Old Yao: The Situation Is Urgent—I Should Just Kill Xiao Yan!

"If I had to say who I am, I suppose I'm an observer."

After thinking for a long time, Xiao Yan looked at the girl before him, whose abdomen was exposed, reached out to cover her with her dress, and spoke softly.

"An observer? Of whom?"

Xiao Yi Xian did not question whether Xiao Yan was lying. Not only did she believe him, she immediately began thinking it over.

"Xiao Yan."

Xiao Yan smiled as he answered.

"So you're familiar with me and trust me so much because of that?"

Xiao Yi Xian nodded slightly, her delicate brows lifting as she asked thoughtfully.

"You could say that."

Xiao Yan smiled and nodded.

Hearing that, Xiao Yi Xian fell silent for a long while before asking, "Then... what about Xiao Yan?"

Naturally, she meant the young man from her memories.

"I don't know. Maybe I'm not him, or maybe I am."

Xiao Yan shook his head.

He had considered that question before.

But his conclusion was that it did not matter.

If he was, then he could be Xiao Yan who had read his own script in advance. Besides, the original story had mentioned that Xiao Yan was a transmigrator.

If he was not, then he was simply a transmigrator who had read the novel.

But when reading a novel, didn't one put oneself in the protagonist's shoes?

If so, what was wrong with him being Xiao Yan?

Or, to be even bolder, perhaps he was the protagonist of a Battle Through the Heavens fanfiction?

And what of it?

At the very least, everything he felt was so real. Whether it was his father Xiao Zhan's love, his eldest and second brothers' care, Xun Er's attachment, Yun Yun's concern, or Xiao Yi Xian's trust, all of it made him truly feel that this was not the novel he had read in his mind. This was a real world.

Besides, Xiao Yan remembered many things from his previous life. The one thing he could not remember clearly was his own name.

"That's why I said you aren't the Xiao Yan I knew, but you... are also Xiao Yan."

Looking at the young man before her with his eyes lowered, Xiao Yi Xian adjusted her dress, then smiled as she spoke.

"So?" After hesitating for a moment, Xiao Yan looked at the smiling Xiao Yi Xian and cautiously asked, "We're still friends, right?"

"Of course!"

Xiao Yi Xian smiled at that and reached out to pat Xiao Yan's shoulder.

"You don't completely resemble the person in my memories, but you look like Xiao Yan to begin with, don't you?"

Xiao Yi Xian's voice rang clearly beside Xiao Yan's ear.

"You..."

Xiao Yan's throat moved slightly, and a joyful curve appeared at the corner of his lips.

"But now I understand why you're under so much pressure. You must know quite a lot, right?"

Xiao Yi Xian reached out and hugged Xiao Yan.

"Relax a little. I'll always stay by your side."

Xiao Yi Xian spoke gently, leaving the rest of her words in her heart:

"Until I reach the end of my destruction."

Hearing that, Xiao Yan felt as if something had struck his heart hard.

What boy would not be willing to risk his life for a girl who held him and sincerely said something like that?

Xiao Yan reached out and wrapped his arms around Xiao Yi Xian's shoulders and back. His voice was solemn and earnest, like a promise and an oath.

"Mm, I know the Woe Poison Body will lead you toward death, but I hope you won't push it to its peak too soon. Give me some time. You know I'm an alchemist, right? Trust me. I'll solve the flaws of the Woe Poison Body. Since you said you would always stay by my side, I won't let you leave me because of the Woe Poison Body!"

Xiao Yi Xian's eyes widened slightly, and visible joy appeared on her face.

Since Xiao Yan knew more than she did, perhaps there truly was a turning point regarding the Woe Poison Body?

If she did not have to die...

Xiao Yi Xian's eyes grew moist.

If possible, she truly did not want to die.

She had killed quite a few people, and she was not particularly afraid of death itself.

But if she could never see the friends she knew again, she would truly regret it.

Fortunately, there seemed to be a turning point in all this.

How wonderful. Truly wonderful...

"Ahem, you brat, you were hiding such a secret and never told your teacher?"

Amid that peaceful moment, an elderly voice tinged with teasing suddenly echoed around them. Old Yao finally could not hold back any longer and emerged from the Storage Ring.

"Ah!"

Startled by the sudden appearance of a third person's voice, Xiao Yi Xian cried out. Then, from the elderly voice's words, she inferred his relationship with Xiao Yan—he seemed to be an elder of some sort.

Hugging and clinging to each other before an elder, Xiao Yi Xian was not a thick-skinned girl. She immediately exclaimed and broke free from Xiao Yan's embrace, then looked toward the somewhat illusory elderly spirit.

"Xiao Yan, this old gentleman is...?"

Xiao Yi Xian could tell that this was a soul body.

"My teacher. You can call him Old Yao. For certain reasons, he can only remain like this for now."

Xiao Yan was a thick-skinned boy. He did not blush at all and introduced him very naturally.

"Greetings, Old Yao!"

Upon hearing that, Xiao Yi Xian respectfully bowed.

Given her experience, it was naturally not difficult for her to know that anyone capable of existing in spirit form must have been an extremely powerful expert in life. What was more, he was Xiao Yan's teacher, so showing him respect was only proper etiquette.

Old Yao nodded, then sighed.

"Sigh, the two of you really poured your hearts out in that little confession. This old man was listening so eagerly my heart felt like it was being scratched by cats."

After pondering for a moment, Old Yao finally turned his gaze toward Xiao Yan.

"Little Yan, are you serious about this observer business?"

"It's absolutely true, Teacher!"

Xiao Yan nodded seriously.

"If so, what do you know about me?"

Xiao Yan rubbed his nose, then began listing things as if he knew them all by heart.

"For example, your name is Yao Chen, and you are also known as Venerable Yao, the number one alchemist on the continent?

"You also have a close friend whose original name was Feng Xian. After his life was saved by a pill refined with your Bone Chilling Flame, he changed his name to Gu Ling?

"And I have a senior brother, Han Feng, whom I need to clean house for on your behalf."

When he heard the name Han Feng, Old Yao's soul fluctuated violently. Only after a moment did he speak in a hoarse voice.

"You really are a strange brat. So that act you put on before, pretending not to know anything, was all fake?"

Xiao Yan naturally understood that concealing certain matters might make Old Yao wary, after all, Han Feng's betrayal had left an unforgettable scar on him.

So he immediately changed the subject.

"I just didn't know how to tell you. Speaking of which, I have several potential mistresses for you. For example, Xuan Yi, one of the Three Great Elders of Danta; a Supreme Elder of the Flower Sect; the little princess of the Fox Clan... If you had managed to win over even one of them, your disciple wouldn't have needed to seek out a woman to live off."

At those words, Old Yao's expression immediately turned strange.

Damn it! This brat knows too much. I should just kill him!