Zi Yan's Envy

Xiao Yan then bent his knees and dropped heavily to the stone platform, his voice carrying a heart-wrenching rasp.

"Teacher, your disciple has come to take you home."

As Xiao Yan's voice slowly spread across the square, Yao Chen's eyes within the sphere of light trembled slightly before gradually opening.

His clouded eyes gazed at the young man before him and the latter's reddened eyes.

After spacing out for a moment, a weak yet gratified smile slowly appeared on Yao Chen's face. In his hoarse voice, he said, "One-star Dou Zun. Little fellow, you've finally grown up!"

When they had parted back then, Xiao Yan had still been a youth whose Dou Qi cultivation had only reached the Dou Wang level.

Yet in just a few short years, the former Dou Wang had already grown to this point.

Such progress would have been remarkable even if Xiao Yan had come from a powerful background.

Even in the Yao Clan, he would have been considered quite outstanding.

"Ah, those old men in the clan said our father's Soul Jade Pendant hadn't shattered, so he should still be alive. Why hasn't he come looking for me?"

Watching the scene below, Zi Yan, who was secretly collecting souls at one side of the square, abruptly paused. Her tone was somewhat dejected.

Although she greatly disliked Xiao Yan below,

the relationship between him and Yao Chen made her deeply envious.

Someone else could travel all the way from the Northwest Continent to the Central Continent for the sake of a teacher.

They could even risk their life and storm a Soul Hall Branch Hall to rescue their teacher.

Yet after giving birth to her, her parents had vanished without a trace.

"Hmph, forget it. I have Lin Feng anyway. It's all the same whether