Chapter 377: The Infinite Imagination of Huoyun Patriarch

Qinglin was caught off guard by Xiao Ling's sudden hug. She felt her heartbeat quicken instantly, and her pretty face involuntarily flushed.

She struggled slightly, but found herself locked tightly in Xiao Ling's arms, unable to move.

Although Qinglin and Xiao Ling had a lot of intimate moments recently, they were usually when they were alone. At this moment, although there was no one around, Qinglin knew in his heart that the little guy who called himself the Heavenly Demon Marten was as smart as any adult.

She secretly glanced at the little mink, which was sipping tea calmly, seemingly oblivious to everything around it.

"Young Master, what...what are you doing? There are outsiders here?" Qing Lin's voice was as low as a mosquito's buzz. She avoided looking directly at Xiao Ling. Her shy look made people want to take a bite.

Xiao Ling looked at Qing Lin's shy appearance, and his tenderness in his heart became even stronger. He chuckled and gently lifted Qing Lin's chin with his fingers, forcing her to face him. "Qing Lin, you are so considerate, of course I have to thank you very much. Besides, Xiao Diao is not a human, don't worry about him."

As Xiao Ling spoke, he casually released a soul barrier, easily blocking Xiao Diao's curious gaze.

The little mink was watching with great interest. But suddenly, its sight was blocked by the invisible barrier. It was stunned for a moment, then shrugged its shoulders helplessly, turned around, grabbed a few exquisite snacks, and started to chew them.

Qing Lin felt Xiao Ling's breath brushing past her ears, and her body trembled involuntarily. She bit her lips lightly, trying to break free from Xiao Ling's arms, but found that the more she struggled, the tighter Xiao Ling held her.

Seeing Qinglin's shy look, Xiao Ling slowly moved closer and kissed Qinglin's lips. Qinglin felt Xiao Ling's closeness, and with Xiao Diao's sight blocked, her shyness gradually faded and she began to respond to Xiao Ling's kiss.

Their lips pressed tightly together, their tongues intertwined, as if the whole world had disappeared, leaving only the two of them. Xiao Ling's kiss was gentle and affectionate, and Qing Lin's response became more and more passionate.

The breathing of both of them gradually became rapid, and the lingering lips and teeth made Qinglin's cheeks even redder, and her eyes flickered with a hazy light.

Xiao Ling's hands began to become restless. He reached his hand under Qing Lin's shirt, and his fingers gently slid across the softness, feeling the warmth of Qing Lin's body.

Qing Lin felt the movement of Xiao Ling's big hand and became more and more shy. Her body trembled slightly, but she did not resist. Instead, she stuck closer to Xiao Ling.

Xiao Ling's kiss gradually became gentler, and he explored Qing Lin's mouth bit by bit, as if he was tasting the most delicious dessert. Qing Lin also responded to his enthusiasm, and their tongues seemed to be dancing an elegant dance, entangled together.

Noticing that Qing Lin was a little out of breath, Xiao Ling did not go any further. After all, it was still early and there was no need to rush some things. There was plenty of time to enjoy them slowly in the evening.

So, he gently let go of Qinglin, and their faces slowly separated. There seemed to be a trace of reluctance between their lips. The ambiguous and touching picture made people's heart beat faster.

Qinglin's cheeks were as red as ripe apples. She shyly buried her head in Xiao Ling's arms, not daring to look into his eyes. Her breathing was still a little rapid, and her heartbeat had not yet completely calmed down.

That shy look is like a flower bud about to bloom, making people want to protect it.

Xiao Ling looked at Qinglin's reaction, smiled, and gently stroked her head. The movement was so gentle as if he was comforting a frightened little animal.

"Okay, Qinglin, don't be shy." Xiao Ling's voice was soft and teasing, "We still have a lot of time tonight." After he finished speaking, he kissed her gently on the ear, causing Qinglin's body to tremble involuntarily, but the shyness and anticipation had already spread in her heart.

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"Grandmaster, what is the deep meaning of this? Why did you let Huo'er give the Nine Dragons Thunder Gang Fire in her body to Xiao Ling? Of course, the eighth-grade elixir he refined is indeed extraordinary, and my Burning Flame Valley also gave me the Three Mysterious Changes of Heavenly Fire in return. The two sides exchanged gifts and each got what it wanted. I am stupid and don't understand the mystery. I hope the ancestor can teach me."

Tang Zhen, the Lord of Fenyan Valley who usually appears to be very majestic, was now very humble in front of a red-haired old man. Although he maintained respect for his elders in his words, he still could not completely conceal his doubts.

"Haha, the so-called Three Mysterious Transformations of Heavenly Fire is not enough to be called a transaction. It is just something that Xiao Ling should take away. Now that he comes to take it, he is just fulfilling the process."

"Besides, with the help of the eighth-grade Fire Bodhisattva Pill, the little girl Huo'er will be able to successfully control the complete Nine Dragons Thunder Fire. Even if the Nine Dragons Thunder Fire's seed fire is gone, it won't have much impact on her."

The red-haired old man did not turn around to face Tang Zhen. Instead, he turned his back to him, stroking his beard leisurely, looking into the distance at the bright moon in the night sky. His expression revealed a kind of calmness and indifference that was detached from the world.

"Grandmaster, what do you mean by this?" Tang Zhen was confused as he listened to the Grandmaster's words. He was already surprised that the Grandmaster suddenly came out of seclusion to find him, and now he was even more confused when he heard the Grandmaster's words that seemed to have a hidden meaning.

The ancestor had been practicing in seclusion deep in the Burning Flame Valley for a long time, and today he came to see him in person, which was enough to surprise him. Moreover, he was completely confused by the things the ancestor mentioned.

As a father, Tang Zhen naturally had no objection to passing the Nine Dragons Thunder Fire to his daughter. However, his ancestor's words made him think, as if there was some unknown connection between the Three Mysterious Changes of Heavenly Fire and Xiao Ling.

But isn't the Three Mysterious Changes of Heavenly Fire a secret skill that has been passed down in Burning Flame Valley for thousands of years? This confused him and he didn't know how to continue the topic.

"Haha, Tang Zhen, there are some things you don't need to understand too deeply yet. You just need to follow my instructions. Don't worry, all of this will only benefit Burning Flame Valley and will not cause any harm."

There was no trace of impatience in the red-haired old man's words. He had no intention of revealing more to Tang Zhen, but just gave instructions lightly.

The origin of the Heavenly Fire Three Mysterious Changes, the secret skill of the Burning Flame Valley, is also a secret. It was only after the Fire Cloud Patriarch was promoted to the Dou Sheng realm that he learned some information about it from the inheritance crystal that recorded the secret method of cultivating the Heavenly Fire Three Mysterious Changes.

In fact, the Three Mysterious Transformations of Heavenly Fire was not a unique skill created by the Burning Flame Valley. Its true origin could be traced back to a peerless expert who had a deep friendship with the ancestors of the Burning Flame Valley. It was the generous gift from that expert that made the Three Mysterious Transformations of Heavenly Fire the treasure of the Burning Flame Valley.

If Xiao Ling had not used the sub-fire of the Golden Emperor's Burning Sky Flame today, even if Xiao Ling's surname was the same as that of that peerless strong man, he would not care too much and would just think it was a coincidence.

The young man named Xiao Ling not only mastered the Golden Emperor's Burning Sky Flame, but also inherited the Xiao clan's surname. This made Ancestor Huoyun have some guesses in his mind.

Perhaps, the young man named Xiao Ling was the offspring of the ancient clan and the Xiao clan. After all, according to some rumors, the relationship between the Xiao clan and the ancient clan was particularly close at that time.

The whereabouts of the Xiao clan is unknown now, and it is very likely that they are secretly protected by the ancient clan. Under such circumstances, the emergence of a mixed-blood descendant like Xiao Ling is completely reasonable.

Moreover, he should have direct relatives in the ancient clan, and his status is probably not low. The blood in his body is also quite extraordinary. This explains why this young man is not only gifted, but also has a treasure like the Golden Emperor Burning Sky Flame.

However, it is hard to say whether this kid knows his true identity. But in the eyes of Patriarch Huoyun, he is probably still being "free-range" and going through various trials.

If we can establish a friendship with that young man at this time, it will undoubtedly be a hundred benefits for our Burning Flame Valley. When he returns to the family in the future, I believe that Burning Flame Valley will also be able to get some care from him in the future. By then, the injuries accumulated in my body for so many years may also be able to be cured.

In the eyes of Patriarch Huoyun, it would be the best thing if they could become in-laws. After all, the ancestor of his own Fenyan Valley and the ancestor of that young man were close friends, and such a marriage could be regarded as a continuation of the friendship of the older generation.

It's a pity that Xiao Ling knew nothing about what Huoyun Patriarch was planning. If he knew, he would definitely give the Patriarch a thumbs up and then happily comment: "I'm impressed by your imagination, Patriarch, your imagination is unmatched!"

"However, Xiao Ling has already mastered the Turtle Spirit Earth Fire, and it is a well-known fact that different fires cannot coexist. Even if we give him the Nine Dragons Thunder Gang Fire, it probably won't be of any practical help to him."

"Although the Nine Dragons Thunder Fire ranks slightly higher than the Turtle Spirit Earth Fire, it is only a seed fire, and its strength cannot be compared with the complete Turtle Spirit Earth Fire. Xiao Ling will not give up the Turtle Spirit Earth Fire in his hand just for this Nine Dragons Thunder Fire." Tang Zhen frowned slightly and raised his doubts. This was also the point he had been unable to figure out.

"Haha, Tang Zhen, Xiao Ling is not as simple as you think. Just do what I say. Well, I won't waste my breath on you. As long as Fenyan Valley doesn't make any major mistakes in its decisions, don't bother me."

The Fire Cloud Patriarch still maintained his style of being mysterious, and was about to leave without saying anything. As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared without a trace in the courtyard, leaving Tang Zhen alone in deep thought.

"Alas, the old ancestor's cultivation is so profound that his thoughts are naturally not something I can guess at will. In this case, let's do as the old ancestor wishes."

Tang Zhen pondered for a long time, but still couldn't figure it out. In the end, he decided not to dwell on it anymore, muttered to himself, and turned around and left...

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The next day, early in the morning.

As the eastern sky gradually turned golden, the warm sun slowly rose. Its light was like a soft paintbrush, delicately depicting the contours of the earth and illuminating the sleeping world.

All things slowly wake up under the caress of the morning light, and the air is filled with new vitality and hope.

A ray of sunlight cleverly passed through the tiny gap in the curtains, like a guiding lighthouse, gently illuminating the quiet room, and finally falling on Xiao Ling's closed eyelids.

The sunlight brushed gently, and Xiao Ling's eyelids trembled slightly. He slowly opened his eyes, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, and then he gradually regained clarity.

He glanced out the window and saw the sun was already high in the sky. It was clearly morning. Xiao Ling had been busy all night last night and was indeed a little overworked, so he slept particularly deeply. Now that he had woken up, he felt much more energetic.

Xiao Ling smiled and stretched lazily. With a slight crackling of his joints, he felt his whole body relax a lot.

At this time, Qinglin also felt Xiao Ling's movements. She had curled up on Xiao Ling's chest like a kitten, but now she slowly opened her eyes. She gently raised her delicate hands and rubbed her sleepy eyes, looking like she had just woken up from a sweet dream.

The sunlight just happened to fall on Qinglin's eyelashes, and those tiny spots of light swayed gently as she blinked, like twinkling stars in the night sky.

She rubbed her eyes, which were still a little hazy, and looked at Xiao Ling, with a smile on her lips. Xiao Ling smiled back, and the two looked at each other for a while, with an indescribable warmth and sweetness in the air.

Xiao Ling couldn't help but reach out his hand, gently pinched Qing Lin's nose, and teased her, "Little lazy bug, get up."

Qing Lin gently slapped his hand away and said in a pretended angry tone, "Master, Qing Lin hasn't woken up yet."

But there was no anger in her voice, instead it sounded like she was acting coquettishly.

The two of them rubbed their ears intimately for a while, until Qinglin finally couldn't help laughing out loud, and then they reluctantly separated.

Xiao Ling gently lowered his head and gave Qinglin a gentle good morning kiss on his forehead, then whispered, "Okay, good morning, my little Qinglin."

"Good morning, young master." Qinglin's voice was soft, with a hint of laziness from just waking up, and her eyes were full of love for Xiao Ling.

Their lips touched gently in a simple yet loving good morning kiss before they began to dress and get ready for the day.

Xiao Ling picked up a loose robe and put it on skillfully, while Qing Lin carefully adjusted her clothes, and every movement revealed her feminine beauty.

The atmosphere in the room was harmonious and peaceful. The two of them didn't say anything extra, but they had an unspoken understanding. After putting away their clothes, they walked side by side to the door, pushed it gently, and stepped into the sunny yard.

Xiao Ling and Qing Lin sat down in the pavilion in the courtyard. He gently raised his hand, and with his right index finger, he lightly touched the bone inflammation ring on his left finger, silently removing the restriction on it.

This bone inflammation ring was originally given to Qinglin by Yao Chen, but since Xiao Diao came into being, Xiao Ling took it. Now, this ring has become Xiao Diao's personal dormitory, where he can rest when he is not showing up.

As soon as the restriction was lifted, several dazzling lights flashed on the Bone Flame Ring. Then, a stream of purple light flashed across, and Xiao Diao's figure appeared in the air in front of Xiao Ling.

"Xiao Ling, you are such a hateful guy. You actually left me, Master Diao, in that pitch-black place for so long!" As soon as Little Diao appeared, he started complaining angrily.

Ever since he learned the secret method of condensing his body, Xiao Diao has fallen in love with the feeling of moving freely in the outside world, and he particularly dislikes dark places like the ancestral stone space.

It would not go in unless it had no other choice. But Xiao Ling actually locked it up for such a long time this time that it almost got sick.

Xiao Ling looked at Xiao Diao's angry look and couldn't help but smile. He waved his hand and said, "Haha, okay, Diao, I will pay attention next time and won't let you stay in there for too long."

The little mink rolled his eyes, seeming a little dissatisfied, but didn't continue to pester him.

Xiao Ling then took out a few spiritual fruits with tempting aroma from the ring. He flicked them lightly, and the spiritual fruits drew an arc and landed steadily in front of Xiao Diao.

The little mink's eyes lit up instantly. It stared at these spiritual fruits that exuded rich energy and fragrant aroma, and its throat rolled involuntarily.

It quickly stretched out its little claws and caught the spiritual fruit, as if it was afraid that someone else would snatch it away.

While chewing on the spiritual fruit, it pretended to be calm and said, "Hmph, for the sake of these spiritual fruits, I won't bother with you this time." Its arrogant look made Xiao Ling and Qing Lin couldn't help laughing out loud.

After chatting for a while in the relaxed atmosphere, footsteps suddenly came from the distance.

Xiao Ling looked up and saw Tang Huoer, wearing a bright red dress, walking gracefully towards the entrance of the courtyard.

Tang Huoer walked lightly towards the pavilion, her red skirt fluttering with her steps. With a gentle smile on her face, she waved to Xiao Ling from a distance and said, "Master Xiao Ling, good morning. I hope I didn't disturb you by coming here."

Xiao Ling raised his head, with a hint of gentleness in his eyes, and nodded slightly to Tang Huoer: "Good morning, Miss Tang Huoer. It's okay to disturb you, I have free time too."

Then, he smiled easily, and his tone seemed particularly casual: "Don't call me Master all the time. We are of similar age, so you can just call me Xiao Ling."

Although Xiao Ling really liked the feeling of being respected, he always felt a little awkward when his peers called him that, as if he had suddenly become old. This feeling made him uncomfortable.

After hearing this, Tang Huoer's eyes sparkled with light, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but slightly raised: "Okay, from now on I will just call you Xiao Ling. And don't call me Miss Tang Huoer anymore, just Huoer..." (End of this chapter)