Traveling through Uncle Xiao Yan, I got the Erlang Shen template

Chapter 10 Medicine·Big Liar·Dust

Xiao family, back mountain.

Xiao Yan, who had escaped from the family, still had some lingering fear in his eyes. He had not expected that those guys could be so crazy.

After Yang Chen and Nalan Yanran left, the Xiao family members went crazy and surrounded Xiao Yan, vying to get close to him and asking him to help them get a pill.

"These guys are really crazy, but the influence of alchemists is really terrifying!"

Recalling the scene just now in his mind, Xiao Yan couldn't help but exclaimed with envy in his tone. If he could also become an alchemist, then by then, he wouldn't need his uncle's support, and the people in the family would respect him to the fullest.

"Hey, little guy, do you want to become an alchemist?"

Suddenly, an old voice sounded faintly in Xiao Yan's ears, which scared Xiao Yan. He looked around, but found that there was no one. At this moment, the old voice sounded again.

"Little guy, stop searching and look down at your hands."

After being reminded, Xiao Yan lowered his head and looked around for a few times. His gaze suddenly stopped on the pitch-black storage ring. His pupils suddenly shrank, and he saw an old figure slowly floating out from the pitch-black storage ring.

"Huh, I'm dying of suffocation. I was almost discovered by that guy yesterday."

Yao Chen was indeed an old fox who had lived for who knows how many years. There was no flaw in his acting at all. He simply fooled Xiao Yan so much that he was stunned and actually believed that Yang Chen had not noticed Yao Chen's existence.

"Yesterday? You mean my uncle?"

Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes and a look of surprise and suspicion appeared on his face. He didn't expect that this mysterious old man in front of him couldn't even see through his uncle.

"Yes, that guy. It's a pity that he has already reached the Dou Wang level. Otherwise, I would have accepted him as my disciple, and you wouldn't have had a chance."

This wasn't a lie. With Yang Chen's talent, how many people in this world wouldn't want to take him in as a disciple? Even those Dou Sheng-level monsters in Danta would be tempted if they knew about it.

But when Xiao Yan heard it, it had a different meaning.

Looking at the unfathomable old man in front of him, Xiao Yan even ignored the fact that he had been staying by his side the whole time and was most likely the culprit who absorbed the fighting spirit in his body. Instead, he was shocked by the other party's strength.

"Then the senior's strength is stronger than my uncle?"

"Ahem, when I was traveling across the continent, your uncle was still many years away from being born."

Yao Chen coughed dryly, but played word games with Xiao Yan without blushing or beating his heart. But Xiao Yan didn't think too much at this time. Seeing that such a top expert wanted to take him as a disciple, he was naturally very happy.

As for whether what Yao Chen said was true or not, Xiao Yan did not doubt it. After all, Yao Chen said that his uncle had not discovered the other party, and today, when his uncle returned the ring to him, he did not say anything. It was obvious that he did not know the other party's existence.

With preconceived notions, Xiao Yan naturally believed what Yao Chen said.

"So, Senior, do you mean that I can become your disciple? But, my talent..."

"Boy, if your talent is too poor, why would I show up? I will accept you as my disciple with reluctance as I have received your worship for three years."

Yao Chen spoke in a pretentious manner, and his demeanor as a master directly frightened Xiao Yan. Even after learning that Yao Chen had absorbed his three years of fighting spirit, he was no longer so angry. He was just quite surprised, and complained with a bit of anger and helplessness.

"So it was you, Senior, who absorbed my fighting spirit, causing me to be looked down upon for the past three years." "But your character has grown a lot over the past three years, hasn't it? Otherwise, with your uncle's arrogant personality, how could he think so highly of you?"

Yao Chen said this with a smile, then changed the subject and didn't say any more words on the matter, after all, he felt guilty.

"Besides, from now on, you will become my disciple. How can I hide anything from you, my last disciple? I will naturally devote all my energy to training you."

He definitely wouldn't keep anything to himself. Yao Chen had originally intended for Xiao Yan to inherit his legacy. As for giving his all, hehe, that wasn't something his teacher needed to worry about.

Not only did someone spend a lot of effort to train someone, but he also got a successor for free. This time, Yao Chen made a lot of money!
"So you just said you wanted to be an alchemist..."

Seeing Xiao Yan react so quickly, Yao Chen couldn't help but nod secretly. It must be said that after three years of polishing, Xiao Yan has indeed become much calmer.

"Since I dare to ask this, then you must meet the requirements."

"Then are your alchemy skills as good as my uncle's?"

Xiao Yan's eyes rolled around, and he spoke with a bit of cunning, like a little fox, but he was so angry at Yao Chen that he could only snort coldly.

"Humph, as the continent's number one alchemist, how can I have earned this reputation in vain?"

There was no way. Yao Chen really didn't dare to say that his alchemy skills could surpass that monster.

If it were during his heyday, Yao Chen would even dare to boast that if Yang Chen could help him alone, his alchemy skills would be better than his. But now, with only his soul left, although his alchemy skills were more advanced, that monster was really beyond the reach of ordinary people, his talent was simply outrageous.

Who would have believed that a person could directly refine elixir patterns from a newly acquired fourth-grade elixir recipe? When Yao Chen saw this scene last night, he really doubted his life. He felt that all the medicine he had refined in his life had been wasted.

Otherwise, with Yao Chen's arrogance, why would he use such rhetoric to deceive a young fellow like Xiao Yan who is so inexperienced in the world?
"Teacher, please accept my disciple's greetings!"

Xiao Yan was also decisive, and immediately bowed down in worship. After all, he couldn't always rely on his uncle, could he? At this time, having a teacher willing to teach him was naturally excellent. In the future, when he could cultivate to the same level as his teacher, he could repay his uncle.

"Well, get up."

After Xiao Yan finished his ceremony, Yao Chen asked Xiao Yan to stand up. There was a hint of friendliness in his eyes as he looked at Xiao Yan, and he spoke softly.

"My last name is Yao. You can just call me Yao Lao from now on. As for what I just said to you, before you reach the level of Dou Wang, remember not to tell anyone about my origins!"

"My uncle can't do that either?"

I don’t know why, even though they have only known each other for a short time, in Xiao Yan’s heart, the trust he has in his uncle is second only to that of a few of his closest relatives.

"You must not reveal even a single word to him about your decision to become my disciple. Otherwise, he will surely guess my origins, and then it will only bring endless trouble to you and your uncle."

Yao Chen's serious expression frightened Xiao Yan, and he nodded seriously.

I don’t know what Xiao Yan would think when he finds out that his uncle had already discussed this with Yao Lao before he met him.

(End of this chapter)