Do You Want to Become an Alchemist?

At that moment, Xiao Yang seemed to see a faint black aura emanating from Xiao Yan.

Sure enough, Xiao Yan began speaking in a refined and courteous manner the very next second.

"I fucked your mother!"

Elegant. Far too elegant!

Xiao Yang could not help sighing in admiration from the side.

Though if it had been him, he might have been even more refined and courteous.

Xiao Yan immediately flew into a rage, his still-youthful face twisted with fury.

He hurled the Bone Flame Ring, wrapped in tissue paper in his hand, toward the nearby cliff.

At that moment, he had completely forgotten that the ring was a keepsake left behind by his mother.

Only after throwing it did Xiao Yan remember.

Just as he was about to head to the cliff's edge to take a look, a transparent elderly figure suddenly appeared beside him.

The Bone Flame Ring Xiao Yan had thrown was slowly floating beneath that phantom.

"Hehe, little fellow, don't be so angry."

"Didn't I merely absorb one year of your Dou Qi?"

The old man smiled amiably at the furious Xiao Yan before him.

He also subconsciously glanced at Xiao Yang, whose face was full of shock.

Xiao Yan's mouth twitched, his face filled with rage.

"Old man, since you heard what we said just now, you must have been able to sense what was happening outside all along, right?"

"If so, then you should know how much mockery and abuse you've brought me!"

The old man smiled noncommittally.

"Didn't you grow quite a bit through all that mockery and abuse over the past year?"

"Besides, you should have seen clearly who truly treats you sincerely by now, shouldn't you?"

As he spoke, he cast a meaningful glance toward Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yan followed the old man's gaze and saw Xiao Yang standing nearby.

By then, his emotions had gradually calmed.

After learning that his talent had returned, Xiao Yan was still incredibly excited.

Now that he could shed the title of trash, the hateful old man before him, who seemed quite powerful, did not seem all that unpleasant either.

Xiao Yan let out a long sigh.

"Although I don't know who you are, will you keep clinging to my ring and absorbing my Dou Qi in the future?"

"If so, you should find another host. I can't afford to support you."

The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile.

"Hehe, others don't possess soul perception like you... the two of you."

"Since I have revealed myself, I naturally will not absorb your Dou Qi again without your permission."

Xiao Yan rolled his eyes and remained silent with a cold sneer.

He did not believe the other man's ghostly nonsense at all.

"Little fellow, do you want to become stronger? I can make you stronger!"

A trace of disdain flashed across Xiao Yan's face at those words.

"Hmph!"

"My talent has already returned. Becoming stronger is only a matter of time. Why would I need you?"

Unlike the original story, there were still several years until the coming-of-age ceremony.

Moreover, the Three Year Agreement had not yet been made.

Therefore, Xiao Yan was extremely confident in himself.

At that moment, Xiao Yang spoke from the side.

"Senior, you absorbed my younger brother's Dou Qi for a year and reduced him to this state. Shouldn't you offer some compensation?"

"You can survive even in this state, so your cultivation in life must have been formidable."

"A powerhouse like you surely would not bully children like this, would you?"

Xiao Yang smiled as he looked at the old man.

Hearing Xiao Yang's words, Xiao Yan suddenly came to his senses as well.

If he could survive after becoming like this, the old man's cultivation must have been extremely high in life.

If that was the case, he definitely had plenty of good things!

At that thought, Xiao Yan licked his lips and said.

"That's right. You absorbed my Dou Qi for a year and made me bear the name of 'trash.'"

"Since that's the case, you must compensate me somehow, right?"

"I won't ask for much. Just give me ten or eight Heaven-tier cultivation methods and Fighting Skills!"

The old man could not help laughing in anger.

"Heaven-tier cultivation methods and Fighting Skills? Ten or eight of them?"

"Do you think Heaven-tier cultivation methods and Fighting Skills are cabbages?"

Xiao Yan did not get angry and continued with a smile.

"It's fine if you don't have those. Then how about giving me a hundred or eighty ninth-grade pills?"

The old man's eyes widened at once, and even his soul body trembled slightly.

"Ninth-grade pills? A hundred or eighty of them?!"

"Why don't you just rob someone?"

"Even at my peak, I couldn't refine even a single one!"

Xiao Yan spread his hands.

"If you want me to keep supporting you, you have to show some sincerity, don't you?"

The old man shook his head helplessly.

"You two little fellows are sharper than the last."

"Fine. Who told this old man that I still need something from you, little fellow?"

The old man slowly drifted down. After examining Xiao Yan from head to toe, a sly smile of triumph appeared on his face.

However, the expression quickly vanished, replaced by hesitation.

After a while, he seemed somewhat reluctant as he said.

"Do you want to become an alchemist?"

Xiao Yan froze upon hearing that, then immediately frowned.

"Who wouldn't want to become an alchemist?"

"But not just anyone can become one."

"The requirements for becoming an alchemist are stricter than the last..."

At that moment, Xiao Yan suddenly realized something.

"You're saying I meet the requirements to become an alchemist?!"

Seeing the wild joy and anticipation on Xiao Yan's face, the old man nodded with satisfaction.

Then, as if somewhat troubled, he said.

"You barely qualify, that's all."

"Sigh, but who told me I owe you a favor?"

Although Xiao Yan felt that the old man's words sounded rather fake, he could not be bothered to ask.

Still, he remained somewhat doubtful.

"Even if I meet the requirements, I would still need an alchemist to teach me, unless you..."

At that moment, Xiao Yan suddenly recalled what Yao Lao had said earlier.

He could not refine a ninth-grade pill even at his peak!

This old man really was an alchemist!

At that thought, Xiao Yan's eyes lit up. He rubbed his hands together, and a flattering smile appeared on his face.

"Hehe, old sir, may I ask what grade of alchemist you were in life?"

The old man shook his head.

"What grade? I don't know. I've been dead too long!"

"Are you learning or not?"

"I'll learn! I'll learn!"

Xiao Yan nodded so hard he looked like a chick pecking at grain.

Upon hearing this, the old man flew onto a large boulder and sat cross-legged, wearing a crafty expression.

"Hehe, if you want to learn, then acknowledge me as your master!"

"I have to acknowledge you as my master too?"

"Nonsense. If you don't become my disciple, do you expect me to teach you everything I know? Keep dreaming!"

Xiao Yan helplessly curled his lips and could only prepare to perform the ceremony to acknowledge him as his master.

At that moment, he suddenly noticed Xiao Yang beside him.

"Wait, what about Brother Yang?"

"Can he acknowledge you as his master too?"

A trace of hesitation flashed across the old man's face.

"I don't know. I've never absorbed his Dou Qi."

"How about you absorb some and see whether he suits your taste?"

Xiao Yang and the old man beside him both had dark lines appear across their faces.

What kind of outrageous thing was that supposed to mean?