After 20 Years Of Silence, The Clone Is Now Invincible

Bai Yan's eyes widened immediately.

Ye Shan and others also showed shocked expressions.

Hearing is one thing, but seeing it with your own eyes is another.

After confirming that her son really has eight companion flames, Bai Yan couldn't help but ask again: "Is it true that you became a Sixth Grade Alchemist?"

At the same time, Yan Xuri heard Bai Yan's words, came back to his senses, and asked Heavenly Fire Saint King with curiosity: "Dad, who was the person who just refined the fake Eighth Grade pill?"

Yan Bufan shook his head and smiled: "I'm not a Sixth Grade Alchemist."

Yan Dongsheng was slightly stunned, and the first thing he thought of was that his father had lied to them.

Yan Xuri looked at Yan Bufan and frowned. Not a Sixth Grade Alchemist?

"No?" Bai Yan was also stunned.

Yan Xuri asked: "Dad, isn't Bufan a Sixth Grade Alchemist?"

Heavenly Fire Saint King said: "Of course he is not a Sixth Grade Alchemist, he has become a Seventh Grade Alchemist now."

Heavenly Fire Saint King pointed at Yan Bufan and said: "Don't you want to know who made the fake Eighth Grade pill? Isn't it right in front of you?"

"???"

Yan Xuri was stunned. He was still wondering which old monster made the fake Eighth Grade pill, but it turned out to be a young man of 22 years old.

Not only Yan Xuri, Bai Yan and others were also stunned, staring at Yan Bufan in amazement, what? That fake Eighth Grade pill was made by you.

At this moment, the voice of the system suddenly sounded in Yan Bufan's heart: "Sensing the flame of the same origin as the Heavenly Dipper Fire of the Earth-Splitting Heavenly Dipper Fire, after absorbing the Heavenly Dipper Fire of the Earth-Splitting Heavenly Dipper Fire, it can be advanced to Ninth Grade."

Yan Bufan was slightly stunned. He really didn't expect to find the flame he needed in the Heavenly Fire Saint Mansion.

Yan Bufan turned and left the hall.

As soon as he left the hall, he saw a maid walking cautiously in the corridor, holding a transparent box in both hands, which contained a ball of khaki flame.

Yan Bufan turned his head, pointed at the maid, and shouted to the Heavenly Fire Saint King in the hall: "Grandpa, I want that ball of flame."

Hearing this, the Heavenly Fire Saint King instantly turned into a gust of wind and appeared beside Yan Bufan.

"You, come here." The Heavenly Fire Saint King waved to the maid.

The maid was startled to see that the person who spoke was the ancestor, and did not dare to disobey, so she hurriedly changed her way and walked over.

Heavenly Fire Saint King picked up the box in the maid's hand and handed it directly to Yan Bufan: "Take it."

Yan Bufan did not waste any words and immediately put it into the storage ring.

"Okay, there is nothing for you to do, go and do your work." Heavenly Fire Saint King waved his hand.

"Yes, ancestor." The maid did not dare to say more, bowed slightly, and retreated.

"Dad, I prepared that ball of flame myself to help Bai'er improve his strength." Yan Xuri said loudly.

Heavenly Fire Saint King glanced at Yan Xuri and said: "Who is older in this family, you or me?" Yan Xuri closed his mouth reluctantly, thinking that his father was too good to Yan Bufan, and he actually gave a valuable Sixth Grade flame away. "Let alone a Sixth Grade flame, even if it's two or three, if my apprentice wants it, your father has to give it to him." A voice came, and Yan Qingdong came with Yan Xitong and Ye Xiaotao. Yan Qingdong walked into the hall: "Your father took such a big advantage of my apprentice, is it appropriate not to bleed a little?" Yan Xuri and Yan Dongsheng were stunned at the same time, puzzled, what benefits can Yan Bufan take? Yan Xuri asked in confusion: "Dad, what's going on?" Heavenly Fire Saint King said lightly: "I ate the pill given by Bufan and broke through." "Dad, you broke through." Yan Xuri's eyes lit up suddenly. If this is the case, then this flame is not a loss. Yan Dongsheng was delighted: "Dad, you are only one step away from becoming a Saint King. That's great."

Heavenly Fire Saint King glanced at his second son, coughed, and said with a little pride: "No, I became a Saint King."

"???" Yan Xuri.

"???" Yan Dongsheng.

The two of them immediately widened their eyes, thinking that they had heard wrongly. Their father had become a Saint King. How could this be possible?

"He actually became a Saint King." Yan Xuri was shocked and murmured softly: "Don't say it's a Sixth Grade flame. Even if I give him five more Sixth Grade flames, it would be worth it."

"What kind of elixir did you take? It's so terrifying." Yan Dongsheng took a breath.

"My clone is also at the Saint King level now." Heavenly Fire Saint King said again.

"..." Yan Xuri.

"..." Yan Dongsheng.

The two of them were stunned.

...

"Daughter, what is your current cultivation?" Ye Shan also asked on the other side.

He found that he could not see through his daughter's cultivation, and saw that Heavenly Fire Saint became Heavenly Fire Saint King, so he had some expectations in his heart.

"I have already Conferred King, and I also took Xiaofan's elixir." Ye Yahan smiled.

"Conferred King?"

Ye Shan and Yan Qinglan took a breath at the same time.

Yan Xuri came back to his senses and hurriedly asked Yan Bufan: "Do you still have elixirs? Do you want to sell them?"

Yan Bufan shook his head: "No!"

Hearing this, Yan Xuri showed a look of disappointment on his face. It was such a pity.

"Master, Master." At this moment, a cheerful voice came, and Xiaobai rushed into Yan Bufan's arms like a gust of wind and climbed onto his shoulders.

Yan Bufan ignored him and said to Heavenly Fire Saint King: "I want to go to the dungeon to see my father."

Heavenly Fire Saint King nodded: "Okay, I'll let Xuri take you there."

Then, Yan Xuri took Yan Bufan's family to the dungeon.

Heavenly Fire Saint King and Yan Qingdong went to Qingyan Palace to continue the meeting.

...

Dungeon, Cell No. 12.

Yan Mu and Yan Jingxuan were in a daze.

Because of Yan Canglan, they just learned that Yan Bufan was not a waste, but a genius, and their hearts were shocked.

"Lord Canglan, are you telling the truth? You didn't lie to us, did you?" Yan Mu said in disbelief.

"Eight high-level companion flames, Sixth Grade Alchemist, is this really my son?" Yan Jingxuan murmured, completely stunned.

"Why would I lie to you, what's the benefit to me?" Yan Canglan shook his head.

"Lord Canglan really didn't lie to you, it's all true." At this moment, Yan Xuri came over with Yan Bufan and others.

"Dad, Grandpa, we are here to see you." Yan Bufan shouted with a smile.

"Dad, Grandpa." Ye Yahan and Yan Xiaoyue also shouted.

"Yanmei!" Yan Jingxuan ignored his son and looked at his wife.

"Good...good...good, you are all fine, that's great." Yan Mu said happily.

"How was the assessment?" Yan Canglan asked Yan Bufan.

"Of course it was successful." Yan Bufan replied with a smile.

"Awesome." Yan Canglan gave a thumbs up and looked amazed.

Then Yan Bufan's family chatted and laughed.

After a while.

Yan Mu smiled and asked: "Bufan, your Talent is so good, why do you hide it? Isn't it better to show it at the beginning?"

"Because of Grandpa." Yan Bufan responded with a smile. He had already thought of a reason to hide the Talent.

Yan Xuri and Yan Canglan looked over in confusion.

Yan Mu was stunned, with a puzzled look on his face: "Because of me?"

Yan Bufan nodded slightly and said: "Grandpa, do you still remember the story you told me to comfort me after I failed to obtain the fire for the first time?"

Yan Mu frowned, looking like he was trying hard to recall.

Yan Bufan smiled and continued: "You said that having too good a flame Talent is not necessarily a good thing."

"Eighty years ago, there was a disciple of the Purple Fire lineage who attracted countless people because his companion flame was too terrifying. Not long after he was born, he encountered an accident and his flame was dug away by others."

"Do you know? What you said at the time was too terrifying, and it left a shadow in my heart."

"This matter, I remember it." Yan Mu looked like he had suddenly realized something, and then frowned and said: "But what I said was the Ninth Grade flame."

"I have it."

Yan Bufan said calmly.