Chapter 120

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

Wait until Yu Yuanzhen threw Qian Renxue onto the bed in the room.

"Hiss—"

Qian Renxue sucked in a breath of cold air, couldn't help tugging at the corner of her mouth, pressed her forehead and struggled to sit up—Yu Yuanzhen, this old bastard, you really hit hard!

Her head felt a slight dizzy sensation from a mild concussion; Qian Renxue narrowed her eyes at the scene before her, feeling as if everything were swaying.

Qian Renxue recalled that, while rushing to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect just now, she had been holding an uncomfortable pose, so she pretended to have just woken up, but Yu Yuanzhen immediately knocked her on the head.

The force was enough to make an ordinary person's head explode on the spot, but Qian Renxue's physique was too good—or rather her head was harder—so, taken by surprise, she only felt a bit dizzy, didn't faint at all; she had no choice but to endure the dizziness, shift to a more comfortable pose, and keep pretending to be unconscious.

"Awake? Now's just the right time—looks like my technique really was precise."

Yu Yuanzhen's voice echoed in Qian Renxue's ears.

"You bastard! Really pissing me off—you call that precise? You dare hit Yu Tianheng like that? Qian Renxue turned her head, glaring at Yu Yuanzhen by the bed with clenched teeth."

"Yu Yuanzhen! What the hell do you want to do!"

Yu Yuanzhen said lightly:

"Do I even need to ask? Of course I want to cultivate the strongest Dragon Soul Master! Tianlin, from today on you should call me Grandpa."

"Now that you're in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, you can't escape on your own—why make things uncomfortable for yourself?"

Seeing Qian Renxue press her lips shut and stay silent, Yu Yuanzhen wasn't in a hurry either; just having been brought back, they needed some time to adjust.

"Grandpa already took a hit from you; your resentment should be put aside. Once you can defeat me, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect will naturally pose no obstacle—you can do whatever you want."

"The strong can truly do as they please."

"Rather than sulk here, it's better to become stronger—strong enough that everyone must obey your will."

Qian Renxue narrowed her eyes and then asked, "What can you teach me?"

Yu Yuanzhen saw she seemed resigned, smirked, and said, "Dragon Transformation! The true Dragon Transformation secret!! And absolute control over the flesh! Once you've fully mastered both secrets, you can go try that place—if it's you, you might actually be selected."

"Huh? Dragon Transformation? I already have that, don't I?" Qian Renxue's heart skipped a beat—would she be exposed? Had her disguise been seen through?

Qian Renxue gave Yu Yuanzhen a dubious look on the surface.

Yu Yuanzhen nodded, then said proudly, "Your natural ability is also Dragon Transformation, but Dragon Transformation has ranks—yours is just the basic Dragon Transformation innate to your martial soul; don't you want to advance?"

"Our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul possesses a trace of true dragon bloodline, an immensely powerful and ancient bloodline force; although most clansmen's bloodline power has waned nowadays, our martial soul remains the chief of earth dragons! It is the number one beast martial soul under heaven!"

"As for where this true dragon bloodline comes from, Grandpa can't tell you yet—you'll learn the secret only after you inherit the position of sect master."

Qian Renxue silently mused that, as a transmigrator, she understood these things far better than Yu Yuanzhen—perhaps it's because of that dragon corpse left behind with the Nine Crowns of the True Dragon.

"What rank is that dragon corpse? Hundred-thousand-year level? Probably more—even incomplete soul bone fragments can boost a soul ring to hundred-thousand years; a complete one would be even greater—could it be the corpse of a dead divine beast?"

Yu Yuanzhen looked at Qian Renxue, who appeared earnest but was actually zoning out, and continued, "Dragon Transformation is an outward manifestation of this bloodline power, enabling Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Soul Masters to, to some extent, possess dragon traits and power, thereby greatly boosting their own strength."

"But to use Dragon Transformation there are two hard requirements: first, the increase of soul power level; clan members can undergo Dragon Transformation only after their soul power reaches a certain level—ordinary bloodline clansmen usually start at rank forty, then every ten ranks a body part undergoes Dragon Transformation; those who can Dragon Transform early are all monsters whose bloodline concentration deviates from the norm."

"Even Grandpa back then wasn't as good as you—he only unlocked Dragon Transformation after reaching rank thirty."

"Because as soul power continually rises, Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Soul Masters' control over their martial soul also gradually strengthens, allowing them to better evoke the bloodline and potential brought by the martial soul, thus achieving Dragon Transformation."

"You unlocked Dragon Transformation at your second soul ring solely because your bloodline is too strong."

"The second point concerns soul rings: it's long been rumored on the continent that Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Soul Masters must absorb dragon-type soul rings, but that's not true—they can also absorb ordinary soul rings; only by absorbing soul rings from dragon-type soul beasts can one increase the concentration of dragon blood in the body, which is essential support for obtaining Dragon Transformation—if the dragon blood isn't strong, Dragon Transformation is impossible."

"Therefore, to preserve the family bloodline and prevent the martial soul from weakening, the family's first rule is that Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Soul Masters may only absorb dragon-type soul rings; over time, this gave rise to the rumor on the continent."

"The family's Dragon Transformation secret was originally created to help clansmen with insufficient bloodline concentration ignite their bloodline; later, the forebears discovered that the stronger the bloodline, the more effective the Dragon Transformation secret became, and thus it rose to become the emblem of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon family."

Qian Renxue nodded, half-understanding, then asked, "So you want to teach me to awaken the dragon blood in my body?"

Yu Yuanzhen rubbed his hands excitedly, "Exactly! No wonder I'm Grandpa's little Tianlin—clever and quick-witted, you get it instantly!"

Qian Renxue couldn't help but think: she had no dragon blood at all—her power came entirely from the left wrist bone of the Purple Lightning Holy Light Kirin; she did have plenty of angelic blood, with a decent concentration, but once she used bloodline power, her angelic manifestation would be hard to hide.

"No way—I can't let him awaken my bloodline. I need to think of another cultivation method, ponder what's most abundant in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect… Qian Renxue shifted the topic, asking, 'So what do you mean by absolute control over the flesh?'"

Yu Yuanzhen grew even more pleased, saying, "What's most important for you now isn't how to train your physique, but how to convert your strength, agility, endurance, etc., into combat power."

"And that's exactly Grandpa's forte!"

He reached out and ruffled Qian Renxue's golden hair sitting on the bed, gave it a vigorous tousle, making it messy, then, under her icy gaze, withdrew his hand with a fawning smile.

Yu Yuanzhen put on a mysterious face and asked, "Grandpa asks: have you watched any image dramas in Soul Land City?"

Qian Renxue raised an eyebrow, impatiently saying, "I have—so what exactly are you trying to say?"

Yu Yuanzhen slightly squatted, earnestly locking eyes with Qian Renxue.

"Tianlin, don't look at those skills in the dramas and images—though they look flashy and overbearing, true experts, aside from the airflow changes caused by their released power, never let their own power leak out to produce weird light effects."

"Besides bullying newcomers, who would spend a hundred points of soul power and then another twenty just to fabricate sound and light effects?"

"That's pretty stupid, really."

Qian Renxue's formerly impatient expression instantly froze, a faint pink creeping up her cheeks; she kicked Yu Yuanzhen hard in the chest, sending him tumbling onto his butt in surprise.

"Shut up, you dead old man—don't tell me what to do! I'll do as I please!!!"

Yu Yuanzhen sat on the ground, watching the flustered Qian Renxue, and laughed loudly: "Grandpa wasn't deliberately picking on you, Tianlin—look at you, all worked up again; this was just an unintentional slip, Grandpa didn't know you also liked that, totally accidental, hahaha."

"Damn, this dead old man is still pretending—was it really an accident? Calm down, Qian Renxue, don't be truly embarrassed! I'm clearly using soul power to fabricate effects just for the act; in a real fight I have none of that!"

"I used to be—uh—thinking about it, Qian Renxue's face grew ever more flushed; her battle effects really do seem plentiful, no wait—those are different; they're clearly innate effects of her martial soul and blood, not something she deliberately spends soul power to fabricate!"

"Tsk, she's not even a true Holy Light Dragon Soul Master—imitating the Tyrant Emperor's Thunder Domain would definitely require extra soul power for effects! Qian Renxue snorted, brushed her messy hair aside, then propped a silky black leg as dark as ink jade onto her knee."

"In short, you mean you can teach me to release my body's innate limits and exert a full hundred percent of my physical strength, right?"

Her voice was clear, cold, and pleasant, carrying an unsurpassable pride, as if nothing had just happened. Yu Yuanzhen didn't call her out—the little girl's face is thin, don't truly provoke her to anger—he nodded and said.

"Exactly! That's it! Grandpa previously fought four Titled Douluo in Soul Land City and didn't fall behind, relying on this powerful body that he has mastered! Of course, completely mastering that level to a full hundred percent is purely legendary—probably only a hundred‑rank god could manage it."

"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul is inherently a close‑combat type, so our sect has studied various close‑quarters fighting techniques; Grandpa can teach you all of them—if he weren't eager to withdraw from battle and come see you, in that Soul Land City fight, had I gotten in close, I'd surely have killed at least two Titled Douluo in his hands!"

"Real or fake? Qian Renxue eyed Yu Yuanzhen skeptically—this old dragon spouts bullshit without a draft; the only reason he didn't die in Soul Land City is because he was saving face for her, Qian Renxue, right?"

"Is it really that formidable?"

Yuyuan Zhen had the air of a master, speaking mysteriously:

"This is obviously true; when has Grandpa ever lied to you?"

Qian Renxue merely stared at him coldly without speaking.

Yuyuan Zhen awkwardly pressed a fist to his mouth and gave a light cough, acting nonchalant.

"Cough, cough, this time it's absolutely true."

"What I mean by mastering oneself isn't just training the body; strengthening the body's strength is actually secondary, the real purpose is to change your physique!"

"Change physique?"

Qian Renxue stared, somewhat incredulous at Yuyuan Zhen, wondering if he even understood what physique was—could it even be changed?

Such a thing as physique only exists in places like the Perfect World, right? Oh, after condensing the Angelic Sacred Core, her own body could be considered an Angelic Sacred Body, but she trained it herself through her bloodline; without bloodline, just training muscles, what kind of physique could you forge?

Yuyuan Zhen nodded and said, "Exactly, it's about changing physique! Ordinary soul masters can use training to improve all aspects of their bodily quality, achieving enhanced ability, but each person's body differs, so the focus of improvement from training also differs."

Yuyuan Zhen paused, then said softly, "For example, some people are naturally strong, so their strength improves very quickly, whereas their agility improvement becomes quite difficult."

Qian Renxue quickly nodded, "Mm, that's right. Although training the body improves its quality, the ease of improving different aspects indeed varies from person to person."

Yuyuan Zhen said with a smile, "This is a matter of individual physique; each person's physique determines what they excel at—for instance, tall people naturally have great strength, while short people are naturally more agile in speed."

Although the direct disciples of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect all have the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon as their martial soul, their focuses differ, and there are even those like you who prefer using knives.

Qian Renxue thought and then asked, "So, what does this have to do with your changing physique?"

"Of course it's related, because you're different from Grandpa, Tianlin—you're a girl, much shorter than Grandpa, so for you, improving speed is much easier than strength, right?" Yuyuan Zhen asked softly.

"Er" Qian Renxue thought back to the scene in the Offering Hall's rear mountain where she had strung up Tian Yue and beaten him, feeling she could knock him out with a single punch.

But she still said, "Perhaps what you said is true—my body is more adept at developing agility."

"But are short people really unsuited for extreme strength development? The answer is not absolute—there are strongmen among the short, but due to body structure, short soul masters can't fully exert their strength."

Yuyuan Zhen continued explaining, "This involves the muscle issue of the human body?"

Qian Renxue murmured, "Muscles," then glanced at her slender arms.

Well, I can't see any muscles.

How did this suddenly turn into a human body lesson?

She muttered discontentedly, "Besides, I'm not short at all—I'm 176 now! Am I short? Am I short?"

Yuyuan Zhen helplessly patted Qian Renxue's head, lost in thought.

"You little girl, don't digress—Grandpa divides human muscles into three types."

"One is 'white muscle'—explosively strong but not sustainable; the other is 'red muscle'—endurant but lacking explosiveness!"

"And there's 'pink muscle' between the two—rarest in number, yet possessing both explosiveness and endurance!"

Qian Renxue's thoughts went wild again—this isn't just the three forms of Ultraman Diga?

"So if red and white muscles are like that, then pink muscle must be the strongest, right?"

Yuyuan Zhen didn't answer directly, but continued proudly, "Heh heh, why do short soul masters lack sufficient strength? Because their smaller bodies have less muscle mass than larger, sturdy ones; so if quantity is lacking, what about improving the quality of a petite soul master's muscles?"

Qian Renxue curiously asked, "How do we improve pink muscle? Like forging iron, by constantly being struck?"

Yuyuan Zhen scratched his head, "These three muscle types are actually predetermined; their percentages in a soul master's body cannot be changed by ordinary training, which is the fundamental of physique on the Douluo Continent—physique is destined at birth, the strong remain strong, just like martial souls."

Yuyuan Zhen sighed, "Ah, this world is just so cruel."

"Huh? After all that, you old liar! You're deceiving me again?!"

Qian Renxue could barely contain her anger—this old dragon must be doing it on purpose! She had thought it was some supreme divine technique, but it's just another scam; beware of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect's fraud, starting with us!

Yuyuan Zhen chuckled, "Grandpa himself said it outright, and you still think it can't be changed?"

"Do you have a way?" Qian Renxue's eyes lit up instantly.

Yuyuan Zhen didn't respond, just kept sighing.

"Ah, a child sits comfortably on a bed while I, an old man, have to speak on the cold ground—how heartbreaking!"

Qian Renxue immediately lowered her raised black-silk legs, sat down heavily behind Yuyuan Zhen, and eagerly began massaging his shoulders.

"Old thing, you're amazing—please teach me quickly! I just want to learn this!"

Stealing the inheritance, no worries!

Anyway, this pink muscle is surely more reliable than stimulating bloodline; moreover, she wanted to test whether the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect's methods could trigger another metamorphosis of the Purple Lightning Sacred Light Kirin's left wrist bone.

Does the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect have anything like holy light crystals or thunder crystals? In such body‑training processes for aristocratic disciples, heavenly treasures are indispensable—as the Spirit Hall shows—but there simply aren't any such crystal‑like things.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect does have some rare dragon‑blood crystals, but common treasures should be normal enough—after all, they've been hunting draconic beasts all along.

Yuyuan Zhen twitched the corner of his mouth—this little brat, really defying heaven, calling him "old thing"? Still, for some reason, Tianlin's "old thing" sounded much more intimate and pleasant than the respectful "grandfather" of Yu Tianheng.

Yuyuan Zhen's gaze unknowingly softened considerably; the epithet "old thing" actually wasn't bad—like a stray cat being more free‑spirited than a house cat.

5000, brothers!

(End of chapter)