Journey to the Coming-of-Age Ceremony

The residual might of the flaming greatsword slowly dissipated into the void. Xiao Ling gradually unclenched his fists, the scorching sensation lingering in his palms still distinct. The Dou Qi that had merged with Little Yan Ji continued to flow gently through his meridians, each surge carrying a peculiar warmth.

Clenching his palm, Xiao Ling could not help feeling somewhat moved. Little Yan Ji had only just reached the energy level of an Eighth-tier Magical Beast, yet she was already able to grant him such a significant boost. Not only did his Dou Qi circulate more smoothly, but the power of his Fire Attribute attacks had also quietly increased.

He could easily imagine that if Little Yan Ji continued devouring high-quality flames and constantly broke through in strength, this enhancement would surely become even more astonishing.

Judging by its current effects, with Little Yan Ji's assistance, he could practically remain undefeated among those of the same rank.

Even against opponents of a slightly higher realm, the surge in battle power brought by this fusion made fighting above his level far from impossible.

Having felt out the effects of the fusion, Xiao Ling did not linger any longer. He immediately focused his mind and sent a message through his thoughts to Little Yan Ji within him, signaling that she could end the possession state.

The moment that thought fell, he sensed movement from the lively flame aura within his body. Little Yan Ji, who had merged into his meridians, had clearly received his intent precisely.

The next instant, the flame effects around Xiao Ling's body began to fade quietly. His hair, originally dyed fiery red, gradually returned to black; the firelight dancing in his eyes slowly dimmed before finally settling into calm. Even the scorching pressure in the air dispersed bit