Battle Through the Heavens: The Soul Emperor's Only Daughter, I Am the Young Master of the Soul

Chapter 10 Xiao Yan learns the truth about the disappearance of Dou Qi

Yao Chen smiled helplessly, a hint of unease flashing across his face as he thought of Xiao Yan still outside the door. "Um... that little guy Xiao Yan seems to have misunderstood!"

"What?" Hun Qinghao looked puzzled. Despite her seemingly spoiled and domineering nature, she was actually quite innocent and didn't understand what Yao Chen was talking about.

"Uh...it's nothing. You're still young, so it's okay if you don't understand!" Yao Chen glossed over the matter.

It seems the little girl is indeed well protected by her clan chief father. He doesn't want to lead her astray, lest he attract the pursuit of the Soul Clan chief.

Hun Qing pouted. These people always liked to treat her like a child and never explained things clearly.

Father always says that, the elders in the clan say that, and now even the personal alchemist she found says that. It's so annoying!

Hun Qinghao snorted coldly, waved his hand to remove the barrier, and said in a cold voice, "Come in."

Xiao Yan, who was still lost in thought outside the door, was startled when he heard the girl's clear, cold voice.

Judging from the little witch's tone, she seems to be in a bad mood. He'd better be careful!

Xiao Yan pushed open the door and saw a woman sitting expressionlessly in the main seat, while the middle-aged man floated beside her.

Wait... drifting!

After realizing what was happening, Xiao Yan almost cried out. Could a normal person be so transparent? Could they float in the air like that?

"Is he...is he a human or a ghost?" Xiao Yan pointed at Yao Chen with a trembling hand and asked Hun Qinghao.

"Little guy..." Yao Chen saw Xiao Yan, who had been serving him for three years, and gave him a kind smile. However, he was interrupted by Hun Qing's cold laugh just as he was about to speak.

"Heh, this old guy is the culprit who caused your cultivation to drop. It was him who hid in the ring and absorbed your battle qi for three years."

Upon hearing this, Yao Chen's smile froze instantly, and Xiao Yan's face also turned gloomy.

"So, the Dou Qi that mysteriously disappeared from my body over the past three years wasn't my own problem, but rather you, you old devil, were behind it?" Xiao Yan gritted his teeth, his tone extremely cold.

"Yes, yes, yes, he's the one behind this!" Hun Qing watched with amusement, fanning the flames from the sidelines.

Yao Chen glanced at the gloating Hun Qinghao: "..."

This little girl is just stirring up trouble!

Turning to look at Xiao Yan, Yao Chen revealed a smile as bright as a chrysanthemum. "I was forced into this situation, little one, please don't take offense!"

"Get out of here, you idiot!"

Xiao Yan immediately flew into a rage, his face contorted with rage. He grabbed the teapot from the table next to him and threw it forcefully at Yao Chen.

But in his anger, Xiao Yan seemed to have forgotten to pay attention to Hun Qinghao's location. The teapot passed through Yao Chen's illusory body and smashed into Hun Qinghao behind him.

This scene terrified Xiao Yan, who feared that the little witch might unleash a massacre in a fit of rage.

"Hmph!" A soft hum rang out, and Hun Qinghao's power surged forth, causing the teapot to stop in front of her.

Then, with a flick of her wrist, the teapot was tossed back onto the table, landing with a crisp tinkling sound.

Seeing Hun Qing's gloomy face, Yao Chen and Xiao Yan looked embarrassed and dared not speak.

"Don't let your business affect me, or I'll burn you both!" Hun Qinghao threatened fiercely with a stern face, then sat down again and quietly watched the two of them.

Although Hun Qinghao looked fierce, Yao Chen could tell from her eyes that the little girl wasn't really angry. He breathed a sigh of relief and turned to Xiao Yan with a smile, saying, "Little brat, there's no need to be so furious. It's just that I absorbed three years' worth of your Dou Qi!"

Xiao Yan's lips twitched: "..."

The old man talks so casually, but that's three years' worth of fighting spirit he's accumulated!

"Old man, do you know how much humiliation you brought me by absorbing my Dou Qi?" Xiao Yan's voice was filled with suppressed anger.

"But you've grown in these three years, haven't you? Otherwise, how could you, under the halo of genius, have the forbearance and mental fortitude you have now?" Yao Chen smiled slightly, his voice calm.

He glanced at the little girl beside him who defied conventional logic, and continued calmly, "Besides, if it weren't for me absorbing your Dou Qi for three years, you little brat wouldn't have been able to get that girl's eighth-grade pill, which is a rare and precious item that is hard to come by in the Northwest Continent."

Xiao Yan frowned and said angrily, "You're talking nonsense. That eighth-grade pill was obtained by our Xiao family in exchange for two things with her."

Hearing this, Hun Qinghao, who was watching the show from the back, couldn't help but purse her lips. She had a beautifully crafted purple jade ring. If it weren't for the fact that the black ring housed the soul of an eighth-grade alchemist, she wouldn't want such an ugly ring.

"So, have you found a new host yet?" Xiao Yan looked at Hun Qinghao, who had a calm expression, and then asked, recalling the scene he had witnessed earlier.

Yao Chen sighed inwardly. This wasn't some new host; he'd just found himself an ancestor.

Although the little girl is very generous, even willing to give up her own soul power, she still has a domineering and arrogant young lady temperament, so she has to be coaxed!

Xiao Yan breathed a long sigh of relief, "Luckily, Miss Qing replaced you. I, a mere Dou Zhe, couldn't afford to support you."

"However, Miss Qing is already a Dou Wang at such a young age, so raising you shouldn't be a problem. You should go find her and absorb Dou Qi."

After saying that, Xiao Yan looked at Hun Qinghao, blinked, and asked, "Miss Qing, now that you've replaced this old guy, you won't return him to me, will you?"

Hun Qing smiled sweetly, "Of course, this young lady keeps her word and never goes back on her word!"

He was her personal alchemist, and she had even sacrificed some of her soul power for him; how could she possibly return him to Xiao Yan?

"That's good." Having shaken off the culprit who had caused his cultivation to decline, Xiao Yan breathed a sigh of relief. He then bowed respectfully to Hun Qinghao, his voice sincere, "Miss Qing, I have regained my former strength and even broke through to the second-star Dou Zhe level. Although it was just a transaction, Xiao Yan is still grateful to you!"

"You said it yourself, this is just a transaction, we each get what we need." Hun Qinghao's attitude towards Xiao Yan remained indifferent.

Xiao Yan didn't care. The difference in their status and strength was obvious. It would be strange if the little witch were to be enthusiastic towards him.

Xiao Yan originally came to thank Hun Qinghao, but unexpectedly learned the reason why he had been a cripple for three years. His emotions were very complicated, and he soon bid farewell to Hun Qinghao and left.

Looking at the boy's somewhat lonely figure, Yao Chen felt a pang of guilt.

"Everyone's already gone, why are you still looking?" Hun Qinghao appeared behind him unnoticed, her eerie voice echoing in the quiet night, sending shivers down one's spine. "Old man Yao, are you reluctant to part with Xiao Yan? Should I let you go find him?"

Hearing this somewhat dangerous sound, Yao Chen immediately turned around and said firmly, "Absolutely not!"

"Also, why call me 'Old Man Medicine'? Little Qing'er should call me 'Teacher'!" The somewhat pedantic Medicine Venerable was extremely persistent in correcting the little girl's way of addressing him, even after he had been nearly killed by the Soul Lock once, he still did not change his ways.

(End of this chapter)