"But he stole the Heavenly Flame from the Inner Academy."
"So what if it's a Heavenly Flame?"
Ye Feng smiled. With a thought, a radiant multicolored flame appeared in the palm of his hand. The vibrant hues danced like a rainbow of destructive energy.
The aura it gave off clearly surpassed that of the Fallen Heart Flame.
"Su Qian, I'll help you this once," Ye Feng said.
He flicked his fingers, and the flame drifted gently toward Su Qian. "This flame has a time limit. It will dissipate after three years. After that, you'll have to figure things out on your own."
"…Many thanks."
Su Qian received the multicolored flame—Life-Transforming Fire—with great reverence. Then he turned around and bellowed, "Pursue them! No matter what, we must recover the Fallen Heart Flame—alive or dead!"
"Yes!"
Wings of Dou Qi erupted as the elite members of Jia Nan Academy shot into the sky, following Han Feng's trail as he led the pursuit of the fleeing Xiao Yan.
Ye Feng's lips curved into a smirk.
He knew this was only the beginning.
He wanted to see whether Gu Xun'er of the Ancient Clan would remain devoted to Xiao Yan—especially as Xiao Yan's fate was gradually twisted by Ye Feng's hand.
Ye Feng's spirit realm had reached the Emperor level, his Dou Qi cultivation was at the Dou Zun realm, and his physical body was comparable to a Dou Sheng. In the current Doupo Plane, only a handful of individuals could even hope to match him.
Being invincible… was lonely.
But corrupting Xiao Yan's destiny?
That was one of Ye Feng's little joys.
"It's time we leave," Ye Feng said lightly.
Zi Yan understood. With a flash of golden light, her body transformed into a colossal, hundred-foot-long Taixu Ancient Dragon, exuding ancient majesty.
Ye Feng casually reached out and wrapped his arm around Xiao Yixian's slender waist.
"Ah?" the Little Medical Fairy squeaked, her entire body freezing.
"This isn't your first time being carried. Why act like such a maiden?" Ye Feng teased.
Holding her in his arms, Ye Feng leapt onto the dragon's back. If being invincible was lonely, then teasing beautiful women was another source of amusement for him in this world.
"Oh, right. Su Qian," Ye Feng called out, "does your Jia Nan Academy have a student named Xiao Yu?"
"Yes. Because of Xiao Yan's theft of the Heavenly Flame, she was imprisoned," Su Qian replied.
"Release her."
"Understood."
"And bring her to the Alchemy Domain. I'll give her a chance. As for the Xiao clan… Xiao Yan's actions are his alone. Don't punish the rest of the clan. Let them go."
"As you wish."
"Zi Yan, let's go. Our destination—the Tianmu Mountains."
For Ye Feng, reshaping the plot of Doupo was yet another form of enjoyment.
…
At the edge of a sprawling mountain range, three streaks of light tore through the sky—two purple, one golden red.
"Amethyst Winged Lion King!"
"Taixu Ancient Dragon!"
The emergence of these powerful auras sent shockwaves through the mountain beasts. Especially the Taixu Ancient Dragon—ranked number one on the Beast Rankings—its presence alone stirred panic.
Buzz.
Buzz.
Buzz.
Figures stepped into the air, appearing in the dragon's flight path.
"You plan to stop me?" Zi Yan's tone was sharp, displeased.
"Good heavens... there's someone riding on the Taixu Ancient Dragon's back!" exclaimed a short elder with golden hair.
The others were equally stunned.
The Taixu Ancient Dragon was unmatched among magical beasts. Arrogant and proud, it seldom appeared in the Central Plains. When it did, bloodshed often followed. Even the Eight Great Clans avoided provoking one. And yet now, a human sat calmly atop one.
Upon Zi Yan's massive back were Ye Feng and Xiao Yixian. Though he had considered letting Ya Fei and Ye Xinlan ride along, Zi Yan had refused. In the end, Ye Xinlan rode the smaller Amethyst Winged Lion King, while Ya Fei used her personal flying mount to follow.
Their destination: the Tianmu Mountains, a revered region even within northern Zhongzhou.
Why? Because once every three years, the Tianshan Blood Pool would appear.
Said to cleanse and transform one's body, it held the mystical power to help a peak Dou Huang break through to Dou Zong.
Ye Feng came for one purpose—to help Ya Fei ascend to Dou Zong.
"If you're not here to stop us, then move aside," Zi Yan ordered coldly.
"Haha! Friends from the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan, we greet you." The golden-haired elder bowed deeply. "I'm Jinshi, Patriarch of the Gold-Eating Rat Clan. We're not here to block your path. Humans are granted eight entry slots into the Tianshan Blood Pool. We would be honored if you'd accept one of them."
He respectfully guided them toward a high platform halfway up the Tianmu range: Tianshan Terrace.
There, dozens of cultivators had gathered—each seeking a chance to claim one of the eight precious spots.
Ye Feng scanned the area—and his gaze landed on a familiar figure.
Xiao Yan.
Unlike the original story, Xiao Yan was no longer a peak Dou Huang. He had regressed, barely a Dou Wang now, and was struggling to stay airborne using his Dou Qi wings.
"Ye Feng… him again."
Xiao Yan frowned, a familiar sense of dread creeping into his heart.
"Xiao Yanzi, what's wrong?" asked Yao Chen's spirit from within.
"Teacher, I have a bad feeling. Like something terrible is about to happen."
"What makes you say that?"
"I don't know... but every time Ye Feng appears, my life falls apart. He's like my natural nemesis."
This was more than suspicion—it was Xiao Yan's inner intuition speaking.
But Xiao Yan wasn't the only one shaken.
Nearby, a girl in vibrant robes stood at the edge of the terrace, her figure elegant and noble. Her face was delicately beautiful, with a pair of striking purple-brown eyes that shimmered like jewels. Beneath her flowing dress were faint outlines of sleek white leggings. Her aura was regal, her appearance unforgettable.
Feng Qing'er.
The famed prodigy of Fenglei Pavilion, known across Zhongzhou.
As the Pavilion Master's personal disciple, her talent had drawn awe. Many cultivators would never reach her level in a lifetime.
But at this moment, she was uncharacteristically unsettled.
"Miss, are you alright?" an elderly guardian asked.
Feng Qing'er furrowed her brow. "Something… feels off. A strange urge stirred in me."
"Urge? You mean… to devour that Taixu Ancient Dragon?" he asked, lowering his voice.
As a member of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan, Feng Qing'er shared an ancient enmity with the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan. Their kind instinctively hungered for each other's blood.
But Feng Qing'er shook her head.
It wasn't just hunger.
She felt… drawn to the man atop the dragon. Not as prey.
But as someone she wanted to submit to.
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