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Han Tao: Look, he likes my blood!
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Chapter 41
The simultaneous emergence of two suns, though the light of the new sun was weak, hung high in the sky, a phenomenon never before seen in the Cangling Continent.
Si Yang Immortal Lord wanted to open his eyes, but he could not see because he could not bear the heavenly secrets being probed.
Qi Muyuan didn't know what had happened, but he felt extremely uneasy looking at Si Yang.
“Master.” He lowered his eyes and sighed, ignoring the surprise of the Sword Sect cultivators behind him, and said in a voice that only they could hear, “If I had known this would happen, I should have locked Master in the Star-Picking Platform and never let him out.”
"Only I can see him."
Si Yang trembled slightly, whether he heard it or not was unclear.
In Fengyou Mountain, it's as if spring has arrived, and the affected flowers, plants, and trees have regained their vitality.
"What did you do?" Feng You looked at everything in front of him with surprise and uncertainty.
Han Tao looked up at him. Ignoring his increasingly weak aura, he used half of his energy to suppress the demonic seed that was about to erupt, and then he gave Feng You a smirk.
Feng You's heart skipped a beat. Before he could realize what was happening, he saw the other person slap his chest hard.
Golden-red blood sprayed out, falling to the ground like raindrops and disappearing into the Heaven and Earth Mirror.
In the midst of the ambush, he found an opening in an instant, and a surge of killing intent swept towards him.
"You're insane," Feng You exclaimed, watching his suicidal behavior.
The Heaven and Earth Mystic Mirror was a treasure left behind by the True Immortal Yuan Tong when he ascended to heaven in the Heavenly Mystic Sect. It could never have become Feng You's natal magic weapon.
The Dragon Clan's secret records state that Yuan Tong Zhenxian cultivated the Chaos Qi.
Han Tao was not crazy, of course. He could not break the Heaven and Earth Mystic Mirror, so he could only use the dragon blood to activate Fu Mingxu's inherited power and force the chaotic energy to take him out of the mirror.
He knew that what he was doing was crazy and dangerous.
Because if Fu Mingxu hadn't come out, he, having lost most of his lifeblood, would surely have died today.
The last thing he wanted to see was his beloved partner falling into the hands of someone else, their fate unknown.
Phoenix Mountain emitted a deafening roar, as if a ferocious beast hidden within the mountain was trying to break free.
Han Tao witnessed the beautiful sight of the new sun leaping over the horizon. Ignoring the power of the killing formation, he summoned his golden sword and, without using any extra spiritual energy, thrust it at Feng You with unstoppable force.
Dragons possess formidable physical bodies, yet when they transform into human form, they can only unleash seven or eight of their full power.
The golden sword emitted a dragon's roar, and its golden eyes blazed with the flames of a desperate battle.
Looking at him, Feng You suddenly understood how he had single-handedly killed the former master of the demon race during the war between the righteous and the demons, forcing the demons to retreat back to the demon realm.
This fearless spirit instilled a slight sense of dread in him.
The Daoist magic continuously rained down on Han Tao, and coupled with the killing intent of the Calamity Killing Array, he was now dripping blood all over his body.
Within the Mirror of Heaven and Earth, Fu Mingxu's azure pupils slowly rotated. He felt as if all he saw was a crimson expanse, and an endless sweet temptation caused the chaotic energy to churn and roar within his dantian.
As the golden-red blood essence entered the Heaven and Earth Mystic Mirror, the turbulent chaotic energy suddenly burst out of the dantian, instantly sweeping away all the dragon blood in the Heaven and Earth Mystic Mirror.
Before Fu Mingxu could react, the chaotic energy had already been thoroughly consumed and returned to his dantian.
His azure eyes remained vacant for a few moments before he was startled awake by the unusual agitation within his dantian.
The restlessness was even more intense than when he was consuming Phoenix Blood. The chaotic energy surged and churned in his dantian, as if he hadn't had enough to eat.
The demon bone chain tightened more and more, and the bound ankles turned a deep red. The chaotic energy and the energy within the chain pulled back and forth, causing Fu Mingxu to break out in a fine sweat from the pain.
He had to curl up, pressing his head against the wall behind him, letting the sweat soak into his temples, and a few drops rolling down his chin.
Inside the cave, the mist had not yet dissipated, and outside the Mirror of Heaven and Earth, Han Tao and Feng You were once again locked in battle. The soft light of the new sun shone on him, and the light hanging on his brows reflected in his brilliant golden eyes, which, filled with a fearless fighting spirit, made him seem like a war god reborn.
Perhaps because of this, Feng You became more cautious, giving him more breathing room.
Fu Mingxu heard footsteps again. After catching a glimpse of Le Chao, he ignored the pain in his ankle and took out the dragon scale from his storage bag.
This was the piece of land that Han Zhengzhi had given him when they were in the forbidden area of the Dragon Clan.
The cool aura emanating from the dragon scales made him feel a little more comfortable. He gripped the sharp edge of the dragon scales in his palm, and his brow twitched slightly.
Then, suppressing the abnormal agitation of the chaotic energy within his body, he closed his eyes, as if entering a coma.
“I didn’t expect Zhang Hengbo to have a trick up his sleeve. Not only did he not die, but he also escaped.” Le Chao’s expression was extremely gloomy. He looked down at the pain on Fu Mingxu’s face and felt very pleased. “This Heaven and Earth Mystic Mirror is connected to the True Lord’s life. Even if he died, it is still the magic weapon of Yuan Tong True Immortal. You can’t escape.”
Looking at the beads of sweat on Fu Mingxu's nose, he inexplicably recalled the lotus flowers he had once seen in the rain, and couldn't help but murmur, "How does this demon bone chain taste? It is made from the blood of the ancient demon clan, the Hehuan Demon. The aura inside will refine you step by step into the most exquisite furnace."
His gaze roamed freely, finally settling on those glossy red lips, his throat tightening for a moment: "The finest furnace naturally has the best flavor."
Unfortunately, this beauty was destined to remain in the hands of the Phoenix Wanderer.
Fu Mingxu heard his mutterings clearly, cursed the two men's despicable behavior in his heart, and quietly tightened his grip on the dragon scale, hiding it in his wide sleeve so as not to be noticed.
Just before Le Chao's fingers touched his lips, his pale blue eyes suddenly snapped open.
These are eyes that seem to reflect the boundless mountain scenery. The physiological moisture produced by pain has shrouded this beautiful mountain in a light mist, making it even more hazy and irresistibly beautiful.
Le Chao froze on the spot, forgetting to retract his hand which was still suspended in mid-air.
Fu Mingxu glanced at the finger with disgust and asked, "What do you want to do?"
The disgust in his tone was so obvious that the subtle emotion that Le Chao had felt vanished instantly.
"Let me see how this top-grade furnace is being refined?" He really wanted to see what expression Fu Mingxu would have on his face after he knew what he was going to go through, whether he would be panicked or beg for mercy and cry. "Your ankle hurts a lot, doesn't it? This is the process of refining you into a top-grade furnace. When you are in the service of the True Lord, you will be able to experience the benefits of this method."
Even though he hadn't just found out, Fu Mingxu still cursed inwardly.
Fine beads of sweat, like morning dew, slid down his smooth, fair skin. Fu Mingxu turned his head away, ignoring them, and sneered, "Le Chao, you've sunk so low as to pimp for others?"
"I bet you wish this demon bone chain were locked around you, don't you?"
His words were like sharp knives, scraping inch by inch at Lechao's most painful spot.
Le Chao's expression of anticipation crumbled. He took a step toward Fu Mingxu and looked down at him condescendingly: "You can only be stubborn now. Once Zhenjun kills Han Tao, you will have no chance of escaping from his grasp."
"Oh, by the way, I have something good here for you to try."
Even someone as chaste and virtuous as Zhang Anran endured humiliation and begged for pleasure under the influence of the aphrodisiac.
"Trying to escape? Perhaps you could try begging me on your knees?" He looked at the pale-faced man as if he were toying with a small animal. "Tell me, what would Han Tao do if he saw you submissive beneath the True Lord?"
His words reminded Fu Mingxu of the overwhelming drop of dragon blood that had just fallen. He propped himself up and looked up.
Because Tuo Fengyou wanted to stimulate his emotions in order to accelerate the erosion of the demon bone chain, he could clearly see that Han Tao was attacking as if he were burning his life force.
He had to escape first.
When Le Chao took out a pill that smelled sickeningly sweet, Fu Mingxu knew his plan.
But his eyes remained unmoved, seemingly unaware of what he was about to face. As the music drew closer, he noticed the change in Fu Mingxu's eyes and exclaimed in surprise, "Your eyes..."
Before he could finish speaking, Fu Mingxu leaned forward to meet him. He suddenly bumped into the other man's chest and, before he could react, used all his strength to push the dragon scale in his hand forward.
Le Chao's cultivation was severely damaged after losing a pair of colorful feathers. If it weren't for his mastery of the furnace method and his identity containing a trace of phoenix bloodline, which was useful to Feng You, he would have died long ago in the interrogation hall of the Tianxuan Sect.
Unfortunately, all those things he used to survive in front of Feng You were completely ineffective against the sharp dragon scales, unable to stop them from piercing his chest flesh even a fraction.
Almost instantly, the dragon scales pierced into the pulsating flesh inside his chest cavity like sharp blades.
The two separated as soon as they touched, and Fu Mingxu, having finished, leaned against the wall, panting heavily. The chaotic energy could no longer be suppressed, and a few strands began to surge wildly through his body. The pain in his ankle made him sweat profusely, and in no time, most of his blue robe was soaked.
He looked at the person on the ground whose chest was gushing blood, and his hand, which had released Long Lin, trembled uncontrollably.
He killed Le Chao.
Nausea and the fear of making a first move swept over him like a whirlwind, but his turbulent emotions suddenly calmed down when he caught a glimpse of the person's slightly heaving chest on the ground and the Hehuan Pill that had rolled onto the ground.
Le Chao is not dead yet, but he no longer seems to pose a threat to him.
Fu Mingxu's legs slowly slid down, and he barely managed to stay upright from fainting due to the pain and agitation. Two unusual blushes appeared on his cheeks, and his lower abdomen felt as if it were burning with fire—not painful, but unbearable.
The previously suppressed chaotic energy seemed to have become even purer. When he saw the golden light in Han Tao's palm shatter, the remaining chaotic energy exploded completely in his dantian.
"Hmm!" Fu Mingxu couldn't help but gasp. He was enveloped in chaotic energy, and a flash of white light appeared. The moisture in the cave evaporated instantly, revealing his complete appearance.
Chaotic energy began to spread, and the spiritual plants throughout the cave began to grow at an accelerated rate. In an instant, it became lush and verdant.
"Huh?"
In his hazy consciousness, Fu Mingxu heard a voice that seemed to come from the distant heavens. The voice was ethereal and indistinct, as if it had just awakened from the endless river of time.
"Chaotic Qi?" A semi-transparent figure appeared before him. He was dressed in a moon-white robe with wide sleeves. Although his face was unclear, his aura was as if he were embracing the moonlight.
Time seemed to flow backward and then forward in an instant.
Fu Mingxu's eyes flickered: "Who are you?"
The figure looked down at him, as if smiling: "Me? I remember they called me Yuan Tong."
"Poor little guy, his memories have been sealed and his inheritance hasn't been activated yet. He's even worse off than I was back then."
It's Yuan Tong Zhen Xian!
Fu Mingxu was shocked, then realized that this must be a faint trace of his consciousness that he had left behind.
Yuan Tong Zhenxian is the founding patriarch of the Tianxuan Sect. Will he help...?
He soon realized he was overthinking things.
As if seeing through his thoughts, True Immortal Yuan Tong sighed, "I never imagined that with the passage of time, this sect that I founded with my own hands would lose the spirit of my generation."
"The tides have risen and fallen for over a thousand years, so why should I dwell on it?"
Although Fu Mingxu couldn't see his face clearly, he inexplicably felt very close to him.
“Little guy, your food comes from that dragon outside, doesn’t it?” Yuan Tong looked at him affectionately, her tone ethereal as if she might disappear at any moment. “I don’t know why your parents were so heartless as to abandon you here.”
“We are of the same lineage, so I’ll give you this Heaven and Earth Mystic Mirror to play with.”
"The rest is up to you."
"Oh, your food supply is almost gone, aren't you going to help?"