"The Xiao Clan's ancestors must have smoke rising from their graves for the clan to produce two geniuses like my cousin and me."
After hearing Yao Lao's assessment of Xiao Yu once again, Xiao Yan sighed with emotion.
Seeing his shameless expression, Yao Lao laughed and scolded, "You little brat, you actually think you can stand alongside your cousin as a genius of the Xiao Clan? Don't tell anyone you're my disciple when you go out. You may have a thick hide, but your master still has some shame."
Xiao Yan rolled his eyes at Yao Lao and muttered, "Teacher, I'm still your disciple, no matter what. What kind of master puts his own disciple down like this?"
"Heh, do you even need me to put you down? Stand next to your cousin, and anyone with eyes can tell which one is the good-for-nothing."
Yao Lao cast Xiao Yan a disdainful glance.
Xiao Yan bristled and protested indignantly, "I may not compare to my cousin, but I still qualify as a genius, don't I? Aside from him, I've never heard of anyone my age with strength like mine."
Yao Lao said quietly, "Your talent is indeed good, brat, but becoming a powerhouse on that alone is unlikely. Not everyone is like your cousin."
"If you want to become stronger faster, you'd better first think about how to raise the Flame Mantra's rank."
At those words, Xiao Yan's face instantly fell. He muttered, "Do you think I don't want to? Are heavenly flames really that easy to obtain? I'm still worrying about how to get the Fallen Heart Flame. It's guarded so tightly, and Jia Nan Academy has those two powerhouses guarding the library pavilion."
"Even with your help, Teacher, taking it by force would be impossible."
Stroking his beard, Yao