Seeing Zi Yan's unreliable demeanor, Xiao Yan also began to doubt whether his decision to let Zi Yan guard him was truly the right one. Right now, however, he could not find a second more suitable candidate, so he could only shake his head and close his eyes once more to begin tempering the Soul Flame within his body. Seeing Xiao Yan close his eyes to cultivate, Zi Yan immediately poured out all the pills from the Jade Bottles and shoved them into her mouth in one go.
Xiao Yan did not expect that the moment he entered cultivation, Zi Yan would treat his instructions like wind past her ear. Yet at this moment, he had no mind to bother with external matters; all his focus was currently on tempering the Soul Flame inside him. Under his manipulation, that grey flame, which he had repeatedly tempered over ten thousand times, was wildly compressed, and in the very end, it transformed into a tiny wisp of flame that quietly hovered within his body.
The instant that tiny wisp of flame formed, an irresistible, excruciating pain seeped into all his limbs and bones. This intense pain was brought about by the soul being burned, and it was also the most crucial step in forming the Soul Flame Seed. Anyone with an unsteady willpower would likely have been driven mad by this excruciating pain long ago.
Fortunately, willpower was the one thing Xiao Yan did not lack. Thus, despite being burned to the point of agonizing torment, he still gritted his teeth and persisted, though his complexion turned incomparably pale as a result, and his entire state withered in an instant. This was the weakness brought about by the overdraft of soul power, and it was also the matter Xiao Yan had worried