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Despite his earlier reaction, Xiao Yan still held deep respect for Yao Lao. After all, an eighth-tier alchemist was an extraordinary figure, a legendary expert in the world.
Yao Lao, seeing Xiao Yan's expression, understood that his identity hadn't caused the expected shock, but he wasn't disappointed. He continued, "Since fate has brought us together, I will also take you as my disciple."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan's face lit up with joy.
"Disciple Xiao Yan thanks you, Master!" Xiao Yan knelt again, expressing his gratitude and respect toward Yao Lao.
Yao Lao looked at his young disciple, and a sense of fatherly care began to grow within him.
"I'm troubled by my current cultivation state. Could my two masters offer me some guidance?"
Xiao Yan scratched his head, his face showing a playful grin as he tried to coax some benefits from his masters.
Yao Lao smiled mysteriously and pulled out an ancient scroll from his robes, handing it to Xiao Yan. His voice was low and enticing: "This is the Flame Mantra, a heaven-defying fire technique. It harnesses the most intense flames under heaven, with boundless power."
"However, this technique comes with its dangers. It is incomplete and has never been fully cultivated."
Xiao Yan took the Flame Mantra, and a powerful fiery aura surged from the scroll, causing his heart to race uncontrollably.
As he looked at the ancient, mysterious text on the pages, he felt a strong determination.
Even though the technique seemed dangerous, Xiao Yan felt an inexplicable connection to it, as if it was destined to become part of his path.
"Thank you, Master!" Xiao Yan respectfully bowed to Yao Lao, showing his intention to cultivate this secret technique.
Yao Lao smiled faintly at his young disciple, filled with anticipation.
He knew that Xiao Yan possessed a unique destiny, and this heaven-defying fire technique might be the key to his transformation.
Standing quietly on the side, Shui Wuya's eyes glimmered with profound insight.
Xiao Yan's decision didn't surprise him in the least.
"Heh, First Master, Second Master just gave me this technique. What will you give me?"
Xiao Yan asked Shui Wuya with a playful grin.
"Hand me the Flame Mantra," Shui Wuya replied.
Xiao Yan, a little confused but filled with anticipation, handed the Flame Mantra to Shui Wuya.
Then, something extraordinary happened.
As Shui Wuya took the scroll, his expression became deep and serious. He began channeling his power into the scroll.
A miraculous transformation unfolded in his hands. The once incomplete Flame Mantra began to mend under Shui Wuya's cultivation powers, its content reshaping and reassembling until the technique appeared whole and complete.
Yao Lao watched in stunned silence, blinking in disbelief before exclaiming, "This... this is the perfected Flame Mantra!"
His gaze fell on Shui Wuya, and an overwhelming wave of shock and reverence surged in his heart.
Who in the world was Shui Wuya?
The more Xiao Yan observed this elder, the more his curiosity and respect grew.
"Senior, who exactly are you?" Yao Lao couldn't help but ask, his voice filled with awe and curiosity.
Shui Wuya smiled faintly, a smile that carried a sense of mystery and transcendence. "I am the Nameless God."
"The Nameless God!?"
Those simple words alone were enough to leave everyone present utterly shaken.
Yao Lao and Xiao Yan stood stunned by Shui Wuya's incredible act of perfecting the incomplete Flame Mantra. It was simply beyond belief.
Xiao Yan's eyes widened in astonishment. He had initially thought Shui Wuya was just a powerful expert, but never imagined he could instantly perfect the Flame Mantra with such ease.
Yao Lao was even more overwhelmed.
As an eighth-tier alchemist, Yao Lao had achieved a deep understanding of cultivation techniques. Yet, faced with Shui Wuya's abilities, he felt an unimaginable shock.
Such cultivation and talent were truly unbelievable.
Yao Lao took a deep breath, trying to calm the storm within his heart as he searched for more clues and wisdom from Shui Wuya.
"Senior, your cultivation is truly profound," Yao Lao's voice trembled, filled with reverence and awe.
He realized that the figure standing before him, this so-called Nameless God, was not a mere mortal but an exceedingly rare existence in the heavens and earth.
Shui Wuya smiled again, his expression serene and detached. "The path of cultivation is ultimately a path of the heart. Since we are fated to meet, there is no need for excessive courtesy."
Both Xiao Yan and Yao Lao felt an even deeper respect for Shui Wuya.
In the following days, Shui Wuya and Yao Lao, as spirits residing within the mysterious ring, lived a transcendent existence beyond the mortal realm.
Their greatest pleasure came from guiding Xiao Yan in his cultivation.
At that time, Xiao Yan's Dou Qi was only at the third stage, his energy still quite weak. The upcoming clan examination in half a year posed an immense challenge.
Despite the earnest teachings of his two masters, Xiao Yan struggled to comprehend and master their guidance fully.
Yao Lao continued to encourage him: "Young one, believe in yourself. Every effort you make will bear fruit. The clan examination may be tough, but you are not fighting alone."
"That's true, but Second Master, I still feel my Dou Qi is too weak," Xiao Yan replied, his tone filled with dejection. He was anxious about the impending clan examination, feeling uncertain and overwhelmed.
Shui Wuya gave a calm smile, his gaze filled with wisdom and patience. "The path of cultivation is one of steady progress. Do not rush—comprehension and perseverance are the keys."
Yao Lao chimed in, "Xiao Yan, cultivation is like sailing against the current—if you don't advance, you will be swept back. Though your current level is low, with determination, breakthroughs will come."
Xiao Yan nodded. He knew their words were full of truth, yet the challenges ahead seemed vast, and he couldn't help but feel the weight of the journey.
"Both of you are great figures, but I am just a mere mortal. I fear I will never reach your heights," Xiao Yan said, a hint of self-doubt creeping in.
Shui Wuya looked deeply at Xiao Yan, his voice calm yet filled with profound wisdom: "Talent is merely a temporary gap, but what truly determines your achievements is your willpower and hard work. Believe in yourself. There are no shortcuts on the road of cultivation—only a steady, grounded advance."
Yao Lao gently patted Xiao Yan on the shoulder. "Young one, don't be disheartened. The clan examination is just one test along your path. What matters most is your growth."
Seeing Xiao Yan's downcast expression, Yao Lao couldn't bear to see his disciple so disheartened. He then personally wrote down a recipe for a Foundation-Building Elixir and handed it to Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yan received the prescription with curiosity and asked, "Second Master, what is this recipe for?"
(End of Chapter)