People in Doupo: The beginning of the game intercepts the rich woman Xun'er

Above the Tianxing Mountains, a slender black figure pierced through the clouds like an arrow, its scales gleaming coldly in the sunlight as it sped towards the depths of the mountains, accompanied by a whistling current.

Xiao Ling, dressed in a green robe, stood atop the broad head of the Rift Seat, his robes fluttering in the wind, his gaze steadily fixed on the direction of the Starfall Pavilion.

In just a short while, the familiar outline of the airspace gradually became clear in the field of vision.

Xiao Ling gently patted Rayquaza's scales, and Rayquaza seemed to understand his signal. Its massive body sank slightly, and its speed gradually slowed down.

Once he had regained his footing, Xiao Ling lightly touched the scales with his toes, and his figure leaped off the top of the Sky-Splitter like a feather, standing steadily in the void.

He raised his hand and stroked Rayquaza's smooth neck scales, a smile in his eyes: "Alright, you can go back and have some fun. We don't need you to escort us anymore."

Rayquaza let out a low roar, its massive head nuzzling affectionately against his arm. Then, it suddenly twisted its body to the sky, its long tail drawing a graceful arc in the air before turning and hurtling towards the depths of the Celestial Star Mountains. Its black figure instantly disappeared into the layers of mountains and clouds.

Watching Rayquaza's figure completely disappear, Xiao Ling finally withdrew his gaze and turned to the empty space in front of him.

The fluctuations of the Starfall Pavilion's barrier were already faintly perceptible, and the surrounding air seemed to be filled with the familiar fragrance of grass and trees and spatial fluctuations.

Xiao Ling slowly extended his palm, and with a slight thought, pale silver spatial power quietly surged from his palm, spreading out in front of him like water and slowly expanding into the void ahead.

As energy surged, an invisible, transparent barrier appeared before his eyes, with faint light flowing around its edges—it was the protective barrier surrounding the Starfall Pavilion.

He twirled his fingertips, channeling more spatial power into the barrier. In an instant, fine ripples spread across the surface of the barrier, and countless silver spatial patterns rapidly covered the barrier as if they were alive, arranging and intertwining in an orderly fashion under his control.

In a short while, the patterns converged into an ancient spatial door, with a faint energy halo around its edges. As the space fluctuated, the door slowly opened in front of Xiao Ling, revealing the familiar scene of the Starfall Pavilion behind it.

After the spatial portal opened, Xiao Ling did not hesitate for a moment. He leaped into the portal as lightly as a swallow.

As his figure completely disappeared inside the door, the door, which was made of spatial patterns, lost its energy support. The halo around its edges quickly dimmed, and the fine patterns receded like the tide, eventually fading and dissipating slowly in the void, as if it had never existed.

Passing through the spatial portal, Xiao Ling landed steadily on the bluestone path of the Starfall Pavilion.

The Starfall Pavilion disciples guarding the entrance to the barrier were taken aback when they saw him appear. They quickly realized what was happening, bowed in unison, and said excitedly, "Greetings, Master Xiao Ling!"

Xiao Ling nodded slightly to the group and said with a faint smile, "No need for formalities."

After a brief greeting, he didn't linger any longer. With a light touch of his toes, his figure transformed into a streak of green, and he sped along the winding path toward the main hall of the Starfall Pavilion. His robes fluttered as he quickly disappeared into the layers of palaces and eaves.

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Meanwhile, atop a misty mountain peak nestled among the layers of mountains behind the Starfall Pavilion, a young man sat cross-legged.

On the stone platform in front of the young man, an ancient bronze medicine cauldron stood steadily, the flame patterns engraved on its body shimmering with a dark luster under the light.

Inside the medicine cauldron, a cluster of dark red flames was burning fiercely. The height of the flames rose and fell with the young man's control, but it remained stable and never went out, roasting the medicinal herbs inside the cauldron until they emitted a faint medicinal fragrance.

The young man closed his eyes slightly, his fingertips constantly changing intricate alchemy hand seals. With each turn of his hand seals, the flames in the cauldron surged violently, sweeping over the medicinal herbs like living things, precisely catalyzing the fusion of their medicinal properties.

He was surrounded by a faint fragrance of medicine and fluctuations of spiritual energy. His expression was focused and calm, completely immersed in the rhythm of alchemy. Even the sound of the wind in the mountains seemed to become the background of the rhythm of alchemy at this moment.

On a viewing platform on another mountain not far away, two figures stood side by side, their gazes fixed on the scene of medicine refining on that mountain peak.

The old man on the left, dressed in a blue robe, with slightly white hair but vigorous spirit, stood with his hands behind his back and a leisurely demeanor. He was none other than Feng Xian, the current master of the Starfall Pavilion.

Standing beside Feng Xian was a serene man dressed in a moon-white robe, with a lean face and an air of detachment and otherworldly grace between his brows. This was Yao Chen.

He watched the young man manipulate the flames, a hint of approving smile in his eyes.

"Although Xiao Yan is not as stunning as his cousin Xiao Ling, his talent for alchemy is truly outstanding."

Yao Chen gently stroked his chin, his gaze falling on the young man in the distance who was focused on refining medicine. Watching the flames in the cauldron dance and tumble with the young man's hand seals, he couldn't help but chuckle and say...

"If he had been supported by abundant resources from a young age, and had a high-level alchemist to teach him, his current achievements might not be any less than those two peerless geniuses of the Pill Tower."

Hearing this, Feng Xian nodded in agreement: "It's truly remarkable. To have such control at such a young age, and now he has a 30-40% success rate in refining eighth-grade pills. Given time, this kid will definitely go far in the art of alchemy."

"Back when this kid first embarked on the path of alchemy, I specifically instructed Xiao Ling to pass on my old alchemy notes from my youth for him to study." Yao Chen stroked his beard, his tone tinged with pride, and chuckled, "It was those notes that laid a solid foundation for him, which is why he has reached such proficiency today."

Seeing his old friend boasting again, Feng Xian rolled his eyes in annoyance and complained, "Alright, alright, you're the one who did the work. Without your guidance as the Medicine Saint, this kid probably wouldn't have even embarked on the path of alchemy."

Despite his initial grumbling, he changed the subject, his gaze returning to the flickering flames in the cauldron, and raised an eyebrow, saying:

"However, speaking of which, the flame in Xiao Yan's cauldron must be a strange fire, right? Its color is dark red like burning stone, and its flame shape is condensed and does not dissipate. In my opinion, it should be the volcanic stone flame ranked seventeenth on the Strange Fire Ranking."

"You old fellow, you do have some eye for talent. That's right, this strange fire is the volcanic stone flame, ranked seventeenth on the Strange Fire Ranking."

Yao Chen smiled and nodded, his tone tinged with emotion, "This kid has only been in Zhongzhou for a short time, yet he's already managed to subdue a strange fire. He's truly incredibly lucky."

He gazed at the dark red flames leaping within the cauldron in the distance and added:
"I heard that this strange fire was found by this kid in the Flame Sky Ancient Domain. Back when I was young, I also went to that place and searched carefully, but I couldn't find a trace of the strange fire. This kid was able to make a discovery, he is truly blessed." Although there was some admiration for Xiao Yan's luck in his words, there was also a hint of satisfaction for the growth of the younger generation in his eyes.

However, given Yao Chen's current status and perspective, he has long since moved beyond the stage of being obsessed with the quantity of different flames.

He himself had refined the Bone Spirit Cold Flame and witnessed Xiao Ling subdue several top-tier exotic flames. Now, seeing that Xiao Yan could obtain the Volcanic Stone Flame, he felt more recognition and satisfaction for the younger generation's opportunity and naturally did not feel the slightest envy.

Moreover, the strange fire he has now subdued is actually a "pseudo-strange fire" born from the various strange fire origins that Xiao Ling fused with.

Although this flame is not on the list of strange flames, it condenses the essence of several top strange flames. Its purity and power are not necessarily inferior to Xiao Yan's volcanic stone flame, which is ranked seventeenth on the list of strange flames. In fact, it is even better in terms of the characteristics of strange flames and the compatibility of refining and controlling them.

Just as the two were chatting, Yao Chen's brow twitched almost imperceptibly, as if he had sensed some familiar spatial fluctuation, and his gaze suddenly turned to look at the horizon.

When he caught sight of the green shadow rushing towards the back mountain, a knowing smile crept onto his lips.

Seeing Yao Chen's unusual expression, Feng Xian also cast a curious and questioning glance at him, asking, "What's wrong? Judging from your expression, is something the matter?"

Yao Chen withdrew his gaze, turned to Feng Xian and chuckled, his tone tinged with relief: "Hehe, it's nothing. It's just that kid Xiao Ling, he's back."

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As Xiao Ling continued to venture deeper into the Starfall Pavilion, he soon sensed three familiar auras emanating from the direction of the back mountain. One was the energy fluctuation from when Xiao Yan was refining medicine, while the other two were the undisguised auras of Yao Chen and Feng Xian.

Realizing this, he turned and sped off towards the mountains.

As the distance closed, Xiao Ling's gaze swept over several towering mountains shrouded in mist, and he could already see the figure of a young man sitting cross-legged refining medicine on the mountain peak, as well as two figures standing side by side on another mountain peak.

He lightly touched the air with his toes, and with a series of twists and turns, he swept towards Yao Chen and Feng Xian like a blue rainbow, and landed steadily beside them a moment later.

Xiao Ling stood still, cupped his hands in greeting to the two, and said loudly, "Greetings, Elder Yao, greetings, Elder Feng."

Upon seeing Xiao Ling's return, both elders wore genuine smiles.

Feng Xian looked him up and down, then chuckled and teased, "Xiao Ling, you've been away from Starfall Pavilion for quite some time now. You've finally decided to come back."

Yao Chen nodded in agreement, a smile in his eyes: "I only sent you a message a short while ago, and you've already arrived. You're quite fast on your journey. It seems you've taken care of things on Ancient Dragon Island."

Faced with the questions from the two seniors, Xiao Ling did not hide anything and answered them calmly one by one.

The two then asked about the recent situation on Gulong Island. Xiao Ling selected some suitable information and gave a brief account, allowing the two elders to have a general understanding of his trip.

After listening to Xiao Ling's story, Yao Chen remained calm and composed. With his current cultivation level and perspective, his composure was already at a high level, and even the secrets of the Ancient Dragon Clan of the Void did not cause him to show much emotion.

Feng Xian, standing to the side, was different. After listening, his face showed undisguised shock, and he couldn't help but exclaim:

"I never imagined that the most mysterious of the three great magical beast races on the Dou Qi Continent, the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan, would have such internal turmoil. In the end, it was actually Zi Yan, that lively little girl who used to hop around in the Starfall Pavilion, who became the new Dragon Emperor of the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan. Truly, the world is full of wonders."

"Speaking of which, it's been a while since I've seen that girl. Now that she's become the new Dragon Emperor, I wonder if I'll ever have the chance to see her again."

“Of course there is an opportunity.” Xiao Ling smiled and explained gently, “If it weren’t for the current complicated affairs within the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan, which prevented the new Dragon Emperor Zi Yan from taking the time to come back to Xingyun Pavilion with me, she would have liked to do so. Once she has sorted out the affairs of the clan, she will definitely come to Xingyun Pavilion to visit in person, and then Elder Feng will be able to meet her.”

As the three chatted idly, Xiao Yan, atop a distant mountain peak, had entered the final stage of alchemy. Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, and with a flurry of fingertips, he formed several exquisite alchemy hand seals, causing the bronze cauldron in front of him to hum loudly.

The dark red volcanic rock flame in the cauldron suddenly burst forth, and the fire suddenly became even more ferocious. The flames almost engulfed the entire cauldron, and the medicinal fragrance in the air became extremely strong.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Yan clasped his hands together and slammed them down on the top of the cauldron. With a muffled "bang," a surge of energy spread outwards from the cauldron, causing the leaves in the mountainside to rustle.

He stood up, a glint of excitement in his eyes, and shouted, "Rise!"

The moment the words fell, a dazzling crimson light suddenly erupted from within the cauldron, and a thick beam of energy burst through the cauldron's mouth, shooting straight into the sky like an angry dragon.

Where the beam of light passed, the originally clear sky was quickly covered by dark clouds. In a short while, the mountains were covered with dark clouds, and rolling thunderclouds surged and gathered in the clouds, while lightning snakes crackled and slithered between the clouds.

As the thunderclouds continued to gather, strange colors gradually appeared deep within the clouds, eventually emerging as thunderclouds interwoven with purple, gold, and cyan. The roar of thunder echoed throughout the valley, clearly an unusual phenomenon caused by the pill being about to be completed.

Such a display of power is enough to show that the quality of the pills Xiao Yan refined this time must be extraordinary.

"Eighth-grade three-colored thunderclouds, tsk tsk, it seems Xiao Yan's alchemy skills have improved quite a bit." Xiao Ling raised an eyebrow upon seeing this, gazing at the rolling three-colored thunderclouds in the sky, his tone filled with sincere admiration.

It must be said that Xiao Yan's talent for alchemy is indeed top-notch. Now, not only has he subdued the strange fire, but his soul power has also likely reached the Spirit Realm level. Such a level would be enough to make him a grandmaster of alchemy in the Central Plains, and he would be admired by countless people wherever he goes.

As the three-colored thunderbolts fully coalesced, a rift suddenly tore open deep within the clouds, and a bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket, carrying an aura of destruction, slashed down fiercely from the thunderclouds, heading straight for the medicine cauldron below.

Seeing this, Xiao Yan was not flustered at all. He flipped his hand, and the spiritual light of the storage ring between his fingers flashed. A stream of brilliant golden light suddenly leaped out and transformed into a ten-foot-tall Heavenly Demon Puppet upon landing.

Under Xiao Yan's control, the Heavenly Demon Puppet suddenly crossed its arms in front of its body, and leaped into the air, charging headlong into the thick bolt of lightning that was slashing down. (End of Chapter)