"Fire Xuan, you didn't come here just to show off, did you?" Yao Tian slowly shifted his gaze away from the Yin-Yang Mysterious Dragon Pill and spoke to Fire Xuan.
"Yao Tian, I never came here to show off. You were the one who insisted on competing with me."
Yao Tian froze slightly at that. Fire Xuan was right—it really had been Yao Tian who had insisted on competing with him.
"Go on, then. What business do you have with my Medicine Clan?"
Fire Xuan glanced around and said, "There are too many irrelevant people here. Let's find somewhere quieter and have a proper talk."
Yao Tian brought Fire Xuan to the courtyard where he lived. Once they entered the quiet courtyard, Yao Tian took the lead and sat on a stone stool beside a grayish-white stone table.
"Have a seat." Yao Tian pointed to the stone stool across from him, and Fire Xuan sat down opposite him.
"Fire Xuan, you can speak now, can't you?" The moment Fire Xuan sat down, Yao Tian impatiently asked.
Fire Xuan did not answer immediately. He merely swept his gaze around the area, and only after confirming that no one was nearby did he slowly say, "Yao Tian, you know about the Gu Clan's Heavenly Tomb, right?"
"Isn't that obvious? The Gu Clan's Heavenly Tomb opens once every twenty years. It can slow the flow of time inside, making it an excellent place for cultivation. And the Energy Cores produced by the Energy Bodies within are comparable to high-grade medicinal pills. It's just a pity that each stay in the Heavenly Tomb only lasts three years."
"Why are you asking about that, Fire Xuan?"
"What level has your soul reached now, Yao Tian?" Fire Xuan ignored Yao Tian's question and asked another