Chapter 125: Dragon Soul

If there is a second time, there will be a third.

Lin Chao still had not undergone Awakening of the Dragon Pattern and was transported back to the Xiang Family.

This caused the people of the Xiang Family to be astonished one after another.

On one hand, they secretly sighed at Xiang Long's hard life; on the other, they lamented Xiang Long's bad luck.

"Little one, why is it you again?"

"If you don't acknowledge me as your mother, it's a great loss for me to keep picking you up!"

"You are too careless, you fell down again."

After the twentieth time he fell down, there was not much time left until the hundredth day.

At this moment, Xiang Li looked at Lin Chao, who was still an infant, his expression incomparably complex.

Beside him, the wife of Xiang Li revealed a look of helplessness in her eyes.

Lin Chao still had not undergone Awakening of the Dragon Pattern.

At this time, the hunched old man appeared, and he looked at Lin Chao: "His constitution is too weak, and he lacks Dragon Blood in his body; I fear he will be unable to undergo Awakening of the Dragon Pattern next time either."

Beside him, Xiang Li's gaze was sorrowful: "I beg the ancestor to save this young child!"

The hunched old man was the number one powerhouse of the Xiang Family.

A Pseudo-Immortal powerhouse beyond reproach.

Placed in the Medicine Blood State, he was also among the very top tier of existences.

"I am also powerless," the hunched old man sighed, "Currently, there is only one way to save him."

Xiang Long's mother asked hurriedly: "What way?"

"Can Xiang Long not survive within the Wusheng Well?

Then, let Xiang Long live in the Wusheng Well forever.

The Wusheng Well has special restrictions; even the Fish Line cannot enter it," the hunched old man's eyes flickered.

"This..." Xiang Li's gaze was complex; after struggling for a moment, he nodded and said: "Very well!"

He agreed to the ancestor's plan.

Originally, every once in a while, he would use the power within the Wusheng Well to summon Xiang Long back to the Xiang Family to see if he was still alive.

Now, he could no longer summon him back in the future.

He would just let Xiang Long live alone in the Wusheng Well.

Xiang Long's mother was still filled with ten thousand kinds of reluctance at this moment.

To let a young child live in a well without anyone to care for him—this was something she, as a mother, was unwilling to do in a thousand ways.

However, she was unable to enter the well to accompany him.

Even with the strength of the ancestor, one could not stay in the Wusheng Well for a single day.

And mortals were even less able to pass the five trials of the Wusheng Well.

"Give Xiang Long a Storage Ring, and fill it with some books and daily necessities."

The hunched old man instructed.

"Understood," Xiang Li said hurriedly.

"Right, do not let others know about today's matter.

As for your child, Xiang Long, just treat it as if he entered the Wusheng Well and ultimately perished," the hunched old man's eyes flickered, not knowing what he was pondering.

"Understood," Xiang Li spoke, having made his decision.

At night, Xiang Li arrived at the ancestor's courtyard.

"Ancestor, everything is prepared," Xiang Li's attitude was respectful.

"Are you very curious why I asked you to keep this matter secret?" The hunched old man's gaze was profound.

"Yes," Xiang Li was puzzled.

Logically speaking, this matter was just a small affair.

"Do you know the origin of the Wusheng Well?" The hunched old man spoke, his voice sounding strange.

"Legend has it that the Wusheng Well was once the nest of a True Dragon.

Therefore, even the Fish Line of the Ghost Immortal cannot penetrate deep into the Wusheng Well."

"Yes," the hunched old man nodded, "Ordinary humans simply cannot live in the Wusheng Well.

Even if we possess Dragon Blood in our bodies, we are fundamentally unable to sustain life in the Wusheng Well.

Xiang Long has been born for less than half a year; his constitution is extremely weak, and the Dragon Blood in his body is thin. Why is he able to live in the Wusheng Well for so long?"

"I do not know," Xiang Li shook his head blankly.

"The soul!" The hunched old man's eyes shone with brilliance.

"His constitution is weak, yet he can survive under the Wusheng Well, so his soul must be very special and able to adapt to the Wusheng Well.

I suspect he has undergone Awakening of the legendary Dragon Soul."

"What!" Xiang Li's body trembled.

The Xiang Family were Dragon Blood Cultivators among the bloodline cultivators.

There were two theories regarding the appearance of the Xiang Family's Dragon Blood.

The first: a young, unmarried woman of the Xiang Family dreamed at night that a dragon was lewd with her, and the next day she discovered she was pregnant.

The second: the ancestor of the Xiang Family discovered a large pool of True Dragon blood, drank a mouthful, and subsequently inherited the Dragon Blood bloodline.

Dragon Blood was the foundation of their strength.

And above Dragon Blood, there was an even greater legend, which was the Dragon Soul.

If a descendant of the Xiang Family had a Dragon Pattern on their back, it meant their Dragon Blood bloodline was dense, and they could become a Dragon Blood Cultivator.

Awakening Dragon Blood is the foundation of the Xiang Family's power.

But in legends, there is also an Awakening of the Dragon Soul.

The ancestral teachings state that a descendant of the Xiang Family who awakens the Dragon Soul will transform into a dragon upon encountering wind and clouds.

However, for these past few thousand years, not a single descendant of the Xiang Family has awakened the Dragon Soul.

Regarding the Dragon Soul, only a small number of people are aware of it.

As for the matter of Xiang Long, almost no one has associated it with the Dragon Soul.

"Therefore, if Xiang Long grows up, he will be at least a Pseudo-Immortal!"

The hunched old man's eyes revealed a fierce glint.

"Keep this matter hidden in your heart; you are not allowed to tell anyone, do you understand?"

"I understand!" Xiang Li nodded hurriedly.

He naturally knew the terror of awakening the Dragon Soul.

This meant that their Xiang Family would produce a supreme powerhouse.

Xiang Li left, and the old man's gaze was deep; he recalled that sentence from before the Seven Fragrances Empress fell.

I hate that I was not born three thousand years later, to join you in striking down the immortals of heaven.

The time it takes for a dragon to reach adulthood is exactly three thousand years.

The hope of Jiuzhou!

"Little one, you have quite a lot of things on you; are you going to live with me in the Wusheng Well from now on?"

The butterfly-bird spoke, its voice incomparably crisp.

Unfortunately, Lin Chao did not speak.

At this moment, the butterfly-bird continued: "I caught you one, two, three... many times; you must repay my kindness."

Lin Chao was still unable to speak.

Inside the Wusheng Well, all he could see were ordinary cave walls.

It was incomparably quiet here, the only sound being the incessant chatter of the butterfly-bird.

Time passed quickly.

Lin Chao lived in the Wusheng Well, and fortunately, with the care of the butterfly-bird, he did not end up too disheveled.

Although his parents in this life had prepared many things for him, bathing and relieving himself were still unavoidable.

Fortunately, although this butterfly-bird seemed to chatter incessantly, it was still very reliable.

"Repeat after me: Mother."

The butterfly-bird was asking Lin Chao to speak again.

Lin Chao was speechless in his heart.

Suddenly, he spoke: "You are not my mother."

"You can talk now?" The butterfly-bird showed a look of surprise.

"Mm." Lin Chao's voice was childish.

The language of Jiuzhou was surprisingly the same as that of Daxia.

Now, after so long, Lin Chao was finally able to make a sound.

"That's great, finally someone to talk to me."

The butterfly-bird was overjoyed, like a child.

The butterfly-bird's mind was simple, as pure as a blank sheet of paper.

Lin Chao spoke at this time: "Can you help me open the Storage Ring?"

"You mean this? Alright!" The butterfly-bird waved its feathers, and the Storage Ring on Lin Chao's body was immediately opened.

"There are so many things inside, what do you want?"

"Books."

"Okay."

Following these words, a mountain-like pile of books suddenly appeared in the Wusheng Well.

"Thank you."

Lin Chao said thank you.

Unfortunately, he was still very young and his body was very weak, so he could not read at all.

"Can you do me a favor? I will repay you in the future." Lin Chao continued.

He had always been someone who repaid kindness.

"No problem." The butterfly-bird answered quickly, "Read books to you, right?"

"Mm." Lin Chao nodded.

Thus, a peculiar scene appeared within the Wusheng Well.

A butterfly-bird was reading books to an infant.

The two of them kept talking.

"What is your name?"

"Xiang... Long."

"Long? How cool!"

"And you?"

"I don't have a name."

"Then what are you?"

"I am a butterfly-bird."

"Just because you look like a butterfly and a bird?"

"I don't know, my appearance can change on its own.

I wasn't like this originally; I was a pearl."

"Then why did you become... a butterfly-bird?"

"I remember, that big guy seemed to see a butterfly, saw a bird, and said they were very beautiful.

So, I became a butterfly-bird."

"... Who is the big guy?"

"The master of Wusheng Well."

"A True Dragon?"

"Not a True Dragon, just a dragon."

"A dragon? What is your relationship with him?"

"I was a pearl in its belly."

"Are you a Dragon Pearl?"

"I am certainly not its daughter!"

"Then how were you in its belly?"

"One day, I fell from above the Nine Heavens and happened to fall right into its mouth."

"Your fate is truly peculiar."

"Isn't our fate also quite peculiar?

You often fall from above, and every time, I catch you."

"Have you always lived in Wusheng Well?"

"Mm."

"For how long?"

"Ever since that big guy died, I have been here."

"How long is that? A thousand years?"

"A hundred thousand years? A million years?"

"You really are an old hag."

"To be your mother, is my age enough?"

"... Then why don't you leave Wusheng Well? Can't you get out?"

"Going out would make my heart ache. All these years, I have been sleeping; if I am asleep, it won't ache."

"But I haven't seen you sleeping?"

"I can't fall asleep."

Time slipped away in a flash.

Now, Lin Chao was already able to walk.

However, there was still no Dragon Pattern on his back.

If he were to go outside Wusheng Well, he would undoubtedly die.

"Cultivation has nine tiers in total.

First Tier is Body Refining, Second Tier is Qi Refining, Third Tier is Golden Body;

Fourth Tier is Supernatural Power, Fifth Tier is Heavenly Venerable, Sixth Tier is Great Heavenly Venerable;

Seventh Tier is Nirvana, Eighth Rank is Pseudo-Immortal, and Ninth Tier is the True Spirit Realm."

"Below is Jiuzhou, above is the Heavenly Vault.

Above the Heavenly Vault is the Heavenly Palace, and within the Heavenly Palace are Ghost Immortals.

Ghost Immortals are above the Ninth Tier.

Ghost Immortals establish the Heavenly Palace and harvest all living beings."

Having understood this world, he felt that it was a world of despair.

If one were to use an inappropriate description:

They, these living beings, were all meat pigs raised by the Ghost Immortals.

Meat pigs become the food of the Ghost Immortals and also increase the energy of the Ghost Immortals.

Within Jiuzhou, there were countless figures of stunning talent.

Every few hundred years, there would be a Ninth Tier True Spirit Realm powerhouse who would defy the heavens and strike at the immortals above.

Unfortunately, until now, the immortals remain high above.

Jiuzhou simply cannot harm the immortals in the slightest, and they haven't even seen the true forms of the immortals.

Even the exceptionally gifted Seven Fragrances Empress only managed to injure the gatekeeper of the Heavenly Palace before she fell.

Jiuzhou shed endless blood rain for her.

"The background of this reincarnation is a bit desperate."

Lin Chao sighed.

Neither mortals nor cultivators have a way to survive.

"Continue reading!"

Lin Chao's gaze was firm.

His talent was the Scholar's Heart; the more knowledge he knew, the higher his comprehension, and he would then have the opportunity to activate the Dragon Pattern and become a bloodline cultivator.

Thanks to the big boss 【Lord Tolerance】 for the thousand-coin tip, and to 【Yi Shui Liuyun en】 and 【I Am Just a Passing Rookie】 for their tips. Thank you all!

(End of this chapter)