Chapter 941: The Shock Brought by the Ascending Dragon Pool

Long Zetian was puzzled; her granddaughter Long Ming's bloodline and body had recovered, not just a little, but comprehensively. Although her cultivation had not yet fully recovered, following this trend, she would certainly recover completely within two years, and she might even make further progress.

In this world, lacking everything, she actually began to recover; even though she had returned this time, there was no guarantee she could help her recover, and she had to bring her out of this world to Tianwai for any chance of recovery.

The spiritual energy of this world is too scarce and thin; cultivation is impossible. She had decided this world was deficient, incomplete, unsuitable for True Realm cultivation; advancing even a step here would be as hard as climbing to heaven.

But this time, upon returning, it was broken.

What she had thought in her heart was shattered again and again; she was shocked and needed to know the cause. Perhaps this would be the hope for her Azure Dragon Clan to rise again, or perhaps it would be the hope for them to take revenge.

Chen Chuyang said to Long Zetian, "Some things aren't suitable to say outside; grandmother, let's go up the mountain to talk."

Outside, after all, is unsafe, with a risk of leakage; Chen Chuyang was very cautious, not … speaking here.

Long Zetian frowned, staring at Long Ming; Long Ming hurriedly grabbed her hand and shook it, saying, "Grandma, we have things to discuss; let's go up the mountain first to talk; this place is not suitable for speaking."

"Once we reach the mountain, you will naturally understand."

Long Zetian looked at her granddaughter, her heart softened instantly, and she nodded: "Alright, I'll listen to you."

Then they headed up the mountain, passing through mist, enduring layer after layer of formations; Long Zetian's heart was shocked again upon entering Longshe Shan. She looked back at the formations behind her, the invisible sword qi emanating from them constantly threatening her; if she rashly charged in, she would likely…

"These formations?"

They posed a threat to her, and it was very likely they could trap her and then gradually wear her down.

Such formations are not something this world should possess, nor could a mere Longshe Shan have them.

When she came to Longshe Cheng back then, there was no such mountain peak, nor these formations.

"Grandma, these formations were set up by Chuyang; he's quite interested in formations, just tinkering."

"Please excuse my rudeness, Grandma; since you're here this time, you could give Chuyang some guidance."

Long Ming said sincerely, not mocking Long Zetian, nor trying to trap her.

In her heart, Chen Chuyang's formations were decent, but far inferior to her grandmother's.

This grandmother is… strong in every aspect.

Long Zetian stood stunned, looking up at the sky; the formations enveloped Longshe Shan—those formations, such mastery.

She could not offer guidance, not knowing how to, because such formations she could neither set up nor … solve; even if she tried to guide, Long Zetian would have no idea where to start.

For a moment, she didn't know what to say; her heart was very conflicted.

Her gaze gradually fell on Chen Chuyang as she asked curiously, "Kid, did you really set up this formation?"

Chen Chuyang laughed, "Yeah, I usually just tinker; could it still catch your eye?"

Long Zetian's mouth twitched; these two really are mother and son, truly … identical.

In terms of being disgusting, it's the most disgusting.

Although they meant no harm, after they spoke, Long Zetian felt mocked.

Chen Chuyang looked at his grandmother before him, naturally noticing her subtle expression changes, knowing her thoughts, and naturally realizing this grandmother had been frightened; it seemed this maternal grandmother was not impressive, not as formidable as he had imagined.

Her cultivation, strength, and all aspects fell short of what he had considered terrifying.

"Eh?"

Long Zetian gasped in surprise, then said, "Not bad."

Having come this far, she could only force herself to praise, daring not to give guidance.

Next, Long Zetian set aside this issue and looked toward Longshe Shan.

Upon looking, her brow furrowed even more tightly.

Staring at the mountain peak, her pupils constricted.

After a while, she spoke: "Why is the spiritual energy of this mountain peak so rich? It doesn't resemble the spiritual veins this world should have."

"Moreover, this mountain peak gives me a strange feeling."

Long Zetian felt it strange; this mountain peak surely has problems and is still gradually improving.

Its current state is not the mountain peak's limit.

A complete spiritual vein, and not an ordinary one; it may soon advance to a medium-grade spiritual vein, only one step away, and that step is not far.

Around Longshe Cheng, there are no spiritual veins; Long Zetian knows this well.

"Reporting to Grandma, Longshe Shan was originally a deficient spiritual vein with scarce spiritual energy; after Chuyang came here, he spent much effort and resources to alter this mountain peak, investing heavily to complete its restoration."

"Grandma, this is the forbidden ground of our Chen Clan, and also the hope for our Chen Clan's rise."

"Here is our clan's Dragon Blood Rice; Chuyang also cultivated it successfully, and its scale has expanded manyfold; nowadays, there is no shortage of Dragon Blood Rice to eat on Longshe Shan."

There is plenty of Dragon Blood Rice and Dragon Tooth Rice for them to eat as they please; Longshe Shan's scale has expanded manyfold, and it keeps expanding each time.

Liu Yuer devotedly tended these Dragon Blood Rice, having long gained expertise, naturally becoming a specialist in Dragon Blood Rice, focusing on researching Dragon Blood Rice and Dragon Tooth Rice.

Those spiritual herbs, tended by Hongxue and Xiao Qian'er, are growing very well.

Long Ming brought his grandmother up the mountain, walking and introducing the situation of Longshe Shan along the way.

Long Zetian was shocked throughout, unable to utter a word; finally, they arrived at the dwelling.

Long Ming said to Chen Chuyang, "Chuyang, is it over there?"

Chen Chuyang nodded, "Grandma, please go this way."

Long Zetian followed doubtfully, with Long Ming tagging along.

Several people reached the mountaintop, a place shrouded in mist, covered by several layers of formations.

Without entering this place, one cannot detect its strangeness, nor sense the existence of this place.

Without Chen Chuyang leading the way, others cannot find it, nor approach it.

This formation is a top-tier formation and also the most dangerous; entering it rashly leads to a dead end.

After passing through the formation, there were still layers of mist blocking spiritual sense and sight.

Chen Chuyang waved his hand, and the mist temporarily cleared.

The Ascending Dragon Pool appeared, inside it the dragon's blood water surged, giving birth to a batch of new liquid.

The blood-red liquid, faintly, carried the roar of a giant dragon.

Long Ming and Chen Chusheng's bloodlines trembled in unison, and they both roared at the Ascending Dragon Pool.

Long Zetian's pupils widened; at this moment, she could no longer remain calm.

Ignoring the trembling of her bloodline and her own appearance, she walked to the edge of the Ascending Dragon Pool and stroked it.

"What is this?"

"How is this possible?"

"Does this thing really exist?"