For some time afterward, Xiao Yan visited Ye Lingyu's medicinal herb shop at the same hour every day, almost as though he were clocking in for work. With all those visits, the two grew much more familiar. In truth, Ye Lingyu was so laid-back that she could hardly be bothered to run the shop, so it saw almost no business. Apart from Xiao Yan, no one came at all.
For some reason, Ye Lingyu always felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity around Xiao Yan, making her unable to resist wanting to get closer to him. Seeing him became the thing she looked forward to most each day. After a while, she finally found an opportunity to ask his name, bringing them a little closer.
"Brother Xiao Yan, you come to buy medicinal herbs every day. You must be an alchemist, right?" After packing up the herbs he needed that day, Ye Lingyu made casual conversation as usual.
"Yes." Xiao Yan nodded. He was not buying these herbs solely to build a good relationship with the girl. Since they had grown in the same medicinal field as the life spirit flame, they carried traces of its aura. If he used them to prepare a medicinal liquid, perhaps it could achieve the effect Little Yao had described.
"Then what rank of alchemist are you, Brother Xiao Yan?" Once he admitted he was an alchemist, Ye Lingyu could not help asking curiously.
"Around fifth rank," Xiao Yan answered offhandedly. It was not that he wanted to hide his true abilities, but if he said he was a ninth-rank alchemist, the little girl would probably think he was joking. So he gave her a rank she could more easily accept.
"A fifth-rank alchemist! That's amazing." Ye Lingyu gasped in admiration. Although she did not