Wang Yufan was holding the Crimson Demon Tiger's teeth, making a tsk sound.
The Crimson Demon Tiger, which had been immobilized, its eyes began to twitch wildly; it didn't know when this human had appeared, or how such a powerful human could exist.
The Crimson Demon Tiger was already praying in its heart, begging him not to bother it, as it was just an ignorant child.
But Wang Yufan didn't care about any of that; he directly stretched out his palm and reached for the Crimson Demon Tiger's head, even though the Crimson Demon Tiger's head was very large compared to Wang Yufan's hand.
But in that instant, the Crimson Demon Tiger seemed to see its ancestor waving a paw at it, calling it over for a reunion.
It's over, I'm definitely going to die this time; in my next life, I, the Crimson Demon Tiger, will definitely not provoke humans, and then it directly closed its eyes.
One breath, two breaths.
It's coming, it's coming; a pain as if its soul was being drawn out spread from the Crimson Demon Tiger's brain throughout its entire body. It desperately wanted to raise its head and roar, but its body was immobilized, and that intense pain made the Crimson Demon Tiger's whole body feel as if it had been drenched in rain.
At this moment, a cluster of black flames was constantly flickering on Wang Yufan's palm.
"This is a good item," Wang Yufan said, then held it up and shook it in front of Xu Changqing.
"Master, is this Origin Demonic Flame?"
"Oh, Changqing, you actually know about this flame."
"Yes, Master, when this disciple was young, I had an extraordinary encounter. There was an ancient book that described the types of flames in this world.
They can roughly be divided into four major categories: Heaven, Earth, Profound, and Yellow. And this Demonic Flame belongs to the Profound grade. Yellow-grade flames include Spirit Flames and True Flames, which are also divided into upper, middle, and lower grades based on how different cultivators refine them.
That book also roughly recorded and explained that Earth-grade flames include Samadhi True Fire, Void Demonic Flame, and so on. And Heaven-grade ones include Phoenix True Fire, Nether Spirit Flame, and so on.
So, Master, I feel that your flame is far more than just this little bit."
Listening to Xu Changqing's explanation of the flames, Wang Yufan also nodded, not expecting that his disciple would know about such a thing. However, he had only mentioned the tip of the iceberg.
"Changqing, you've said a lot. There are indeed many types of flames. I, your Master, will not explain them in detail to you now; I will tell you when we encounter them again later.
Come, swallow this flame."
Hearing the first half of Wang Yufan's words, Xu Changqing didn't feel anything, but when he was told to swallow this flame, he was a bit stunned.
"Master, what are you." Xu Changqing asked cautiously.
Wang Yufan revealed a meaningful smile.
"Come, eat it, and I, your Master, guarantee you'll be very happy when it finish."
This smile fell into Xu Changqing's eyes; he had previously thought his Master seemed rather aloof, but now he felt as if he had joined the wrong sect.
Wang Yufan held up the flickering black Demonic Flame in one hand, walked towards Xu Changqing, and said, "Come on, my good disciple, one swallow feels like a god, would I, your Master, harm you?"
Xu Changqing's heart was already complaining at this moment.
Master, you're not trying to harm me; you're trying to send this disciple to meet my grandfather early.
Where would one directly swallow this Demonic Flame? Although he didn't have much knowledge, this should be refined and absorbed into the body; how could it be directly swallowed?
Just as he was thinking, Wang Yufan directly pulled him, lightly pinched Xu Changqing's shoulder, making Xu Changqing cry out in pain.
Wang Yufan then directly sent the black Demonic Flame in his hand into Xu Changqing's mouth.
Wang Yufan clapped his hands and observed Xu Changqing's changes.
At this moment, Xu Changqing had originally thought that the moment the Demonic Flame entered his mouth, his throat would surely be burned out, but things were the exact opposite; the Demonic Flame entered his mouth and directly slid down his throat into his Dantian.
Streams of warmth slowly emanated from his Dantian.
This comfortable feeling made Xu Changqing involuntarily let out strange sounds.
And at this time, Wang Yufan, who was observing Xu Changqing, heard his disciple making such sounds in front of him. His expression changed, he blew on his finger, and directly flicked Xu Changqing's head.
The moment the flick landed, centered on Xu Changqing, his back seemed to be cleansed by an invisible force, and dust rose everywhere.
It's unclear how powerful this flick was, but the trees behind Xu Changqing were all pulverized in a straight line, leaving only endless passages, and even the clouds in the sky were directly split in half.
And a large bump slowly rose on top of Xu Changqing's head.
"So comfortable, ah, so painful." Xu Changqing began to cry out.
"This, why is his expression a bit different from what I imagined?" Wang Yufan scratched his head.
"This kid, not learning good things at such a young age, he's got a knack for making those sounds."
"Shut up."
Xu Changqing, who was howling, felt as if an invisible force had directly sealed his mouth. He didn't even need to think to know it must be his Master.
Xu Changqing regretted it; he shouldn't have taken this young man, who seemed not much older than himself, as his Master.
Thus, Xu Changqing hopped in place for a long time until the large bump on his head subsided, and the warmth in his Dantian also just ended.
"Unseal."
"Master, this Demonic Flame is truly wonderful. I feel my Dantian is much stronger than before."
Xu Changqing seemed to have forgotten what had just happened and came directly to Wang Yufan, saying.
Wang Yufan's mouth twisted into a smile, and he said, "Changqing, you've worked hard. You are at an age where you should endure hardships; you must cultivate diligently and repay your Master's guidance."
Xu Changqing felt his Master was a bit strange, but he didn't think much of it.
"Master, rest assured."
Before Xu Changqing could finish his sentence, Wang Yufan continued.
"I, your Master, am at ease. Also, try to keep your voice down later. Come, come, take good care of the Seven Star Immortal-Slaying Sword; remember to use it later."
Saying that, he handed the Seven Star Immortal-Slaying Sword on the ground to Xu Changqing, then looked at the Crimson Demon Tiger, which had been confined for a long time, and snapped his fingers.
This action made Xu Changqing feel stunned. What did Master mean by this?
Just as he was thinking, the confined Crimson Demon Tiger finally gained freedom. Just as it was about to escape, Wang Yufan's voice transmission directly entered its sea of consciousness.
"Little Tiger, don't run away. You'll fight this human later. If you kill him, you can eat him; I won't interfere. Your teeth are gone, so I'll restore your power to its peak."
After he finished speaking, an invisible force directly made the dejected Crimson Demon Tiger stand up as if it had been injected with a stimulant, then it looked at Xu Changqing's figure.
Being suddenly stared at by a pair of eyes, Xu Changqing turned his head and saw the Crimson Demon Tiger's two large, dark eyes fixed on him.
He immediately turned his head to look at the spot where his master had been standing, but he had vanished without a trace, and the black dog had also disappeared.
A bad feeling once again assailed his heart.