Xiao Heng studied Hun Xuzi, his eyes narrowing slightly. This man had not come merely to participate in the Medicine Canon. If he remembered correctly, the destruction of the Yao Clan had begun with this man.
The Yao Clan's destruction was unavoidable. But soldiers would be met with generals, water with earth. Since he knew this, he would not be unprepared.
For some reason, Hun Xuzi chose a spot not far from the three of them. Turning his head, he looked at them with a smile on his face.
"Yao Chen, you certainly took in two fine disciples. The reputations of your two disciples are known even among the higher ranks of my Soul Clan!"
"Who could compare to the renowned Hun Xuzi, who betrayed his master and destroyed his ancestors?" Old Yao smiled faintly, refusing to yield as he lightly mocked him.
Hun Xuzi did not seem to care about Old Yao's taunt. Or rather, he appeared not to care. "I was born a member of the Soul Clan. How could I have betrayed my master and destroyed my ancestors? Besides, I never regarded that old ghost as my teacher..."
"Come to think of it, Yao Chen, you should thank me properly. If I had not taken a liking to your alchemy skills, your soul would have long since scattered. How could you have waited for your disciple to save you..." At this point, a dangerous glint appeared in Hun Xuzi's eyes. He continued, "But it does not matter. If you escaped, I can simply capture you again. I just wonder whether you will be lucky enough next time to have someone come save you."
As his words fell, Old Yao's expression darkened completely. Xiao Yan remained calm, Dou Qi gathering in his hand, but Xiao Heng stopped him