Chapter 382: Inheritance

Chapter 382: Chapter 382: Inheritance

The four people behind Yi Xiaoyao were utterly stupefied by the scene before them, especially the two who had just been defeated by Lu Zhan. A storm of shock raged within their hearts.

After all, the two of them had joined forces just moments ago, only to be completely crushed by Lu Zhan.

Yet Yi Xiaoyao had sent Lu Zhan flying with a single punch and killed him with a single slash of his sword.

"This... who is this guy?"

"He’s that Yi Xiaoyao Di Heng was trying to kill. But his power is so terrifying... I bet Di Heng is long dead at his hands."

"Looks like even with her connections to the Holy Pill Academy and her family status, Yi Lu won’t be getting the inheritance after all."

At this thought, a sense of satisfaction welled up in their hearts. They had always despised Yi Lu for relying on her connections to get this far. For Yi Xiaoyao to obtain the inheritance through his own skill and strength, on the other hand, was something they could wholeheartedly accept.

Just then, Yi Lu and her two companions all trembled as Yi Xiaoyao’s gaze swept over them, as tangible as a physical object.

His gaze was cold and indifferent, striking fear into their hearts.

After all, if Yi Xiaoyao could kill Lu Zhan, he could certainly kill the three of them with ease.

However, Yi Xiaoyao showed no intention of acting against them. He simply walked right past Yi Lu, a cold, blood-tinged gust of wind sweeping past her as he strode directly toward the Inheritance Hall.

A final checkpoint stood before the great hall’s doors. Yi Xiaoyao raised a hand, refined an Elixir, and the mechanism activated, causing the doors to open.

Yi Xiaoyao entered the great hall, and no one dared to stop him.

Then, the hall doors boomed shut.

Watching Yi Xiaoyao’s back disappear through the doors, Yi Lu stood frozen in a daze.

Yi Lu’s expression was complicated, her heart filled with an indescribable mix of feelings.

Just a moment ago, Yi Xiaoyao had approached her with a proposal: if she let him enter the Inheritance Hall, he would share the inheritance with her.

But she had refused to even entertain his words, rejecting his offer in the coldest possible manner.

’And now? Yi Xiaoyao had entered the Inheritance Hall anyway.’

At the same time, Yi Lu understood that there was absolutely no way Yi Xiaoyao would share the inheritance with her now.

She had seen his face, twisted in agony as he paid the price he’d spoken of—and there were likely other costs she didn’t even know about, all thanks to her. That Yi Xiaoyao hadn’t killed her was already an act of mercy. How could he possibly share the inheritance with her?

A look of regret surfaced on Yi Lu’s face. She had missed her chance to obtain the inheritance of the Red Butterfly Saint Witch Pill Dao.

Meanwhile, upon entering the Inheritance Hall, Yi Xiaoyao immediately deactivated the Soul Burning Forbidden Technique.

But he still had to face the consequences of Burning his Infant Soul.

Of his four Nascent Souls, the Cultivation of three had dropped by a full layer. If he had stopped even a moment later, all four of his Nascent Souls might have regressed back to the First Realm of Void-Entering.

’Looks like from now on, I absolutely cannot use the Burning Infant Soul technique unless I have no other choice.’

Yi Xiaoyao muttered to himself after sensing the change in his Cultivation, then turned his gaze to the front of the hall.

The vast hall was empty, save for a single scarlet Jade Slip. This was the Alchemy Dao inheritance.

Yi Xiaoyao stepped forward and took the Jade Slip. The moment he unrolled it, a Token fell out.

On the Token was a single carved character: "Pill."

Suddenly, a phantom image emerged from the Token. It was none other than the Red Butterfly Saint Witch, as beautiful as a celestial maiden.

Yi Xiaoyao hurriedly bowed.

"As expected of the one chosen by the Cyan Emperor. Even I am impressed by you."

The Red Butterfly Saint Witch’s beautiful eyes sized up Yi Xiaoyao as she let out a captivating laugh.

’Yi Xiaoyao’s heart tightened. He had already experienced this Saint Witch’s eccentricities. One moment she was cold as ice, treating him like an enemy, and the next she was all smiles, like a young girl.’

"Red Butterfly Saint Witch, I have done as you asked and won first place in the Alchemy Dao Arena. May I have the Cyan Emperor Order now?" Yi Xiaoyao asked respectfully.

The Red Butterfly Saint Witch giggled. "You’ve passed my test, so of course I’ll give you the Cyan Emperor Order. But not right now."

Yi Xiaoyao’s eyes shifted. He knew the Red Butterfly Saint Witch had more to say.

"This Pill Child Order is now yours," the Red Butterfly Saint Witch said, gesturing toward the Token.

Yi Xiaoyao raised an eyebrow. "Pill Child Order?"

"From now on, you are the Pill Child of the Holy Pill Hall. However, with your current power, you aren’t yet strong enough to command the Holy Pill Hall. Therefore, your next task is to first take control of the Holy Pill Academy," the Red Butterfly Saint Witch explained.

Upon hearing this, Yi Xiaoyao’s expression changed in surprise. He instantly understood the Red Butterfly Saint Witch’s meaning.

’So the title of Pill Child was actually equivalent to being the Young Master of the Holy Pill Hall!’

The Red Butterfly Saint Witch was planning to hand over the Holy Pill Hall to Yi Xiaoyao bit by bit, starting with the Holy Pill Academy.

Seemingly sensing his shock, the Red Butterfly Saint Witch said, "You carry a great burden entrusted to you by the Cyan Emperor, and your path is fraught with peril. Right now, I am the only one who can help you, and the only one you can trust."

"Therefore, the Holy Pill Hall will be your backing, and your escape route for the future. Without this fallback, you will sooner or later die a miserable death."

"This is also the only thing I can do for the Cyan Emperor."

As she spoke, the Red Butterfly Saint Witch let out a soft sigh.

Yi Xiaoyao could sense the sadness in the Red Butterfly Saint Witch. She had waited bitterly for the Cyan Emperor for five hundred years; her feelings for him were obvious. For the Cyan Emperor’s sake, she would also do everything in her power to help Yi Xiaoyao.

"I am endlessly grateful!"

Yi Xiaoyao offered his sincere thanks before a troubled look crossed his face. "But even just the Holy Pill Academy... I’m afraid that’s not something I can control, is it?"

Although the Holy Pill Academy was only a small part of the Holy Pill Hall, to the current Yi Xiaoyao, it was still a behemoth.

The Red Butterfly Saint Witch chuckled. "You don’t need to worry about that. Just go back and wait. The old geezers at the Holy Pill Academy will naturally come looking for you. I’ll take care of the rest."

With that said, the Red Butterfly Saint Witch’s phantom image dissipated.

At the same time, the palace Yi Xiaoyao was in also began to dissolve.

Yi Xiaoyao was momentarily stunned, then nodded thoughtfully. Seeing the palace fade away, he quickly stored the Pill Child Order and the Inheritance Jade Slip.

Then, Yi Xiaoyao looked around and realized it wasn’t just the Inheritance Palace that was vanishing—the entire Alchemy Dao Arena was gradually disappearing.

The great figures of the Alchemy Dao above all watched Yi Xiaoyao, who was still within the fading palace, their eyes gleaming.

"This young man is extraordinary! He’s destined for greatness!"

"Which family does this Yi Xiaoyao belong to?"

"I heard the kid spent a month at the Holy Pill Academy. He must be one of theirs."

One after another, these great figures of the Alchemy Dao began to discuss animatedly, trying to find out more about Yi Xiaoyao’s background.

After all, they had already witnessed so many miracles from Yi Xiaoyao during this Alchemy Dao Assembly alone. Now that he had obtained the inheritance of the Red Butterfly Saint Witch’s Pill Dao, his future was truly immeasurable. Naturally, these people were all thinking of how to recruit Yi Xiaoyao into their own sects or factions to nurture his talent.

Among these great figures were Yi Lu’s grandfather—the Grand Elder of the Holy Pill Academy—and several other high-ranking elders.

Seeing that Yi Lu had lost the inheritance, the Grand Elder’s expression turned ugly. He had paid a steep price to help Yi Lu get this far, only for it to end in nothing. He couldn’t help but let out a cold snort.

"Grand Elder, even though young Yi Lu didn’t get the Alchemy Dao inheritance, it’s better that it fell into Yi Xiaoyao’s hands than into the hands of one of those Alchemy Families."

Hearing the Grand Elder’s snort, the other elders smiled faintly, their words holding a hidden meaning.

The Grand Elder of the Holy Pill Academy’s eyes flickered. He had clearly understood their meaning, and his gloomy old face immediately relaxed.

"That’s a fair point. No matter how you look at it, the boy is one of our Holy Pill Academy’s own."

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