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Chapter 71: Chapter 71: Don’t Stop

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"Peak Dou Huang, barely a Tier 7 Alchemist..."

Hearing this, Yao Lao frowned slightly.

This was indeed troubleso.

If it were in the past, as a revered alchemist, he wouldn’t have even spared such a small figure a glance.

But now, things weren’t so simple.

To directly storm in and seize a Heavenly Fla from the hands of a barely Tier 7 Alchemist without at least Dou Zong strength was almost impossible.

Even if the opponent was only barely at the Tier 7 level, their influence was no joke.

One wrong move, and they’d face an onslaught of retaliation.

But for Xiao Yan’s future, he needed at least three Heavenly Flas to refine his body.

Since Yao Lao had no intention of handing over his Bone Chilling Fla for Xiao Yan to refine—

Green Lotus Core Fla, Fallen Heart Fla...

Now, just one more!

This third Heavenly Fla was absolutely not to be missed!

In an instant, Yao Lao made his decision.

The Bone Chilling Fla had long since been fused with his soul. Even in his current spiritual form, it was entirely stable, and he had no need for a Soul-Suppressing Vessel to contain it.

He didn’t even fear the backlash of the Heavenly Fla.

Because this fla had already beco one with him—his life bound fla, deeply intertwined with his very existence.

Unless there was truly no other choice, Yao Lao would never consider giving it up for Xiao Yan to devour.

To forcefully extract his life bound fla from his soul would be a devastating blow to his vitality.

And besides, he was unwilling.

After all, the Bone Chilling Fla was ranked eleventh on the Heavenly Fla List.

A rare fla that combined extre cold and extre heat, appearing only once a century, when the sun and moon alternated in a land of extre yin and extre cold.

Such a rare and extraordinary fla—

How could he possibly let it go?

...

Countless thoughts flashed through Yao Lao’s mind.

But he quickly regained his composure.

Either way, he had already paid the price.

And acquiring a Heavenly Fla was never easy—

Difficult was normal.

Upon hearing Wei Yang willingly owe him a favor, Yao Lao felt sowhat satisfied, a flicker of appreciation flashing in his eyes.

A young man who knew how to navigate power dynamics—good.

"Brat Wei, tell , which Heavenly Fla is it? And whose hands is it in?"

Yao Lao stroked his beard and asked indifferently.

This unknown Heavenly Fla—

Would belong to the Xiao family.

Because Yao Chen had decided so.

"Ranked fifteenth on the Heavenly Fla Ranking—Sea Heart Fla!"

Wei Yang spoke solemnly:

"The owner of the fla is Han Feng, the so-called ’dicine Emperor.’ He is a major force in the Black-Corner Region, well known throughout the area..."

The temperature at the mountaintop suddenly dropped.

Yao Lao’s hand, which had been stroking his beard, unknowingly froze mid-motion.

At that mont, his expression beca incredibly complex—

A chilling light erupted from his eyes, sharp enough to sting.

Wei Yang fell silent, pretending to furrow his brows in confusion.

The atmosphere beca heavy.

On Yao Lao’s face—

There was bitterness, anger, self-mockery... and deep pain.

A long ti passed.

His figure seed to stoop slightly.

At the corner of his lips, a strange smile appeared, his voice eerie and unreadable:

"Ha... ’dicine Emperor’? Him? He dares? Ha..."

At this mont, Yao Lao seed far older.

A pitiful old man.

Wei Yang sighed inwardly.

To raise soone from childhood, to pour everything into them, to treat them as his own son—

Only to be betrayed.

Betrayed by his own disciple, who conspired with the Hall of Souls, nearly causing his downfall.

Stripped of his body.

Now, he was nothing more than a drifting wandering soul, trapped inside a ring...

It was like a knife ruthlessly stabbed into the old man’s heart.

How could it not hurt?

...

After a long while, Yao Lao’s face gradually returned to calmness, betraying no emotions.

Seeing this, Wei Yang finally spoke again.

"From what I know, that ’dicine Emperor’—ahem, Han Feng—also suspects that there is a Heavenly Fla within the Inner Academy of Jia Nan Academy. It seems like he has his eyes on the Fallen Heart Fla as well... So, if you plan carefully, perhaps you could be the one to reap the benefits?"

Hearing this, a strange smile surfaced on Yao Lao’s face.

"He also has his eyes on the Fallen Heart Fla?"

Wei Yang shrugged. "According to my secret investigations, that seems to be the case."

"Han Feng has been frequently inquiring about the Inner Academy of Jia Nan Academy."

"Though I don’t know what past grievances exist between you and Han Feng, it seems that neither of you are satisfied with just one Heavenly Fla..."

Yao Lao raised his hand, cutting off Wei Yang’s words. "This matter has nothing to do with you. No need to dig deeper."

Wei Yang shrugged nonchalantly. "Alright, I’m not that curious anyway."

"Wei brat, anything else? If not, let’s end tonight’s conversation here."

Yao Lao seed a little weary as he waved his hand dismissively.

Just as he was about to turn and leave—

Wei Yang flipped his palm, and in his hand appeared a pair of black wings, about the size of a palm, resembling forged steel. Mysterious purple patterns adorned its surface.

Yao Lao’s body paused. His gaze fell on the wings, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. "This is..."

"High-Level Xuan Grade Flying Dou Technique—Eagle’s Wings, also known as Purple Cloud Wings. The materials co from a Tier 5 Magical Beast, the Purple Cloud Black Fire Eagle..."

Wei Yang briefly explained its origins before smiling. "I’m already at the Dou Wang level now. While this flying technique is still useful to , it’s not as crucial anymore. So... I thought perhaps Brother Xiao Yan might need it."

Yao Lao extended his hand.

Seeing this, Wei Yang waved his hand lightly, and the wings floated toward Yao Lao, landing in his palm.

After examining them, Yao Lao nodded slightly. "A fine flying technique, its value is comparable to a Low-Level Earth Grade Dou Technique. I’ll take it. What do you want in exchange?"

"A Low-Level Earth Grade Movent Technique. Fire attribute will do." Wei Yang grinned.

"’Will do’? You brat, you really know how to ask for things!" Yao Lao scolded with a smile.

Wei Yang chuckled.

"Fine." Yao Lao shook his head, storing away the wings. Then, with a flip of his hand, he retrieved a light red scroll, sighing.

"At this rate, you’re going to clean

out, you brat. Take it."

He tossed the scroll over.

"Senior must be joking. What I’ve traded for is rely a fraction of your resources." Wei Yang caught the scroll, smiling.

Yao Lao said nothing in response.

Unrolling the scroll, Wei Yang infused it with his soul power.

"Flowing Fire Step, Low-Level Earth Grade Movent Technique... Body like a flowing fla, ever-changing and unpredictable..."

A mont later, Wei Yang opened his eyes, satisfied as he stored it away.

Seeing this, Yao Lao turned, his transparent, aged figure slightly hunched, drifting slowly down the mountain.

"Take care, Senior."

Wei Yang bowed slightly and cupped his hands.

Tonight’s exchange had been highly rewarding for him.

What he had given up, truthfully, wasn’t much.

Thus, deep inside, he felt genuine gratitude toward Yao Lao.

The old man... was still quite generous.

At that mont, Yao Lao’s figure stopped.

Without turning around, he spoke.

"Brat Wei, earlier, you said you owe

a favor. Does that still count?"

Wei Yang was montarily stunned, then imdiately responded.

"Of course! Please speak, Senior. As long as it is within my abilities, I will not refuse."

"Good."

Yao Lao nodded in satisfaction.

"Xiao Yan has a Three-Year Agreent with Yun Lan Sect. You know about this, correct?"

"Yes." Wei Yang nodded.

"There are still two and a half years left until the deadline. When the ti cos, I hope you will accompany us to Yun Lan Sect and help protect Xiao Yan as much as possible. How about it?"

"No problem." Wei Yang agreed without hesitation.

"Mm."

Yao Lao let out a soft hum of approval.

With that, his figure drifted away and vanished into the night.

In the dark forest, a faint sigh seed to echo through the air.

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