With the appearance of the cave entrance, Xiao Yan finally showed a trace of delight. He slowly descended to the ground, then walked into the pitch-black cave.
"Young Master, I… I'm scared…"Qinglin had already slipped out of Xiao Yan's arms, and her small hand nervously pinched the corner of his clothes as she whispered.
Seeing her timid, frightened look, Xiao Yan remembered that she was just a powerless little girl.
"Don't be afraid." He gently patted her small shoulder, and a beautiful seven-colored flame rose in his hand.
The rainbow-colored Wan Shou Linghuo emitted a mesmerizing radiance, lighting up the originally dark passage. Qinglin's eyes instantly sparkled like stars as she stared at the flame.
"Pretty?" Xiao Yan asked, looking at her young face.
"Mhm!" Qinglin nodded softly.
Sigh… women really were easily bewitched by flashy things.
Xiao Yan shook his head helplessly.
Men, on the other hand, were not so shallow—men were only bewitched by flashy women.
Just like that, the two continued down the passage. Any obstacle they encountered, Xiao Yan casually wiped out with a single strike, flattening everything in their path.
Witnessing Xiao Yan's methods, Qinglin grew increasingly curious and reverent toward her new master, yet her deep-rooted inferiority and fear kept her from asking anything.
At the end of the tunnel, multiple branching paths appeared. Without even thinking, Xiao Yan picked one and walked in.
After all, he was already a Three-Star Dou Zong, and his soul strength was terrifying. Tracking the aura of the Qinglian Dixinhuo wasn't difficult at all.
Soon, the two entered a new tunnel, and as they walked, waves of scorching heat swept over them.
The deeper they went, the hotter it became. Xiao Yan's expression didn't change in the slightest—he didn't even sweat. With his cultivation, even without the Yin-Yang Sheng Linghuo protecting him, this heat couldn't affect him.
What surprised him was Qinglin—despite being terrified, she also didn't sweat at all.
"This girl's physique really is different," Xiao Yan murmured with a slight smile. Suddenly, he crouched down and stared at Qinglin face-to-face.
"Y-Young Master… what are you doing?"Startled by his sudden closeness, Qinglin jumped, crossed her arms over her chest, and looked at him fearfully.
"Damn it… do I look that scary?" Xiao Yan thought speechlessly. His eyes focused on Qinglin's pupils.
In those crystal-clear eyes, deep within, three small green petal-shaped light points faintly glowed.
"Bi She San Hua Tong… as expected, it's different." Xiao Yan's heart stirred with speculation.
Could Qinglin's body also contain the bloodline of the Seven-Color Clan? After all, the Snake-People were their descendants.
But right now, he had no way to confirm that. What mattered was the Qinglian Dixinhuo.
So the two continued forward. As the tunnel's temperature reached unbearable levels, a faint red glow finally appeared in Xiao Yan's vision.
"We're close." Excitement flashed in his eyes. After a short walk, a blazing underground world appeared before them.
But the moment the scene unfolded, Xiao Yan's expression turned grim.
The underground world was dark-red, and before them stretched a massive ocean of magma.
Fiery molten rock flowed endlessly, occasionally bubbling and splashing large bursts upward.
To Qinglin, the sight was shocking. But Xiao Yan's attention was completely captured by a corpse ahead.
It was the mangled body of a two-headed serpent-type magical beast. Its scales were torn apart, and both magic cores along with valuable materials had been taken.
Without a doubt, this was the Shuangtou Huoling She.
A beast comparable to a Dou Ling—and inside magma, even a Dou Wang could barely threaten it—yet it was dead.
This meant someone at least at peak Dou Wang level had been here.
The serpent's death didn't bother Xiao Yan much. What he truly worried about was whether the Qinglian Dixinhuo beneath the magma had been taken.
He turned to Qinglin.
"I'm going down beneath this magma sea. Do you want to come with me?"
"Yes—ah?"She nodded, then immediately looked confused.
"We're going under the magma?"
"That's right."
Xiao Yan nodded, anxiety growing. He ignored her dazed expression, pulled her by the waist, and summoned a Dou Qi barrier. Yin-Yang Sheng Linghuo burned atop the barrier.
Then—amid Qinglin's scream—he leapt into the magma with a splash.
"Am I dead? Is this the underworld?"When Qinglin finally recovered, everything around her was a dim, fiery red. Nothing existed except an overwhelming heat that felt lethal just to look at.
But then she realized she was still holding someone—and that someone still held her.
She looked up and saw the handsome face of her Young Master, eyes locked seriously ahead.
"Young Master looks… so handsome…"A strange thought surfaced in her heart.
Even more miraculous was the magma—unable to break through his Dou Qi barrier at all.
In that moment, even though she didn't know his exact cultivation, Qinglin clearly understood she had encountered a true powerhouse.
And this powerhouse treated her far better than anyone ever had.
"Has my fate… finally changed?"Her expression grew dazed.
As they sank deeper, the pressure and heat intensified, but Xiao Yan remained calm. With his Three-Star Dou Zong cultivation, even without the protective holy flame, he could endure this easily.
Let alone with an异火.
His figure carved a long trail through the magma, descending steadily.
When the magma around them turned a deep crimson, Xiao Yan finally felt a faint pressure—but nothing threatening.
Throughout the journey, his soul power never retracted, scanning a radius of a hundred zhang even in this environment.
"Young Master, about three thousand zhang ahead," Xiao Wen's voice echoed from behind. Even without being an alchemist, a Half-Saint's soul power remained terrifying.
Soon, a streak of cyan light appeared in Xiao Yan's vision.
Seeing it, his speed increased. When he crashed through the cyan barrier, the oppressive heat instantly weakened.
But once inside, Xiao Yan's face didn't show joy—only a dark, heavy expression.
Inside the cyan barrier, a crystalline, beautiful cyan lotus quietly bloomed. Its long root extended over ten meters, slowly absorbing fire-attribute energy from the magma sea.
Everything was intact—except one thing.
The lotus platform inside the flower was missing.
It should have been right there.
But now it was gone.
And with it—the Qinglian Dixinhuo that should have been here.
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