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

Deep within the Nether Serpent's veins lies the forbidden altar.

Without warning, the hundred-foot-tall stone tablet burst forth with a blinding light, its golden rays cascading down like a waterfall, instantly tearing through the deep darkness of the forbidden area.

Amidst the light, a phantom soul figure darted out like lightning, disappearing directly into the body of the figure sitting cross-legged on the stone pier under Yao Ming's delighted gaze.

Before Xiao Ling could even open his eyes, on the hundred-foot-tall stone tablet, in addition to the previously visible finger and palm imprints, a lifelike mouth-shaped imprint was slowly emerging from the surface of the tablet, its outline clear and exuding an ancient and majestic aura.

"The Wrath of the Underworld! Success!"

Upon seeing the mouth-shaped mark, Yao Ming was first stunned, then his face erupted with uncontrollable elation. It was a secret passed down through generations of his clan that only those who passed the Yellow Springs Demon Saint's test would reveal this final mark on the stone tablet.

Overwhelmed by ecstasy, Yao Ming had long since forgotten all other thoughts.

The final move of the Three Absolute Techniques of the Yellow Springs, the Wrath of the Yellow Springs, was the Yellow Springs Demon Saint's most powerful fighting technique, which he had longed for for a long time. Now, he could no longer hold back and immediately sat cross-legged, unleashing a torrent of boundless soul power.

However, just as his soul power barely touched the mouth-shaped mark, a powerful soul impact far exceeding his expectations crashed into his soul like a raging wave.

"Pfft!"

The fierce impact came unexpectedly. Yao Ming felt a violent tremor in his mind, a metallic taste surged in his throat, and he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

His body was struck as if by a heavy hammer, violently thrown away by the force. He staggered and crashed into the edge of the stone steps, finally tumbling down in a disheveled state, falling dazed and confused at the bottom of the steps.

A moment later, Yao Ming managed to get up with difficulty, his clothes were disheveled, his hair was loose, and his face was deathly pale.

He clutched his chest, breathing heavily, feeling a tearing pain deep within his soul, as if countless needles were piercing him. The pain made the veins on his forehead bulge, and cold sweat instantly soaked through his clothes.

He gritted his teeth and struggled to leap up, landing in front of Xiao Ling with unsteady steps.

Meeting Xiao Ling's somewhat strange gaze, Yao Ming couldn't help but shake his head with a wry smile, wiping away the remaining blood from the corner of his mouth, his tone filled with undisguised regret.

"What a terrifying soul impact... It seems that my current soul power is still not enough to meet the requirements for cultivating the Wrath of the Yellow Springs."

This ultimate technique demands far more soul power than he had imagined. The aftershock of that soul impact had already severely injured him, demonstrating that with his current soul strength, he was far from even touching the threshold of this fighting technique. The difference between the two was like heaven and earth.

"This Yellow Springs Stele is quite strange. The remnant soul of the Demon Saint has already dissipated, yet it still retains such power." Xiao Ling looked at the stele that still exuded a faint ancient aura and sighed softly, "The senior's abilities back then were truly unprecedented and unmatched."

He paused, then looked at Yao Ming, whose face was full of dejection, and casually offered some words of comfort.
"However, there is no need to worry. The Wrath of the Yellow Springs is a high-level Heaven-rank soul combat skill. It is reasonable that it has such demanding requirements on soul power. Moreover, the cultivation method of this unique skill has already been engraved on the stone tablet. If you can raise your soul power to the threshold in the future, you can come to comprehend and cultivate it at any time."

"You don't need to comfort me anymore. I am already at the late stage of the two-star Dou Sheng realm, and I still don't even have the qualifications to touch it." Upon hearing this, Yao Ming couldn't help but sigh heavily, his brows full of dejection. "I don't know when I will be able to meet such requirements. It seems that my fate with this Yellow Springs Wrath is ultimately shallow."

He looked down at his palms, his tone full of helplessness: "The path of cultivation for us magical beasts has always been that it is easy to become physically strong, but difficult to improve our souls. I have cultivated for a thousand years and have only just managed to hone my soul power to the peak of the mortal realm. It is already extremely difficult to take another step into the spiritual realm, let alone the soul strength required to cultivate the Wrath of the Yellow Springs. That kind of realm is simply an unattainable dream for me."

Thinking this way, Yao Ming's obsession with Huang Quan Tian Nu gradually faded, leaving only a heart full of despair and melancholy.

Seeing this, Xiao Ling didn't dwell on the topic any longer. With a flick of his wrist, a translucent white pill bottle appeared in his palm. He casually tossed it, and the bottle landed precisely on Yao Ming with a soft thud.

"This contains the Soul-Concentrating Pill, specially designed to repair soul injuries," Xiao Ling's voice rang out calmly. "You were injured in the aftershocks of the Wrath of the Yellow Springs, and you must be suffering from excruciating pain right now. Taking this pill will alleviate the pain and help you recover."

Yao Ming subconsciously reached out and caught the bottle. It was slightly cool to the touch, and the bottle had a warm, jade-like feel. He couldn't wait to uncork it, and a clear, mellow fragrance of pills immediately wafted out. The fragrance seemed to carry a refreshing power, and the moment it entered his nostrils, a subtle coolness arose in his sea of ​​consciousness, which had been throbbing as if cut by a sharp blade. The excruciating pain was quietly relieved a little.

Yao Ming was overjoyed and immediately raised his eyes to Xiao Ling, solemnly clasping his hands in a gesture of respect, his tone full of gratitude: "Thank you for the medicine!"

Without further ado, he tilted the pill bottle, and a lustrous pill with a faint purple glow rolled into his palm. He opened his mouth and swallowed the pill, which melted instantly in his throat, transforming into a gentle yet pure medicinal power that slowly flowed into his sea of ​​consciousness through his meridians.

In just a moment, the cool sensation spread completely, and the stinging and tearing pain that had been raging in his mind quickly lessened and dissipated as if the tide had receded, replaced by a warm and comfortable feeling that completely relaxed his tense nerves.

Yao Ming sat cross-legged and regulated his breathing for a while. After the turbulent blood and qi in his body calmed down and the stinging pain in his sea of ​​consciousness completely dissipated, he slowly finished his exercise and stood up after his condition returned to its peak.

He and Xiao Ling exchanged a glance, neither intending to linger here. They immediately moved, their figures piercing the darkness of the Nether Serpent's veins like streaks of light, speeding towards the Nine Nether Earth Python Clan's encampment.

The wind whistled past his ears, and Yao Ming's gaze inadvertently swept over Xiao Ling, who was walking calmly beside him, as he made his own calculations.

How could he not understand that since Xiao Ling had successfully passed the Yellow Spring Demon Saint's test, the legendary Demon Saint's blood essence, which contained supreme power, must have already fallen into the other party's hands.

This core treasure, which concerns the inheritance of the ancient demon saint, is of immeasurable value. However, Xiao Ling never mentioned it from beginning to end, which made it clear that he did not intend to take a single share.

Although Yao Ming felt a slight, barely perceptible envy, he had absolutely no intention of asking for it.

He knew very well that Xiao Ling was now not only a genuine Dou Sheng powerhouse, but also a ninth-grade alchemy grandmaster capable of refining top-tier pills. His status and position were far beyond what he could compare to. If he were to rashly bring up the matter of essence blood, not only would he not gain any benefit, but he would also displease the other party, and it might even affect Xiao Ling's future assistance to the Nine Netherworld Python Clan.

Moreover, from the moment he was subdued by Qinglin using the Azure Serpent Three-Flower Pupil, he was already firmly bound to Xiao Ling and his group.

He knew clearly that only by closely following in Xiao Ling's footsteps and occupying a more important position under his command could he secure better development opportunities for the entire Nine Netherworld Python Clan, allowing this clan to truly gain a foothold in this continent where strength reigns supreme, and enabling the gradually declining Nine Netherworld Python Clan to regain its former glory. Such long-term considerations were far more important than momentary greed.

Although Yao Ming's gaze was well concealed, almost blending into the surrounding darkness, it was no different from a candle flame in the night in front of Xiao Ling's perception, which was comparable to that of a peak Dou Sheng. There was no way for it to hide.

He caught a glimpse of the complex light flashing in Yao Ming's eyes out of the corner of his eye. The hidden envy and restraint in those eyes allowed Xiao Ling to instantly guess what Yao Ming was thinking.

Just as the other party had expected, he never intended to share the essence blood of the Yellow Spring Demon Saint.

Admittedly, this inheritance and essence blood were obtained from the ancestral land of the Nine Netherworld Python Clan. Logically speaking, he should give appropriate compensation, which would be reasonable.

However, Xiao Ling was not a saint without selfish thoughts. The Demon Saint's Blood Essence, a treasure containing the power of an ancient half-emperor, was valuable enough to shake the entire Dou Qi Continent. He had already secretly decided to leave this opportunity to his closest and most trusted people, as the Blood Essence could become a key aid for them to break through their cultivation realm.

However, Xiao Ling is by no means a cold-blooded and ruthless person who only knows how to take.

He was able to successfully enter the stone tablet space and pass the Yellow Spring Demon Saint's tests thanks to the Nine Netherworld Python Clan, who provided him with their full support. He remembered this favor and naturally wouldn't accept it all without giving anything in return.

He had already planned it out in his mind. When he returned to his base, he would take out a batch of high-grade pills that would help Dou Zun and Dou Sheng experts break through their bottlenecks and give them to the Nine Netherworld Python Clan as a reward for this opportunity.

Moreover, he also noticed that Yao Ming still harbored feelings for Huang Quan Tian Nu and had not truly given up on him.

Xiao Ling also had an idea in mind. When the time was right, he would have Qing Lin teach him a soul cultivation secret method that he had looked up from the spirit of the ancestral stone.

That secret technique is incredibly profound. As long as Yao Ming can calm down and diligently cultivate it, given time, his soul power will surely experience a qualitative leap. At that time, he may even be able to reach the threshold of cultivating the Wrath of the Yellow Springs.

This arrangement not only makes the most of the opportunity he has gained, but also repays the Nine Netherworld Python Clan for their help, making it a win-win situation.

As thoughts raced through Xiao Ling's mind, his speed remained undiminished, and the two streaks of light continued to rush through the passage of the Nether Serpent Vein, rapidly approaching the direction of the clan's territory.

Upon returning to the Nine Netherworld Python Clan's encampment, Yao Ming did not linger. He merely cupped his hands in a hurried greeting to Xiao Ling before transforming into a streak of light and rushing towards the main hall.

Now that he has regained control of the clan, the accumulated affairs within the clan have piled up like a mountain. Previously, in order to accompany Xiao Ling to the Yellow Springs Stone Tablet for the trial, he could only temporarily entrust all the trivial matters to a few elders to handle. Now that the matter of Xiao Ling's inheritance has been settled, those important matters that were delayed naturally need to be dealt with as soon as possible.

More importantly, he already had a completely new plan for the future of the Nine Netherworld Python Clan.

He knew that if a clan was content with the status quo, it would only decline further on this continent full of powerful people. Only by making sweeping changes could this trend of decline be reversed.

Such a decision requires unwavering courage, and Yao Ming possesses that very determination. He has complete confidence in himself and is certain that he can lead the Nine Netherworld Python Clan out of its decline and restore its former glory.

After returning to the residence arranged for him by the Nine Netherworld Python Clan, Xiao Ling quickly summoned the three Little Fairy Doctors and briefly recounted his experiences in the Yellow Springs Stele space.

Xiao Ling mentioned that the Yellow Spring Demon Saint, whose last wisp of soul has now completely dissipated, vanishing from the world without a trace.

After hearing this, the three women couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness, a sense of melancholy at the end of such a legendary life.

However, the past deeds of the Yellow Spring Demon Saint are ultimately just fodder for gossip. What is more important to everyone is undoubtedly the drop of demon saint essence blood he passed down.

Under the curious and expectant gazes of the three Fairy Doctors, Xiao Ling slowly opened his palm. In an instant, a drop of blood, entirely golden and shimmering with an ancient aura, quietly floated in his palm.

The moment this drop of essence blood appeared, the surrounding天地能量 (heaven and earth energy) suddenly surged violently, as if it had encountered a supreme ruler. The four clearly sensed that all the energy within a hundred feet of Xiao Ling was like frightened birds and beasts, rushing away to keep their distance and not daring to approach even slightly.

"As expected of the essence blood of a demon saint! Such domineering power!"

Medusa stared in astonishment at the drop of golden blood floating in Xiao Ling's palm, and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise first.

The invisible pressure emanating from that essence blood caused the surrounding天地能量 (heaven and earth energy) to actively disperse. This strange and powerful sight was something she had never seen before in her life.

Little Fairy Doctor and Qinglin also looked surprised and nodded in agreement. They had seen many rare and precious natural treasures containing immense energy, but they had never seen any treasure that possessed such domineering power that surpassed the energy of heaven and earth. Its mere existence caused the surrounding energy to retreat, which was truly terrifying.

"The greater the commotion, the more it proves the extraordinary nature of this essence blood." Xiao Ling, observing the three women's astonished expressions, smiled calmly, then with a flick of his wrist, he stored the drop of golden essence blood back into his storage ring.

"However, the energy of this demon saint's blood essence is too domineering and violent. If you absorb it directly with your current cultivation level, not only will the process be extremely dangerous and troublesome, but you may also be backfired by the energy if you are not careful."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the three women, and said with certainty, "After I've refined this essence blood to neutralize its domineering attributes, I'll share a portion with you. Then you can refine and absorb it, and your cultivation will surely experience a significant leap forward, greatly benefiting your future cultivation." (End of Chapter)