Battle Through the Heavens: Reap the Red Lotus Karmic Flame at the Start

"Silly girl, your fighting style isn't suitable for me."

To everyone's surprise, Qing Lin seemed to have been prepared all along, and said directly, "Young Master, there is a way to cultivate, the same method as my blood exchange. As long as a Nine Netherworld Python Battle Saint cooperates, I am confident!"

Hearing this, his heart skipped a beat. After all, Qinglin never lied to him. If she wanted to give him a blood transfusion, he could immediately put it on the agenda once he agreed. Putting aside everything else, the blood transfusion would definitely not yield ordinary blood; it would have to be the most essential essence blood. Needless to say, the Nine Netherworld Python's Battle Saint must have been seriously injured or had its cultivation level dropped.

The price was undeniably high. Even though Qing Lin was already the queen of the Nine Netherworld Python clan, Xiao Yan knew he absolutely could not act recklessly like this.

Xiao Yan's wry smile deepened: "I know you want to help me, but this kind of secret technique can't be used recklessly. More importantly, the situation isn't that dangerous yet, so there's no need to take such a risk."

Xiao Yan gently patted Qing Lin's shoulder reassuringly, but Qing Lin was clearly not so easily forgiven: "It's all Grandma's fault. She only gave me one chance to learn all the fighting techniques. If I could get more Heaven-rank fighting techniques, Young Master wouldn't be in such a predicament now."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan understood perfectly. This was indeed Mingmei's style of doing things; everything she did was essentially for Qinglin's benefit. Knowing that Qinglin might reveal all her trump cards to him, she simply used this direct method to cut off any inappropriate thoughts Qinglin might have.

"Mingmei's approach was correct; you are her only successor."

"Silly girl, you have your own path to walk. You don't have to tie your entire future to me alone."

On this point, Xiao Yan was very sincere. He is now the young master of the Starfall Pavilion, arguably the strongest person below the Half-Saint level. With Yao Lao about to be resurrected and a Grade Eight alchemist, he is undoubtedly exceptionally talented throughout the Central Continent. However, when comparing himself to Qing Lin, Xiao Yan still believes that Qing Lin's future achievements are more likely to surpass his own.

A peak nine-star Dou Sheng, who has even touched upon the inheritance of the Dou Di realm, is not someone to be taken lightly.

Not to mention, Qinglin truly displayed her power in the Dan Tower, and her fighting skills could change the course of battle at any time. These are all valuable assets that Mingmei left her.

Qinglin's reaction this time was different from her usual acceptance. She looked directly at Xiao Yan and mustered her courage to grab his wrist. Xiao Yan was slightly taken aback by Qinglin's initiative.

"Young Master, but this is what I want!" Qinglin's tone was crisp and direct: "I just want to stay by your side forever. This isn't a burden for me, it's my wish!"

"Young Master, whether it's the Queen, the Battle Saint, or anything else, nothing is more important to me than you!"

Xiao Yan wanted to say more, but when he met Qing Lin's gaze, the words he was about to utter were swallowed back. Qing Lin's gaze was too direct, too pure; to offer further advice under such a gaze would be to betray her. Everyone knew why Qing Lin followed Xiao Yan so closely, and as the protagonist, Xiao Yan naturally understood even better; their relationship was already an open secret.

"I don't care who's by your side, whether it's Sister Little Fairy Doctor, Sister Xun'er, or anyone else, Qinglin doesn't care, she really doesn't care! Only I know what the young master means to me."

All the noises in Burning Flame Valley at night seemed to disappear from Xiao Yan's ears, leaving only the sound of his own and Qing Lin's breathing.

Qinglin took a deep breath. Outside the ancient clan, the situation was too tense for her to truly reveal all her innermost thoughts. Tonight, in Burning Flame Valley, she and Xiao Yan were alone in a private space, which was clearly the perfect opportunity.

"Qinglin knows her place. I don't aspire to be the young master's only one, nor do I aspire to be the most special or important one. It's enough for me to be a maid who serves tea and water to the young master and to stand in front of him when he needs me."

Qing Lin's words were filled with deep affection, naturally stirring up Xiao Yan's emotions. Xiao Yan knew of Qing Lin's feelings for him, but only now did he truly grasp the intensity of her love, far surpassing that of most women. Qing Lin's current attitude showed a willingness to possess him entirely, without any desire to compete or fight; her love for Xiao Yan was purely selfless and unconditional.

Their eyes met, and it was a rare sight to see Qinglin's eyes filled with only passion and sincerity, without any evasion.

Qing Lin, being able to become the new queen of the Nine Netherworld Python clan, was naturally exceptionally intelligent. She knew that she had to make everything clear at this time. She couldn't leave Xiao Yan any room for maneuver, otherwise their relationship would remain strange and ambiguous. Xiao Yan's cautiousness and prudence when it came to relationships was both his strength and his weakness.

Looking at Qing Lin before him, Xiao Yan disregarded all her identities; her strength alone was that of a genuine one-star Dou Sheng. Most people would spend their entire lives trying to reach this level, yet Qing Lin's attitude towards him was now utterly humble.

Xiao Yan no longer hesitated, and grasped Qing Lin's hand in his own, his palms conveying warmth: "Qing Lin, between us, there is no such thing as master and servant. I don't need you to be my servant forever. The kindness we showed each other in the Mo Tie Mercenary Group back then doesn't need to be repaid with your freedom."

"My words still stand. Once you've settled everything, come back to me. I'll be waiting for you at the Starfall Pavilion!"

Xiao Yan wasn't one for flowery language, but Qing Lin, who knew him well, understood that this was a genuine expression of his feelings. Xiao Yan was truly ready to accept her; their years of affection were finally confirmed at this moment.

Qing Lin could no longer suppress her emotions; her eyes blurred, and she nestled into Xiao Yan's arms. Xiao Yan did not refuse; how could he let such a beauty go to waste?

Then Qinglin took the initiative to tilt her head back and kiss Xiao Yan. The moment their lips met, Xiao Yan felt an unusual chill.

Qing Lin's kiss was quite different from Xiao Yi Xian's kiss. If Xiao Yi Xian's kiss was a mutual exploration, a slow and gradual progression, then Qing Lin's kiss was extremely proactive and submissive, with her tongue constantly lightly touching Xiao Yan's lips, as if she were guiding him.

Xiao Yan also felt the special sensation of kissing Qing Lin, relaxing completely and savoring the experience. This intimate touch was truly unique, and their auras seemed to slowly warm up.

With a flick of his fighting spirit, Xiao Yan gently lifted Qing Lin from the courtyard into his room.