Transmigrated into a book? A vicious female supporting character? A senior sister? Tsk tsk!

Normally, Tang Xinyan would have gently pulled it along, reasoned with it, and tried to build a bond with it, using a more lenient approach.

But at this moment, with her entire body scorched by flames, she was extremely irritable, especially when she saw the little fire spirit acting like a spoiled child, setting fires everywhere.

Tang Xinyan had only one thought in her mind: to drag the brat over and give him a good beating, and that's exactly what she did.

Even within her domain, where she held absolute control, the little fire spirit moved freely. Tang Xinyan struck it several times with lightning, but failed to catch it.

She couldn't help but grit her teeth and sigh inwardly. As expected of the number one ranked strange fire, at this moment, lightning flashed within her sea of ​​consciousness, while outside her consciousness, her body...

It was scorched into charcoal by the raging flames, and some of the flesh had even begun to peel off, revealing the jade-like white bones inside.

Although Xiao Yimo's formation could reduce the power of the flames, it could not eliminate the damage they caused. Xiao Yimo, who was standing guard nearby, couldn't help but feel a pang of anxiety.

However, he could only assist and could not intervene, otherwise even if the fire was refined, its fire spirit would not truly resonate with Tang Xinyan.

Within her sea of ​​consciousness, Tang Xinyan's attacks missed multiple times, and the intense pain caused her anger to surge to its peak.

When a person's emotions reach their extremes, whether it is fear or anger, their behavior becomes increasingly difficult to control.

Just as Tang Xinyan was losing control of her anger, a clear, cold voice entered her mind:

"Yan Yan, stay calm and face this calmly."

It was Xiao Yimo's voice. This voice acted like a calming agent, instantly calming Tang Xinyan's raging emotions.

Then, Xiao Yimo said:

"Yan Yan, calm down, focus, and don't let the other person control your emotions."

"Don't let the other person control your emotions"—this reminder helped Tang Xinyan calm down. Yes, how could she have let that brat control her emotions?

Clenching her teeth and enduring the pain, Tang Xinyan closed her eyes, ignoring the little fire spirit wandering around in her sea of ​​consciousness, and began to silently recite the Heart-Cleansing Mantra.

The little fire spirit, who had been happily "playing," hesitated for two seconds when Tang Xinyan suddenly stopped paying attention to her.

It then darted around even more excitedly, but this time, Tang Xinyan ignored it. After darting around a few times, it clearly noticed the situation.

The little fire spirit seemed somewhat puzzled and confused, and its movements slowed down. Finally, it seemed to find it boring.

She simply stopped, and at that moment, Tang Xinyan stopped chanting the incantation and suddenly unleashed a lightning strike at the little fire spirit.

To Tang Xinyan's surprise, the little fire spirit struck by lightning not only did not fly into a rage, but also expressed an extremely pleasant emotion towards her.

Seeing the little fire spirit moving closer to her instead, Tang Xinyan couldn't help but wonder, could it be that this little guy likes to be struck by lightning?

Why did it keep dodging when she tried to chop it up? Was it playing with her? If so, she'd have no choice but to swear a few times.

"Do you even know what kind of hell you're doing? I'm in the middle of a living hell, and you're going to play tag with a little brat like you? That's just ridiculous!!!"

Despite her complaints, Tang Xinyan dared not be careless since she hadn't yet subdued the little fire spirit. Since this little guy liked being struck by lightning...

Hmph, then your future master will not be polite. With that thought, Tang Xinyan unleashed several more lightning strikes.

This time, however, the little fire spirit was clearly dissatisfied, constantly twisting its body as it moved closer to her consciousness. Unfortunately, the two had not yet formed a contract.

Tang Xinyan genuinely didn't understand what it meant. The little fire spirit also clearly sensed the communication barrier and, after hesitating for a moment, suddenly expressed its willingness to submit.

Tang Xinyan was a little confused, but since the other party was willing to submit, she had to cooperate quickly. Everything she didn't understand would become clear after the contract was signed.

With the completion of the one-person-one-spirit contract, the raging purple flames on Tang Xinyan's skeletal body turned into golden flames.

This is the healing function that all different flames possess after a successful contract with a different flame. Contracting a different flame works like this; if successful...

The reward following the contract will heal you; conversely, if it fails, your bones will shatter and your soul will return to the underworld...

Seeing Tang Xinyan's flesh begin to regrow, Xiao Yimo breathed a sigh of relief and immediately turned around, his back to Tang Xinyan, to protect her.

After the contract was successfully formed, Tang Xinyan and the little fire spirit could communicate through their consciousness. After a period of consciousness communication,

Tang Xinyan then understood what the little fire spirit meant. The little fire spirit explained that the lightning she received the first time it struck her was different from the lightning that struck her later.

The little fire spirit not only liked the power contained within, but could also absorb that power to strengthen its aura, meaning it would level up.

This only confused Tang Xinyan more. Seeing that she was still puzzled, the little fire spirit thought for a moment and transmitted the message again, which translated to:

"Master, for the first time, there is golden power in the lightning."

Golden power? There was golden power in the lightning. Suddenly, Tang Xinyan remembered her lightning tribulation—it was a purple-gold lightning tribulation, and that lightning was purple with gold in it.

Could it be that she absorbed some of the purple-gold power while tempering her body with heavenly lightning? But why is it still sometimes effective and sometimes not?

After carefully comparing the before and after, Tang Xinyan calmed down, concentrated her mind, and unleashed a lightning strike at the small flame. This time, she could see it clearly.

There was indeed a hint of gold mixed in with the purple lightning, and the little fire spirit's cheerful reaction confirmed her guess.

Tang Xinyan couldn't help but sigh, it really was a lucky accident. At the same time, it also proved the famous saying that risk and reward go hand in hand.

It's a pity she didn't absorb much, and she can't control too much right now. Otherwise, her attacks imbued with the power of lightning punishment would be incredibly powerful.

After absorbing the power of heavenly lightning once more, the little fire spirit let out a burp, transformed into a wisp of purple flame, and floated in the center of Tang Xinyan's sea of ​​consciousness.

Clearly, they went to digest the energy. The previously hidden Yuanjie and Liuli Pagoda now appeared on either side of the flames.

The flames on Tang Xinyan's body had completely extinguished. She carefully examined her body; everything was fine.

The bones were tempered to become harder, the reshaped meridians were widened considerably, and even the newly grown skin became more and more supple.

However… the next second, Tang Xinyan’s face turned bright red. She hurriedly took out a set of magical robes, cast a spell to put them on, and stood up to see Xiao Yimo with his back to her.

Tang Xinyan secretly thought it was fortunate, and quickly bowed to Xiao Yimo: "Master."

Xiao Yimo spread his divine sense around, shielding himself from Tang Xinyan's perception. Hearing her call his name, he responded softly and confirmed:

"All right?"

Tang Xinyan blushed again and quickly said, "Okay."

Xiao Yimo then turned around, his gaze suddenly drawn to the purple mark on Tang Xinyan's forehead.