Chapter 955: Pill Fire Advances Again

Chuyang, how could you have swallowed it? Hurry up and spit it out—this is Qinglong Yimu Fire, it will burn you to ashes.

Spit it out, Chuyang, don't force yourself—spitting it out still offers hope.

Long Zetian was frightened; after reacting, he immediately had Chen Chuyang spit out the Qinglong Yimu Fire, and also helped him a bit.

This is no joke.

The terror of Qinglong Yimu Fire is known best by Long Zetian; within the True Realm, no one can withstand it, let alone swallow it into the belly—even in the Dao Realm, one would be burned to ashes.

Chen Chuyang is the son of his own granddaughter, and also the hope of the Azure Dragon Clan—nothing must happen to him.

Anxious Long Zetian urged the Heishanyang: 'Hurry and make him spit it out, help him a bit.'

The Heishanyang showed no urgency, speaking slowly: 'Don't rush, this kid isn't as reckless as you think; since he chose to swallow it, it means he's fine.'

'How could there be no problem? This is Qinglong Yimu Fire—his body can't endure it; if you don't act now, he'll soon be burned to ashes.'

By then, trying to retain him will be unlikely.

Long Zetian was extremely anxious, wishing to have Chen Chuyang spit it out immediately; the Heishanyang was calm and unhurried, showing no intention to help, while Chen Chuyang smiled at her, as if watching a show.

This scene left Long Zetian stunned.

After a while, Chen Chuyang was fine; the Qinglong Yimu Fire seemed to have disappeared, causing him no harm.

This kid is perfectly fine, nothing at all; Long Zetian looked at Chen Chuyang in disbelief, and after confirming he was truly unharmed, Long Zetian still worried and asked: 'Chuyang, can you spit out the Qinglong Yimu Fire?'

She was afraid—after finally finding the hope for the Azure Dragon Clan's rise, how could it end here?

Just in case, we still need to have Chen Chuyang spit it out.

Chen Chuyang waved his hand: 'I've digested it; the Qinglong Yimu Fire is gone.'

Gone?

Long Zetian blinked, asking in confusion: 'What does "gone" mean?'

Chen Chuyang replied: 'I swallowed the Qinglong Yimu Fire and digested it.'

'Impossible—how could Qinglong Yimu Fire be digested? It's the strongest fire of our Azure Dragon Clan; you can't digest it.'

'This strand of Qinglong Yimu Fire can turn you to ashes, Chuyang—spit it out, I beg you as your grandmother.'

Chen Chuyang waved his hand: 'Grandmother, I'm really fine; the Qinglong Yimu Fire is truly gone.'

Eh?

Long Zetian still couldn't believe it, asking again: 'Really digested by you?'

Yeah.

Long Zetian feared Chen Chuyang was deceiving her; others could come to harm, but this child absolutely must not.

He is too important.

'Grandmother, could you give me a bit more Qinglong Yimu Fire?'

Upon hearing that, Long Zetian immediately became wary of Chen Chuyang.

'No, I can't give you more; Qinglong Yimu Fire is dangerous—you mustn't swallow more flames.'

'Grandmother, it's fine; believe me.'

The Qinglong Yimu Fire was too little; after merging a strand of it, the Pill Fire's power increased greatly.

Swallow a bit more, and the Advancement can be completed.

His Pill Fire had reached its limit, having devoured many flames—various beast fires and earth fires—accumulating much energy; with sufficient foundation, it naturally needed to erupt in Advancement. Qinglong Yimu Fire is high-grade and abundant, perfectly matching Chen Chuyang's Pill Fire.

A bit more, and Chen Chuyang can complete the Advancement of his Pill Fire.

Having come this far, how could we give up halfway?

The Heishanyang said, helping: 'Long Zetian, just give this child some Qinglong Yimu Fire to satisfy him.'

'Qinglong Yimu Fire won't hurt this child; you're underestimating him.'

'Put it this way—not just Qinglong Yimu Fire, even if it were the stronger Sun True Fire, this child would dare to swallow it.'

'You can rest assured; this child is extraordinarily talented.'

He can swallow heavenly tribulations; no matter what tribulation, he won't be picky.

A mere strand of Qinglong Yimu Fire—swallow it, and it's swallowed.

Long Zetian's Qinglong Yimu Fire isn't very strong; it hasn't managed to hurt this child, Chen Chuyang.

The Heishanyang clearly knows Chen Chuyang's strength and terror, and will not… be easily injured.

Chen Chuyang won't do anything he isn't sure of.

'This…' Long Zetian worried endlessly.

'Chuyang, do you really need Qinglong Yimu Fire?'

'Not bad.' Chen Chuyang nodded: 'My Pill Fire needs Advancement, thus requiring more higher-grade flames; Qinglong Yimu Fire fits perfectly, so, grandmother, please give me some more.'

One strand definitely isn't enough; Chen Chuyang's appetite is huge.

The Pill Fire's appetite is also huge.

Okay.

Long Zetian gritted her teeth and nodded; since Chen Chuyang wanted it, she couldn't refuse.

She opened her right hand, and a more vigorous strand of Qinglong Yimu Fire appeared; seeing this, Chen Chuyang immediately acted.

Having obtained the Qinglong Yimu Fire, he swallowed it at once—so fast that Long Zetian hadn't even reacted.

'Chuyang, slow down.'

After swallowing that strand of Qinglong Yimu Fire, Chen Chuyang closed his eyes; shortly thereafter, he finished digesting it again.

Still a bit short.

Long Zetian, helpless, produced another strand of flame.

This strand of flame is denser, more vigorous.

"Thank you, grandmother."

Chen Chuyang thanked her, then immediately swallowed this strand of Qinglong Yimu Fire.

Still not enough.

Long Zetian was bitter, but could only provide him more Qinglong Yimu Fire—Chen Chuyang needed how much, she provided that much.

Thus, Long Zetian became a tool for Qinglong Yimu Fire, constantly providing.

From daytime to nighttime.

Then from nighttime to daytime.

One day and one night passed.

Long Zetian grew weak.

The Qinglong Yimu Fire was gone, having consumed too much of her energy, she could no longer provide.

"This is the last strand, grandmother truly has none left."

Long Zetian sat on the ground, disheveled, spread her hands, and gave up.

She had become numb; at first she still worried Chen Chuyang would be burned by the Qinglong Yimu Fire, later she thought not of that but of her own problem—indeed she collapsed, unable to provide more Qinglong Yimu Fire.

This brat before her is a monster, his appetite truly huge, like a bottomless pit—no matter how fed, never satisfied.

Long Zetian finally understood Heishanyang's words: why this Heishanyang trusted him so much, he must have suffered a loss.

"Chuyang, the Qinglong Yimu Fire is gone."

Chen Chuyang also knew her grandmother's situation, did not continue to demand Qinglong Yimu Fire; the swallowed Qinglong Yimu Fire was enough, enough for the Pill Fire to break through.

"Hum."

As Chen Chuyang quickly formed seals with both hands, the Pill Fire became more vigorous.

Then it covered all the Qinglong Yimu Fire, swallowed it, fused, digested.

Finally, the flame changed color, adding a cyan-green light.

Soon, the Pill Fire completed its transformation; the color was still the original color.

There was not much change; the power increased by a level.