Chapter 68: Saintess, I Need Your Help With My Cultivation
Xiao Yan raised his hands, and a white flame ignited in his left palm, radiating terrifying heat, while a black flame burned in his right hand, exuding a chilling cold that even froze the ground nearby.
As the flames danced in his palms, strands of pure Yin and Yang energy began flowing toward him from the heavens and earth.
With a single thought, Xiao Yan infused his soul power into the flames. The Yin and Yang energies suddenly accelerated, forming a thin, flowing stream as they converged on him.
These energies, refined by the Heavenly Flames, transformed into pure energy and surged into his body.
Satisfied, Xiao Yan ceased absorbing the energy and clapped his hands together. In an instant, the two flames merged into a single black and white flame.
"This is the Yin Yang Saint Flame? Heavenly Flames are truly remarkable," Xiao Yan murmured, licking his lips.
From the moment he left the Xiao Clan until now, he had finally obtained his first Heavenly Flame. And not just any flame this was a refined and evolved one. While the flame's offensive power wasn't among the strongest in the top fifteen, its auxiliary properties were enough to drive anyone mad with envy.
Apart from greatly accelerating cultivation, it also possessed a special feature that countless men would dream of dual cultivation.
The original Yin Yang Twin Flames already had this property, but after the Evil Saint's refinement, the Yin Yang Saint Flame had become a treasure for dual cultivation.
Though Xiao Yan had yet to test its effects, he was confident he would soon experience its divine wonders firsthand.
"Let's set aside dual cultivation for now. First, I'll use this to elevate my cultivation technique," Xiao Yan thought, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.
When he left the Pill Tower, his strength had recovered to the three star Dou Huang level. Despite losing access to the Xiao Clan's abundant energy resources and switching to a mere Yellow tier high grade technique, his talent shone through.
In just three months, he had advanced by two stars.
Now, after refining the Yin Yang Saint Flame, his strength skyrocketed by another three stars, reaching the mid stage six star Dou Huang level.
This marked the first time he had truly felt the benefits of cultivating the Flame Mantra.
Even so, he was eager to push further.
Since cultivating the Flame Mantra, Xiao Yan had always felt his Dou Qi lacked density. Even weaker Dou Huang opponents had more concentrated Dou Qi due to their higher tier cultivation techniques.
Most Dou Huang experts trained in at least Xuan tier high grade techniques, while many even had Di tier techniques. Yet, Xiao Yan had been using a mere Yellow tier high grade technique all along.
Regardless of how unique the Flame Mantra was, it remained limited by its tier.
However, after refining the Yin Yang Saint Flame, the Flame Mantra had finally evolved to a Xuan tier high grade technique.
Although it hadn't reached Di tier, it no longer left him feeling "energy deficient."
"You've refined the Yin Yang Saint Flame, yet you're still delaying your visit to the Yao Clan girl for dual cultivation?" The Evil Saint's soul floated above his corpse, looking like a wandering ghost. His tone carried a mix of amusement and disbelief.
Xiao Yan's ability to refine a Heavenly Flame while boosting his strength left the Evil Saint astonished.
"Let her wait a bit longer," Xiao Yan replied with a sly grin. To the Evil Saint's surprise, Xiao Yan calmly swallowed the black and white flame into his body.
Meanwhile, on the Yang side altar, Yao Ling, who had been refining her "Yin Yang Twin Flames," slowly opened her beautiful eyes.
"This Heavenly Flame... something feels off," she muttered, watching the black and white flames flicker in her hand.
The refining process had gone surprisingly smoothly. In fact, many of the auxiliary treasures she had prepared remained unused.
However, the flames seemed unusually weak so weak that they didn't even match the lowest ranked flame on the Heavenly Flame list.
"Could this be a fake?" Yao Ling frowned, her delicate brows knitting together.
Before she could ponder further, an unfamiliar heat began to rise within her body.
"What's happening?" Yao Ling's expression shifted, and she hurriedly circulated her Dou Qi to suppress the heat.
Yet, the more she suppressed it, the more intense the flames grew, spreading uncontrollably within her.
A faint blush appeared on her snow white cheeks, and her clear eyes began to glisten with a hint of confusion.
"Damn it! This flame is definitely tampered with," Yao Ling cursed, trying to steady herself. She rose to her feet, intending to leave the altar, but was blocked by an invisible barrier.
"Break!" Yao Ling shouted, unleashing her Dou Qi, her black and white flames striking the barrier.
However, the barrier didn't even tremble.
"Damn that Evil Saint! What's the meaning of this?" Yao Ling demanded, glaring into the void.
A cold laugh echoed, and the Evil Saint's projection appeared before her.
"Did you really think your Yao Clan has a claim to my kindness?" he sneered.
Yao Ling's expression darkened. "Our clan head and elders spoke of your debt to us. Was that all a lie?"
"Debt? Ha! When you return to your clan, ask your so called leaders what truly happened back then," the Evil Saint mocked.
Yao Ling's face paled as the implications of his words sank in.
"Don't worry," the Evil Saint continued with a smirk. "I won't let you die here. Just wait for my successor to come and save you."
With that, his projection vanished.
"His successor? Is he talking about Xiao Yan?" Yao Ling's eyes darkened.
Xiao Yan, in her eyes, was nothing more than a shameless scoundrel.
Yet, as the fiery heat within her surged, an ominous premonition began to take root in her heart.
The next day, Xiao Yan finally opened his eyes, a sharp gleam flashing through them.
Stretching his body, his joints cracked like firecrackers, and he clenched his fists, marveling at the newfound density of his Dou Qi.
The Evil Saint looked on with approval. "Your cultivation technique is extraordinary," he remarked.
"Thank you for your generosity, Senior," Xiao Yan said earnestly.
"Go now," the Evil Saint said with a grin. "The Yao Clan girl has likely been waiting for you."
At those words, a fiery heat began to stir within Xiao Yan again.
On the Yang side altar, Yao Ling, trapped for over a day, was flushed with both anger and an inexplicable heat.
As her mind struggled to remain clear, a familiar figure appeared in the distance.
The black clad figure approached steadily, his handsome face coming into view.
Yao Ling's heart raced with a mix of panic and yearning.
"Xiao Yan, if you dare to take advantage of me, you are no gentleman!" she exclaimed, her voice trembling.
"Do I look like a gentleman to you?" Xiao Yan smirked, stepping into the altar.
Stopping just inches from Yao Ling, he gazed into her enchanting, flustered eyes and said, his tone utterly serious:
"Saintess, I need your help... with my cultivation."
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