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

After exchanging brief pleasantries with Yao Chen and Xiao Yan, Xiao Ling turned and headed towards Ling Yuefeng's residence.

Before long, he stepped into the cultivation room. The space was spacious and bright, with patterns on the four walls that could gather the energy of heaven and earth. A faint spiritual mist floated in the air, and it was so quiet that only the soft sound of air currents could be heard.

Xiao Ling then found a spot in the center of the cultivation room and sat down cross-legged again.

The lotus pedestal beneath him lit up, and a warm, clear light flowed through the layers of lotus petals, spreading slowly like moonlight and coating the space with a soft halo.

Once seated, Xiao Ling raised his hand and held the rhombus-shaped ice crystal that contained the Red Lotus Karmic Fire in his palm.

The ice crystals remained crystal clear, but the eerie crimson lotus flame within was still restless, occasionally flickering slightly. The flames collided with the ice crystal walls, scattering tiny red sparks, only to produce a more intense icy blue glow on the surface of the ice.

Clearly, after being sealed off along the way, the struggle of this karmic fire is no longer as frenzied as it was at the beginning, but it still retains a bit of stubborn resistance.

Sensing Xiao Ling's gaze, the Crimson Lotus Karmic Fire within the ice crystal seemed to foresee its impending refinement, and its originally weak flames suddenly became frenzied.

It frantically crashed against the ice crystal wall, its crimson flames surging again and again in an attempt to break through the confinement. However, the icy blue light outside the ice crystal was like an impenetrable wall, and no matter how much it struggled, it only resulted in the flames growing dimmer and dimmer, without even managing to create a crack.

Xiao Ling took in this futile resistance and couldn't help but smile, lightly touching the ice crystal with his fingertip.

With a slight thought, the rhombus-shaped ice crystal melted like spring snow, turning into countless tiny ice shards that fluttered down, completely breaking the seal.

Freed from the ice crystals' restraint, the Crimson Lotus Karmic Fire's essence immediately transformed into a streak of crimson light, recklessly darting towards the corner of the cultivation room, attempting to escape.

But before it had flown more than ten feet, Xiao Ling flicked his finger, and an invisible, powerful suction force instantly pulled it back firmly into his palm.

In his palm, the crimson flames still writhed wildly. Xiao Ling looked down at the unwilling strange fire, a faint smile playing on his lips, his voice tinged with mockery:

"You still want to run away now that things are at their worst? Back in the Flame Sky Ancient Domain, I gave you a chance to surrender, but you insisted on self-destructing and struggling, choosing this path instead. Now, you'd better accept your fate and let me refine you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Ling gave the Crimson Lotus Flame no chance to react. He tilted his head back slightly, cupped the crimson light in his palm, and swallowed it whole.

In an instant, a scorching heat spread from his throat. He immediately closed his eyes, and his fighting spirit surged, officially beginning the refining of the Red Lotus Karmic Fire's origin.

The moment it was swallowed by Xiao Ling, the Crimson Lotus Karmic Fire sensed an impending doom and immediately launched an extreme counterattack. It frantically released scorching heat, far exceeding the intensity of the magma core, like countless tiny fire needles, crashing through Xiao Ling's meridians, attempting to burn his tendons and flesh, thus forcing him to abandon the refining process.

Moreover, the Crimson Lotus Karmic Fire unleashed its most bizarre ability: wisps of dark red light emanated from the flames, seeping into Xiao Ling's consciousness along with his blood and qi, attempting to stir up the sins and resentment hidden in his heart and disrupt his state of mind. As long as Xiao Ling's mind was even slightly compromised, it could seize the opportunity to break free of its restraints.

However, Xiao Ling had long been wary of Honglian Karmic Fire's wicked intentions.

His brow furrowed slightly, and his innate talent was instantly activated. Countless fine ice crystals appeared out of thin air, densely covering his meridians and the area around his dantian, forming an ice barrier.

As soon as the ice crystals appeared, they firmly locked the scorching heat of the Red Lotus Karmic Fire, preventing it from burning its body and limiting its escape range, instantly trapping this raging flame in a "cage".

At the same time, the fighting spirit within Xiao Ling's body suddenly surged along the circulation path of the "Burning Technique," like an orderly stream, and began to slowly envelop the source of the Red Lotus Karmic Fire.

More importantly, the fused strange fire within his body also surged forth. That cyan-gold flame, formed by the fusion of multiple strange fires, carried a pressure far exceeding that of a single strange fire, instantly enveloping the Red Lotus Karmic Fire layer by layer, as if putting multiple shackles on it.

The Crimson Lotus Karmic Fire, enveloped by the fused strange fire, struggled more and more violently, its crimson flames twisting wildly, yet it could not break through the encirclement of the golden-red flames.

Although it ranks eighth on the list of strange fires and is of top quality, the fused strange fire in Xiao Ling's body is the product of several strange fires being tempered by the "Burning Technique". Whether in terms of power or foundation, it is far superior to it.

Under the operation of the "Burning Technique" and the suppression of the fused strange fire, the Red Lotus Karmic Fire's resistance gradually became powerless. It could only watch helplessly as its own original energy was stripped away and refined little by little, eventually turning into pure fire attribute energy, which flowed into Xiao Ling's limbs and bones along his meridians, becoming part of his strength.

As time slowly passed, the commotion within Xiao Ling's body gradually subsided. The resistance of the Red Lotus Karmic Fire went from initial frenzy to weak writhing, and finally to complete silence. Even the last flicker of struggling flame disappeared without a trace, clearly indicating that it was no longer able to resist.

Without the interference of the strange fire, Xiao Ling was able to devote all his attention to refining it.

His eyes were closed, and the flow of his fighting spirit became increasingly stable. The path of the "Burning Technique" was like a precise stream, gradually guiding and integrating the pure energy extracted from the origin of the Red Lotus Karmic Fire, and incorporating it into his limbs and bones.

The cultivation room fell into complete silence, with only the energy of heaven and earth in the air following an invisible path, transforming into streams of gentle energy that continuously flowed towards Xiao Ling's body, seeping into his body through his breath and pores, providing continuous support for this refining process.

The lotus pedestal beneath him shimmered with an increasingly warm and gentle light, enveloping him in a serene halo. Only the occasional wisp of ice and fire emanating from his body proved that the refining process was still progressing steadily.

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Ancient Clan, Ancient Realm. Legend has it that this space was personally created by the Dou Di, the ancestor of the ancient clan. If one is fortunate enough to step into it, one will feel that this place is a different world from the outside world.

The continuous mountain range resembled a lurking ancient beast, its body composed of unknown black jade crystals, their surfaces shimmering with a faint purple-gold glow. Seven-colored clouds perpetually lingered around their peaks, within which flashes of golden lightning occasionally streaked across the sky—a phenomenon spontaneously formed when the energy of heaven and earth was at its most concentrated. In the mountain ravines, the rushing water was not ordinary river water, but spiritual streams formed from the convergence of liquid spiritual energy. The streams flowed gently, each drop containing pure energy enough to drive cultivators of the Central Plains mad.

The mountains and fields are covered with countless exotic flowers and rare herbs. Some petals are burning with an inextinguishable spiritual fire, while others can draw upon the spiritual energy of heaven and earth with the swaying of their leaves. Even the dust floating in the air is wrapped in a faint aura of spiritual energy. The spiritual energy here is hundreds of times more concentrated than that outside the Dou Qi Continent. A deep breath can make the Dou Qi of an ordinary Dou Wang cultivator stir.

Occasionally, a few figures would streak across the sky, clad in dark purple and gold armor with ancient clan patterns engraved on it, the patterns emanating subtle energy fluctuations.

The moment his figure swept past, a powerful aura inadvertently spread out. That aura was as heavy as a mountain, carrying the sharpness of someone who had been through many battles and the pressure of profound battle qi. If this were in the Central Plains, such strength would be enough to intimidate a region and make him a high-ranking figure in a major power such as the Wind and Thunder Pavilion or the Myriad Swords Pavilion.

But here, they are merely patrol guards of the ancient race, their steps steady as they traverse the mountains, their sharp eyes scanning every corner of the domain, protecting the peace of this ancient land.

This scene is enough to demonstrate the terrifying foundation of the ancient clan as one of the eight ancient clans. The top experts in the eyes of ordinary forces are just low-level guards here, and the strength of the clan elders and core disciples who live deep in the ancient realm is even more unimaginable.

In the most central area of ​​the ancient clans and ancient realms, atop a mountain shrouded in mist, sits a seemingly ordinary yet mysterious courtyard.

The courtyard was shrouded in a strange, pale purple spatial barrier, the surface of which was covered with fine spatial patterns that rippled gently like water.

This is no ordinary energy shield, but a barrier set up with the ancient clan's top spatial secret technique. Without the clan's secret token or special means of breaking the barrier, even a powerful Dou Sheng would not be able to force his way in and could only look on in despair from outside the barrier.

Since the establishment of the barrier, only the ancient clan chief, a few elders, and a very small number of core clan members with special missions have been able to pass through this place freely. Ordinary disciples are not even qualified to get close.

If one could pass through that spatial barrier, they would discover a hidden paradise within the courtyard. The courtyard was paved with smooth, mirror-like green jade slabs, and tiny, pale blue spiritual herbs grew in the cracks between the slabs, releasing a refreshing fragrance when a gentle breeze blew by.

Several ancient jade ornaments are scattered on both sides, some are cranes holding pearls in their mouths, and some are coiled turtles. The surface of the ornaments is surrounded by a faint spiritual aura, and it is clear at a glance that they are treasures that have been nurtured for thousands of years.

In the center of the courtyard, there is a small pond with ancient white lotus flowers floating on the water. Crystal dewdrops are condensed at the heart of the lotus flowers, and the dewdrops reflect the sunlight, creating tiny rainbows on the surface of the pond.

Several towering ancient trees stand by the pond, their trunks so thick that it takes several people to encircle them, their branches and leaves as lush as umbrellas, and their leaves in a rare purplish-gold color. Each leaf that falls transforms into a wisp of pure spiritual energy that merges into the pond, making the spiritual energy of the entire courtyard even more abundant.

This arrangement, without elaborate carvings, exudes elegance and freshness. The jade, ancient wood, and lotus flowers that are inadvertently revealed conceal immeasurable value, adding a touch of understated luxury to the courtyard's tranquility. Just like the ancient clan's millennia-old heritage, it is low-key yet cannot conceal its nobility, highlighting the noble status of the residents within this ancient clan.

Just then, the tranquility of the courtyard was broken by a few clear, sweet laughs. The laughter had a touch of childlike innocence, like a sparrow hopping in the forest, sweet, soft, and lively, clearly coming from a young girl.

Following the sound of laughter, the gaze finally landed on the tallest pavilion in the center of the courtyard. The pavilion was made entirely of warm jade, with delicate jade bells hanging from its eaves, which tinkled softly in the wind. At the very top of the pavilion was an open-air pavilion, with carved jade railings around its edge, and several pots of blooming purple stamen mushrooms placed beside the railings.

On the pavilion, a stunningly beautiful woman dressed in a light blue dress stood quietly.

Her long hair cascaded down her back, loosely held back by a single jade hairpin. Starlight seemed to shimmer among the patterns draped from her skirt, and she exuded a faint aura of nobility. Even the celestial mushrooms by the pavilion seemed to pale in comparison to her elegance.

In front of the woman, a little girl who looked to be only three or four years old was floating in mid-air.

She wore a pink dress embroidered with butterflies, her chubby little hands waving from time to time. She stepped on a faint wisp of seven-colored light, and with each wave of her little hand, the light would ripple, making her giggle. The sweet laughter that broke the silence just now came from this little girl.

This stunningly beautiful woman's identity is anything but ordinary. She is none other than the beloved daughter of the current clan leader, the undisputed leader among the younger generation of the clan, and the eldest daughter on whom the clan places high hopes—Gu Xun'er.

The noble and composed aura she exuded was both a result of her inherited bloodline and the dignified bearing honed from years of being at the core of the clan and in charge of certain affairs. Even when she was just standing quietly, she possessed an aura that commanded respect.

The little girl floating in front of her bore a faint resemblance to Gu Xun'er in her features. She was Yan Ji, whom Gu Xun'er had painstakingly nurtured using the Fire Calamity Fruit that Xiao Ling had given her earlier.

Watching Xiao Yanji waving her little hands and smiling brightly in the rosy light, Gu Xun'er's calmness gradually melted away, replaced by a gentle warmth.

A faint smile unconsciously bloomed on her lips, a smile that was gentle yet radiant, like the first ray of spring sunshine breaking through the melting snow. It even seemed to outshine the shimmering light around the pavilion, possessing a stunning beauty that made the world pale in comparison.

She slowly raised her hand, her fingertips slightly cool, and gently touched Xiao Yanji's chubby cheeks. The touch was as soft and tender as a freshly baked jade cake, which made Xiao Yanji giggle. Her little hands even reached for her fingertips.

Seeing this, Gu Xun'er softened her voice even more, with a hint of expectant smile: "Ling'er, soon you will be able to meet your father. At that time, he will definitely like you as much as I like you."

Upon hearing Xun'er mention "Dad" again, Xiao Yanji paused her fluttering little hands, and a bright, expectant glint flashed in her round eyes.

Although she didn't have a clear concept of "father," she remembered that it was a name Xun'er often used.

This vague understanding aroused her intense curiosity about the figure that only existed in words.

Soon, she transformed her curiosity into a more joyful emotion, opening her little mouth to make a few soft "ee-ee-ya-ya" sounds, as if responding to Xun'er's words, or as if expressing her own expectations.

Its chubby little body swayed gently with the laughter, and the colorful light surrounding it rippled in circles, making it look even more lively and adorable. (End of Chapter)