Deep within the Magical Beast Mountain Range, not far from the Amethyst Winged Lion King's cave, in a clean and tidy thatched cottage.
"Little Lion, come here!"
On the open space in front of the thatched cottage, Yan Qingshan beckoned the little Amethyst Winged Lion to come to him.
Surprisingly, the little fellow, who had been glaring at him with hostility just a few days ago, immediately trotted over wagging its tail upon hearing the call.
Yan Qingshan fed the little Amethyst Winged Lion the potion he had prepared in the jade bottle. The little fellow half-collapsed on the ground, its eyes narrowed, making happy gurgling sounds, the purple crystals on its body glowing, and its aura showing slight improvement.
"Kid, you really have a way with magical beasts. This little guy couldn't wait to bite you to death a few days ago, but now it's so enthusiastic when it sees you."
The Eight-Winged Black Serpent Emperor, Bai Ya, watched this scene from the side and couldn't help but sigh.
To ensure that the little Amethyst Winged Lion wouldn't be taken back prematurely, it had kept the little beast under its watchful eye these days, witnessing the change in the little Amethyst Winged Lion's attitude towards Yan Qingshan.
"Most magical beasts don't have such complicated thoughts. If you treat it well, it will naturally be enthusiastic towards you. But whether you can maintain this relationship is another matter."
Yan Qingshan gently stroked the little Amethyst Winged Lion's head, checking its physical condition from top to bottom. He first pinched its head to check its teeth, then its claws.
"Turn around again!"
After checking the little Amethyst Winged Lion's claws, teeth, and physical condition, Yan Qingshan patted its butt. The little beast let out a purring sound, relaxing its whole body and rolling over, exposing its belly to Yan Qingshan for him to examine.
Although the Amethyst Winged Lion King is a magical beast, some of its characteristics are no different from ordinary animals. Felines will only allow someone they are willing to be close to touch a few sensitive areas.
The first is the claws, its innate weapon, like a person's hands. No one likes the feeling of having their hands restrained.
Next are the butt and stomach. "Don't touch a tiger's butt," and the same goes for a lion's butt. If someone patted its butt like Yan Qingshan did just now, they would definitely be attacked.
After the claws and butt, there's the belly, the most vulnerable part of an animal's body. When a magical beast is willing to expose its belly to you, it means genuine trust.
This is what puzzled the Eight-Winged Black Serpent Emperor. According to its personality, if someone had treated it like Yan Qingshan treated the little Amethyst Winged Lion, it would never forgive them and would seek revenge at the first opportunity.
But young beasts like the little Amethyst Winged Lion, or rather, children, remember things clearly but also forget them quickly.
Some things, if not handled well, they will remember for a lifetime, but if handled well, they will forget quickly.
These days, Yan Qingshan had been busy with this little beast almost every day, letting it experience the ultimate treatment that modern cat owners give their pets, and carefully preparing various delicious foods suitable for its taste, quickly winning over the little fellow.
The Eight-Winged Black Serpent Emperor suddenly lowered its head and said to Yan Qingshan, "The Amethyst Winged Lion King has sent another batch of things. I feel it's getting a little impatient."
"Is that so?"
Yan Qingshan squatted on the ground, gently scratching the little Amethyst Winged Lion's belly, massaging it and playing with it.
Hearing the Eight-Winged Black Serpent Emperor's words, a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes, "The things I need are almost complete, right?"
The Eight-Winged Black Serpent Emperor subconsciously replied, but stopped halfway, "Almost complete. Those few girls are already... Wait, kid, watch your tone. Lord Bai Ya is not your subordinate."
"It's good that they're complete. It's almost time."
Yan Qingshan picked up the little Amethyst Winged Lion and walked with it and the Eight-Winged Black Serpent Emperor in another direction.
A dark green medicine cauldron was placed on a Flaming Cloud Wood, and most of the medicinal liquid inside the cauldron had been prepared.
The mountain spring and spirit dew had been steamed into a dark green color, and a medicinal scent permeated the surroundings.
"Little fellow, I need to borrow some of your essence blood..."
Yan Qingshan half-squatted and discussed with the little Amethyst Winged Lion. After getting its response, he carefully cut open the blood vessel in its forelimb, and a puff of purple-glowing blood was drawn into the medicine cauldron.
While bleeding the little Amethyst Winged Lion, Yan Qingshan kept feeding it the prepared potions.
These days, Yan Qingshan had been feeding the little Amethyst Winged Lion well and conditioning its body, all for today.
The little Amethyst Winged Lion, which had been over-nourished, was a little bloated these days. At first, bleeding didn't cause any discomfort, and it even felt a little relieved.
"Human, what are you doing? You dare to covet the bloodline of my Amethyst Winged Lion King clan!"
The Amethyst Winged Lion King's roar came from not far away, and its figure appeared in the valley in the next moment amidst a thunderous sonic boom, staring fixedly at the little Amethyst Winged Lion being bled.
Magical beasts value their bloodline extremely, especially essence blood. In the original story, Xiao Yan was only suspected of possessing the Heaven Demon Phoenix's essence blood, and the Heaven Demon Phoenix clan attacked him several times, which shows how important it is.
And now, Yan Qingshan was bleeding its child in front of the Amethyst Winged Lion King, which was tantamount to walking a tightrope while being chased, an extreme act of courting death.
Although the Eight-Winged Black Serpent Emperor was unwilling to fight the Amethyst Winged Lion King again, it wouldn't back down at this moment, "Amethyst Winged Lion King, your child agreed to this."
"You dare to quibble!"
The Amethyst Winged Lion King roared, and three fifth-rank and many fourth-rank magical beasts surged out, surrounding the place. It was unwilling to delay any longer.
"Roar, roar..."
Suddenly, the little Amethyst Winged Lion turned its head and let out two low roars. The Amethyst Winged Lion King's figure froze, staring at its child for a long time.
"Alright!"
With the loss of a large amount of blood, the purple luster on the little Amethyst Winged Lion's body was a little dim.
Yan Qingshan stopped it from continuing, applied the prepared wound medicine to stop the bleeding and nourish its body, and then patted its head, "Go back!"
"Roar~~~"
The little Amethyst Winged Lion let out a low roar, then wagged its tail and ran towards its mother. The Amethyst Winged Lion King also excitedly stepped forward, its roars filled with the joy of reunion.
Yan Qingshan's clothes fluttered without wind, and a ten-foot-tall peach-red flame rose from his body. The flaming Yan Qingshan jumped directly into the medicine cauldron, the medicinal power being drawn into his body, starting a new round of baptism and transformation.
The Eight-Winged Black Serpent Emperor looked at the transforming Yan Qingshan and whispered,
"This kid's secret technique looks quite ancient. It can integrate the bloodline of magical beasts for his own use and almost perfectly eliminate the influence of bestiality. This cultivation technique is quite good!"
The Amethyst Winged Lion King led the group of beasts, staring unhappily at Yan Qingshan and the others inside, but did not act rashly. After all, Yan Qingshan had kept his promise.
Bai Ya's strength made it dare not act recklessly, and the little Amethyst Winged Lion's good words had some effect, which prevented it from acting impulsively.