He raised his hands slightly. A white flame rose from his left hand, radiating terrifying heat, while a black flame slowly burned in his right hand, emitting a chilling aura that even caused frost to form on the ground nearby.
As the two flames burned, strands of pure yang energy and pure yin energy slowly flowed towards Xiao Yan from the heavens and earth.
Xiao Yan's mind stirred, and he injected his soul power into the flames. The next moment, the speed at which the yin and yang energies gathered towards him increased tenfold, even forming a tiny river.
After being refined by the Heavenly Flames, these yin and yang energies rapidly transformed into pure energy and entered his body.
Xiao Yan stopped absorbing the yin and yang energies, then clapped his hands together. The next moment, the two flames merged into a single, black and white flame.
"Is this the Yin-Yang Holy Flame? Heavenly Flames are indeed incredibly magical," Xiao Yan licked his lips.
Since leaving the Xiao Clan, he had finally obtained a Heavenly Flame, and it was a new Heavenly Flame that had evolved. Its power wasn't very strong among the top fifteen.
But when it came to auxiliary functions, it could drive countless people wild. Besides accelerating cultivation, it also possessed an ability that countless men yearned for.
Dual Cultivation!
The original Yin-Yang Holy Flame had this function, and the Yin-Yang Holy Flame, cultivated and evolved by the Yin-Yang Evil Saint, was even more of a Dual Cultivation treasure.
As for how effective it was, Xiao Yan hadn't tested it yet, but soon, he would be able to experience the divine taste of it.
"Let's put the Dual Cultivation aside for now. I should improve my technique first." Feeling the Dou Qi in his body, which had recovered quite a bit, Xiao Yan's eyes showed a hint of anticipation.
When he left the Dan Tower, his strength had already recovered to the level of a Three-Star Dou Huang. Even though he had left the Xiao Clan's rich ambient energy and changed his technique to a Yellow-Grade High-Level one, a genius was still a genius.
In just three months, his strength had still advanced by two stars.
And after devouring the Yin-Yang Holy Flame, his strength had soared again by three stars, directly reaching the mid-stage of the Six-Star level.
This was also the first time Xiao Yan had tasted the sweetness of the Burning诀 after cultivating it.
Next, he wanted to try the benefits of the Burning诀 even more.
Ever since he started cultivating the Burning诀, his Dou Qi had been very weak. Any Dou Huang he encountered had more condensed Dou Qi than his.
After all, the strong Dou Huang practitioners could cultivate techniques that were at least High Xuan rank, and most could cultivate Earth rank techniques. However, he had always been using a High Yellow rank technique.
No matter how high the quality of the Burning诀 was, it was still just a High Yellow rank.
"You have already refined the Yin-Yang Holy Flame, why don't you quickly go find that Yao Clan's girl and have some Dual Cultivation?" On the altar, the Yin-Yang Evil Saint floated above his corpse, like a wandering soul.
However, his gaze towards Xiao Yan was full of surprise. He had never seen a technique that could improve one's strength after refining a Heavenly Flame.
"Not in a hurry, let her wait a moment." Xiao Yan chuckled, and in the Yin-Yang Evil Saint's astonished gaze, swallowed the black and white flames in his hand again.
Meanwhile, on the Yang-side altar, Yao Ling, who had been refining the 'Yin-Yang Holy Flame', slowly opened her beautiful eyes.
"Something's off about this Heavenly Flame!" Yao Ling looked at the black and white flames rising in her hand.
This time, the process of refining the Yin-Yang Holy Flame had been unexpectedly smooth. She hadn't even used some of the auxiliary treasures she had prepared before the Yin-Yang Holy Flame was refined.
However, the intensity of this Yin-Yang Holy Flame seemed to be much weaker.
As a Saintess of the Yao Clan, Yao Ling had naturally seen many Heavenly Flames. Even the Xuanhuang Flame, which ranked lowest on the Heavenly Flame list, was slightly stronger than the one in her hand.
"Could this be a fake flame?" Yao Ling frowned.
Just as she was pondering, she felt another invisible flame slowly rising within her body.
"What's going on?" Yao Ling's expression changed, and she quickly urged her Dou Qi to suppress it. However, the more she suppressed it, the fiercer the flame became.
A moment later, a blush crept up Yao Ling's jade-like face.
"Damn it, this Heavenly Flame is really strange." A hint of anger flashed across Yao Ling's pretty face as she hastily stood up, attempting to leave the altar.
However, she was blocked by an invisible barrier.
"Open for me!" Yao Ling shouted softly, her jade palm, laced with black and white flames, slammed fiercely against the barrier. Yet, the barrier remained unmoved.
"Damn it, I've been played by that Yin-Yang Evil Saint." Her pretty face changed, and she shouted, "Senior Evil Saint, what do you mean by this? Is this how you treat the friendship between my ancestors and you?"
"Heh heh, friendship? Do you really think your Yao Clan has done me a favor?" A guffawing sound echoed, and the Yin-Yang Evil Saint appeared before her.
His true soul had been used to suppress his own corpse; what was present now was merely a projection.
He looked at Yao Ling's current appearance and sneered, "When you return to the Yao Clan, you can ask your Yao Clan's clan head and clan head's wife exactly what they did back then."
Hearing this, Yao Ling's pretty face changed again.
So this person wasn't indebted to the Yao Clan, but rather, they were enemies.
"Don't worry, I won't let you die here, but you'll have to wait for my inheritor to come and save you." The Yin-Yang Evil Saint cackled, and his projection dissipated.
"Inheritor, is he talking about Xiao Yan?" A displeased look appeared on Yao Ling's face.
In her heart, Xiao Yan was just a hooligan.
Just as she was thinking this, she felt the flames within her body surge even more.
"Could it be..." A bad premonition arose from the depths of Yao Ling's heart.
Another day passed. The young man who had been sitting cross-legged on the ground also opened his eyes again, and a glint of light shot out from them.
Xiao Yan stood up, stretching and letting out pops like a string of firecrackers. He clenched his fists, reveling in the considerably denser Dou Qi circulating within him.
The Yin-Yang Holy Flame truly deserved its reputation, elevated by the Yin-Yang Evil Saint to rival the top fifteen Heavenly Flames. After absorbing it, Xiao Yan's Burning诀 had leaped from the high-grade Huang rank directly to the high-grade Xuan rank.
Even though it hadn't reached the Di rank, he was finally free from that previous feeling of… weakness.
"This technique of yours is truly remarkable," the Yin-Yang Evil Saint in the altar exclaimed, watching the scene.
"Senior, your great kindness, this junior will never forget," Xiao Yan rarely offered such sincere gratitude.
"It's of no consequence," the Yin-Yang Evil Saint waved a hand. "Being able to see the Stone Tablet again is repayment enough."
"This matter, this junior will certainly accomplish," Xiao Yan nodded solemnly.
"That is good," the Yin-Yang Evil Saint smiled slightly, the expression gradually widening.
"Go find that little girl from the Yao Clan. She's probably been waiting for you for a long time."
Upon hearing this, a sudden surge of flames erupted within Xiao Yan's otherwise calm body. Consuming a Heavenly Flame often came with side effects.
Like a headache.
Within the Yang-side altar, Yao Ling, who had been trapped for a day, now had a flushed complexion, and a hint of haziness appeared in her clear, beautiful eyes.
Just as she was being tormented by the terrifying flames, she saw a figure in black appear not far away.
The person walked closer and closer until a handsome face appeared in Yao Ling's sight.
The moment she saw that face, a trace of panic and longing flashed in Yao Ling's eyes.
"Xiao Yan, if you treat me like this, you are no gentleman," Yao Ling's voice trembled slightly.
"What about me makes me look like a gentleman?" Xiao Yan asked as he walked into the altar.
He walked step by step towards Yao Ling, who was barely in control of herself. Looking at her beautiful and captivating face, he said solemnly, "Saintess, I need you to help me cultivate!"
I have an exam tomorrow morning. I'll write more after the exam (dog head).
(End of Chapter)