Chapter 121: Red Dragon

Zhang Xingyu was taken aback.

He jumped up as if struck by electricity.

These spirit stones were actually poured down by others.

If those people knew that he had loaded these spirit stones into his ring, there was no telling what kind of trouble it would cause.

Fortunately, only human voices came from above, but no one came down.

Zhang Xingyu listened carefully, and more conversations between people came from above intermittently.

"Brother Liu, we should just do what the Alliance Leader told us to do. As for the reason, it's better not to ask," said the one called Brother Cheng.

"Thank you for the reminder, Brother Cheng. It's just that I really can't understand pouring so many spirit stones into the sea. I'm just curious," said the one called Brother Liu.

After a while, the conversation between the two gradually faded, as if they were moving away.

When he could no longer hear their voices, Zhang Xingyu hesitated whether to continue.

The people talking were most likely from the Taichang Business Alliance.

If he didn't go out, he would have to wait another half a year for them.

However, if he went out now, he would have to give up the mountain of fire spirit stones in front of him.

In the end, greed overcame the desire to return.

Zhang Xingyu opened his ring and continued to rake the fire spirit stones into it.

A month passed, two months passed...

In a flash, another half a year passed, and Zhang Xingyu loaded the last fire spirit stone into his ring.

The ring given by Ao Cheng is truly a treasure; so many spirit stones didn't fill the space inside it.

At this very moment, Zhang Xingyu had no heart to check the spirit stones in the ring.

In front of him stood a red giant sword over ten zhang high.

The surface of this giant sword was pitted and bumpy, as if it were a bone gnawed by a dog.

It looked like this giant sword had suffered heavy damage.

On the fiery red giant sword, two seal characters like golden dragons were carved.

"Red Dragon"

Zhang Xingyu read softly.

Looking up at this Red Dragon, he felt endless emotion in his heart.

Under this sword, he felt how small he was.

Under this sword, he felt how humble he was.

Red Dragon was like an ancient emperor, emitting a compelling pressure, wanting people to bow down to it.

Zhang Xingyu came to the side of the sword, feeling as if someone was whispering to him gently.

"Red Dragon, are you talking to me?"

Zhang Xingyu touched the sword body gently and muttered to himself.

The giant sword trembled slightly.

This giant sword really has spirituality.

Could it be a divine artifact?

He remembered that when he harvested the Ruyi Sun-Shooting Bow, the divine bow recognized its master on its own.

Divine artifacts choose their own masters.

Could it be that this Red Dragon also wants to choose him as its master?

Zhang Xingyu was overjoyed.

"Red Dragon, do you want to choose me as your master?" Zhang Xingyu asked.

Red Dragon remained motionless.

Could it not be?

Zhang Xingyu was puzzled.

Zhang Xingyu thought for a moment and bit his finger hard.

He smeared his blood evenly on a small section of the sword body.

The blood faded away.

"Red Dragon, the blood on my body is God's blood. As a descendant of the gods, I should have the qualifications to be your master, right?" Zhang Xingyu said softly to Red Dragon.

Red Dragon remained motionless.

This sword is disobedient.

Could it be because he didn't smear the blood all over the Red Dragon's sword body?

However, this Red Dragon sword is so huge that even if he drained all the blood from his body, he couldn't smear it all!

Zhang Xingyu couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.

However, letting him give up this Red Dragon was absolutely impossible.

This Red Dragon looked like high-grade goods at a glance.

Otherwise, why would the Taichang Business Alliance be willing to pour so many fire spirit stones into this section of the sea trench?

The path of blood refining doesn't work, so let's try the path of Qi refining.

He did it as soon as he thought of it.

Zhang Xingyu followed the method of refining magic tools and input the Spiritual Aura in his body into the Red Dragon sword body through his fingertips.

The Spiritual Aura entered the Red Dragon sword body, and the Red Dragon trembled significantly.

There's a way.

As long as he can fill the Red Dragon sword body with Spiritual Aura and then leave a mark on the Red Dragon, this Red Dragon sword can be successfully refined.

Zhang Xingyu input the Spiritual Aura in his body into the Red Dragon sword continuously.

However, this Red Dragon is like a foodie.

The Spiritual Aura entered the Red Dragon sword and disappeared without a trace instantly.

Zhang Xingyu input all the Spiritual Aura in his body into its sword, but couldn't refine even an inch of it.

I don't believe it, I can't deal with you.

Zhang Xingyu gritted his teeth.

He took out a pile of spirit stones and set up a Spirit Gathering Array again.

A month later, the spirit lake in his dantian was filled with fiery red spirit liquid again.

Zhang Xingyu refined the Red Dragon again.

The Spiritual Aura was exhausted, but the Red Dragon still had no reaction.

Little thing, I'm going to fight you to the end.

Come again.

A month, two months, three months...

Once, twice, three times...

Time flies like electricity.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Xingyu had stayed in this pitch-black sea trench for two years.

During these two years, the Taichang Business Alliance sent another large batch of fire spirit stones for free.

The giant sword "Red Dragon" still couldn't be successfully refined.

However, planting flowers intentionally doesn't bloom, but planting willows unintentionally creates shade.

Zhang Xingyu accidentally stepped into the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, and the area of the spirit lake in his dantian had expanded to dozens of acres.

On this day, Zhang Xingyu stopped refining.

Wanting to subdue this Red Dragon, the method of Qi refining obviously doesn't work.

Staying in the depths of the seabed and wasting time with this Red Dragon, this kind of boring and dull life is really hard to endure.

It's been almost three years since he left Nanhua Immortal Academy.

Really miss Tang Yunxi and Zhu Xiaopang and the others.

Don't know if they are okay?

Perhaps, they all think I died in the Ten Thousand Demon Sea by demonic beasts.

It's time to go back.

Zhang Xingyu stood up and touched the Red Dragon sword body gently.

"Red Dragon, oh Red Dragon, I'm going back. In this dark seabed, I'm really tired of staying. I miss my friends and brothers."

Zhang Xingyu muttered to Red Dragon as if talking to himself.

"For three years, I have been with you day and night, so we can be considered friends who have shared adversity. I really want to take you to see the world outside. After I leave, you will be the only one left on this seabed again. I know you have suffered heavy damage and need fire spirit stones to recover. How about this, when I leave later, I will leave half of the fire spirit stones in my ring for you."

After speaking, Zhang Xingyu took off his storage ring and poured spirit stones next to Red Dragon.

Just then, Red Dragon moved slightly.

Zhang Xingyu was very surprised.

For over two years, this Red Dragon finally responded.

However, he didn't want to stay here anymore, and he didn't want to waste time with it anymore.

"Buddy, take care of yourself, if there is a chance, I will come to see you again."

Zhang Xingyu patted the Red Dragon sword body gently.

Red Dragon moved slightly again.

"Red Dragon, are you reluctant to let me go? But I really have to go." Zhang Xingyu said.

Red Dragon began to tremble violently.

At the same time, Red Dragon became smaller and shorter.

A quarter of an hour later, it turned into a red treasure sword one meter long.

The sword body was pitted and bumpy, with light halos faintly flowing.

"Red Dragon, do you want to go out with me?" Zhang Xingyu asked.

Red Dragon shook its head gently.

Zhang Xingyu reached out and grasped the sword hilt, pulling it out gently.

Holding the long sword in his hand, it felt like holding his brother's arm.

Zhang Xingyu laughed loudly: "Red Dragon, let me take you to roam the world."

Half an hour later, a fire dragon carrying a white-clothed youth rushed out of the sea surface and galloped toward the distance. ===== CHAPTER 122 =====