Battle Through the Heavens: Emperor's Son Xiao Yan

Chapter 22 How about we kill our senior brother?

"Have you forgotten that my purpose in becoming your disciple was to obtain the Burning Technique?"

Xiao Yan inwardly scoffed, thinking that if he wanted to learn alchemy, he could easily hire a ninth-grade alchemist.

"I've already made some progress in cultivating the Burning Technique, and I'm going out to find a different kind of fire." Xiao Yan still didn't want to directly embarrass the old man.

"Strange Fire? No, you should cultivate alchemy first!" Elder Yao said solemnly, frowning.

"No, I need to find a different kind of fire first!" Xiao Yan shook his head. He didn't want to go through this feeling of kidney deficiency for even a day longer. He had to quickly devour a different kind of fire to recover.

"No, I won't allow it. You must learn my alchemy skills first." The old alchemist shook his head.

"Hmm?" A faint question came from behind Xiao Yan, and two elderly figures appeared, staring intently at Yao Chen and smiling, "What did you just say?"

"I said." Looking at the figures of the two sages of literature and martial arts, Yao Lao felt a sense of powerlessness rising in his heart.

He was already at the peak of the Ninth Rank Dou Zun, only a hair's breadth away from becoming a Half-Saint, but that hair's breadth had trapped him for decades.

This line separating them means that he is no match for either of them.

"I said." Yao Lao's lips trembled slightly. He had been under immense pressure these past few days, half from Xiao Yan and half from the two sages of literature and martial arts.

Ever since these three people arrived, his life as the master of the Starfall Pavilion has become much more difficult.

In order to successfully train his teacher into a semi-saint, Xiao Yan has recently been sending the two saints of literature and martial arts to train him.

"Disciple, you can't leave! Your master needs you! You are a once-in-a-century genius in alchemy. Your departure would be a great loss to the alchemy world!" The old alchemist held Xiao Yan's hand tightly.

"What are you doing~, ouch~" Xiao Yan shook his leg hard, but couldn't break free from Yao Chen.

"If you stay here and diligently study alchemy for a year, I can pass on all my treasured knowledge to you!" The old alchemist first tempted you with a bribe.

If Xiao Yan becomes a 16-year-old seventh-grade alchemist, his monstrous talent will have a chance to be recorded in history, and his teacher will become a top alchemist in the Dou Qi Continent. What a wonderful story that would be!

It's exciting just thinking about it.

"What can you give me?" Xiao Yan glanced at the old man who was holding him.

"Choose your own martial arts techniques and combat skills!"

"Hehe, I was the one who gave you your Heavenly Rank cultivation technique."

"Eighth-grade elixir formulas, and even incomplete ninth-grade elixir formulas."

"Our clan possesses a complete formula for a ninth-grade elixir."

"I am a Nine-Turn Dou Zun, and I can protect you."

"Do you see those two?" Xiao Yan pointed to the two bodyguards beside him.

I, Yao Lao, thought for a long time, but I still couldn't come up with a reason that could move Xiao Yan.

"Once you become a seventh-grade alchemist, I'll give you my Bone Spirit Cold Flame too." As if remembering something, Yao Chen gritted his teeth and said.

Upon hearing the name Bone Spirit Cold Flame, Xiao Yan finally paused slightly.

He glanced at Yao Chen, then took the hand that was supporting him and said earnestly, "Teacher, since you love me so much, why don't we kill our senior brother? That way, his Sea Heart Flame will be mine."

"???" Yao Chen was completely dumbfounded.

"Does your senior brother have a grudge against you?"

"Theoretically speaking, no."

"If that's the case, why do you hate him so much?"

Yao Chen stood up, his old face showing a slight sigh, and said, "I raised him from a baby; I treated him like my own son."

"Unfortunately, he may not be able to regard you as his father." Xiao Yan sneered, but said nothing more.

Human hearts are made of flesh and blood. Although this old man is powerful and ruthless towards his enemies, he always retains a sense of kindness towards his own people.

It was this kindness that reminded Xiao Yan of Yao Lao from the original story. In fact, with Xiao Yan's background and strength, he could have easily switched to the Burning Flame Technique and then found a ninth-grade alchemist as his teacher.

Perhaps it was because of the story recorded in that jade book that Xiao Yan chose to become his disciple.

It's perfectly normal for Yao Lao to be unwilling to take action against his disciple whom he has raised for many years. Of course, this doesn't mean that Xiao Yan would be merciful.

He has no chance to find Han Feng's chicken feet now, but one day when he discovers that this kid wants to harm him, he will preemptively take them and claim the Hai Xin Yan for himself.

In terms of ruthlessness, Xiao Yan is actually no less ruthless than others; he simply has his own set of rules in his heart.

"Since you're reluctant to part with it, then forget it. I'm going out to find the strange fire, so don't block my way." Xiao Yan waved his hand.

"Wait a minute!" Yao Lao suddenly grabbed Xiao Yan's arm again.

"Old man, men shouldn't touch each other like that. If you keep doing this, I'll pluck your beard." Xiao Yan glanced at Yao Lao.

"Hehe." The old doctor rubbed his hands together and chuckled, "My dear disciple, I'd like to ask you for a favor."

"What are you doing?" Xiao Yan looked at Yao Lao's old face with suspicion.

"Hehe, it's like this, the Pill Tower is going to hold a youth alchemist competition soon, and I hope you can participate and win some glory for me."

A fawning smile appeared on the old doctor's face.

"I'm not going!" Xiao Yan refused outright. Right now, all he could think about were the beauties of the Northwest Continent—oops, I mean, the strange fire.

As for what kind of competition it is, what benefits could it possibly offer? A youth competition? Anyone who didn't know better would think it was some kind of children's palace on Earth.

Although he has the body of a teenager, Xiao Yan's soul is already that of a mature man. He values ​​interests and value more and doesn't care much about fame or honor.

These things can be helpful at times, but they can also be restrictive at others. From Xiao Yan's current perspective, they offer almost no benefits.

"Disciple, come back! If you don't go, who else can keep that little girl named Cao Ying in check?" Yao Lao's anxious voice came from behind, making Xiao Yan stop in his tracks.

"You said there's a little girl named Cao Ying?" Xiao Yan's eyes lit up slightly.

"What's wrong? Do you know him?" The old doctor was taken aback.

"I don't know him, but you can tell me," Xiao Yan said with a smile.

"Alas, that girl is a prodigy born into the Cao family of Danyu. When she was born, she displayed a shocking soul power. Her mother was almost killed on the spot by that spreading soul power."

He officially became an alchemist at the age of seven, and at fifteen this year, he became a fourth-grade alchemist. He was taken in as a personal disciple by my old friend Xuan Yi.

Ever since my old friend got this disciple, he's been bragging to me a lot. You know, your senior brother is slow-witted and is way too old.

So, I can place my hopes on you, my teacher!

The old man looked at Xiao Yan pitifully.

"Hehe." Xiao Yan smiled slightly and nodded, instantly making Yao Lao beam with joy.

"That man in black is your old lover, isn't he?" The next sentence made Yao Lao's old face instantly fall and turn slightly red.

Given Yao Lao's carefree and unconventional nature, he probably wouldn't bother sending his disciples to participate in ordinary competitions. The fact that he was invited this time means that his old flame found a good disciple, and the old man wanted to go and show off.

"Don't talk nonsense, we're just close old friends."

The old alchemist waved his sleeve, his old face taut, and said, "If you're unwilling to help, then forget it. Anyway, you've already obtained the Burning Technique you wanted. With your background, you don't need a teacher like me to learn advanced alchemy."

"Fine, you can go now."

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand.

"Hehe, teacher, look at what you're saying! It's just a little competition. I, Xiao Yan, will definitely make you proud!"

Xiao Yan's lips curled into a meaningful smile.

Calling him Yao Chen felt a bit awkward, so I'll just call him Old Yao. My writing control in this section is a little lacking; I hope you'll understand.

Hehe, you didn't expect that, did you? The first member of the harem to appear is actually Cao Ying. Want to see how Xiao Yan wins over the Cao family's vixen? Then give it a like and a recommendation!

(End of this chapter)