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209: Chapter 209 Xiao Yan: Medicine Spirit, fortunes change every three years...”Third Brother?”

Xiao Yan had met Huo Zhi a few times; he had a fresh memory of her innocent yet seductive voice. He also knew she was a good friend of Xun’er and seemed to be at odds with Xiao Ting, yet they were quite close. Why did she suddenly call him Third Brother?

”Third Brother, this is Yao Ling, and this is Mu Qingluan, from the Medicine Clan and the Starfall Pavilion in the Central Plains.” Huo Zhi brought Yao Ling and Mu Qingluan before Xiao Yan.

”From where?” Xiao Yan could not be bothered to quibble over Huo Zhi’s form of address for him; his expression changed abruptly.

”Hello, Xiao Yan. I am Mu Qingluan, from the Starfall Pavilion. My teacher is Wind Venerable.” Mu Qingluan stepped forward to greet him.

Yao Ling maintained her persona, eyeing Xiao Yan with a critical gaze, not speaking to answer his question.

”Teacher, she is Wind Venerable’s disciple.” Xiao Yan communicated with Yao Chen in his mind.

”I heard it, and I had long guessed this day would come. After all, the commotion that lad Ting caused was not small, and the talent he displayed was too terrifying. As long as the Starfall Pavilion’s intelligence gathering ability is not flawed, they would definitely discover it.” Yao Chen placed a chess piece down, nodded to Yao Tianhuo, and left the bone flame ring.

”Wind Idle’s disciple, you are from the Heavenly Luan Clan?” Yao Chen’s spiritual body appeared, eyeing Mu Qingluan with great interest.

”Teacher.” Xiao Yan bowed to Yao Chen, then said to Mu Qingluan, ”My teacher is indeed the person you are looking for.”

”Disciple Mu Qingluan pays respects to the Pavilion Master.” Mu Qingluan immediately bowed deeply to Yao Chen, then looked at Yao Chen with curious eyes and said, ”This disciple is indeed from the Heavenly Luan Clan.”

”Wind Idle has a deep connection with the Heavenly Luan Clan. Back when he broke through to Dou Zun, it was I who refined the medicine, and he only succeeded after borrowing your Heavenly Luan Clan’s forbidden ground. At that time, he promised your clan leader that he would take a member of the Heavenly Luan Clan as a disciple; it seems that person is you.” A look of reminiscence flashed in Yao Chen’s eyes. He then said, ”Based on my understanding of him, if he received news of Han Feng or myself, he would definitely rush over immediately. Did something happen?”

”Pavilion Master, you really understand Teacher.” Mu Qingluan smiled playfully, thinking that Wind Venerable did not come because she had persuaded him not to. She replied with a natural expression, ”The Four Pavilions Tournament is imminent, and this time it is being held at the Starfall Pavilion, so Teacher cannot get away for the moment.”

”The intelligence we received is that the prodigy Xiao Ting killed a Sixth-Rank Alchemist named Han Feng in the Black-Corner Region. Teacher then had me come first to investigate whether that Han Feng was your disciple, Pavilion Master, and why he was killed.”

”If the information is confirmed, this disciple will send a message back immediately, and he will rush over very soon.”

”The Four Pavilions Tournament, huh.” Yao Chen nodded in realization and smiled, ”That is quite a coincidence.”

”It really is quite a coincidence. This disciple came to the Black-Corner Region with Sister Yao Ling to see Sister Huo Zhi, and I did not expect to find you, Pavilion Master, right away. That Han Feng must have done something bad to be killed, right?” Mu Qingluan blinked in a lively and spirited manner.

”Mm.” Yao Chen did not want to talk more about Han Feng’s affairs and nodded slightly, ”You can send a message to my old friend now.”

Nowadays, the help the Sky Burning Qi Refining Tower provided to Xiao Yan was becoming smaller and smaller; it was time to change to a bigger stage. Going to the Starfall Pavilion and developing in the Central Plains under the protection of a Dou Zun expert was the only way to go further.

”Yes, Pavilion Master, this disciple will send the message now.” Mu Qingluan took out a communication jade slip, left special information in it, and then crushed it. This information vanished into the void, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

A trace of anticipation flashed in the depths of Yao Chen’s eyes. His gaze fell upon Yao Ling: ”My relationship with the Medicine Clan is quite extraordinary. Does Your Excellency have business with me?”

”Yao Chen, you really are a disgrace to my Medicine Clan.” Yao Ling’s expression was arrogant, her tone filled with disdain: ”A Peak Dou Zun of the Ninth Turn, and also an Eighth-Rank Peak Alchemist, yet you have actually fallen to this state.”

”What do you mean!?” Xiao Yan’s expression changed abruptly. He stood in front of Yao Chen, eyes wide with anger: ”Teacher grew to that height without relying on the Medicine Clan. What right do you, a person who only knows how to enjoy the family’s support, have to speak about him?”

”The disciple taken in by an abandoned son is indeed very mediocre.” Her gaze swept over Xiao Yan, and Yao Ling was uninterested: ”If you were in the Medicine Clan, with your age and strength, you would not even have the qualifications to be my attendant.”

”What does temporary lead count for?” Xiao Yan clenched his hands, his gaze burning: ”In the future, I will definitely surpass you, and then I will help my teacher go to the Medicine Clan to complete what he wants to do.”

”Boastful, a frog in a well, arrogant.” Yao Ling shook her head lightly and looked at Huo Zhi: ”Sister Huo Zhi, since Little Sister Qingluan has completed her goal for this trip, please look after her. My brother and I will return to the Medicine World first.”

Xiao Yan was burning with anger and prepared to say that line, ”Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, do not bully the Xiao Family for being weak.”

But before he could speak, Huo Zhi spoke first: ”Yao Ling, what you just said was a bit too harsh.”

”I was just stating facts, how was it harsh?” Yao Ling was full of confusion, seemingly unable to understand why Huo Zhi would speak for Xiao Yan.

”This is my Dao Companion’s Third Brother, so he can be considered my Third Brother too.” Huo Zhi said seriously: ”I do not think what he said was a boast.”

”What?” Yao Ling showed an expression of surprise: ”Sister Huo Zhi, your Dao Companion’s Third Brother is only a Dou Wang?”

”Then your Dao Companion... no, wait, did you not say your Dao Companion is stronger than you?”

”Wait, Xiao Yan, surnamed Xiao... could it be that your Dao Companion, Sister, is that Xiao Ting whom many people in the Central Plains are discussing?”

”Mm.” Since the conversation had reached this point, Huo Zhi naturally could not intentionally hide it anymore, and gave an affirmative answer.

”That Xiao Ting, did he not also just break through to Dou Zun not long ago?” Yao Ling asked doubtfully: ”Can he be stronger than you, Sister Huo Zhi?”

”This...” Huo Zhi parted her red lips, preparing to explain.

But the next moment, she turned her head abruptly to look in the direction of Zixiao City.

Yao Chen also felt something and turned his head with a solemn expression. Also, Yao Tian, who was on a high peak somewhere in the Black-Corner Region, suddenly frowned: ”This aura, it’s a High-Level Dou Zun!”

Crack! Above Zixiao City, black storm clouds gathered, with lightning and thunder amidst them, and a terrifying pressure spread out.

Seeing this scene that resembled the end of the world, the cultivators in the Black-Corner Region, besides being shocked, also had an urge to complain, feeling speechless.

How many times has this kind of situation appeared above Zixiao City now? Experts coming one after another, are they candied haws or something!?

However, the previous two times, it was easily resolved by Xiao Ting, who had come out of seclusion after breaking through to Dou Zong and then breaking through to Dou Zun. This time, does Xiao Ting, who only broke through to Dou Zun not long ago, still have the strength to resist!?

”Rumble!” From the pitch-black storm clouds, countless dark blue raindrops fell. On the surface, they looked unremarkable, as if it were just a storm.

Yao Chen’s expression changed abruptly, and he said: ”It is an Elder Zun from the Hall of Souls, Ninth Heavenly Venerable Mo Yu!”

”He was defeated by me decades ago. I did not expect that he has actually grown to a Seven-Star Peak Dou Zun now.”

”The cultivation technique he practices is special; he dissolves his own soul-devouring power into water, which can strip away a person’s soul power.”

”If one is hit by the rain he created, their soul power will be devoured.”

Hearing this, Xiao Yan’s expression changed drastically: ”Seven-Star Peak Dou Zun!?”