratch and carve out my own world. In this life, I have such good resources to rely on. It would be a real shame to waste them!"

Xiao Yan suddenly grinned ferociously and abruptly increased his firepower.

The terrifying tempering lasted for nearly an hour, and apart from occasionally letting out a low growl, Xiao Yan made no other move.

Only his bleeding gums, squeezed raw, revealed the extent of his pain.

Everyone thought that this newly emerging genius of the Xiao clan was lazy by nature and just had extraordinary talent.

What people see is only his playful and mischievous side, but few have witnessed Xiao Yan's seriousness and madness when he cultivates in private.

This madness is a kind of ruthlessness that Xiao Yan honed over more than ten years of struggling in society in his previous life. He is ruthless to others, but even more ruthless to himself.

Anyone who can fight their way up from the bottom usually has a decisive and ruthless personality.

Finally, the cyan flames gradually shrank and eventually retreated back to Xiao Yan's body, leaving a cyan lion tattoo on his back.

To cultivate the Crimson Flame Demon Body to its full potential, one needs to temper the body with nine different flames. Each successful tempering with a different flame will leave behind a tattoo resembling the origin of the flame.

The completion of the technique involves refining nine flame tattoos.

The higher the quality of the flame, the stronger the physical body will be. Theoretically speaking, if one uses nine different flames to temper the physical body, the body that has been tempered to perfection can even withstand a Dou Sheng.

However, this is only theoretical, since even the creator, the Flame Demon Venerable, has not tried it.

"Hoo!" Xiao Yan exhaled a breath of turbid air, feeling the terrifying power within his body, as if he could shatter the mountain beneath him with a single punch.

However, he did not try it. After all, it was his own mountain, and he would feel bad if he broke it, and he would also get scolded.

Feeling the terrifying power within him, Xiao Yan stretched, only to find Xiao Yu flying towards him unexpectedly.

"Xiao Yanzi, something's happened!" Xiao Yu's pretty face was icy cold, her eyes filled with barely suppressed anger.

(End of this chapter)