Chapter 389

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Protagonist:

Yu Zhangsheng

White light flickered, and a dense Dragon Might also suddenly emanated from the Red Refining Purgatory Dragon's body.

This Dragon Might was different from before; while even heavier, it also carried fluctuations that oppressed the heart and soul, sweeping across all directions, and bursts of Dragon Chant Sound rang out continuously.

Upon the Red Refining Purgatory Dragon's originally dark red body scales, strands of profound white patterns suddenly flashed, spreading across its entire body; its thick dragon horns emitted a spiritual white light, growing another circle longer, its whiskers flew long, and beneath its four claws, a fifth claw grew out — five claws slender like hooks, purgatory fire flickering.

Looking at its whole, it appeared several degrees more ferocious.

【Successfully fused Spirit Dragon True Bone, Red Refining Purgatory Dragon Bloodline Potential increased, containing True Dragon Bloodline! Whole body bones transformed, gained Spirit Dragon Body, physical strength greatly increased! God Soul strength increased!】

【Cultivation Base broke through to Third Rank Mid Stage, gained Spirit Dragon Innate Divine Ability, Spirit Dragon Divine Domain! Gained Spirit Dragon Innate Divine Ability, Ride the Wind Control Clouds!】

The Cultivation Base feedback synchronized simultaneously; Yu Zhangsheng couldn't help but narrow his eyes, sensing the even denser draconic aura on the Red Refining Purgatory Dragon, his smile brilliant.

If one said the Red Refining Purgatory Dragon previously had draconic bloodline but it was mottled and impure, its origin not having fully shed the snake body, then now, with the fusion of the Spirit Dragon True Bone, its origin had thoroughly undergone a metamorphosis.

The improvement brought to the Red Refining Purgatory Dragon was not merely Cultivation Base, but more possibilities and space for its growth. Especially its physical strength, which had reached an inconceivable degree; even Yu Zhangsheng comparing himself to it was secretly startled.

"Ang Ang Ang!!"

The Dragon Chant Sound resounded; the thoroughly metamorphosed Red Refining Purgatory Dragon roared excitedly, circling around Yu Zhangsheng, intimacy clear at a glance in its eyes.

"Thank you Master, Master is so good."

The Red Refining Purgatory Dragon rarely spoke human words.

"It's fine, as long as you've improved; the flesh and bone matter is settled, next time there's a chance, I'll go find some True Dragon Blood for you to fuse."

Yu Zhangsheng tugged the Red Refining Purgatory Dragon's whiskers, speaking with a smile; this trip's Spirit Dragon True Bone, what truly made the Red Refining Purgatory Dragon metamorphose the most, was its bodily bones.

"Hou Hou!!"

The Red Refining Purgatory Dragon nodded obediently; this trip to the Blood Dragon Pool, the greatest harvest, was right here.

"However, the Spirit Beasts Senior Brother killed ended up benefiting me; one can only call it fate, truly wondrous."

Yu Zhangsheng turned the thought over, feeling some emotion in his heart.

"This is……"

Just then, the Xuan Turtle's doubtful voice came from above.

"What happened? I just faintly sensed a Fifth Rank Spirit Beast's fluctuation?"

Yu Zhangsheng looked up, gazing at the Xuan Turtle; hearing this he chuckled and nodded, speaking concisely: "Some accidents happened just now, but fortunately they're already resolved."

Speaking, he recounted the matter of the Spirit Dragon Brother and Cao Jinxian one by one in detail; however, the parts concerning the System were naturally omitted.

The Xuan Turtle listened quietly, silent for a long while, finally gazing deeply at Yu Zhangsheng, exhaling a breath of white qi from its nose, "Pretty good; I was wondering how I could still sense that kid's Sword Qi, turns out there was this matter. Truly interesting."

"Uh uh uh."

Yu Zhangsheng scratched the back of his head.

"However one must admit, that kid is indeed a genius; his current arrangement also benefited you, kid. Could it be everything is fate?"

The Xuan Turtle said in surprise, sizing up Yu Zhangsheng with some astonishment and doubt.

Yu Zhangsheng's mouth corner twitched slightly, not knowing what to say.

"Never mind, having gains is good; let's go up."

Seeing Yu Zhangsheng was fine, the Xuan Turtle didn't think further on other matters, and finally shook its head, saying thus.

"Okay." Yu Zhangsheng nodded.

Matters here concluded, without much further delay, the group headed toward the water surface upstream.

Not long after, returning to the Blood Dragon Pool, all was calm without further mishaps; and in the Blood Dragon Pool at this moment, most disciples had already jumped out from enduring to their limit, only a small portion of disciples still soaking within.

"Young Sect Master!"

Seeing Yu Zhangsheng return, the disciples on shore immediately cupped fists respectfully in greeting.

"Mm, since body tempering is done then meditate and rest a bit; when everything ends, if there's nothing else needed, we can return to the sect, to avoid other incidents."

Yu Zhangsheng nodded, glancing at the few disciples still soaking, replying casually.

Those able to persist soaking until now without coming out are the geniuses among these disciples, and can be called the Wanxiang Sect's future backbone.

And Li Minghan, Zhang Tianwen and others, were at ease within. Only both were already full-faced crimson, blood vessels bulging on their skin, blood surging and flowing, complexions a piece of ferocity.

Another Incense Stick Time passed.

"Hu……"

Large drops of sweat dripped from Li Minghan's forehead; boiling Blood Qi seemed about to burst out of his body; Li Minghan abruptly opened his eyes, leapt out of the pool water in one go, face flushed red, opened his mouth and spat out a ball of flame, burning three meters away.

"Hot hot hot hot…~"

Li Minghan howled.

"…………" Yu Zhangsheng helplessly held his forehead; in the midst of casting a technique, a streak of Green Light shot out, enveloping Li Minghan, and also covering all remaining disciples within.

"Biluo Green Light!"

It was precisely a talent Healing-type Divine Ability the Cai Xing Deer gained early on, also replicated by Yu Zhangsheng through the Myriad Spirits Decree; although the healing effect was just so-so now, for a group of Foundation Establishment kids it was still quite good.

Sure enough, under the Biluo Green Light's envelopment, the few disciples still soaking in the Blood Dragon Pool visibly had their brows relax, the scalding Blood Qi somewhat alleviated.

After another period, in the entire Blood Dragon Pool, those still persisting in soaking were only Shen Xingchen and Zhang Tianwen left; the Blood Dragon Pool water surged, continuously submerging the two, wisps of Blood Qi surging from their body surfaces into their skin and flesh, transforming into furnace blazing fire, continuously hammer-tempering the two's physical bodies and Cultivation Bases.

This process, though intensely painful, brought enormous improvement to the two; therefore, no matter how painful and unbearable, whether Shen Xingchen or Zhang Tianwen, both continued persisting, crazily squeezing their own limits.

"Truly desperate."

Seeing this, the recovered Li Minghan exclaimed in admiration, a trace of envy and reverence flashing in his eyes as he looked at the two.

He Li Minghan asked himself, his own talent was not inferior to the two, but comparing strength with the two, there was still some gap; and these gaps were caused by these factors.

For instance, one's own body hasn't reached its limit yet, but the pain becomes unbearable and ends the Dragon Blood Body Tempering; however, the two are constantly squeezing one's own limit.

"These two are both proud and lofty types; until the very last moment, naturally they won't easily give up any opportunity to improve themselves."

Yu Zhangsheng explained softly from the side; the Green Light of Biluo enveloped the two for quite a while, alleviating their pain. Looking at Shen Xingchen and Zhang Tianwen, he slowly exhaled a breath. He didn't know that part of the reason the two were so desperate came precisely from the pressure Yu Zhangsheng gave them...

Zhang Tianwen and Shen Xingchen — both had outstanding talent to begin with, and their dispositions were also resilient. As long as no accident occurred, the two continuing to cultivate and becoming powerhouses was merely a matter of time.

And Yu Zhangsheng asked himself: if not for his many opportunities and much help from others, his current cultivation base might still fall far short of the two.

Time trickled away; this wait lasted two hours, until the sky outside thoroughly darkened, revealing a sky full of starlight — only then did the two persist to their limit and walk out of the Blood Dragon Pool.

Faces full of exhaustion, yet their eyes brimmed with excitement; clearly this time had brought them no small improvement.

"Made you wait long, Zhangsheng."

Zhang Tianwen suppressed the fatigue in his heart, a trace of apologetic smile appearing on his face, and spoke softly to Yu Zhangsheng.

"It's nothing."

Yu Zhangsheng shook his head, looking at Zhang Tianwen with surprise; a flash of sharp light passed through his eyes. He could sense that Zhang Tianwen's physical body and cultivation had both advanced considerably — his physical body had even reached Golden Core level.

And Shen Xingchen was likewise.

As for cultivation base, both were at Foundation Establishment Peak; breaking through to Golden Core was a certainty.

"Rest well for a night; tomorrow morning we'll return to the sect."

Outside the cave, it was already dark night. Seeing a group of disciples with weary expressions, Yu Zhangsheng thought for a moment and said.

Cultivators — even traveling through the night to return would be fine — but sensing Shen Xingchen and Zhang Tianwen's vacuous, exhausted spirits, Yu Zhangsheng still decided to rest for a night before going back.

Several consecutive hours of painful body tempering was no small torture for them; the fatigue of travel wouldn't make much difference either way.

"Good."

No one had objections; each nodded in agreement, then heavily closed their eyes and, right there in the Blood Dragon Pool, sat in meditation to recover.

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Time dripped away; the bright moon hung high, unsparingly sprinkling water-like moonlight onto willow tips and branches. The entire Spirit Dragon Mountain Range was covered in a thin layer of white gauze, utterly quiet.

Starlight like rain, starlight everywhere. Atop the Linglong Sect Ruins, amid broken tiles and ruined fields, a gentle breeze blew, carrying a hint of fishy smell. Occasionally a few spirit beasts went out foraging; clouds and mist rippled open, revealing a clear expanse.

In the Blood Dragon Pool, Yu Zhangsheng, who was sitting in meditation, suddenly twitched his brows and eyes, opened his pupils; a trace of surprise surfaced in his eyes. Then his figure lightly swayed and he left his original spot.

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"Crackle, crackle..."

Branches shattered; accompanied by light footsteps, three figures completely shrouded in black robes quietly appeared atop the Linglong Sect Ruins.

The three moved with light hands and feet, searching for something atop the Linglong Sect Ruins while also conversing in low voices.

"Truly a bunch of trash — five dignified Sub-Talisman True Lords, yet they couldn't even handle a tiny Wanxiang Sect. They even got exterminated and counter-killed; if this gets out, it's a real joke."

Among the three, the fattest, Peng Yongfu, spoke first, his tone carrying a trace of complaint and disdain.

"This has thrown the Adult's entire plan into chaos; the situation now is even more chaotic and baffling. It's truly outrageous — such a sure thing ultimately turned into this situation; inconceivable."

Answering him were his accomplices Zhang Yao and Wang Sheng.

"Who could know? A perfectly good matter — heard it was because of a disciple named Yu Zhangsheng that it led to a total loss afterward. But I'm curious — a disciple, can he have that much influence?"

Wang Sheng muttered in puzzlement, searching through the Linglong Sect ruins while replying.

"Right, the story goes all mystical — they say he killed Huanlong Zhenjun. A Golden Core cultivator, can he have such strength?"

"If it's true, given the chance I'd like to see for myself."

Zhang Yao couldn't help muttering, his tone somewhat disbelieving, speaking with disdain.

"Enough, never mind all that; just do our own Quest well." Peng Yongfu turned back, glanced at the two, and said blandly.

"Don't forget what we came here for; search carefully. The Linglong Sect was a thousand-year-old sect after all; now it's been muddle-headedly exterminated by the Wanxiang Sect — serves it right for its own bad luck."

"If Tianlong Zhenjun's words are correct, the rumor says a fifth-rank spirit beast's skeleton is truly buried beneath the Blood Dragon Pool of the Linglong Sect — then it shouldn't have been discovered by the Wanxiang Sect people."

"We'll search carefully, see if we can find it. The Linglong Sect was suddenly exterminated — but never mind that, this place isn't bad either; perhaps some treasures still remain."

Amid the three's low-voiced exchange, their movements were all very careful; as they meticulously searched atop the Linglong Sect Ruins, they didn't notice a figure quietly arrive behind the three, a pair of arms lightly resting on Peng Yongfu's shoulder among the three.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

Night wind blew, a cool breeze; Peng Yongfu didn't turn his head, reached out and brushed away the hand leaning on his shoulder, frowned and said: "What are you doing, working fine, putting arms around shoulders? Want to play, say so when we get back. The Quest is urgent."

"Ah?"

Zhang Yao and Wang Sheng's surprised voices sounded simultaneously.

"What are you saying, Peng-ge? Talking to whom?"

"Not you..." Peng Yongfu subconsciously replied; as he turned his head, his pupils violently shrank, meeting Yu Zhangsheng's smiling face; his heart pounded violently.

"Who are you?!!"

Peng Yongfu roared loudly; hearing the commotion, Zhang Yao and Wang Sheng turned to look. Upon seeing Yu Zhangsheng, their complexions also changed; they stepped back, a saber and a sword — magic artifacts — appeared in their hands, pointing at Yu Zhangsheng in a battle-ready stance.

"Who am I?"

Yu Zhangsheng was still smiling; the hand on Peng Yongfu's shoulder lightly swayed, not waiting for him to react, and irresistibly gripped his neck; moreover a vast power erupted, sealing his movements.

"Just now, weren't you still discussing me? How come — now no sound?"

Yu Zhangsheng's tone abruptly turned cold; amid a slightly cold expression, the palm gripping Peng Yongfu's neck began to exert force, unceremoniously lifting him up.

"You..."

Peng Yongfu stared wide-eyed, hands and feet constantly struggling, yet to no avail; his whole body's cultivation at this moment was like a stone sinking into the sea — half of it gone, unable to mobilize a shred; a suffocating sensation came.

"You're Yu Zhangsheng?!"

Two terrified voices rang out from the side. (Chapter End)