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Upon hearing this, Xiao Ling couldn't help but gasp slightly, secretly marveling at the terrifying talent of the Azure Serpent Three-Flower Pupil.

Qing Lin is currently only at the high-level Dou Zun level. Looking at the entire Dou Qi Continent, this level is already considered a top expert. However, she might not even have the right to look up to a Dou Sheng expert. Yet, she was able to subdue three Dou Sheng-level snake-type magical beasts with her special ability of the Azure Serpent Three-Flower Pupil, not to mention those powerful eighth-order magical beasts.

Such heaven-defying methods, looking at the entire history of the Dou Qi Continent, could probably only be achieved by a unique pupil technique like the Azure Serpent Three-Flower Pupil, which could give a Dou Zun the confidence to control a Dou Sheng powerhouse.

Even more astonishing is that the Azure Serpent Three-Flower Pupil holds an even more heaven-defying mystery: the user of this pupil technique can cultivate by taming serpent pets, subtly absorbing the energy and insights dissipated during their cultivation, thus nourishing themselves and accelerating their cultivation progress.

This feedback effect is closely related to the snake pet's strength and bloodline; the higher the snake pet's rank, the more astonishing the improvement it brings.

Now that Qinglin has three powerful Dou Sheng snake pets by her side, her future cultivation speed will surely reach an unimaginable peak. At that time, let alone breaking through the bottleneck of the Half-Saint realm, it will probably only be a matter of time before she reaches a higher realm.

Unfortunately, looking across the vast Dou Qi Continent, it seems there are no snake-type magical beasts stronger than these three Dou Shengs that Qing Lin can use his Azure Serpent Three Flower Pupils to subdue and cultivate with, thus benefiting himself.

Xiao Ling frowned slightly, pondering to himself. He went through all the information in his mind about the top forces and ancient species of the various domains, but he still couldn't think of any other snake-type powerhouse that could be compared with these three from the Nine Netherworld Python Clan. After all, they were real Dou Sheng realm experts, standing at the top of the pyramid across the entire continent.

Perhaps only in the depths of that desolate and dangerous ancient domain, shrouded in layers of mist, do some serpentine magical beasts with pure ancient bloodlines lurk. They live in seclusion, and the power of their bloodlines is enough to support their terrifying cultivation to break through to the ninth rank.

However, the unique nature of that desolate ancient domain and the dangers within it far exceed those of ordinary dangerous places. Looking across the entire Dou Qi Continent, there are very few records about it.

Even Xiao Ling, who had perused the ancient books and scrolls hidden within the Pill Tower, found that those scattered records were either vague or mere rumors, unable to piece together much information about the Desolate Ancient Domain, let alone know whether those high-level snake-like magical beasts with ancient bloodlines truly existed there.

Therefore, if Qinglin wants to subdue such high-level snake-like magical beasts again in the future to greatly increase his cultivation speed, he will probably have to rely on future opportunities and good fortune.

Just then, Xiao Ling's brow twitched slightly, and a wisp of soul power spread out, instantly sensing a figure breaking through the clouds and rushing towards this place from the edge of the sky.

Sensing the calm and composed aura, Xiao Ling immediately recognized the newcomer as Yao Ming, who had just regained control of the Nine Netherworld Python clan.

Since Xiao Ling had noticed it, Qing Lin, who had formed a master-servant contract with Yao Ming, naturally sensed it as well. Her pretty face twitched slightly, and she looked up at the sky.

Seeing this, the two immediately stopped their affectionate embrace. Qinglin got up from Xiao Ling's arms, straightened her skirt, while Xiao Ling stood with his hands behind his back, looking calmly at the courtyard gate.

The two then exchanged a glance, walked side by side, and slowly headed towards the gate.

As the two stepped out of the courtyard gate side by side, Yao Ming's figure broke through the air currents and landed steadily in front of them. The gust of wind stirred up by his clothes swept across the grass on the ground, raising a few fluttering blades of grass.

As soon as he landed, Yao Ming bowed deeply, his posture extremely respectful, his head slightly lowered, his tone full of genuine respect: "Miss Qing Lin, Lord Xiao Ling."

In response, Qinglin simply nodded slightly, her hand still clasped around Qinglin's arm.

Seeing this, Xiao Ling's lips curled slightly. His gaze fell on Yao Ming, scrutinizing him from head to toe, and he said with a hint of approval,
"The progress is much faster than I expected. It seems you are indeed efficient. Look at your complexion, it's much better than when you were in the main hall. The gloom between your brows has dissipated. I suppose you must be in a good mood now that you've regained control of the Nine Netherworld Python Clan Chief?"

Yao Ming then straightened up, a humble smile on his face, and respectfully replied with his hands clasped in front of his chest.
"You flatter me. I merely dealt with the most pressing issues in the clan first. As for the remaining complicated matters, I have entrusted them to several senior elders for their oversight. After all, the matters you entrusted to me are of utmost importance, and it would be inappropriate for me to linger on mundane affairs."

Seeing Yao Ming's proper attitude, Xiao Ling couldn't help but smile slightly, and slowly nodded.

"Alright, your attitude is commendable. Now, please take me to the Yellow Springs Stele that your Nine Netherworld Python clan is keeping."

Xiao Ling had mentioned to Yao Ming about wanting to use the Yellow Springs Stone Tablet before, but Yao Ming was busy dealing with the mess in the Nine Netherworld Python Clan and couldn't find the time to arrange this matter.

Now that Yao Ming has finally managed to free up some time, Xiao Ling is naturally eager to see the Yellow Springs Stele with his own eyes.

Yao Ming had no objection to Xiao Ling's instructions. His purpose in coming here was to take Xiao Ling to the location of the Yellow Springs Stele.

Then, he turned his gaze to Qinglin beside him, his tone still respectful, and bowed as he asked, "Miss Qinglin, would you like to come along?"

Following his words, Xiao Ling turned to Qing Lin and cast an inquiring glance, clearly thinking that if Qing Lin wanted to go, it wouldn't be a problem to take her along.

Upon hearing this, Qinglin slightly furrowed her brows, pondered for a moment, then gently shook her head and softly replied,
"I won't go. I've already exhausted a lot of my mental energy after subduing so many high-level snake-type magical beasts. I need to stay in this courtyard to recuperate and stabilize my condition."

Xiao Ling and Yao Ming naturally had no objections to this. Without further delay, they nodded to Qing Lin, turned around, and headed towards the depths of the clan's territory.

The two stumbled through the air, their figures flashing past like streaks of light at an astonishing speed. The mountains, rivers, and vegetation along their path were reduced to blurry afterimages, and they never paused for a moment.

In just over ten minutes, the two had traversed numerous mountains and landed steadily on an ancient altar. This altar truly deserved the title of magnificent, constructed entirely of towering blue boulders, each several meters tall. The stones were mottled and etched with the marks of time, with dark brown lines winding and intersecting, resembling some ancient totem, exuding a desolate and weighty aura.

Standing atop the altar, gazing into the distance, one sees the surrounding rolling mountains stretching out below, their ethereal beauty enhanced by the swirling clouds and mist.

Xiao Ling and Yao Ming slowly landed at the top of the altar, their gazes simultaneously turning to the center, where a massive, pale yellow stone tablet, roughly a hundred feet tall, stood silently, its shaft piercing the clouds, as if it had existed there since the beginning of time. A vast and ancient aura emanated from the stone tablet, sweeping across the entire altar, seemingly eternal.

"So this is the legendary Yellow Springs Stele..." Xiao Ling looked up at the enormous, towering stele, his fingertips gently stroking it, feeling the vast and ancient aura emanating from it, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
"As expected of the treasure left behind by that Yellow Spring Demon Saint, it is truly extraordinary. It's just a pity that the era of the Demon Saint had long since lost the source energy necessary to break through to the Dou Di realm. Otherwise, the legend of the Yellow Spring Demon Emperor would probably be circulating on the Dou Qi Continent today."

Looking closely, one sees numerous strange runes densely engraved on the stone tablet. These runes are dark gold in color, with faint shimmering light, as if they contain some kind of profound truth of heaven and earth. Just one glance is enough to make one's mind tremble.

On the stone tablet, besides the strange, shimmering runes, there was also a pattern of a giant finger reaching for the sky, and a palm print that was deeply embedded in the tablet, about half a zhang deep.

Strands of mysterious and obscure information slowly emanated from the patterns and palm prints, swirling around the altar. Anyone could tell that this must be the cultivation method of the renowned Yellow Spring Finger and Yellow Spring Palm.

It should be noted that the Yellow Spring Finger is a genuine low-level Heaven-rank combat skill, while the Yellow Spring Palm is even higher, ranking as a mid-level Heaven-rank skill. Both are incredibly powerful and capable of sweeping away opponents of the same rank.

However, these two inherited fighting techniques have always been kept secret within the Nine Netherworld Python Clan. Only successive clan leaders and a few highly respected elders in the clan are qualified to learn them.

Yao Ming gazed at the stone tablet before him, his expression growing increasingly solemn. He first stepped forward and respectfully bowed to the tablet, his movements meticulous, filled with reverence and awe for the Yellow Spring Demon Saint. Then, he slowly retreated to the side, his eyes filled with barely concealed anticipation as he looked at Xiao Ling beside him and spoke in a deep voice:

"This is the supreme treasure of my Nine Netherworld Python Clan, the Yellow Springs Stele. The final of the Three Wonders of the Yellow Springs, 'Yellow Springs Heavenly Wrath,' as well as the essence blood left behind by the Demon Saint, are all hidden within this stele. However, this inheritance is not something that can be easily obtained. Whether you can retrieve it depends entirely on your own strength and opportunity. But with your formidable soul power, I believe you are very likely to withstand the trials within the stele, gain the Demon Saint's approval, and inherit the supreme inheritance he left behind."

"Hehe, then I'll take your good wishes."

Xiao Ling smiled slightly and nodded in agreement, his brows radiating confidence and composure. He was quite confident in obtaining the inheritance of the Yellow Spring Demon Saint. In terms of Dou Qi cultivation alone, he might still be somewhat lacking, but when it came to spiritual power, across the entire Dou Qi Continent, as long as an Emperor-level soul was not present, Xiao Ling feared no one!
As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately composed himself, the smile on his face vanished, and his gaze suddenly became extremely solemn as he stared intently at the Yellow Springs Stele in front of him.

An extremely powerful soul pressure was slowly emanating from the depths of the stone tablet, like a ferocious beast that had been dormant for thousands of years awakening, carrying an overbearing arrogance that looked down on all living beings, and directly approaching his sea of ​​consciousness.

The Wrath of the Yellow Springs is a genuine high-level Heaven-rank combat skill! Even top experts at the Dou Qi Continent would turn pale at the mere mention of it.

Back when the Yellow Spring Demon Saint roamed the world, countless peak experts fell at his hands. Among them, at least 90% of them had their souls shattered by this move, Yellow Spring Heavenly Wrath, resulting in their complete annihilation!
This kind of combat technique, which is driven primarily by soul power, is precisely the most suitable for someone like Xiao Ling, whose soul power is extremely strong, to cultivate.

If one can successfully learn the Wrath of the Yellow Springs, it will undoubtedly add a powerful trump card to one's own hand.

As for the essence blood of the demon saint, its preciousness needs no further explanation.

Xiao Ling knew very well that if he wanted to achieve a leapfrog breakthrough in his cultivation and step into a higher realm in a short period of time, looking at the opportunities he had now, perhaps only the essence blood left behind by the Yellow Spring Demon Saint could play such a heaven-defying role in helping him.

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Ling moved and appeared on a stone pier directly in front of the stone tablet. He slowly sat down cross-legged, and the spiritual power within his Niwan Palace began to stir like a dormant dragon.

"Don't let anyone or anything disturb me during this time."

Xiao Ling spoke softly, his body trembled slightly, and then an extremely solid figure stepped out from between his eyebrows and finally hovered in front of the stone tablet.

The figure looked almost exactly like Xiao Ling, standing with his hands behind his back and a solemn expression. Only the faint soul fluctuations surrounding him made him appear more ethereal and mysterious.

Looking at Xiao Ling's solidified soul, Yao Ming couldn't help but admire him inwardly. As expected of a ninth-grade alchemist, his soul power was truly formidable.

The soul is inherently too ethereal and elusive. In the current Dou Qi Continent, Dou Qi reigns supreme, and few powerful individuals expend the effort to cultivate their souls.

After all, although the soul is the foundation of a person, without special methods to support it, it is difficult to achieve any overwhelming effect when fighting with others.

This is completely disproportionate to the enormous amount of energy and time required to cultivate the soul.

Therefore, the soul power of the vast majority of powerful individuals on the continent is only at an average level. To achieve what Xiao Ling did—to condense the inherently ethereal soul into a form that resembles a physical entity—is simply a pipe dream.

Even a ninth-tier powerhouse like him, standing at the top of the monster pyramid, only reached the level of a seventh-grade human alchemist because his innate soul power was not outstanding. Such strength was nothing compared to Xiao Ling's solid and incomparably powerful soul power, and he didn't even have the right to be compared with him.

After exchanging a few more words of advice with the ancestral stone spirit within his body, Xiao Ling's soul floated to the Yellow Springs Stele. Without the slightest hesitation, he took a step forward, and his somewhat ethereal body crashed directly into the cold, ancient stele. (End of Chapter)