boyutpedia 285. Weighing the Rejection
285. Weighing the Rejection
Chen Wei spoke with great passion, but towards the end, his eyes became slightly unfocused, as if he were immersed in the future he envisioned for Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yan looked at Chen Wei in front of him and remained silent for a while. After thinking for a long time, he finally bowed solemnly to Chen Wei, but it was not a formal ceremony for becoming his disciple. This bow was merely a sign of his respect for Chen Wei.
"Thank you for your kindness, senior. Please forgive me, Xiao Yan is unable to comply," Xiao Yan replied with a hint of guilt.
Chen Wei looked at Xiao Yan, who had rejected him, his gaze becoming increasingly complex. Finally, he slowly asked, "Can you tell me why?"
Chen Wei felt that his promise was good enough, and he was not trying to deceive Xiao Yan. He never expected that Xiao Yan would still choose to refuse after knowing all this.
Xiao Yan didn't answer directly, but instead took out his alchemist badge. Chen Wei, seeing the badge representing a mid-level seventh-grade alchemist, couldn't help but smile wryly. He understood everything! Even in the Pill Tower, a seventh-grade alchemist was someone to be looked up to. Xiao Yan had already chosen a smooth path and was walking it quite steadily; there was no need for him to risk learning formations. Similarly, for Xiao Yan to become an alchemist of such a level at such a young age, his teacher must be extraordinary.
Chen Wei, still unwilling to give up, pressed on with one last question: "Then why not learn them together? Learning formations won't prevent you from becoming a high-level alchemist."
"Senior, I don't have that much time. My goal is still a long way off..." Xiao Yan replied.
For Xiao Yan, what truly matters is his own strength. Only with sufficient strength can he marry Little Fairy Doctor, fight against the Soul Palace, and protect his family and clan. Although Xiao Yan currently appears to be enjoying boundless glory, he still dares not relax for a moment. This is because three years ago, Xun'er was already capable of defeating opponents at the Dou Zun level; two years ago, Huo Zhi overwhelmed an eight-star Dou Zong. Xiao Yan is not the only exceptionally talented person in the world.
The temptation to learn formations was right in front of him, but Xiao Yan was not blinded by it. Even if his talent was extraordinary, learning alchemy would take up a part of his time. If he also practiced formations, where would he find the time to cultivate? He knew very well that if he tried to do everything, he would end up with nothing.
The unwavering Xiao Yan before him touched upon Chen Wei's deepest regret: he himself had the opportunity to reach a higher realm, but in the end, he ended up in a mediocre situation.
Chen Wei also let out a long sigh and said to Xiao Yan, "If you've changed your mind, you can come find me anytime." After saying that, he left.
After Chen Wei left, Xiao Yan continued to wander around the herb garden for a long time. After touring around, Xiao Yan basically confirmed that herbs with array enhancements like the Qingqiu Fruit were extremely rare. After all, different herbs have completely different properties, and how to help them grow is a matter that requires long-term research. If the Tianluan Clan could really change the properties of herbs on a large scale, it would be a major upheaval for the entire alchemist world.
The secret of the Green Autumn Fruit lies in its formation, which is extremely difficult to replicate. After all, ordinary people cannot observe it as carefully as Xiao Yan, so the Tianluan Clan is not afraid of it being leaked.
Just as Xiao Yan was wondering whether he should leave the herb garden first, Mu Qingluan rushed back and said to him, "Senior brother, I've come to pick you up!"
"Is your little Xue sister alright?"
Mu Qingluan nodded and said, "Sister Xiaoxue is with the Ancestor now, and the Ancestor knows your name now."
Within a day of arriving at the Tianluan Clan, Xiao Yan had already met three Dou Zun experts: Mu Xinyuan, Mu Zier, and Chen Wei. Xiao Yan guessed that the ancestor mentioned by Mu Qingluan was probably one of the five Dou Zun. The strength of the Tianluan Clan truly lived up to the description of being unfathomable, which made Xiao Yan even more curious about the terrifying strength of the three demonic beast races above the Tianluan Clan.
That evening, Mu Xinyuan and Mu Qingluan's parents hosted Xiao Yan in the attic, and the atmosphere at the dinner table was exceptionally harmonious. Mu Qingluan's mother showed particular concern for Xiao Yan during the meal, discussing his background, parents, and brothers. She only stopped pressing him for answers after Mu Qingluan coughed repeatedly.
Even so, Xiao Yan was very happy, as he hadn't sat down to eat properly like this in a long time.
After finishing his meal, Xiao Yan, alone, felt a pang of emotion. For his safety, he had entrusted his father, two older brothers, and all the members of his clan to the ancient clan where Xun'er resided. He was now fighting alone in the outside world. Although he now had the Starfall Pavilion as his backer, the Soul Palace, his opponent, was truly formidable. He still didn't have the ability to bring his father and brothers back.
Gazing at the bright moon in the sky, Xiao Yan suppressed his longing and returned to his room. He had deliberately controlled himself during his battle with Tang Qiying, refraining from using most of his techniques, mainly to test the power of his Three Thousand Thunder Illusion Body.
However, during this short exchange, Xiao Yan still sensed something was amiss: he recovered from being stabbed by Tang Qiying far too quickly!
The short blade in Tang Qiying's hand was no ordinary weapon; it pierced Xiao Yan's skin instantly, but miraculously, the wound healed immediately afterward, which was completely unexpected. At that moment, Xiao Yan even thought that this was also a method used by Tang Qiying, but in the end, nothing unusual happened.
Xiao Yan also took out a dagger from his storage ring. This was one of the many treasures that Yang Yue had given him. Its quality was no less than that of Tang Qiying's weapon, and it had survived the strange fire magma.
Xiao Yan took the dagger and slashed his own neck, creating a wound about an inch long. Within three breaths, the wound healed completely on its own, without Xiao Yan feeling any pain whatsoever.
Xiao Yan ran his hand over his neck, finding nothing amiss: "What's this?"
Having such self-healing ability is certainly a good thing, but Xiao Yan feels uncomfortable because his body is out of control. A true strong person should have a clear understanding of their own strength and body.
Without hesitation, Xiao Yan took the dagger and made a longer and deeper cut on his arm. With deliberate force, the dagger almost scraped the arm bone, and his arm was practically split in two.
Then Xiao Yan saw that almost no blood was flowing from his arm, and the wound began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he could not feel any pain at all!