Chapter 610: A Bitter Pill to Swallow

Chapter 610: Chapter 610: A Bitter Pill to Swallow

「Kyushu Spirit Realm」

The Four Great Forces were utterly enraged. The bodies the Dragon Sect had returned were a blatant provocation.

The Dragon Sect showed a complete disregard for the Four Great Forces.

Because of this, the Four Great Forces finally confirmed something they had previously heard: Long Haoshi’s breakthrough to the Great Emperor Realm was real.

Had they known Long Haoshi was already a Great Emperor Martial Artist, the Four Great Forces wouldn’t have been foolish enough to send four Earth Saints to die in vain.

Earth Saint Warriors were vital assets to the Four Great Forces, a loss they simply couldn’t afford.

Given their immense pride, the Four Great Forces would have retaliated immediately against anyone who dared to provoke them.

But now...

But now, none of them—not the Eastern Emperor City, the West Third Level Long Family, the Southern Netherworld Mansion, or the North Piaomiao Palace—dared to make a rash move. The reason was simple: all Four Great Forces were extremely wary of the Long Family’s new Great Emperor, Long Haoshi.

A Great Emperor Martial Artist—the most powerful existence in the Kyushu Spirit Realm.

The Four Great Forces had never imagined that Long Haoshi could break through from the Innate Realm to the Great Emperor Realm in a mere three months. If they had known, they would have killed him at all costs back then and spared themselves this endless trouble.

With their Earth Saints dead, the Four Great Forces could only suppress the news.

They were forced to swallow their bitterness, unable to voice their grievances. The Four Great Forces were frustrated beyond belief.

「City of Sin」

The Million Corpse Slaves, divided into four armies, relentlessly assaulted the Four Great Forces. Meanwhile, Long Ao remained in his stronghold, the City of Sin. He didn’t want the Four Great Forces to discover the truth: that he hadn’t actually been summoned back by the Long Clan.

He was inside a secret chamber, which was effectively the City of Sin’s forbidden ground. No one was permitted to enter.

After all, Long Ao was the reigning Emperor of the City of Sin.

「Inside the Dragon Seal Space」

Long Ao and Long Fu had been discussing their plans for a full day and night, yet neither of them showed any sign of fatigue. They were as energetic as ever.

"Long Fu, to forcibly implant the Nine-Tribulation Demon Dragon’s Divine Spirit into the body of the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon, we first need to completely shatter its Divine Spirit. However, in your current state of recovery, it seems that’s impossible for you."

Long Fu nodded. "The old master had already refined the Nine-Tribulation Demon Dragon’s Divine Spirit and passed it on to you and the little one. I never expected you would obtain the corpse of a Five-Clawed Golden Dragon. If I had, I would have certainly preserved the Nine-Tribulation Demon Dragon’s Divine Spirit."

Long Ao shrugged helplessly. He was incredibly reluctant to let the idea go. According to Long Fu, if they could forcibly fuse the Nine-Tribulation Demon Dragon’s Divine Spirit into the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon’s body, the resulting Corpse Slave would be a Great Emperor Divine Slave at the very least, if not a Divine Dao Divine Slave.

The power of such a Great Emperor Divine Slave would rival that of a Divine Dao Martial Artist. But it was too late for that now. The Ancient Divine Dragon had already devoured the Nine-Tribulation Demon Dragon’s Divine Spirit.

"Long Fu, there’s only one option left. We find the soul of a Saint and forcibly implant it into the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon’s body. If we do that, I believe the resulting Corpse Slave will have power comparable to an Earth Saint, or maybe even a Celestial Saint."

If that were the case, Long Ao would be satisfied. He knew full well that some things are destined to be yours, while others will never be, no matter how hard you try to force it.

Why force the issue? It was better to face things calmly and move on.

Long Fu seemed to approve of his attitude. "Master, even if we succeed, I believe such a Corpse Slave’s usefulness would be limited. Instead, how about I use the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon to refine your weapon?"

’The Blood-Drinking Mad Saber?’

Long Ao had always been satisfied with his weapon and had never considered refining it further. But he had great faith in Long Fu. If Long Fu said it could be done, then it was definitely possible.

The power of a Five-Clawed Golden Dragon was comparable to an Ancient Divine Dragon, so even its bones had to be extraordinary. Long Ao was very curious as to how Long Fu planned to refine the Blood-Drinking Mad Saber.

"Long Fu, how do you plan to refine it?"

"It’s quite simple, Master. I plan to fuse the bones of the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon into the Blood-Drinking Mad Saber. When I’m done, the saber’s Level will increase, and it will possess Dragon Mighty. I’m confident its power will be even greater."

Long Ao grew excited after hearing Long Fu’s explanation.

"Long Fu, how long will it take to refine the Blood-Drinking Mad Saber?"

"I’m not sure, Master. As you know, the Blood-Drinking Mad Saber is a Divine Artifact that needs to drink blood to grow stronger."

Long Ao was, of course, well aware of this.

The more enemies the Blood-Drinking Mad Saber slew, the more powerful it became. However, Long Ao couldn’t just go on a killing spree, so the saber’s power had stagnated.

"Master, leave the Blood-Drinking Mad Saber to me. I should be able to successfully refine it for you in no more than ten days."

’Ten days?’

Long Ao was pleasantly surprised. He had never imagined Long Fu could refine the Blood-Drinking Mad Saber in just ten days. He simply nodded, saying nothing more.

Before leaving the clan this time, Long Ao had used his ancestor’s power to process the Divine Pill and the Divine Dragon Pearl. Long Qiang had already devoured the Divine Dragon Pearl. Long Ao believed that, over time, Long Qiang would one day be able to complete its refinement and become a Dragon God.

As for the Divine Pill, Long Ao had divided it into two parts. He gave one-tenth to the Fire Qilin, believing its power would allow the Qilin to restore its original strength in the shortest possible time, and perhaps even improve further.

He gave the remaining nine-tenths to his family and brothers, hoping to significantly boost everyone’s overall strength.

Long Ao knew in his heart that no matter how powerful he became, he couldn’t possibly protect his family and brothers at all times. There was only one solution: to help them all grow stronger as well.

That way, if he had to leave one day, he wouldn’t have to worry about the clan’s safety.

A Divine Pill contained the entire essence of a Divine Dao Martial Artist or a Divine Beast. Long Ao knew exactly what that meant. Once everyone completed the refinement, he believed their cultivation would advance by leaps and bounds.

Long Ao eagerly awaited that day.

Having temporarily settled the matters of the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon’s bones and the Blood-Drinking Mad Saber, Long Ao remained in the secret chamber. He spent his time either on his Cultivation or trying to comprehend the Divine Calculation Dao. Yet, the more he studied it, the more vast and profound the Divine Calculation Dao seemed, and he felt like he had no idea where to even begin.

The Divine Calculation Dao left Long Ao at a complete loss.

He had always been confident in his own aptitude, but when it came to the Divine Calculation Dao, his talent seemed completely useless. ’Could it be that I’m just not suited to practice the Divine Calculation Dao?’

’That seems unlikely.’ Long Ao knew that since the Divine Calculator had chosen him to inherit the Divine Calculation Dao, he had to be a suitable candidate. Otherwise, the Divine Calculator would never have passed it on to him.