Chapter 31 - Long Qing

When the Pentagram Array appeared, Leng Yan immediately cast the water repelling technique on himself to avoid being teleported away and crushed by the water pressure.

As the pulling force occurred, Leng Yan found himself on the edge of the trench.

After observing his surroundings and seeing no immediate danger, he noted that the fish and shrimp were once again nowhere to be seen. It seemed that Yuan Shao indeed thought Leng Yan was certainly dead.

Moreover, it had been almost two months since the incident, and they might have already forgotten about it.

Since this forbidden realm of the sea tribe was feared and avoided, he thought he might as well cultivate here for a while. He planned to refine a portion of the Dragon Emperor’s essence blood to enhance his strength, ensuring his safety should he encounter Yuan Shao again.

Yet, despite the safety of this place, simply sitting there to cultivate didn’t feel right. Perhaps if he could carve out a cave within the reef rock, he could hide better.

Holding the Azure Sky Sword, Leng Yan approached a distant pile of reef rocks and used his sword to carve out a space large enough for one person.

After finishing, Leng Yan set up an illusory realm seal with mental power around the rock pile, and then he entered the stone cave he had dug.

Sitting cross-legged with his mind retracted, he used inner vision to see the purple essence blood slowly rotating in his sea of consciousness. As his mind gradually approached, his magical power was guided by his mental strength, washing over the purple blood like flowing water. A thread of purple blood merged into the magical power and circulated throughout his body.

As this thread of purple blood integrated into his entire body, Leng Yan felt his meridians expanding and becoming increasingly resilient.

The most significant change occurred in Leng Yan’s physical body. His muscles were continually impacted, torn, and reorganized by the purple light. The intense pain brought beads of sweat to his face, but this level of pain was not much to someone like Leng Yan.

Moreover, when Leng Yan saw the reorganized muscles-so durable and brimming with explosive power-any pain became insignificant.

His skin, originally moist and smooth, was now enveloped in purple light and appeared cracked as if drought-stricken earth, extending all over Leng Yan’s body. He looked like a fragmented porcelain figure.

“As long as I can gain powerful strength! All this pain is worth it! Break to rebuild! Good! Hurt even more!”

Leng Yan clenched his teeth, viewing the pain as a source of strength, turning that strength into the power to persevere, even as his skin cracked and fell to the ground like clods of earth.

“Let it all shatter! I believe that if I can endure this, I will become stronger! I believe!” Leng Yan clenched his fists, his nails digging into his flesh. The movement of his muscles caused his skin to slough off in sheets, revealing the light purple flesh beneath. Anyone seeing Leng Yan would think they were looking at a ferocious monster, with even the skin on his face having fallen off, his eyes uncovered by eyelids, looking utterly terrifying!

Leng Yan was fully aware of all this; the pain had surpassed his threshold of endurance, his mouth emitting painful moans. But he did not give up! This moment was crucial. If he gave up now, all the suffering would be for naught, enduring so much pain to no purpose.

After all the skin on Leng Yan’s body had fallen off, the light purple flesh began to move, the purple glow intensifying, gradually enveloping his entire body. At this point, Leng Yan looked like a person encased in a purple giant cocoon, waiting to break free and be reborn!

Inside the purple “cocoon,” Leng Yan truly experienced extreme agony, not just pain! There was also the sensation of flesh regenerating and skin reforming, accompanied by an unbearable itching.

The intense itchiness from the skin regrowing, coupled with the bone-deep pain from the muscles, tendons, and meridians beneath the skin, was both painful and itchy-a truly unbearable sensation!

“Ah!”

Leng Yan had reached the limits of his endurance and finally let out a pained groan!

This was merely the power of a trace of blood, yet it was so intense! His muscles continued to reorganize, and Leng Yan could feel his strength rapidly increasing. When he first entered the magical power realm, Leng Yan had the strength of an ordinary person, equivalent to lifting a single cauldron. But now! Leng Yan felt his strength had surpassed that of twenty bronze cauldrons.

Even a peak cultivator in the true essence realm would have just about this much power!

And inside his body, the changes in his meridians were immense. Originally like threads, the meridians could only hold a trace of magical power.

But now! The meridians had expanded and were incredibly resilient, with magical power flowing through them like a swift stream, unceasing and rapid!

Leng Yan believed that if he were to cast the water dragon technique now, he could form twenty dragons without exhausting his magical power!

In other words, Leng Yan’s current strength allowed him to battle against true essence realm cultivators with his bare hands. With such abundant magical power at his disposal, even though he remained at the magical power realm, he was now capable of sword flight.

The energy contained in just a single thread of essence blood had been fully absorbed by Leng Yan. His body ceased its destructive transformation and began comprehensive repairs.

His meridians, muscles, skin, and internal organs were all enhanced.

After refining a thread of the essence blood, there appeared to be no reduction in its volume. Clearly, if he absorbed it all at once, not even his body would remain.

Leng Yan had spent seven days in the purple “cocoon,” and all his internal meridians had been repaired, leaving only the skin and eyelids to recover.

Purple light swirled above his eyes, slowly regenerating his eyelids.

Six hours later, Leng Yan let out a loud shout and stood up abruptly. A cracking sound echoed from his body, produced by the grinding of his bones.

As he stood, the purple light converged in his eyes and receded within. Upon close examination, one could see faint purple hues in Leng Yan’s pupils.

“Boom!”

Leng Yan threw a punch. Without using his full strength or any magical technique, the punch caused a reef rock in front of him to explode. This demonstrated the sheer power of Leng Yan’s physical body.

“Such a powerful feeling! Yuan Shao, you’ll be the one I test my skills on! But, where are you?” Leng Yan’s body emanated a strong battle intent, with an aura of authority subtly flowing from him.

Suddenly, Leng Yan heard a lecherous voice, “Long Qing, you’re so beautiful it makes our hearts itch! What do you say we should do about it?”

In his mind, he saw three men surrounding a beautiful woman.

The young woman was incredibly cute, with a baby face that made her appear very innocent.

“Senior Brother Qin Shou, what are you doing? Didn’t you say you were going to help me kill demonic beasts?” Long Qing asked timidly, taking a step back.

Qin Shou’s smile widened as he closed in on Long Qing. “That’s right! We agreed to help you kill demonic beasts, but you need to give us something in return, right? We brothers are quite fond of beautiful women, and you’re just so cute and pretty, we can’t help but like you! Why don’t you join us? We’ll help you kill demonic beasts and maybe even have a child! Haha!”

Hearing Qin Shou’s words, the other two men burst into laughter.

“Exactly! Our skills are quite impressive! Being intimate with us will surely boost your cultivation level!”

“And not only that, it’ll feel great too, hehe!”

Leng Yan, observing from the side, couldn’t bear to listen any longer. These men were worse than beasts, speaking such shameless words to an innocent girl.

A glance at their clothing revealed they were disciples of the Jin Sect, while Long Qing, like Leng Yan, was a disciple of the Water Sect.

Injustice demands action, and with his senior sister being bullied, Leng Yan could not ignore it!

While anger boiled within Leng Yan, Long Qing became even more incensed. She brandished her supreme-grade spiritual weapon, forcing the three men back, and shouted, “You bastards, shameless and despicable!”

“Shameless and despicable! Haha! Soon, you’ll realize just how pleasurable we shameless scoundrels can make you feel! Brothers, get her!” Qin Shou, being a true essence realm cultivator at the initial stage, found it all too easy to subdue Long Qing, who was still at the magical power realm. With a wave of his hand, a golden rope flew toward Long Qing.

Despite her innocence, Long Qing possessed significant battle experience. She quickly retreated and pointed forward, shouting, “Water Dragon Technique!”

A light blue water dragon, tens of feet long, surged forward, charging at the three men.

The two men beside Qin Shou, who were both at the peak of the magical power realm, were slightly startled by the water dragon and combined their efforts to dispel it. However, the force of the water dragon pushed them back a considerable distance.

Having cast the spell, Long Qing exhausted her spiritual power, as Leng Yan noticed that she was also practicing the Blackwater Emperor Technique. The difference was that her essence was the ordinary water essence, unlike Leng Yan’s primordial essence.

“Quite impressive for a little girl. Now, I want not only your body but also your cultivation technique,” Qin Shou said with a greedy grin.

The low-grade spiritual weapon, the demon binding rope, flew towards Long Qing as Qin Shou charged forward.