pdf-ebookys 472. Bloodline of the Python King
472. Bloodline of the Python King
"Will changing the bloodline of the magical beast have any adverse effects on Qinglin?" Xiao Yan asked immediately.
For powerful individuals, fusing with the bloodline of magical beasts is not uncommon. In fact, the blood of some magical beasts not only doesn't harm the user, but can also allow them to absorb the essence of the beast's bloodline, enhancing their own strength. Many elixirs actually use the essence of magical beasts as their core ingredient, something Xiao Yan is naturally well aware of.
But what Mingmei is talking about now is "blood exchange," and Xiao Yan doesn't want Qinglin to turn into a real python-like magical beast later.
"How could I do anything that would harm Qinglin?" Mingmei glanced at Xiao Yan and then said, "This blood exchange is primarily Qinglin's, with the Nine Netherworld Python as a secondary agent. Qinglin will only extract its essence, without damaging the foundation of her original body. You can understand it as Qinglin's body originally being mainly composed of human blood, but now it is mainly composed of the king's blood of the Nine Netherworld Python."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan clicked his tongue in shock. The strength of a Dou Sheng was terrifyingly powerful; Ming Mei could calmly arrange such an unheard-of event. In this world, there are probably very few things a nine-star Dou Sheng powerhouse cannot do.
"What about the Nine Netherworld Python? It's very loyal to Qinglin." Xiao Yan asked subconsciously as he looked at Xiao Han, whose life force had vanished.
"With its royal blood taken, it will never be able to break through to the Dou Huang level. Considering its close relationship with Qing Lin, I will spare its life."
"That's good." Xiao Yan sighed. Given Qing Lin's personality, if she knew that the Nine Netherworld Python she had been with day and night had suddenly died, she would probably be heartbroken for a long time. Now, at least it is still alive, and Qing Lin can keep it. In the future, as Qing Lin's strength continues to grow, there may be an opportunity to restore its strength.
"Since you're here, senior, may I take my leave?"
As Qing Lin's condition gradually improved, Xiao Yan noticed that her clothes had been destroyed in the earlier clash of Dou Qi. In the urgency of the situation, he could only worry about Qing Lin's safety and hadn't paid attention to these secondary matters. Now that the situation was under control and Xiao Yan had regained consciousness, it would be extremely awkward for him to remain there.
"Don't rush. When Qinglin wakes up, she'll need you to help her with her questions. It's quite troublesome for her to digest the power of the royal blood on her own. If you use your strange fire, it will save you a lot of trouble."
"Okay." Since it concerned Qinglin's safety, Xiao Yan would never refuse, and he immediately closed his eyes to cultivate.
Watching Xiao Yan calmly begin his cultivation, Mingmei felt a pang of envy. Xiao Yan's composure far exceeded her expectations. Although she wasn't present in person, she could still sense Xiao Yan's two-star Dou Zun strength and his stable soul power. While Qing Lin's strength far surpassed Xiao Yan's, Mingmei, the one who instigated this, knew best the reason for the difference. She had paved the way for Qing Lin's entry into Dou Sheng; could Xiao Yan receive such treatment? She knew Xiao Yan had a teacher behind him, but that soul was worlds apart from hers.
"Do you think my choice of Qing Lin is really inferior to yours, kid? Don't be so smug, just wait and see!" Ming Mei looked at Xiao Yan with some dissatisfaction.
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Xiao Yan was cultivating peacefully when Mingmei flicked his wrist again, waking him up. Xiao Yan's cultivation was very stable, and this wasn't a crucial moment, so Mingmei's action wouldn't have a significant impact on him. However, the sudden flick startled Xiao Yan, causing him to tremble violently.
"What's wrong, kid? You got angry?" Mingmei, with her slender figure, looked at the somewhat bewildered Xiao Yan and provoked him.
Xiao Yan looked at Mingmei, whose playful mood had been piqued, but shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly: "Xiao Yan wouldn't dare."
Then Xiao Yan saw Qing Lin lying peacefully on the bed, while the Nine Netherworld Python had lost all its vitality and fainted to the side. Its essence blood had been drained, and now it was merely alive.
"The blood transfusion is over. Use the strange fire to help Qinglin circulate her blood and she will wake up. You are responsible for explaining to her... tell her it was just an accident. This girl is probably still soft-hearted."
"And what about you, senior?"
"My soul has long since dissipated; this is just a remnant of my spirit. It will naturally disappear once the task is completed," Mingmei said frankly.
"I understand." Xiao Yan always remembered Mingmei's kindness in giving him the arm of a Dou Sheng, and he always held this senior in high esteem.
Looking at Qinglin who was about to awaken, Mingmei's eyes showed a hint of relief: "Xiao Yan, take good care of Qinglin. I won't let you suffer."
"Xiao Yan understands, Senior, you can rest assured." Xiao Yan also clasped his hands in a fist salute to Mingmei. Then, Mingmei's wisp of remnant soul disappeared without a trace before Xiao Yan's very eyes.
The bright sunshine vanished again, and Xiao Yan looked back at Qing Lin lying on the bed. Qing Lin's clothes had been almost completely destroyed in the previous encounters, leaving her barely covered and revealing glimpses of her body. Suddenly seeing this shocking sight, Xiao Yan's face flushed, and a surge of lust rose in his lower abdomen. Qing Lin's figure was already quite impressive; this situation would be a tremendous test for any normal man.
Xiao Yan gritted his teeth and forced himself to calm down. He took out a large robe from his storage ring and hurriedly put it on Qing Lin inside out. Although her snow-white back was still exposed, the impact was greatly reduced, and Xiao Yan was at least able to calm down for the time being.
Xiao Yan took a few deep breaths to calm his heartbeat before beginning to unblock Qing Lin's blood vessels. However, what Xiao Yan didn't know was that some reactions are deeply rooted in a person's soul; once the valve is opened, suppression is only temporary. As long as another trigger appears, it will become uncontrollable.
Xiao Yan placed his palm on Qing Lin's back again. This time, the strange fire entered much more smoothly, and there wasn't as much strong cold air coming out to fight against Xiao Yan.
As the strange fire invaded, Xiao Yan also noticed the changes within Qing Lin's body. The once tranquil blood now concealed a chilling aura, and its flow slowed considerably. In some parts of the bloodline, Xiao Yan could even sense two completely different auras, after all, the bloodline of a magical beast had been implanted into her body, causing some difficulties.
Xiao Yan wielded the strange fire with ease, using it to clear the blockages in Qing Lin's bloodline and alleviate the excessive coldness within it. Qing Lin's body temperature gradually returned to normal, and she slowly opened her eyes.
Sensing the presence so close, Qinglin asked with a hint of surprise, "Young Master, is that you?"
"It's me. Calm your mind. There are still some areas in your blood that aren't flowing smoothly. I'll help you clear them completely in one go."