Xiao Yan's Submission

"Luck? It was something vague and intangible, but you did indeed have it."

Xie Tianxiao narrowed his eyes and spoke with a faint, ambiguous smile.

A Child of Fortune truly was a Child of Fortune. Even though Xiao Yan had not cultivated the Flame Mantra, and even though he had taken the Green Lotus Core Flame, it still could not change his fate of obtaining Heavenly Flames.

"Senior, your strength is immense, and you possess several Heavenly Flames already. Surely you would not care to take this Xuanhuang Flame of mine?"

Xiao Yan felt uneasy as he cautiously probed.

"What if this Saint insists on having it?"

Xie Tianxiao looked at Xiao Yan indifferently.

"Then this junior would have nothing to say. Senior may take it as you please."

Xiao Yan shook his head.

His teacher had told him that the Devouring Owl Saint possessed a method for refining multiple Heavenly Flames without suffering backlash.

Thus, Heavenly Flames held an enormous allure for him. When Xiao Yan subdued the Xuanhuang Flame, he had already harbored a faint hope.

If he encountered Xie Tianxiao afterward and the latter disdained this low-ranked Heavenly Flame, then everyone would be happy.

But if he truly made a move to seize it, Xiao Yan could only consider himself unlucky. After all, he was merely a weak Da Dou Shi—weak beyond weak.

"Devouring Owl Saint, Xiao Yan is merely an ignorant junior who does not know the immensity of heaven and earth. His Heavenly Flame is nothing more than an ornament to you. Why lower yourself for it?"

Having heard their exchange, Yao Chen's eyes showed a trace of contemplation before he smiled and spoke.

"Lower myself? Yao Chen, are you trying to stop this Saint?"

Xie Tianxiao's gaze fell upon Yao Chen.

"I would not