Expelling Poison, Refining Pills, Welcoming the Twin Emperors Again!

Nalan Jie leaned heavily on his walking stick.

He hobbled step by step into the courtyard, his knuckles turning a bruised purple:

Purple toxin spots had already spread across his chest:

"This old wreck of a body..."

"Cough, cough. How could it deserve to trouble Master Xiao?"

"Father!"

Nalan Su moved to support him, but the old man's sleeve sent a gust of wind that forced him back three steps:

"Even poisoned to the marrow, I am still a Dou King."

"I'm not so feeble I can't even walk!"

Xiao Yan flicked his finger lightly against his teacup. The cup flew up and landed back on its saucer. He clasped his hands behind his back and rose:

"From ten paces away, I can smell the rotting venom."

"Old Master Nalan, you've got some backbone."

Nalan Su hurried forward and cupped his hands in salute to Xiao Yan.

"My father's condition is truly dire. Even just walking normally now..."

"...is a struggle to sustain."

"I beg Master to move to the medicine furnace for treatment."

"No need!"

Xiao Yan's dark robe hem swept across the ground, the Rank 6 Badge glinting with purple light.

He walked forward slowly, sensing every gaze in the room fixed on him.

A faint curve touched Xiao Yan's lips:

Step aside. I'm about to show off.

"Brand Poison? What's the fuss?"

"It won't take half an hour. I'll treat him right here!"

"Clatter!"

The moment Xiao Yan finished speaking, the teacup slipped from Liu Ling's hand and crashed to the floor.

Clear tea dripped through trembling fingers onto the blue bricks:

"Treating him on the spot?"

"Is he treating Brand Poison like powdered sugar?!"

Yao Yue clutched her sachet and shot to her feet, her pomegranate skirt sweeping a crystal fruit platter off the table:

"Mu Zhan's blood hasn't even gone cold yet."

"And now he's about to pull off another shocking stunt."

The girl's almond eyes reflected the green flames dancing on Xiao Yan's palm:

"So this is what a genius looks like."

Nalan Jie's gray-white beard trembled violently.

Black toxin mist seeped involuntarily from the pores of his skin:

"Master, do you know this poison is—"

"From the Demonic Flame Valley's Fiery Iron Poisonous Python."

Xiao Yan's fingertip flame suddenly surged, the overwhelming aura of Strange Fire sweeping across the entire city:

"The venom of the Fiery Iron Poisonous Python—even a Dou Huang expert who touches it..."

"...risks severe injury!"

"But that's all it is."

The moment the words fell, the emerald screen exploded with a crash.

In an instant, azure flames rampaged through the courtyard.

The fire danced and shifted in the air, transforming in a flash into chains.

Seventy-two Azure Flames whirled through the sky.

Piercing into the old man's acupoints:

"Chi!"

The toxin mist roiled violently in that instant!

As if letting out a piercing shriek, it was forcibly ripped out of his body!

"Condensing Fire into Spirit!"

"Transforming Fire into Substance!"

Liu Ling's eyes flew wide, emotions surging in his chest as if about to spill out of his body.

"So this is what Teacher spoke of."

Before he could finish his exclamation, Xiao Yan raised a hand and waved.

The Black Demon Cauldron appeared in the arena:

"Rise!"

Xiao Yan pressed his left palm over Nalan Jie's Dantian while his right sleeve flung out Azure Flame.

The cauldron's runic patterns awakened within the Strange Fire, swallowing the struggling poison mist in one gulp.

The shockwave rippling across the floor sent gusts of air billowing through the guests' robes!

"Three Thousand Flame Grass, Nine Netherworld Earth Nether Vine."

As the alchemists on site blurted out each precious ingredient's name, Liu Ling's face paled with every word:

"These... aren't these used for refining Sixth-grade Pills?"

The Azure Flame coiled into a lotus shape within the cauldron, the poison mist shredded inch by inch into purple radiance.

"Pfft!"

Nalan Jie suddenly spat black blood, a poison-mark pattern emerging on his back:

"Master, this old man's meridians—"

"Bear with it. Your meridians won't be harmed!"

Xiao Yan's tone was utterly casual.

This wasn't Xiao Yi Xian!

He had no thoughts of holding back or taking it slow during treatment.

It was pure brute force.

Just go all out!

With his extreme flame control, the meridians couldn't possibly be damaged.

But whether it hurt?

That wasn't for him to decide.

Xiao Yan pressed his fingers together like a sword, the poisonous blood in the air condensing into a blood-colored talisman that he slapped into the cauldron:

"With poison as the guide, with blood as the medium."

"Open!"

The air in the entire hall suddenly froze.

The black cauldron trembled, a faint silver light emerging.

This was the sign of successful refinement.

Yao Yue suddenly pointed at Nalan Jie in surprise:

"The poison marks are disappearing!"

On the old man's back, the purple poison marks were dissolving into streams of light that poured into the cauldron!

"Condense!"

The moment the flame burst with a crack, the cauldron lid shot into the air.

The pervasive poison mist was gathered by a net of Azure Flame into a pill. As the ink-black pill landed in his palm, the nearby potted plants instantly withered!

"Sixth-grade Poison Pill, Bone-corroding Heart-burning."

Xiao Yan produced a pill formula scroll and casually tossed it to the stunned Nalan Su:

"Refine one every ten days. Take the Third-grade pills recorded in the formula."

"In just three months, Elder Nalan will be fully recovered."

Nalan Su hurriedly caught the formula and moved to support the standing Nalan Jie.

But the moment he drew close, a powerful Dou Wang Pressure

abruptly erupted in the arena!

A bold, deep laugh rang out, a stark contrast to the frail, aged voice from moments ago:

"Hahaha!"

Nalan Jie suddenly raised his head, the cyan Fighting Wings spreading behind him:

"This feeling of being at my peak—it's been far too long!"

With a hearty laugh, Nalan Jie bowed respectfully to Xiao Yan:

"This time, I thank the master for his aid!"

"The Nalan Family's treasury is open for the master to choose as he pleases!"

Xiao Yan toyed with the poison pill, speaking softly:

"Old Master Nalan, you're a straightforward man!"

"In that case, Xiao will gladly accept your offer."

The atmosphere in the arena blazed with excitement.

In the distance:

On the intricately carved rooftop, two figures stood with surging auras.

Jia Xing Tian smiled lightly:

"As expected of the master!"

"Old Rooster, still thinking about that now!"

Beneath Hai Bodong's feet, a chill of ice spread. The glazed tiles cracked from the frost:

"Removing poison is a trivial matter for that lad."

"But right now, you should be worrying about your own situation!"

Jia Xing Tian shook his head helplessly:

"You've just returned to the city, and the first thing you want is to fight and kill?"

"After decades away, your temper hasn't changed a bit!"

With those words, the two figures flickered and vanished from sight.

Jia Ma Sacred City, night sky:

Two streaks of light—one yellow, one blue—madly wove through the clouds above!

"Boom!"

The Ice Crystal Spear clashed violently with the Rock Dragon!

The pressure of a Dou Huang expert split the clouds apart.

As Hai Bodong's blue robe billowed, a Blue Ice Dragon soared through the sky!

Jia Xing Tian's yellow robe swelled, and a surging Earth-colored Falcon tore through the mist!

"Ice Emperor Art · Thousand Ren Wall!"

"Earth Emperor Force · Eight Desolations Break!"

The Ice Crystal Wall and the Rock Earth Giant Dragon collided midair!

"Boom boom boom!"

The clouds were ripped into a massive hole, spilling the bright moonlight!

The thunderous roar echoed across the entire city.

Shattered ice blades cascaded like a river of stars.

Yao Yue rose from the courtyard:

"Ice dragon! A battle between Dou Huang experts!"

The girl's pomegranate-red skirt was dusted with ice crystals, her pupils reflecting the boundless aurora.

Xiao Yan shook his head helplessly, exhaling a puff of white breath:

"Two old madmen."

His words were drowned out by the roar before they finished.

Hai Bodong's hundred-zhang ice dragon and Jia Xing Tian's Eagle Head Fist Wind collided once more!

"Boom!"

The shockwave blasted away layers of clouds.

Crimson Fire Four Wings tore through the chaotic energy, and Xiao Yan's figure vanished in a streak of light.

The crimson streak shot straight toward the battlefield, hovering between the two Dou Huangs as his wings flared:

This scene was impressive—he happened to want to test his own strength too:

"This junior dares to ask both elders for guidance."

The hurricane stirred by his four wings crushed the lingering clouds.

Hai Bodong's Ice Spear nearly slipped from his grip.

"You little brat, what are you butting in for?"

Hai Bodong's face was now covered in black lines.

The last time Xiao Yan single-handedly crushed two Dou Emperors was still fresh in his mind.

If he fought him now, wouldn't he just be asking for trouble?

That kid was such a freak—how could he even fight back?

But before Hai Bodong could refuse, Jia Xing Tian's voice rang out through the air:

"Come!"

Jia Xing Tian pointed his heavy staff at the sky, suppressing his cultivation to a four-star Dou King.

"I'll let you have three moves!"

Hai Bodong: ???