Breaking the Sky 11-18

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　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Chapter Eleven: The Three Cultivations of Alchemy and Refining Elixir In the Dou

Qi Continent, there exists a profession that surpasses even Dou Zhe (Battle Warriors)—they are called Alchemists!

Becoming an Alchemist requires exceptionally stringent conditions. The three most crucial conditions for refining elixirs are: materials, fire source, and soul perception!

"The recent detection revealed your soul power is extremely strong. The Soul Palace possesses a secret technique that can powerfully devour souls and temporarily enhance one's own strength. This involves completely enveloping a restrained soul within one's own soul body, absorbing it for one's own use, creating a combined energy of two soul bodies. However, this also has significant side effects. Your situation is different. The only explanation is the awakening of your Xiao Clan bloodline, coupled with the inherently powerful soul power of the ancient clan. Now, having devoured the Yin-Yang Reversal Flame and gained the Yin-Yang Eye ability, your soul perception, after further cultivation, will be limitless." The old alchemist's face lit up with joy, and his dormant heart rekindled with hope.

"Alright, now watch me refine elixirs. You can learn well from the side." Under the old alchemist's explanation, he guided Xiao Yan onto the path of becoming an alchemist.

A white flame flickered slightly in Yao Lao's hand as he said, "The fire I use is a strange fire, the eleventh ranked 'Bone Spirit Cold Fire.' This strange fire can only be encountered in extremely cold and yin places every hundred years, at the time of the alternation of day and night." He continued, "In the future, your mother will leave you her beast fire—the Purple Fire—as an inheritance. Currently, you are still missing a few necessary pills."

Xiao Yan watched with bated breath as Yao Lao completed the intricate and meticulous steps of extracting the medicinal herbs, forging them into liquid, removing impurities, and fusing them together, almost in one go, without the slightest pause.

The four portions of medicinal herbs on the table were transformed into four bottles of Foundation Establishment Elixir under Yao Lao's superb alchemy skills. This was a second-grade nourishing elixir.

Just like a master chef skillfully preparing and cooking ingredients to create a delicious dish that satisfies the appetite and even satisfies the most discerning customer. The old man smiled. "This Foundation Establishment Elixir is a formula I refined after several years of experimentation. The degree of fusion and proportion of the three ingredients, the concentration of the flame—all these require countless experiments and an exceptionally strong soul perception to master."

The old man stroked his beard, exuding pride. "Therefore, I dare not speak for the entire Dou Qi Continent, but in this Jia Ma Empire, I can guarantee that no one can refine the same Foundation Establishment Elixir as me!" He added, "You only need one bottle; take the other to the auction house for a trial run." "I'll sound out the market, pay off the loan, and sell the other two bottles to buy higher-grade medicinal ingredients. I have other uses for them."

At this point, the old medicine master sighed, "I never imagined that the revered Medicine Venerable of the Dou Qi Continent would be reduced to selling second-grade pills to make a living."

Xiao Yan asked doubtfully, "I only need one bottle? Even the most miraculous second-grade Nourishing Spirit Liquid can only raise Dou Qi by one level, right?"

The old medicine master glared at Xiao Yan and said, "Do you know that Nalan Yanran gave you two and a half 'gifts'?" Xiao Yan exclaimed in astonishment, "Gifts…"

"Yes, it's a great gift. The first is that your Burning Technique has been upgraded to the advanced Yellow Rank. As you know, the higher the level of your technique, the greater the power of your combat skills. However, the conditions required for each different flame to be devoured are not the same. The Yin-Yang Reversal Heart Flame requires a male Yang and a female Yin to be devoured together. Otherwise, the Yin-Yang Reversal Heart Flame has been sealed in the tomb for nearly a thousand years, but no one has had such an opportunity to open it as you. It's not that no one in the Xiao Clan has been injured and bled in the tomb, nor that no one has entered together with a man and a woman, but it's unprecedented for a man and a woman to bleed at the same time in nearly a thousand years. Isn't this a great gift from Nalan Yanran?"

Xiao Yan couldn't believe that the two who were still enemies would have such a connection. He was speechless and could only utter an "Ah..."

Yao Lao continued, "The second great gift is you..." "Your Dou Qi has increased by five levels. You must understand that cultivating from Dou Qi to Dou Zhe (a high-level Dou cultivator) requires entirely your own talent and effort. Any method is like pulling up seedlings to help them grow; it will cause enormous damage to your foundation. Even the Foundation Building Elixir can only improve the absorption of Dou Qi to its optimal efficiency. Try throwing a punch and you'll see."

Following Yao Lao's words, Xiao Yan squatted into a horse stance and threw a punch into the air, saying, "Indeed, it is so. But I wonder why?"

Yao Lao muttered with a jealous look, "During your union with her, you used the Yin and Yang energies, naturally generated by heaven and earth and not man-made, to nourish each other's blood, meridians, organs, bones, and flesh. You worked for three days and three nights; surely you didn't do it for nothing? Why didn't I encounter such a good thing when I was young, gaining Dou Qi for free and also getting to enjoy her company?"

Xiao Yan was speechless and could only let out another "Ah..."

"As for the other half, we may only know after the Yunlan Sect's three-year agreement. I'm not sure yet," Yao Lao said. "So, I need to confirm it. Shall we leave this to Xiao Yu?"

"Xiao Yu? That won't do! She's as important to me as my sister, master, and father. I can't let her risk her life alone. Master, don't you know that the Yunlan Sect's power can rival the entire Jia Ma Empire?" Xiao Yan shook his head and said anxiously to Yao Lao.

Yao Lao said seriously, "Trust me! There won't be any danger, I guarantee it. It's just that Xiao Yu needs to leave for a moment to help me confirm. I'm very insistent on this."

Xiao Yan wanted to say something, but hearing Yao Lao's words, he couldn't openly disobey his master's orders, could he?

"Tell Xiao Yu tomorrow that I'm the master behind you, and I've asked her to come over to do something for me. She also needs to go to your father and explain things, but don't reveal my true identity. As for what to say, you'll have to figure that out yourself. After you come back, start soaking in the hot springs."

"Teacher, is it really necessary to do this?" Xiao Yan asked again, not giving up. Yao Lao nodded and then fell silent.

"Yan'er, where is the Yin-Yang Reversal Flame stored in your body?" Yao Lao broke the silence, pulling Xiao Yan back to reality from his thoughts about Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yan gestured to an area below his navel and said, "Teacher, ever since I obtained the Yin-Yang Reversal Flame, this area often feels full, and sometimes it even moves lower." He then gestured to his penis.

The fighting spirit in this world is distributed throughout the body's meridians, bones, blood, flesh, and even the soul; it's not the dantian Xiao Yan knew in his previous life.

After a brief "hmm," Yao Lao said, "Just as I suspected, medical books say this area is the dantian, the so-called ancestor of life and the source of vitality. As for the area below, medical books call it the 'penis.' It seems your Xiao family ancestor, Xiao Xuan, left his greatest asset—the Soul Emperor, the Lord of the Soul Palace—to his descendants, hoping that a destined person among his descendants could inherit his unfinished ambition."

Yao Lao pointed at Xiao Yan, looking him up and down, and said, "However, it seems you are indeed that destined person now. The lucky one who didn't die from being burned after absorbing a strange fire for the first time without any preparation."

Xiao Yan felt his scalp tingle and trembled slightly as he said, "The Soul Emperor..."

"Of course not now. You can't even beat a Dou Zhe now. As for the Soul Emperor, he could take you down with a single finger." Yao Lao said with a smile.

"If we say that cultivation techniques are the foundation and fighting skills are the application, then the Yin-Yang Reversal Heart Flame is the cultivation technique, and the Otherworldly Maiden Scripture is the fighting skill used in actual combat. They are complementary and mutually reinforcing." Yao Lao murmured, "This is the third cultivation, the 'penis'!"

"And what's even more fortunate is that the materials I spent a great deal of effort collecting back then, the materials needed to devour the strange fire, are now in my hands." As he spoke, Yao Lao summoned three materials—Ice Spirit Cold Spring, Blood Lotus Pill, and Spirit Absorption Pill—to the table.

"Now, I'll help you refine them into your body! You've really gotten a great deal." Yao Lao said with a smile.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Chapter Twelve: The Medicine Clan

The next day, Xiao Yu entered the room. Her elegant, understated makeup gave her the air of a refined lady, and her voluptuous figure was undeniable despite her ordinary attire. The old medicine master gasped, "Who are you? Why are you willing to serve the young master in the Xiao family?"

"You are Xiao Yan's teacher, and I, Xiao Yu, will respectfully address you as such. I am an orphan, kindly taken in by Xiao Yan's father and sent to serve him."

The old medicine master snorted, summoning a black cauldron. "You don't know about this Black Demon Cauldron, do you?"

Xiao Yu's eyes lit up with surprise, her heart filled with excitement. She exclaimed, "The Black Demon Cauldron, ranked eighth among the Heavenly Demon Cauldrons! Are you Yao Chen?"

"That's right, I am Yao Chen. Who are you? Tell me the truth!" the old medicine master said sternly.

"Since you keep calling me Yao Chen, then Xiao Yu will not hide it from you. My real name is Yao Ling. I am one of the few dozen Yao Clan members who were able to escape and wander outside after the Soul Palace destroyed the Yao Clan." Xiao Yu turned her beautiful eyes and looked north into the distance. That was a place called Yao Realm, her former hometown.

Upon hearing this, Yao Lao was utterly shocked, his heart filled with mixed emotions. He murmured for a long time, unable to calm down, "How could this be? The once powerful Yao Clan is gone just like that?"

Xiao Yu placed her jade-like hand on Yao Lao's sleeve, a surge of soul power erupting forth and clashing with Yao Lao's. This was the Yao Clan's secret method of identifying members through soul imprints. She softly said, "Now you believe I'm a member of the Yao Clan, right?"

Xiao Yu, her face filled with sorrow, said in a deep voice, "That was fifteen years ago. Although the scene from that night is deeply etched in my mind, I dare not think about it. Because my tears have dried up, and I can no longer cry."

The Yao Realm was an alternate dimension created by the Yao Clan's Dou Di. The Yao Clan excelled at refining pills, possessing the unique and powerful soul power essential for alchemy. With the help of pills, many powerful figures emerged within the clan. Among the eight ancient clans, they were neither allied nor hostile, maintaining a neutral stance towards the various forces of the Dou Qi Continent, making a living through the trade of pills. It could be described as a secluded paradise, independent of the world.

That night, the Soul Palace Master, Soul Emperor, arrived in the Medicine Realm with black flames seeping from the void. The black flames blotted out

the sky, enveloping this entire alternate dimension of the Medicine Realm. Under the cover of those black flames, the Medicine Clan formed a protective formation, circling in the sky to fight back. Unexpectedly, everyone within the formation suddenly felt their battle qi gradually draining away, as if some invisible force was constantly devouring their battle qi... Later, they learned that it was the Void Devouring Flame, ranked second on the Strange Flame Ranking.

In the seven days and seven nights of continuous clashes, the protective formation trembled more and more violently. Finally, amidst horrified gazes, it cracked open with a snap. The protective formation ultimately collapsed completely, turning into countless points of light that poured down from the sky. The points of light reflected beams of light, illuminating the wooden, blank faces below.

On the sixth day, seeing the situation was dire, the remaining elders of the clan hastily arranged for their people to retreat to the Ancient Clan. Although the Ancient Clan was proud and arrogant, and had many conflicts with the Medicine Clan over the request to refine pills, the elders believed that even if the Soul Palace was powerful and strong, it wouldn't dare to easily harm the Ancient Clan. The Ancient Clan had far more top experts than the Medicine Clan, and the Ancient Clan had always cooperated with the Thunder Clan and the Flame Clan, sharing weal and woe. This was a lesson learned from the Medicine Clan's refusal to ally with other clans. Only by isolating and helpless could the Soul Palace subsequently seal off the Medicine Realm to block information from the outside world. The other clans would naturally know, but they wouldn't know the reason, and could only suspect that the Soul Palace had intervened.

Little did they know, the Soul Clan had already arranged a large force to block the Medicine Clan's route to the Ancient Realm. Many clansmen encountered the Soul Palace and engaged in fierce battles. Only a few groups that fled in the opposite direction survived without being killed or captured, and scattered throughout the Dou Qi Continent, living a life of displacement. Afterwards, the Soul Palace paid special attention to high-level alchemists, investigating whether they were members of the Medicine Clan, so as to use them for their own purposes.

The Medicine Clan was thus wiped out, but each member of the Medicine Clan, proficient in pharmacology, possessed a Grade One Soul-Burning Pill and did not wish for their souls to be captured and used after death. Therefore, in that great war, apart from those whose souls were directly devoured by the Void Devouring Flame, the Soul Palace obtained very few high-level alchemists. Xiao Yu took out a red pill and stared at it, saying, "Look, I've prepared this pill for when I might need it."

The old doctor, hearing this, burst into tears, his already aged face appearing even more lifeless. He gently reached out his slightly trembling hand to comfort Xiao Yu's head, saying, "My poor child, although I was expelled from the Medicine Clan, the Medicine Clan is my eternal family. From now on, you will follow my arrangements, okay?"

Xiao Yu nodded, saying, "Perhaps I have no family left in the world. If you're willing, teacher, could you be the godfather of the Medicine Spirit? The Medicine Spirit will certainly treat you like her own father." Overwhelmed with emotion,

Xiao Yu couldn't help but throw herself into the old doctor's arms, like a girl pleading with her father. Then, she asked in surprise, "You... have no heartbeat?"

The old doctor briefly described the changes that had occurred in his body, but then uttered a question that made the already pale-faced Xiao Yu blush instantly: "Do you... like Xiao Yan?"

"You don't need to answer, I know." He summoned two bottles of pills, one for Nalan Yanran. The old apothecary said kindly, "As for this bottle, whether you use it or not is entirely up to you." Opening the bottle, he revealed a large, round, black and yellow pill—a seventh-grade pill called the Tendon-Changing and Fetal-Exploding Pill.

"Although Xiao Yan is weak now, he will surely achieve great things in the future. He needs your help right now." Hearing the old apothecary's abrupt words, Xiao Yu, who had been hesitant, finally picked up the large, black and yellow pill.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Chapter Thirteen:

In Xiao Yu's room, the young man sat naked, his hands clasped, legs crossed, in a meditation posture in a wooden basin. His eyes were closed, and his breathing was steady and powerful.

The basin was filled with azure liquid, the Foundation Establishment Elixir, which, when slightly shaken, reflected strange light—quite magical. A bluish-green liquid, clinging to the boy's skin, seeped into his body through his pores, nourishing his bones and cleansing his meridians…

The boy's chest heaved slightly, his breathing rhythmic. As the cultivation time increased, the bluish-green liquid in the wooden basin gradually emitted a faint aura, rising slowly and finally entering his body with his breath. As the energy flowed into his body, the boy's angular face seemed to suddenly radiate a warm, jade-like glow.

A graceful woman entered. Upon recognizing Xiao Yu, Xiao Yan hurriedly covered his lower body with his hands. Xiao

Yu looked at the bluish-green liquid in the basin and smiled, saying, "Did your teacher arrange this for you?"

Seeing Xiao Yu amidst the rising steam, Xiao Yan felt a hazy and wondrous sensation, sensing that Xiao Yu was very different now! Xiao Yu's beauty, lightly made up, is different from Gu Xinwen's gorgeous elegance, Nalan Yanran's heroic spirit, and Xiao Xun'er's exquisite charm. At this moment, Xiao Yu's eyes, filled with longing, are captivating as she gazes at the wooden basin.

A faint heat rose from his dantian, causing his large penis to stir involuntarily. Thinking of his sister, Xiao Yan immediately composed himself and closed his eyes to rest.

"What's wrong? Is my sister that ugly?" Xiao Yu asked, a smile playing on her lips. "What did the Xiao Clan Chief say?"

"Father said that the Xiao family owes my sister only a debt of gratitude. If my sister wants to leave, he will not stop her. If she doesn't want to stay in the Xiao family, she can choose to manage any of the family's businesses. If my sister doesn't mind, I think being your sworn sister would be a blessing for Xiao Yan." Xiao Yan said, still with his eyes closed.

"But my sister doesn't want to be your sworn sister." Hearing this, Xiao Yan opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Yu. His gaze lingered on her alluring red lips and delicate, beautiful face. A captivating fragrance emanated from her. Xiao Yan had never realized Xiao Yu could be so charming and alluring.

"Sister has decided to obey Teacher's words and will be leaving soon. Now, sister will give you a keepsake." Using her Dou Qi, she pulled Xiao Yan out of the wooden basin, and a huge, erect penis surged out of the water.

Ever since that night two years ago, Xiao Yan's massive penis had appeared in Xiao Yu's dreams, wreaking havoc. Seeing this erect penis again, it seemed even larger.

Xiao Yu lowered her head, revealing her fair neck, and brushed her hair aside with her jade-like hand. Her bright red lips tried to swallow the penis whole, but her delicate mouth could only hold half of it, unable to go any deeper. Xiao Yu thought to herself, "So big."

This was the first time Xiao Yan had been given oral sex while awake, and he couldn't help but shudder, letting out a cry of pleasure. His penis felt the warmth and smoothness of Xiao Yu's mouth, tightly enveloped by a warm, moist mass, an exceptionally comfortable sensation. An unprecedented impulse surged through his nerves.

Xiao Yu held the hot, red glans in her mouth, sucking and stroking it repeatedly with her cheeks. As she sucked, her soft, tender tongue clung to the shaft, swirling from side to side. When she released it, it didn't leave her red lips before being forcefully swallowed back down, never leaving her small mouth. Or she would press her soft tongue against the small opening in the center of the glans, relentlessly licking and teasing it.

One jade-like hand rubbed and slid on the scrotum, while the other hand vigorously caressed Xiao Yan's buttocks. Her mouth and hands worked together, swallowing and spitting incessantly, until the sounds of her sucking filled the room.

As a drop of white fluid seeped from the glans, trembling with an impending burst, Xiao Yu spat out the large penis from her mouth. Seeing the glans swollen, round, and purplish-red, its veins bulging as if about to burst, she felt a surge of passion, her heart fluttering. Slowly raising her beautiful eyes, she gazed at Xiao Yan with tender affection and said, "I'll give it all to you today, you little rascal." Her graceful figure moved towards the bed, lightly undressing, her thin robe and gauze half-covering her chest, her jade-

like body lying there, exuding boundless allure. Xiao Yan, burning with desire, felt a swirling energy within his lower body. He aimed his glans at her vulva, slowly lowering himself, his entire glans stretching open the entrance to her honeyed opening, inch by inch, his eight-inch penis fully plunging into her vagina.

A scream erupted from Xiao Yu, a sharp, tearing pain shooting from between her legs to her limbs, making her scalp tingle and her eyes well up with tears, a sight that evoked boundless pity.

Xiao Yan stared in disbelief. Xiao Yu was a virgin. Suppressing his desire, his erection lurked within her, unable to move.

Xiao Yu looked at the man who possessed her body. She had watched him grow up since childhood; now he was handsome and dashing, his brows radiating tenderness. She only wanted to satisfy his desires, nothing more. He initiated a kiss, their tongues entwined, passionate and fiery. After a short while, Xiao Yu said in a soft, seductive voice, "You can move now, you little rascal."

Xiao Yan moved slowly and deliberately, his movements gentle and deliberate. Xiao Yu panted softly, her alluring demeanor igniting his boundless desire. Unconsciously, he began to pound and thrust wildly, the sounds of their lovemaking echoing in the air.

Xiao Yu closed her eyes, her brows relaxed, enjoying the fullness and tightness. She felt the large, hot penis hard, the glans scraping against the vaginal walls, slowly penetrating deeper until it reached the very depths of her vagina, pressing against her tender clitoris.

Xiao Yan's penis was incredibly large, stretching her entire vulva as if it were about to burst, yet it was also incredibly pleasurable. This feeling of overflowing pleasure was truly indescribable. "I... I've been touched again..."

Xiao Yan thrust wildly, making Xiao Yu sway and her breasts shake, her fair skin flushed and hot, covered in fragrant sweat, her mouth constantly moaning loudly, making one's soul drift away.

After a long time, Xiao Yan felt a large amount of nectar and vaginal fluid gushing out from Xiao Yu, his large penis tightly bound by her vagina, the tender flesh of her vagina sucking and licking wildly, a feeling of release rushing to his head, the cup-sized glans pressing firmly against the depths of her flower core, rotating and rubbing against it.

Soon after, semen gushed forth like a torrent, the large penis trembling as it reached the depths of her tender flower, then ceased thrusting. Xiao Yu felt a surge of heat, her whole body trembling violently, ejaculating with a blissful satisfaction, and she and he climaxed again. Both felt the pleasure, exhaling a breath of fresh air.

After the passion subsided, Xiao Yu appeared even more alluring and captivating, her entire being radiating charm. Xiao Yan watched as the Yin-Yang Reversal Flame within him, which had recently returned to calm, surged forth again, circulating its energy. Xiao Yu nodded shyly, everything unspoken. That night, Xiao Yan's desires were satisfied wave after wave on Xiao Yu's voluptuous body. After ejaculating several times, he was dizzy and disoriented, yet still wanted to fight to the death, but he was too weak to continue.

After several rounds of this, it was already past midnight. Xiao Yu, claiming to be completely exhausted, refused to leave, nor did she want to bathe or cleanse herself. The two of them, naked, embraced and fell asleep. After Xiao Yan fell into a deep sleep, Xiao Yu rummaged through the clothes scattered beside the bed, took out a large, round, black and yellow pill, swallowed it, and muttered "Little rascal" with a smile. Looking at the soundly sleeping Xiao Yan beside her, she silently called him "Little rascal" before falling asleep herself.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Chapter Fourteen: Soul Realm

. The soul realm is divided into four levels: Mortal Realm, Spirit Realm, Heaven Realm, and Emperor Realm. Each realm is further divided into three minor grades: early stage, middle stage, and Great Perfection. The vast majority of people, even alchemists below the eighth rank, remain at the Mortal Realm, only differing in the strength of their soul power.

Some seventh-rank alchemists, if by chance, might be able to faintly touch the Spirit Realm. If one's soul power reaches this level, it will possess an effect called "spirit endowment," imbuing the pill with spirituality. Most eighth-grade pills possess extraordinary spirituality, and it is precisely this spirituality that allows them to reach the eighth grade. Ordinary alchemists, no matter how skilled they are, cannot imbue their pills with spirituality; otherwise, the pills will never reach the eighth grade.

Many members of the Medicine Clan are seventh-grade alchemists or higher, with those of superior talent reaching the sixth grade. A very few with exceptional talent, with deliberate training and a stroke of luck, can even reach the ninth grade.

When Xiao Yu woke up, the sun was already high in the sky. Having overslept since coming to the Xiao family as a servant, this was the first time in fifteen years. She, who always loved cleanliness, hadn't bathed before bed, also a first. And her passionate encounter with Xiao Yan last night was also a first for her. Thinking of the first surprise she would experience in ten months, she looked at the soundly sleeping Xiao Yan beside her with a faint smile. The once listless behemoth was now lying there quietly, showing none of the swagger and aggressive demeanor of the previous night.

Xiao Yu glanced outside, thinking, "It's time to get up and prepare lunch, and also take a bath." Unexpectedly, as soon as she stepped out of bed, she felt weak and almost collapsed. Xiao Yu gave Xiao Yan a resentful look, but her heart was filled with tender affection. Entering her room, she saw Yao Lao already sitting inside, smiling at her.

Yao Lao asked, "Is it done?" Xiao Yu softly hummed in agreement, her right hand gently stroking her lower abdomen.

"That's not what I'm asking. I'm asking you, haven't you sensed any improvement in your soul power?" Yao Lao said with amusement. This woman's heart was only for Xiao Yan; letting her leave was better for both of them.

"Soul power?" Xiao Yu circulated her Dou Qi to stimulate her soul body, her face beaming with joy as she said, "Great Perfection of the Mortal Realm."

Yao Lao stroked his beard and smiled as well. "I've done my fair share of despicable things that harm others for my own benefit, but you're a member of my Yao Clan, so I wouldn't do that." Yao Lao's words were honest; who among those who hadn't stained their hands with blood or committed a single immoral act?

The old apothecary continued, "Yu'er, you come from the Medicine Clan, so your soul power already has a very good foundation. There are even experts in the Medicine Clan whose soul realm has reached the Spirit Realm or even the Sky-Gazing Realm. The stronger the soul power, the stronger the soul perception after cultivation. I've seen your alchemy techniques; they're at least at the third rank, right?"

Xiao Yu nodded and said, "I didn't have the opportunity to take the alchemist test in the Xiao family, but I feel that I've reached the third rank, and I'm quite certain that my soul realm is at the mid-stage of the Mortal Realm. I was originally going to give up on alchemy cultivation."

The old apothecary sighed and said, "Yu'er, you missed the best opportunity. The so-called geniuses on the Dou Qi Continent are all deliberately cultivated before the age of eighteen. At eighteen, they stand out from the crowd like a dividing line, far surpassing those mediocre peers. So, even if I am the Medicine Venerable, my help to you is limited. Fortunately, your aptitude is not bad, and with diligent cultivation, you can reach a good realm." "

Come and kneel down, Yu'er." Xiao Yu knelt down as instructed without hesitation.

The old apothecary sighed, "I am an outcast of the medicine world, I cannot take you as my disciple, much less acknowledge you as my daughter, you must understand. This medical classic is the essence of my life's learning, and I now impart it to you. I will also give you several bottles of pills. Afterwards, find a quiet place to cultivate diligently. Remember, you must never return to the Xiao family or have any further contact with Xiao Yan."

Xiao Yu's eyes reddened as she looked at the thick scripture and said, "Yu'er will follow Master's arrangements. Although I do not understand the reason, Yu'er is deeply grateful for Master's great gift."

The old apothecary hummed in agreement, "Last night it seemed there were cats in heat, which kept interrupting my concentration while I was writing the scripture. I will be investigating some matters in Wutan City these two days, so pretend I am not here. Cherish this time! No need to see me off, I am leaving." "Also, don't forget the matter of Nalan Yanran that I told you before. Take good care of yourself from now on." The old apothecary patted Xiao Yu's head and left the room.

Xiao Yu knelt and bowed to Yao Lao as he left, pondering with her head down, "I may not be able to, but there are others who can." She unconsciously touched her stomach and smiled.

On Xiao Yan's bed, clothes were scattered everywhere, the sheets were disheveled and stained with sweat. The man and woman, having engaged in countless intimate encounters, rested wearily after their intense battle, ready to resume their fight. "Sister Yu, Teacher told you he's been away these past two days investigating something?"

Xiao Yu's hair was slightly askew, her face flushed, her eyes sparkling with desire. She tapped Xiao Yan's forehead with her slender white fingers and said, "You! You haven't even been soaking in the Foundation Establishment Elixir, just constantly pestering me. Teacher said your soul power has increased; get up and try it."

After Xiao Yan got up, Xiao Yu also rose and channeled her battle qi to stimulate Xiao Yan's soul. She was secretly amazed, "Great Perfection of the Mortal Realm," and smiled, "Not bad!" Xiao Yan's eyes once again held that familiar lustful gaze as he appraised Xiao Yu's large, round, and firm breasts, which, after being repeatedly kneaded and squeezed by him, appeared even more mature and full, possessing a unique charm.

Xiao Yu murmured softly, "You...you..." Xiao Yan lowered his head and took one of her tender, red, budding nipples into his mouth. Xiao Yu remained silent, only able to let him have his way.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Chapter Fifteen: The Auction House

In the Jia Ma Empire, the Mittel family, the Nalan family, and the Mu family were known as the three giants of Jia Ma. These three families had influence in the empire's business and military circles, and their power was considerable.

The Mittel Auction House, the largest auction house in Wutan City, also belonged to the wealthiest family in the Jia Ma Empire: the Mittel family. In the Jia Ma Empire, the Mittel family was arguably the wealthiest. The Mittel family boasts a long and illustrious history, having developed within the Gama Empire for centuries. Their political, business, military, and pharmaceutical connections are intricately intertwined, and

they have maintained a long-standing friendly relationship with the Gama Empire's royal family. This incredibly wealthy family is primarily supported by the Gama Empire's Alchemist Guild, whose vice-president has always been a member of the Mittel family. The current vice-president, Mittel Tengshan, is also the guild leader. Therefore, with such a powerful background as the Mittel family, no one dares to covet their profits, no matter how tempting they may be. While the

Mittel family values training fighters, they place even greater emphasis on training alchemists. However, the most basic requirement for becoming an alchemist is possessing a soul with fire and wood attributes. In the Dou Qi Continent, a person's attributes depend on their soul. A soul can only ever possess one attribute; other attributes cannot be mixed in. Therefore, it is virtually impossible for a body to possess two attributes of different strengths, although a very small number of souls can mutate. Most mutated souls possessing fire and wood elemental attributes are inherited genetically, which explains why the Mittel family can dominate the lucrative medicinal herb and elixir business in the Gama Empire.

Walking towards the massive venue at the end of the street, a person draped in a black cloak emanated two voices. A childish voice asked, "Teacher, are you sure you want to do this?" An aged voice replied, "As the young master of the Xiao family, you'll be recognized immediately, which will cause trouble for the Xiao family. You must know that alchemists are highly sought after by all factions. Your current strength is insufficient; it's better to keep a low profile. Stop nagging, go back and soak in the hot springs. Don't slack off while I'm gone." The childish voice guiltily replied, "Yes, teacher."

Under the watchful eyes of several fully armed guards at the auction house entrance, a middle-aged man approached with a professional smile: "Sir, are you here for the auction? Or to appraise a treasure?"

Xiao Yan took out a white jade bottle from his robes, and said in a somewhat dry, aged voice, "To appraise this bottle of second-grade pills. Please lead the way." Hearing that it was a second-grade pill, the middle-aged man's attitude became much more respectful. "Alright, please come in and have a seat. I'll invite Master Gu Ni from our auction house over."

The middle-aged man brought over an elderly man in a blue robe with slightly graying hair. "Sir, this is Master Gu Ni from our auction house. He is a three-star Great Dou Master! He is also a second-grade alchemist!" the middle-aged man introduced respectfully.

Xiao Yan's gaze swept over the old man, finally settling on his chest. There, instead of a gold star, was drawn something resembling a medicine furnace. On the surface of the furnace, two silver ripples shimmered with a noble radiance. On the Dou Qi Continent, alchemy requires precise control over the Dou Qi flames, so alchemists are also fire-attribute Dou Zhe (Fighter/Double Warriors). However, they only present themselves as alchemists to demonstrate their extraordinary status.

Gu Ni, already seated, picked up the white jade bottle on the table and inquired. The old alchemist's aged voice replied, "Foundation Building Elixir can enhance the cultivation speed of Dou Qi to its optimal level, but it is only effective for those below the Dou Zhe level." Gu Ni opened his mouth to speak, but the old alchemist, seemingly understanding Gu Ni's thoughts, slowly explained, "This elixir has no side effects, and its medicinal power is extremely mild. It won't cause such a result, so you can rest assured."

Gu Ni sniffed the fragrant aroma, his old eyes narrowed slightly, his pupils flickering. He tilted the bottle slightly, and a small drop of azure liquid slowly rolled out, hovering in his palm. His eyes fixed on the liquid, Gu Ni pinched two fingers together, and a thin silver needle appeared between them. The needle rippled slightly with battle aura. He quietly inserted it into the liquid and gently stirred it…

As the needle stirred, Gu Ni's expression gradually changed from calm to solemn. A moment later, he collected the cyan liquid into a jade bottle. When his gaze swept back towards Xiao Yan, a hint of respect appeared on his arrogant face. He turned to the middle-aged man and said in a deep voice, "The spiritual liquid has reached the level of a second-grade pill. What you said, sir, is true!"

The middle-aged man beside him smiled warmly at Xiao Yan and said, "Sir, are you planning to auction this spiritual liquid?" Xiao Yan nodded and said in an aged voice, "Yes, can you arrange the earliest possible auction time for me?"

"Hehe, that's no problem at all. Sir, please take this to Auction Room Number One. An auction is currently underway there. Your spiritual liquid will be auctioned off shortly!" The middle-aged man smiled and handed over a black iron token. "Okay." Xiao Yan casually took the iron token and left the room without lingering, under the watchful eyes of the two men.

The middle-aged man asked, "Master Gu Ni, is he an alchemist?" "Yes, indeed an alchemist. That keen soul perception... there's no mistake..." Gu Ni nodded, then frowned, muttering to himself with some doubt, "But which faction's alchemist is he from? I've never heard of an alchemist in Wutan City who can refine second-grade pills."

"Remember, even if you can't befriend him, you must never offend him, or the consequences will be dire." With a few cold words, Gu Ni drifted away.

Under the lights in the center of the auction hall, a beautiful woman in a red robe was explaining the functions of the items in her hands to everyone in the hall with a charming, seductive voice that made one's bones tingle. She was Ya Fei, the chief auctioneer of the Mittel Auction House, a beauty almost everyone in Wutan City knew. Her mature and alluring charm had caused many men to fall at her feet.

It has to be said, this woman was a master at creating an atmosphere. Every smile and gesture of hers would cause the prices in the audience to skyrocket. And whenever this happened, she would give a charming smile to those who raised their bids, instantly energizing those who were still agonizing over their price.

Xiao Yan, who was sitting quietly, suddenly frowned deeply. He turned his head slightly and looked at a man hidden in the darkness not far from his seat. At this moment, the man was staring at Ya Fei on the stage with burning eyes, his hands moving constantly beneath her as her rosy cherry lips parted slightly...

"Damn it!" Xiao Yan cursed under his breath, rolling his eyes. This guy was too ruthless. It was unbearable to look at! He shifted his gaze to the other side and suddenly paused. "Uh... Father?" Xiao Yan glanced at a middle-aged man sitting in the front row and couldn't help but look at him strangely. In the VIP seats in the front row were the two patriarchs of the Jia Lie family and the Aoba family. Xiao Yan thought to himself, "There must be something about to be auctioned here that's attracting them!"

His gaze swept back to the high platform, and he couldn't take his eyes off the woman in the red dress, whose full and alluring curves were captivating. He felt a surge of energy flowing quietly in his dantian. How could this woman be so beautiful?

Yao Lao's voice appeared in his mind, pulling Xiao Yan back from his lewd thoughts. "Yan'er, calm your mind. Use your soul power to resist, empty your mind, let your eyes see and your heart perceive. Use your heart to see your surroundings, don't let desire pull you away. Achieve a heart free of dust, with all thoughts unified." He added, "The heart is often a manifestation of soul power, something akin to intuition, a sixth sense beyond the five senses, an ability to observe and control the outside world without the control of the brain."

Startled awake, Xiao Yan suddenly realized something. Focusing his mind, he felt as if his soul had left his body. A strange fluctuation suddenly permeated the surrounding world, with faint, unusual currents seeping through the spatial ripples, much like the infrared radiation he had experienced in his previous life. At this moment, the human body transformed into a spectrum, mostly an unresponsive gray—these were ordinary people. In his father Xiao Zhan's VIP area, there were three small points of light. The one in the center, presumably where the woman in the red dress was, had a much brighter and more dazzling spectrum than the three, no wonder it attracted people like phototropic insects.

Xiao Yan's soul power was limited, and he quickly regained his senses, muttering under his breath, "A vixen." Suddenly, the hall erupted in commotion. "Five hundred thousand!" Hearing this, Xiao Yan's gaze shifted to Xiao Zhan, whose face remained indifferent after announcing the exorbitant price. "Five hundred and fifty thousand!"

His eyes slightly red, after a moment of silence, Jia Liebi coldly shouted, making a desperate gamble.

"You win." To everyone's surprise, Xiao Zhan smiled slightly after hearing Jialiebi's bid, and said teasingly to Jialiebi. Jialiebi's face was somewhat stunned. After a moment, his expression darkened. When he came to his senses, he realized that Xiao Zhan's purpose in bidding against him was actually to drive up the price. He had been tricked...

Ya Fei struck the auction gavel and announced, "The Wind Sweep Technique is successfully purchased by Clan Chief Jialiebi!" Watching the scene end, Xiao Yan couldn't help but chuckle. He slowly stood up and walked out of the venue.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Chapter Sixteen Fairy

Back in the treasure room, he quietly lowered his head and waited for the auction to end. "Hehe, is this the owner of the Foundation Establishment Elixir? This must be your first time in Wutan City, sir?" A fragrant breeze wafted by, and a soft, sweet laugh suddenly rang in Xiao Yan's ears, making his heart tremble slightly. It was Ya Fei, the owner of the auction house, who had come in person.

Upon closer contact, Xiao Yan once again experienced the woman's mature charm. Her pretty face, with its charming smile, revealed a pair of long, narrow, watery eyes that seemed to be constantly releasing temptations to men. His gaze subtly moved over her slender and elegant neck, but he was almost drawn in by the deep, milky cleavage. Her slender waist, swaying like a water snake, was naturally alluring, making one feel an irresistible urge to forcefully pin her to the ground and whip her.

Forcibly suppressing the lewd thoughts in his heart, Xiao Yan nodded slightly and muttered "demon" to himself again. At the same time, Yao Lao's voice came out dryly, "The auction was successful? Give me the money, I have other things to do!"

Seemingly surprised by the age of the person under the black robe, Ya Fei covered her red lips with her jade hand and chuckled softly. Her full breasts drew a breathtaking arc. After chuckling for a while, Ya Fei said with a smile, "Please wait a little longer, sir. Some formalities are still being processed. Do you mind if I sit down?"

Ya Fei sat down directly in the chair opposite Xiao Yan, crossed her legs with her right leg over her left, and crossed her legs. Her beautifully curved calves were fair and plump, smooth and shiny as if they had been oiled. There was an arch between her shoes and her white and pink soles. The tight red dress could not hide the red at the end of her legs.

With her pearly teeth lightly biting her red lips, she softly inquired, "Old sir, Ya Fei rarely sees an alchemist without a badge. May I ask your name?" "I've been traveling here and lack funds, hence this alchemy auction. I don't wish to attract attention," she replied somewhat coldly. This old fox, the alchemist, wouldn't be tempted by the slightest allure from the vixen beside him.

The newcomer respectfully said to Ya Fei, "The formalities are complete." Ya Fei smiled and took out a personal crystal card, emblazoned with the Mittel family crest: "Old sir, this is a VIP card for the Mittel Auction House. With this card, you will receive VIP treatment at any Mittel family auction house. Furthermore, the auction tax rate will be reduced from 10% to 9%. Old sir, the Foundation Establishment Elixir sold for 40,000 gold coins. After deducting the 10% tax, the remaining amount is stored in this card."

Xiao Yan seemed to be staring blankly at Ya Fei's legs. Just as he was about to get up after being alerted by Yao Lao's cough, Yao Lao said, "I have two more bottles of Foundation Establishment Elixir here. Please auction them off in order, and then transfer the money to my card. Also, I have another favor to ask of you, Miss Ya Fei. Purchase the medicinal herbs listed on this card from the Mittel family's pharmacy. Here is the card; deduct the amount from it. I will come back to collect it later." He left behind the two white jade bottles and the card before departing.

Watching the figure disappear around the corner, Ya Fei narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly and called out loudly, "Uncle Gu Ni, you can come out now. Take a look at these medicinal herbs, okay?" Gu Ni appeared, took the prescription, and examined it for a long time. He sighed and said with a wry smile, "If I remember correctly, these should be the ingredients for refining Grade 4 Qi Gathering Powder, Grade 3 Meridian Protection Pill, and Ice Heart Pill. Indeed, only the pharmacy belonging to my Mittel family in Wutan City can gather the ingredients needed for these Grade 3 and 4 pills."

Gu Ni calculated like a shrewd businessman and then said, "If these two bottles of Foundation Establishment Elixir can be sold for the same price as this auction, the money in my card will be just enough to pay for the herbs. However, as far as I know, there are only about twenty Grade 4 alchemists in the Jia Ma Empire. How come I've never heard of this black-robed man before?

" Fei nodded slightly, her beautiful eyes sparkling, and murmured softly, "A fourth-grade alchemist... If there's a chance, I must win him over!" Seemingly remembering something, she added, "Uncle Gu Ni, I heard the Jia Lie family invited Liu Xi, a disciple of the Pill King Gu He, to assist them. I wonder if it's him?"

Gu Ni shook his head. "No, although the Pill King Gu He is a fifth-grade alchemist, none of his disciples have reached the fourth grade. Although Miss intends to entrust her with the task of training young high-level alchemists, I've heard that Liu Xi is greedy and lecherous. It's best if Miss doesn't get close to him."

Fei blushed slightly. "I understand. The Jia Lie family's actions are clearly aimed at the Xiao family. My Mitel family has always remained neutral, never interfering in the conflicts of other families. Uncle Gu Ni, go prepare this prescription!" Watching Gu Ni's disappearing figure, the smile on Fei's pretty face slowly faded, her delicate brows furrowed, and she leaned back lazily in her chair, her curves fully revealed.

Ya Fei's thoughts swayed. "A fourth-grade alchemist? With his support, I'd be one step closer to becoming the head of the Mittel family. Since Uncle Hai Dongbo passed away, the family elders have overwhelmingly sided with the Medicine faction. The current situation is extremely unfavorable for me. Perhaps... well, I can't become an alchemist, but if he's the offspring of a young, handsome, high-level alchemist, then in twenty years, the vast Mittel family will still be under my control."

A shrewd glint flashed in Ya Fei's eyes as she read, "Although I don't know how you managed to disguise your voice as old and hoarse, your lingering affection for your stunning figure didn't escape my notice. I have over a decade of experience in the business world! I wonder what kind of person he will be?" As she read, she suddenly blushed and added, "I knew no man could resist the view under my skirt. Heh, red... that's the most provocative color."

Within the Mittel family, there are the Medicine faction and the Qi faction, who take turns holding the position of patriarch based on their strength. If there were a Dou Huang (Battle Emperor), then that would be a prestigious position. Although the Medicine Sect had always held the position of Vice President of the Alchemist Guild of the Jia Ma Empire, their Dou Zhe (Battle Masters) were all at the Dou Wang (Battle King) level, putting them at a slight disadvantage in the factional competition within the family. Take the Yunlan Sect, the top sect in the Jia Ma Empire, for example. Even Gu He, the Pill King at the peak of the fifth-grade alchemist level, could only be a respected elder, subordinate to the two successive Dou Huang sect leaders of the Yunlan

Sect, Yun Shan and Yun Yun. If a Dou Huang is the fist and a fifth-grade alchemist is the palm, then the palm can certainly grasp many things, but it cannot compare to a fatal punch. In a seat on the left side of the head of the main hall of the Jia Lie family, a young man in his thirties dressed in white leaned lazily against the back of his chair, his face pale from excessive indulgence. At this moment, a lewd glint occasionally flashed in his eyes. One of the young man's hands was slowly slipping under the clothes of a pretty maid standing beside him, his unbridled manner showing no restraint despite the presence of many people. Under the youth's desecration, the pretty maid's face showed slight panic, her eyes welled with moisture, and her delicate body trembled slightly, yet she dared not utter a sound.

At this moment, all the elders of the Jialie family gathered together, their greedy eyes fixed on a small green jade bottle on the table, as if a storm was about to break...

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Chapter Seventeen: Burnt Stir-fry The

allure of Ya Fei, this enchanting woman, was like a spiritual attack, directly impacting Xiao Yan's soul and making his mind drowsy. "Yan'er, are you there?" In a daze, a knock suddenly came from the door.

Opening his drowsy eyes, Xiao Yan quickly jumped out of bed, opened the door, looked at Xiao Zhan standing outside, scratched his head, and asked with an embarrassed smile, "Father, is there something you need?"

"Can't I come to see you if there's nothing wrong? You little rascal." Xiao Zhan chuckled and gently rubbed Xiao Yan's head with his large hand.

"Still regretting that? Heh, it's her loss that she doesn't like my son. What's there to be sad about? A grown man shouldn't act like a child. I know my son, Xiao Zhan's son, is definitely not a good-for-nothing!" Xiao Zhan said boldly. "Here, take it. Consider it a donation from your father!" Xiao Zhan took out a white jade bottle that Xiao Yan was very familiar with from his pocket and handed it over. "Foundation Building Elixir, it can accelerate the cultivation speed of Dou Qi. I bought it at auction today." Xiao Zhan grinned.

Xiao Yan thought to himself, "So that sucker was my father?" Looking at the Foundation Building Elixir that had gone around in circles and returned to his hand, he felt a little amused and exasperated. Looking at Xiao Zhan's gentle smile, Xiao Yan felt a little moved. He sniffled, his nose tingling slightly, but he didn't know what to say.

"Yan'er, here are ten thousand gold coins for Xiao Yu. If it's from you, I believe she won't refuse. So I'm entrusting this matter to you. Also, please thank her for taking care of you in the Xiao family for so many years, and tell her: the Xiao family will always welcome her home." Xiao Zhan patted Xiao Yan and said, "Without Xiao Yu's help, I would be even busier. As for you, Yan'er, you need to learn to be independent and take care of yourself. If anything happens, just tell me."

Yao Lao then appeared and said, "I've taken care of Yu'er for you. Here's another ten thousand gold coins!" Xiao Yan glared. His eyes widened, his mouth gaped open so wide a fly could fly in, and all he wanted to do was curse, muttering, "Do you think I run a money exchange?"

The old man pointed to the bottle of Foundation Establishment Elixir on the table. "Look, isn't there another bottle? Go auction this one again tomorrow, get the card back, and use the remaining money to buy some common medicinal herbs for refining first-grade pills. Start learning alchemy with me."

Another day passed. Back in his room, Xiao Yan had carefully cleaned the rust from the black iron sheet, making it somewhat shiny and radiating a faint glow, exuding a mysterious aura. Holding the iron sheet between his palms, Xiao Yan slowly closed his eyes, his soul perception flowing smoothly down his arm and into the black iron sheet. As Xiao Yan's breathing became steady, the room returned to calm. This is the cultivation of soul power taught by Yao Lao. The originally ordinary black iron piece, Xiao Yan gradually realized that Yao Lao had used his powerful soul perception to sense it. However, he could not do that yet. He had to make contact with it. He could only slightly sense that there was a set of fighting techniques hidden inside the black iron piece.

However, utilizing soul power is too mentally taxing, and Xiao Yan can only concentrate for less than a minute at a time. After dinner, he immediately soaks in the Foundation Establishment Elixir. Several times, Xiao Zhan passed by and saw Xiao Yan assuming a cultivation posture in the wooden basin, his ten fingers forming hand seals, then calming his restless mind and slowly closing his eyes to cultivate. His disciplined routine showed no sign of laziness, and after that, Xiao Zhan gradually stopped coming to check on him. The shrewd Xiao Zhan had already guessed what was going on. He pondered, "Yan'er has a master teaching her, and he seems to be an alchemist. That Foundation Establishment Elixir looks quite effective; although several bottles have appeared, none have been successfully bid on. Are there any other ways to help Yan'er? Recently, the Jia Lie family and my Xiao family are about to engage in a fierce market battle. Then I'll have even less time to care for Yan'er. Xiao Yu is gone; who will be there to keep Yan'er company?"

As Xiao Zhan walked, he pondered this question, then suddenly looked up with a start. "Oh dear! I'm getting senile! How could I forget her? She and Yan'er have a very good relationship
; I can tell. Besides, her powerful master provides even greater protection for Yan'er. Tomorrow I'll go and ask her to leave the Xiao family martial arts school and train with Yan'er!" At this moment, Xiao Zhan was focused on being a father, completely oblivious to how undignified it would be for the head of his clan to ask a junior member of the Xiao family for help!

A month after Xiao Yu's departure, Xiao Yan, aside from burying himself in alchemy, devoted all his remaining attention to the low-level Xuan-rank fighting techniques contained in the black iron plate. Under Yao Lao's guidance, Xiao Yan gradually mastered some of the secrets of the Absorption Palm technique.

Today, he practiced from morning till nearly dusk, silently practicing the Absorption Palm technique all day. Suddenly, Xiao Yan felt a power gathering in his meridians.
He slightly curled his right palm into a claw shape, guiding the faint Qi within his body through specific meridians and acupoints in his palm under his conscious control, finally releasing a burst of suction force. However, since he was not yet at the Dou Zhe level and unable to condense Dou Qi, he had not yet seen any substantial effect, which left Xiao Yan somewhat disappointed.

After Xiao Yan finished soaking in the Foundation Establishment Elixir and got dressed, Yao Lao, who had been resting with his eyes closed, spoke up, "Yan'er, now I will pass on to you the beast fire left to you by your mother—the Purple Fire. The Purple Fire is a branch of the innate beast fire within the sixth-tier magical beast, the Purple Crystal Winged Lion King. Like Dou Qi, it is distributed throughout the body. Beast fire is inferior to other flames, so you must remember that if your abilities are insufficient, the two cannot be fused. Either the beast fire will be successfully assimilated by the other flame, or the fusion will fail due to excessive energy, causing your entire body to explode and you to die." Xiao Yan replied, "Yes, teacher, I understand."

"When absorbing the purple flame, follow the energy flow of the Burning Technique. Just bear with it for now." After saying this, Yao Lao placed a palm on Xiao Yan's brow. A fierce, scorching flame rapidly exploded throughout Xiao Yan's body. After Xiao Yan activated the Burning Technique, the Dou Qi vortexes lurking in his meridians continuously enveloped the purple flame. Tiny purple flames slowly seeped out from the vortexes, merging into his flesh and bones. Each time purple energy merged into his flesh, that area would slightly turn a pale purple.

As Xiao Yan gritted his teeth and endured the pain, Yao Lao gave a soft shout, "Open your mouth! Swallow the medicine!" One pill was a jade-white, third-grade meridian-protecting pill; another was a bluish-gray, third-grade ice-heart pill; and a second-grade Qi-restoring pill. An hour later, the purple flame had successfully fused. "Indeed, having an elder in the family is like having a treasure," Xiao Yan muttered to himself with relief. Yao Lao's status in Xiao Yan's heart was now skyrocketing.

Just a few days ago, right? When Xiao Zhan came to visit, he smelled the strong aroma of medicine. His wife was also an alchemist, so she knew that alchemy should not be disturbed, and quietly left. At that time, while Xiao Yan was learning, the old alchemist refined a third-grade protective pill and an ice-heart pill. As the grade of the pills increased, their aroma became increasingly rich and fragrant. As for Xiao Yan's novice alchemy, it mostly smelled like burnt stir-fried vegetables, with only occasional fragrance, like the ordinary aroma of roasted peanuts—nothing like the medicinal scent of pills.

Fortunately, the old alchemist had made second-grade pills for demonstration purposes. The shopkeeper of his family's medicine shop, with Xiao Yan's promise that he would take responsibility for any problems, and knowing that the medicinal materials needed for alchemy were only of ordinary second-grade price, bought and sold enough for Xiao Yan's future alchemy lessons.
Chapter Eighteen: Blasphemy

At dawn, a thin, pale mist shrouded the summit of the back mountain, lingering for a long time. A gentle breeze blew by, suddenly bringing with it the muffled sounds of flesh colliding, sounding like slapping.

Xiao Yan and Xiao Xun'er exchanged several palm strikes, Xiao Yan using his Absorbing Palm technique. For the past half month, the two had been training together in the grove near the Xiao family cemetery. Xiao Xun'er would be led away by Elder Binghe, whom she called Elder Binghe, to train alone, and she would tell Xiao Yan, "Stealing other clans' fighting techniques is a major taboo in the Dou Qi Continent." But whenever Elder Binghe was absent, or when she lingered by Xiao Yan's side after sparring under some pretext, she would unabashedly practice her clan's fighting techniques, seemingly without any fear of being spied on and learned.

Xiao Yan was training very diligently, and Yao Lao, Xiao Xun'er, and Elder Binghe all knew that Nalan Yanran was the one driving the effort behind it all. However, after witnessing the undeserved power of the Absorbing Palm, a low-level Xuan-rank fighting technique, both the two and the spirit knew that using only this technique in actual combat would be tantamount to suicide. The two and the spirit were very anxious. Yao Lao was too hasty in using this technique, fearing outsiders would think he was an incompetent teacher, a disgrace. Xiao Xun'er was eager to teach Xiao Yan practical fighting techniques, but was bound by clan rules against sharing them. Elder Binghe thought the same as Xiao Xun'er, but in the opposite direction; he was worried that Xiao Xun'er would secretly pass on clan fighting techniques to Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan thought to himself, "My cultivation can't stop. That woman... although she's arrogant, since she was accepted as a disciple by the Yunlan Sect Master, her cultivation talent must be extraordinary. If I can't beat her, I'll be killed on the spot. I know very well how deep that woman's resentment is after what she did." He snorted softly and took a deep breath. Just thinking about that woman filled Xiao Yan with an unusual diligence. He immediately perked up and abandoned his lazy thoughts.

During a break, the two frolicked among the trees and flowers, their innocent childhood friendship deepening their bond.

After a morning of training, the two were walking back along a country path when a man in black, carrying a young girl, approached them. They exchanged a glance, and the man in black, after a soft "Huh?", stopped and looked at Xiao Xun'er. He then glanced furtively left and right; finding no one else on the path, he chuckled maliciously, changed his mind, and released the girl.

Just as the two were wondering about the man in black's actions, Xiao Yan saw the girl lying on the grass, her hands and feet bound, her expression one of utter terror, tears streaming down her face – it was Xiao Mei. The man in black gathered his fighting spirit and attacked Xiao Xun'er swiftly and fiercely, clearly now targeting the stunningly beautiful girl in purple who had caught his eye.

The man in black stared intently at Xiao Xun'er, his hands trembling slightly with excitement. The elegant young woman before him was completely different from any woman he had ever been with before; her ethereal, lotus-like气质 (qi zhi, a kind of refined, otherworldly elegance) made him, a man obsessed with beauty, yearn to possess her immediately.

At this moment, Xiao Xun'er, like a pale purple butterfly, gracefully and nimbly dodged the man in black's swift attacks, her delicate and refined face remaining calm and composed.

Xiao Yan, upon recognizing Xiao Mei, was enraged, gathering his fighting spirit in both hands and unleashing a powerful palm strike. His attack was a killing blow, a palm strike that shook the martial world and alarmed countless sects. Xiao Xun'er caught a glimpse of this and smiled briefly before focusing on the battle. Elder Binghe, watching from the shadows, shook his head.

No one paid him any attention; it was as if he were practicing his moves alone. While Xiao Yan's stance was indeed imposing, his opponent wasn't a motionless stone to be absorbed, and besides, her fighting spirit was far superior to his own.

After several unsuccessful attacks, the man in black decided to retreat and fled towards the city. Xiao Xun'er gave chase, glancing back at Xiao Yan before shouting, "You lecherous thief, where do you think you're going?" Elder Binghe followed.

Xiao Yan smiled bitterly, then untied Xiao Mei's bound feet. Still terrified, Xiao Mei cried out, "You lecherous thief, don't touch me!" Xiao Yan was taken aback.

Xiao Mei and Xiao Yan were the same age and grew up together. When Xiao Yan was twelve, he became a Dou Zhe (Battle Warrior). Back then, the confident and seemingly limitless young man captivated countless girls, including the young Xiao Mei. From the pedestal of genius, he fell overnight to a level below even an ordinary person. This blow left the young man disheartened, and his reputation as a genius was gradually replaced by disdain and ridicule, including for the young Xiao Mei.

Sunlight streamed onto the slender woman's body, highlighting her alluring curves and her long, sexy legs, which were particularly captivating. Perhaps it was those enviable legs that stirred lust in the black-clad man who had come to spy on the Xiao family.

It was also when Xiao Yan was twelve years old that he inadvertently stumbled into Xiao Mei's bathing area, and the spirited Xiao Yan, in a fit of mischief, took the opportunity to touch her thigh. During the three years of Xiao Yan's downfall, he had often been given the cold shoulder by Xiao Mei, who looked at him with contempt and disgust, as if he were a pervert. "You lecher?" These words ignited Xiao Yan's anger. Instead of untying the ropes binding Xiao Mei's hands, he untied her short skirt and pulled it off, revealing a magnificent and beautiful river landscape before his eyes.

Beneath the snow-covered mound, sparse black hairs, soft as swallow feathers, emanated an exotic scent that assaulted his nostrils. The pristine, untouched pink and delicate forbidden land, its narrow, pink crevice tightly closed, drew Xiao Yan's head closer. His hands moved cautiously, as if afraid that the slightest force would break something. He parted the crevice, revealing a shimmering, glistening pink bud, its surface reflecting a delicate, creamy sheen. Suddenly, his fingertips touched a tiny, exquisitely delicate bean. Touched, it wriggled playfully, slippery and impossible to grasp, filling him with an inexplicable, inexplicable excitement.

Xiao Yan dared not go too far with this childhood playmate, but a look was acceptable, wasn't it? And if he'd already looked, a lick wouldn't hurt, would it? Xiao Yan felt his usual downward flow of energy from his dantian surge upwards to his head, causing a burning sensation. He then pressed his tongue

against her head and began to lick her delicately, sometimes gently sweeping with his tongue, sometimes lightly biting with his teeth, until the girl's tense body trembled slightly. The girl's pink and tender flesh was smooth and slippery, with a sweet and mellow taste that was endlessly delicious. Xiao Yan used his tongue as a substitute for his palm, employing the technique of sucking and

drawing in the fluids. His tongue felt a smooth and tight sensation, but when he tried to go deeper, a thin membrane blocked his way. Xiao Mei struggled to lift her head and saw a young man buried in his flesh, licking and indulging in wanton acts between her round and slender legs. The sounds of sucking and slurping were constant, and she felt extremely ashamed but helpless.

After a long time, the girl's pink and tender flesh suddenly gushed out like a downpour, drenching Xiao Yan's face. After being splashed, Xiao Yan's mind gradually cleared, and he realized his inappropriate behavior. He forcefully pulled the ropes binding the girl's hands and covered his head with his hands as he ran away.

Xiao Mei felt her restraints lifted and suddenly stood up, her phoenix eyes wide with anger as she exclaimed, "It's him!" She had seen this figure for fifteen years; how could she not know who it was?

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