"My name is Tang Chen. Are you familiar with Venerable Yao?" Tang Chen spread his palm, and the Nine Dragons Lightning Flame appeared in his hand.
"This is... the Nine Dragons Lightning Flame! Your surname is Tang... You're from Burning Flame Valley!" Yao Lao had traveled the continent during his lifetime, so he naturally knew that Burning Flame Valley's inherited Heavenly Flame was the Nine Dragons Lightning Flame.
He then let out a sigh of relief. As long as Tang Chen was not from the Soul Hall, his chances of survival were greater.
"Speak. You called this old man out because you have some other purpose, didn't you?" Yao Lao was old and shrewd. He was certain Tang Chen had come with an ulterior motive and had long known he was hiding within the ring.
"I want to exchange some things with you." With a wave of Tang Chen's hand, four jade bottles appeared before Yao Lao.
"These are..." Yao Lao asked.
"Three of them contain pills that nourish the soul. As for the last one, why don't you open it and take a look? You'll definitely be interested in what's inside." Tang Chen coaxed him patiently.
Yao Lao's eyes lit up as he stared feverishly at the pills before him.
His soul was currently frail, and his soul power was less than one ten-thousandth of what it had once been. These soul-nourishing pills were precisely what he needed most.
At the same time, Tang Chen's words sparked his interest in the contents of the final jade bottle.
He removed the stopper from the bottle.
The moment it was opened, Han Feng's soul shot out from within.
Having just seen daylight again, Han Feng did not notice who was in the room. He immediately dropped to his knees and begged, "My lord... My lord, I'm begging you, spare my life... I'll serve you like an ox or a horse."
"Han... Feng!" Once Yao Lao saw the person before him clearly, he clenched his fists in fury. His whole body trembled, and the hatred in his eyes seemed ready to overflow.
"That voice... Teacher!" Han Feng raised his head and saw Yao Lao, who was also in soul form.
"Teacher! You came to save me! I knew you weren't dead! Please save me! I'm in so much pain right now!" Han Feng crawled to Yao Lao's feet and repeatedly kowtowed.
"Han Feng! I never treated you poorly. Why did you join forces with that dog Mu Gu to harm me?" Yao Lao demanded through gritted teeth.
"It was... it was Mu Gu! The Soul Hall forced me to do it! If I refused, they would have killed me! Teacher, please forgive me!" Han Feng more or less understood his current situation. Begging Yao Lao was his only chance at survival.
Han Feng tried to continue pleading, but Tang Chen found him far too noisy. With a point of his finger, he easily suppressed him.
"Well, Senior Yao, are you satisfied with this gift?" Tang Chen asked as he placed Han Feng back into the jade bottle.
"Speak. What do you want in exchange?" These things had indeed moved Yao Lao. With them, he could not only restore his soul power but also take revenge.
"I want your alchemist inheritance, including all your collections, as well as the Bone Chilling Flame..." Tang Chen said.
Due to his cultivation technique and physique, although Tang Chen possessed both lightning and fire attributes, he could also refine pills.
His physique, which possessed an extreme affinity for lightning and fire, allowed him to control flames perfectly. The life flame tempered by lightning within his cultivation technique, relying on that trace of vitality amid destruction, could grant medicinal pills vitality and aid in their formation.
However, he had focused on cultivation in the past and had never lacked pills, so he had not made pill refinement a priority and had set the art aside.
Now that he had encountered Yao Lao, Tang Chen naturally intended to obtain Yao Lao's alchemist inheritance.
"I need to consider it..." Yao Lao hesitated. The alchemist inheritance was not much of an issue, but he was reluctant to part with the Bone Chilling Flame.
"Senior Yao, consider it carefully. But my patience is limited as well." Tang Chen gave Yao Lao some time to think.
Tang Chen did intend to befriend Yao Lao, which was why he had chosen such a relatively fair trade. But that did not mean he would remain this good-tempered forever.
If this old man remained stubbornly determined not to hand it over, then Tang Chen would have no choice but to destroy Yao Lao and seize the Bone Chilling Flame by force.
After all, with Yao Lao's current soul power, Tang Chen could destroy him as easily as turning his hand over.
Having lived for so many years, how could Yao Lao fail to understand? He knew Tang Chen was not as kind as he appeared. A person like him could only be befriended, never made into an enemy.
If he failed to accept the situation, he feared he would not only gain nothing, but might even lose his life.
"I'll give it... I'll trade." Though reluctant, Yao Lao knew he had no choice. He immediately summoned the Bone Chilling Flame and erased his soul imprint from it.
After losing the Bone Chilling Flame, Yao Lao's soul power grew weaker and weaker, and his body became increasingly transparent. He needed to use the soul-nourishing pills immediately.
"Senior Yao, quickly take the pills."
Having obtained the Bone Chilling Flame, Tang Chen first sealed it with Heavenly Flames and temporarily stored it within his body. Then, with a broad wave of his hand, he handed the four jade bottles to Yao Lao.
Yao Lao did not delay. He swallowed the soul-nourishing pills from the jade bottles and began refining their medicinal power.
Tang Chen had taken these three bottles of pills from Burning Flame Valley. They could nourish the soul, increase soul power, and repair soul injuries.
They were enough to restore Yao Lao's soul power to the level of a Dou Zong.
Tang Chen was not afraid that Yao Lao would attack him after recovering. He was confident in his own strength.
"Thank you, little friend." Yao Lao had just finished refining one pill, and his soul had already become much more solid. His soul power had increased severalfold.
Though it was a transaction, Yao Lao could not help but thank Tang Chen. Without him, who knew how long it would have taken for Yao Lao to restore his soul power?
"Senior Yao, there's no need to be polite. There will be many opportunities for us to cooperate in the future." Tang Chen waved his hand, looking unconcerned.
"You may need to wait a few days for my alchemist inheritance. I need to make some preparations..." Yao Lao said.
Some parts of the alchemist inheritance needed to be imprinted by Yao Lao's soul onto a vessel. An eighth-tier alchemist possessed quite a few things, so it would take some time.
"It's fine. I'll be staying at the Xiao Clan for a few more days anyway." It was only a few days. Tang Chen was in no hurry and could afford to wait.
Tang Chen looked outside and saw that night had fallen. He remembered his agreement with Xiao Yan.
"Shouldn't you go meet the person you tormented for the past three years?" Tang Chen teased Yao Lao.
"This old man had no choice." Yao Lao said awkwardly.
"Fine, then. Let's go."
Tang Chen did not expose Yao Lao. After Yao Lao entered the ring, he brought him directly to the Xiao Clan's back mountain.
The Xiao Clan's back mountain.
Xiao Yan had already been waiting there for a long time.
"I wonder why that lord asked me to come here?" Xiao Yan lay atop a boulder, gazing at the night sky with a deeply gloomy mood.
Although he had now resumed cultivating, with his current cultivation speed, catching up to Nalan Yanran would still be extremely difficult.
Nalan Yanran's cultivation speed had already far surpassed that of her peers. On top of that, she had the Misty Cloud Sect's resources supporting her. In three years, she would only become even more terrifying.
The thought alone left Xiao Yan feeling powerless.
"I wonder how that lord cultivates. He's clearly not much older than me, yet his cultivation is so terrifying." Recalling the scene of Tang Chen instantly killing Mo Chuan in the reception hall, Xiao Yan could not help but sigh. "A true man should be like this."
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