Refining the South Dragon King into a Puppet

Xiao Yan swept his hand out. The vast sea of purplish-black flames froze, then swiftly converged on him and poured back into his body.

The experts who witnessed this spectacle drew sharp breaths.

They had felt the flames' power firsthand. Under their heat, even space had shown signs of warping and shattering.

Yet Xiao Yan handled those world-destroying flames like toys. It was terrifying!

Their respect for Xiao Yan deepened.

"Three seniors, I'm glad I didn't let you down." Xiao Yan bowed to Xuan Kongzi and the other two, smiling with innocent delight.

"Little friend Xiao Yan, please spare us the twists and turns next time. This old heart of mine can't take it," Xuan Kongzi said with a wry smile.

Xuan Yi and Tian Leizi nodded in agreement.

Such a swing from despair to relief truly put the heart to the test.

"Next time, I promise..." Xiao Yan scratched his head and laughed sheepishly.

The three of them could only shake their heads.

In just a few months at the Pill Tower, Xiao Yan had already done two things that shook the entire organization.

With a prodigy like him around, peace and quiet would probably be hard to come by.

The four chatted a while longer. Xuan Kongzi even offered to hold a banquet to celebrate Xiao Yan's success and thank him properly.

Xiao Yan turned him down.

All he wanted now was to return and get used to his new Heavenly Flame. He had no interest in a banquet.

Seeing that, Xuan Kongzi let the matter drop.

After bidding the three farewell and telling them he would soon enter seclusion, Xiao Yan went straight back to his residence.

Refining the Three Thousand Burning Flame had raised his cultivation from Two-Turn Dou Zun to Three-Turn Dou Zun.

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