Battle Through the Heavens: I Can Solidify All Talents Chapter 42

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"I just never expected that, two thousand years later, that girl's descendant would come here again, and..."

Saint Qingling's gaze fell upon Queen Medusa, filled with undisguised admiration.

"You actually relied on your own strength to evolve your bloodline to the level of an Eight-Colored Heaven-Swallowing Python! Such talent and perseverance surpass even that girl's back then!"

Saint Qingling spoke with a trace of emotion before turning solemn. "Perhaps the inheritance she failed to complete back then will be continued through you!"

"Inheritance?"

Queen Medusa caught the keyword, and a flicker of confusion passed through her violet eyes.

"Indeed! You must know that among my Seven-Colored Heaven-Swallowing Python Clan, seven colors can attain sainthood, eight colors make one the king among saints, and nine colors can glimpse the legendary Emperor Realm!"

Saint Qingling nodded slightly and began recounting that secret buried for thousands of years. Her voice was ethereal, as though it had crossed the river of time:

Back then, Queen Medusa's ancestor had accidentally entered this Small World on the verge of collapse.

Seeing that she possessed the bloodline of the Snake-People Tribe and had a resolute heart, Saint Qingling bestowed upon her a strand of Nine-Colored Origin Blood from her clan to cleanse her bloodline.

She had hoped Queen Medusa's ancestor might one day truly transform into a Seven-Colored Heaven-Swallowing Python.

That way, she could inherit the legacy of the Seven-Colored Heaven-Swallowing Python Clan and ensure that its bloodline would not be completely severed.

Saint Qingling's gaze became distant and sorrowful, as though she could see the bloody storms of ancient times:

Thousands of years ago, the hostile forces of the Seven-Colored Heaven-Swallowing Python Clan had joined forces with several human Dou Saint experts and laid down a heaven-shaking killing trap, intending to wipe out the clan completely...

It had been a war so tragic that words could not describe it.

In the end, only Saint Qingling remained—the last bloodline of the Seven-Colored Heaven-Swallowing Python Clan, and also a Nine-Colored Heaven-Swallowing Python whose bloodline had undergone ultimate sublimation.

Relying on a bit of luck and countless sacrifices, she led part of the surviving clansmen out alive.

After many twists and turns, they arrived at this remote Northwest Continent and created this Small World, hoping the clan could recuperate and rebuild.

Who could have expected that, while Saint Qingling was outside searching for the spiritual treasures of heaven and earth needed to stabilize the Small World—

One of her old enemies, a human Dou Saint known as Saint Xueyou—

Had somehow tracked down this Small World.

When Saint Qingling returned, all she saw was devastation and the corpses of her clansmen...

Enraged, Saint Qingling and Saint Xueyou fought a desperate battle here.

Unfortunately, Saint Xueyou's cultivation was slightly stronger than Saint Qingling's, and his cultivation technique was exceptionally sinister and venomous.

For revenge, and to prevent the inheritance of the Seven-Colored Heaven-Swallowing Python Clan from being completely cut off—

Saint Qingling had no choice but to burn her life essence blood and Soul Origin. Only by risking mutual destruction had she finally managed to gravely wound him.

The cultivation technique Saint Xueyou practiced granted him extraordinarily tenacious vitality. Even after Saint Qingling exhausted everything she had, she still could not kill him completely.

Left with no alternative, Saint Qingling could only combine her remaining strength with the secret arts of the Seven-Colored Heaven-Swallowing Python Clan.

She laid down an exceptionally vicious Soul-Eroding Curse Seal, suppressing him here in hopes that the endless passage of time would slowly grind him away.

Yet he had ultimately endured it all!

The life-or-death battle between the two Dou Saints had also completely destroyed the foundation of this already unstable Small World, causing space to tear apart and destructive energy to run rampant.

Saint Qingling had been powerless to reverse the situation. She could only seal this Small World completely and remain trapped here together with Saint Xueyou.

As for Saint Qingling herself, she had burned too much away and reached the end of her strength. Only this remnant soul remained, barely surviving on the last vestiges of the Small World's origin, guarding the inheritance and guarding that seal...

Until two thousand years ago, when that little girl from the Snake-People Tribe accidentally entered this place.

Unfortunately, Queen Medusa's ancestor had ultimately fallen just short. She had failed to fully transform into a Seven-Colored Heaven-Swallowing Python and could not bear the power of the complete inheritance.

Saint Qingling could only send her back outside, hoping that her descendants would surpass their predecessors.

Several hundred years ago, this Small World had finally reached the brink of collapse, yet Saint Qingling still had not found a suitable inheritor.

To keep the Small World from perishing and wait for someone destined to come, Saint Qingling had no choice but to guide the Small World's instinctive absorption of life force from the outside world to replenish itself.

That was what caused the vast oasis to gradually turn into an endless desert over the course of several centuries.

Saint Qingling sighed, her voice full of apology. "For this matter, I have wronged your Snake-People Tribe and the living beings of this land."

Listening to this vast yet sorrowful ancient secret, Queen Medusa's feelings were indescribably complicated.

So this was the truth behind the mystery recorded by her clan—the reason the oasis had turned to sand.

And this Saint Qingling had remained here alone for thousands of years for the sake of her clan's inheritance. The loneliness and pain she had endured were easy to imagine.

"Ancestor..."

Queen Medusa called softly. This time, her voice carried heartfelt respect and a trace of pity.

Saint Qingling waved her hand, a relieved smile appearing on her face. "There is no need for that. Your arrival has finally allowed this remnant soul's mission to see the dawn of completion."

Saint Qingling's expression turned stern, and her tone became incomparably solemn. Supreme Dou Saint majesty radiated from her body:

"Medusa, descendant bearing the bloodline of an Eight-Colored Heaven-Swallowing Python, are you willing to accept the complete inheritance of my Seven-Colored Heaven-Swallowing Python Clan and shoulder the mission of continuing our bloodline and glory?"

Queen Medusa's delicate body trembled slightly as she instinctively looked toward Xiao Qing beside her.

Meeting her gaze, Xiao Qing nodded faintly, his eyes conveying encouragement and support.

This was not merely a tremendous opportunity. It was also a heavy responsibility.

Taking a deep breath, Queen Medusa turned to Saint Qingling. Her peerless face was filled with determination, and her voice was clear and firm. "This junior, Medusa, is willing to accept the inheritance!"

"Good!"

A brilliant smile of relief appeared on Saint Qingling's face, as though thousands of years of waiting had finally borne fruit. "Then shall we begin the bloodline inheritance now?"

"Good!"

Hearing this, Queen Medusa nodded, anticipation for the inheritance rising in her heart.

Seeing this, Saint Qingling hesitated no longer and raised her jade-like hand.

A burst of nine-colored radiance, even more brilliant than before and containing an incomparably rich life origin, suddenly erupted and instantly enveloped Queen Medusa completely.

The flowing radiance swiftly condensed into a gigantic nine-colored cocoon roughly thirty feet tall.

Runes flowed across the surface of the cocoon, releasing powerful energy fluctuations and an aura that seemed to have come from ancient times.

At the same time, Saint Qingling's voice rang directly in Queen Medusa's mind. "Accept the inheritance without worry. You need not concern yourself with matters outside. As for that little fellow, I will send him out of this realm."

Immediately afterward, Saint Qingling took out a drop of Nine-Colored Essence Blood. Though dim, it still emitted terrifying pressure.

The instant this drop of essence blood appeared, the energy throughout the entire plaza boiled.

Saint Qingling sent this precious drop of origin essence blood into the cocoon while forming hand seals with both hands.

She mobilized all the remaining energy of heaven and earth in the surroundings, causing it to pour continuously into the cocoon like rivers flowing into the sea, supporting the inheritance process.

After completing all this, Saint Qingling's already illusory figure visibly dimmed further, yet her face wore a satisfied smile.

Saint Qingling turned around, her gaze falling upon Xiao Qing, who had been standing quietly and watching. Her eyes held a trace of curiosity and scrutiny.

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"Little fellow..."

She spoke, breaking the silence of the plaza.

"Was it you who destroyed that old bastard Saint Xueyou's remnant soul?"

Though phrased as a question, her tone carried certainty.

"There is still a trace of his revolting aura lingering on you. It is faint, but it cannot escape my senses."

The moment Saint Qingling awoke, she discovered that her former mortal enemy had long since turned to ash and vanished between heaven and earth.

Her intuition told her that this youth, who appeared to be only at the Dou Wang level, concealed an enormous secret.

Otherwise, how could someone at the Dou Wang level deal with a Remnant Soul of a Dou Sheng that, even after being sealed for thousands of years, could still easily erase a Dou Zun?

Below a saint, all were ants. This was not merely a gap in strength, but a gulf between levels of life itself.

Xiao Qing's heart tightened. He had not expected this saint's senses to be so sharp.

His expression remained unchanged as he answered calmly, "Senior must be joking. This junior is merely a Five-Star Dou Wang. How could I possibly be a match for a Dou Saint expert? Senior must have sensed incorrectly."

Naturally, Xiao Qing would not take the initiative to expose himself. He stubbornly refused to admit it.

Saint Qingling stared at Xiao Qing for a moment. Those eyes that seemed capable of seeing through everything made him feel some pressure.

In the end, she smiled faintly and did not pursue the matter. "Very well, what you say makes sense... Perhaps I slept for too long, and my senses have become inaccurate."

She could tell that Xiao Qing was hiding something, but as a remnant soul on the verge of dissipating, she had no intention of prying into a junior's opportunities.

Moreover, Xiao Qing had indirectly helped her resolve the great threat of Saint Xueyou. All she felt toward him was gratitude.

Suddenly, Saint Qingling changed the subject. Her gaze swept between Xiao Qing and the nine-colored cocoon, and her tone carried a hint of teasing:

"Little fellow, you are still young. Are you married? What do you think... of this bloodline descendant of mine?"

She actually intended to play matchmaker!

"..." Xiao Qing's expression stiffened. Somewhat helplessly, he cupped his hands and said, "Senior, this junior is not yet thirteen and has not undergone the Coming of Age Ceremony."

Xiao Qing had only been in this world for twelve years. Though his soul was mature, this body truly was still that of a youth.

Besides, given Xiao Qing's temperament, if he truly had feelings for Queen Medusa, why would he need anyone else to play matchmaker?

Saint Qingling was slightly taken aback. After carefully sensing Xiao Qing's bone age, the surprise in her eyes deepened.

A Five-Star Dou Wang under thirteen years old, with a Spirit Realm soul?!

What monstrous Talent!

She became even more convinced that Xiao Qing's origins were extraordinary.

Her original intention was simply that Xiao Qing possessed peerless Talent, and his future accomplishments would be limitless!

If he could join with Queen Medusa, who would inherit her legacy, it would be of tremendous benefit to the latter's future growth.

Especially since Xiao Qing was very likely an alchemist with limitless potential.

"Forget it. Fate cannot be forced."

Saint Qingling sighed softly and said no more.

If she could not handle Xiao Qing, could she not handle her own descendant?

Once Queen Medusa finished accepting the inheritance, she would naturally find a way to have a proper talk with her.

"Do you plan to wait here until she finishes accepting the inheritance, or leave first?" Saint Qingling asked instead.

"May I ask, Senior, how long will this inheritance take?" Xiao Qing asked after pondering for a moment.

Saint Qingling thought for a while before giving a rather uncertain answer.

"A bloodline inheritance remakes one from the very foundation, so it takes quite a long time! At best, several months. At worst... perhaps two or three years?"

Two or three years?

Xiao Qing frowned slightly.

He had already been away from the Xiao Family in Wutan City for a year. It was time to go back and take a look.

Moreover, Old Yao, who slept within his Storage Ring, urgently needed Xiao Qing to find medicinal pills or spiritual treasures of heaven and earth to awaken him.

He could not wait here idly for several years.

"Since that is the case, this junior has important matters to attend to and cannot remain for long. I ask Senior to send me out of this place."

Xiao Qing cupped his hands and ultimately made his decision.

Saint Qingling nodded in understanding.

Then, with a flick of her jade-like hand, two items appeared in her palm.

One was a dark golden book of peculiar material, carrying an ancient and weathered aura.

The other was an ordinary-looking green scroll that faintly emitted sharp sword intent.

"Little fellow, take these two items." Saint Qingling handed the book and scroll to Xiao Qing.

"Consider it... well, consider it a reward for your affinity with this place."

"And for helping me settle matters with that old bastard."