Yao Chen looked at Xiao Yan's determined expression and spoke up.
"Little Yan, the previous sect leader of the Misty Cloud Sect was a Dou Zong. The Soul Hall might even be backing him. Since you have a month before the agreed date, you should focus on cultivating during that time."
Xiao Yan clasped his fists tightly and knelt before Yao Chen.
"Thank you, teacher, for nurturing me all this time. If I'd continued cultivating the way I used to, I definitely wouldn't have been able to avenge the Xiao Clan when this happened..."
After Xiao Yan had buttered him up, Yao Chen saw through his intentions, but he was still pleased by the praise.
"All right, get up. Do you think I don't know what you're thinking? Don't worry. I'll bring Xiao Yi Xian and Zi Yan along with us."
Embarrassed at having his intentions laid bare, Xiao Yan stood up and scratched his head. Still, his feelings for Yao Chen were genuine.
"Thank you, teacher! Just come along when the time comes. I'll handle the fighting."
Yao Chen nodded slowly.
"Mm. But you still lack real combat experience. I'll suppress your cultivation for now, and you can spend this month training at the Inner Academy Arena. Remember, you mustn't use the Heavenly Flames inside you."
Xiao Yan understood what Yao Chen meant and bowed to thank him.
"Thank you, teacher! I won't let you down."
Yao Chen moved his hands, forming a series of complicated seals. A powerful surge of Dou Qi welled from his palms, gradually enveloping Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yan felt a tremendous pressure bearing down on him. The Dou Qi that had been surging within him was held fast, as if by an invisible giant hand. Yao Chen remained focused, chanting under his breath as