Chapter 379: Chapter 380 Dry Flame Saint Child
 

The banquet concluded in tranquility.

The people from Fire Qilin Cave had been trying to probe the situation at the border, but unfortunately, the city lords were tight-lipped, unwilling to reveal the slightest bit of information.

Without speaking, the protectors simply weren’t a match for these seasoned manipulators.

A few words were all it took to rebuff them completely.

The border’s initiative had to be kept in the hands of one’s own people. That was the unanimous consensus among the city lords. The less effective information the Fire Qilin Cave held, the better.

“Young Master Li, what are your thoughts on Fire Qilin Cave?”

Yang Guang asked.

“Apart from their strong bloodlines, there is nothing else worth mentioning. They are but lambs to be slaughtered,”

Li Xiaobai said indifferently.

“Don’t worry, my brothers will keep an eye on that Saint Child Huo Yun for you. I feel he is the least honest one,”

Yang Chen interjected from the side. He could sense that his junior brother was about to stir up trouble.

The Immortal Spirit Daily that had been accidentally dropped was evidence of that. This kind of tactic was the classic setup method of their sixth junior brother, Liu Jinshui; as his fellow sect member, he recognized it at a glance.

“Fire Qilin Cave is one of the top forces on the mainland. Though today we’ve shown enough strength, we still wouldn’t dare to directly confront their foundation of power, not even with the combined forces of the border. We must proceed cautiously. Let the Qilin Divine Beasts sort out their own struggle,”

“If anything unexpected happens to the Qilin Divine Beast, the border might not be able to afford the consequences,”

Yang Guang expressed his concerns.

As for Fire Qilin Cave, lengthy discourse was sufficient for the time being.

“Hehe, City Lord Yang, you needn’t worry about anything. In the Fire Qilin supremacy battle, the winner lives, the loser dies. In the end, only one Saint Heir will survive. I’ll ensure one is left alive to account for it,”

Li Xiaobai waved his hand, speaking quite casually.

The body of the Qilin Divine Beast coursed with genuine Divine Beast blood, which contained energy that could potentially help Hellfire ascend rapidly. It couldn’t be overlooked so easily.

Seeing that Li Xiaobai was resolute, Yang Guang chose not to say anything more. With a super powerhouse making pronouncements, he could only silently mourn for the little kylins.

The Qilin Divine Beasts followed their respective city lords and left, while Li Xiaobai, along with Ji Wuqing, also left the great hall and returned to his own cabin.

“Giggle, kid, the plan has already unfolded. Is it time to make a move now?”

Ji Wuqing appeared very excited.

It was itching to see the Saint Heirs walk into their own trap, especially Ergouzi, whom it had been dreaming of giving a good beating. Over these days, its strength had significantly amplified.

“Hmm, let’s go. Tonight, those little kylins are bound to sneak off to the fourth battlefield. Let’s head there early and stake it out.”

Li Xiaobai flicked his wrist, and a Lamborghini instantly touched down. He grabbed Ji Wuqing, leapt into the car, and they sped away in a cloud of dust.

Among the four battlefields, only the fourth was closest to the Holy City, making it the obvious target for the Saint Heirs.

The question was whether he could wipe out all the Saint Heirs tonight. Considering that the Great Crossing Realm Protectors didn’t seem too powerful, likely only slightly stronger than the likes of Cai Kunxu, he should be able to control them directly.

Half an hour later, Li Xiaobai arrived at the fourth battlefield.

Huge black flames burned, engulfing the entire battlefield, leaving no living thing in the area covered by the fire.

Controlling the flames, he parted them to create a path, scooped up Ji Wuqing, and dived in.

“Hehe, lad, don’t accidentally harm me this time!”

Ji Wuqing watched the burning dark flames around him and spoke with some unease. He already had a psychological shadow from these flames.

“Shh, quietly, someone is coming. Don’t get discovered.”

Li Xiaobai covered Ji Wuqing’s mouth and peered stealthily outside.

In the fourth battlefield, a white figure flashed by, exceptionally conspicuous in the darkness, its flawless white fur gleaming under the moonlight.

“Saint Heir, this place is somewhat strange. Please be cautious.”

From the darkness, an elder emerged and stood in front of the Qilin.

“Elder Ji, it seems we are the first to arrive. Huo Yun, Huo Yuan, and that dumbfounded lad haven’t shown up. This is our chance to test what’s strange about this black flame!”

The Qilin cub sniffed around and spoke with some joy in its voice.

“Saint Heir, Xiong Da said that these black flames are terrifyingly strange and can devour any spiritual power. Even those mighty cultivators who fell into them at the Flesh Mountain Battlefield turned into ashes, so you shouldn’t recklessly enter. Let me try out the power of these black flames!”

Elder Ji said slowly as he operated his internal cultivation technique, a bone materializing in his hand, which he smashed viciously towards the black flames in front of him.

Visible to the naked eye, a burst of firelight exploded, and the formidable spiritual power surged with supreme majesty, illuminating half of the battlefield in a black and red hue.

The black flames flickered unsteadily as if about to be extinguished at any moment.

But in the next second, the flames returned to calm, with all the firelight consumed, plunging the battlefield into darkness again.

“How is this possible!”

Elder Ji’s pupils contracted; the offensive he just released was a technique from the Fire Qilin Cave, so tyrannically powerful, it could crush a large number of Transcendance Tribulation Stage cultivators.

Yet it was devoured in just one second by the flames before him, which was unimaginable.

This terrifying absorption speed, if a cultivator were to enter it, even if at the Mahayana Realm, they might not be able to endure. No wonder it could sweep through the Flesh Mountain Battlefield, these flames are extraordinary.

What kind of treasure is it that can produce such flames?

Li Xiaobai watched everything from deep within the flames. The Qilin Divine Beast before him was the Dry Flame Saint Child from the third battlefield, whose strength was not particularly strong among the Saint Heirs.

Feeling the system panel in front of him, he smiled slightly. The skill level of this Great Crossing Realm elder was quite good, a single strike causing the Hellfire to expand its burning range by another meter.

Choosing Great Crossing Realm Cultivators as nourishment was indeed the right decision, but it remains to be seen how much benefit the Qilin Divine Beast’s bloodline power could bring to the Hellfire.

With a flick of the wrist, a longsword appeared in his hand without a trace…

“Elder Ji, how is it?”

In front of the fire, the Dry Flame Saint Child asked somewhat apprehensively, having also noticed the strangeness within the flames that could instantaneously devour the offensive of a Great Crossing Realm cultivator, a power that likely no average cultivator could approach.

“Saint Heir, be cautious. The offensive of my cultivation technique was devoured by the flames in just a moment, its power is truly inconceivable!”

“I’m afraid we can’t use ordinary methods to investigate it.”

Elder Ji shook his head slowly and took a few steps back with the Dry Flame Saint Child,

The flames gave him a sense of horror, as if they were alive, specifically targeting spiritual power to devour.

“I’ll try again. The treasure within these flames must be extraordinary; we cannot let it fall into the hands of other Saint Heirs. Even if we cannot obtain it, we must destroy it!”

Cold light flickered in Elder Ji’s eyes; with thunder rumbling through the void, his hands evolved scriptures, preparing to unleash supreme divine skills to pierce through the flames and see everything within.

But at that moment, both the man and the beast suddenly found that they had lost control of their bodies…

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Chapter 380: Chapter 381: Burning Qilin Bloodline
 

“What is going on, Elder Ji, my body is out of control!”

The Dry Flame Saint Child was somewhat panicked, as this was the first time it had encountered such a situation.

“Saint Heir, this old man is experiencing the same. Some kind of force is forcibly controlling our actions, what power could this be that even Great Crossing Realm Cultivators can be bound by it!”

Elder Ji was also somewhat frantic, with a hint of fear flashing in his eyes. He had a bad premonition that this bizarre situation might be related to the black flames.

As they spoke, a man and a beast charged towards the black flames, knelt on the ground, and raised their hands high, as if paying homage.

“Why do I feel an urge to kneel, and why is my body rushing towards the flame!”

“It’s definitely these flames that are causing mischief, damn it, what exactly is inside that can control our actions!”

Elder Ji was terrified, his body did not stop for a moment, and plunged directly into the pitch-black flames.

In an instant, the spiritual energy inside his body burned at a terrifying speed, the originally vast amount of spiritual energy visibly depleting.

The Dry Flame Saint Child was no different. With only the cultivation level of the Tribulation Crossing Stage, its spiritual energy was nowhere near comparable to that of the Great Crossing Realm, and in almost the span of a breath, the spiritual energy in its Dantian began to show signs of exhaustion.

“These flames can actually devour the spiritual energy inside a cultivator’s body, and the devouring speed is so terrifying!”

“Qilin Secret Technique!”

The Dry Flame Saint Child was in a complete panic, and activated its trump card, unleashing the Qilin Bloodline inside its body. Layers upon layers of mysterious blood-colored runes appeared, permeating the air with an ancient aura, replenishing the shortfall of spiritual energy.

However, the scorching by the flames continued unabated, and after the spiritual energy was depleted, the flames began to devour the Qilin Bloodline Power inside the Dry Flame Saint Child.

“These flames can even devour the Qilin Bloodline Power, what on earth are they!”

“Elder Ji, think of a solution quickly, if this goes on, the Qilin Blood inside me will be completely devoured!”

The Dry Flame Saint Child yelled, but to no avail—it was helplessly kneeling on the ground, unable to move.

Its heart was filled with extreme terror. The Qilin Bloodline was its biggest reliance, for it was with this Bloodline Power that it could cultivate at Godspeed, comprehend profound Cultivation Techniques, and fight above its level.

If the Bloodline Power continued disappearing at a terrifying rate, even if it were saved, losing the Bloodline Power would make it hard to establish a foothold in Fire Qilin Cave.

Elder Ji realized the severity of the problem too. More than half of the spiritual energy in his body had been scorched, not to mention the Saint Heir who was only at the Tribulation Crossing Stage. Bloodline Power is fundamental for cultivators of Fire Qilin Cave; if it were devoured completely, future cultivation would be virtually impossible.

It would be the same as being crippled!

With immense anxiety in his heart, surrounded by darkness where he could see nothing, he could only feel his hand inadvertently touch something cold and metallic, very sharp, perhaps a longsword?

A treasure within the flames, a longsword?

Could it be that these black flames are being released by a longsword?

At the center of the flames, Li Xiaobai’s lips curled into a smile.

[Current coverage range: 403 meters…]

[Current coverage range: 404 meters…]

[Current coverage range: 405 meters…]

[Hellfire (Divine Level skill) current coverage range: 410 meters.]

The cultivators from Fire Qilin Cave are extraordinary. A man and a beast, in just a few breaths’ time, have increased the burning range of the Hellfire by several meters.

“Giggle, kid, knock them down!”

Ji Wuqing continued to be excited, his two small eyes staring fixedly at the two kneeling figures ahead.

“Go away, the use of resources emphasizes sustainable utilization, you clueless fowl, what do you know?”

Li Xiaobai casually dragged Ji Wuqing to one side, silently calculating the time in his heart.

He sheathed the longsword into his ring, and his skill vanished.

“Run fast!”

Within the flames, the Dry Flame Saint Child and Elder Ji instantly regained freedom. Without a care for anything else, they exerted all their strength, sprinting out of the flames and explosively retreating several hundred meters.

Their eyes were filled with terror.

The Dry Flame Saint Child was panting heavily, the spiritual power within its body had completely depleted. Not only that, but the bloodline power had also been significantly diminished. This was a substantial loss.

Bloodline power was the foundation of its existence. Any damage to it would surely lead to a great loss of strength. It seemed that in this trial, it would have to exit the stage early.

“Saint Child, are you alright?”

Elder Ji took out bottle after bottle of elixirs, swiftly administering them to the Dry Flame Saint Child. He circulated his cultivation technique, rapidly helping it to recover its internal spiritual power.

“Elder Ji, this flame is too sinister. I was reckless. My bloodline is damaged, and in this trial, it will be difficult to compete with the other Saint Heirs.” The Dry Flame Saint Child spoke with a slightly bitter expression.

“Saint Child, you need not overthink it. The period of trials is full of uncertainties, no one knows the outcome until the very end.”

“Let’s go back for now. We will make long-term plans about the flame.” Elder Ji consoled, mindful that the Saint Child’s foundations had been damaged and they could not afford to let its resolve be damaged further.

“No, the other Saint Heirs are already aware of the flame. How can I be the only one injured?”

“There will likely be other Saint Heirs coming tonight; let’s wait here and lure them into investigating the flames!” The eyes of the Dry Flame Saint Child flickered with a cold light, speaking in a sinister tone. Since its strength had already been compromised, it might as well ensure that they all suffered losses together.

That way, the gap in their strengths would remain largely the same.

Elder Ji pondered for a moment before slowly nodding his head. While it was a malicious tactic, it would work if it was effective.

Otherwise, with the current strength of the Saint Child, it really would be difficult to be competitive.

The man and beast silently retreated, hiding behind a huge rock over a mile away. They could not discern the nature of these black flames and, to prevent another incident of losing control over their bodies, they chose to stay even further away.

Li Xiaobai, from deep within the flames, observed everything but did not further hinder their actions. One mile was nothing more than a trifle in the face of his abilities.

He thought to let this pair recover a bit before unleashing another wave of leveling up.

The fourth battlefield remained silent, minutes passing.

A stone shard fell from the sky, hitting the ground with a crisp sound.

The Dry Flame Saint Child made no movement, holding its breath and concentrating, waiting for what would happen next.

A few breaths later, another white figure entered Li Xiaobai’s line of sight. This figure moved stealthily, continuously looking back as they advanced, demonstrating a strong counter-surveillance awareness.

After lingering and observing from afar, the figure approached the site of the black flames in the battlefield with a quick run.

Li Xiaobai was amused. The newcomer was none other than Ergouzi. One had to say this fellow was quite cautious, first using the noise to probe if anyone else was in the vicinity, then deliberately acting as though they had spotted a pursuer to check if someone was indeed trailing them.

Unfortunately, the true mastermind was not behind him, but right in front of him, inside the flames.

Those who came today were all ripe for the picking.

Harvesting without mercy.