Chapter Nineteenth: Soaring Upward

  As he emerged from the Dragon's Tomb, Mu Yuan turned back to look, but saw that the entrance, which was originally a yard in diameter, had gradually closed. A burst of air shot out from the narrow hole, and it seemed as if the resentment, unwillingness, hatred, and melancholy that had been accumulating for thousands of years were all vented out in this one burst, before disappearing without a trace.

  Mu Yuan obtained the Dragon Soul Sword, and was initially somewhat pleased with himself. However, he now felt a sense of resentment and injustice in the surging dragon energy, which made his mood suddenly heavy. The old dragon soul that had been outlined in his mind seemed to be just an elderly man with unfulfilled ambitions, while he himself seemed to be a frivolous young man who had cheated him out of the treasure he had spent his whole life pursuing.

  It seems that the Dragon Soul Sword, which had been dormant in his dantian, sensed Mu Yuan's emotional ups and downs and let out a low, long hum. The clear sound echoed through Mu Yuan's sea of consciousness, with a desolate, ancient tone, yet also carrying a sense of stirring clarity!

  "Longhun senior, rest assured that if one day I can really reach the height you said, I will definitely fight for justice for all of you!" Mu Yuan sincerely bowed down to the dragon's tomb beneath his feet!

  "Who is Shuimotou Dao you greeting?" A clear and crisp voice, warm and gentle, came over, making people feel warm all over when they heard it, and comfortable to the extreme. Mu Yuan raised his head to look, but it was that Ling Qiao'er.

  "It was Ling, after all. I just felt a little regretful about sinking the Dragon's Tomb, but since we got the dragon tribe's remains, of course, we have to pay our respects and show our intentions!" Mu Yuan said with a smile, instantly covering up the gloominess in his heart and reverting back to his usual carefree expression, saying so in a playful tone.

  Ling Qiao'er praised, "Shui Yuandao friend is indeed a devout gentleman, I admire him. However, it's better for the Daoist friend to leave quickly now. The Daoist friend has obtained the dragon bone, and may be coveted by others. Although the orthodox disciples cannot afford to lose face, those evil demonic sects will not care about these things!"

  Mu Yuan listened and looked around, and indeed found that many cultivators were secretly surrounding him, while those who had benefited from the Dragon's Tomb were also being watched by others, with a circle of people eyeing them, and several had already quickly walked away, not staying for long.

  "Hmph, just a dragon vertebra and they're already drooling. If they knew I had the Dragon Soul Sword, they'd probably come at me with swords drawn! Oh well, I'll first comprehend the sword's mysteries, then lure in a few ignorant fools who think they can rob me. People like that, killing them with one slash is not excessive!"

  Muyuan snorted coldly in his heart, not paying much attention, and whistled lightly. The Fengling that had been left outside suddenly flew over from the nearby mountain ridge, flapping its wings. Muyuan gave Lingqiao a fist bump, pulled Chu Yunfei and Mo Xue along, and jumped onto the back of the Fengling. He let out a loud whistle at those evil cultivators who were eyeing him covetously, then turned and flew away!

  The monks under the ground stomped their feet one after another, unexpectedly Mu Yuan had such a move, greatly regretting not taking action immediately earlier.

  Mu Yuan, however, was not in the least concerned. When Feng Luan flew to the forest where Long Xi and Xiong Pi were, he immediately descended. Chu Yunfei and Mu Yuan also changed back to their original forms. Mu Yuan smiled as he fiddled with the dragon spine bone in his hand, wondering what was on his mind.

  Chu Yunfei felt somewhat depressed, fiddling with the bear's fur, and said sorrowfully, "Alas, I've made a futile trip, got nothing, how depressing!"

  Mu Yuan handed the dragon vertebra to Mo Xue, "Sister Mo, this dragon vertebra is yours now. I don't have any use for it anyway. I still need to think of a way to teach those thieving bastards who want to take advantage of me a lesson!"

  Mo Xue exclaimed, "This dragon spine is excellent material for refining a sword. Even if you can't use it yourself, taking it back to the sect will allow your seniors to refine it for you. How can you give it away so easily?"

  Mu Yuan smiled and said, "No need, no need. My master is very lazy and will probably use some excuse like 'cultivation should focus on oneself' to brush me off. It's useless to keep it, you might as well take it. Refining equipment is the same." As for getting the Dragon Soul Sword, Mu Yuan naturally wouldn't mention it. This matter involved too many people, the fewer who knew, the better.

  Mo Xue's eyes sparkled with joy, but her expression was somewhat complex. After weighing her options, she smiled and said, "In that case, I'll just have to decline politely."

  Muyuan smiled and stopped talking, at this time the sky was getting late, and the three of them stayed in Linhai, lit a bonfire, Muyuan ran to one side, sat down by himself, his mind had already entered the Dragon King's movement in the sea of consciousness.

  The Dragon Clan, born with unparalleled strength, controls the clouds and rain, manipulates thunder and lightning, overturns oceans and seas. Since ancient times, they have been the masters of the four seas and the gods of the five lakes. With extremely long lifespan, they are favored by heaven, and can transform at will. They can soar in the nine heavens or hide in a mustard seed, and are the kings among all scaled creatures!

  The Dragon King's movement was created by the first ancestor of the dragon clan, with unparalleled magical powers. Its wonder lies in manipulating thunder and lightning, controlling wind and rain, and driving the most domineering forces between heaven and earth. Coincidentally, Mu Yuan's two great skills, Wood and Water, are perfectly compatible with the Dragon King's movement. With the tide of life giving birth to wind and rain, and the secret of longevity transforming into thunder and lightning, they complement each other!

  He delved deep into the research, and couldn't help but admire his own good fortune, which was truly extraordinary. He also understood why Longhun would choose him - it turned out that he was indeed extremely suitable for cultivating this Dragon King's movement technique!

  Apart from not being a dragon itself, all other conditions are as good as they can be.

  He roughly flipped through the Dragon King's dynamic script, fortunately he had also studied the Great Seal Script in the Longevity Palace, so he could understand the heart method chapter left by the dragon soul, and with his good innate talent, after two hours of work, he already had a glimpse of its profundity.

  The true energy in the body transformed, evolving from the Longevity True Energy into the Dragon King's momentum. The entire person was instantly enveloped in a layer of flashing electric light, with sparks flying about and crackling sounds filling the air. In his hand, he grasped a rolling ball of thunder, its light flickering and dazzling to behold.

  A slight movement, and Mu Yuan immediately knew that the Dragon King's vigorous movement was still emphasizing the great divine power of water quality. After all, the dragon is the darling of the water, stirring up wind and rain, and making clouds and mist are still the strong points of the dragon clan, but after all, it is a rare divine skill of the dragon clan that almost covers the five elements.

  Water is naturally so, the gold is swift as lightning, the earth is majestic and vast, endless and boundless, the fire is fierce and destructive, the wood is growing and increasing, encountering strength and becoming stronger, converging to one place, transforming into water, like the great sea waves, covering the sky and the earth, layer upon layer, forever without end!

  Mokuren himself only cultivated the Water and Wood paths, seeing subtlety within them. The other three paths were also inferred from the dynamic movement of the Dragon King, but they couldn't compare to these two attributes.

  In an instant, Mu Yuan tried to communicate with the Dragon Soul Sword using the Dragon King's momentum. The Dragon Soul Sword was forged from the divine dragon's essence and bones, so it naturally had the powerful nature of the dragon clan itself. Whether it was the Longevity Art or the Tidal Flow, neither could compare to controlling it with the Dragon King's momentum, which was as easy as waving one's arm.

  Mu Yuan didn't dare to release the divine sword outward, but instead simulated it in the sea of consciousness. The Dragon Soul Sword was urged on, transforming into a flash of lightning that came and went in an instant, changing unpredictably. Its speed alone surpassed any flying escape technique!

  "Alright, this Dragon Soul Sword is at least a magical artifact level, it's just that it hasn't awakened its spiritual awareness yet, but that's not much of a difference. If it's nurtured for a long time, it won't be difficult either. However, awakening its spiritual awareness has both advantages and disadvantages, so whether to do it or not still needs careful consideration!"

  It was already late at night, Mu Yuan had just finished comprehending the new acquired technique and treasure, feeling extremely satisfied. He transformed the Dragon Soul Sword into a brilliant ray of light, suddenly releasing it, like a long rainbow pouring down, surrounding himself, and slowly rising up without any wind.

  Originally, a cultivator of Qi would only be able to soar through the sky on their own power after reaching the stage of Dan Cheng. Without relying on external objects, someone like Mu Yuan, who is at this level, can already control the wind and move with it, which is his limit. But with the Longhun Sword, a top-grade artifact, he can instantly ascend as if he had reached the stage of Dan Cheng!

  The dragon soul sword transformed into a string of colorful light, surrounding his entire body, with lightning flashing in and out, shining brightly. Mu Yuan suddenly rose to the sky, shouting loudly, and in an instant, he rushed out dozens of miles, and in that moment, his speed was not inferior to that of the phoenix!

  Mo Xue and Chu Yunfei stared at each other in shock, unsure of what had just happened, as Mu Yuan disappeared into the night sky, leaving them bewildered and wondering how he could have escaped so quickly.

  Mu Yuan, on the other hand, was exhilarated, with a cool night breeze that hit him like water, his whole body glowing with electricity, and misty clouds swirling above the endless forest, feeling an indescribable sense of joy and freedom. The surrounding cloud energy rolled up, all blown open by his own true energy, rolling like water, dividing into two sides, as if in a painting.

  He traveled several hundred miles, and his enthusiasm gradually decreased, slowing down his speed as well. He floated aimlessly in the sky, thinking that he should head back to avoid worrying Mo Xue. As he turned around, a flash of lightning caught his eye, and he discovered several rays of light flickering below him, accompanied by intense thunderclaps. His curiosity piqued, he halted his movement, wrapped himself with the Dragon Soul Sword, and quietly approached the scene.

  When Mu Yuan was still a few miles away from the place where the aurora was surging, he finally saw clearly the situation in the field. Two men in gray clothes were surrounding a young woman in yellow shirt, and the two men in gray clothes were wielding a set of curved hooks. The eerie cold light flowed into a crescent-shaped halo that slashed towards the center, layered like waves, continuous and unending. The woman in yellow shirt held a three-foot green sword in her hand, constantly chopping and slashing, with sword lights flashing by, accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder. Every time she collided with the curved moonlight ring, countless sparks burst out, and the surrounding area was scattered with broken wood and fallen leaves, uneven and obviously had been fighting for a while!

  After a moment, Muyuan suddenly felt that the two men in gray were somewhat familiar. He thought for a moment and finally remembered that these two people seemed to be among those who had been envious of him at the Dragon's Graveyard. At this point, he had a few ideas about testing them out.

  "These two don't seem like good stuff either. The Dragon Soul Sword shouldn't be revealed, but the Dragon King's momentum can be taken out to practice and test its power!"

  Look at the girl in yellow shirt, left and right parrying, not falling behind at all. Her sword moves like the wind, dense as a net. Her swordsmanship is surprisingly high and exquisite, compared to Qingmu's calm and serene, Canglang's varied and clever water sword, it has another subtle charm. In my heart, I couldn't help but praise her. However, under the joint efforts of these two gray-clothed men, their momentum was like a rainbow, their true energy flowing through as one. It wasn't easy for the girl in yellow shirt to break out of the enemy's encirclement!