"Go on, go on. Why are you prying into those things? Do you even understand what it means to respect the teacher and honor the Way?" Yao Lao glared at Xiao Yan, scolding him with a smile, but a trace of loneliness flashed in the depths of his heart.
Whether it was Hu Jiujiu or Han Shanshan, they were both indelible pains in his heart. (Yao Chen and Wind Idle didn't have all memories of Han Shanshan erased, only the memory of her sacrifice. Yao Chen had always thought Han Shanshan was missing, but any intelligent person would know that after failing to find someone for so long, they are certainly gone.)
Not to mention Fairy Qing of the Flower Sect and Xuan Yi of the Pill Tower!
Looking at the silent Yao Lao, Xiao Yan understood in his heart. His teacher was in this ghostly state, so his Mistress was likely gone as well, right?
To alleviate the sadness in Yao Lao's heart, Xiao Yan proactively changed the subject: "Teacher, in your current Soul body state, is it possible to be resurrected?"
Before his Transmigration, Xiao Yan had known some mythological stories about Souls returning to bodies and the dead coming back to life.
Since those myths existed, there was no reason why people on this Fighting Qi Continent couldn't be resurrected!
"Why did you suddenly think to ask that?"
Yao Lao reached out and stroked his beard, floating to the ground to also sit cross-legged as he looked at the Disciple before him and asked.
"Logically speaking, Teacher, your Soul body is so powerful. If you found someone who had just died and forcibly seized their body, wouldn't you have a body then?" Xiao Yan told Yao Lao his thoughts.
"Hehe... you naughty boy, your idea is good, but resurrection is not that easy!" Yao Lao sighed.
"Does Teacher mean there is a way to resurrect?" Xiao Yan's eyes immediately lit up.
Seeing Xiao Yan's reaction, Yao Lao's lips moved, and he hesitated several times. Seeing Xiao Yan's expectant expression, he sighed helplessly and said, "In the history of the Fighting Qi Continent, no one has ever truly come back from the dead. Someone like me is merely lingering on."
After speaking, Yao Chen paused for a second and looked at Xiao Yan with a trace of guilt: "Actually, I had selfish motives for letting you Cultivate that Burning Technique. It is recorded in the Burning Technique that if someone can possess three types of Heavenly Flames, along with the skeleton of at least a Dou Zong, a Bone Growing Blood Fusing Pill, and the essence Bloodline of a Seventh-Tier Magical Beast, it is possible to refine a body that my Soul can attach to. If that happens, it would be a form of resurrection!"
Seeing Xiao Yan's expression become somewhat surprised, Yao Lao felt even more guilty: "Xiao Yan, actually, it's not too late for you to choose to give up the Burning Technique. I won't..."
"Teacher!!!" Before Yao Lao could finish, Xiao Yan interrupted him.
"..." Yao Lao looked at Xiao Yan with a complex gaze. In the first half of his life, he had raised that traitor Han Feng. When he met Xiao Yan, how could he not have been on guard? It was only through these three-plus years of observation and over a year of spending time together that he felt Xiao Yan was a child with an excellent Heart-Nature.
Saying these words today, Yao Lao also felt some guilt in his heart.
"Teacher, why didn't you tell me the purpose of the Burning Technique sooner?" Xiao Yan looked at Yao Lao and asked with a serious face.
Yao Lao: "???"
Xiao Yan stood up abruptly: "Teacher, since this Burning Technique can resurrect you, why would I give it up? How could I possibly give it up!"
Xiao Yan walked up to Yao Lao, stopping only twenty centimeters away: "Teacher, please rest assured. I will definitely succeed in Cultivating this Burning Technique. Even if it costs me my life, I will have you resurrected."
Yao Lao was stunned. He looked at the resolute Xiao Yan before him as if he were getting to know him all over again.
Feeling a bit awkward, Yao Lao immediately turned around, wanting to tilt his head back to stop his tears, only to remember that in his current state, there was no such thing as tears.
"Stupid boy, what's this talk about giving up your life? Your life is much more precious than mine." Yao Lao scolded Xiao Yan with feigned anger.
"Hehe..." Xiao Yan scratched his head and was about to say something more when suddenly, a sound like muffled thunder exploded in the air.
Immediately after, a lion's roar full of anger accompanied by intense energy fluctuations streaked across the sky.
"What happened?" Xiao Yan hurriedly grabbed his xuan heavy ruler and stared fixedly in the direction of the sound.
"The Sixth-Tier Magical Beast Amethyst Winged Lion King? Who has set their sights on it?" Yao Lao looked toward the distant sky at the fleeting figure of a woman in a plain dress and muttered in confusion...