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"Hoo!"

Xiao Yan opened his mouth wide, and a scorching, half-a-foot-wide purple flame was expelled from his throat. Xiao Yan reached out his right hand and snatched the purple flame, which now burned quietly in his palm.

"This is the Purple Flame Pill I refined. Through it, you can use the companion purple flame of the rank six magical beast, the Amethyst Winged Lion King, to refine pills." Xiao Yan demonstrated to Xiao Yun.

"What? You still don't believe in its power? Then let me demonstrate it for you again."

Xiao Yan prepared to pour out another Purple Flame Pill to swallow.

"Hey, hey, don't! Don't! I believe you! I believe you! This is a rank six beast flame, after all; it would be such a waste!"

Xiao Yun snatched the jade bottle from Xiao Yan's hand with a pained expression.

"Hehe, although there are only a dozen or so of these Purple Flame Pills, they are enough for you to successfully refine the Green Spirit Pill. I see that you are already at the peak of a rank three alchemist. If you can successfully break through to a rank four alchemist, I will gift you a rank four beast flame. This won't be counted as part of your clan quota; it will be a personal gift from me."

Xiao Yan tempted him with a smile.

"A rank four beast flame?" Xiao Yun's eyes gleamed.

"Young Master Yan, rest assured, I am refining this Green Spirit Pill precisely to charge at the rank four alchemist realm. With Young Master Yan's help, I will definitely break through to a rank four alchemist within a month," Xiao Yun said excitedly.

"That's good. Besides, this rank four beast flame is ready to go; we can just take it and use it."

As Xiao Yan spoke, he glanced at the Twin-Winged Flame Snake that had been following behind Qing Lin.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss."

The Twin-Winged Flame Snake inexplicably felt a chill run through its body, as if it had suddenly been targeted by some terrifying magical beast. Frightened, it quickly huddled closer to Xiao Yan; after all, in its perception, this was the most powerful human present. Although this human was a bit detestable, it figured that if danger arose, this foolish human would surely save it for the sake of its little master.

"Alright, let's leave it at that for today. If you have any questions about alchemy in the future, we can exchange ideas."

"Young Master Yan, I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare."

This was the first time Xiao Yun had called Xiao Yan "Young Master Yan" with genuine sincerity.

For someone like him, whose world revolved almost entirely around alchemy, if he had previously called Xiao Yan "Young Master Yan" due to his status as Yao Lao's disciple and Xiao Zhan's son, this time, he was truly conquered by Xiao Yan's superb alchemical skills.

At this age, with this level of skill, one had to be convinced!

"Xiao Yi Xian, Qing Lin, let's go. We're heading back to prepare poison for Xiao Yi Xian," Xiao Yan said, wrapping his arms around their small, delicate shoulders.

"Okay, Brother Xiao Yan," the two replied sweetly.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss."

A certain clumsy snake followed slowly behind, seemingly blaming the group for not waiting for it.

Xiao Yun stood up and respectfully escorted Xiao Yan, his group of three, and the beast all the way to the entrance of the Alchemy Hall, only returning to the alchemy room once they had walked far away.

Watching Xiao Yun's hurried retreating figure, two rank one alchemists who had just finished their alchemy and were leaving together were dumbfounded.

"Did I see that right? Was that Lord Xiao Yun? Lord Xiao Yun has always been indifferent to worldly affairs and obsessed with the path of alchemy; why would he suddenly be so enthusiastic and respectful to a young master of the clan?"

"Who knows? Maybe it's because of that Xiao Yi Xian. Speaking of which, that little girl Xiao Yi Xian is indeed quite likable. Hehe, I like her too."

"Look at the fluctuating aura on Lord Xiao Yun; it seems he is about to have another breakthrough. Could it be that Lord Xiao Yun is preparing to charge at the rank four alchemist realm this time?"

"Tch, Lord Xiao Yun isn't even here anymore, why are you still buttering him up? Let's go. I've been refining pills for two days straight and I'm about to suffocate. Let's go out for a stroll."

"No, I'm serious. Hey, hey, don't pull me, I can walk myself."

That day, Xiao Yan was in his room performing his daily cultivation exercises.

"Young Master Yan, the Clan Head invites you to the main hall," a hoarse, elderly voice came from outside the door.

"Oh, that voice is Grandpa Mo." Xiao Yan got up and opened the door to see an old man in green robes looking at him with a smile.

Grandpa Mo, whose real name was Mo Cheng, was the steward and personal attendant of Xiao Yan's grandfather, Xiao Lin, while he was alive. After Xiao Lin passed away, Mo Cheng continued to serve as Xiao Zhan's steward. Because Steward Mo had always been a kind person and had treated the three Xiao brothers very well since they were young, he held high prestige within the estate. Therefore, the disciples of the Xiao Clan called him Old Mo, while Xiao Yan liked to call him Grandpa Mo.

Steward Mo looked at the young master before him and sighed. A five-year-old Dou Practitioner! Young Master Yan's talent was likely far superior to that of the former strongest in Wutan City, the old Clan Head of the Xiao Clan, Xiao Lin.

"Grandpa Mo, let's go," Xiao Yan said respectfully.

Damn, Grandpa Mo is really hiding his true strength. It turns out the person with the highest cultivation in the Xiao Clan besides Lord Shan and Father is Grandpa Mo. He is already a peak Dou Ling; he has probably already stepped half a foot into the Dou King realm. Even the Great Elder is only an eight-star Dou Ling.

Xiao Yan thought as he looked at the steward beside him, who looked like an ordinary, cheerful old man.

Xiao Yan walked into the main hall and saw Xiao Zhan sitting in the seat of honor, with a middle-aged man in white robes sitting to his right.

The middle-aged man in white robes, who was chatting with Xiao Zhan, stood up to greet Xiao Yan before Xiao Zhan could even introduce him.

"This must be Xiao Zhan's eldest son, Xiao Ding, right? Truly a talent, hahaha!"

The middle-aged man in white robes laughed for a long time, but suddenly noticed that Xiao Yan did not respond to his words, so his laughter gradually died down.

"Hehe, Mr. Nalan must have mistaken him. This is Xiao Zhan's third son, Xiao Yan. Yan'er just looks a bit sturdy; he is actually only five years old."

At this moment, Xiao Zhan's somewhat awkward voice came through.

The Mr. Nalan mentioned by Xiao Zhan turned his head and looked at Xiao Zhan with an expression that said, Are you fucking kidding me?

You're telling me someone five feet tall is five years old? You're telling me this appearance is five years old? You're telling me this cultivation is five years old?

Uh, wait, five years old and already a Dou Practitioner!

The middle-aged man in white robes once again carefully and uncertainly sensed the aura Xiao Yan was projecting.

Hiss, a Dou Practitioner at five years old? My niece Nalan Yanran hasn't even reached the third stage of Dou Power at five.

"Heh, Yan'er is just a bit precocious, that's all."

Under the middle-aged man in white's gaze, which was filled with absurdity and disbelief, Xiao Zhan finally retreated.

"Father." Xiao Yan walked to Xiao Zhan's side and cupped his hands.

"En, Yan'er, you're here." Xiao Zhan nodded and began to introduce the middle-aged man in white.

"This is Nalan Ruo from the Nalan Clan, one of the three great families of the Empire in the Imperial Capital. He is the second uncle of your fiancée, Nalan Yanran. Strictly speaking, he is your elder."

Nalan Ruo? Nalan Yanran's uncle? Heh, interesting! Xiao Yan looked at the middle-aged man in white before him with a strange expression.