Chapter Seventeen: Indigo Dragon

  "This... this tattered scroll, isn't it made from the dragon skin of Qinglong?" Qin Fang said in surprise.

  Ye Yang felt refreshed all over, lying in the fresh blood of the fire crocodile to continue bathing, and asked: "Dian Qing Long, what kind of existence is that?"

  "Among the ancient divine dragons, the Azure Dragon is the only one that has restored its 'sex' attribute. Its fresh blood is comparable to holy water, capable of detoxifying, healing wounds, and purifying. Moreover, its skeleton makes for an excellent material for crafting weapons. I once forged a Divine Dragon Staff using the Azure Dragon's bones, which can rapidly recover from injuries at an incredible speed. The Azure Dragon is indeed a high-ranking dragon tribe blessed by heaven and earth!"

  After taking a look at Ye Yang's injuries, which were rapidly healing, Qin Fang said: "That's right! No wonder I sensed a faint dragon aura on you. It seems that the Fire God's residual scroll is indeed a martial arts technique written on the skin of the Azure Dragon!"

  Ye Yang's heart moved slightly, and he said: "Qin Fang, Grandfather, so to say, the Fire God's residual volume has been absorbed by my body?"

  "Hmm!"

  Qin Fang nodded: "This can improve your cultivation to some extent, but not too much. In the future, you still need to work hard and cultivate diligently. Also, the content of that Fire God's residual scroll, have you memorized it?"

  "I've finished practicing."

  "That's great!"

  Ye Yang stood up, and the broken bones had indeed been fully restored. As he circulated his energy, the Fire God's power became even more robust, and the red light around his body deepened in color. Once the true energy light turned as red as it could be, it would mean that Ye Yang had reached the peak of the fifth level of the Grand Earth Realm, and he might enter the sixth level at any moment.

  Qin Fang reminded: "Ye Yang, don't forget the core of the Seventh-Order Demon Beast!"

  "Hmm!"

  Ye Yang stood up, swung the Broken Flame Sword horizontally, and instantly tore open a bloody mouth on the Fire Python's head. He reached in and felt around, and a scorching hot seventh-tier core appeared in his palm, about the size of a fist, emitting a fiery glow. This was much more powerful than the Ghost Tiger core he had obtained last time!

  Qin Fangdao said: "There won't be many better weapons for the time being. Ye Yang, you absorb and refine this core nucleus."

  "What?!" Ye Yang was shocked: "The core can be refined and absorbed?"

  Qin Fang smiled and said, "Naturally, any core can be absorbed as long as it is refined. Of course, the core of a seventh-order magic beast would take an ordinary person ten years to refine and another ten years to absorb, which is basically not worth it. However, you are different, with your Hundred Refinements realm, one month is enough!"

  "Ah, okay!"

  Ye Yang excitedly put the core into the Qian Kun bag, then sheathed the Broken Flame Sword and walked shakily towards the exit of the Fire Dragon Cave. Although his injuries had healed, he was completely exhausted and his newly grown bones had not fully merged with his body, so he stumbled as he walked, not much different from when he was seriously injured.

  "Boom!"

  He knocked on the thick and heavy "door" with his hand, but after a long time, no one responded.

  Ye Yang furrowed his brow, could it be that those people really thought he was dead and no longer cared about their own lives?

  With a single hand, the Fire God's remaining true energy burst out, burning the large "gate", and in the blink of an eye, the half-meter thick "gate" was melted into a large X shape.

  "Boom!"

  Ye Yang kicked out with his foot, and a thick iron door crashed to the ground.

  ……

  The area around the Fire God's altar was quiet, with almost everyone staring at the entrance of the Fire Dragon Cave.

  A wretched young man stumbled out, his clothes almost torn to shreds and stained with blood all over, as if he had just emerged from hell.

  "Ah!"

  Ye Nan Tian suddenly stood up, his eyes full of surprise.

  Peng Feng struggled to conceal the astonishment in his heart, standing tall and shouting loudly: "Ye Yang, did you accept the inheritance of the Holy Beast in the Fire Dragon Cave?"

  Ye Yang's gaze turned calmly towards Peng Feng, his voice cold as he said: "The Holy Beast says it appreciates me and wants me to come back and cultivate properly!"

  "Huh?"

  Peng Feng's face twitched, but he forced himself to remain calm and ordered Peng Yue'er to re-seal the main gate and re-confine the Fire Dragon Cave. However, they were unaware that the so-called fire dragon's core had already been killed by Ye Yang and taken away.

  Ye Nan Tian was overjoyed, but also worried and hastily flew forward, checking his arms and legs, and anxiously asked: "Zi Yu, are you okay? How did you get covered in blood? What's going on inside the Fire Dragon Cave?"

  Ye Yang shook his head and smiled: "It's okay, let's go back."

  "Oh, okay!"

  ……

  The people of Ye Fu were about to leave, but they were stopped under the divine altar. The one who blocked their way was none other than Peng Yue'er, holding a bright fire sword, known as the genius young lady of the Fire God clan and the thousand gold miss of the Peng family.

  Ming Huo Jian pointed directly at Ye Yang, and Peng Yue'er asked coldly: "Ye Yang, what exactly did you do in the Fire Dragon Cave? Why was there a series of tremors? What did the sacred beast of the Fire God clan do to you? How could you walk out of the Fire Dragon Cave with your body covered in blood?"

  "What's wrong, you don't agree?"

  "Yes, I refuse!" Peng Yue'er drew her slender sword and shouted angrily: "Ye Yang, if you have the ability, then take my sword. Otherwise, don't think about leaving!"

  "What right?"

  "You don't even deserve to come out of the Fire Dragon Cave alive!" Peng Yue'er's words were merciless, as if she hated Ye Yang with a passion.

  Ye Nantian was furious: "Peng Yue'er, don't be too arrogant!"

  "How about it? Are you afraid of a challenge?" Peng Yue'er sneered: "Hiding behind your father, are you still considered a man?"

  Ye Nan Tian's face turned red with rage, and he slapped him on the head: "Today, I'll teach you a lesson on behalf of your father!"

  Wow!

  A palm imbued with the power of the fire god condensed into a fire knife, slashing towards Peng Yue'er's head, quite majestic. In any case, Ye Nantian was also the master of the Ye family, and although his strength was not comparable to Peng Feng's, it was not easy to deal with either.

  Who would have thought that Peng Yue'er's movements were even faster, the Ming Huo Sword suddenly rose into the air, and the Fire God's power surged out, the cold sword energy "puff" a sound shattered Ye Nan Tian's palm wind, and even more so, with an overbearing momentum, he stepped forward, his snow-white five fingers opened wide, containing the fierce and violent strike of the Fire God's power!

  Ye Nan Tian hastily extended his palm to meet the opponent, both sides' Flame God Force came from the same origin, a complete hard collision!

  "Boom!"

  In the midst of the loud noise, Peng Yue'er didn't move a muscle, her breathing remained steady, whereas Ye Nantian retreated three steps back, forcing himself to swallow the blood in his throat, his eyebrows furrowed, and he had already sustained a light injury!

  With the same Earth Five-level strength, Peng Yue'er displayed an unparalleled natural talent and actually repelled Ye Family's head with a single move. This cultivation instantly won her applause from the surrounding crowd!

  Ye Nantian's face turned iron-green, his eyebrows raised, and he coldly laughed: "As expected of Peng Yue'er! It seems that the White Jade Fruit that Brother Peng Feng went to great lengths to find really does have an astonishing effect!"

  The several masters around were shocked, Cao De said: "White 'Jade' fruit? Brother Peng Feng really found the White 'Jade' fruit?"

  Peng Feng nodded, looking at Peng Yue'er with pride in his chest, and smiled: "That's right, a month ago I obtained a White Jade Fruit and the core of a sixth-grade magic beast. With the two combined to refine the core, Yue'er broke through continuously and has already reached the peak of Earth Level 5!"

  Ye Nan's face turned deathly pale, no wonder he would lose to someone else. That white jade fruit was indeed a treasure of the world, grown in a place with rare mountains and water, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, containing rich spiritual power. After eating it, one's cultivation could be greatly improved. This fruit was originally a legendary priceless treasure, combined with a precious six-stage magic beast core, with Peng Yue'er's talent, reaching the fifth level of Grandmaster would not be excessive at all.

  Cao De laughed loudly: "Moon is indeed a born genius, unfortunately, Moon is a 'female' body, otherwise the position of the Fire God tribe leader would have been Moon's decades later!"

  Cao De's words hit the nail on the head, and Peng Feng's face turned ugly. Peng Feng had no son, only a precious daughter, but unfortunately, the position of the Fire God clan leader was not passed down to females. To put Peng Yue'er in the position of clan leader, she must have absolute power!

  Then, Peng Feng exhausted his wealth and manpower to bring back a white 'jade' fruit from the southern border, and personally entered the Qingyun Mountains to hunt down a sixth-level demon beast. Everything he did was just to make Peng Yue'er become the master of the Huo Shen clan.

  ……

  The crowd's praise and admiring gazes made Peng Yue'er feel extremely pleased with herself. With the Minghuo Sword in hand, she was just about to leave when a calm and collected voice came from behind her: "Peng Yue'er, I accept your challenge."

  "What?"

  Peng Yue'er turned around, only to find that the speaker was actually that useless good-for-nothing Ye Yang, who had just escaped from the Fire Dragon Cave in disarray!

  In an instant, Peng Yue'er's 'flower' branch shook violently, emitting a string of silvery laughter, pointing at Ye Yang: "You... are you tired of living? You actually dared to challenge me, what kind of thing are you, what qualifications do you have to challenge me?"

  Ye Yang took a step forward and smiled calmly: "I, under the Three Swords, will surely defeat you!"

  "What?!"

  Peng Yue'er's eyes widened, as if she had heard the most unbelievable words in the world. Not far away, Peng Feng looked at Ye Yang with an equally disbelieving gaze. This kid's strength was really limited, and with Peng Feng's cultivation, he could easily crush him to death with just one finger.

  In fact, Ye Yang had reached the fifth level of the Grandmaster realm, but no one knew about it. The power of the Fire God's residual scroll was so mysterious that it didn't even ripple, and not even Peng Feng, a peerless master, could detect it!

  Ye Nan Tian was shocked: "Zi Yu, is that you?"

  "Don't worry, old man!" Ye Yang smiled faintly and said: "From now on, I won't hide behind you anymore!"

  At the same time, Qin Fang in the Divine Dragon Cauldron also asked a question in Ye Yang's heart: "Ye Yang, this Peng Yue'er already has the strength of the fifth level of the Great Land, do you have the confidence to win, let alone letting her lose under the Three Swords?"

  Ye Yang nodded: "Hmm! I have three reasons, first, my Flame God's power is derived from the residual volume of the Flame God, which has a special property that restrains the Flame God's power. Second, my Broken Flame Sword is a seventh-grade weapon, this is something Peng Yue'er fundamentally doesn't know. Third, Peng Yue'er this woman is too arrogant, this is her fatal weakness!"

  "Alright, since it's like that, go then!"

  ……

  Ye Yang stepped forward, his arm stretched out to the side, and smiled: "Everyone move back a bit, so as not to get hurt by mistake. Miss Yue, three moves are up, count them! Within three moves, I will definitely defeat you!"

  "Hmph, foolish nonsense!" Peng Yue'er said with a scornful face.

  The two of them faced off, surrounded by hundreds of members of the Fire God tribe. Everyone held their breath, eagerly anticipating the battle between the genius and the waste of the Fire God tribe!

  "Wow!"

  A fierce flame burst forth from Ye Yang's palms, extremely cold and sinister, it was the true energy of the Fire God's residual volume, its power far surpassing that of ordinary fire divine power!

  "The First Move!"

  Ye Yang let out a loud shout, his entire body transformed into a virtual shadow flying forward, suddenly leaping up, his whole body falling down with the momentum of Mount Tai pressing down, his single palm formed a knife, fiercely chopping towards Peng Yue'er's shoulder.

  "Hmm!"

  Peng Yue'er saw this move clearly and slightly shifted her body to the side, her right palm flying swiftly and heavily slapping onto Ye Yang's palm!

  "Boom!"

  After a loud crash, flames shot up into the sky, and the stone ground around them shook with a buzzing noise. The weaker members of the tribe retreated in succession!

  "Shhh... shhh... shhh..."

  Peng Yue'er retreated several steps in a row, but Ye Yang didn't move at all. With the same Earth Five-level boundary, the advantage of the Fire God's residual volume was fully revealed!

  "Whoosh!"

  The two of them emitted auras, Ye Yang's aura was a faint red color, while Peng Yue'er's was blood red. Judging from the norm, Peng Yue'er's strength should be superior, but surprisingly she fell at a disadvantage with her first move.

  Peng Feng's expression turned cold and stern, and he secretly sighed in his heart: "After all, Yue Er is a girl, and she will always be at a disadvantage when it comes to strength. This Ye Yang is indeed exceptional, and has actually advanced so quickly that even I underestimated him!"

  In the arena, Peng Yue'er had an incredulous look on her face as she stared at her own reddened palm, which had been slapped. She simply didn't dare to believe that her full-strength slap would actually be shaken off by this waste in front of her.

  "Clang!"

  Ye Yang suddenly drew out the broken flame sword from behind his back, the long sword was shrouded in a bloody light, its aura was overwhelming, and the moment it left its scabbard, it caused an outcry. Anyone could see that this must be a top-grade divine weapon!

  "The second move!"

  Ye Yang tore through the air with a single sword strike, its blade like a heaven-shattering sharp instrument, straight and piercing towards Peng Yue'er!

  "What?!"

  Peng Yue'er was shocked, hastily turned around and spun, bringing out a spiral of fiery energy, the Bright Fire Sword in her hand darting towards Ye Yang's armpit like a venomous snake!

  "Hey!"

  Ye Yang had expected this and suddenly swung his sword in a slashing motion, cutting through the majestic Fire God's true energy, striking straight down!

  Bang!

  A crisp sound came over, Peng Yue'er was stunned there, the Minghuo sword in her hand actually broke off, leaving only a bare hilt.

  Like a thunderclap on a clear day, the weapon that can shatter the Nine-Rank Soldier's blade must be at least two ranks higher, which means that Ye Yang's sword in his hand is at least seventh-rank!

  "The Third Move"

  Ye Yang's body was in mid-air, and as he fell, he smiled slightly. Suddenly, he stretched out his palm, and flames burst forth between them. With a loud crash, his palm print landed on Peng Yue'er's chest!

  "Pffft!"

  Peng Yue'er flew out like a kite with a broken string, spitting out fresh blood, but she was not seriously injured. Ye Yang finally held back at least 90% of his strength in that palm strike, otherwise, it wouldn't have just been a severe injury to Peng Yue'er, he could have even killed her on the spot!

  "How...how is this possible?" Peng Yue'er stared blankly at Ye Yang: "You good-for-nothing, how could you possibly..."

  Ye Yang turned around and supported Ye Nan Tian's plump body, saying: "Dad, let's go back to the manor?"

  Ye Nan Tian nodded, overjoyed.

  Watching Ye Yang and his son leave, Peng Feng clenched his fists with a "crack" sound, gritting his teeth and muttering in a low voice: "Just you wait, Ye Nan Tian, one day I'll make you wish you were dead!"