Hun Xuzi's Arrival

"Wanhuo, save me! Clan leader, sav—" Before Yao Wangui could finish, milky white flooded his eyes, leaving them hollow and vacant.

With a sharp slap, Yao Wangui struck himself across the face.

"I deserve to die. Back then, because Yao Chen's Dou God Bloodline was thin, I discriminated against him and deliberately had others ostracize him."

"I deserve to die. Back then, to help my younger brother Yao Feng win first place in the Medicine Ceremony, I framed Yao Chen, drove him out of the Medicine Clan, and had people hunt him down all the way."

"I deserve to die."

Slaps rang out one after another. Along with them came truths he had buried for years.

Hearing Yao Wangui's "confession," even Yao Ling beside him knitted her delicate brows slightly, looking at the once powerful punishment elder of the Medicine Clan—renowned for his iron-faced impartiality—with some disgust.

Who would have thought that this punishment elder had done such things back then? Not only had he plotted and framed Yao Chen, but to prevent Yao Chen from exposing him, he had even sent people to hunt him down on trumped-up charges. Yao Chen, who should have possessed even greater talent for alchemy, had been driven from the clan just like that.

If Yao Chen had not been expelled, perhaps things would have turned out differently.

Of course, in a sense, Xiao Yan ought to thank Yao Wangui. Without him, how could Xiao Yan have ever met Yao Chen?

"The Nightmare Sky Mist will lift on its own in seven days." Xiao Yi flew onto Xiao Yan's shoulder as Xiao Yan spoke indifferently.

Just as Yao Wangui had said, Xiao Yan's threat to wage war against the Medicine Clan at this point was merely meant to test the Medicine Clan's attitude. The