Chapter 102: Immortal Lord Qingyang!
“Whoosh!”
Yang Yu, clad in white robes, streaked through the void like a flash of light, hurtling toward a certain direction.
“Master, if I obtain this Secret Treasury, will I have hope of reaching Soul Transformation within a century?”
“Naturally. A mere Soul Transformation is but a snap of the fingers.”
“Haha! Once I break through to Soul Transformation, I’ll return to the Great Zhou to see Senior Brother Lu.”
“After all these years, Senior Brother Lu must have condensed his Golden Core by now.”
Yang Yu laughed heartily, then accelerated once more.
Following the Heaven Sword Venerable’s guidance, in just three days an island shaped like a sea turtle appeared before his eyes…
At the same time, within Vast Sea City, Lu Qingyang had eaten an entire table of top-grade spiritual delicacies plus a pot of seventh-rank spiritual wine.
He had now sat in place for three days without moving.
There was no other reason. He was stuffed.
“Huff… huff…”
At this moment, Lu Qingyang’s eyes were wide open, his mouth slightly agape as he panted.
His body was trembling violently, his face flushed red.
He was clearly struggling to suppress the surging spiritual power within him.
“Young Friend Lu, are you all right?”
Seeing Lu Qingyang’s pained appearance, Ma Liang felt somewhat embarrassed.
His original intention had been to spare no expense and properly host Lu Qingyang.
So that later it would be easier to request a sinecure position for himself.
But he had forgotten that this high-end feast, worth no less than ten million low-grade spirit stones, was far beyond what a peak Nascent Soul cultivator like Lu Qingyang could handle.
Such a massive quantity of top-grade spiritual delicacies would require even a Mahayana Venerable to pause for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea. Let alone him.
“Huff… No… I’m fine. Let me digest it… and I’ll be fine.”
Hearing Ma Liang’s concerned inquiry, Lu Qingyang forced out a smile.
Though he was truly uncomfortable right now, inwardly he was overjoyed.
The reason was simple: he felt his Dao-less Body was about to ripen!
Good heavens, fortunately I have the Dao-less Body. Otherwise, this one meal would have cost me my life.
Lu Qingyang thought gratefully, while doing his utmost to digest the spiritual delicacies in his abdomen.
“Boom!”
After another long while, Lu Qingyang’s body suddenly shook.
The aura-concealing formation on his body actually exploded outward.
Immediately after, a vast and majestic aura abruptly erupted from within him, sweeping across all directions.
Lu Qingyang’s clothes were blown taut by the shockwave, his black hair dancing wildly, and traces of dragon might actually diffused from his body.
In an instant, the entire restaurant was shrouded beneath dragon might, shocking all who felt it.
“This… this is dragon might!”
Watching the young man whose aura dominated the heavens, Ma Liang’s eyeballs nearly fell to the floor. He muttered to himself.
Wan Hua also stared at this scene in a daze, massive waves surging in his heart.
Dragon might! How did eating a meal produce dragon might? This… what’s going on?
Both Mahayana Venerables were dumbfounded.
After all, though the Prison Dragon Realm had lesser dragon demonkin, it had no True Dragons.
And thus, no True Dragon might.
Yet now, Lu Qingyang genuinely radiated True Dragon might.
And Lu Qingyang had no time to explain to the two of them.
Because… his Dao-less Body had ripened!
“Boom!”
Another muffled sound rang out.
Lu Qingyang’s aura soared once more.
A series of crisp sounds suddenly appeared.
His skin, bones, meridians, organs, and even every single cell were frantically transforming, inch by inch reborn!
This process lasted a full incense stick’s worth of time. When Lu Qingyang opened his eyes again, his pupils had completely turned golden-brown.
His bearing had changed. Just standing there, he gave off a feeling of ruling over the world.
“Soul… Soul Transformation!”
“A single meal produced a Spirit Transformation Divine Lord!”
Sensing Lu Qingyang’s aura, Wan Hua swallowed his saliva.
“Huff… Thank you both Seniors for your generous hospitality.”
Lu Qingyang let out a long breath of turbid air, then clasped his hands toward Wan Hua and Ma Liang and spoke solemnly.
At the same time, that terrifying dragon might instantly vanished.
The Dragon Pearl and Seven-Colored Nascent Soul that had originally resided in his dantian had now disappeared.
At the same time, a human-shaped phantom surfaced within his dantian — the very symbol of successful Soul Transformation.
This was called: the Primordial Spirit!
And around Lu Qingyang’s Primordial Spirit, a dragon-shaped phantom coiled, transformed from that Dragon Pearl!
That Dragon Pearl seems to have formed some kind of connection with my Dao-less Body. It was actually refined into my body.
Lu Qingyang sensed carefully, inwardly thinking to himself.
“Congratulations to Young Friend Lu for stepping into Soul Transformation.”
Ma Liang and Wan Hua, who had been shocked for quite a while, finally snapped to their senses and hurriedly cupped their hands in congratulations.
“Congratulations to Young Friend Lu for proving the position of Divine Lord!”
Wan Hua and Ma Liang said in unison.
“Young Friend Lu… just now, that dragon might…”
Ma Liang hesitated a moment, then could not help but ask.
“Oh… that was the aura of a dragon-type technique I cultivated. You two are too kind.”
Hearing this, Lu Qingyang smiled faintly, lightly deflecting the matter.
“I see…”
Hearing this, Ma Liang naturally knew it was Lu Qingyang’s excuse.
But who among those who could cultivate to the Mahayana realm was not a shrewd old hand?
He naturally would not deliberately call it out.
As for any ulterior motives, he did not dare harbor even a trace.
Over these thousands of years, he had seen countless prodigies. Nearly every figure like Lu Qingyang carried great fortune.
Such geniuses often had deep backgrounds and formidable foundations. They were not to be provoked…
Wan Hua shared the same thought. Other than the desire to befriend him, there was not a single stray notion left in his heart.
After all, the bright silver pattern on Lu Qingyang’s brow was enough to display his extraordinary identity…
One had to know that a Supreme Great Vehicle and an ordinary Great Vehicle were practically not the same realm.
What was a Supreme Great Vehicle? Only the invincible among Great Vehicles could be called Supreme.
And only those invincible in every realm could possibly be invincible among peers during the Great Vehicle stage and be ranked as Supreme.
Lu Qingyang already showed signs of becoming a Supreme Great Vehicle.
This was precisely why Ma and Wan were so invested.
The Central Region had three hundred great provinces, and three hundred Supremes guarded them.
These three hundred Supreme Great Vehicles were the very peak cultivators of the entire Prison Dragon Realm.
The two of them clearly could not reach that height in this lifetime. But if they could support or befriend a Supreme Great Vehicle, their future rise would be just around the corner. They might even have hope of ascension…
“Thank you both Seniors for today’s generous hospitality. This junior will remember the debt.”
“If there is an opportunity in the future, I will surely repay you both.”
Lu Qingyang stood up and cupped his hands solemnly.
At these words, a flash of light simultaneously crossed Ma and Wan’s eyes.
This was exactly the promise they wanted!
And just as the two were about to exchange a few polite pleasantries with Lu Qingyang, Lu Qingyang’s brow suddenly furrowed.
Hm? Martial-Uncle is looking for me? Strange, isn’t Martial-Uncle in secluded cultivation?
Watching the transmission jade talisman from Jun Moyan flicker incessantly, Lu Qingyang was puzzled.
He then picked up the jade talisman and extended his divine sense.
In the next instant, his expression changed slightly.
Within it were written six large characters!
“Yang Yu has arrived. Return at once!”