Fights Break Sphere: I am not Xiao Yan

Chapter 18 Confession
"It seems that too much soul power is not a good thing."

Xiao Yan's eyebrows jumped, and he calmed down his heartbeat after a few breaths. His powerful soul made him clearly feel that the thin spiritual energy was being destroyed.

The strange fire can even burn away the mysterious spiritual energy and has the ability to directly annihilate the soul.

No, that's not right.

"It's a manic aura of destruction..." Xiao Yan looked at the fire deeply. The power of the strange fire was something that the stronger the person, the more he could feel it.

Compared to blazing flames, raging fire, and lava, strange fire is more like a nuclear reactor that is always on the verge of losing control.

It is radiating almost impossible to defend against and resist heat all the time. Those strange abilities are like adding some steel balls to the nuclear bomb, which are just embellishments at most.

The destructive energy that explodes and can destroy everything is the foundation of the strange fire.

"This is the deal I want to make with you."

Yao Lao held up Bone Spirit Cold Fire and said, "I was an alchemist in my lifetime. With this volume of skills, I will help you conquer the entire continent."

"Then senior, what is the price?" Xiao Yan looked directly at Yao Lao.

"When you have mastered your training, please revive me."

Yao Lao looked extremely serious. To him, this was a gamble that risked everything. If he succeeded, it would be fine. But if he failed, he would be doomed.

"As you can see... I have been dead for a long time. But the Burning Decision records a method to revive the dead. Although I don't know whether it is true or not, I still want to take a gamble."

“And what’s the success rate?”

Xiao Yan chose to attack the vital point directly and stopped pulling.

"..."

Yao Lao suddenly fell silent and looked at Xiao Yan, not knowing how to respond.

He knew in his heart that this was not an equal transaction at all, but simply the last struggle of a lonely ghost.

Risking countless deaths, enduring the burning and roasting of strange fire, just to revive your soul that tried to steal your fighting spirit? Which normal person would do such a thing!
Xiao Yan pinched the ring on his chest. Even though he had expected the result, he still felt a little nervous.

Will he speak frankly?
Or, would Yao Lao choose to deceive...

It's not impossible.

Without three years to test your character, who would just place your last hope on a stranger?
What's more, he was stabbed by a disciple who he regarded as his own son, and thus he has been sleeping all the way until now. Who would easily trust others when encountering such a thing?

After thinking it through, Xiao Yan felt a little regretful.

Isn't this just putting this heartbroken old man on the fire? If Yao Lao directly chooses to give up the deal, wouldn't he have a lot of fun?

"That's fine..."

Yao Lao sighed for a long time, as if he had let out his last breath.

"Whatever?" Xiao Yan's heart skipped a beat. This really seemed like he was about to give up. "Senior——"

Before he could speak to ease the situation, Yao Lao spoke calmly.

"Less than 20%."

"What..." Xiao Yan opened his eyes wide, not knowing what expression to make for a moment.

"This is just the probability that this technique can actually be cultivated."

Yao Lao seemed to have let it go and folded his sleeves with a smile.

As early as the moment Han Feng stabbed him, he was already a wandering ghost and should have died there... It was a great fortune for him to wake up again and survive in the world as a soul.

"If you take into account the competition, absorption, and fusion of the different fires, and even consider the forces you have offended along the way, the enemies who are jealous of the different fires."

The more Yao Lao talked, the more he felt that the idea of ​​persuading people to practice the Burning Technique was ridiculous: "The chance of you being able to make it to the end... just count it as zero! It should be much more accurate."

The risk is extremely high and the profit is not guaranteed.

There is no fool in this world who would learn this stuff.

"Okay, got it, give it to me." Xiao Yan, who was afraid of missing out on the Burning Decree, spoke hastily.
The two looked at each other for a long time.

"Are you serious?!"

Yao Lao was like seeing some rare treasure: "You have to know... with your talent, you can easily reach the peak even if you follow the routine! Why do you have to joke with your life?"

"Then isn't that strange, Senior?"

Xiao Yan looked helpless: "The chance to revive is right before my eyes, but you are talking so much nonsense. Aren't you afraid that I will back down and give up?"

“This…” Yao Lao said in a hoarse voice, “Life and death are determined by fate. Now that it has come to this, I can’t force anything.”

"Then I also have my reasons for choosing the Burning Decision."

Xiao Yan looked at the somewhat gloomy old man and said, "Give it to me. Just think of it as a gamble with fate. You don't have much left to stake anyway."

"Oh~ I'm really scared of you."

Yao Lao threw the scroll over and looked him up and down: "You have quite a few secrets."

“Isn’t it the same for you, senior?” Xiao Yan shook the Burning Technique in his hand.

After a few close calls, I finally got it.

With this absolute cheat in mind, Xiao Yan felt relieved. With the Burning Art in hand, he could follow the plot exactly.

……

"call--"

A light yellow flame burst out from Xiao Yan's hand. Although it seemed a little dim, its aura was solid and long-lasting.

"At least before the Dou Wang, I'm afraid no one has a stronger Dou Qi than you." The person in front of him had surprised Yao Lao countless times.

Without any skills or elixirs, Xiao Yan's fighting spirit accumulated slowly over time. It was like ten-year-old vinegar, much thicker than that of his peers.

But compared to this, what concerned him more was Xiao Yan's strange fighting spirit.

"Three groups of fighting spirit are already different energies."

Two strands of fighting spirit, one gold and one red, entangled in Yao Lao's palm.

"Senior, have you figured out anything?" asked Xiao Yan who was standing nearby.

"This red one is more like energy like blood. If I must say, some physical training techniques can produce this kind of thing, but it will only appear when the technique is released."

It can only be said that Xiao Yan's situation is too special. Even Yao Lao's vision is a little uncertain: "This golden fighting spirit should be produced by the fusion of vitality... In terms of nature, I seem to have seen something similar before."

Yin Yang Mysterious Dragon Pill.

Rather than the vitality that is booming upward, it is more like the life energy that has been forged thousands of times, as heavy as metal and as stagnant as asphalt, and deeply integrated with the internal organs.

"Your talent may have something to do with this." Yao Lao pondered, "As this fighting spirit continues to grow, you will also undergo a transformation that can be called nirvana, and your talent and potential will gradually increase."

From the perspective of elixir, this is a magical elixir that can increase the effectiveness of the medicine infinitely.

"So... red is a permanent physical training skill, and gold is a continuous enhancement skill?"

Xiao Yan suddenly had a strange feeling of playing online games.

"You can say that." Yao Lao thought thoughtfully.

It's not like he hasn't seen things like gold energy before, and their effects are even better, their upper limits are higher, and their uses are more numerous and comprehensive.

That thing is called——

The bloodline of the Dou Emperor.

　As a Dou Zun peak + eighth-grade peak alchemist, Yao Lao's knowledge and vision and role in the original work are a bit lame (understandable, after all, for a long work, the level of prestige is not that high at the beginning.)
　　So I will supplement a lot of areas where the medicine boss is very powerful.

　　(It is reasonable to distribute cheats through Yao Lao, after all, who knows what this old man has collected)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)