Xiao Yao spread open his palm, and purple-brown flames danced above it. Smiling faintly, he said, "Don't forget that I possess Heavenly Flames. The only thing that can interest me is the Three Mysterious Changes of Heavenly Flame."
Xiao Yan's heart stirred upon hearing this. He indeed knew the flaws in the Three Mysterious Changes of Heavenly Flame—every use brought tearing pain through his meridians.
If not for being driven into a desperate situation during the battle with the Misty Cloud Sect, he would never have used it lightly. Yet Xiao Yao claimed he could perfect it?
He looked at the purple-brown flame in Xiao Yao's palm and recalled how the other man always produced astonishing methods. His hesitation gradually gave way to anticipation.
Then Xiao Yan said in a deep voice, "Alright. What is the second one?"
"The second one is also a battle technique performed using Heavenly Flames. You should know what I want, shouldn't you?" The smile on Xiao Yao's lips deepened as his gaze settled on Xiao Yan, carrying a trace of knowing amusement. "That battle technique that fuses several flames together and possesses the power to destroy heaven and earth—the Buddha's Fury Fire Lotus. I want its cultivation method."
Upon hearing that Xiao Yao's second request was the Buddha's Fury Fire Lotus, Xiao Yan was not overly shocked. After all, when he had first learned that Xiao Yao wanted the Three Mysterious Changes of Heavenly Flame, he had already suspected that the next thing might very well be the Buddha's Fury Fire Lotus.
Xiao Yan then gave a dry cough and said, "Brother Yao, it's not that I don't want to teach you the Buddha's Fury Fire Lotus. It's just that using it requires the support of the Flame Mantra."
At those words, Xiao Yao