Fights Break Sphere: The only daughter of Emperor Hun Tian, ​​I am the young master of the Hun Clan

Chapter 12: Hun Qing's Domineering Possessiveness

Xiao Yan's expression of shock and surprise successfully pleased Yao Chen.

Look, this is the normal reaction of a person after seeing an eighth-grade alchemist.

“Since you are an eighth-rank alchemist, it shouldn’t be difficult for me to be promoted to a combat master within a year, right?” Xiao Yan had already changed his address to respectful to Yao Chen and asked shamelessly.

Yao Chen thought about it and said seriously: "In theory, it is not difficult, but the ring I live in has been given to the little girl by you. I can't stay with you for a long time, so the effect is naturally greatly reduced. Either you find a way to keep her in the Xiao family, or you stay with her."

"But I suggest you stay with her, so you can get some training resources."

"Bang!" As soon as Yao Chen finished speaking, the wall between the two courtyards collapsed.

The two were startled and turned to look, only to see a girl with a frosty face slowly walking out in the hazy dust, holding a soul lock.

The purple chain dragged on the ground, making a tinkling sound, like a death warrant.

Yao Chen, Xiao Yan: "!!!"

It’s over!

"I thought you two were plotting something, but it turns out you were planning to steal our resources!" The chain shrank and turned into a sword pointing at the two of them, and Hun Qing's voice was cold and filled with anger.

“Hehe, let’s talk it over, let’s talk it over…” Xiao Yan immediately became cowardly, raised his hand and stepped back, throwing the pot away, pointing at Yao Chen and shouting, “Miss Qing, I didn’t mean that, this was all his idea!”

Xiao Yan: I’m sorry, senior. As the saying goes, it’s better to let my fellow Taoist die than to let myself die. Anyway, the little witch won’t do anything to an eighth-grade alchemist, but it’s different for him, a little fighter!

Being pushed out by Xiao Yan to take the blame, Yao Chen was so angry that he was shaking all over. This kid was able to pass the blame very smoothly.

Facing the angry Hun Qinghao, Yao Chen had no choice but to explain with a smile: "Xiao Qing'er, listen to me, I definitely didn't mean that..."

"Humph!"

Hun Qing had a cold face. He just snorted coldly and took back the soul lock. He turned and left without saying anything.

Xiao Yan touched his arm and thought: The little witch's aura is so terrifying!

However, this little witch who was ready to attack at the slightest disagreement during the day now retreated without saying a word. Something seemed a little strange.

Yao Chen lowered his head and sighed helplessly. It seemed that the little girl was really angry this time.

Back in the room, Hun Qinghao sat on the couch and poured himself a cup of cold tea to cool down.

If you want to take advantage of her cultivation resources, it depends on whether she is willing.

“Xiao Yan, the Soul Clan’s cultivation resources are not so easy to digest. It depends on whether you have the courage…” The girl raised the corners of her lips and whispered softly, with a mysterious light flashing in her purple eyes.

……

"Nonsense, you want me to help you improve your strength and even learn my alchemy skills without becoming my disciple? You're dreaming!"

"Okay, I, Xiao Yan, will take you as my master today... Teacher..."

The sounds from next door kept coming into the house. After hearing Xiao Yan's call of "Teacher", Hun Qing's domineering temper flared up. She crushed the teacup in her hand, and the tea mixed with powder fell from between her fingers.

The strong possessiveness in her heart made Hun Qinghao very uncomfortable at this moment. Although she was not willing to become his disciple, Yao Chen proposed to take her as his disciple first, so how could he let others become his disciple!
Not counting the prehistoric life when she had never had any contact with the outside world, everything she had in her past and present lives was unique. Her father, Emperor Hun Tian, ​​doted on her in this life as well, and she had never been able to share anything that belonged to her with anyone else.

But in this small city of Wutan, they suffered setbacks time and time again.

Is it because she is not kind enough?

She is easily irritable, arrogant and easily angered. No wonder her father always treats her like a child.

She knew her shortcomings, but the character she had developed since childhood was not so easy to change. She could only try her best to act mysterious.

When Yao Chen came back from Xiao Yan's place, he saw Hun Qinghao with his head lowered. His delicate little face was completely buried in the shadows. He exuded a gloomy aura and it was unknown what he was thinking.

"What are you thinking about, Xiao Qing'er?" Yao Chen floated over and asked with a sigh.

Hun Qinghao heard the voice, came back to his senses and looked up, then turned his head away awkwardly, pouted and said: "Didn't you let Xiao Yan become your disciple? Why did you come back?"

"The ring where I live is still with you. Where else can I go if I don't come back?" Yao Chen said with a gentle smile. After he said that, he understood that the little girl seemed to be jealous. It was like a child who enjoyed the love of her parents alone, and suddenly one day she had a younger brother or sister, and half of her love was taken away. Naturally, she would feel uncomfortable.

After figuring it out, Yao Chen spread his hands and explained in a gentle voice: "Since you don't want to become my disciple, nor do you want to become a pharmacist, I naturally have to find a new disciple to inherit my mantle."

"I'm too lazy to listen to your reasoning!" Hun Qing said arrogantly. She threw away all her previous entanglements and returned to her original nature.

Pride and domineering are her true nature. This is her nature, why should she change? She will never wrong herself and turn herself into a perfect woman in the eyes of the world.

After his explanation failed, Yao Chen had to use his trump card, "Didn't you say that I'm your exclusive alchemist? I can make pills for you right now."

Hun Qinghao was indeed attracted. He tilted his head and looked at him for a while, then took off his purple jade ring and threw it to him, "You can use the herbs in it as you like."

Yao Chen took the ring and took a look with the power of his soul. Wow, just these medicinal herbs were even richer than his collection when he was alive. The Soul Clan was indeed rich and powerful!
Afterwards, Yao Chen lifted Hun Qinghao's left hand through the air, took out his Black Magic Cauldron from the black ring, and began to refine the medicine seriously.

Hun Qing didn't say what kind of elixir he wanted to refine, so Yao Chen had to come up with the recipe himself.

As time went by, Hun Qinghao on the side couldn't help but cast a glance over, and then sat down cross-legged opposite Yao Chen.

Looking at the white bone spirit cold fire, she couldn't help but reach out and poke it.

It was this poke that not only did Hun Qinghao not get burned by the strange fire, but Bone Spirit Cold Fire felt the breath of the world-destroying black flame in her body and immediately trembled with fear.

Yao Chen's mouth twitched, and he said helplessly: "Xiao Qing'er, don't make trouble!"

"Who is messing with me? I just wanted to touch it. Who made you, a strange fire, so timid!" Hun Qinghao crossed his arms and was very dissatisfied.

Yao Chen shook his head and said nothing. It would be strange if Bone Spirit Cold Fire was not afraid of her weird and terrifying mysterious black flame.

Thinking about Hun Qing's good strange fire, Yao Chen asked again, "You have such a powerful strange fire, do you really not want to become an alchemist?"

"No!" Hun Qing refused without a second thought, but this time she kindly explained, "My World-Destroying Black Flame is extremely destructive and murderous. Even if I control it, the medicinal materials cannot withstand its extraction."

Hearing this, Yao Chen was stunned. It turned out that the strange black flame was called the World-Destroying Black Flame.

Destruction of the world... This name is quite appropriate and fits the terrifying aura of the destruction of heaven and earth.