Chapter 13 I want them all!

Is this the strength of a powerful being? Even a mere soul entity is terrifyingly powerful!

Xiao Yan's dark eyes blinked slightly: Yao Lao was only releasing his pressure now. If he intended to target him, even though his strength far exceeded that of ordinary fighters, he would not be a match for him in one move.

Looking around, the old doctor gave a kind smile in both directions.

"He actually found me?" Ling Ying, who was hiding in the mountains, frowned, her heart filled with horror.

He cultivated dark attribute battle qi, which gave him an extremely strong ability to conceal himself, yet his hidden movements were seen through with just a glance.

On the other side, Qin Yueyao, realizing she had been discovered, frowned: This old medicine master is incredibly powerful!

For so many years, this old gentleman hadn't shown his abilities; now, it seems he must have recovered from his injuries. To receive guidance from such a powerful figure is a stroke of good fortune for Yan'er.

Qin Yueyao nodded slightly, and the light blue battle aura wings on her back disappeared into the back mountain of the Xiao family.

With her physique improved by Xiao Yan and the acquisition of a high-level Earth-rank cultivation technique, Qin Yueyao's strength has been improving rapidly in recent years.

She just doesn't usually walk in public, which is why few people know about her.

After the two had both disappeared, the old man of medicine sat cross-legged on a blue stone, shook his head, and asked somewhat impatiently, "Little fellow, are you going to learn or not?"

"Why not learn? If I don't learn, wouldn't all the fighting spirit I've accumulated over the years have been wasted on you?" Xiao Yan nodded without further hesitation.

"Hehe, if you're willing, then become my disciple." Yao Lao's gaze swept over Xiao Yan several times, and a wicked smile of triumph quickly appeared on his face.

"I still need to become a disciple?" Xiao Yan's dark eyes widened slightly. He was already such a genius, yet he still needed to abide by some formalities...

"Nonsense! You expect me to teach you everything without even becoming your disciple? Dream on!" Yao Lao rolled his eyes, his stubbornness far exceeding Xiao Yan's expectations.

With a helpless pursed lip, he formally became Yao Lao's apprentice.

After seeing that Xiao Yan had shown proper manners, Yao Lao nodded in satisfaction.

"Hehe, teacher, now that I'm your disciple, how about you give me a high-level Heaven-rank cultivation technique?" Xiao Yan casually sat on the grass, stretched out his hand, and asked with a smile.

"Nonsense! Do you think high-level cultivation techniques are like wild potatoes? How dare you even ask such a question!" Upon hearing this, the old doctor's face twitched, and he cursed, both amused and exasperated.

Xiao Yan was quite frustrated. The Burning Technique, one of only two paths in the Dou Qi Continent that could lead to the Dou Di level, still received the same negative reviews as always.

The quality of the Burning Technique is not in any problem; it just lacks a suitable user.

It's like a person's two legs; it's not that the longer one is, the better.

Looking at Xiao Yan's rather depressed face, Yao Lao's cloudy old eyes suddenly became full of scheming.

"I don't have any Heaven-rank cultivation techniques, but I do have a cultivation technique that is even more bizarre than Heaven-rank techniques."

Gazing silently at Xiao Yan, Yao Lao's face flashed with a complex expression: "Do you have feelings for that girl named Xun'er?"

"Huh?" Taken aback by Yao Lao's whimsical question, Xiao Yan opened his mouth, "Teacher, we're discussing serious cultivation matters right now, why are you bringing this up?"

"He has an arranged marriage fiancée, and every night he takes turns sleeping in the rooms of three different young girls." The old apothecary counted on his fingers, "As his teacher, I definitely have to find out what you, you little lecher, are thinking."

Thinking about what Xiao Yan had done in the past few years, Yao Lao couldn't help but smile bitterly. This disciple was indeed very talented, but he was a bit too lecherous.

However, this is not a problem for a future strongman, except that one of them is indeed quite special.

Xiao Yan's wry smile froze slightly. He had to find a wife as early as possible. Over the years, he had used his meridian-nourishing techniques to help those three girls grow.

Otherwise, with their talent, they would never have been able to reach their current level of strength.

Seeing that Xiao Yan remained silent for a long time, Yao Lao said in a deep voice, "Now that the Xiao family is in decline, your fiancée's family has hardly appeared. I heard that she has already joined the Yunlan Sect. I'm afraid it's only a matter of time before she asks you to break off the engagement."

"I suggest you break off the engagement as soon as possible, and keep your distance from the other girls besides Xun'er, and focus on receiving my guidance."

His expression gradually turned serious. The old doctor clicked his tongue and said with some doubt, "Xun'er's background is a bit terrifying. I don't know how someone with that background could have any connection with your small family."

However, this cannot bridge the gap between you. The difference in your social status is simply too great. Even if that girl likes you, the people behind her will never allow it, especially since you are a married man!

"If you can follow my teachings, you'll have a good chance of hooking up with that little girl in the future. That could save you at least twenty years of hard work." The old doctor revealed a mocking smile.

Marrying a rich woman and becoming a live-in son-in-law? Xiao Yan's eyes widened slightly as he spat out a blade of grass dangling from his mouth: "After saying all this, Teacher, you want me to choose that cultivation technique that's even more bizarre than the Heavenly Rank, right?"

"Hehe..." The old medicine master touched his withered old face, chuckled awkwardly, and said somewhat embarrassedly, "I admit that I was somewhat encouraging you. However, whether from my perspective or yours, I really hope that you can cultivate it."

"You should know that I'm currently only in a soul state," Yao Lao asked, shrugging.

Xiao Yan nodded.

"In my current state, according to common sense, I should be dead. However, because my soul power is much stronger than that of ordinary people, I have survived in this strange way..." Yao Lao laughed self-deprecatingly, with a hint of bitterness in his smile.

"I don't like this illusory life. I still have some things I need to do personally, so I need to break free from this soul state. The cultivation method I'm talking about, when practiced to a certain level, has the miraculous ability to resurrect people."

Xiao Yan pondered for a moment and said, "I will learn the cultivation techniques. But let's forget about the matter of annulment, as my teacher mentioned."

"Although Xiao Yan is not a good person, he is not a treacherous one either. Others may say that the Xiao family's annulment of the engagement was due to their self-awareness, knowing that they were not good enough for the Nalan family, one of the three major families of the Jia Ma Empire."

But the truth will out eventually. The people of the Jia Ma Empire will surely find out that I, Xiao Yan, had a powerful master as my teacher in my youth. If I agree to annul the engagement today, how will I be any different from the Nalan family, whom my teacher said would annul the engagement in the future because of their powerful background?

The old apothecary was slightly taken aback: "So, what are your plans?"

"I want them all!" Xiao Yan clenched his fist.

(End of this chapter)

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