Battle Through the Heavens: Emperor's Son Xiao Yan

Chapter 28 I'm Learning a Foreign Language

"I lost." Cao Ying stared blankly at the white-clad boy walking further and further away, finally disappearing from her sight. At that moment, the boy's silhouette was deeply etched into her heart. 🎄🐼 ➅9s卄ùx.ČόΜ 😾🐟

"This boy's talent is truly heaven-defying!" Danyangzi and the Cao family patriarch finally understood why this young man was appointed as the young master of the Starfall Pavilion by Yao Chen at the age of only fifteen.

At the age of fifteen, his cultivation had already reached the level of a two-star Dou Huang, and his soul power was steadily suppressing Cao Ying. This was incredibly heaven-defying. Even the holy sons of ancient races might not be able to achieve such a feat at this age.

Therefore, the chances of this young man becoming a Dou Sheng in the future are quite high.

"That old bastard Yao Chen has taken on a fine disciple!" Danyangzi couldn't help but chuckle bitterly.

Beside him, Dan Chen, whose face was pale, also opened her cherry-like mouth wide.

She and Cao Ying were both core disciples of the Pill Tower, so she was naturally very clear about Cao Ying's strength.

Among Danta's peers, Cao Ying is an invincible figure.

But today, she not only lost, but lost so thoroughly, utterly defeated. This stirred a faint curiosity about Xiao Yan within the usually introverted Dan Chen.

"What kind of person is this guy?" Dan Chen tilted her head and wondered.

In the dimly lit room, the old apothecary lay on a large bed, his clothes disheveled. His shirt was half-open, revealing his somewhat dry but still firm pectoral muscles.

The room was littered with men's and women's clothing. Beside him, a woman in a sexy nightgown, though quite old, was still as well-maintained as a beautiful woman in her thirties.

At this moment, she was lying on the old man's chest with a rosy complexion and a look of happiness on her face.

Two hours have passed, and the two of them have been studying alchemy on the bed, in the chair, on the sofa, and even in the alchemy room!

"Old man, after all these years, you're still so repressed. I thought you were a gentleman back then." Xuan Yi drew circles on Yao Lao's chest with one hand.

The old man remained silent, looking quite relaxed. It seemed that a cigarette afterward would have made things even more perfect.

"I'm talking to you, why aren't you responding!" Xuan Yi frowned when he saw that Yao Lao didn't reply.

"Shh!" The old doctor stretched out his finger and closed his eyes, saying, "Now is the time when the mind is clear and bright. Perhaps a flash of inspiration will be the opportunity for us to enter the Heavenly Realm."

"Then get out of here and clear your mind. I get annoyed just looking at you." Xuan Yi kicked Yao Lao.

"Hehe, it's not easy to see you, we should really study alchemy properly." The old medicine master opened his eyes and chuckled.

"You hypocrite." Xuan Yi glared at Yao Lao, but then pressed his body against him.

"Buzz, buzz!" A trembling sound from the communication jade talisman extinguished the strange fire that Yao Lao had just ignited. Yao Lao frowned, but still picked up the communication jade talisman.

"Old man, where are you? Come out quickly, I need to practice my alchemy skills." Xiao Yan's voice came from the communication jade talisman.

"I'm very busy right now, can you wait a moment!" Yao Lao sent a voice message.

A moment later, the sound transmission jade talisman vibrated slightly again.

"If I don't see you within fifteen minutes, I'll pluck your beard out," Xiao Yan's cursing voice came through.

"That damned brat!" Yao Lao frowned, but still struggled to sit up and put on his clothes.

"Where are you going?" Xuan Yi's face showed a hint of displeasure.

"Didn't you hear that? My unfilial disciple is calling me," said the old doctor helplessly.

"Your disciple is indeed rude. I really don't know why you took him as your disciple. Even if he is the Holy Son of the Xiao Clan, does he have some kind of heaven-defying talent in alchemy?" Xuan Yi curled his lips.

"Hehe, you're absolutely right." Yao Lao couldn't help but laugh again when he thought of Xiao Yan's extraordinary talent.

"Look at the wrinkles on your face! I don't believe that even if your disciple's alchemy skills are heaven-defying, they can't be better than my Cao Ying's." Xuan Yi sneered.

"Heh heh, to be honest, my disciple's alchemy skills might actually be better than yours." The old alchemist said with a smile, "How about we make a bet? If my disciple wins, you'll spend another three days with me researching alchemy."

"Alright!" Upon hearing this, a hint of feminine charm appeared on Xuan Yi's usually indifferent face. "If my disciple loses, I can accompany you to refine pills for a month."

"Then let him lose. I'm afraid my Bone Spirit Cold Fire can't withstand it." Yao Lao chuckled, then disappeared before the black-robed embroidered shoes hit his face.

"I really don't know just how extraordinary that kid from the Xiao clan is, that he can make this old man laugh so uncontrollably."

Xuan Yi cradled her still-beautiful face in one hand, her jade-like body lying sprawled on the bed. A languid aura emanated from her, clearly indicating that she was quite satisfied with the strange fire infused by the old doctor.

However, this languid state lasted for less than half an hour before being interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Teacher, are you there?" Cao Ying's voice rang out from outside the door, tinged with weakness.

"I'm here, wait outside for a moment!" Xuan Yi suddenly got up from the bed, her lazy aura completely gone, and she waved her hand!

All the clutter and traces in the room quickly gathered together, then flew out the window and spontaneously combusted.

Once the ashes had burned away, Xuan Yi, now dressed in clean black robes, walked to the door with a slightly dignified expression and opened it.

"What is it?" Xuan Yi looked at his beloved disciple, his face showing a hint of displeasure at being interrupted, and a lingering blush.

"Teacher, I was defeated by the disciple of the Medicine Master." Cao Ying raised her alluring face, still streaked with tears. Her usually strong face now held a hint of fragility.

"Defeated by Xiao Yan?" Xuan Yi looked at his haggard beloved disciple and was shocked.

"What do you want?" Looking at Xiao Yan's grinning face, Yao Lao's expression showed the same unhappiness, and even a hint of frustration.

There are only disciples who are bossed around, not teachers!

Xiao Yan didn't speak, but instead sniffed Yao Lao, glancing sideways as he asked, "Why do you smell like a woman? Did you go on a tryst with your old flame?"

"Nonsense! I went to discuss alchemy techniques." The old man blushed and glared at Xiao Yan.

"Dean Chen, did you go to learn a foreign language?" Xiao Yan thought to himself, then reached out and patted Yao Lao on the shoulder.

"Discussing alchemy is good, but I'm worried that Master is getting old and that excessive discussion of alchemy might deplete his health."

"No need for my beloved disciple to trouble himself, my health is still quite good." The old doctor gave a forced smile, his thoughts unknown.

"Tsk tsk, you're discussing alchemy with Xuan Yi. As your disciple, I can't fall behind. I must discuss it with Cao Ying in the future."

"Yes, Dan Chen wants to too. Exchanging experiences with young and beautiful female alchemists can greatly improve one's alchemy skills."

Xiao Yan swallowed his grievances and stared at Yao Lao, saying calmly, "I need to improve my alchemy skills; I still need my teacher's guidance."

Putting everything else aside, Master Yao's alchemy skills are still quite formidable; once he reaches the ninth rank, who can rival him?

After saying that, he summoned a bronze cauldron, glanced at the old medicine master, and said indifferently, "It's proper alchemy."

Sorry, I had something to do today, so the update is a little late.

(End of this chapter)