"Yunling, I'll trust you one more time. If you can do it, do it well. If you can't, find someone else. I trusted you so much before, and now this mess has almost happened."
Yun Yun stormed out of the main hall in a rage.
In the empty hall, Yunling knelt alone on the ground, his forehead and palms pressed against the ground.
After a long while, he slowly curled his ten fingers and gripped the ground tightly.
"Mo Cheng! You bastard, you actually used me as a pawn!"
Yun Leng slowly raised his head, his old face contorted, his expression ferocious and terrifying.
He clenched his teeth and secretly vowed that he would never let a similar situation happen again. The position of Grand Elder could only belong to him, unless he died!
...
At the foot of Yunlan Mountain, Nie Yuan sat in a carriage, seemingly resting with his eyes closed, but in reality, he was digesting the five years of experience he had just acquired.
He spent another five years honing his alchemy skills, and his alchemist level reached the fifth rank.
My mind has gained a lot of knowledge and experience, and my control over fire has reached a level I've never achieved before.
Even the power of the soul seems to have increased.
Nalan Yanran sat on one side of the carriage, wanting to speak several times, but ultimately gave up, turning her face to the window and staring blankly at the receding scenery outside.
The wheels rolled along the rugged road, and the carriage swayed and rocked as it arrived at the gates of the capital city.
After entering the city, they went directly to the Nalan family mansion.
As one of the three major families in the capital, the Nalan family's mansion covers a vast area and is built with an imposing grandeur.
The carriage did not stop and drove directly inside.
"Welcome, Sect Leader Nie Yuan."
A middle-aged man stood beside the carriage, smiling as he watched the man step out of it.
"Chief Nalan, it's been a long time. Your dark circles seem to have gotten worse."
Nie Yuan landed on the ground, cupped his hands in greeting, and the other party responded in kind.
Nalan Su sighed, revealing a look of helplessness and sorrow, "Alas, Sect Leader Nie Yuan, the old man's condition is getting worse and worse, and I, as his son, am truly anxious and helpless."
Nalan Jie deserves much credit for the Nalan family's success today; he can be considered a pillar of the family.
However, ever since he was poisoned by the branding poison, there has been no way to cure it, and his health has deteriorated day by day. He has tried all sorts of methods, and even consulted many alchemists. Even the Pill King Guhe was helpless in the face of this poison.
"Father, my martial uncle has a way to cure the poison in Grandpa's body."
Nalan Yanran said from the side, "This time, my martial uncle came to help my grandfather."
Upon hearing this, Nalan Su's face flashed with surprise, and he looked at Nie Yuan with a look of astonishment and uncertainty.
The latter smiled and nodded slightly.
"Does Sect Leader Nie Yuan have any ideas?"
Nalan Su asked curiously.
"The branding poison in Mr. Nalan's body is mainly incurable by ordinary means, but I have a different kind of fire."
Nie Yuan didn't hold back either; the best treatment method had been given by Gu He when he was invited to diagnose the condition before.
"A strange fire? Really?"
Nalan Su's eyes lit up immediately, revealing a hopeful expression.
"Uncle-Master, did you manage to obtain the strange fire in the desert? I heard that Elder Gu was injured and didn't get it."
Nalan Yanran was also somewhat surprised.
Nie Yuan shook his head and said, "It's not that one."
We definitely need to explain the strange fire clearly, otherwise, if someone spreads the word to Gu He and he misunderstands, it would be bad. It's quite important for the Yunlan Sect to have a sixth-grade alchemist.
After the three entered the hall, Nalan Su did not rush to have Nie Yuan treat his father's illness.
"Sect Leader Nie, may I examine your fire?"
After the servant served tea and left, Nalan Su asked cautiously.
"Certainly."
Nie Yuan opened his hands, palms facing up.
puff!
With a dull thud as the cork was pulled out, a flame rose in the palm of the hand. The flame was a vibrant green, and when still, it resembled a piece of jade, appearing quite beautiful.
However, the terrifying temperature emanating from it warned Nalan Su and Nalan Yanran that this thing was definitely not a harmless bottle.
The air temperature rose rapidly, the colors of the tables and chairs darkened, and the ground dried.
Tiny bubbles rose from the water in the teacup, causing it to churn slightly.
Nie Yuan clenched his five fingers, drawing the flames back into his body, and the scorching heat gradually subsided.
Nalan Su slowly pulled his outstretched neck back, a hint of hesitation flashing across his face as he looked at Nie Yuan, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping himself.
"Chief Nalan, please speak frankly. We are all family."
Nie Yuan said directly.
"Sect Leader Nie, please forgive my intrusion."
Nalan Su cupped his hands in greeting, then revealed a serious expression. "I have seen many alchemists who have come to my door before, even Elder Guhe. The flames they displayed seem to be quite different from yours."
Nie Yuan was taken aback, somewhat astonished.
How can these be the same? My own is a different kind of fire, and it's even enhanced with "essence".
Nalan Su quickly added, "No, no, perhaps I didn't explain clearly. I meant to say that yours is more like fighting spirit, not just pure flame."
After he finished speaking, he stared nervously at Nie Yuan, unsure whether the other party could understand.
Battle Qi is energy cultivated by oneself, containing one's own aura.
When this power enters another person's body, it will be rejected by the other person's fighting spirit, unlike pure flames.
Nalan Su was somewhat worried. What if Nie Yuan's fighting spirit entered his father's body and caused a conflict?
After all, the old man is in very poor condition now. Even at his peak, he was only a Dou Wang, far inferior to Nie Yuan in strength. What if Nie Yuan burns him?
As the sect leader of the Yunlan Sect, the other party's initiative to offer assistance must be out of good intentions.
However, the risk factor is extremely high; if one is not careful, the old man could be turned to ashes.
"I understand what you mean."
Nie Yuan suddenly realized and nodded slightly.
His situation is indeed different from others, because due to his cultivation technique, the flames have been refined into one with him.
Normal alchemists condense pill fire, then devour other strange fires and refine the fire seed. They don't directly merge it with battle qi, but instead use something called spirit absorption to create a separate space for the strange fire.
"Don't worry, Chief Nalan, there won't be any conflict."
Nie Yuan knew what the other party was worried about, so he turned his gaze to Nalan Yanran and said, "Yanran, do you dare to act as your martial uncle's prop and demonstrate the safety of flames to your father?"
"Me?"
Nalan Yanran pointed to herself, somewhat frightened.
She was sitting right next to the flames and could definitely feel how terrifying it was inside.
However, she didn't want to see her grandfather tortured to death.
So Nalan Yanran mustered her courage and nodded.
Nie Yuan laughed and said, "Don't worry, apart from a little pain, there will be no danger. In addition, it may have unexpected benefits for you."
After he finished speaking, he looked at Nalan Su and asked for Nalan Su's consent.
Nalan Su hesitated for two seconds, then nodded. "Does Sect Leader Nie need a private place?"
"No need, this is fine."
With over ten years of experience in alchemy, Nie Yuan can manipulate flames with ease and effortlessness.
Then, as instructed, Nalan Yanran gently placed her hand on Nie Yuan's palm.
"Don't resist. I'll use flames to temper your body, which will widen your meridians and remove impurities, thus strengthening you to a certain extent."
Nie Yuan looked into her eyes, and Nalan Yanran nodded in agreement.
call!
The flames reappeared.
The scorching heat made Nalan Yanran's delicate body tremble slightly. She subconsciously wanted to pull her arm back, but she held back.
The cyan flames seeped into the skin of her palm and spread towards Nalan Yanran's arm, quickly filling her fair skin with cyan and turning it into a jade-like color.