Xiao Yan's Excitement: Do I Really Have the Potential to Become an Alchemist?

Xiao Zhan was stunned for a moment, but he immediately reacted and said "good" three times in a row to express his welcome.

Aoba Pa, Ya Fei, and the others present also came to their senses.

Although Xiao Yu had not said much, the information revealed within his words was substantial.

First!

He had a teacher!

Second, the fact that Xiao Yu could undergo such a massive transformation in a single year was inseparable from his teacher!

Finally, everyone gradually understood.

It was not that Xiao Yu had great talent, but rather that he had good luck in encountering a good teacher.

For a moment, the gazes of many became filled with envy and curiosity.

Probing eyes lingered on Xiao Yu.

And all of this was exactly what Xiao Yu had hoped to see!

Sometimes, having too many outstanding disciples in a clan was not necessarily a good thing.

Because the reason the strong were strong was that they had already grown powerful!

Yet, throughout the long passage of time, how many geniuses had perished due to various accidents?

Especially for Xiao Yu, who had read many novels, he was as clear as a mirror in his heart; at a time like this, rather than showing off how high his talent was or claiming that his breakthrough today was achieved solely through his own cultivation, it was better to reveal a hint that he owed everything he had today to his teacher.

At the very least, if some people harbored malicious intentions, they would have to weigh whether the teacher behind him was someone they could afford to provoke.

As for who that teacher was, Xiao Yu naturally had already planned it out in his heart.

There's no help for it. Since I'm bound to the More Children More Blessings System, I can only develop by keeping a low profile and taking it one step at a time, Xiao Yu sighed inwardly as he walked off the stage.

After the ceremony concluded, the Xiao Clan held a banquet.

Xiao Yu only made an appearance before greeting his father and leaving.

"Don't misunderstand, I just wanted to go see Xiao Fan; he is much cuter than you," Xun Er, who was beside Xiao Yu, felt his gaze and looked elsewhere, saying indifferently.

Xiao Yu rubbed his nose.

Xiao Fan is my son, and he looks like me. If he is cute, doesn't that mean I am cute?

Tsk tsk... what a hypocritical woman!

At the banquet scene.

Ya Fei walked around and found Xiao Zhan. Upon learning that Xiao Yu had gone back to accompany his wife and children, a flash of disappointment could not help but cross her face.

Fearing that Ya Fei might misunderstand, Xiao Zhan explained that Xiao Yu had been like this for some time.

The Mite'er Family held a lofty status in the Imperial Capital and was extremely wealthy; if the Xiao Clan were to return to the Imperial Capital in the future, they might need to rely on the Mite'er Family's connections.

Therefore, Xiao Zhan deliberately said a few extra words.

Because the woman before him was the manager of the Miteer Auction House in Wutan City!

Ya Fei smiled, chatted briefly about Xiao Yu, and then found an excuse to leave.

Returning to the auction house, as soon as she sat down, Ya Fei saw a small head poke out.

"Xue Li, come here." Ya Fei leaned back against the chair and beckoned.

Little Xue Li smiled faintly and walked behind her to massage her shoulders.

After a while, she couldn't help but ask, "Miss, did anything interesting happen today?"

Xue Li had a low status and was unable to attend the Xiao Clan's ceremony.

Ya Fei knew the little maid's curiosity, so she told her about Xiao Yu's situation.

Xue Li let out a cheer.

"It's a pity. I originally wanted to chat with him to see if I could recruit him, but he ran off," Ya Fei sighed.

Xue Li repeated, "Ran off?"

"Yes, he didn't even attend the banquet; he went to accompany his wife and children," Ya Fei added.

Xue Li's eyes brightened slightly, and she said with envy, "Wow, Young Master Yu is so good to his family. If only I could marry someone like him."

In this world of Dou Qi, strength was respected, and often a woman's status was very low unless she possessed formidable power.

Otherwise, the fate of most women was to become tools for clan marriages.

As for Li Qian, the wife Xiao Yu had married, her clan did not hold a high status in Wutan City.

Yet even so, Xiao Yu wouldn't even attend a banquet just to be with his wife and children; such a man was rarely seen.

From another perspective, one could also see that Xiao Yu was a man who cherished his wife deeply.

Ya Fei could understand the little maid's envy; to be honest, she felt a little bit of bitterness in her own heart as well.

Xiao Yu had clearly just claimed to be the most renowned beauty in Wutan City.

Yet, when presented with such a perfect opportunity to get close to her, he actually failed to cherish it!

"Hmph, men are nothing but flowery words!" Ya Fei huffed softly.

Xue Li stood on her tiptoes, secretly stretching her head out from behind Ya Fei to catch a glimpse of her expression.

Having been by her mistress's side for so long, this was the first time she had ever heard her say such a thing.

Evening.

Xiao Yan strode into the courtyard where Xiao Yu lived, clamoring for a spar on the grounds that Xiao Yu had stolen his spotlight today.

In truth, Xiao Yan was only joking.

To his surprise, Xiao Yu agreed, and the two walked toward the back mountain with their arms slung over each other's shoulders.

"Little Yu, have you caught a fever?" Xiao Yan reached out to touch his younger brother's forehead, his face full of surprise.

Xiao Yu swatted his hand away, lay down on the grass, and said solemnly, "Brother, I have something to tell you."

That was right.

He was prepared to reveal the matter of Yao Lao to Xiao Yan.

It was fortunate that his third brother was Xiao Yan; if it were any other third brother, Xiao Yu truly wouldn't dare to speak.

He would be worried about being poisoned to keep him quiet.

Xiao Yan put away his smile, turning serious as he asked, "Does it have to do with your strength disappearing and then advancing by leaps and bounds?"

Xiao Yu nodded slightly.

The next second.

Xiao Yan turned and walked away without the slightest hesitation.

"Brother, where are you going?" Seeing this, Xiao Yu propped himself up with his hands, confused.

Xiao Yan stopped, turned around, and smiled, "I don't know if I talk in my sleep, so some things are better left known only to you."

Xiao Yu was left between laughter and tears, a wave of emotion washing over him. He had confidence in Xiao Yan; back when his Dou Qi could never break through the third stage, he had told Xiao Yan about his Dou Qi mysteriously vanishing.

As a result, all these years, their father Xiao Zhan had remained completely unaware of the matter.

And this was only because Xiao Yu had said one thing: he hoped he would keep it a secret!

Xiao Yan had never spoken of it, only reading books silently in the hopes of finding a solution.

His previous plan to go to Jia Nan Academy had also been partly for this reason.

"Brother, I trust you." Xiao Yu gestured for Xiao Yan to come back.

Xiao Yan waved his hand, said nothing, and turned to leave.

There was no other way.

Xiao Yu had no choice but to say, "Brother, if you leave now, you might miss your chance to become an Alchemist!"

The words had barely left his lips when Xiao Yan stopped dead in his tracks in the distance.

The next second.

Xiao Yu felt a blur before his eyes, and a figure sat down beside him.

"Little brother, since you are so sincere about wanting to tell me, it would be somewhat impolite of me to refuse again." Xiao Yan lifted his chin slightly, gazing at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, looking as if he were doing this only out of reluctance.

The corners of Xiao Yu's mouth twitched slightly, and he felt a sudden urge to laugh.

At this moment, a sidelong glance swept over, and Xiao Yan said indifferently, "You don't actually want to spar with me, do you?"

"Brother, that's enough; do you think I don't know how much you want to become an Alchemist?" Xiao Yu directly tore through his facade.

Xiao Yan immediately put on a smiling face and asked, "Do I really have the potential to become an Alchemist?"

The eyes he turned toward Xiao Yu held a hidden trace of nervousness.

As the saying goes, one who sits in a well sees only a small patch of sky.

In Wutan City, although one could hear legends about Alchemists from others, it was only after truly venturing into the outside world that Xiao Yan realized how little he had thought of.

Any Alchemist, whether entering or leaving a city or visiting certain places, could enjoy special privileges.

These powers were things that even a strong Dou Practitioner might not necessarily obtain.

It was precisely for this reason that Xiao Yan often wrote in his letters home to Xiao Yu about how wonderful it would be if he could one day become an Alchemist.

No matter where one went with that identity, it was far more eye-catching than being a mere Dou Practitioner!