Chapter 345: Fourth‑Grade Dragon Blood Fruit Seed

"Son, are you really okay?"

Long Ming still wasn't entirely convinced; she clearly knew how fearsome the Red Moon Fox Fire was. Back then, obtaining this flame had been thanks to a friend's help—that friend's strength was no trifle, and this flame had almost drawn her in, causing her soul to suffer damage.

This fiercely destructive flame once wreaked havoc everywhere; hearing the four words "Red Moon Fox Fire," countless Strong Ones were shocked.

Many who coveted her had their courage shattered by this flame.

Within the Sealed World, few know this flame—perhaps only some of the Fox Clan, for it exists in their memory and bloodline, an unforgettable and forbidden presence. As for who is most sensitive and wary of the Red Moon Fox Fire, it must be the Fox Clan.

Speaking of the Fox Clan, Long Ming glanced at the kneeling Hu Yueer trio—three family members kneeling there for days. When she went up the mountain she saw them, but paid no mind, nor did she ask why they knelt, why they did so, or why they had knelt so long; she simply didn't care.

Originally, she hadn't come up the mountain for the Hu Yueer family; in her eyes, they didn't exist. The Chen Clan would never let them in—allowing them to stay on Longshe Shan was already the utmost tolerance. Were it not for the sake of those two children, Long Ming would have long since struck down Hu Yueer and wouldn't let her appear before her.

Long Ming had long known of their stay on Longshe Shan, and guessed as much—aside from here, they had nowhere else to go.

"Mother, I'm fine; a mere flame like this can't hurt your son."

"……"

Long Ming's eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at her son. His tone and attitude—if it had been before, she would have thought he was boasting—but the fact unfolded before her eyes, leaving her somewhat astonished. Her son truly seemed unharmed after swallowing the Red Moon Fox Fire; no mishap occurred. Instead, his aura grew richer.

No trace of the Red Moon Fox Fire remained on him; it seemed as if he had swallowed that flame.

Chen Chuyang indeed swallowed the Red Moon Fox Fire. After entering his body, the flame swiftly went to his dantian, before it could cause trouble, being wrapped by his Pill Fire, consumed—within a few breaths it was entirely devoured, becoming part of his Pill Fire.

All karma and obscurity within the flame were also destroyed under the Heavenly Tribulation; the tribulation bombarded, the Pill Fire devoured it, and before any Sword Dao power could be used, the Red Moon Fox Fire was completely consumed, becoming nourishment for the Pill Fire.

The Pill Fire gained the Red Moon Fox Fire's traits, the flame grew more vigorous, emitting a strange light. Chen Chuyang was very pleased; as the Pill Fire strengthened, the efficiency of pill refining and artifact refining rose, his fire technique improved as well—nothing but benefits.

He still wanted to devour more flames—beast fire or earth fire, anything he could consume, he would swallow.

He turns none away.

Unbidden, Chen Chuyang thought of earth fire—perhaps he could swallow those earth fires to thoroughly enhance himself.

"Mother, do you have any spare flame? Any kind will do."

Long Ming stared, astonished, and asked: "Son, you still want flame?"

"Exactly; a single Red Moon Fox Fire isn't even enough to fill a tooth gap."

"……"

Long Ming stared for a long time without uttering a word, gazing deeply at her son; only after a long while did she speak.

"Mother has no spare flame either—just this one."

"Son, if you want more flame, Mother will think of a way."

Chen Chuyang waved his hand: "Never mind, Mother had better not wander about; stay put in the Chen Clan, your identity and bloodline must not be exposed, nor should others learn of your existence. As for flame, I'll find it myself."

Long Ming nodded; indeed, she ought not to wander about—her identity is too sensitive, and if discovered, the consequences would be unthinkable.

The Dragon Pellet condensed again, restoring part of her strength—still not fully recovered, and still quite dangerous.

Within the Sealed World, though the danger isn't high, outsiders are watching the inside, so she must still avoid exposure.

Chen Chuyang also didn't want his mother to draw premature attention from those people; at the least, he must wait until his strength is utterly invincible before gradually revealing himself. By then, Chen Chuyang will fear nothing. For now, the focus is development—lie low, develop slowly, not rushing to reveal himself or appear before the world.

With his medicinal pills aiding him, plus his cooperation with the Eldest Princess, the resources Chen Chuyang will need in the future will be swiftly replenished; the Chen Clan's business gradually expands, his father-in-law's family also lending a hand—everything moves toward a better direction, and in such times, one must not be impatient.

All told, the Chen Clan has five Condensed Pellet–level Strong Ones: father, second uncle, third uncle, mother, and him—still not strong enough; top-tier combat power is too scarce, with only the mother counting as relatively strong. The younger generation hasn't fully matured yet; lacking even dozens of Condensed Pellets, Chen Chuyang dares not speak loudly.

Condensed Pellet is still insufficient; at the very least, a few True Realm Strong Ones must appear.

The outside world is ultimately too vast; he knows little of it and feels insecure.

The unknown is what's most frightening.

"Alright, be careful."

"Mother, rest easy; in this world, no one can harm your son."

Long Ming had no doubts this time and nodded.

His son is indeed very strong—far stronger than she had imagined, many times over.

After re-condensing the Dragon Pellet, she could not see through her son—this says it all.

The son before her is shrouded in mist, both cultivation and strength unfathomable.

And that black goat isn't simple either; on Longshe Shan, mysteries abound.

Besides the black goat, there is also a small carp awakening its bloodline; its Dragon Clan bloodline is thin compared to Long Ming's, yet among other demon beasts it is quite rich—its future is limitless.

Shang Hongxue's cultivation as a daughter-in-law is not lacking either; at her current pace, she will soon reach Condensed Pellet.

Moreover, the mountain bears many spirit fruits and spirit medicines, Dragon Blood Rice and Dragon Tooth Rice, growing well—especially Dragon Blood Rice, whose planting numbers have increased greatly; after this crop matures and is replanted, the Chen Clan will never lack Dragon Blood Rice.

Thinking of that time for the Chen Clan, just how mighty it will become.

"Son, here." Long Ming thought, then produced a seed and gave it to Chen Chuyang.

"Mother, what is this?"

"Dragon Blood Fruit Seed; if cultivated to maturity it can reach sixth grade, while this seed is presently fourth grade—if irrigated with Dragon Blood, sixth grade is not the limit."

Chen Chuyang took it at once; this is a fine thing—a sixth‑grade Dragon Blood Fruit? Though the mature fruit would be such, this seed is only fourth grade, its growth potential is high, surpassing all spirit fruits on Longshe Shan—if truly cultivated, wouldn't that be something?

A sixth‑grade Dragon Blood Fruit would surely be far more effective than Dragon Blood Rice—at least tenfold—thinking of this, Chen Chuyang couldn't help but choke up, overcome with excitement.

He held the seed carefully; he had plenty of Dragon Blood, and the Wild Dragon Snake's blood is abundant—once those snakes hatch, he will have an endless supply of Dragon Blood, and must cultivate the Dragon Blood Fruit.