Chapter 42: The Initial Formation of the Human Elixir (Part 1)

  The previous chapter was wrong, it was actually uploaded, just the chapter name was incorrect. I'll re-upload another chapter now.

  Zhao Ji was already in tears, and excitedly said: "Master, your kindness to the Zhao Song country cannot be repaid with just a word of gratitude. This one kneel from me is representing the thanks from the millions of citizens of the Zhao Song country! If it wasn't for your timely help, how could we have dealt with that ferocious monster just now? You gave us the opportunity to revive our country. If Master agrees, I am willing to acknowledge you as my master and no matter what requirements you have, our Zhao Song country will do its best to satisfy them."

  The dragon rubbed his head and thought to himself, "Am I really that great? It's all about power! With power, you can get so much more. From now on, no matter what, I'm going to become the strongest." He smiled calmly and put on a dignified air, saying, "Your Majesty doesn't have to be so polite, it was just a small effort. In our cultivation world, there are too many powerful people, my skills are nothing special. Moreover, our Orthodox Seven Sects have strict rules, disciples are not allowed to get involved in the mundane affairs of the Divine State. I don't want anything, and you don't need to worship me as your master either. How about this, you just invite me to dinner? Also, order everyone not to reveal my appearance, so as not to cause trouble. Oh, right, take this demon's corpse back with you, don't destroy it. I'll handle it."

  Zhao Ji wiped away the tears on his face and respectfully said, "Everything depends on Master, please enter the city." At this time, the Imperial Forest Army had already brought over Zhao Ji's dragon carriage. Zhao Ji led Hai Long to the front of the dragon carriage and said, "Master, please get on." Hai Long slightly hesitated and said, "If I ride your dragon carriage, what will you ride?"

  Zhao Ji said reverently: "In the presence of Master, how can Zhao Ji sit on the dragon chair? Master is our great benefactor in the Zhao Song State, you should be the one sitting on this dragon chair."

  Hai Long didn't stand on ceremony either, floating up and sitting down right in the middle of the dragon sedan chair. The dragon chair was soft and full of elasticity, making it extremely comfortable to sit on. Thirty-two people slowly lifted the dragon sedan chair, ready to head into the city, but were stopped by Zhao Ji, who waved one person away and personally lifted the wooden pole, becoming Hai Long's sedan bearer. For a moment, Hai Long felt as if he was floating on air, as if he had already become an emperor.

  The guards of the Imperial Forest Army and the priests of the Temple of Offerings looked at Zhao Ji personally lifting the dragon sedan chair, not only without a hint of disdain, but instead showing respectful expressions. Being able to treat others with such respect, Zhao Ji can already be called a wise ruler. The city gates were wide open, and the curtains of the sedan chair were lowered, making it impossible for outsiders to see what was happening inside. Under Zhao Ji's orders, the Imperial Forest Army immediately spread the news that they had successfully repelled the invasion of the Temple of Offerings by the Mongols. The people of Bianjing City looked at the emperor acting as a porter and couldn't help but secretly admire him. In an instant, the crowd gathered to watch grew larger, even filling the rooftops with onlookers. It was unclear who shouted "Long live Your Majesty" first, but in an instant, the sound of "Long live Your Majesty" spread throughout Bianjing City.

  Zhao Ji wiped the sweat from his forehead, grasping the shoulder pole of the sedan chair, and walked forward while loudly declaring: "People of Zhao Song State, today we have encountered a noble person who has assisted us, successfully repelling the Yuan Mongol State's Temple of Offerings. This noble person is a great hero of our Zhao Song State. I hereby declare that from this day on, he will become one of our state's shoulder-to-shoulder kings, equal to me in all respects, and at any time, he will be the greatest hero of my Zhao Song State."

  The dragon drove in the sea dragon was startled, seeing things getting bigger and bigger, he also couldn't help but feel a little guilty. At this time, he had not yet reached the state of not falling, once his whereabouts were exposed, it's likely that not only would Tianliu and Yuanyue come looking for trouble, even if Yunzong knew he was interfering in the affairs of the divine state, it's unlikely that Tiandao Zun would let him off lightly. He hastily activated the law seal, and the power of the gods suddenly surged forth, including Zhao Ji and the thirty-two sedan chair bearers, as well as Long Quan, all disappeared into the streets of Bianliang City, which had become impassable due to flooding. The next moment, Long Quan appeared in the imperial palace.

  The dragon floated down and came to Zhao Ji's side, saying: "I don't want to make things big, from now on, you must not mention the matter of 'one word shoulder-to-shoulder king' again."

  Zhao's face lit up, and he said: "Master, this is the honor you should receive! Come, pass on my order, grant a three-day amnesty in Bianliang City, and declare today as the National Day of Zhao Song. Assemble the elite troops at the border, ready to receive the returned land from Yuan Mongolia at any time. Master, please come inside, we'll discuss further."

  Hai Long looked at the handsome emperor beside him, and a hint of love rose in his heart. With a few similarities between Zhao Ji and Zhang Huang on their brows, he smiled and said: "Alright then, let's go inside and talk."

  The city of Bianliang was in an uproar, and the story of Hailong single-handedly repelling the Mongolians from the Temple of Offerings was spreading like wildfire through every street and alley. Hailong had become a legendary figure, and for a time, the city of Bianliang had turned into a joyful ocean.

  In the imperial palace, Zhao Ji hosted a banquet in honor of Hailong, with all the delicacies from the Temple of Offerings served as accompaniments. The massive dragon-shaped table was filled with all sorts of exotic dishes that Hailong had never tasted before. Hailong didn't hold back, and ate with reckless abandon, as if no one was watching.

  Zhao Ji personally poured wine and served dishes for him, and the lunch banquet lasted an astonishing three hours.

  After having drunk three rounds of wine and tasted five flavors of dishes, the Sea Dragon Emperor was satisfied and said: "Your Majesty, the food in Zhao Song's country is really good. It seems that being an emperor like you is also very happy! Every day, you can eat so many delicious foods."

  Yunyuezi said: "Senior, you don't know that the emperor has always been frugal. He usually only eats two ordinary dishes when dining. For the sake of Zhao Song country, the emperor can be said to have worked hard and tirelessly. It is precisely because of this that I am willing to make an effort for Zhao Song country. Senior, I think you should stay in our temple, you are the most suitable master of the temple."

  Hai Long glanced at Zhao Ji and shook his head, saying: "I've said it before, I'll only be the master of this temple for ten days. Today, I helped you drive away the Mongol Empire's tribute, and you treated me to a big meal. We're even now, no one owes anyone anything. The Emperor is indeed a good emperor, and Zhao Song will surely flourish under your rule. Without the support of those tributes, the Mongol Empire won't be able to withstand the efforts of Yun Yuezi and others, and you'll be able to take back your former cities. That's enough, there's no need to say more. From now on, if I have any needs, I'll come find you, and I accept the title of 'One-Word Parallel King'. If Zhao Song faces great difficulties, I will naturally appear. Now that the gods and demons are rampant in the divine state, and the evil path is growing stronger, our days as orthodox cultivators aren't easy either!"

  Zhao Ji's eyes gleamed with delight, and he said: "Thank you, Master." He reached into his bosom and pulled out a jade tablet, saying: "Master, this is the Long Xiang Yu, the national treasure of Zhao Song that has been passed down through generations. Wearing it on your person can ward off cold and heat. I will give it to you; from now on, this jade will be the symbol of your identity. Whenever you have need, showing this jade within the borders of Zhao Song is like my personal presence."

  As he gazed at the Longxiang Jade, Hailong's heart stirred violently. He clearly felt that this jade stone contained an unimaginable amount of energy, but it seemed to be restrained by something and couldn't be released. Subconsciously, he took the Longxiang Jade over and examined it carefully. It was a six-sided jade stone, about the size of a palm, with a milky white body that shone with a soft glow. Inside, there seemed to be clouds and mist swirling around, and a silver dragon appeared to be swimming in and out of sight, occasionally revealing its true form. When he held it in his hand, a warm flow of energy entered his body, and Hailong felt invigorated, as if the golden elixir in his spiritual realm had trembled slightly.

  Facing such a treasure, how could Hailong let it go? He smiled and said: "Alright, I'll take this jade stone. But I won't take it for free. Your Majesty, you are wise and seem to have learned some basic Taoist techniques from Yunyuezi. You should be at the initial stage of your cultivation now. Here's what I'll do - I'll give you a magical artifact, not that it's anything great, but it should be suitable for self-defense." As he spoke, Hailong stood up and walked to a white wall in the palace. He stretched out his right hand, and a golden light shot out, causing his wrist to tremble. On the wall, he drew a human figure, and gradually, lines of energy appeared on it. Hailong indicated the path of the energy flow with an arrowhead, and after a moment's work, a vivid cultivation diagram appeared.

  The light faded, and the dragon stood with his hands behind his back, looking at his achievement with satisfaction. "Your Majesty, from now on, you and the various enshrined ones in the Supply Temple can abandon your original path of running the law and cultivate according to this map, which will be beneficial to you."

  Yunyuezong had been staring at the painting since it was drawn by Hailong, and now his eyes shone brightly. With his cultivation in the peak state, under the guidance of this magical diagram, he suddenly understood many things. His body trembled slightly as he said, "Senior, thank you, thank you. With this diagram, my future cultivation will definitely make a breakthrough. I..."

  Hailongdao: "Alright, no need for thanks. From now on, you're all on your own with your cultivation. Emperor, stretch out your hand."

  Zhao Ji was now filled with respect for Hailong, and upon hearing his words, he hastily stretched out his right hand. Hailong floated in front of him, snapped his fingers, and a bloody mouth suddenly appeared on Zhao Ji's palm. A red light flashed, and the Blood Eight Trigrams infused into his palm under the injection of fresh blood. Zhao Ji only felt a warm current spreading throughout his body, as if he had gained something. Hailong said: "In the future, when you encounter danger, just inject your magic power into your palm, this Blood Eight Trigrams can emit a blood-red light column to defeat the enemy, as long as it's not too different, it should be able to cope."

  Zhao was overjoyed and hastily expressed his gratitude. Hailong smiled secretly in his heart, thinking that this Blood Eight Trigrams was just an ordinary magical artifact, and compared to the Dragon Soaring Jade he had given him, it was truly insignificant. Ignoring Zhao's joyful face, he turned to Yunyuezi and asked, "Have you ever heard of the name 'Laojun Record'?" This trip out of the mountain, Laojun Record had become his goal for traveling. Since even a master like Jinyi attached such importance to Laojun Record, Hailong could naturally sense its profundity. Laojun Record, that must be a treasure representing the creation of heaven and earth, and if he could obtain it, perhaps becoming the sole immortal would no longer be just a dream.

  Yunyuezong's eyes widened, and he said: "Laojunluo? It seems to ring a bell, as if I've heard someone mention it before, but it's very vague. Senior, what kind of treasure is that?"

  Hailong gave him a displeased glance, thinking to himself that it was as if he hadn't said anything. He shook his head and said, "Never mind if you don't know, I'll just have to look for it myself. Huang Ou, come here."

  Huang Ou sat at the next table, she had hardly eaten anything, her mind was all on Hailong. When she heard Hailong call her, she hurriedly stood up and walked respectfully to Hailong's side, bowing her head and calling out "Master".

  He glanced at her and said, "What I hate the most is being misunderstood by others. I hope that's the first and last time it happens. You're still my nominal disciple, so when you practice the mental method I taught you, you can pass on the method of running the power of the law to them, and the two will complement each other better." He said, handing the crystal-like dragon to Huang Yu's hand. After glancing at everyone, he said, "When fate is exhausted, go then. You all take care of yourselves." A flash of golden light, and he suddenly disappeared on the spot.

  "Huang Hui called out in a trembling voice: 'Master.' But, Hai Long had already left. Tears streamed down her face as she felt the warmth emanating from the dragon's dispersal. At this moment, Huang Hui was filled with regret. She knew that if she hadn't hurt Hai Long's heart, he would have been even kinder to her, and such an opportunity would not have slipped away so easily. How could she not feel regret?"

  Zhao let out a soft sigh and said, "The Master is truly a divine being, indeed not someone we ordinary people can keep. He has already bestowed upon us far too much, the Zhao Song State will forever remember him."

  The dragon was eager to leave, not for anything else, but mainly because he was full of curiosity about the Longxiang Jade. He first found the body of the python monster under the guidance of his breath, took out the snake's gallbladder and tendons, and then left the palace. The halo flowed and turned, driven by his magical power, the dragon stepped on the golden cloud and flew directly out of Bianliang City. At this time, Bianliang City had become a joyful ocean, with almost crazy crowds everywhere, which was not suitable for staying any longer, so the dragon decided to find a more secluded place to study the Longxiang Jade and the treasures produced by the python monster. Under the effect of the golden cloud, in just a few blinks of an eye, he had already flown out of Bianliang City, roughly identifying the direction, and flew rapidly towards the north. As he flew forward, the dragon couldn't help but satisfy his curiosity, taking out the six-sided Longxiang Jade from his bosom, stroking its smooth surface, the soft glow of the jade made him feel exceptionally comfortable, and with a move in his heart, he pinched his fingers to activate his magic, carefully inputting his divine power into it.