"Brother Xuan, Xiao Yan has awakened. Sorry for the trouble, but I'll leave what comes next to you and the Tomb Spirit."
The Heavenly Tomb, third layer.
Xiao Xuan and the Tomb Spirit both nodded in agreement. To them, Xiao Yan was a young fellow with considerable potential. Besides, without him, they could never have been resurrected. Giving him a few opportunities was nothing.
Once they agreed, Xiao Tian Ce turned toward Xiao Yan, who had already walked over, and smiled. "Xiao Yan, I said earlier that I would give you some opportunities. Now it is time for me to fulfill that promise."
"Thank you, Ancestor Tian Ce, but I only did what I should have," Xiao Yan said, bowing respectfully.
At that, Xiao Tian Ce waved a hand and said, "Stay here in the Heavenly Tomb. Time here runs at a ratio of six to one compared to the outside world. Six years inside means only one year outside. Remain here and follow the arrangements of your Ancestor Xiao Xuan and Senior Tomb Spirit."
"Yes, Ancestor Tian Ce. I understand."
After Xiao Yan cupped his hands and bowed, Xiao Tian Ce turned to bid Xiao Xuan and the Tomb Spirit farewell. A moment later, he left.
After emerging from the Heavenly Tomb, he put it away.
He had only just finished when a ring suddenly flew out of the magma, followed by an extremely weak soul body.
"This junior, Heavenly Fire Venerable Yao Tianhuo, pays his respects to Senior!"
Watching the little old man bow so respectfully, Xiao Tian Ce found it somewhat amusing. The fellow wore white robes, with snowy-white hair and beard and an aged face. He looked like a human elder nearing seventy or eighty, yet he was calling Xiao Tian Ce "Senior."
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