Chapter 308: Great Army at the Gates

True Dragon Rides Phoenix Divine Art!

The moment this unprecedented, earth-shaking supreme dual-cultivation Mystic Method took complete shape in Brother Ning Chuan's mind.

A trace of indescribable ardor and... expectation flickered in his pale-golden dragon eyes.

He grew even more eager to endure that second heavenly tribulation—the Transformation Tribulation—sooner, and truly take human form.

He knew that this dual-cultivation Divine Art, forged by his own hands, possessed profundity and power far beyond ordinary martial arts.

It was not merely a Cultivation Method that, through the union of yin and yang and the harmonious song of dragon and phoenix, could achieve mutual cultivation base enhancement and simultaneous realm advancement, defying heaven itself.

More importantly, it could help him better comprehend the most primordial Yin-Yang Dao between heaven and earth.

Thereby allowing his 【Nine Tribulations Dragon Transformation Method】 to go further and stand more firmly.

In this way, in the future, he could not only rely on dual cultivation with his women to rapidly elevate his own cultivation realm.

But also, conversely, through dual cultivation, reflect his incredibly pure dragon-kin demonic power and his insights into the Heavenly Dao back to them.

Helping them wash their hair and cleanse their marrow, improve their physique, raise their cultivation base, and even... granting them the possibility to step onto higher cultivation levels.

This, indeed, was a supreme Dao that achieved two goals at once, mutual benefit, and common progress!

Thinking of the future, when he would take human form and, alongside Huang Rong, Wang Yuyan, Zhu Yuyan, Wang Wang, Dai Qisi, Shi Feixuan, Bi Bi Xiuxin... and other beauties of peerless charm, each with unique merits, explore the Yin-Yang Dao together and jointly ascend to the supreme bliss of the martial arts peak.

Even Brother Ning Chuan's powerful state of mind, long as still as an ancient well, could not help but feel waves of heat in his heart and his blood surge.

"It seems the Tribulation of Transformation must be provoked as soon as possible."

Brother Ning Chuan thought to himself.

Immediately, he once again immersed all his mental focus "400" into his own cultivation.

On one hand, he continued to inhale moonlight, refining the vast demonic power within him that was nearing completion, making final preparations for the coming Transformation Tribulation.

On the other hand, he continued to study tirelessly the vast sea of Daoist canon and the martial arts secrets of every sect and school.

Accumulating a deeper foundation for deducing the third tribulation of his 【Nine Tribulations Dragon Transformation Method】 in the future, and even higher-level cultivation methods.

Time quietly slipped away day by day in this atmosphere of calm filled with expectation.

Outside Taohuadao, the Jianghu was gathering storms, with undercurrents surging.

Yet Taohuadao itself seemed to become the eye of the storm, appearing unusually tranquil.

And Xu Fengnian, the Northern Liang heir suspended on the East Sea reef, his wails gradually grew faint and numb, shifting from their initial shrill bitterness and venom.

Day after day of scorching sun and seawater scouring had utterly worn away the pride and dignity of one who was an heir.

Leaving only endless pain and... a longing for death.

Disciples on Taohuadao would occasionally sail past that reef.

Gazing at the Northern Liang heir who had once been arrogant and domineering, now hanging there like a dead dog.

In their hearts, not a shred of sympathy remained, only boundless awe for their Island Master's thunderous methods.

They knew this was the consequence of challenging Taohuadao's authority.

Brother Ning Chuan, naturally, ignored Xu Fengnian's miserable state, merely sneering coldly.

He deliberately kept Xu Fengnian's little life, even occasionally using a wisp of demonic power to sustain him, preventing him from dying easily.

His purpose was to lure the snake from its hole, to draw out completely the arrogant Northern Liang Wang Fu hiding behind the scenes!

He knew that Xu Xiao, with his protective nature toward his offspring, could never stand idly by and watch his son suffer such a humiliating disgrace without reacting.

He would surely dispatch a great army to seek revenge!

And this was exactly what Brother Ning Chuan desired!

He could use this opportunity to thoroughly eliminate this trouble, and also... intimidate those other top powers still secretly watching.

He wanted the entire world to know what terrible price one would pay for challenging the authority of his Dragon-kin Island Master!

Moreover, he held a strong interest in the Northern Liang Wang Fu's Listening Tide Pavilion, renowned as the martial arts treasure house of the world.

The martial arts secrets stored within, in both quantity and rarity, probably rivaled the Daoist canon of the Quanzhen Sect.

If he could gather them all into his possession, it would surely be of great benefit to his future cultivation.

Another day, dawn.

A fiery red sun rose slowly above the horizon, dyeing the entire Taohuadao sea area with a layer of brilliant gold.

The scorching sun hung high, its venomous rays mercilessly baking that lone reef.

Xu Fengnian let out a series of indistinct wails; his severed tongue prevented him from uttering a single complete curse, leaving only beast-like whimpers.

Suddenly!