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

As the blood beads on Xun'er's wrist fell into the blood pool one after another, the originally boiling and surging scarlet pool water seemed to have been slowed down, and the restless ripples subsided at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A half-zhang square of open water suddenly separated from the blood pool, as if the pool water was isolated by an invisible barrier, with only Xun'er's dripping blood suspended in it.

Instead of dissipating with the pool water, they seemed to be drawn by some force, constantly condensing and swirling in the center of the water, eventually forming a blood sphere about half the size of a fist. A scarlet aura slowly flowed across its surface, faintly revealing the profound aura of the ancient race's origin.

"Senior Xiao Xuan, this is the vast majority of the bloodline power I can draw upon." As the last drop of blood merged into the blood sphere, Xun'er quickly covered her fair wrist with her jade palm, and the bleeding stopped immediately wherever her fingertips touched.

She lifted her slightly pale face, her breath even shallower than before, but her voice remained clear.
“If I forcibly remove it again, it will damage my own bloodline level. If the clan finds out about this, they will definitely follow the clues to find Brother Xiao Ling, which will probably cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.”

"That's enough. The Xiao Clan will remember this kindness." Xiao Xuan solemnly clasped his hands in a fist salute to Xun'er once again, his withered fingers curling slightly as his emotions stirred.

As the former patriarch of the Xiao clan, he knew better than anyone the weight of this gift. Ancient clan bloodlines were extremely precious, especially the most valuable divine bloodline. Xun'er was willing to draw upon her own essence to help, which meant she had already staked her own bloodline foundation.

This seemingly small amount of bloodline power would take at least two years to replenish through self-cultivation, during which time one must constantly guard against the risk of bloodline level regression. Such affection far surpasses ordinary assistance.

Xun'er simply shook her head, not taking this effort to heart.

Her gaze passed over the scarlet pool and landed on Xiao Ling's tightly closed eyes. A soft curve quietly appeared on her pale lips, and her smile contained an unspoken concern. Even though her breath was still weak, her eyes shone as if they were filled with starlight. All her words were contained in this silent gaze.

Looking at the lingering worry in Xun'er's eyes, Xiao Xuan gently stroked his sparse beard with his thin fingers. A calm smile appeared on his aged face, and his voice was gentler than before.

“Girl, don’t worry. With me here to protect and guide you, and with Xiao Ling’s special physique that can harmonize the bloodlines of the Supremes, the fusion of the bloodlines of the Ancient Clan, the Xiao Clan, and the Dragon-Phoenix will not go wrong in the slightest.”

He paused, his gaze shifting to the crimson blood sphere suspended in the blood pool, a hint of certainty flashing in his eyes.
"Once the three bloodlines are completely fused, not only will the potential for rejection between the Dragon-Phoenix bloodline and the Xiao Clan's origin be resolved, but Xiao Ling's foundation will also be raised to a new level. At that time, the power within his body will be like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea. Both the purity of his battle qi and the potential of his bloodline will far surpass what he had before. This opportunity will be enough to ensure that he will have no more bottlenecks in his future cultivation."

As he finished speaking, Xiao Xuan slowly raised his hand, his withered palm hovering above the blood pool, a wisp of pale golden battle qi condensing at his fingertips.

The fighting spirit, like an invisible thread, gently wrapped around the blood sphere in the center of the blood pool, without the slightest sense of abruptness.

Under his control, the blood sphere, which contained the origin of the ancient race, slowly began to rotate, and the scarlet light on its surface became brighter and brighter, even causing subtle ripples to appear in the surrounding still pool.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Xuan's fingers flew into hand seals, and one after another, profound marks, like golden streams of light, were imprinted on the blood sphere.

With each mark placed, the blood sphere trembled slightly, and the luster on its surface changed accordingly, gradually turning from pure scarlet to a faint golden glow, subtly echoing the color of the Xiao clan's bloodline.

As the final hand seal was applied, Xiao Xuan flicked his finger, and the blood sphere suddenly burst forth with a soft red light. Then, like shattered glass, it peeled away layer by layer into countless fine blood threads.

The blood streaks, about the thickness of a hair, were crimson with golden light, densely suspended in the blood pool, like a red net of light, and slowly drifted towards Xiao Ling under Xiao Xuan's guidance.

The blood-red streaks moved slowly, yet with a strange rhythm, like a swarm of bees returning to their hive, methodically skimming across the crimson pool before finally stopping together outside the azure light shield surrounding Xiao Ling.

Without the slightest pause, the outermost blood vessels were the first to touch the light shield, and like water droplets merging into a sponge, they silently penetrated the barrier and landed on Xiao Ling's fair skin.

Following the first trace, the remaining blood streaks followed closely behind, densely adhering to Xiao Ling's arms, chest, and neck, like fine red vines slowly spreading along his skin.

Instead of burrowing into the meridians, they first gently wriggled on the surface of the skin, seemingly adapting to the two bloodline energies that had begun to merge within Xiao Ling's body. Only after their frequencies gradually matched did they slowly seep into the muscles, transforming into warm currents that surged towards his dantian and the depths of his meridians.

As Xiao Xuan watched the blood vessels penetrate the light shield and seep smoothly into Xiao Ling's skin, his heart, which had been hanging in suspense for a long time, finally slowly settled down, and his withered shoulders unconsciously relaxed a little.

His previously clenched fist loosened slightly, a hint of relief appearing in his cloudy eyes, followed by a soft sigh.

"As expected... Even without my guidance, these three top-tier bloodlines were able to find their own rhythm of fusion. Xiao Ling's physique is truly an anomaly that has been rarely seen in the Dou Qi Continent for thousands of years."

Before the words were even finished, the scene in the blood pool changed again. The fine blood vessels that were originally attached to Xiao Ling's body surface seemed to be drawn by an invisible force and began to travel rapidly along his meridians.

The crimson Xiao clan bloodline, the scarlet-wrapped-gold ancient clan bloodline, and the purple-gold intertwined dragon and phoenix bloodline—three distinct bloodline patterns collided and intertwined on the skin's surface. At first, there was a hint of tentative hesitation, but in an instant, as if finding resonance, they intertwined and permeated each other at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Crimson and scarlet first intertwined, shedding their sharp edges and transforming into a warm vermilion. Then, purple-gold patterns slowly spread across, like gold foil blending into cinnabar, spreading a faint purple glow on the vermilion background.

The three patterns interlocked and intertwined, eventually twisting into a new pattern that contained the weight of the ancient clan, the domineering nature of the dragon clan, and the agility of the phoenix. It slowly spread along Xiao Ling's limbs and bones, eventually converging in the center of his chest and condensing into a light purple pattern.

The light patterns resembled intertwined dragons and phoenixes, and also revealed the outlines of ancient tribal totems. They rose and fell gently with Xiao Ling's breath, exuding a supreme aura that made one's heart tremble.

"It's done!" Xiao Xuan clenched his fist tightly, his eyes shining with an unprecedented light, and even his voice trembled slightly.

“The three top-tier bloodlines have completely merged, and a brand new bloodline has taken root and begun to grow within his body! In terms of purity and potential, this bloodline is probably far superior to the Dou Di bloodline of yesteryear!” At this moment, Xiao Ling was enveloped in a light purple halo. The halo was no longer as sharp and repulsive as before, but rather as gentle as warm water, completely isolating the scarlet pool water in the blood pool from the outside.

Within his body, the three bloodline powers were slowly rotating around his dantian, forming a three-colored vortex. Crimson, scarlet, and purple-gold swirled and refined, eventually transforming into strands of pure, pale purple energy that flowed through his meridians to his limbs and bones.

With each flow, Xiao Ling's aura grew stronger, and even his previously gentle breathing became long and powerful.

Xun'er stood by the pool, gazing at the constantly flowing pale purple light patterns around Xiao Ling. A genuine smile finally appeared on her pale face, and all the worry in her eyes disappeared, leaving only relief and anticipation.

She could clearly feel that the new bloodline not only contained the inheritance power of the Xiao clan, but also the ancient clan origin she had given him, as well as the supreme pressure of the dragon and phoenix bloodline. The three combined to generate a terrifying power far exceeding one plus one plus one. This power was firmly rooted in Xiao Ling's body, becoming the strongest foundation for him to reach the peak in the future.

Xiao Xuan gazed at the pale purple figure in the center of the pool, a wistful smile appearing on his aged face as he murmured softly.
"The Xiao Clan has been silent for a thousand years, and its glory is finally about to be restored in this descendant... With this bloodline, let alone reaching the Dou Sheng realm, even the legendary Dou Di realm may not be out of reach. The only question is whether that final barrier can be broken..."

Just as Xiao Xuan was still sighing softly at the birth of the new bloodline, Xun'er's smile suddenly froze, her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if she sensed something, and her jade hand subconsciously raised slightly.

The next instant, a warm white light slid down from her sleeve and landed in her palm, transforming into an ancient token about two fingers wide.

The token was a warm jade color, with intricate cloud patterns carved along its edges and fine silver lines embedded between the patterns. It gleamed faintly in the dim light of the hall, appearing both exquisite and exuding the unique solemnity and grandeur of the ancient clan.

On the front of the token is a powerful ancient character, its strokes thick and heavy, carrying the weight of time, which is the emblem of the ancient clan.

Before Xiao Xuan could even ask, the token suddenly trembled slightly, its originally faint luster suddenly surged, and a warm jade-colored halo rapidly spread from the edge of the token, instantly enveloping Xun'er's hand.

The halo grew stronger and stronger, even revealing a hint of rapid fluctuations, and the air seemed to have become more tense.

"Girl, what happened? Did something go wrong in the message?" Xiao Xuan noticed Xun'er's expression change slightly and couldn't help but step forward to ask.

Before Xun'er could fully withdraw the battle aura from her fingertips, the remaining halo on the token had gradually dimmed. She lowered her eyes and remained silent for a moment, as if processing the information in the message. When she looked up again, a layer of frost had formed in her eyes, and her voice carried a hint of barely perceptible urgency.

"Senior Xiao Xuan, this message came from the disciples of our clan who entered the Sky Curtain this time. The tokens were disturbed just now because they are currently facing a life-or-death crisis. According to the news, the other three disciples of the Ancient Clan have been targeted by the Soul Clan and are currently being relentlessly pursued. Their situation is extremely dangerous."

“Soul Clan…” Xiao Xuan slowly uttered these two words. His originally relaxed brows suddenly furrowed, his turbid eyes narrowed slightly, and a faint glint of cold light flashed in his eyes. Even his voice unconsciously deepened, as if it had been tempered with a layer of frost.

His feud with the Soul Clan began a thousand years ago. Now that the Xiao Clan has declined to this state, the Soul Clan is behind it all. Hearing that the Soul Clan is causing trouble again during the Sky Curtain Journey, his pent-up anger surged up instantly.

Upon hearing Xun'er mention that her clansmen were in dire straits, Xiao Xuan said in a deep voice,
“Girl, you sacrificed most of your original bloodline to help Xiao Ling, and your aura is unstable now. You must not force yourself to move. Leave the safety of your companions to me.”

He paused, his gaze sweeping over Xun'er's pale face, his tone now more resolute.

"Your help to Xiao Ling is your help to my Xiao Clan. I will remember this favor and will not stand idly by. Moreover, the Soul Clan dared to act recklessly during the trip to the Heavenly Curtain. I will go and meet them and let them see that even though the Xiao Clan has been dormant for many years, this old man still has some of the power he once had in the Heavenly Curtain!"

Upon hearing Xiao Xuan's resounding promise, Xun'er's tightly furrowed brows instantly relaxed, and a look of relief appeared on her pale face.

She bowed slightly, cupped her hands gently in front of her, and greeted Xiao Xuan with a respectful greeting. Her voice, though still somewhat weak, was full of gratitude.

"In that case, Xun'er will thank Senior Xiao Xuan in advance. As for the disciples of the Ancient Clan, I would like to trouble you to take good care of their safety. On their behalf and on behalf of the Ancient Clan, Xun'er thanks you for your help."

In fact, when Xun'er received the message, she had already made a plan. At the moment, her source energy was severely depleted and her condition was not good, so she did not intend to interfere in this matter rashly. At worst, she would wait until Xiao Ling finished his cultivation and she had recovered a bit before settling accounts with those Soul Clan members.

However, Xiao Xuan's willingness to lend a helping hand is naturally the best thing for her. After all, Xiao Xuan was once a figure who stood at the pinnacle of the Dou Qi Continent, and he has been entrenched in this Heavenly Curtain for so many years. He must be adept at handling this kind of matter.

"Next, you should stay here and cultivate quietly to replenish your depleted bloodline power," Xiao Xuan said to Xun'er, his tone carrying a hint of admonition.

"The energy here is the most concentrated in the Heavenly Tomb. Cultivating here can be quite effective. I'll go and deal with those Soul Clan scum first."

Seeing Xun'er nod in agreement, Xiao Xuan said no more. A faint spatial fluctuation suddenly appeared around him, spreading gently like ripples on water. The next moment, his figure slowly faded away in place and completely disappeared from the hall.

After Xiao Xuan's figure completely disappeared, Xun'er's gaze returned to the blood pool. Xiao Ling was still sitting cross-legged, with light purple light patterns around his body rising and falling gently with his breath, steadily absorbing the energy in the blood pool.

She gazed at Xiao Ling quietly for a moment, making sure he was alright, before turning around and walking to a corner of the main hall, where she sat down cross-legged again.

With a flick of her finger, a jade bottle slid from her sleeve. Xun'er poured out a translucent pill, tilted her head back, and swallowed it. The pill dissolved instantly upon entering her throat, transforming into a gentle energy that flowed throughout her body, slightly alleviating the weakness caused by the depletion of her vital energy. (End of Chapter)