In his previous life, he had gone to the Tagar Desert in search of the Green Lotus Core Fire, relying on guidance from Yao Lao and gradual training due to his weakness.
This life was different. With the knowledge of his past and experience in his hands, Xiao Yan did not need slow accumulation.
He only needed to gather exotic flames and advance his cultivation quickly.
Thus, compared to the desolate, boring Tagar Desert, the chaotic yet rich Black Horn Domain suited his rapid growth far better.
Alongside these goals, Xiao Yan carried a slightly impish thought in his heart.
This time, he intended to use his strength to confront the high-ranking Snake Queen directly, rather than relying on the Heart-Falling Flame to seize opportunities.
He also wanted to see what story would unfold with Yun Yun once she met him.
Recalling the assistance from these two women in his previous life before reaching Dou Wang, a faintly wicked smile tugged at Xiao Yan's lips.
"This life, I won't freeload. I'll use my strength to truly capture your hearts and souls."
Seeing Xiao Yan's faint, sly grin, Xun'er frowned slightly, playfully pinching his side.
Brother Xiao Yan, are you thinking something naughty again? Your smile is almost from ear to ear!"
Snapped back to reality, Xiao Yan's black eyes met Xun'er's worried gaze, a rare flicker of being caught red-handed crossing his eyes.
"Xun'er, if, for some unavoidable reason, I have interactions with other women in the future, would you hate me?"
"Other women?" Xun'er froze, her petite face paling slightly.
"Other women! You mean that fox Ya Fei, right? Sister Xiao Yu- was right.....you men are all pigs! Even you,
Brother Xiao Yan"
Xun'er's rare display of emotion brought tears to her eyes, like delicate pearls on either side of her youthful face.
Though she had yet to fully bloom into a beauty, she was already heart-melting.
"Xun'er, don't be angry. I'm just joking."
Seeing her distressed expression, even Xiao Yan's battle-hardened heart softened. He pulled her into his arms for comfort.
"I'm not just talking about Ya Fei," he admitted, his voice tinged with bittersweetness.
"To truly gather them under my roof is far harder than defeating Hun Tiandi, or even Tian Xie Shen."
He realized then that loving these women required more than conquering them physically.....it meant winning their hearts as well.
Love wasn't merely desire; it was respect, care, and safeguarding their character.
Otherwise, even the most beautiful shell was meaningless.
Men might lust, but Xiao Yan's attachments were deeper.
Memories of shared experiences, mutual admiration, and respect drove his devotion. Strength could secure many things, but fate—and bonds.....transcended all.
After coaxing Xun'er back to her room, she shut the door on him with a pout.
"Hmph! I'm not talking to you!"
Listening to her soft, slightly quivering voice, Xiao Yan let out a small sigh. Standing at the door for a moment, he felt a trace of guilt before leaving.
"Time check… today is the day to deliver to Ya Fei, right?"
Exiting Xun'er's courtyard, Xiao Yan shook his head slightly, recalling Ya Fei's alluring, enticing figure. The lingering frustration faded.
Yet, shortly after he left, the door reopened, revealing her delicate, sorrowful face.
"Though this is harder than killing Hun Tiandi, this life, I will make it happen."
Shoving aside distractions, Xiao Yan headed toward Liu Panlong's courtyard.
Upon entering, he immediately heard Yao Lao's roar:
"Are you an idiot? How can you not understand such simple principles!"
Passing through the spiritual membrane laid out by Yao Lao, Xiao Yan's eyes widened in astonishment at the sight before him: Yao Lao, his pupils flickering with faint white flames of intensity.
Before him, Liu Panlong's face was a picture of bitterness and helplessness, resembling a scolded schoolboy.
Sensing Xiao Yan's arrival, Yao Lao drew a deep breath, regaining his calm demeanor. His gaze swept over Xiao Yan once, then Liu Panlong, his eyes betraying a hint of disdain.
"So foolish… explaining it in such detail, and you still don't get it. No wonder at your age you're still only a Third-Grade Alchemist."
Watching Yao Lao's expression of exasperation, Xiao Yan shrugged, shaking his head with a hint of amusement.
In his previous life, he had always thought his cultivation talent was good, and his comprehension naturally better than most.
But after venturing into the vast Daqian World and surpassing the Mastery stage to travel beyond, he realized: he truly was a genius.
Cultivation talent had limits, but comprehension was boundless.
In his past life, learning alchemy, Yao Lao would scold him occasionally, but not often.
By the Dou Zhe stage, he had already created the Heaven-defying skill, Fo Nu Huo Lian.
Yet Liu Panlong, who could earn Yao Lao's explosive rage, was a first for Xiao Yan to witness.
That was the stark difference in comprehension.
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