Battle Through the Heavens: Emperor's Son Xiao Yan

Chapter 56 Big Head

As he spent more time in the ruins, a malevolent fire gradually rose within him. 👹💗 6➈𝓼Ⓗυ𝔁.𝓒𝓸๓ 😝ൠ

The number one strange fire on the list of strange fires is the evil fire in the lower abdomen!

With the appearance of this evil fire, Xiao Yan, who had been drooping his head, immediately straightened up, feeling a headache coming on.

"Cousin!" He couldn't help but look at Yao Ling beside him, his breathing becoming a little rapid. At this moment, the already extremely beautiful Yao Ling seemed to have a radiant charm in his eyes.

"What are you trying to do!" Yao Ling frowned and snorted coldly when she saw Xiao Yan's appearance.

However, a moment later, the same flame rose from her body.

For a moment, Yao Ling's eyes became slightly dazed, and a captivating blush rose on her originally icy face.

This aloof yet slightly lustful demeanor only gave Xiao Yan a bigger headache.

Feeling the rising evil fire within her body, Yao Ling suddenly bit her tongue hard. A sense of clarity rose in her mind. She glanced at Xiao Yan, who was reaching his hand towards her, and snorted coldly.

"If you come any closer, I'll chop off your claws." Upon hearing this voice, Xiao Yan abruptly withdrew his outstretched hand, and his dazed gaze instantly cleared.

"The curse within these ruins is truly powerful," Xiao Yan sighed, having gained no advantage.

"Heh." Yao Ling sneered and said in a low voice, "Among all the geniuses at the Saint level that I have encountered, you may not be the strongest, but you are definitely the most shameless."

"Hehe, you flatter me, cousin." Xiao Yan's words made Yao Ling roll her eyes.

After a moment's consideration, she took out two Qingling Pills from her storage ring and handed one to Xiao Yan.

"The eerie aura within these ruins targets the soul. As long as your soul power is strong enough, it cannot fundamentally affect you."

Xiao Yan unceremoniously tossed the Qingling Pill into his mouth, and in an instant, a cool sensation, almost chilling, emanated from the depths of his soul.

"Phew!" The two exhaled a breath of stale air, their eyes regaining their clarity, and continued flying forward.

"Your soul power has also reached the seventh rank?" Yao Ling's eyes showed a hint of surprise as she saw Xiao Yan so easily shake off the influence of the aura here.

"Does that mean only seventh-rank officials are allowed?" Xiao Yan smiled.

"In that case, he does possess some of the talent of a Saint-level figure." Yao Ling nodded noncommittally.

At the age of fifteen, with the cultivation of a Dou Huang and the soul of a seventh-grade alchemist, he was no less capable than his older brother Yao Tian back then, and perhaps even slightly stronger.

If that's the case, it's understandable that he would be escorted by two semi-saint level experts.

Xiao Yan didn't speak again. He had already read about the strange aura in Yao Lao's scroll. An ordinary Dou Huang could only last for about an hour. Any longer and he would lose his mind.

Those Dou Huangs who came to harass Yao Ling weren't truly lost; they were mostly just lusting after her beauty.

Once, a powerful Douhuang (Battle Emperor) stayed here for an hour, then the passage closed, and he was trapped for a day. When he was discovered by a newcomer the next day, he had become a machine that only knew how to perform primitive actions.

He was also the first Dou Huang powerhouse in this ruin to die from excessive squandering of some kind of essence.

Alchemists, on the other hand, can stay here longer. Once, a sixth-grade alchemist stayed here for a day and a night, and finally walked out with a sliver of clarity.

Of course, after leaving, this alchemist also fell into a state of madness for half a month. It is said that in the end, not only did his cultivation level drop to Dou Wang, but his soul was also damaged.

However, for Xiao Yan and Yao Ling, two powerful individuals with seventh-grade souls, staying for a day and a night should not be a problem.

A moment later, the two arrived at the altar burning with black and white flames. At this time, nearly ten people were already standing at the edge of the ancient altar.

The two leading figures wore brocade robes embroidered with the insignia of seventh-grade alchemists.

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The Dou Qi Continent is vast and boundless, and even the Central Continent is enormous. Geniuses who can reach the seventh rank in the Dou Huang stage are not only found in the Pill Tower and ancient races.

Moreover, some of them are elderly people whose cultivation has become difficult due to old age, but whose souls are slowly growing.

Upon seeing Xiao Yan and Yao Ling slowly descend nearby, the two seventh-grade alchemists' pupils shrank, and then they saw the seven golden stars on Yao Ling's brocade robe.

As the two groups turned their gazes to Yao Ling's stunningly beautiful and aloof face, an indescribable fervor shone in their eyes.

The allure of an incredibly beautiful seventh-grade female alchemist is immense for men, and under the influence of this eerie aura, that allure transforms directly and nakedly into desire.

Seemingly sensing the burning gazes of these people, Yao Ling didn't say anything, but instead unleashed a massive surge of soul power.

It rushed towards the crowd.

Those who managed to get here were no ordinary people. Sensing the terrifying soul power of the Medicine Spirit, a hint of shock appeared in their eyes, but they quickly regained their composure and looked at the Medicine Spirit with apprehension.

"Gentlemen, I am Yao Ling of the Yao Clan. I have come here solely for the Yin-Yang Twin Flames. I will not accept any other treasures. I hope you will give my Yao Clan some face."

Upon hearing Yao Ling's words, the two seventh-grade alchemists' expressions changed.

At their level, although they were not yet qualified to directly contact ancient races, they had some vague knowledge of their secrets.

If the Pill Tower is the holy land in the hearts of all alchemists, then the Medicine Clan is a legendary altar, unattainable.

The older alchemist pondered for a moment, a thoughtful look in his eyes, and finally nodded, saying, "Since even the Medicine Clan has intervened, it seems that I have no chance of obtaining the Yin-Yang Twin Flames. If that's the case, it would be better to form a good relationship with your noble family."

"In that case, thank you very much, sir. I will naturally repay this favor if I have the opportunity in the future." A polite smile appeared on Yao Ling's cold face.

"Hehe, those words from you, young lady, are enough." The old man nodded slightly, waved to the Dou Huangs behind him who were staring blankly at Yao Ling, and led the group out amidst their reluctant gazes.

Meanwhile, the leading seventh-grade alchemist did not leave.

He unexpectedly received a small part of the Yin-Yang Evil Saint's inheritance when he was young. With his good talent, he cultivated to the peak of Dou Huang in just thirty years old, and his alchemy skills even reached the seventh grade.

Over the years, men who were once stronger than him have been trampled under his feet, and women who were once stronger than him have been pinned down by him.

The smooth sailing he had been on made him feel like the legendary chosen one. His identity as a medicine spirit did not make him want to give up; on the contrary, it made him even more excited.

"The darling of the Medicine Clan?" The man stared at Yao Ling with a sinister expression and said, "I've heard that the Medicine Clan is the altar in the hearts of all alchemists. I'd like to know what it's like to be a goddess on that altar."

"Clap clap clap!"

"Well said!" Xiao Yan, who had been silent all along, couldn't help but clap his hands in praise, "Your spirit is truly a model for us all."

The sinister-looking man was taken aback at first, then a lewd smile appeared on his face as he said, "Young brother, if you're willing to join my side now, I can let you have a taste of this goddess."

"Really?" Xiao Yan's eyes lit up.

At this moment, the usually calm Yao Ling's expression finally changed.

(End of this chapter)