Xiao Yan's Selfishness!

The heavy stone door slowly closed behind them, cutting off the curses of the Wolf Head Mercenary Group.

It was not completely dark inside. Moonlight stones embedded in the walls emitted a gentle glow, illuminating the scene before them.

This was a fairly spacious stone chamber, which looked somewhat plain and empty.

The walls were covered in faint carvings, though they had become blurred by the passage of time.

At the center of the stone chamber stood a seat. Upon it sat a skeleton, its sunken skull having fallen onto its pale thighbone.

In this silent atmosphere, the sight carried a trace of eerie gloom.

Xiao Yan's gaze was immediately drawn to the three locked stone boxes placed before the skeleton.

At the same time, a considerable number of gleaming Gold Coins and other precious medicinal herbs were piled up in a corner of the stone chamber. There had to be at least several hundred thousand Gold Coins there.

Treasure was tempting, but Xiao Yan merely swept his gaze over the pile of Gold Coins before fixing it firmly on the three stone boxes.

He had a feeling that the truly valuable items were inside them.

"It seems this was the owner of the cave dwelling."

Xiao Yi Xian spoke softly. Her gaze swept over the skeleton with a trace of respect, though most of her attention was also on the stone boxes.

Xiao Yan stepped forward. Rather than touching the stone boxes first, he gave the skeleton a slight bow.

No matter what, the dead deserved respect.

Seeing this, Xiao Yi Xian followed his example and bowed as well.

Only after paying his respects did Xiao Yan turn his gaze toward the stone boxes.

All three stone boxes were locked. Their material was ordinary, but the keyholes looked strange.

"Teacher, can they be opened?" he asked inwardly.

"Hmph, they are merely ordinary stone boxes. The energy seals on them have long since dissipated with time. Brute force will be enough to break them open," Han Feng said disdainfully.

Hearing this, Xiao Yan no longer hesitated. He placed his palm over the first stone box and released a trace of Dou Qi.

Crack!

The stone box opened in response, revealing what was inside.

It was a colorful scroll, brilliantly hued, yet it faintly gave off an unsettling aura.

"What is this?" Xiao Yan picked up the scroll and slowly unrolled it. His gaze swept over the small words at its side. "Seven-Colored Poison Scripture?"

His brows immediately furrowed. A poison scripture? This thing was utterly useless to him.

What he pursued was the power of flames, fierce and blazing. He instinctively rejected these unorthodox poisons and even held them in some contempt.

"It is merely a scripture recording how to concoct poisons, a useless trinket." Han Feng's cold voice carried disdain. "Cultivating poison arts is ultimately a minor path, unfit for refined circles, and it can easily backfire on the user."

Xiao Yan nodded and casually tossed the Seven-Colored Poison Scripture toward Xiao Yi Xian beside him. "It's useless to me. Take it if you want to study it."

His tone carried the casual air of charity, as if he were tossing away a piece of trash.

Xiao Yi Xian caught the scroll instinctively. Looking at the scripture in her hands, which recorded countless strange poison formulas, and then hearing Xiao Yan's indifferent tone, a complicated, indescribable emotion rose in her heart.

As a physician, she was extremely sensitive to medicinal ingredients and their properties. In her eyes, this poison scripture was far from useless; it even contained certain profound medical principles of using poison to counter poison.

But Xiao Yan's attitude made her feel as though her interests and aspirations were not worth mentioning in his eyes.

She said nothing more and merely tucked the Seven-Colored Poison Scripture silently into her robes.

Xiao Yan paid no attention to Xiao Yi Xian's reaction and impatiently opened the second stone box.

This time, there was a purple scroll inside.

Xiao Yan picked up the scroll and swept his gaze over it. His breathing instantly grew hurried!

"Mystic-tier High-grade flying Dou Technique: Eagle's Wings!"

A flying Dou Technique! This was an exceptionally rare and precious special Dou Technique!

Its value was even comparable to some ordinary Earth-tier Low-grade Dou Techniques!

Mastering it meant gaining the ability to fly, something only Dou Wang experts possessed. Whether traveling, escaping for one's life, or fighting, it offered every advantage!

"Hahaha! Good stuff! Truly good stuff!" Xiao Yan could not help laughing, his face filled with excitement and wild delight.

This had practically been tailor-made for him! With it, he could flee even if he could not defeat a powerful enemy in the future!

He gripped the purple scroll tightly, unable to put it down, with no intention whatsoever of sharing it with Xiao Yi Xian beside him.

Xiao Yi Xian watched his excited appearance, then looked at the Seven-Colored Poison Scripture in her arms. Her lips moved slightly, but in the end, she said nothing.

She knew that her strength was too weak. Even if she were given this flying Dou Technique, she would not be able to keep it.

Still, Xiao Yan's manner of completely excluding her made her heart sink slightly.

Xiao Yan carefully put away the Eagle's Wings scroll and turned his burning gaze toward the final stone box.

The first two stone boxes had already given him such enormous surprises. This final one was surely even more extraordinary!

He circulated his Dou Qi again and broke open the stone box.

This time, there was a jade-like white scroll inside.

Xiao Yan picked up the scroll and slowly unrolled it.

"Roaring Lion Chant?"

He carefully read the description on the scroll, but his brows gradually furrowed.

This was a sound-wave Dou Technique, ranked Mystic-tier High-grade, and its power appeared quite impressive.

However, its cultivation requirements were rather harsh. It required an extremely strong body and abundant Dou Qi for support; otherwise, it could easily damage the throat and even the meridians.

If he had been at his peak, Xiao Yan might have attempted to cultivate it.

But his meridians were now damaged and his Dou Qi unstable. To him, this Roaring Lion Chant was little more than a useless burden. If he forced himself to cultivate it, his injuries would likely worsen immediately.

"A sound-wave Dou Technique? Hmph, an unorthodox trinket. It is troublesome to cultivate and does you more harm than good in your current state." Han Feng promptly poured cold water over him.

The excitement on Xiao Yan's face faded, replaced by a trace of disappointment and unwillingness.

He looked at the white scroll in his hand, then glanced at the silent Xiao Yi Xian beside him. A thought suddenly emerged in his mind.

He waved the Roaring Lion Chant scroll in his hand and said to Xiao Yi Xian:

"This Dou Technique is Mystic-tier High-grade and fairly powerful, though it has some cultivation restrictions. You do not seem to have any decent offensive methods either, so take this Dou Technique for self-defense."

His tone still carried that condescending sense of charity.

It was as though he were casually tossing something he had no use for to someone who needed it.

Xiao Yi Xian raised her head and looked at Xiao Yan. A barely perceptible trace of hurt and stubbornness flashed through her clear eyes.

She gently shook her head, her voice calm yet distant. "There is no need, Young Master Xiao Yan. This sound-wave Dou Technique must be extremely difficult to cultivate as well. My strength is too weak, and I fear I would be unable to control it. You should keep it for yourself."

How could she fail to hear the perfunctoriness in Xiao Yan's tone?

He treasured the flying Dou Technique as if it were priceless, while this sound-wave Dou Technique and the poison scripture from before were nothing but useless trash in his eyes, which was why he had so "generously" tossed them to her.

Xiao Yan was stunned for a moment. He had not expected Xiao Yi Xian to refuse.

In his view, giving her a Mystic-tier High-grade Dou Technique was already an enormous favor.

He frowned, feeling that Xiao Yi Xian did not know what was good for her, but he could not be bothered to say more. He simply put away the Roaring Lion Chant scroll as well.

Xiao Yan quickly went to collect the numerous medicinal herbs in the corner, with no intention whatsoever of sharing them with Xiao Yi Xian.

Seeing Xiao Yan act so domineeringly, Xiao Yi Xian felt even more aggrieved.

The atmosphere in the stone chamber became somewhat stiff because of this division of spoils.

In the darkness, Gu Long's Soul Power was like an invisible pair of eyes, taking in everything.

He "watched" Xiao Yan's undisguised greed and contempt for Xiao Yi Xian, and "watched" Xiao Yi Xian silently endure her grievance.

"Greedy, selfish, and short-sighted." Gu Long's evaluation of Xiao Yan dropped a few more notches. "Han Feng, the fine disciple you taught truly takes after you."

He was not worried in the slightest about what Xiao Yan might do after obtaining a flying Dou Technique.

His foundation had already been damaged. No matter how many external possessions he acquired, they would only become catalysts accelerating his path toward destruction.

And the Seven-Colored Poison Scripture, which Xiao Yan regarded as trash, would shine with unexpected brilliance in Xiao Yi Xian's hands.

The treasures in the stone chamber had already been divided, but a rift had quietly formed between the two of them.

The seed planted by this unequal division of benefits quietly fermented within the sealed space.

Outside the stone chamber, the main force of the Wolf Head Mercenary Group was madly attacking the stone door. They did not have much time left.