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Ten days later.
Inside a spacious secret chamber.
A massive dark-red serpent nearly a hundred zhang long was coiled up within. This serpent's body was slender, yet it possessed nine heads. A mutated Ancient Heaven Serpent!
At this moment, its scales were enveloped in a layer of green, liquid-like flame that flickered and swayed. Within that endless vitality, there was faintly a murderous aura soaring into the heavens.
Right now, the serpent's eighteen eyes were tightly shut, as though it had fallen into deep slumber.
"The blood fusion went smoothly." Wei Yang sat cross-legged before the serpent, a faint smile curling on his lips as a quiet sigh of relief escaped his heart.
These past ten days had been anything but easy for him. Assisting in refining the Life Spirit Flame wasn't too difficult—after all, he possessed the same flame himself, and could continuously transmit life force to Qing Lin.
So, although the process of refining the Heavenly Flame was excruciatingly painful, it remained within control.
But merging the Dou Sheng blood essence into her bloodline was another matter altogether. The Ancient Heaven Serpent's blood essence contained a vast and terrifying energy, along with that heaven-piercing killing intent.
Throughout the entire fusion process, Wei Yang had to stay vigilant, constantly suppressing, assisting, and guiding Qing Lin to slowly complete the fusion. Fortunately, the entire process went smoothly without any accidents.
However, since the Dou Sheng blood essence was too powerful, it couldn't possibly be completely integrated in such a short time. She would need time—time to gradually merge every last drop of that blood into her own bloodline.
Thankfully, everything was now proceeding steadily. Qing Lin had successfully initiated the fusion and adapted to the process, so she no longer needed Wei Yang's help.
That cluster of blood essence had been sealed by Wei Yang inside her body, leaving only a tiny opening, allowing the blood to flow out slowly, bit by bit, to be absorbed and fused by her bloodline.
During this process, Qing Lin's aura was steadily strengthening.
Looking at the enormous nine-headed Heaven Serpent before him, Wei Yang couldn't help but feel an odd sense rise in his chest.
Xiao Yan had taken a Seven-Colored Heaven Swallowing Python as his wife. Now his own wife had turned into an Ancient Heaven Serpent.
The Seven-Colored Heaven Swallowing Python, Medusa, would one day evolve into the Nine-Colored Heaven Swallowing Python—one of the two most supreme ancestral bloodlines among serpents.
Qing Lin's Ancient Heaven Serpent was the other serpent ancestor besides the Nine-Colored Heaven Swallowing Python—and hers was even a mutated nine-headed variant.
Well then, that made it complete—those two brothers had practically bagged the two great serpent ancestors between them, one each. Back then, Wei Yang had even teased Xiao Yan, calling him Xu Xian.
Now it seemed he had no right to laugh at his brother anymore. One married the future Nine-Colored Heaven Swallowing Python, the other took a mutated Ancient Heaven Serpent. Neither of them could point fingers.
Thinking of this, Wei Yang couldn't help but chuckle dryly. After confirming once again that the fusion was proceeding fine, he said softly, "Qing Lin, I'll head out first. Focus on your seclusion and slowly fuse your bloodline. I'll take care of our child, so don't worry."
Upon hearing that, the nine-headed serpent's enormous body trembled slightly. Then, its eyelids fluttered open a little.
Eighteen snake eyes, blood-red and filled with murderous ferocity—yet when they looked at Wei Yang, there was a trace of gentleness and affection hidden deep within them.
What was even more astonishing was that within those massive crimson pupils, faintly emerged three small jade-green dots, which rapidly expanded, turning into three strange green flowers that revolved slowly around the pupils.
Eighteen eyes, eighteen green flowers!
"That's the Triple Jade-Green Snake Flower Pupils." Wei Yang raised his eyebrows in surprise.
The rich emerald glow radiating from those eyes bathed over him. Although it made his mind waver slightly, with his soul power, the effect wasn't too severe.
"Qing Lin, what are you doing?" he asked curiously.
"Young master, I'm sorry. My bloodline is in turmoil right now, I can't control it." A telepathic wave came from her, filled with distress and apology. As she spoke, the eighteen blood-red eyes swiftly closed again, not daring to open.
"It's fine. You're fusing blood essence—bloodline agitation is normal." Wei Yang had gone through blood fusion himself, so he knew the process well and reassured her.
As he spoke, he stood up and stretched lazily with a smile. "I'll head out first. It's been ten days. If we don't show up soon, little Shuo'er will probably start crying again. That child takes after you—always crying since he was little."
"You're talking nonsense, I don't cry." The telepathic voice from the nine-headed serpent carried a tone of playful reproach.
"Haha~" Wei Yang laughed heartily and strode out.
After his departure, the nine-headed Heavenly Serpent gradually fell silent again.
Outside the chamber.
Wei Yang stood on the grass, squinting slightly against the glaring midday sun.
Hmm?
He turned his head to the side. Not far away, under the shade of a tree, two adorable little children were crouched on the ground, whispering to each other about who knows what.
Wasn't that Wei Shuo and Xiao Xiao? Who else could it be?
"These two little rascals probably come here every day to wait outside the chamber," Wei Yang thought to himself, feeling a warm ripple rise in his heart.
He didn't make a sound, instead stepping lightly and curiously moving closer. Then, as he peeked his head out, he saw quite a peculiar scene. The two little ones were squatting there, secretly playing with fire.
That in itself wasn't strange—but what was strange was the kind of fire they were playing with. It was an odd flame, half black and half white. The one using this black-and-white flame, of course, was Wei Yang's daughter, Wei Shuo.
Her small, delicate fingers danced gracefully, and the strand of black-and-white flame twirled around her fingertips like a mischievous little spirit.
As she became more engrossed, her tiny hand opened, and that strand of black-and-white flame transformed into a small cluster, floating above her palm, flickering with lively joy.
"Hehe~" Wei Shuo's mouth occasionally let out bursts of cheerful laughter.
Not to be outdone, Xiao Xiao also had her own flame—a blue, liquid-like fire that resembled seawater floating above her palm. That flame was the Sea Heart Flame sub-flame that Qing Lin had once used.
The two little girls were completely absorbed in their play, so much so that they hadn't even noticed Wei Yang's arrival.
Wei Yang's gaze paused on the flame in Wei Shuo's hand. That black-and-white flame was intertwined by two colors—one dark, one bright—rotating and cycling like a pair of yin-yang fish.
Though it was fire, it followed an orderly and harmonious rhythm, appearing incredibly mysterious.
Yin-Yang Twin Flames!
Ranked twenty-first on the Heavenly Flame Ranking, it was said to be born within the void of the cosmos.
Yin and yang are the laws of heaven and earth, the foundation from which all things are born. The Yin-Yang Twin Flames are one of the fire forms manifested from that primal source—carrying both the powers of life and death.
The Yang flame saves and nurtures, granting endless vitality. The Yin flame kills, leaving not even bones behind.
After watching for a while, Wei Yang couldn't help but feel both exasperated and amused.
He finally coughed lightly and scolded, "Shuo'er, Xiao'er, how many times have I told you not to play with fire in secret? What if you burn someone or something, hmm?"
Upon hearing that, both little girls froze. They quickly turned around in panic. When they saw Wei Yang standing there, their little faces instantly showed pure alarm. They frantically waved their hands, extinguishing the flames in a hurry.
Then, both of them stood up properly, hands clasped before them, heads bowed, lips pouting pitifully, occasionally sneaking timid glances at Wei Yang.
The sight made Wei Yang both angry and amused. He'd thought that after he and Qing Lin disappeared for ten days, he'd have to coax little Wei Shuo for being lonely—but no, she'd been happily playing with her friend the whole time.
Still, the story behind this Yin-Yang Twin Flame was quite the coincidence.
Back then, when Xiao Yan accompanied Nalan Yanran to the Flower Sect to rescue Yun Yun, after helping them resolve their troubles, the three had casually chatted about Heavenly Flames.
During the conversation, Nalan Yanran mentioned that when she once entered the Gate of Life and Death behind Yunlan Sect, she had accidentally caught sight of a strange black-and-white flame.
She hadn't gotten a good look—just a flash before it vanished, and she assumed it was an illusion. So, she merely mentioned it in passing. But Xiao Yan had taken it seriously.
Later, after returning to the Jia Ma Empire, he took the time to explore that so-called Gate of Life and Death—and unexpectedly, he actually found a Yin-Yang Twin Flame within.
The flame's power wasn't particularly strong, only around a low Dou Huang level.
For Xiao Yan, such a weak Heavenly Flame wasn't of much interest. But since he had previously promised Wei Yang to keep an eye out for news of the Yin-Yang Twin Flame, he brought it back to Central Plains and gave it to Wei Shuo.
Then, Yao Lao used special methods to seal the Heavenly Flame within Wei Shuo's body, allowing it to gradually merge with the Yin-Yang origin inside her.
Through this subtle, gradual process, the flame would naturally fuse with her body, eliminating the need for refining altogether.
Moreover, since it was directly integrated with her Yin-Yang source, it would grow and strengthen alongside her own power in the future. That was the origin of the Yin-Yang Twin Flame within Wei Shuo's body.
When you think about it, the whole thing was almost too coincidental.
Wei Yang had once been troubled—how was he supposed to find such a mysterious Heavenly Flame in the vast world? Yet unexpectedly, Xiao Yan had brought it right back to him.
To make it even more unbelievable, the flame's location was still within the Jia Ma Empire—inside the Gate of Life and Death behind Yun Lan Mountain. Tell me, isn't that a surprise?
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