Drunken Elder held a bamboo stick and pressed Zhao Ritian down, whacking his backside.
"I'll beat you to death! Beat you to death! Beat you to death, you idiot! I taught you how to use fire out of the goodness of my heart, and you blasted me with a fart! Where are your manners? Where's your respect for your master?!"
Zhao Ritian had not only taken a beating; the key was... it was damn embarrassing.
He had strained too hard and squeezed out a fart.
Long Aotian burst into laughter and pointed at Zhao Ritian. "Fart Tian'er! Hahaha!"
Drunken Elder pointed his bamboo stick at him. "Don't talk about him. How are you doing?"
Long Aotian hurriedly resumed his training.
Unfortunately, Long Aotian's White Emperor's Fire simply would not obey him. It was extremely difficult to tame.
Drunken Elder shook his head. "Xuanyuan White Emperor's Fire is said to have been the flame controlled by Emperor Xuanyuan himself. He could shift its temperature from extreme cold to extreme heat."
"Shift it to extreme heat?"
"It may look frozen on the surface, but the opponent will actually feel searing pain. Excruciating pain! You need to comprehend it slowly. Keep working."
He walked over to Lu Chengwen. "What are you doing?"
Lu Chengwen wore a miserable expression. "My... my fire isn't the same as theirs."
"No shit, how could it be the same? What's wrong with your fire?"
"I have... two flames. One Cold Fire, and one hot fire."
"Take them out and let me see."
With a burst of effort, Lu Chengwen produced Cold Fire in his left hand and a blazing flame in his right.
"Hmm, this is Yellow Emperor Scarring Fire. Legend has it that when the Yellow Emperor fought the barbarian tribes, he controlled the fires of yin