Chapter 347 Fusion with the Dragon Pill.
"Bloodline power?" Wu Xuan asked in surprise.
"That's right! It's bloodline power. It can be said that the birth of every Limit Douluo is accompanied by great fortune. And my opportunity lies in this!" With that, a pure white jade-like bead appeared in Elder Mu's hand.
Wu Xuan inwardly berated himself for two and a half seconds upon seeing this, but outwardly appeared quite surprised. "Teacher, what is this?"
"This is a Dragon Pill. I discovered it by chance in an ancient ruin. If my analysis is correct, the one that perished in that ruin should be a member of the White Dragon clan. This Dragon Pill is the essence of that White Dragon's entire body. I relied on this Dragon Pill to purify my own Light Sacred Dragon bloodline, and finally took the step of becoming a Limit Douluo." Elder Mu looked at the Dragon Pill in his hand, slightly moved.
Wu Xuan remained silent, listening quietly.
Then Elder Mu recounted his story with the Dragon Pill in detail. Recalling the past, Elder Mu sighed deeply:
"My life has been both made and broken by the Dragon Pill. For the last hundred years of my life, I fought against it almost daily. Fortunately, the results were remarkable. After a century of nurturing, the malevolent energy within the Dragon Pill has been completely eradicated, making its power exceptionally pure. It can be absorbed by those with non-dragon-type martial souls. Originally, I planned to pass it on to Bei Bei. With its help, it wouldn't be a problem for Bei Bei to become a Limit Douluo before the age of fifty."
"However, Bei Bei's ambitions lie elsewhere; instead, he's focused entirely on the so-called Tang Sect. This left me, his great-grandfather, unsure how to proceed. But thankfully, I met you, Wu Xuan. Taking you as my disciple was truly the best decision I, as your teacher, ever made."
"Teacher!" Seeing the genuine emotion in Elder Mu's eyes, Wu Xuan was deeply moved.
Elder Mu handed the Dragon Pill to Wu Xuan, smiling slightly, "Originally, to absorb the Dragon Pill, the body must be in a near-exhausted state, because only in this way can the Dragon Pill better integrate into the bloodline. But you are different, little one. The annihilation attribute attached to your Extreme Wind keeps your body in a state of emptiness at all times, so as long as you spend time, fusing the Dragon Pill is just a matter of time."
"Thank you, Teacher!" Wu Xuan bowed deeply to Elder Mu.
"Alright, we don't need to be so formal, master and disciple. You will study government affairs with me for a few days and then go back to seclusion! My requirements for you this time are not only this Dragon Pill, but also the Descent Secret Technique." Elder Mu said with a smile. Completing these two tasks in more than three months was another challenge.
For the next ten days, Wu Xuan followed Elder Mu closely. Although the two did not communicate much, it was during these ten days that Wu Xuan gained a deeper understanding of the Sea God Pavilion and the entire Shrek Academy.
The elders naturally witnessed this scene, which added a touch of sorrow to the entire Sea God Pavilion. They all understood that Elder Mu might truly not have much time left.
After the final day of study, Wu Xuan entered the cultivation room in the Sea God Pavilion's underground world that very night.
Gentle fluctuations of soul power flowed in the air, and the atmosphere in the entire laboratory became calmer due to the appearance of the Dragon Pill.
As the Dragon Pill slowly entered his body through his chest, Wu Xuan's body suddenly trembled. Then, streams of energy containing surging bloodline power began to flow from Wu Xuan's chest throughout his body. In just a few breaths, the meridians in Wu Xuan's body had completely turned golden, even his blood and internal organs.
At this moment, Wu Xuan was as still as an old monk in meditation, letting the golden threads flow through his body.
One day, two days, three days... nine days passed quietly!
Suddenly, Wu Xuan's chest lit up. Immediately afterwards, a layer of golden light surged out from his chest and quickly spread throughout Wu Xuan's entire body.
From the outside, Wu Xuan appeared solemn and dignified, his entire body radiating golden light. Moreover, a layer of fine, pure white-gold scales began to appear on his body. These scales gradually enlarged, covering his entire body. Only his face retained its human form.
Several more days passed, and as Wu Xuan slowly opened his eyes, the white-gold scales on his body instantly vanished, as if they had never existed.
"As expected of the Dragon Pill, such a significant improvement after refining only one-tenth of it is truly formidable." Wu Xuan couldn't help but clench his wrist. At this moment, the power contained within his body was such that even Wang Qiu'er, with her Martial Soul, might not be his match. He could take his time refining the Dragon Pill later; as long as he could finish it before breaking through to level ninety, everything would be fine.
Sitting cross-legged, Wu Xuan focused all his mind. As his soul power circulated throughout his body, a loud eagle's cry echoed in the cultivation room, followed by a small griffin gracefully appearing and circling around him.
This small griffin, condensed from soul power, was a perfect demonstration of the first level of Wu Xuan's Descent Technique.
As Wu Xuan slowly closed his eyes, carefully considering the various aspects of the second level of the Descent Technique, a gust of wind suddenly swept through the windless underground cultivation room.
Before Wu Xuan could even react, he felt a surge of energy, his spiritual power leaving his body once again, most of his mind directly detaching from his physical form.
"??? What the hell? Again?"
Wu Xuan was all too familiar with this scene; the God of Destruction had lured him away in the same way back then.
"Is it still the God of Destruction? But didn't he say that the only time they could meet again was on the day he inherited his divine position?" Thinking this, Wu Xuan, filled with doubt, followed the pull of his spiritual energy and soared into the sky.
"Is he here? Are you even capable?" Wu Xuan vaguely saw a figure pacing back and forth, urging the person beside him incessantly.
"If I'm not capable, are you? If you dare to question me again, we're done!" The black-robed figure sneered rudely.
"Sigh! You bastard..."
"Shut up, he's here, he's here!" The black-robed figure clapped his hands in surprise, his face beaming with joy.
Instantly, the two changed their appearance, heads held high, chests out, hands behind their backs, dressed like reclusive masters.
This scene made Wu Xuan, who had just landed smoothly, twitch at the corners of his mouth, unsure whether he should step forward.
"Young man, I am the Wind God, and this is the God of Space. We summoned you here because of an immense opportunity!" The Wind God stepped forward slowly, feigning profundity.
"Seniors, a deity in this divine realm has already summoned me, and I have agreed to participate in that senior's inheritance assessment," Wu Xuan bowed slightly, his words devoid of any apparent excitement.
Read 70+ Advanced Chapters At Pat Reon
[email protected]/FicToric
(End of Chapter)