Chapter 59 Little Secret

  "Zhang Song is extremely arrogant, but his talent is also exceptional. However, he has a narrow mind and will never amount to anything. Brother Yang doesn't need to pay attention to him." Wu Tianpeng was also the son of the cave master, so he naturally knew Zhang Song's ways.

  Yang Yi smiled slightly and said, "How Zhang Song is doing has nothing to do with me now. He can enter the Heavenly Palace, that's his destiny. Wu brother, you have seen a lot and know a lot, do you know when Bai Pojun will be able to transform successfully?"

  Yang Yi naturally didn't worry about Zhang Song, although Zhang Song's strength was not to be underestimated either. If Yang Yi used all his tricks, Zhang Song wouldn't even be a match for him. What he worried about was still Bai Wudi.

  Wu Tianxia's eyes flashed, and he glanced at Yang Yi, naturally understanding Yang Yi's concerns.

  "Is transformation really that easy? Moreover, this time Bai Yi died, and Bai Po Jun will also be affected. The transformation may not happen for a long time. However, if Bai Po Jun can overcome it, then the transformation is not far away. But don't worry, as disciples of Tian Gong and Di Gong, even if you are a master of transformation, you cannot kill at will, otherwise you will receive severe punishment." Wu Tian Ge was very familiar with Hua Long Palace.

  Yang Yi sneered, "Punished? Hmph, if my son died, I'd rather be punished a little. As I said before, a dead genius is not a genius at all. Huálóng Palace won't chill the heart of a powerful shape-shifter for a dead genius. I, Yang Yi, don't rely on heaven or earth, nor do I rely on others. Even if he has shape-shifted, what can he do to me? I'm not a soft persimmon that anyone can bully. Besides, as long as he hasn't shape-shifted yet, I'm safe for another day. After a few years or decades, hmph, Yang Mou doesn't need to fear him either."

  Wu Tianxia nodded slightly and laughed loudly: "Good, good, you're indeed Brother Yang! You've been self-improving without stopping, unyielding and unbending, making Wu admire you. Just as you said, after a few decades have passed, who knows who will be hiding from whom? Haha!"

  This display of magnanimity made these geniuses secretly admire, these cultivators were all geniuses, how could they not have a hint of arrogance, what about transforming into another form? In the end, one day, they themselves would also become masters of transformation.

  "Alright, the Dragon Palace has arrived. After you go out, don't move around arbitrarily, otherwise you'll enter a forbidden area and no one can protect you." Lei Tianming's voice sounded in everyone's ears, followed by a whirlwind of heaven and earth, and a bright light appeared in everyone's eyes, making them feel an indescribable comfort.

  Opening his eyes, what appeared before everyone was a dense object and several mountain peaks. These mountain peaks were towering and majestic, high above, as if they had pierced the clouds.

  Moreover, within the Huálóng Palace, the disciples coming and going are almost all masters of the fifth level of Blood Condensation, making one's heart tremble with fear. The fifth level of Blood Condensation is nothing to the Huálóng Palace.

  Lei Tianming assigned several shape-shifting masters to take many cultivators to their respective destinations. Zhang Song and Ouyang Xin were sent to the Heavenly Palace, which was located on the most majestic and magnificent mountain peaks.

  Yang Yi and the other palace masters were taken to the second mountain peak, which was next to the Heavenly Palace. On top of it stood a magnificent and luxurious palace, with cultivators constantly coming and going, all of whom were at the fifth level of Blood Condensation. However, judging from their attire, they seemed to be nothing more than lowly servants.

  Leading Yang Yi was a master of disguise, and many people on the road called him Lord Lu Minglu.

  Lu Ming looked at the astonished gaze of Yang Yi and others, and laughed loudly: "These are all servants for you. In the future, the elixirs and other things will be taken care of by these servants. You are the geniuses selected by Huà Lóng Palace, naturally, your main focus is on cultivation, and all other trivial matters can be handled by these servants."

  Even someone like Wu Tianxia, who has experienced great scenes, was confused. These people coming and going are all masters of the fifth level of Blood Condensation. This is the fifth level of Blood Condensation, which can become a master of a state or dominate one side outside, but in Huilong Palace, it can only be a servant.

  Lu Ming seemed to see through the thoughts of Yang Yi and others, and smiled lightly: "These cultivators are all willing to come to Huálóng Palace as servants. They originally had no chance of becoming a fifth-order Blood Condensation or it was very difficult for them to become one. Willingly coming to Huálóng Palace as servants, I will provide them with endless elixirs to cultivate, barely allowing them to become a fifth-order Blood Condensation. However, they are ultimately limited in their talent and cannot take on the role of Palace Master, so they stay at Huálóng Palace. If they serve you geniuses well, when one of you succeeds in transforming into a deity, their status will also rise to new heights. It's just a matter of mutual benefit!"

  Lu Ming's words were clear: these cultivators were not forced, but voluntary. They served these geniuses in the hope that one day they would successfully transform and remember them, allowing the cultivators to ascend to a higher realm. With the help of a transformation master, it was even possible for them to condense a virtual elixir.

  This is also a way of cultivation, some people like Yang Yi are working hard to fight and cultivate with their own strength, unwilling to be slaves or servants, but some cultivators are willing to become servants of geniuses for the sake of that elusive opportunity.

  "Alright, you can go in now. There's nothing more for me to do here. Inside the underground palace, there are many people who are even more talented than you. Hehe, you will definitely have your eyes opened wide."

  That magnificent palace also slowly opened its doors, and Wu Tianxia and others also slowly walked in.

  His expression flickered with an unusual glow, and he suddenly said in a low voice: "You're Yang Yi, right? Heh heh, little guy, your situation isn't looking good. Bai Pojun has quickly overcome his heart demon and will likely succeed in condensing his form within three years at most. Little guy, work hard! I quite like you, and I hope you won't die off so soon. Let me tell you a little secret: aren't you fond of extracting and refining your vital blood? If you don't want to be killed by Bai Pojun, then focus on refining your vital blood! Condense the seventh or eighth drop, or even the legendary ninth drop. Once you advance to the fifth stage of Blood Condensation with nine drops of refined blood, the entire Dragon Palace will be shocked. Even if Bai Pojun succeeds in condensing his form, he won't dare lay a hand on you, haha!"

  Lu Ming finished speaking and floated away lightly, leaving behind Yang Yi with a strange expression, as if deep in thought.

  "For three years? Enough, enough! The grand Dragon Palace, which has been passed down for countless tens of thousands of years, doesn't even have a single cultivator who can condense nine drops of essence blood during the fourth stage of Blood Condensation? I'd like to see just how extraordinary these nine drops of essence blood are!"

  Yang Yi gazed into the void, a hint of determination flickering in his eyes.