After Xiao Xuan stirred his soul power, he flew directly into Xun Er's mind. "Your origin is too severely damaged. Cultivating now poses certain risks. First, calm your mind and nurture yourself according to this method for a while. When you may resume cultivation is for me to decide."
Now that Xiao Yan was safe, Xun Er was relieved. She had no resistance to Xiao Xuan's instructions, nodded, and began studying the method of recuperation he had passed on to her.
Xiao Xuan watched the three of them enter cultivation one after another, then looked at Xiao Yan, who was slowly absorbing the Xiao Clan bloodline within the blood pool. His heart stirred with emotion.
In Xiao Yan, he seemed to see his former self—equally gifted and brilliant, bearing the hopes of his entire clan.
Because of his background, Xiao Yan's journey to the Heavenly Tomb had not been easy. He still fell somewhat short of Xiao Xuan in his youth. Yet the companions at Xiao Yan's side now, willing to give everything for him without hesitation, were something Xiao Xuan had never possessed.
Moreover, those gathered around Xiao Yan were all the absolute elite prodigies of the Eight Clans. They might still be somewhat immature now, but given time, they would surely become a force capable of influencing the situation across the entire continent.
Through his observations in the Heavenly Tomb, Xiao Xuan had naturally come to understand Xiao Yan's character. He gave his whole heart to his friends and entrusted them with his life and death, but toward his enemies, he was thunderous and utterly merciless. Only Xiao Yan's willingness to give everything for others could earn him companions like these.
"Good lad. I hope that one day, your name will stand at the summit of this continent.