Doupo: Marry a Young Doctor and Be Rewarded with Douhuang Cultivation

217: Evolution, Nine-Colored Sky-Swallowing Python!The giant python circled in the air, its body gradually shrinking, and as its vibrant luster receded, a graceful figure in a black dress slowly emerged.

Cai Lin stood in mid-air, a few wisps of Nine-Colored light still lingering in her long hair, and a Seven-Colored snake tattoo coiled around her fair wrist. The snake tattoo was not merely decorative; it possessed a faint life fluctuation, as if countless miniature Seven-Colored Sky Swallowing Pythons lay dormant within it.

She looked up at Xiao Ze, and a radiant smile instantly bloomed on her cold and beautiful face, like an ice-sealed peony suddenly unfurling, causing the surrounding world to lose its color.

“Xiao Ze.” Cai Lin moved with light lotus steps, a faint Nine-Colored halo swirling around her. In just a few steps, she arrived before Xiao Ze, her beautiful eyes filled with a smile, “I’ve emerged from my seclusion.”

Xiao Ze took a step forward and naturally held her hand. When his fingertips touched the snake tattoo on her fair wrist, he could clearly feel the ancient power contained within it: “Was your seclusion successful? This Nine-Colored Sky Swallowing Python Bloodline is quite a surprise to me.”

“It’s thanks to the blessings of my Old Ancestors,” Cai Lin nodded gently, a hint of tenderness flashing in her eyes, “Underneath the Yellow Springs lies the ruins of the Seven-Colored Sky Swallowing Python Clan. I awakened the dormant remnant Souls of the Old Ancestors, and they attached themselves to my body, helping me fully activate my Bloodline. My current strength is probably at the Four-Star Dou Sheng Realm.”

“Four-Star Dou Sheng?” Yao Ming had just approached and immediately gasped when he heard this.

One must know that he had Cultivated for hundreds of years to reach the Four-Star Dou Sheng Realm, yet Cai Lin, after only a few months of seclusion, had directly crossed several major Realms. This speed was entirely due to the Heaven-Defying power of the Nine-Colored Sky Swallowing Python Bloodline.

Cai Lin, however, paid no attention to Yao Ming’s shock. She simply turned her head to look at Xiao Ze, a hint of competitiveness in her eyes: “I thought I could surpass you this time. I tried to mobilize the remnant Souls of the Old Ancestors just now, but I found I was still a little short.”

As she spoke, a wisp of Nine-Colored energy condensed on her fingertip and gently tapped towards Xiao Ze’s palm. The pressure contained within that energy caused the surrounding air to subtly congeal.

Xiao Ze smiled and held her hand, directing that wisp of energy to the side: “Your Bloodline is special; ordinary Dou Sheng experts simply cannot measure your true combat power. To achieve such an accomplishment now is truly a reward after suffering.”

He knew very well that each of the Seven-Colored Sky Swallowing Python remnant Souls within Cai Lin possessed power no weaker than a Dou Sheng expert. Dozens of them working together would be enough to suppress a Dou Sheng expert of the same Realm.

Cai Lin snorted softly but did not retort.

She lowered her head to look at the snake tattoo on her fair wrist, her expression slightly downcast: “It’s just that these remnant Souls of the Old Ancestors are not complete. They can only temporarily attach to me. If I want them to truly rest in peace, I still need to find a way to repair Souls.”

“There will be a way,” Xiao Ze gently ruffled her hair and turned his gaze to Yao Ming, “The Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan has been destroyed. The subsequent integration will be left to you. Cai Lin has just emerged from seclusion, so I’ll take her back to Central Plains to rest first. If there are any difficult matters, you can always send a message to the Nine Heavens Alliance.”

Yao Ming quickly responded: “Lord Xiao Ze, please rest assured, your subordinate will definitely not fail your trust!”

A few more traces of reverence appeared in his gaze as he looked at Cai Lin.

With Cai Lin, who possessed the Nine-Colored Sky Swallowing Python Bloodline, the future status of the Nine Netherworld Hell Python Clan in the Beast Region would only become more stable.

Xiao Ze nodded, holding Cai Lin’s hand, and spatial fluctuations emanated from around them. Their figures gradually became transparent, finally disappearing completely above the Nether Serpent Earth Vein.

And with their departure, news of the Nine-Colored Sky Swallowing Python’s appearance and the destruction of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan began to spread rapidly throughout the Beast Region.

Countless Clans understood that the landscape of the Beast Region had been completely altered. The Nine Netherworld Hell Python Clan would replace the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan as the new overlord of the Beast Region, and behind all of this was the man named Xiao Ze.

And by his side, that peerless woman with the Nine-Colored Sky Swallowing Python Bloodline.

When Xiao Ze returned to the Xiao Clan, the headquarters of the Nine Heavens Alliance, with Cai Lin, a suppressed atmosphere permeated the deliberation hall.

Yao Lao held the secret report sent back by a scout, his brows tightly furrowed: “The Hall of Souls has emptied all exposed branch halls in recent months, even moving out the most remote small outposts. This is clearly to hide their tracks, and they are likely brewing an even bigger conspiracy.”

Xiao Chen gripped his Blood Axe and said in a deep voice: “The Nine Netherworld Hell Python Clan has sent people to assist in the investigation, but the Hall of Souls’ defenses are strict, and scouts cannot penetrate deep. This abnormal silence is more unsettling than an open war.”

As soon as Xiao Ze took his seat, he saw Xiao Yan walk into the hall in a hurry, his expression somewhat anxious.

He walked up to Xiao Ze, cupped his hands, and said: “Third Brother, the Medicine Clan’s Medicine Canon is in a month. Teacher needs to return to fulfill his parents’ last wish, and I want to accompany him. However, the Medicine Clan’s internal affairs are complex, and I’m worried someone might seize the opportunity to cause trouble. I would like to ask Third Brother to come with us, just in case.”

Xiao Ze looked up, the Purification Lotus Demon Flame gently flickering on his fingertips: “Is Yao Wangui still in the Medicine Clan? He framed Yao Lao back then, and this return, I’m afraid, will not end peacefully.”

“Precisely so,” Xiao Yan nodded, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes, “Although Teacher has come to terms with it over the years, the matter of the ancestral tablet concerns his parents’ last wish, and he will certainly strive for it with all his might. Yao Wangui is narrow-minded and will definitely obstruct us. With Third Brother present, we will have more confidence.”

Xiao Ze pondered for a moment, then stood up and said: “Alright, I’ll go with you. On the Hall of Souls’ side, with Old Ancestor Xiao Chen and Cai Lin in charge, there should be no major issues.”

Cai Lin took a step forward and said softly: “Don’t worry, I will guard the Alliance well. If the Hall of Souls makes any moves, I will immediately send you a message.”

A month passed in a flash, and the Hall of Souls remained completely silent, as if it had utterly vanished from Central Plains.

This morning, Xiao Ze, Xiao Yan, and Yao Lao embarked on their journey to the Medicine Clan.

The Medicine Clan was located in the Shennong Mountain Range in the extreme south of Central Plains. This place was far from the core area of Central Plains, yet it was famous for its abundance of rare medicinal ingredients and its gathering of top-tier Alchemists.

After all, the Medicine Clan’s Medicine Canon was considered the pinnacle event of the continent’s Alchemy world, on par with the Pill Tower’s Elixir Convention, and even superior in terms of scale.

After half a day of rapid travel, the outline of the Shennong Mountain Range appeared in their vision.

Clouds and mist churned above the mountain range, not ordinary water vapor, but condensed from rich Heaven and Earth energy. Even a single breath allowed one to feel the medicinal fragrance contained within.

“An Old Ancestor of the Medicine Clan spent hundreds of years transforming this mountain range into a Secret Realm suitable for Alchemy and Cultivation,” Yao Lao looked at the familiar mountain range, his eyes filled with complexity, “After I left all those years ago, I never set foot here again.”

The three landed beside a deep gorge in the depths of the mountain range. Opposite them stood a giant stone archway several hundred zhang high. The twisted space in the center of the archway was the entrance to the interior of the Medicine Clan.

At this moment, many figures were coming and going outside the archway. There were Cultivators from sects affiliated with the Medicine Clan, as well as Alchemists who had received invitations, all of whom needed to present a Jade Slip to enter.

“Three, please stop!”

Beside the archway, four guards dressed in Medicine Clan robes stopped the three, their gazes sharply sweeping over Xiao Ze and Xiao Yan.

“This is an important area of the Medicine Clan; uninvited guests are not permitted entry!”