The Battle Through Heaven

The Battle Through Heaven
Hiring an Old Fighter


As the first morning sunlight leaked through the patterned windows, visible spots of light shone on the floorboards, forming a picture like a blooming flower, warm and beautiful.


Inside the room, Xiao Yan, who was sitting cross-legged on top of the green lotus, slowly opened his eyes. The faint green light emitted from the pitch-black pupils suddenly flickered, and disappeared in a split second.


Stretching his body, Xiao Yan inhaled a cool morning air, a feeling of comfort surging between his heart and lungs that gradually spread throughout his body.


After the night break, the fatigue on Xiao Yan's face completely dissipated, he gently descended from the Green Lotus Seat. With a wave of his palm, the Green Lotus Seat turned into a hazy green light and sucked back into the storage ring.


Straightening his clothes, Xiao Yan opened the door and entered the living room. While sweeping his eyes, he discovered that Hai Bo Dong was already up and standing by the window, silently staring out the window into the noisy street with his hands held behind his back.


Realizing that Xiao Yan had come out, Hai Bo Dong turned around showing his teeth and smiled, saying: "Look at your current state, you seem to have adjusted well, don't you?"


Nodding his head with a smile, Xiao Yan flicked the wide black robe, and said with a smile: "Come, let's take advantage of the busy Mo clan today. First of all we will go in to look for Qing Ling, then we will give a good birthday celebration to that old man from the Mo clan … "


"Looking at the murderous expression on your face, it seems like the Mo clan's happy event will quickly turn into a funeral arrangement." Hai Bo Dong looked at the cold expression on Xiao Yan's face and raised an eyebrow as he joked.


"Since he can order people to eliminate the Desert Metal Mercenary Company, he naturally must have some preparations for revenge. Although I do not wish to exterminate his family at this time, there is no reason to hesitate in killing the old man. " Xiao Yan stuffed both of his hands into his sleeves, smiled and said: "In addition, with the Mo clan losing their main support, I fear that their clan's position will decline rapidly. At that time, the three great clans in the Eastern Province would not give up on trying to devour the territory of the Mo clan. "


"Aren't you afraid the Misty Cloud Sect will come to help him take revenge?"


"Old man Hai, do you think the Misty Cloud Sect will come to kill two Dou Huang practitioners just because of the death of a little minister?" Xiao Yan smiled.


"Two Dou Huang practitioners?" Hai Bo Dong blinked. After a while, he rolled his eyes and said: "I've mentioned that I don't want you to drag me into it; this is a matter between you and them, and I'm out of touch. "


"Are Hai's parents afraid of the Misty Cloud Sect?" Xiao yan said with a smile.


"Sigh, don't use such lowly methods to persuade me and fight. Although I am wary of the Misty Cloud Sect, it is still far from my fear. I just don't want to make them angry for no reason but because of you. Once my debt to you is over, I will regain my freedom and go to the high heavens and the vast lands. " Hi Bo Dong threw away the words of withdrawal.


Playing around with the beautiful wooden table cup, Xiao Yan hesitated for a moment before sweeping his eyes up and down Hai Bo Dong, smiling authentically: "Old Sister Hai, you know, what is your Dou Huang starring in now?"


"Two stars. Why do you ask? " when faced with this question, Hai Bo Dong's face stiffened and replied bitterly.


"Oh, then may I ask how many stars you had before you were sealed?" Xiao Yan had a sly smile on his face, like a fox staring at a coveted rabbit.


"Fifth star." Hai Bo Dong said, while glancing at Xiao Yan.


"Five star Dou Huang ....., So it seems, even though the old man's Hai seal has been broken, he still cannot return to his previous peak." Xiao Yan said with a hint of regret.


Pouting his mouth, Hai Bo Dong waved his sleeve at Xiao Yan and said: "I have been sealed for decades, there is no way my strength will return in an instant. I only need maybe four to five years before my strength returns to its peak. "


"Ha ha, I'm afraid Old Master Hai himself is not too sure of his words. As we all know that sometimes, recovering one's strength after losing it may take longer than it takes to get promoted. Who knows how long it will take? " Xiao Yan smiled and shook his head.


"Xiao Yan, what do you want to say?" Hai Bo Dong asked as he glanced and scowled at the strange smile on Xiao Yan's face.


I just want to say, I might be able to let Old Master Hai recover his lost strength from the seal within a year and without any significant side effects. "Jari Xiao Yan gently patted the cup on the wood, laughing.


Hai Bo Dong's old face slightly changed when he heard what Xiao Yan had just said. His murky pupils showed little surprise but quickly returned to normal after a while. Carefully staring at the green flames, he hesitated and asked: "Which way?"


"Pil Purple Spiritual Recovery? Hai Bo Dong muttered a few times with a special look of excitement on his face. His eyes firmly fixed on Xiao Yan, licked his lips and said: "Well, what do you need as payment? "Hai Bo Dong did not believe that Xiao Yan, someone who would not wake up early unless there was an advantage to be had, would be very kind and help him for no reason.


"He he" after he heard this, Xiao Yan smiled like a cunning fox: "Since the Purple Spiritual Recovery Herbal potion is quite difficult to put together, it takes a lot of time to gather this potion. I will take care of the herbs needed for the pills, however, before I refine the Purple Pill of Spiritual Recovery, Old Minister Hai must remain by my side "


"…… What you're looking for is a long-term fighter, right?" Hy Bo Dong said with twitching eyes, instantly guessing Xian Yan's goal.


Xiao Yan had a smile on his face and did not deny Hai Bo Dong's words.


Seeing Xiao Yan's smiling face, Hai Bo Dong, frowned, his face showing unhappiness. No matter what, Hai Bo Dong was a powerful Dou Huang and he naturally did not feel happy when he let Xiao Yan use him as a fighter.


"Old Master Hai, you should know, relying on your own strength. If it wasn't for special luck, I'm afraid it's very difficult for you to return to the top in a decade. As long as you stay by my side as a guard for a small period of time, you could save a decade. This deal looks really good, do you know the amount of things you can do in a decade? ” Xiao Yan teasingly said, continuing to hit the last weak defense in Hai Bo Dong's heart.


Wearing a calm expression, Hai Bo Dong's heart continued to struggle. Xiao Yan did not bother to speak anymore, quietly sitting on a chair, waiting for Hai Bo Dong's reply.


The spacious living room has a rather dull and silent atmosphere. After a long time, Hai Bo Dong reluctantly sighed and looked at Xiao Yan. In a low voice, he said: "I don't care how rare the herbs are, I will give you a year's time. In this year, I'll look after you and protect your safety. However, you must unify those herbs and then help me refine the Spiritual Recovery Purple Pill within this period of time! Otherwise, if you spend a few years collecting plants, doesn't that mean I should continue to be by your side for a few years? "


"Oh no problem!" Hearing this, Xiao Yan slightly waved and replied. Smiling and nodding his head, he thought: a Dou Huang level bodyguard, this can be counted as a rare occurrence. In the future, he might offend the monstrous and tyrannical Misty Cloud Sect and having a strong and experienced person by his side would save him a lot of strength.


Although Yao Lao and Xiao Yan had secretly inserted something into Hai Bo Dongs body, Xiao Yan did not dare to say such a thing out loud. No matter what, Hai Bo Dong was still a Dou Huang practitioner with extremely high dignity. He could make transactions with others but would absolutely not tolerate threats.


If Xiao Yan really insisted on using this thing in Hai Bo Dong's body to stress him out and force him to become his guardian. Once he heard it, the once famous Ice Emperor of the Jia Ma Empire, would disregard his own life and immediately attack furiously. From a fight with a Dou Huang that went insane, even with Yao Lao's protection, it would definitely not end up with a good result.


Therefore, if it was possible to use mutually satisfactory conditions to solve this problem, naturally it was the best result.


Looking at Hai Bo Dong's slightly helpless face, Xiao Yan's palm gently caressed the Heavy Xuan Ruler hiding under his black robe, his face showing a proud smile.


After thinking about the bitter task he was about to face this year, Hai Bo Dong took out a piece of parchment from his spatial ring and threw it onto the table, helplessly saying: "This is the fruit of going to the street when you practiced last night. This is a rough map of the Mo clan, with this map you will manage to find a little girl named Qing Ling. "


Hearing this, a touch of surprise appeared on Xiao Yan's face. He took the map and looked at it carefully. He could not help but shake his head and exclaim: "It seems that hiring Master Hai as a bodyguard is a very wise decision."


Faced with Xiao Yan's praise, Hai Bo Dong's mouth moved slightly, not too bothersome.


After measuring the map, Xiao Yan carefully put away his map and stood up. The hood of his huge black robe was lowered, which made Xiao Yan suddenly look like he was being shrouded in shadows.


"Let's go, towards the Mo clan." With his body tightly wrapped, Xiao Yan smiled at Hai Bo Dong and turned to the room door to leave. Behind him, Hai Bo Dong also reluctantly wore a black robe, following Xiao Yan out of the room.


Once out of the room, Xiao Yan closed the door behind him, then walked down the corridor, followed by the stairs.


Near the door of the inn, a delicate woman in a tight moon-colored dress stood quietly. Her extremely seductive figure, wrapped in a moon robe, had a unique charm.


At this moment, he smiled and beside Ling Lin chatted cheerfully. In the hall, several fiery gazes were quietly focused on that graceful soft body.


After slowly descending the last staircase, Xiao Yan suddenly raised his head slightly, looking leisurely at the front door at this moment. When his eyes swept, he saw the faint trace of a woman with an unreachable temperament in a moon robe. Suddenly, his moving legs became frozen. It was as if Xiao Yan had been struck by lightning and was stiff on the spot!