Chapter 15 Xiao Yan becomes a disciple
A dark line passed across the transparent old man’s forehead.

He reached out and patted Xiao Yan's head.

"Are you daydreaming? What are you thinking about? You're drooling all over the floor."

Xiao Yan quickly came back to his senses, looked at the old man with burning eyes and said,
"Old man... no, Lao Dong... um, old sir, can you really make me an alchemist?"

"If you can really make me an alchemist and restore my lost fighting spirit."

"Then how about we just write off the matter of you absorbing my three years of fighting spirit?"

The transparent old man slowly floated onto the big rock, sat cross-legged, and looked at Xiao Yan with a smile.

"Want to learn?"

"Think about it! I want to!" Xiao Yan nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

The old man nodded,
"If you want to learn, then..."

Halfway through his words, a gleam of wisdom appeared in the transparent old man's eyes.

Turning his head to look at Xiao Ran beside the big rock, a tremendous spiritual power surged out.

But just as it touched Xiao Ran's body, it was suddenly bounced back by a powerful soul force.

I couldn't help but let out a sound of surprise.

"The Great Perfection of the Mortal Realm?!"

Xiao Yan scratched his head in confusion.

Looking at the transparent old man, he said,
"What's the environment? That's my brother Ran. You've been following me for so long, you should know that, right?"

The transparent old man looked at his naive disciple somewhat helplessly.

I started to think in my mind, is it worth it to receive such a money-losing thing?

He has been hiding in the ring all these years.

He also often observed the environment around Xiao Yan and knew some things.

I also know that Xiao Ran has a powerful martial art that allows him to become stronger just by sleeping.

But he never expected it, and it was just a slight test before.

He realized that this Xiao Ran was definitely not a simple person, not only did he possess powerful martial arts skills.

He also possesses powerful and immense soul strength, and his fighting spirit realm is already at the six-star level of a fighting master!

Not to mention Xiao Yan, even when I was this age, I didn’t seem to have reached this level, right?

You have to know that Xiao Ran and Xiao Yan are the same age, and Xiao Ran is only one month older than Xiao Yan.

This kind of talent is probably only possessed by the descendants of ancient families, right?
Thinking of this, a hint of sadness flashed across the transparent old man's eyes, followed by a hint of sarcasm.

Xiao Yan looked at the transparent old man for a long time without saying anything, and rubbed his bent knees.

Curiously looking at the old man, he asked,
"Senior, shall we start to become your disciple now?"

The old man rolled his eyes and said,

"If you can get that kid to become my disciple, I will give you a great gift. I will make you at least a fighting master in three years."

Xiao Yan’s eyes lit up when he heard that.

He quickly turned his head to look at Xiao Ran.

His eyes fell on the other person's peacefully sleeping face.

After thinking about it, I scratched my head.

"Uh, um, um, how about you wake up Brother Ran first? Then I can ask him for you?"

The transparent old man also saw Xiao Yan's little thoughts.

He gave Xiao Yan a look that said "learn from me".
Then he waved his sleeves and a stream of energy went towards Xiao Ran.

"Little guy, get up and become my disciple!"

Xiao Ran was lying down with his eyes closed, his mind immersed in his martial arts, and he was sensing the fighting spirit in his body.

Suddenly I realized that a strong wind was coming towards me.

He immediately opened his eyes, formed a seal with his palm, and headed towards the wind.

An invisible palm print went straight towards the strong wind.

The strong wind was dispersed in an instant, and the transparent palm print was still powerful as ever, rushing towards the transparent old man on the big rock.

The transparent old man's pupils suddenly shrank in shock.

"Soul Skill?!!!"

Then he realized that the soul handprint was coming towards him. He was now in soul state and had just awakened.

But he couldn't stand such soul skills that targeted the soul.

He quickly dodged, disappeared from the spot and got into the ring.

Xiao Ran, who had just left a big hole, angrily scolded Xiao Yan. "You guys can play whatever you want. If you wake me up again, I'll hang you up in the training ground and beat you up."

At this moment, a system warning came to Xiao Ran's mind.

He quickly fell down and continued to lie flat.

Xiao Yan shuddered suddenly and nodded repeatedly.

He raised his sleeves in fear and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

After waiting for a long time, I realized that Xiao Ran was no longer moving.

Xiao Yan then carefully walked to the other side of the big rock and picked up the ring on the rock.

She asked cautiously towards the ring,

"Teacher, teacher, are you still there?"

There was still no movement in the ring.

Xiao Yan scratched his head.

"Will you die from being slapped by Brother Ran?"

"No! I have to find a way to save the teacher! I heard that black dog blood and feces can drive away evil spirits, I have to think of a way!"

"you dare!"

A dissatisfied, old and angry voice came from the ring.

"What are you thinking about? I was just a little surprised earlier."

As he spoke, the transparent old man reappeared on the big rock.

Xiao Yan's eyes lit up as he looked at the transparent old man.

"Teacher, then, then we..."

The transparent old man shook his head helplessly, feeling deeply moved.

He was obviously a good young man at first, but after I absorbed a few breaths of his fighting spirit three years ago, no, several years of his fighting spirit.

How did it turn out like this after following Xiao Ran?
Feeling the other person's gaze, Xiao Yan scratched his head embarrassedly.

Hehehe laughed.

"Hey, don't worry about it, teacher. I'm just too worried about you!"

"Haha, are you afraid that I will run away with the bucket?" the old man said unhappily.

"Teacher, you also know this word?" Xiao Yan asked in astonishment.

The transparent old man glared at Xiao Yan.

"You forgot that I can sense what's happening outside!"

Then he shook his head helplessly and sighed
"Forget it, forget it! I can't wait any longer!"

"In that case, you are lucky, come and become my disciple!"

"Oh, okay! Teacher!"

Xiao Yan knelt down on the ground without saying a word.

He kowtowed repeatedly to the transparent old man and became his disciple.

After seeing Xiao Yan's complete manners,

The old man looked behind the big rock with some envy, and then helplessly looked at his apprentice in front of him with his mouth grinning like a lotus.

That’s all! It’s just my bad luck!

There was also a hint of sadness in the voice.

"Xiao Yanzi, remember, my name is Yao Lao!"

"As for my origins, you don't need to know them for now, lest you be too ambitious."

"You just need to know that the so-called Dan King of the Jiama Empire is nothing but a piece of shit."

Listening to Yao Lao's nonchalant words, Xiao Yan's mouth twitched fiercely.

"Then teacher, how are you going to restore my talent so that I can reach the seventh level of fighting spirit within a year?"

Yao Lao said seriously,
"The teacher naturally has his own plan for this matter."

While speaking, he actually looked at Xiao Ran again, obviously afraid that what he said might be overheard by others.

Xiao Yan curled his lips helplessly and said,

"It's okay, teacher."

"Just ignore Brother Ran. As long as you don't disturb his sleep, everything will be fine. After he wakes up, he's still easy to talk to."

(End of this chapter)