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Moreover, given Qin Chuan's terrifying strength and transcendent realm, the Pure Yang Flame might truly only be of research and reference value to him, far less significant than its importance to the Divine Fire Mountain Manor itself.

Considering that the other party had even defeated Wang Quan Shouzhuo, they might not really covet his own resources.

Weighing the pros and cons, Dongfang Guyue laughed heartily:

"Fellow Daoist, you flatter me! A mere wisp of fire seed sample is nothing to boast about! Fellow Daoist's ability to defeat the Alliance Leader of the Royal Power Alliance is already unparalleled in this world. It is an honor for Gu Yue to receive a promise from you, so how can I possibly repay you!"

He acted with great composure, immediately taking out a specially made jade talisman covered with sealing runes from his pocket. With a flash of pure Yang Flame at his fingertips, an incomparably pure golden flame was sealed into the jade talisman, the runes lit up, and it was firmly locked inside.

He handed the jade talisman to Qin Chuan: "Fellow Daoist, please accept it."

Qin Chuan solemnly accepted the jade talisman with both hands, feeling the supreme yang energy contained within it, and his heart was at peace.

He looked earnestly at Dongfang Guyue: "The Lord of the Manor is so generous, I will remember it forever. I will surely repay your kindness in the future."

He deliberately emphasized the word "return," and his gaze swept meaningfully over Jin Renfeng, who was standing to the side.

Jin Renfeng's heart skipped a beat when he saw that meaningful glance from him. Cold sweat instantly broke out on his back, and the obsequious smile on his face froze for a moment. He quickly lowered his head to hide the surprise and suspicion in his eyes and a trace of panic at being seen through.

"A gentleman judges by actions, not by intentions..."

Qin Chuan silently recited in his heart.

At this moment, Jin Renfeng was the perfect disciple in every way, both in his words and actions.

Without evidence, rashly revealing it would only alert the enemy, or even lead to a counterattack and a rift between him and Dongfang Guyue.

Even Dongfang Guyue might not believe it.

"It would be better to wait until your ambitions swell and your venomous claws are revealed, then take swift and decisive action to catch you red-handed!"

Qin Chuan had already made up his mind.

Having achieved its goal, Qin Chuan would not linger any longer.

He clasped his hands in thanks to Dongfang Guyue and Dongfang Huaizhu, saying, "Thank you for your kindness, Master. I will take my leave now."

"Fellow Daoist, please take care." Dongfang Guyue bowed and saw him off.

Qin Chuan, with Qin Li in tow, turned and strode out of the main hall of Shenhuo Mountain Manor.

The afterglow of the setting sun cast a long shadow of him.

He didn't turn around, but his figure seemed to carry a gaze that saw into the future, firmly fixing Jin Renfeng's seemingly submissive figure in place.

Only after Qin Chuan's figure completely disappeared from sight did Jin Renfeng slowly raise his head, looking in the direction Qin Chuan had left. Deep in his eyes, a hint of offended malice and an indescribable sense of apprehension flashed by.

He instinctively gripped the tray in his hand, his knuckles turning slightly white.

The sudden appearance of Qin Chuan made him feel an unprecedented threat.

Meanwhile, Dongfang Guyue gazed thoughtfully in the direction where Qin Chuan had disappeared, and said to her daughter and disciple:

"This young man is unfathomable. His words, whether shocking or not, should not be taken lightly."

Dongfang Qinlan looked at the empty doorway and curled her lip: "Hmph, finally gone! That mysterious weirdo!"

She took a bite of the candied hawthorn, as if trying to swallow away all the tension from just now.

As Dongfang Huaizhu gazed at the twilight, Qin Chuan's transcendent sword intent and his words about the future of the two races stirred up ripples in her clear, cold eyes, like a pebble thrown into a still lake.

Chapter 17: Three blows to the head, hands behind back, and he left.

The summit of Qingyun Peak is shrouded in mist, and the ancient and grand "Qingyun" mountain gate stands tall, with the two characters written with sharp strokes like knives, revealing a keen intent to cut through illusions.

The news that Qin Chuan had opened his mountain gates wide and was accepting disciples swept across the human territory like a storm, and crowds surged at the foot of the mountain.

Commoner cultivators yearning for power, young cultivators harboring dreams, and spies of all kinds sent by various powerful families were all stopped by a test:

All magical power is sealed by a barrier, and only those who climb the main peak of Qingyun Peak on foot, relying solely on their physical body and willpower, can enter the gate.

This is the foundation of "education for all" and also the threshold for "passing the test of character".

A barrier sealing off magical power enveloped the mountain path, instantly silencing the bustling crowd, leaving only heavy breathing and footsteps.

Among the arduous journey of the crowd, several figures stood out.

As the only direct descendant of a prestigious Dao Alliance family to come in person, Li Muchen had shed all his glory at this moment.

After her magic was sealed, she was just a girl whose body had not yet fully developed and who was even a little thin.

Her dress was torn by gravel, her sweat mingled with dust, and blood seeped from her knees.

However, her eyes were stubborn, and she gritted her teeth, using both hands and feet to struggle to get up every time she fell. Covered in a mess and with injuries, she almost climbed to the top of the mountain. Her fierce determination was truly moving.

A striking red figure stood out, carrying a huge wine gourd on her back—it was Tu Shan Ya Ya.

The sealing of demonic power had limited effect on her powerful demonic body, and climbing the mountain was easy and enjoyable for her, even making her feel somewhat bored.

But along the way, those spies from aristocratic families who harbored ulterior motives and pointed fingers at her as a fox spirit, or even insulted her, were in for a bad time.

Ya Ya doesn't care about the rules of the test. Whoever is foul-mouthed, she will punch them directly, leaving them with a bruised and swollen face, howling in pain.

She "cleaned up" the insolent creatures along the way, and was almost the first to easily reach the summit of Qingyun Peak.

There was also a boy with an innocent appearance and clear, childlike eyes who blended into the crowd and was inconspicuous.

His name was Gao Daqiang. He climbed the mountain at a moderate pace, with steady steps and even breathing. His face always wore a bewildered and curious expression, as if he were on a normal outing. He neither rushed nor lagged behind, and steadily reached the summit.

At the summit plaza, Qin Li, who was in charge of reception, was clearly taken aback when she saw that the first person to come up was a little fox demon in red carrying a large wine gourd.

Although he didn't know Ya Ya, he sensed the pure demonic power emanating from her and immediately guessed that this must be related to Tu Shan, and that she was definitely not here to become a disciple.

He stepped forward warily, his tone cautious: "This fox spirit girl?"

"Hmph!" Ya Ya put her hands on her hips and raised her chin slightly. "What are you looking at? I, Tu Shan Ya Ya, am not here to pay homage to your lousy mountain! Find Qin Chuan! I have something for him!"

His tone was arrogant and his manner was imposing.

Qin Li's heart skipped a beat; it really was a Tu Shan fox demon!

He dared not be negligent, and knowing that there was no need to go through the introductory procedures, he stepped aside and said, "Master is in the quiet room in the back mountain. Miss Ya Ya, please come with me."

Ya Ya snorted and swaggered across the square with Qin Li.

In the quiet room behind the mountain, Qin Chuan sat cross-legged, with a jade talisman that sealed the pure Yang Flame Seed floating in front of him.

A tiny golden flame, enveloped and isolated by layers of spiritual energy, lingered around his fingertips as he focused intently on deciphering the core secret of "re-tempering the magic weapon and enhancing its spirituality"—the key to creating a method for controlling magic weapons for the demon race.

The door to the quiet room opened, and Tu Shan Ya Ya's figure appeared.

She spotted the flickering golden flame at a glance, and her pupils contracted sharply!

A natural fear of the demon-slaying divine fire, originating from the depths of her blood, instantly seized her, and her fluffy fox ears stood up in response.

Her demonic power instinctively tried to gather, but it was suppressed by the restrictions at the summit, causing her to tense up slightly, her voice trembling: "Pure...pure Yang Flame?!"

Qin Chuan looked up upon hearing the sound and immediately understood.

With a slight twitch of his fingertips, he carefully retracted the flame into the jade talisman seal, and the extremely yang aura that made the demon race tremble was thus subdued.

He smiled gently: "Ya Ya, don't be afraid. This is just a research sample, completely isolated."

As the oppressive feeling disappeared, Ya Ya's perked-up ears slowly relaxed, but her little face remained stern, stubbornly maintaining her haughty demeanor.

"Who, who's afraid! I'm not afraid at all! What... what are you doing researching this damn thing? Don't you want to live?"

But his eyes still held a lingering fear.

Qin Chuan got up and walked closer, wanting to pat her head, but she nimbly dodged him.

He laughed nonchalantly, "Of course, it's to fulfill a bet I made with a certain little fox. Without it as a starting point, how could we create the demon race's method of refining and controlling magical artifacts?"

He paused, looking at Ya Ya's still tense little face, and added:

"Furthermore, everything in the world is interconnected and mutually restraining. Although the pure Yang Flame can subdue all demons, Ya Ya, if you can cultivate your own icy demon power to the extreme and reach the legendary 'absolute zero' state to freeze everything, then this divine fire may also be able to be frozen and restrained by you."

Ya Ya's heart skipped a beat. So he had always remembered the promise... and that's why he risked his life to do the research?

That statement about "absolute zero" was like a thunderclap in her heart, opening a door she had never seen before.

But she was sharp-tongued:

"Hmph! Bullshit! I bet you could study it for a hundred years and still not figure it out! Absolute zero? You make it sound so easy!"

But deep in her heart, a small voice was quietly cheering for Qin Chuan and firmly remembered the words "absolute zero".

Qin Chuan smiled nonchalantly and changed the subject: "Alright, tell me, what brings Miss Ya Ya here? Could it be that you miss me?"

Having said that, he looked at her mischievously.

"Pah! Who missed you! Stop being so vain!"

Ya Ya instantly bristled, her face flushed, and she frantically pulled out an exquisite envelope:

"It's my sister! She asked me to deliver this letter to you! She said it's important! If I wasn't worried that some clueless person on the road might lose it, I wouldn't have bothered making this trip!"

Qin Chuan took the fragrant envelope, and looking at the delicate handwriting, his smile deepened.

Upon opening and reading the letter, one could sense Tu Shan Hong Hong's concern between the lines. She inquired whether everything was going smoothly after leaving Tu Shan and elaborated on her idea of ​​emulating the Yi Qi Dao Alliance, integrating the power of the demon race, and establishing a "Demon Alliance," hoping to receive advice and support.

"Hey! What did your sister say in her letter?"

Ya Ya tried to stand on tiptoe to see, but she wasn't tall enough, and she scratched her head in frustration.

Qin Chuan smiled and handed it to her: "Here, see for yourself. Your sister has great ambitions."

Ya Ya snatched the letter and eagerly began to read it. When she saw the Demon Alliance's plan, her big eyes sparkled with excitement.

While Ya Ya was reading the letter, Qin Chuan went to his desk, picked up a pen, and wrote a reply. He thanked Hong Hong for her concern, briefly described the recent situation, and focused on responding to the Demon Alliance's plan.

He affirmed the idea of ​​integrating the demon race and seeking peace, believing it to be an important step in breaking down barriers and establishing a new order, and offered specific suggestions:

The principles of peaceful coexistence and protection of the weak were clearly defined, a rules-based arbitration mechanism was established, and the initial alliance was based on similar ideas, such as the demon emperor Shi Kuan, while also paying attention to balancing the demands of the lower-level demon races.

Finally, they expressed their continued support and willingness to provide assistance if necessary.

After writing, blow away the ink, carefully fold it, and put it into an envelope.

After reading the letter, Ya Ya's face was full of excitement.

Qin Chuan handed her the reply: "Here, please trouble Miss Ya Ya to make another trip."

Ya Ya took the letter, pouted, and said unhappily, "Hey! You really think I'm just a gofer?"

The thought of having to leave so soon after arriving filled her with overwhelming disappointment.