Chapter 599 - 550: Dragon-Transformation Pool

Chapter 599: Chapter 550: Dragon-Transformation Pool

"I’ve heard people mention that those two Clawed Flood Dragons are descendants of a Suan Yu. Moreover, Wen Yangxi’s two Clawed Flood Dragons were meticulously selected by him; their bloodline is purer, and their entire bodies are treasures."

Yu Qian nodded. "Even if they hadn’t been devoured, as long as Wen Yangxi is alive, he would never let you have them."

As he spoke, Yu Qian began forming a Seal Technique.

The Fierce Eye trembled slightly, releasing a cyan glow. He first took out the second eye of the Jinghai Fierce Beast, formed the same Seal Technique, and pointed a finger at it. However, the eye lay quietly in its Jade Box, giving no response whatsoever.

Everyone looked at Yu Qian in confusion.

"It’s not a match."

Yu Qian snapped the box shut and explained to the crowd expressionlessly:

"Let me give you an example. It’s like a Sword Box."

"The more Flying Swords stored in a Sword Box, the stronger it becomes. But not all Flying Swords can be placed inside. If a Flying Sword’s level exceeds that of the Sword Box, or if their attributes conflict, then even if you manage to put it in, you won’t be able to control it through the Sword Box."

A sense of disappointment washed over Chen Che upon hearing this.

He had originally thought that the two eyes, being from the same source, could be easily combined. He never expected there to be no reaction at all.

"Right now, I’m using this Fierce Eye as the core to build a master-subordinate relationship. I need to see which of the other eyes will respond. It’s like a set of gears—they have to mesh perfectly. I’m just running diagnostics now."

As he spoke, the eagle eye lit up.

The cyan glow of the Fierce Eye and the golden glow of the eagle eye merged like ripples in water.

"It works."

Elder Yu nodded.

Chen Che couldn’t help but sigh in relief. The eagle eye and the eye from the other Jinghai Fierce Beast were clearly among the highest-ranked of the collection. If neither of them worked, any potential power increase for the Fierce Eye would be extremely limited.

"We’re in luck."

Yu Qian closed four Jade Boxes, put them away along with the Fierce Eye, and said, "Out of eleven eyes in total, four of them can be matched with the Fierce Eye. Now, just wait for my good news!"

"How long will it take?"

Chen Che asked.

The defensive structures that Mist Rain Tower built in the Celestial River Mountain Range were already complete.

The next great battle could break out at any moment.

He couldn’t bear it if this dragged on for half a year or more.

"Three to five days at the minimum, seven or eight days at the most." Yu Qian gestured for Chen Che to relax. "The Fierce Eye is already formed. The rest just needs a little modification, so it won’t take too long. However, I will need a Quiet Chamber so I won’t be disturbed."

This was hardly a request.

The Jinyun Valley camp was enormous; it was a simple matter to section off an area for him.

...

「Meanwhile, hundreds of thousands of li away, in the heartland of Mist Rain Tower.」

It was an ancient, picturesque manor.

Deep within the manor, several thousand cultivators with ramrod-straight postures and powerful auras stood in a Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams formation. Above them in the sky, thirteen Golden Core cultivators were gathered. Adding to this were the countless Magic Patterns falling like rain, which formed a massive Barrier.

From the sky to the ground, not a single blind spot was left.

This place was the ancestral land of the Azure Dragon Hall—and also Wen Yangxi’s Traveling Palace and Cave Mansion.

Ever since the Old Ancestor returned to the ancestral land, the clan had maintained its highest level of alert.

Wen Yangxi not only held a revered position within the clan, but in all of Mist Rain Tower, only the Old Tower Master was his superior. For such an existence to return to the clan dragging a half-crippled body—how could it not cause shock and horror?

It was now the seventeenth day since the Old Ancestor had returned.

There had been no movement from within, and rumors were spreading wildly in private that the Old Ancestor had already succumbed to his grievous injuries and perished. Even if people didn’t believe it, everyone had personally witnessed Wen Yangxi’s severely wounded state when he returned that day.

BOOM!

Suddenly, a vast aura, as if reawakening, surged directly out of the ancestral land.

"This is..."

Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked forward in unison.

ROAR—!

Immediately after, the deafening roar of a Fierce Beast erupted, echoing like a dragon’s cry across the sky above the Azure Dragon Hall. Countless clan members suddenly discovered that upon hearing this roar, the Demon Beasts by their sides all turned towards the ancestral land and prostrated themselves as if they had heard a command.

Then, the crowd looked on in astonishment.

They saw four massive, sun-blotting wings emerge churning from the depths of the ancestral land, as a strange, four-eyed, four-winged, two-clawed Flood Dragon soared into the sky. And on the strange Flood Dragon’s forehead stood an old man with wide, flowing sleeves and snow-white hair and beard.

The old man had a stalwart build and a majestic appearance, but he was missing his right arm.

"Is that? The Old Ancestor? Why has the Old Ancestor’s Spirit Pet changed?"

"The Old Ancestor has come out of seclusion..."

"We greet the Old Ancestor!"

Throughout the Wen Family, countless clan members were moved to tears at the sight of the old man, all bowing in unison toward the figure in the sky.

An elderly Golden Core cultivator stationed before the ancestral land also hurried to land and bowed hastily:

"We respectfully welcome the Old Ancestor out of seclusion!"

Wen Yangxi’s age was truly great, over 720 years old. In his son’s generation, there was only Wen Chaocan, but he had many in his grandchildren’s generation. The elder before him now was one such grandchild, named Wen Tianzhu, who was also over 400 years old.

The Azure Dragon Hall had always been run like a family dynasty; the Hall Master and the Patriarch were one and the same.

The next Hall Master was originally supposed to be Wen Tianhong, but now that he had fallen, the positions of Patriarch and Hall Master were temporarily being filled by Wen Tianzhu, who was the strongest and most senior of his generation.

"Old Ancestor, your arm?"

Wen Tianzhu asked with concern.

Many of the Wen Clan Members also looked on with anticipation. Wen Yangxi was their clan’s greatest pillar of support and the one most likely to step into the Nascent Soul Realm. Even if it were only a Fake Infant, it would be enough to guarantee another five hundred years of glory for the family.