Meng Chuan had guessed right. It was indeed Yao Chen's dear Little Padded Jacket, Xiao Yan, who was about to ascend the Mist Cloud Sect.
Over those three years, Xiao Yan had trained hard. And when he said "hard," he meant truly hard.
It mostly involved telling his teacher stories from novels, answering questions about his teacher's friends, and the like.
Then his cultivation shot up with a whoosh.
One slip, and he would get beaten. Truly, his training could not have been harder.
Now the Three-Year Agreement was almost upon him, and Xiao Yan had reached the Jia Ma Imperial Capital.
At the moment, Xiao Yan was showing off at the Pill Assembly, warming up for his Three-Year Agreement.
From time to time, he drew gasps of "Hiss!", "This young man is terrifying!", and "Talent like his is as rare as Phoenix feathers and qilin horns in the entire empire!"
Cries like these put Xiao Yan firmly in the spotlight.
Incidentally, Yan Xiao—the name Xiao Yan used as a brilliant young alchemist—still sent the Dou Qi steed in Nalan Yanran's heart galloping wildly.
This Xiao Yan was even more outstanding than he had been in the original story.
This time, Yao Chen had taught him using methods from across the Myriad Heavens and Worlds!
Xiao Yan's cheat was an upgraded old master.
According to rumor, the Mist Cloud Sect wanted Yan Xiao as a son-in-law, while Pill King Gu He wanted to take the alchemy prodigy as his disciple.
"So everything's happening around now."
Meng Chuan rubbed his chin. Fortunately, he had plenty of time. Meng Qi still had to wait for his mission to begin, and there was a little while yet before Yao Chen's Three-Year Agreement.
"Anyone else have something going on?"
Meng Chuan called out. If