Chapter 315: Donglong Island, Netherworld Poison Fire, People from Sound Valley
In the endless turbulence of the void, there floats a huge and mysterious circular island. Its existence seems to be a miracle of the universe, a forgotten secret place, quietly suspended in the chaotic void.
The outer periphery of the island is wrapped in a layer of silver light curtain, which is like a barrier from the gods, hanging down from the sky and shrouding the entire island in a mysterious glow.
The light curtain flickered, sometimes as bright as stars, sometimes as soft as moonlight. Its existence made the island look both out of reach and mysterious and dreamy.
The void around was surging turbulently, and from time to time strange lights broke through the darkness, like meteors across the night sky, adding a bit of mystery to this mysterious island.
And the island itself is like an isolated island in the void.
In the center of the island is a huge temple, its architectural style is ancient and mysterious, as if it is a relic of another era. The top of the temple is inlaid with countless gems, which sparkle dazzlingly under the light curtain.
Inside the hall, stone pillars stood in rows, carved with intricate runes, as if telling an ancient story. In the center of the hall, an old man sat quietly on an ancient stone chair, his figure looking particularly lonely in the dim light.
The old man looked very old, his face was full of traces of time, but his eyes were extremely sharp, as if he could see through everything in the world. His aura was powerful and restrained, making people feel awe involuntarily.
Suddenly, the old man seemed to realize something. His eyes, which had been closed, suddenly opened and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.
He slowly stood up and walked to the depths of the hall, muttering to himself, "This breath is the breath of the royal bloodline."
In the center of the hall, a crystal clear glass ball was quietly suspended. Inside the ball, a purple light was looming, rising and falling with the old man's breathing, as if it was talking to him.
This purple light is the unique symbol of the Taixu Ancient Dragon Royal Bloodline. Only that noble bloodline can awaken the dormant energy in the light ball and make it emit such a mysterious and powerful light.
"The bloodline of the Taixu Ancient Dragon Royal Family... has been lost outside. We must bring it back to Ancient Dragon Island..." Upon seeing this scene, the old man's face instantly became excited, and then became extremely serious.
"Ancient Dragon Island has now been divided into four parts. We must not let those guys notice the existence of the royal bloodline. We must act with caution..."
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With a heavy crash, the huge body of the Netherworld Poison Dragon Scorpion fell to the ground with a loud bang, and there was no movement anymore, announcing the end of the battle.
The purple light on Zi Yan's body gradually faded and merged into her body, and the mysterious aura from before also dissipated.
"Are you okay? What happened just now?" Xiao Ling quickly walked to Zi Yan, gently held her hand, and asked with concern.
"Hey, I'm fine. It's just that a little emotion seemed to suddenly burst out in my body just now, but now it's nothing serious." Zi Yan said with a smile. Her eyes have regained their former liveliness and she looks lively and cheerful.
Xiao Ling carefully examined Zi Yan and after confirming that she was really fine, he did not continue to ask questions.
He knew in his heart that for magical beasts with noble blood, it was inevitable to have this kind of instinctive reaction when faced with the provocation of magical beasts with low blood.
"It seems that the power of your bloodline is really not to be underestimated." Xiao Ling teased.
Zi Yan raised her chin proudly and said with a smile: "Of course, I am Zi Yan, the one and only Zi Yan!"
Xiao Ling did not continue the topic. He gently held Zi Yan's hand, and the two of them floated towards the corpse of the Netherworld Poison Dragon Scorpion. Behind them, Skyfire Venerable and Sky Demon Puppet followed silently.
Although this Netherworld Poison Dragon Scorpion has stopped breathing, its corpse still exudes a majestic aura.
As an eighth-rank ferocious beast, even though it has fallen, the aura it exudes is still not to be underestimated.
What's more, it had not been dead for long, and even the blood flowing in its body was dry.
"I never thought that I would actually defeat this rank eight Netherworld Poison Dragon Scorpion this time. Your Fire Lotus Fighting Skill is really powerful. It was still alive and kicking before, but you knocked it down with just one move."
"You have such a method at the Dou Zong realm. I can't even imagine how terrifying that move will be after you break through to the Dou Zun realm." Yao Chen exclaimed in admiration as he floated.
"Haha, Master Yao, you're too kind. I just took advantage of the strange fire. It was just luck." Xiao Ling responded with a chuckle. He didn't care too much. Instead, he looked at the Netherworld Poison Dragon Scorpion in front of him.
Being hit by the destructive fire lotus that was a fusion of five strange fires, its power was naturally not to be underestimated. It caused the Netherworld Poison Dragon Scorpion to suffer severe damage and was almost crippled in one move.
Although its body was covered with scars, it was still generally intact, especially the pair of wings on its back, which were miraculously well preserved.
Xiao Ling carefully examined the pair of wings, with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes: "This pair of wings is in good condition, and it is perfect for refining flying fighting skills. The wings of an eighth-level magical beast are rare treasures." He turned to ask Venerable Tianhuo, "Senior Tianhuo, are you interested in this pair of wings? If I help, I can refine them into a good pair of flying fighting skills."
Skyfire Venerable smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "I don't need that. Now that I have reached the Dou Zun realm, I am more focused on the cultivation and application of spatial power."
Xiao Ling nodded. His previous question was just a casual mention. Whether this pair of wings would be used for trading or other purposes in the future would be something he would plan for later.
Xiao Ling did not hesitate any longer. He waved his hand lightly, and the huge body of the Netherworld Poison Dragon Scorpion was easily collected by him.
Immediately afterwards, his figure flashed, and he took a few people and rushed towards the cave above.
Although the battle just now was extremely fierce, fortunately, the battle site was still a certain distance away from the cave building.
Moreover, most of the shock waves were borne by the Nether Poison Dragon Scorpion. Despite this, the cave still suffered some damage, but overall it was still intact.
As they entered the cave, the light became dim, but for these highly skilled practitioners, this little darkness was nothing more than a piece of cake.
As they went deeper into the cave, the concentration of toxins around them became thicker and the temperature of the air rose quietly.
After walking for a while, a green light appeared in front of their eyes. It was a green flame, floating quietly in the cave, like a bright lamp in the darkness.
At a glance, the green flame caught the eyes of Xiao Ling and the others, and they immediately recognized the identity of this flame. It was the Netherworld Poison Fire, ranked 20th on the Strange Fire List.
In the center of the cave, the green flame seemed to sense Xiao Ling's malicious gazes, and the Netherworld Poison Fire swayed gently, as if expressing its uneasiness. Then, it slowly rose up, trying to escape from this place of trouble.
But just as it was about to move away from where it was just now, a light black barrier suddenly appeared, blocking its way. This was the barrier that the Netherworld Poison Dragon Scorpion used to imprison the Netherworld Poison Fire when it was alive.
However, with the death of the Netherworld Poison Dragon Scorpion, the barrier lost its energy support. The Netherworld Poison Fire only hit it lightly a few times, and the barrier broke.
After the barrier was broken, the Netherworld Poison Fire changed its shape and turned into a small Netherworld Poison Dragon Scorpion about 20 centimeters long. It flapped its wings behind it and flew hurriedly into the depths of the cave.
Seeing that the Netherworld Poison Fire seemed to want to escape, how could Xiao Ling let it go easily?
"Haha, little thing, don't be in a hurry to leave. Follow me. I promise to find a good home for you and make your future life smooth and comfortable."
Before he finished speaking, Xiao Ling exerted the power of space, and with a flash of his body, he stood in front of the Netherworld Poisonous Dragon Scorpion.
Then, the strange fire in Xiao Ling's body erupted, trapping the poisonous dragon scorpion like a big net. Then, Xiao Ling began to control the strange fire, slowly tightening it until it shrank to a diameter of only ten centimeters.
The small Netherworld Poison Dragon Scorpion formed by the Netherworld Poison Fire gradually dissipated under the burning of the strange fire, and finally only the Netherworld Poison Fire remained.
It was tightly wrapped in the strange fire and could only tremble and restrain its own flames, appearing a little scared.
The Five Spirit Sky Flame in Xiao Ling's body is a treasure created by the careful fusion of five kinds of strange fire.
Although the Golden Emperor's Burning Sky Flame only accounts for a small part of the origin, it is enough to make it rank at the top of the strange fire rankings, and the other four strange fires are also complete strange fires.
The quality of the current Five Spirit Sky Flame is almost as good as those top-level exotic fires. The bottom-ranked Netherworld Poison Fire is not even good enough.
Although the strange fires naturally like to devour each other, facing such a huge gap, the Netherworld Poison Fire dare not even think about it.
On the contrary, Xiao Ling's Five Spirit Flame seemed to have a little "appetite" and wanted to swallow the Netherworld Poison Fire. However, Xiao Ling had no such plan.
He already had a plan in mind. If this Netherworld Poison Fire was given to Little Medical Fairy, it would definitely become her right-hand man and a powerful killer move.
Xiao Ling waved his hand gently, and the bound Netherworld Poison Fire floated in front of him obediently. Through the thin flame barrier, the Netherworld Poison Fire could be clearly seen, and it looked a little timid.
"This little guy is quite intelligent." Xiao Ling muttered to himself while observing the Netherworld Poison Fire, "However, the energy in this Netherworld Poison Fire does not seem to be very abundant. It can barely be compared with a Douhuang, and it is not even as good as the Azure Lotus Earth Core Fire."
"Haha, the Netherworld Poison Fire is not a high-ranking strange fire. Its growth potential is limited." Yao Chen interrupted and gave his own opinion. "Moreover, the Netherworld Poison Dragon Scorpion has been absorbing its energy for cultivation for so many years. It is not easy for the Netherworld Poison Fire to improve itself."
"Otherwise, even if the Netherworld Poison Dragon Scorpion has great potential, it won't be that easy for it to break through to the eighth level without the assistance of the Netherworld Poison Fire."
"That's true. Energy is secondary. If Xian'er wants to improve her cultivation, she can just eat a few poisonous herbs. The key lies in the characteristics of the strange fire." Xiao Ling nodded, then waved his hand easily and put the Netherworld Poisonous Fire into the system space.
"Everything here has been settled, so let's not waste time here. Xian'er should have returned with Qinglin, so it's time to go back to Tianbei City." Xiao Ling said as he summoned the Rift Valley and restored it to a size suitable for riding.
Xiao Ling took Zi Yan's little hand and jumped up, and Skyfire Venerable followed closely behind. After everyone was seated firmly, the Sky-Splitting Throne twisted its slender and flexible body and flew quickly towards Tianbei City.
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Deep in the Warcraft Mountains, in a dense forest, there is an inconspicuous cave hidden.
"Hey, are you okay, sister?" Qinglin sat on a smooth stone, her green clothes looking particularly bright in the dim light of the cave. She bent down and looked at the woman in white lying on the blanket with concern.
The woman opened her eyes in confusion. Her vision gradually became clear, and the first thing she saw was a pair of blue eyes, looking at her with worry.
"Where am I? Who are you and what's going on?" The woman's voice was a little weak, but it was enough to make Qinglin relax.
"My name is Qinglin. Sister Xian'er and I found you unconscious in the Monster Mountain Range and brought you to this cave. Don't worry, it's safe here." Qinglin answered softly with a reassuring smile.
After hearing this, the woman in white turned her gaze to the back of Qinglin.
Behind Qing Lin, a woman with her face covered with veil and wearing a purple dress stood there quietly. Her white hair was particularly eye-catching in the dim cave.
Although her temperament was cold, there was a hint of curiosity and concern in her eyes. This must be the sister Xian'er that the Qinglin girl mentioned.
After figuring out the current situation, the woman in white stood up with some effort, saluted to Qing Lin and Little Medical Fairy, and said, "My name is Ning Yuxi, thank you for your help. I will definitely give you a generous gift to thank you for your help."
"No need to thank me. It's just a small favor. It's not much trouble." The Little Medical Fairy waved her hand and said.
Qing Lin also smiled and took over the conversation: "Yes, Sister Ning Yuxi, we just did what we should do. You are still weak, sit down and rest."
Xiao Yixian had previously accompanied Qinglin to the Tianmu Mountains, found the Gold-Eating Rat Clan, and made an exchange with them. In exchange for the detoxification pill, Qinglin was given the opportunity to practice at the bottom of the Tianshan Blood Pool.
Afterwards, Qinglin entered the bottom of the Tianshan Blood Pool to practice for a while. After breaking through to the Dou Zong level, Xiao Yixian planned to take Qinglin back to Tianbei City. However, when they passed a monster mountain range on the way, they happened to find the woman, so they rescued her.
Ning Yuxi nodded slightly, looked at the two of them gratefully, and then slowly sat back on the blanket.
"By the way, Sister Ning Yuxi, how did you get here? And why are you unconscious?" Qinglin asked curiously.
"Well, it's a long story. I'm actually a member of the Sound Valley. I came out this time to complete some tasks assigned by my elders." Ning Yuxi sighed softly, with a hint of helplessness in her tone, but she tried to remain relaxed. "However, when I was traveling through the space wormhole, I happened to encounter a space storm. Although I escaped by chance, I was also injured and exhausted, and finally fainted here. When I woke up, I saw you."
"Yingu? Are you talking about the Yingu, one of the three valleys in Zhongzhou, along with the Glacier Valley and the Burning Flame Valley?" Qinglin couldn't help but ask after hearing this, and the Little Medical Fairy also cast a curious look at him.
They had all heard of Yin Gu. As one of the three valleys in Zhongzhou, Yin Gu was well-known, but it kept a low profile and rarely showed up in public. It was a rather mysterious force in Zhongzhou.
"Yes, it's that Sound Valley." Ning Yuxi nodded. "Although our Sound Valley doesn't often move around in the outside world, it's also well-known in Zhongzhou."
"Space storm, this is the first time I've heard of someone actually encountering one." Little Medical Fairy seemed a little surprised, "I've only heard about it from others before, but I never thought someone would actually encounter one."
"Oh, I'm so unlucky that I encountered such a rare thing." There was a hint of self-mockery in Ning Yuxi's tone.
"I understand. In that case, let's not talk about those unpleasant things." The Little Medical Fairy changed the subject and asked in a relaxed tone, "By the way, do you have any mission this time? If it's convenient, why not tell us, maybe we can help."
Little Medical Fairy said this not on a whim, but she had a plan in mind. She wanted to establish some connection between Ning Yuxi and Yin Gu through her.
Ning Yuxi looked like she was only in her early twenties, but in Little Medical Immortal's perception, her cultivation had already reached the level of a five-star Dou Zong. Such talent was definitely top-notch in Zhongzhou. In the Sound Valley, her status must be high.
Yao Chen had mentioned to her before that there was an ancestor in Yin Gu who was a Dou Zun peak warrior when he was alive. After such a long time, no one knew what his current cultivation level was. But if she could make friends with Yin Gu, maybe he would be useful in the future.
Hearing the question from the Little Medical Fairy, Ning Yuxi did not answer immediately, but pondered for a moment.
But thinking that Xiao Yixiang and Qinglin helped me out of good intentions, it would be okay to talk to them.
But she also felt that even if she told them, Xiao Yixian and the others might not be able to help.
"Actually, the reason I came out this time is to go to Fenyan Valley and ask Valley Master Tang Zhen to help me refine a pill." Looking at Xiao Yixian and Qinglin, Ning Yuxi said.
"What do you mean by that?" Xiao Yixian raised her eyebrows, with a hint of curiosity in her tone.
"I also know some news. It seems that the master of Burning Flame Valley, Tang Zhen, is not a professional alchemist. Instead, he relies on his exquisite control over the Nine Dragon Thunder Fire to refine some elixirs of not-too-high quality? From what you said, could it be that the elixir that your Sound Valley wants to refine is related to the strange fire?"
Speaking of this, Xiao Yixiang suddenly felt something strange in her heart. If her guess was correct, then they might really be able to help with this matter.
(End of this chapter)