The turn of events was extraordinarily dramatic. Little Yi suddenly rushed into Hun Xuzi's fire cauldron and snatched away the still-unformed pill embryo within. This scene not only drove Hun Xuzi into a rage, but even Xiao Yan himself wore a stunned expression. This had absolutely nothing to do with him—it had all been Little Yi's own idea?
In the plaza, Yao Dan and the many Yao Clan elders stared at the scene in astonishment. A moment later, their faces twitched, looking absurdly as though they wanted to laugh but were desperately holding it in. No one had expected Xiao Yan's Heavenly Flame spirit to be so outrageous. Hun Xuzi had merely stolen some of their energy, but Little Yi was even more ruthless—it had charged straight into his fire cauldron and carried off the pill embryo itself.
"Serves you right."
Hun Xuzi's earlier actions had already angered the Yao Clan elders somewhat, and they now whispered and laughed in undisguised delight at his misfortune.
Yao Dan, seated at the head, shook his head with a helpless smile. What should have been a fine pill-refining contest had turned into a bizarre struggle of theft and seizure. It truly left one speechless.
"That brat really never follows the usual path."
Old Yao also laughed and cursed, though he had no idea that this really had nothing to do with Xiao Yan.
Under countless gazes in the sky, Little Yi flashed and appeared before Xiao Yan. Its plump little face broke into a mischievous grin. In its arms was a ball of light even larger than its own body. Through the light, a faint, fetus-like glow could be seen within—it was the pill embryo Hun Xuzi had been refining.
"Xiao Yan, today I will tear you to pieces!"
Not far away, wind