After leaving Xiao Ding and Xiao Li each a set of Mystic Tier cultivation methods and Dou Techniques of the lightning and wood attributes respectively, Xiao Yan bade his two elder brothers farewell and set off for the Jia Ma Empire's Imperial Capital.
Several days later, the Flying Beast finally carried him safely to his destination-the Jia Ma Empire's Imperial Capital, Jia Ma Holy City!
As the Flying Beast slowly descended, Xiao Yan seemed to notice something, and his gaze abruptly shifted toward the north of the Imperial Capital.
Within sight, an immense, majestic mountain sprawled like a colossal dragon, faintly exuding spiritual energy that soared into the heavens.
That was the home of the Jia Ma Empire's towering behemoth, the Misty Cloud Sect!
"Misty Cloud Sect... Nalan Yanran, the good-for-nothing from back then has come as promised!"
Staring fixedly at the imposing peak veiled in wisps of cloud and mist, Xiao Yan began to tremble violently...
After a long silence, Xiao Yan finally drew a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the emotions surging in his heart.
He slowly closed his eyes. When he opened them again, calm had returned to his gaze, leaving only a fathomless chill and composure.
Xiao Yan wore a black robe, his features concealed by the Thousand Illusion Mask, which had transformed them into the angular, somewhat austere face of a young man.
He turned and strode into the stream of people, making his way deeper into the Imperial Capital.
Less than a month remained before the Three-Year Agreement.
At Yao Chen's suggestion, Xiao Yan planned to register for the Alchemist Tournament that the Jia Ma Empire would soon host.
However, when he went to the Alchemist Guild to register under the identity of "Yao Yan," he unexpectedly noticed something amiss.
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