Master Will Teach You a Few Potions

Although Cai Lin didn't say anything, she still glared at Xiao Yan with a pair of eyes, her pearly teeth lightly biting her lower lip. She looked both embarrassed and annoyed, with something else in her expression that was hard to put into words.

How could their delicate bodies withstand Xiao Yan's strength? After all, he possessed the Ox Talisman and had practiced Body Refining for years. Even a casual squeeze from him had enough force to shatter stone and split metal.

Xiao Yan was rather helpless about it, so he quickly urged the Horse Talisman to carefully treat the two women.

After the Horse Talisman's gentle power swept over them, the red marks and pain vanished without a trace, and their delicate skin returned to normal.

Taking advantage of the moment, Xiao Yan also got a general sense of the sisters' current condition.

"Judging by how you're doing now, it'll probably still take some time before you can complete your evolution." Xiao Yan pondered for a moment, then spoke slowly.

The sisters were also well aware of their own condition. Although they still couldn't transform back into human form at will, compared with before, when they could only remain asleep all day, they could now come out for some air every so often. That was already tremendous progress.

"I'm going to bed. What about you two?" Seeing that it was already late, Xiao Yan raised his brows and looked the sisters over.

There was only one bed in the room, and his meaning couldn't have been clearer: the three of them could squeeze together for better health.

"In your dreams," Cai Lin muttered. Cai Die also playfully stuck her tongue out at Xiao Yan.

The two women exchanged a glance, and sly smiles appeared at the same time on their lips. They swayed their supple snake tails and gracefully made their way toward Xiao Yan.

Watching the two beautiful Snake-People women approach him step by step, Xiao Yan couldn't help swallowing. He opened his arms and eagerly waited for soft, fragrant warmth to fall into his embrace.

But just as he watched expectantly, the sisters' bodies suddenly burst into a gentle, colorful light.

When the light faded, the beautiful Snake-People women had vanished. In their place were only two round-headed, round-brained Little Sky Swallowing Pythons, innocently blinking their big eyes.

"Damn, you did that on purpose, didn't you!" Looking at the two little creatures with their utterly guileless expressions, Xiao Yan couldn't help cursing.

The two Little Sky Swallowing Pythons flew up to Xiao Yan, one on each side. They blinked at him, looking truly innocent.

"I wasn't talking about you." Xiao Yan sighed helplessly, then put on a gentle smile and reached out to softly rub the two little creatures' heads.

The little creatures enjoyed his touch so much that they narrowed their eyes, the tips of their little tails even lifting up.

Since he couldn't hold a beautiful snake woman as he fell asleep, Xiao Yan had to settle for the next best thing and climbed into bed with the two Little Sky Swallowing Pythons in his arms.

He carefully placed the two little creatures on his chest and soon fell into a deep sleep.

The little creatures were very well-behaved, lying quietly on his chest and sleeping soundly.

The next day, Xiao Yan slept until the sun was high in the sky before leisurely waking up.

Out of habit, he called for his teacher, but there was not a sound from inside the ring.

After a brief moment of confusion, Xiao Yan suddenly remembered something, and he came fully awake at once.

"Oh no, I forgot to lift the Restriction on Master."

After the two women had stirred things up the night before, he had completely forgotten about Yao Lao.

Xiao Yan's eyelid twitched sharply, and he hurriedly withdrew the power of the Sheep Talisman.

"Master... are... are you all right?" He cautiously tried speaking to the ring.

"I'm fine. It's you, you little rascal, who should take better care of your health. You were at it all night. Do you want your master to teach you a few potions?" Yao Lao slowly floated out of the Storage Ring, his smile full of meaning.

Xiao Yan was still young, after all, and Yao Lao was genuinely worried that his body wouldn't be able to take it.

"Master... please stop teasing me." Xiao Yan scratched his head, looking rather embarrassed.

Yao Lao thought he had spent the night enjoying a tender embrace, but in truth, he had spent the whole night sleeping all alone with two little snakes in his arms.

After chatting idly with Yao Lao for a few moments, Xiao Yan collected his thoughts, changed into a loose black robe, hid his face beneath the hood's shadow, and headed toward the Black Seal City Auction House.

It wasn't an auction day, so the entrance to the Auction House was rather quiet, with only a sparse trickle of people coming and going.

Xiao Yan entered through the main doors and, guided by a staff member, arrived at a quiet Trading Room.

An old man in charge of receiving visitors sat inside. The moment Xiao Yan entered, the old man's experienced eyes quickly sized him up from head to toe.

The black robe concealed his face, but not his calm, self-assured bearing. The old man's wrinkled face immediately broke into a fawning smile, and he rubbed his hands together as he eagerly came forward.

"Esteemed guest, may I ask what you'd like to buy?" the old man asked with a smile, bowing.

In their line of work, the trick was to serve people according to their means. They could tell at a glance whether a visitor had money to back up their confidence.

The old man had clearly placed this guest among the wealthy.

Xiao Yan first listed a series of medicinal herbs. After the old man had written them all down, he unhurriedly began describing what the fragmentary map looked like.

Xiao Yan was strong, so he didn't need to worry about all those unnecessary things.

The old man searched his memory for a moment, and his expression shifted slightly.

As it happened, the old scrap of cloth that had repeatedly failed to sell at the Auction House and had never attracted any interest did indeed sound very much like what Xiao Yan had described.

The piece of cloth looked tattered, but its material was unusually tough. The appraisers had tried every method they could think of, yet they couldn't burn it or uncover even the slightest bit of information about it.

The old man's eyes shifted, but his smile remained unchanged. "Esteemed guest, please sit for a moment. This old man will be right back."

With that, he hurriedly got up and left the Trading Room.

But after leaving the Trading Room, he didn't head to the Storage Room where the map fragment was kept. Instead, he turned directly toward a room at the very back of the Auction House.

That was where Yuan Yi, the master of the Eight Gates, stayed. He was also the one who controlled this Auction House.

The old man came before Yuan Yi and recounted everything that had just happened, from beginning to end.

Yuan Yi was a middle-aged man with a somewhat fierce-looking face. At that moment, he was leaning back in a broad chair, his fingers tapping the armrest again and again, producing a dull, rhythmic tok-tok.

After a long silence, he slowly opened his eyes. A glint flashed through them. "He wants to buy that piece of cloth? Could it be... someone knows the secret on it?"

Yuan Yi had long been intensely curious about that mysterious piece of cloth.

He was a Dou Huang expert, and if even his full-strength attack couldn't destroy it, then it must surely contain an unknown secret.

He had put the piece of cloth up for auction in the first place simply to try his luck and see if he could draw out someone who recognized its value.

"Master, then what should we do next..." The old man bent at the waist, respectfully waiting for instructions.

"How strong is that person? Could you tell who he is?" Yuan Yi didn't rush to make a decision. Instead, he first questioned the old man carefully about Xiao Yan's background.

In a place like the Black-Corner Region, anyone who managed to gain a foothold and build a power of their own was no easy mark. Naturally, Yuan Yi wouldn't be so reckless as to charge into a confrontation without first sounding out the other party.

"That person was wrapped in a black robe, and both his appearance and cultivation were concealed... But judging by his voice, he shouldn't be very old. He's a young man." The old man kept his back bent as he recounted his first impression of Xiao Yan in full.

Yuan Yi fell silent for a moment. The rhythm of his fingers tapping the armrest gradually slowed.