You Guessed Right, I Can See Everything

"Don't be nervous. Since you've shown yourself, I'll keep my word. I won't wipe you out."

Seeing Yao Lao's nervous expression, Xiao Chen smiled faintly.

Hearing this, Yao Lao still did not lower his guard.

He was not as easily fooled as a three-year-old, especially after Han Feng's betrayal. He already found it very hard to trust others.

"Relax. I can indeed spare you, but you absorbed the Dou Qi of a member of my Xiao Clan. That can't be brushed aside so easily."

At this, Yao Lao fell silent for a moment, then asked gravely, "Then what do you have in mind, Senior?"

Xiao Chen smiled. "Just do what you originally intended. Teach him everything you know."

Yao Lao's brows furrowed slightly. What I originally intended?

How did this man know I wanted to take Xiao Yan as my disciple and teach him alchemy?

"No need to be surprised. I also know your name is Yao Chen, that you're the pavilion master of Starfall Pavilion, and that you have an ungrateful wolf of a disciple named Han Feng."

As Yao Lao listened to Xiao Chen, towering waves surged through his heart.

"Have you been watching me for a long time, Senior?"

Xiao Chen shook his head. "I've been in seclusion for the past thirty thousand years. I had no time to watch a mere Dou Zun, even if he was an eighth-tier alchemist."

"An eighth-tier alchemist?!" The way Xiao Yan looked at Yao Lao changed instantly.

Yao Lao, however, was rather bewildered. If he hadn't been watching me, how did he know?

Could it be...

Xiao Chen nodded. "You guessed right. I can see everything in your memories."

Yao Lao was utterly stunned.

Shock also appeared on Xiao Yan's face, and then his heart suddenly gave a jolt.

Wouldn't that mean the ancestor already knew I was a transmigrator?

"Now, it's time for you to choose." Xiao Chen looked at Yao Lao with a smile.

Yao Lao fell silent.

A moment later, he turned to Xiao Yan and asked earnestly, "Little fellow, do you want to become an alchemist?"

"An alchemist?"

At this, Xiao Yan froze, then frowned deeply. "On the Dou Qi Continent, anyone would want to become an alchemist. But can just anyone become one? Those stringent requirements..."

His words abruptly stopped, and Xiao Yan jerked his head up. "I meet them?"

Thoroughly enjoying Xiao Yan's expression of shock mingled with anticipation and wild delight, Yao Lao stroked his beard and thought for a moment before sighing, seemingly somewhat troubled. "Well, I do owe you a favor, and this ancestor of your Xiao Clan saw through my intentions long ago, so I suppose I have no choice but to admit it. I really do want to take you as my disciple."

At this, Xiao Yan's face lit up with joy.

From their conversation just now, he had already learned that the old man before him was a Dou Zun, as well as an eighth-tier alchemist.

Having such a master as his teacher would feel pretty good.

After all, Pill King Gu He, who had made the Qi Gathering Powder in Nalan Yanran's hand in the hall earlier, was only a sixth-tier alchemist.

Within the Jia Ma Empire's alchemy world, he could be called the foremost figure.

"Hehe, willing? Then pay your respects to your master." Yao Lao glanced at Xiao Chen, then smiled at Xiao Yan.

As things stood, it seemed I no longer had any other choice.

"I still have to formally acknowledge you as my master?"

"Of course! You want me to teach you everything without acknowledging me as your master? Dream on!" Yao Lao rolled his eyes.

Clearly, even with Xiao Chen beside him, the somewhat pedantic Yao Lao still cared deeply about this master-disciple relationship.

At worst, I'll die.

He, Yao Chen, had already died once.

He was no longer afraid.

Pursing his lips helplessly, Xiao Yan could only respectfully perform the ceremony to acknowledge Yao Lao as his master.

"Very good. Since the ceremony is complete, Xiao Yan will be your disciple from now on, and you can be considered an official member of our Xiao Clan." Xiao Chen smiled.

Only upon hearing this did Yao Lao understand. So he was recruiting me?

You could do that?

"All right. From now on, I'll handle Xiao Yan's cultivation, and you'll handle his alchemy. Alchemy certainly won't do without heavenly flames, so you should let him learn your Flame Mantra."

Hearing that Xiao Chen even knew about the Flame Mantra, Yao Lao was completely convinced. This ancestor of the Xiao Clan truly was someone whose abilities reached the heavens.

Meanwhile, Xiao Yan was utterly lost as he listened. What Flame Mantra?

He did, however, know about heavenly flames.

Could I have heavenly flames too?

At this thought, Xiao Yan grew excited again.

Since Xiao Chen had mentioned cultivation, Yao Lao looked at Xiao Yan and said solemnly, "Although your Dou Qi has been declining for these past three years, it's precisely because of this that your foundation is more solid than most people's. In Dou Qi cultivation, the foundation is the most important thing of all! In the future, you'll realize just how much these three years of declining strength have benefited you!"

Xiao Yan was somewhat taken aback. He truly had no idea what benefits declining strength could bring him.

"He's right. Go and take your time talking. Send your father in." Xiao Chen decided to let this master and disciple build their relationship first.

"Yes, Ancestor."

Soon, Xiao Zhan came in.

He had already instructed people to prepare the best residence for Xiao Chen.

"Ancestor, would you like to take a look at your residence first?"

"Very well." Xiao Chen readily agreed.

Although the small courtyard Xiao Zhan had arranged for Xiao Chen was not large, its surroundings were lovely, and the scenery was pleasant.

If he really compared them, Xiao Chen felt that it was far better than the place where he had lived with his master.

After all, Su Qingxue had only arranged a simple thatched hut for Xiao Chen.

And he had lived there for thirty thousand years!

It was not that Su Qingxue was stingy. After all, she herself did not care about living conditions at all.

"Ancestor, the Xiao Clan is now only a small clan in Wutan City. Please make do for the time being."

"We've made you suffer, Ancestor."

Xiao Zhan's face was full of shame.

"It's fine. This place is quite nice," Xiao Chen said with a faint smile.

"As long as you're satisfied, Ancestor," Xiao Zhan said, putting on a thick skin.

In truth, he felt that the ancestor might be comforting him.

"Oh, Ancestor, I also have something here that's connected to you."

"Hmm? Could it be that Ancient Jade?"

"Ancestor, you actually know about the Ancient Jade?" A puzzled look appeared on Xiao Zhan's face.

He remembered that this Ancient Jade had only appeared in the world a thousand years ago.

"Well... I sensed it when I entered the Xiao Clan," Xiao Chen said without blushing or his heart skipping a beat.

He suddenly realized that Tou She Ancient God had not existed thirty thousand years ago!

No, the flame that was Tou She Ancient God had not existed yet!

"So that's it." Xiao Zhan understood at once.

Xiao Chen nodded. Since it wasn't the Tou She Ancient God Jade, what could it be?

"Our forebears left an ancestral instruction: if you ever returned, Ancestor, we must place this item in your hands."

"Hmm?"

An ancestral instruction?

The original story didn't seem to mention that.

"What is it?" Xiao Chen's curiosity was piqued.

Xiao Zhan first took the Tou She Ancient God Jade Fragment out of his Storage Ring and handed it to Xiao Chen with both hands.

"Since you have returned, Ancestor, the Ancient Jade shall be entrusted to your safekeeping."

Xiao Chen accepted it without standing on ceremony.

He had intended to ask for it anyway.

This saved him the trouble of spending more words.

Then Xiao Zhan took out a jade box and handed it to Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen took it and immediately opened it.

Only to discover that what lay inside was actually a sheet of golden paper.

Although it was golden paper, it looked perfectly ordinary, with nothing special about it.

Xiao Chen could not quite tell what material it was made of.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, Xiao Chen discovered that some sort of mysterious connection seemed to have formed between his body and the golden paper.

Xiao Chen had never felt anything like it before!