Hao Elder snorted. "What's so remarkable about the Three Mysteries of Heavenly Flame? I was thinking small. I only thought Xiao Yan might have two of its transformations. Even if he had all three, what would be so strange about that? You can't get a Dou Emperor in the Black-Corner Region, but there's never been a shortage of black-market goods there."
Hao Elder, you're still thinking too small, Xiao Yan thought. An old Dou Emperor once lived in the Black-Corner Region, and a new one has already arrived.
Old Man Huo knew the old fellow was telling the truth. The "black" in Black-Corner Region had not come from nowhere. Cultivation methods, Dou Techniques, and secret arts belonging to many Central Plains factions—even treasures they kept at the bottom of the chest—had all appeared there throughout its history.
He did not argue. Standing beside Xiao Yan, he looked at Liu Elder, who guarded his possessions like an iron rooster, and said, "Now you have two alchemists trying to trade for your treasure. Time to loosen your grip."
"One Battle Spirit Pill for one item," Liu Elder said flatly. "There's nothing to discuss."
Old Man Huo flared with anger. Xiao Yan smiled and brushed a finger over his Storage Ring. A jade bottle appeared in his hand. "I don't have a Battle Spirit Pill, but I'm sure this will interest you, Liu Elder."
He opened the stopper. A wisp of white mist immediately rose from the bottle. Strangely, the mist stayed at its mouth, while the energy within it had already begun to seep through the room.
Sensing the immense energy of the substance in the bottle, Old Man Huo, Liu Elder, and Hao Elder all looked stunned.
The three stared at the bottle. If they could absorb and refine that tremendous