Chapter 116: The Lan Clan's Lan Shang, the Dragon Transformation Pool
You surveyed your surroundings and found that the teleportation location this time was not random. All the cultivators participating in this trial had gathered here.
You noticed that the many cultivators did not immediately venture deeper. Instead, they began to band together for warmth, and basically all of them attached themselves to the strongest few among the various factions.
Here, as you looked around, you did find quite a few familiar faces. Many of them were people you had seen before in the Northern Holy City.
Bai Ruoxi appeared not far from you and glanced your way. You responded with a smile, then quietly left with Xiao Long.
You took Xiao Long and went deep into the Dragon Fall Lands alone. The deeper you went, the stronger the suppression from the dragon’s might became.
This dragon’s might was formless and intangible. It was a pressure that came directly from the bloodline!
Although you had undergone body refinement, and your physical body’s strength was extremely powerful, your bloodline had not undergone a qualitative transformation.
As you went deeper, this dragon’s might affected even you considerably.
“M-Master, you should go on ahead. Don’t worry about me.” Xiao Long, who had a trace of dragon blood within him, felt this dragon’s might even more intensely. Coupled with his low cultivation, being able to walk this long was already his limit.
You looked at the trembling Xiao Long and sighed inwardly.
“There is a Dragon Blood Pool within this Secret Realm. Do you truly want to give up?”
“This may be your only chance to transform into a dragon!”
Xiao Long, who had originally been sprawled on the ground, suddenly seemed to find strength from somewhere, and his entire dragon body perked up at once.
Xiao Long slowly climbed up from the ground, gnashing his teeth. “Master, I’m fine, I can still walk!”
“Mm.” You nodded in satisfaction and continued deeper with Xiao Long. The entire time, you did not lend a hand. Xiao Long, whose cultivation was only at the Nascent Soul stage, could only rely on his own strength to slowly advance.
This time, let it be a trial for you. If you cannot even endure this little hardship, how can you become a dragon? You thought to yourself.
“ROAR!!!” A demonic beast whose cultivation had reached late-stage Spirit Transformation suddenly appeared, blocking your path. Without a word, it attacked you directly.
You quickly stepped forward and engaged the demonic beast in physical combat. After three exchanges, the late-stage Spirit Transformation demonic beast collapsed, having been beaten into serious injury by you.
“Strange, why do the demonic beasts here seem to have no spiritual intelligence at all?” You studied the late-stage Spirit Transformation demonic beast before you. It had the cultivation of the Spirit Transformation stage, yet it was fundamentally unable to display its true strength.
“Master, its spiritual intelligence seems to have been affected by something.” Xiao Long observed the severely wounded demonic beast, somewhat puzzled.
You stared at the late-stage Spirit Transformation demonic beast’s blood-red eyes, and a thread of Primordial Spirit power seeped into them.
“Is this really the Primordial Spirit of a Spirit Transformation demonic beast?” You murmured to yourself, simply because you saw that this demonic beast’s Primordial Spirit had been affected by something, and was covered entirely in baleful aura!
“Living under dragon’s might for so long, it would be strange if its mind weren’t affected!” A voice sounded from behind you, and soon a group of cultivators walked out.
You turned to look, and found that the leader was actually at the Spirit Transformation Great Perfection cultivation, with more than a dozen Spirit Transformation cultivators following behind him.
“This humble one is Lan Shang of the Lan Clan. May I ask Fellow Daoist’s name?”
“Lan Shang of the Lan Clan?” You remembered now. Back when you were in the Holy City, you had seen this person.
A hundred years to go from Nascent Soul Great Perfection to Spirit Transformation Great Perfection. This person’s talent cannot be underestimated! You thought to yourself.
“Shen Qiu, of the Deer-Chasing Academy!”
Lan Shang stepped forward and pointed at the dying demonic beast on the ground. “Fellow Daoist Shen Qiu, may I ask if you killed this demonic beast?”
“Indeed. Does Fellow Daoist have some instruction?”
“I would not dare call it an instruction. I merely saw that Fellow Daoist is alone, and wondered if you would be willing to travel with us? That way we can look out for one another.”
Hearing this, you were just about to refuse when Lan Shang continued, “To be frank with you, Fellow Daoist, I have come this time precisely for the Dragon Transformation Pool.”
“The Dragon Transformation Pool?” You chuckled and then agreed.
The Dragon Fall Lands opened once every fifty years, and each time, only core disciples of the major factions could participate. Therefore, you knew very little about everything concerning the Dragon Fall Lands.
Now, with the Lan Clan, one of the Eight Great Clans, leading the way, it made sense.
“Fellow Daoist, please!”
You joined the Lan Clan’s group and headed together toward the Dragon Fall Lands.
With your battle record of personally slaying a late-stage Spirit Transformation demonic beast, the Spirit Transformation cultivators in the Lan Clan’s group naturally had no objections to you.
In this cultivation world where strength was supreme, whoever was stronger won the respect of others!
You watched as Lan Shang took out an incense stick and lit it directly. Then you felt that suppressive force on your body vanish!
“This kind of incense is specially used to isolate suppression from bloodlines.” Lan Shang seemed to see what you were thinking and spoke up to explain.
“With this incense, we can display our full strength within the Dragon Fall Lands!”
You followed the Lan Clan around the Dragon Fall Lands for a week. When demonic beasts appeared on the road, the Spirit Transformation cultivators in the group took turns dealing with them.
“Do none of you want to kill a few more demonic beasts and win this Grand Tournament?” After a week of observation, you noticed that they did not care in the slightest about slaying demonic beasts and earning points.
“Fellow Daoist Shen Qiu, do you think this Princess Pingyang is so easy to marry?” A late-stage Spirit Transformation cultivator said with a chuckle.
“Marrying the Princess is something only the direct lineage disciples of the major factions have even a sliver of a chance at!”
“As for us collateral lineage disciples, tsk tsk!” There was a hint of self-mockery in the late-stage Spirit Transformation cultivator’s words.
“Alright, the Dragon Transformation Pool is almost here. Everyone get ready. A great battle awaits us!” Lan Shang, the leader, interrupted your idle chatter.
You nodded thoughtfully.
Two days later, you finally walked out of the forest and arrived at an altar.
Around the altar, you discovered quite a few cultivators from other factions. The cultivators of the various major factions had banded together for warmth, and their leaders were all at the Spirit Transformation Great Perfection cultivation.
“Fellow Daoist Lan Shang, long time no see!”
“I never imagined Fellow Daoist Wang Fei would actually arrive one step ahead of us.”
“Just luck.” Wang Fei chuckled, then turned his head to look at you in the group.
“Martial-Nephew? Why are you here?”
You looked at Bai Ruoxi’s Senior Brother Wang Fei and smiled. You had only one impression of him: he was rich!
“Naturally, I came for the Dragon Transformation Pool!”