Tricking Old Yao!

It's important to remember that in my prime, I was merely an eighth-grade peak alchemist. On the Dou Qi Continent, aren't all ninth-grade alchemists rare and renowned figures?

Yet, this person before me, I have absolutely no recollection of them. Even if they had recently become a ninth-grade Grandmaster Alchemist, I know everyone capable of reaching that level. So why don't I recognize this person?

"You don't recognize me?"

Old Yao narrowed his eyes as he looked at the other person, knowing he had some renown in the alchemist community.

"Does it matter if I recognize you?" Xiao Lang asked calmly, without a hint of panic. "May there be no illness in the world, may the shelves gather dust."

Upon hearing this, Old Yao's body trembled abruptly. His eyes widened in alarm, even with a trace of terror, as he looked at the other person and asked, "Who exactly are you? How do you know that phrase?"

"Hahaha, because that phrase came from my mouth. Didn't your father tell you?" Xiao Yan chuckled, his expression softening as he continued, "Did your father ever mention the name Yao Wu Bing to you?"

"Yao Wu Bing?"

As Old Yao repeated the name, his body jolted. His pupils widened as if struck by lightning, and he suddenly looked at the old man before him.

A memory surfaced from his time in the Yao Clan, around the age of five. His father, Yao Huo, would often point to a name on the clan monument and tell him it belonged to his great-grandfather, the last genius of their lineage to have his name inscribed on the monument.

And that name was Yao Wu Bing!

At that time, his father had also said, "Son, your name, Yao Chen, comes from that phrase your great-grandfather spoke..."

"May there be no illness in the world, may the shelves gather dust!"

Yao Chen was Old Yao's real name!

Yao Wu Bing was his great-grandfather's name!

Could it be that this person before him was his...

"It seems you know who I am, hehe." Xiao Lang revealed a kind smile, but it quickly vanished, replaced by a serious expression as he asked Old Yao, "Who turned you into this state?"

"..."

Old Yao remained silent, his gaze fixed on the old man Xiao Lang was disguised as. He could see the flaws in the disguise, and even though the matter the other person spoke of was known only to his father and himself on the Dou Qi Continent, he still didn't dare to easily believe the person was his great-grandfather.

Although his great-grandfather had indeed disappeared, reportedly due to his immense talent, leading to him being hunted by the Soul Clan, that was nearly two hundred years ago!

If he was still alive, why hadn't he returned to the Yao Clan?

Furthermore, knowing he was his great-grandson, why hadn't he saved him?

And why was he in such a small city?

Old Yao had too many questions; he needed a reasonable explanation.

"I know you have many doubts, but it's a long story."

Xiao Lang's eyes dimmed as he sighed. Every subtle expression was flawlessly disguised, a skill so profound that even an Oscar-winning actor would have to call him master.

"Actually, I was lying to you about all of it."

Xiao Lang suddenly grinned and then dispelled the God-Tier Disguise Technique, revealing his true appearance.

"It's you, kid?!"

Upon seeing Xiao Lang's face, Old Yao's eyes widened. He had believed more than half of what the other person had said.

As long as the person provided a reasonable explanation, he would believe him.

But what puzzled him was why the other person was no longer deceiving him. What was going on? Wasn't he afraid of being killed?

"You'd best put away your killing intent. I dare to face you like this because I have absolute confidence in scattering your soul."

Sensing the fleeting killing intent from Old Yao, Mo Lang's expression suddenly turned icy. He directly used the God-Tier Disguise Technique to mimic the aura of a Dou God, instantly terrifying Old Yao.

"You're a Dou God?!"

Old Yao, feeling that terrifying aura, swallowed hard in fear. His remnant soul was about to collapse. It had been a long time since a Dou God had appeared on the Dou Qi Continent.

And this Xiao family kid before him was actually a Dou God!

"I am not a Dou God, but my master is. That was a life-saving trump card he left me when he shattered the void."

Xiao Lang explained, "When he shattered the void, he knew you were left in this ring, and he even knew all your secrets. That's how I know everything about you."

"I know this is hard for you to believe, but he chose not to kill you and instead left me the means to kill you, wanting you to obey me and serve me. Of course, as a condition, I will also help you get revenge and even reshape your body, becoming the master of the Yao Clan!"

"You should recognize this Grade 6 Three Souls Seven Souls Pill, right? It can restore your soul to the Dou Emperor realm. Whether you believe me or not, I'm giving it to you."

"Because I know your situation, I know you're not someone who forgets kindness and seeks revenge."

With that, Xiao Lang directly redeemed a Grade 6 pill. It was important to note that a Grade 6 pill cost over a million gold coins!

Including the unlock fee, it cost Xiao Lang nearly ten million gold coins.

Fortunately, he had earned nearly a billion gold coins through his infinite nesting doll scheme over the years. If he could truly trick Old Yao, this money would be well spent!

"..."

Old Yao fell silent.

But when he saw the other person actually toss the Seven Souls Six Souls Pill to him, he was stunned.

This was a Grade 6 pill. If exchanged for favors, it could secure a Dou Emperor-level expert with soul damage as a personal bodyguard for several years.

He actually gave it to him?

"Don't doubt it. My master told me about your character, and I sympathize with you. Besides, I have a small favor to ask of you," Xiao Lang said.

Hearing this, Old Yao felt much more at ease and replied, "If you can casually give away a sixth-grade pill, what kind of expert can't you find? What use would a remnant soul like me be to you? What can I help you with?"

"I need you to continue absorbing my brother's Dou Qi!" To ensure the plot didn't deviate, Xiao Lang could only continue to trick Old Yao. "You know my brother's soul strength and talent make him the best choice for a disciple, but I'm afraid his arrogant and sharp nature will attract unwanted attention."

"So, you want to use me to make your brother's cultivation regress and temper his character?" Old Yao immediately understood the implication and frowned. "Is it just that simple?"

"Yes, it's that simple. At the same time, you have to pretend not to know about my affairs. If you agree, then that Seven Souls Six Spirits Pill will be your reward, how about it?" Xiao Lang smiled.

Old Yao pondered for a while and gradually believed the other party. After all, a sixth-grade pill was tangible proof. Without a powerful master, it would be impossible to obtain, especially in such a remote place.

"Alright, I promise you!"

In the end, Old Yao chose to believe Xiao Lang's words because it was the only explanation that made sense for why the other party knew his identity and story.

After all, if the other party truly had ill intentions, why wouldn't they just kill him directly?

He could feel that the other party wasn't lying; lying would cause fluctuations in the soul.

But what he didn't know was that Xiao Lang possessed the God-Tier Disguise Technique, which even a Dou God couldn't see through!

And at this very moment, a system prompt sounded in Xiao Lang's mind.