Staring blankly at the blood-red flame in Xiao Yan's palm, Yao Chen's vision blurred for a moment, as though he had returned to the day he subdued the bone spirit cold flame. Who knew how great a price he had paid for it? If not for that final sliver of luck... he would probably have been reduced to ashes by the Heavenly Flame at the very last step.
Xiao Yan noticed the look in his eyes, too. After a little thought, he understood what was going on.
If he remembered correctly, Yao Lao had had a whole host of close female companions in his youth, and one of them had been his teacher, Han Shanshan.
She had died so he could obtain the bone spirit cold flame. More accurately, she had transformed the form of her existence, sacrificing some of the traces of her own existence to save Yao Chen from the brink of death.
Barring any surprises, reaching the Dou Di level would allow him to bring Han Shanshan back.
The two of them had also founded the Starfall Pavilion to search for Han Shanshan, whom Yao Chen believed had gone missing.
At that thought, Xiao Yan's expression suddenly turned strange.
Yao Lao and that woman surnamed Han really were a pair of ill-fated lovebirds...
And what a coincidence those two Hans were. The one who had done Yao Lao a kindness was dead, while the one who had wronged him was alive. The one who deserved to live wasn't living, and the one who deserved to die wasn't dead.
No matter. I, Xiao Yan, will take on this karmic debt!
*In a little while, I'll make sure the one who deserves to die dies first. Once I become a Dou Di, I'll let the one who deserves to