The green lotus core flame had been stolen?
At that moment, Xiao Yan's expression turned utterly grim. The heavenly flame that should have belonged to him had actually been snatched away by someone else?
Damn it. They were practically courting death.
"If I find out who did this, even a good person is getting two hefty slaps. If they're bad, I'll grind their bones to dust and scatter their ashes."
Xiao Yan's back teeth ground together with a grating sound.
Seeing him like this, Qing Lin shivered all over. The young master she had come to consider so kind suddenly seemed terrifying again.
After a long while, much of the darkness finally faded from Xiao Yan's face. He gathered Qing Lin into his arms again and flew out of the green barrier.
Once outside, Xiao Yan glanced at the green barrier, dozens of zhang in diameter, and spoke through his divine sense to Wen and Wu, the Two Saints behind him. "Elder Wen, collect this Azure Lotus rootstock. Take it back to the clan for cultivation. In another thousand years, it might produce another Azure Lotus Core Flame."
"Yes, young master."
Xiao Wen, concealed within the space behind Xiao Yan, smiled faintly. With a wave of his hand, he drew the entire green barrier into his own space.
At their level, they no longer needed Storage Rings. They could carry a small pocket of space with them simply by manipulating spatial power.
A plant capable of producing green lotus core flame was well worth cultivating. Wasting something like this would hardly suit Xiao Yan's virtues of diligence and thrift.
Watching the rootstock of the green lotus core flame being put away, Xiao Yan wore a helpless expression before finally retracing his steps.
Qing Lin, held in his arms, looked shocked