After Yan Chihuo had completely fused the Fire Suanni's soul into himself, more than two hours had passed. Only then did he understand why the Fire Suanni's soul had surpassed even that of the Fire Qilin—the spiritual pill bestowed by that old man actually had the effect of strengthening the soul.
Yan Chihuo thought to himself, That old man is likely from a True Spirit Family. The spiritual pill he bestowed may have miraculous effects, but its enhancement of the soul is still limited. This Fire Suanni must have been an unusual breed itself; otherwise, it could not have surpassed that Fire Qilin. Perhaps it was precisely because its soul was so powerful that it won that old man's favor.
He glanced again at the Fire Suanni's corpse, reduced to mangled flesh, and thought, If this demon had not fought me at close quarters, even if I used Three Heads and Six Arms, I could not have killed it in a single blow.
Yan Chihuo looked at the six young qilins again and walked over. He had expected them to be quite hostile toward him, but before he could even approach, the six young qilins came forward to greet him. They actually seemed attached to him, leaving him secretly astonished.
He knew it was because he had fused a drop of blood essence from a mighty immortal-realm qilin into himself, but he could not understand why that Tribulation Stage Fire Qilin had wanted to devour his blood essence, whereas these six young qilins were so friendly toward him.
In truth, it was due to the difference in their cultivation. These six young qilins were merely at the Body Tempering Stage and could never be Yan Chihuo's match, so they were exceedingly friendly toward him because he possessed qilin blood essence.