Chapter 94: Divine Dragon Bloodline

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  A faint glimmer of light flashed across the eyes of the mysterious figure, as if he was examining Yang Yi's bloodline. After a moment, he nodded and smiled: "You're a lucky kid, your body has the Dragon God's bloodline!"

  "Dragon Bloodline? But senior, this Dragon Senior doesn't have anything special either, what's there to be lucky about?" Yang Yi asked.

  Indeed, among human cultivators in this world, there are only three types of bloodlines, and none of them have any distinction between high or low.

  "You little brat, what do you know? Hmph, you're actually able to condense nine drops of essence blood. Not bad, not a complete waste after all. This old man has cultivated for ten thousand years and hasn't seen anyone with the talent to condense nine drops of essence blood. Just based on this point, I'll help you clean up that messy bloodline of yours. If it weren't for your Dragon God bloodline, I wouldn't have bothered helping you."

  Yang Yi was slightly stunned and still somewhat puzzled, but he felt very strange about his own nine drops of essence blood.

  "Senior, I don't feel anything special with the nine drops of essence in my body. What exactly do these nine drops of essence help cultivators with? Please enlighten me."

  "Hmph, nothing special? You're indeed unaware of the blessings you have. Without these nine drops of essence blood, could you have possessed the terrifying 45 drops of essence blood in the fifth stage of Blood Condensation? Do you think essence blood is that easy to condense?"

  Yang Yi suddenly realized that he had already sensed it, even if there was a golden elixir, it would not be possible to condense the essence and blood so crazily. It turned out that all of this was due to the power of these nine drops of essence and blood.

  "Nine is the extreme of numbers, which means it has reached its limit. The limit is perfection, so I'm saying that your essence and blood had already reached perfection when you were laying the foundation. These nine drops of essence and blood are the foundation. As long as you have these nine drops of essence and blood, you can continuously refine and condense more essence and blood to achieve an unimaginable divine effect."

  Yang Yi gradually understood, but even in simple truths, someone had to say it out loud for him to know.

  "Alright, no more nonsense! This wanderer still has a wound to tend to. Now this wanderer will help you eliminate the hidden danger."

  Only to see the upper mysterious scattered person stretch out his hand and pat Yang Yi, a power that cannot be imagined quickly entered into Yang Yi's blood vessels, and followed Yang Yi's blood vessels into his core, the heart.

  Yang Yi's heart was shocked and he wanted to resist, but at the same time, the voice of Shangxuan Sanren echoed in his mind: "Little boy, don't move, this old man is helping you eliminate that messy bloodline of yours, leaving only the Dragon God's bloodline!"

  Yang Yi's forty-five drops of essence blood were rapidly decomposing and then recombining, ultimately leaving only eighteen drops. Yes, just eighteen, but these eighteen drops seemed to be many times stronger than Yang Yi's original essence blood, as if they had been compressed repeatedly. Moreover, more than twenty drops of essence blood were sealed away on the side.

  "Alright, kiddo, now it's your turn."

  As soon as the old man's hand loosened, Yang Yi was able to move again. He only felt a refreshing sensation throughout his body, and the circulation of blood in his meridians became even more unimpeded. The numbness he had previously felt was gone.

  But there are gains and losses, originally forty-five drops of essence blood, only eighteen drops left.

  The Upper Mystic laughed heartily, "Young one, your essence is now completely that of the Dragon God's bloodline. From now on, you won't encounter such great obstacles when transforming. I'm helping you, don't think that just because you only have eighteen drops, they can't compare to two or three of your previous ones. Would I make you weaker? The sealed essences beside you aren't even from the Dragon God's bloodline, but you can't take them out. You can use them all up, aren't you going to cast a spell? What about using those useless essences to cast the Binding Technique? Even Golden Elixir cultivators would be restrained."

  Yang Yi's eyes widened slightly, and then his expression changed rapidly, his face quickly turned cold, and he said in a low voice: "Senior, you've seen my memories?"

  The Upper Mystic's face showed a hint of embarrassment, and he said lightly: "Of course this Mystic has to take a look. What if you're a pawn set up by that old scoundrel, Extreme Daozi? How can I put my mind at ease without taking a look? Alright, your memories aren't much of an issue, just a bunch of trash. Except for that Xian-grade martial skill, which has some value, the rest is nothing to write home about."

  Yang Yi smiled bitterly, what could he do? He had seen it, and couldn't very well turn against the Upper Mystic now.

  The old hermit's eyes flashed with a hint of unusual color, and he smiled: "Youngster, don't look so worried. Do you know how many benefits you just received? For me to personally refine your blood vessels is something that many people can't even ask for. Alright, I'll give you some compensation. Here are two golden elixirs, both condensed from the Ninefold Dragon Blood Vessels of a high-ranking master. You can safely absorb them. In fifty years, it will be enough to open up your entire body's blood vessels and reach the realm of Sixfold Transformed Vessels. When you go out, you'll truly be terrifying. Those enemies in your sect will all be defeated, hahaha!"

  Shang Xuan Sanren stretched out his hand and threw it, and immediately two rays of light flew into Yang Yi's hands, which were two golden pills shining with golden light.

  "Little one, cultivate slowly and refine thoroughly. Once you've cultivated, you'll understand how good this scattered person has been to you. This scattered person is going to heal their wounds, you stay here and cultivate, it won't be until fifty years later that this scattered person will awaken." After saying this, the Upper Mystic Scattered Person's entire body quickly became transparent, completely disappearing, in this space, Yang Yi could no longer sense him.

  Yang Yi also knew that Shangxuan Sanren's divine powers were vast and extensive, but he didn't go to find him. With a big mouth open, he swallowed the golden elixir in one gulp.

  As soon as he entered, Yang Yi's blood seemed to be boiling, fortunately the mysterious essence in the center easily calmed down this golden elixir, and a thread of golden essence began to flow out slowly.

  "Humming"

  One after another vortex began to rapidly condense together.

  However, Yang Yi only discovered that the Upper Mystic had indeed given him a great benefit. The golden elixir was melting wildly, but the condensed vital energy was not much. In the past, he could condense two drops, but now he could only condense one drop. The Upper Mystic had used mysterious means to further refine Yang Yi's vital energy, and its effect was even more powerful than that of the Refining Elixir.

  It can be said that now one drop of his essence blood is enough to burst forth with a power stronger than two or even three drops from others.

  A strong and refined blood means that the meridians are opened up even more quickly, with hundreds or thousands of meridians throughout the body being opened up one after another, like a hot knife through butter.

  Essence and blood once again converged, when the first Golden Elixir had fully dissolved, Yang Yi's essence and blood had increased to thirty drops.