Chapter 8 Beast Fire
The early morning sunlight shone in from the window, shining on the young man who was practicing cross-legged on the bed, making the mist around his body even more brilliant, and also highlighting the young man's extraordinaryness.

"Whoo~"

After a night of meditation, Yao Yan slowly opened his eyes. As he took a long breath, the misty air around him turned into several long dragons and flowed through his mouth and nose, pouring into his body, warming his limbs and bones. A tingling sensation spread throughout his body, and he could clearly feel that his body was gradually getting stronger.

“It feels really good to completely let go of your training.”

Yao Yan got up from the bed, stretched his body, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he whispered to himself.

He could clearly feel the changes in his body, and the feeling of becoming stronger was extremely obvious.

After pondering for a moment, he touched the area between his eyebrows again.

He was somewhat curious about the innate abilities of the Soul-Devouring Clan, but unfortunately, in the territory of the Medicine Clan, without Hunxuzi by his side to protect him, he did not dare to activate this bloodline power recklessly and could only let it sleep in his body.

However, as he practiced throughout the night, he could feel that this power was also increasing. Unlike the system of practicing fighting spirit, it seemed to increase as the body became stronger.

This problem was obviously not something Yao Yan could figure out at the moment. After thinking about it for a while, he gave up.

It’s like a fucking dream… Yao Yan complained in his heart, then pushed open the door, and saw a courtyard several times larger than the previous one appear in front of him. There were also many precious plants planted in it. Of course, the most important thing is the space barrier around this courtyard, which is a power that only a Dou Zong master can exert.

It is precisely because of its existence that Yao Yan can practice without restraint without worrying about being noticed by others.

"Master."

As the space around him distorted, the herbalist walked out and called out respectfully.

This place is naturally the residence of the herbal farmer. As the patriarch of a major branch in Danding City, he naturally has his own mansion in Danding City. His strength has already reached the peak of Dou Zong, and he is only one step away from Dou Zun. However, it is too difficult to take this step.

Herbal farmers have been stuck at this level for decades.

Obviously, the cultivation of fighting spirit is far from being as easy and carefree as described in novels. Some people may not be able to take this step until they die.

There is only one word difference between Dou Zong and Dou Zun, but there is a world of difference between them.

Yao Yan looked at the other party and said softly, "Is it arranged?"

"I have announced to the public that I have accepted the young master as my disciple, and I have exchanged a seventh-grade original pill from the medicine cabinet. This pill can reshape a person's bones. In this way, the young master's reconstruction of his fighting spirit can be concealed. As long as there is no Dou Zun-level strongman spying, no one can see the changes in the young master's body."

The herbalist nodded. He had already arranged everything. Even if Yao Yan walked out at this moment, no one would be surprised by his change, unless some ruthless person dissected Yao Yan.

Yao Yan silently gave him a thumbs up. The other party was indeed a Dou Zong expert valued by Hunxuzi. His work efficiency was really good.

"This is the Soul-Gathering and Seventh-Rank Beast Fire prepared for the Young Master, as well as the elixir that assists in refining."

The herbalist flipped his hand and took out several items from the ring, introducing: "This seventh-level beast fire is called Phantom Gold Fire, which is taken from a seventh-level magical beast - Fire Scorpion Dragon Beast. It only exists in the shell of a young beast. It is the companion fire of this kind of magical beast. It has the ability to forge the body and is most suitable for the current stage of the young master."

Yao Yan's eyes were slightly hot as he looked at the phantom golden fire floating in the air in front of him. It was golden in color, as if a ball of hot magma was rolling.

As an alchemist, how can I not be interested in strange fire.

But the rarity of the strange fire is obviously not something you can get just because you want it. Most alchemists can only choose beast fire, and this beast fire is obviously more suitable for the current Yao Yan. As for the strange fire, if someone who is not strong enough covets it, it will undoubtedly be playing with fire and getting burned.

The herbalist continued, "Young Master, please nourish it with your fighting spirit every day to increase the compatibility. In this way, when you reach the level of a fighter, you can refine it."

Fire is inherently a violent thing, and even the most docile beast fire is not so easy to refine. However, the companion flame of a monster cub like this is an exception. It can reduce the difficulty of refining by feeding it with fighting spirit, and is considered the most suitable beast fire for beginners.

"Thank you."

Yao Yan said this quite solemnly, then raised his hand and put all these things into his storage ring.

"This is what an old slave should do."

The herbalist remained calm and paused before continuing, "I wonder if the young master still wants to go to the clan school. If not, you can stay here and practice."

"Stay here and practice. I will discuss other matters after I become a fighter."

Yao Yan did not hesitate and spoke directly. Since someone had paved the way for him, he would naturally not ask for trouble. Besides, the things that the clan school could teach were limited, especially now that clan school teachers like Yao Nong had become his servants, so why would he go to the clan school and waste time?

"Yes, I know what to do."

The herbalist nodded in response.

As the words fell, the space around him distorted and his figure disappeared from Yao Yan's sight.

Yao Yan watched the other person leave, then turned around and walked into the house, closing the door again.

Closed-door practice.

……

Danding City, clan school.

"Have you heard? Yao Yan, the taciturn guy, got lucky and was accepted as a disciple by Master Yao Nong. How enviable!"

"Your information is outdated. My father told me yesterday that Herbalist used his contribution points from these years to exchange for a seventh-grade original pill from the Medicine Pavilion."

"Is this true? Why does Yao Yan deserve this? He's just a little handsome!"

A chubby young boy was somewhat unhappy and directly retorted that he had no idea why the herbalist took a fancy to Yao Yan. Although Yao Yan had a good talent as an alchemist, his blood concentration was only at the third level and his future path was clear. Was it necessary to spend so much effort to cultivate him?

That's a seventh-grade original pill, comparable to some eighth-grade pills. It's so valuable that even a Dou Zun-level boss could be asked to make a move.

"Who knows? Maybe they want to recruit a son-in-law. After all, the boy is really good-looking. It is said that his mother fell in love with his father because of his good looks. It's passed down from generation to generation."

"Yaohu, don't fart, my grandfather would never do that!"

A little girl with pigtails pointed at the chubby boy and shouted angrily.

"Yes, yes, I was wrong. It should be your grandfather who found a child husband for you, haha!"

"you wanna die!"

Suddenly, the whole school became lively and joyful.

at the same time.

In a quiet courtyard at the backyard of the school, the herbalist was drinking tea with Yaoshan. The two had known each other for decades and were old friends who knew each other well. With their cultivation, they could hear everything going on in the school clearly.

Yaoshan couldn't help but smile and shook his head. He then glanced at his old friend and couldn't help but ask, "Do you really want to recruit him as your son-in-law? Your granddaughter is eight years old this year, and there is a four-year age difference between the two of you. It doesn't seem impossible."

As he was talking, he actually started to think about it.

The herbalist was calm and composed, and said calmly, "I just think he has a good talent as an alchemist, and I want to find a successor. As you know, my blood concentration is not high, and I can only stay in Danding City for the rest of my life. Compared with those core members of the clan who have been selected, Yao Yan is more suitable to be my disciple."

Yaoshan was stunned, the smile on his face faded, and he said slowly: "You still can't forget what happened back then?"

"Yes and no, but it doesn't matter now. After all, so many years have passed. You and I are old, aren't we?"

The herbalist smiled softly, as if the past was all just a passing cloud.

Yaoshan nodded and said with emotion: "Indeed, we are all old now. So many years have passed in the blink of an eye. Now I just hope that there will be a few talented people among the younger generation. It would be even better if one of them could be recorded in the clan monument."

His gaze turned toward the distant horizon, where stood a stone tablet towering into the clouds, representing the highest glory of the Medicine Clan.

"..."

The herbal farmer looked at the clan monument that towered into the sky in silence.

(End of this chapter)