Chapter 2 Accept Xiao Yan as a Disciple
"Haha, strength... In this world, without strength, it is not as good as a piece of shit. At least, no one dares to step on the shit!" The boy's shoulders swayed gently, and the boy's low self-deprecating voice slowly wandered on the top of the mountain with grief and anger.
Douqi Continent, Northwest, Gama Empire, Wutan City, and the back mountain of the Xiao family.
Xiao Yan inserted his fingers into his black hair, and his gums were bleeding. Just now, he experienced the greatest humiliation in his life. Although he did not show any inappropriate emotions in the hall, every word Nalan Yanran was like a sharp blade, stabbing his heart one by one, making him tremble all over...
"I don't want to suffer the insult today again!" I spread out my left hand with a bloodstain, and Xiao Yan's voice was hoarse but firm.
"Hehe, little baby, it seems..."
“It seems you need real help.”
Yao Lao's words were interrupted, and a gentle voice sounded.
Xiao Yan's face changed instantly, and he suddenly looked up at the sky, his eagle-like sharp eyes locked on a man in white standing in the air.
This person is the Soul Heaven Emperor.
"Douzong!"
The pupils shrank slightly, and Xiao Yan's heart was shocked.
Standing in the air, only the legendary Dou Zong has such strength.
In an instant, Xiao Yan thought of countless possibilities in his mind. His left foot took a step back and couldn't help but want to escape.
"It's indeed an interesting little guy. Don't worry, I'm not from Yunlan Sect." The Soul Heaven Emperor chuckled, and then turned his eyes to the black ring carrying Yao Lao in Xiao Yan's hand.
"This should be my fate..." Yao Chen smiled bitterly, and his figure appeared: "This saint, you have found me, Yao Chen, has nothing to say, but please don't make things difficult for this little brother. He is not an insider, and he has been absorbed by me for three years. He shouldn't die of such a frustration."
"The Venerable misunderstood. I am not the fighting saint in the Soul Palace." The Soul Heaven Emperor shook his head.
Yao Chen breathed a sigh of relief. It would be better if he was not from the Soul Palace, but if he was not from the Soul Palace, there would be something to talk about...
"In the lower Soul Heaven Emperor, he is the leader of the Soul Clan." The next words of Soul Heaven Emperor sounded like thunder in Yao Chen's ears.
In an instant, Yao Chen's soul body became a little dimmed.
"Soul...Soul Emperor..." How could Yao Chen, who was born in the eight ancient tribes, not know what this name represents?
Yao Chen has been circulating in the continent for many years, and has not been dealing with the powerful people of the Dou Sheng. Those strong people who are called Dou Sheng are rebellious and extremely difficult to deal with. But none of them can remain calm under the name of Soul Heaven Emperor!
The peak of the Nine Star Dou Sheng represents the ultimate of the Dou Qi Continent today.
The Soul Clan represents the top super clan. The so-called Soul Hall, the first power in the Douqi Continent, is just their affiliated organization.
But shouldn't he have died in the Battle of the Heavenly Tomb long ago?
"Don't be surprised, I came here this time to destroy the Xiao family." The Soul Heaven Emperor said words that made Xiao Yan cold all over in his plainest tone.
"Then I..." Yao Chen didn't know how to answer for a moment.
"But I have changed my mind now." The Soul Heaven Emperor turned his gaze on Xiao Yan.
"If a saint likes this boy, he will leave." Yao Chen felt bitter inside. He was very satisfied with Xiao Yan's talent. Not only was his soul power far superior to ordinary people, but his cultivation qualifications were also very good. With time, he might have helped him reshape his body.
"The Venerable is really a misunderstanding. Although I have the intention to accept disciples, I have no intention of taking away anyone. You and I teach you how to do it together. The Venerable teaches him how to refine medicine, and I teach him how to practice."
"Of course, it is up to the saints to make the decision."
"Since that's the case, please ask the Venerable to decide." The Soul Heaven Emperor waved his palm, and Han Feng, who was tied to the ground like a rice dumpling, appeared under the stone platform.
Yao Chen looked at the person twisted into a ball on the ground. His face appeared in his dreams all the time even during the years he fell asleep.
Han Feng, his beloved disciple...
Why... why do you betray him? Fen Jue is not a good exercise...
Yao Chen looked at the Soul Heaven Emperor with complicated eyes. Although he didn't know why Han Feng appeared in his hands, he seemed to know that he was in Xiao Yan's hands and brought him here.
But this doesn't matter anymore.
"This person is guilty of his own sins." Yao Chen looked at Han Feng, who was full of desire for survival, and turned his head cruelly. "I would like to ask the priest to help me kill this beast!"
"There is the greatest pleasure." The Soul Emperor chuckled and raised his hand, Han Feng's body changed into powder.
A sea-blue flame suddenly emerged.
The Soul Emperor put away the sea heart flame, and his powerful soul instantly wiped away a ray of consciousness that had just been born from the sea heart flame, and then put it into a jade box to strengthen the seal.
Xiao Yan, who was standing beside him, was shocked by the scenes in front of him.
Soul Heaven Emperor? Fighting Saint? Slaying the King of Fighting with his hand?
Xiao Yan's cultivation level of the third stage of Dou Qi cannot feel the fluctuations in the Soul Heaven Emperor, but he felt the breath of the Dou King on Han Feng's body very clearly. That power could probably overturn the entire Xiao family with just a turn of hand.
But such a strong man was instantly turned into powder by the strong man in front of him who had no fluctuations in fighting spirit.
And such a person wants to accept himself as his disciple?
After a brief excitement, Xiao Yan felt deeply frightened. Is there anything he could make the strong man in front of him look at?
With such a useless talent, I am afraid I will never be able to break through to the fighter again in this life.
"Don't you want strength? Don't you want to experience today's insults again? If you are my two men, we will give you strength!" After the Soul Heaven Emperor took care of the problem on Yao Chen, he flashed in front of Xiao Yan without any delay and stared at the boy.
"I do!" Xiao Yan was stunned. He wanted to refuse, but the words turned into another kind of words when he spoke.
A desire to become stronger lingers in his heart. He will return the shame of today a hundred times in the future.
Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don’t bully the young and poor!
"Very good." The Soul Emperor nodded with satisfaction. He saw some shadows from Xiao Yan.
Many years ago, at the foot of the Holy Mountain of the Soul Realm, a down-and-out boy roared at the injustice of heaven and earth. He had extremely poor cultivation talent and his identity was just a slave held by a certain Soul Tribe clan. His master was too lazy to name him.
Now, the young man gave himself a loud name: Soul Heaven Emperor.
The Soul Heaven Emperor who has been pressing against the Dou Qi Continent for thousands of years!
The Soul Emperor took out a storage ring from his portable space and threw it to Xiao Yan, and said lightly: "You take this storage ring and recognize the master with blood. There are pills and genius treasures that help you practice and restore the soul of the Medicine Venerable. Now you go down the mountain first, and there are guests coming to visit."
Xiao Yan took the storage ring and felt a little excited.
Even the Master Yao, who was Feng Qingyun Dan, had two more wrinkles on his face.
After watching Xiao Yan go down the mountain, the Soul Heaven Emperor turns his head.
Chapter completed!