"Couldn't wait?" A trace of confusion appeared on Xiao Yan's face.
"Given my relationship with the Yao Clan, do you think I'd willingly hand that little girl an opportunity? Even if it was only a child flame?"
A faint smile appeared on the Yin-Yang Evil Saint's face.
"Right. With your personality, you certainly wouldn't." Xiao Yan nodded.
This man repaid every slight and was fickle in his moods. He would never swallow the humiliation of being cuckolded.
"Those yin-yang twin flames do indeed contain a trace of the yin-yang saint flame's essence. But I tampered with them a little. They contain only the essence of the yang flame."
An inscrutable smile appeared on the Yin-Yang Evil Saint's face.
"Once you've refined this yin-yang saint flame, you can use that woman to experience the mysteries of my Yin-Yang Saint Scripture and yin-yang sacred fire."
"Uh, well..." Xiao Yan's expression turned solemn. "That is hardly the conduct of a gentleman."
"Are you a gentleman? You're a shameless little bastard to your very bones. Otherwise, I wouldn't have entrusted my legacy to you."
The Yin-Yang Evil Saint cast Xiao Yan a sidelong glance.
At those words, a smile suddenly broke across Xiao Yan's formerly solemn face.
"What a sharp judge of character!"
"Heh, heh." The Yin-Yang Evil Saint gave two sinister chuckles.
"Heh, heh." Xiao Yan followed with two sinister chuckles of his own.
A short while later, Xiao Yan sat cross-legged on a flat patch of the plaza. Before him swam two fish, one yin and one yang, their movements carrying the natural rhythm of the Great Dao.
Xiao Yan lightly tapped his Storage Ring, and several treasures flew out of it.
Devouring heavenly flames was exceedingly dangerous. Even though the Yin-Yang Evil Saint had squandered a great deal of the yin-yang