Hearing Yan Jin praise him so highly, Xiao Yan felt somewhat flattered. He clasped his hands and smiled. "It was only a few trivial matters, hardly worth mentioning. Clan Chief Yan Jin overpraises me."
"Back then, I had quite a few dealings with your ancestor, Xiao Xuan. Looking at you now, you truly do possess much of your ancestor Xiao Xuan's bearing." Yan Jin offered equally high praise.
This time, Xiao Yan immediately shook his head. He felt that he was still far inferior to his ancestor. His ancestor had dominated an entire era, yet even so many years after his death, he had still been able to scheme against Gu Yuan and Soul Heavenly Emperor.
After the pleasantries ended, Yan Jin asked directly, "What brings you to the Flame Clan this time?"
Xiao Yan explained his purpose for the third time, and Yan Jin fell into thought. After the time it took to burn half an incense stick, Yan Jin looked at Xiao Yan and replied, "Little friend Xiao Yan, when the Flame Clan was at its most perilous, not only did you lend us a helping hand, you also refined life-saving medicinal pills for me. There is no problem with the clan pattern matter."
Yan Jin then pointed at Xiao Yan's dantian. Xiao Yan felt every one of the Heavenly Flames within his body begin to stir.
"Furthermore, according to Xiao Zhi, the Eight Wastelands Destruction Flame has also fallen into your hands. This flame has been passed down through the Flame Clan for generations and was never previously allowed to fall into another's possession. In the past, when several owners of the Eight Wastelands Destruction Flame met with misfortune outside, the Flame Clan spent enormous sums to buy the Heavenly Flame back afterward. Now, there is naturally