Chapter 8: Shen Long Leaves the Pass
Shen Long leaves the pass
Looking at the chaotic-colored bead in his left hand, Shen Long's expression was strange.
"Could this really be the legendary Chaos Pearl, which is said to have the function of suppressing the aura, and as soon as I got it, I thought of a way to solve my cultivation problem."
Shen Long found a solution to his cultivation problem, which was the "Dao Cutting Technique". He even cut off 500 Daos (one tripod is 50 Daos, nine tripods are 450 Daos, and later added another 50 Daos with that special purple tripod). However, his heart and spirit suffered severe damage. Although he took many elixirs during the Dao cutting process, it couldn't withstand his repeated use of one, two, three, five hundred times in a row.
Shen Long estimated the damage to his spirit and weighed the Chaos-colored bead in his hand, sighing.
"Alas, let's heal the wound first and come back to refine it next time?"
He then looked at the Purple Golden Ruyi, his congenital treasure, which had transformed back to its original form. Shen Long felt a pang of pain again; half of his merits were gone! To think that half of the merits he had obtained since arriving in the Desolate Expanse had been used up on this... Those merits of his were worth one percent of the merits of opening up the sky, and yet he had only managed to transfer five hundred of them. There were still two thousand five hundred left, which meant that if he wanted to transfer all the Heavenly Dao laws on his body onto his congenital treasure, he would need at least three percent of the merits of opening up the sky.
Shen Long let out a sorrowful howl when he thought about his prospects, but then he thought about Pangu and the Three Pure Ones, who had become saints after snatching just one merit from opening up the sky. Shen Long felt that this wasn't too much to ask for. However, he deliberately ignored the fact that they were born with those merits, whereas he had to obtain them step by step.
He snapped his fingers and muttered to himself: "Has it been 500 years already?" Then, with a flash of movement, he disappeared into the secret chamber.
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"How are you people doing things? In these years, Huang Zu is conquering the rivers and lakes of the Hongyuan continent, and the elixirs must keep up. But look at you, you've actually used up all the stock in the elixir warehouse! Can you live up to Huang Zu's trust in you? Can you live up to the trust of our dragon tribe military in you? You...!" In the Dragon Ancestor Temple, Ao Qian was scolding a group of bowing dragons in front of him, as if they had done something that enraged both heaven and man.
"Alright, Ao Jian, are you annoying or not? If you're not annoyed, I'm annoyed. For three hundred years, you've only had these few lines. I can recite them by heart even if you don't say them. Can't you change a few sentences for once? One sentence, will you give it to me or not?" Huang Long, who was watching the commotion while drinking tea on the side, suddenly put down his teacup and interrupted Ao Jian's angry outburst.
Ao Jian's voice stopped abruptly, his neck straightened, and he turned his head with difficulty, saying to Huang Long in a disgruntled tone: "That, Huang Zu, you drink tea." He then proceeded to pour another cup of tea for Huang Long.
Huang Long suddenly spoke up, grabbing the teapot and shaking it, saying: "Did you hear that? This pot is empty. I've been sitting here listening to your nonsense all day, drinking tea all day. I must say, your scolding skills have improved. Are you interested in following me from now on? I'll let you be the one to challenge our enemies and I'll take good care of you."
Among the four ancestors of the dragon clan, Shen Long Xuan Zu is the least majestic. The reason is that his previous life's thoughts are strange, and then comes Huang Long. Huang Long often mixes with the dragon clan's water army, so these two people will not easily say their true selves. However, now Huang Long says "Ben Sheng" one after another, it seems that Huang Long is very angry, and the consequences are very serious.
Ao Jian also realized this, and his heart wailed: Who did I provoke, who did I offend? Giving the elixir to Xuan Zu would get me scolded, not giving the elixir would get me dragged into the Dragon Army by Huang Zu. Xuan Zu, you'd better come out yourself.
"Oh, I was wondering who it was, and it turned out to be Fourth Brother. What are you doing? Are you here to repay your debt again?"
The yellow dragon that was just about to erupt in anger suddenly calmed down and turned its head around. In its heart, it thought: How did this pervert come out? It's only been 500 years since I closed up my cave.
"Ah, Third Brother, I'm so envious of you! You've come out of seclusion and made great gains. Congratulations on your significant improvement in cultivation!"
Ao Jian, who was struggling with the idea of whether to give or not to give, and a group of dead dragon suits behind him all let out a sigh of relief. They thought in their hearts, "Xuan Zu, why did you come out so late? You've been in seclusion for 500 years."
A group of dragons shouted in unison: "Welcome, Ancestor Xuan, as you exit the pass! Congratulations, Ancestor Xuan, on your significant progress in cultivation!"
"Stop flattering and get out!" Shen Long shook his sleeves, letting those people leave.
After those dragons left, Huang Long asked anxiously: "Third Brother, what's going on with your cultivation? I feel that your Qi mechanism is floating and it's a sign of an unstable foundation."
Shen Long heard Huang Long's concern and a warm current flowed through his heart. He smiled and replied, "It's nothing, just a small problem, I've already solved it." Then Shen Long deliberately changed the subject, "But what about you today? Are you so desperate for Dan medicine that you wouldn't hesitate to threaten your junior?"
When Shen Long said it was nothing, the rough-nerved Huang Long didn't pay attention. Upon hearing Shen Long's question, his heart sank, as if he had thought of something unpleasant.
"Not bad, subjugating the water system of the Desolate Continent wasn't that easy. If it weren't for the medicinal pills, we might have lost more than half our forces. Although most of the smaller factions surrendered, under the combined force of the largest river systems - the Yangtze River and Yellow River - we suffered a significant loss." Huang Long's words were filled with pent-up frustration. Shen Long thought about it too, since Huang Long had never been defeated before, having lost this time, he definitely wanted to regain his footing."
"This time I'm going to collect the elixir, re-conquer these two forces and unify the Honghuang water system in one fell swoop. But your little sidekick is even more ruthless than you are, dragging his feet for a long time before giving me just a bit of it. Who else would I bother if not him?"
"Why didn't you explain things to him?"
Huang Long's face turned red like a monkey's buttocks, Shen Long saw it and went "oh" with an expression of "so that's how it is". It turned out he didn't want to spread the news of his own defeat, he wanted to save face.
Huang Long's dragon face turned even redder.
Looking at Huang Long, he was like a ghost, surrounding his own Dragon Palace all day, and even setting up a network of informants around him. In his own Dragon Palace, he set up spies (otherwise, how would Shen Long know as soon as he left that he came to ask for the Dan medicine?). Shen Long had a headache, and since he had already found the method to cut off the Tao, he didn't need too many ore veins anymore. So Shen Long had an idea...
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The vast continent of Honghuang, a region near the East Sea, is currently witnessing a fierce battle between dragons and tigers.
"Yin——" A purple divine dragon soared into the sky, its slender body emitting purple electric lights, charging towards a living being in the air, while also spitting out a mouthful of lightning.
"Roar---Wang---" The living being in the sky also let out a loud roar, and charged downwards. Looking at its appearance, it was like a tiger, but with wings. If Shen Long were here, he would recognize this creature's feet - Qiong Qi.
Qiong Qi is an evil god in Chinese mythology who suppresses good and promotes evil. It is as big as a cow, has the shape of a tiger, is covered with porcupine-like fur, and has wings. The cry of Qiong Qi sounds like that of a dog, and it makes its living by eating humans. According to legend, Qiong Qi often flies to the scene of a fight and bites off the nose of the party in the right; if someone commits an evil act, Qiong Qi will catch wild beasts for him and encourage him to do more bad things.
At this time, Qiong Qi had already rushed to the top of the purple dragon's head, avoiding that flash of lightning, and slapped down with one claw.
"Yin——" A purple dragon let out a mournful roar, plummeting vertically from the sky and striking the ground, sending up a massive mushroom cloud. As the dust settled, a woman in purple robes emerged from the smoke, her body sprawled on the ground with blood oozing from her mouth.
"Kun'er sister, are you okay? Don't let anyone hurt Kun'er sister." At this time, a small fox emerged from the side. The little fox transformed into its true form, with a body size similar to that of Qiong Qi, and it had nine tails. This was the legendary Nine-Tailed Beast, also known as the Nine-Tailed Fox.
At this time, the nine-tailed beast stood in front of the purple-robed woman, revealing its white teeth and showing a fierce expression, but its appearance was not frightening, but rather cute.
"Little fox, you go quickly. I'll hold him back."
"No, Kun'er sister, I won't abandon you." However, Ao Kun clearly saw that her four legs were all trembling.
The strange birds had no reason to harm them, flew down from the sky, opened their big mouths, and clearly wanted to shake off their heads.
"Ah———" The little fox let out a high-pitched scream.
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