Chapter 475: Chapter 475: Mutation
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A few days ago, during one of her cultivation sessions, Xian’er suddenly felt a little unwell, so she quickly stopped circulating her Dou Qi and carefully examined her body.
At first, she thought sothing had gone wrong with the Poison Pill. But after checking, she was soon pleasantly surprised to discover that deep within her lower abdon, there was an extrely faint trace of vitality quietly forming without her noticing.
That faint trace of vitality... was in her womb. This ant... a small life was beginning to grow there!
The discovery struck Xian’er like a bolt of lightning, leaving her so overwheld by the sudden joy that she nearly fainted on the spot.
She... was pregnant!?
It took her quite a while before she finally managed to calm her emotions a little. Afraid she had made a mistake, she quickly and carefully checked several more tis before finally confirming it beyond any doubt.
It was real — a tiny, weak little life was indeed growing inside her.
From that mont on, she had no mood to continue cultivating. Bursting with joy, she exited seclusion, eager to find Wei Yang and share the news with him.
However, just as she stepped out, she spotted Qing Lin sitting blankly by the lotus pond, looking completely absent-minded. Sotis her brows furrowed in worry, and other tis she let out silly giggles, as if lost in her own world.
"Qing Lin, what’s wrong with you?" Xian’er, puzzled by her expression, walked over with concern written all over her face.
"Sister Xian’er, I..." Qing Lin was startled, jolting upright in panic. Her eyes darted around nervously as she hesitated, looking utterly guilty, like a child caught doing sothing wrong.
"What’s going on? Don’t scare ."
Under Xian’er’s persistent questioning, Qing Lin finally bit her lip, lowered her head, and whispered as if resigning herself to fate, "Sister Xian’er, I... I’m sorry... I-I think I might be pregnant."
Hearing that, Xian’er froze for a mont, then widened her eyes in surprise and blurted out, "You... you’re pregnant too?"
"Too?"
That single word left Qing Lin completely stunned for a second. Then, as if struck by lightning, she shuddered and quickly asked in excitent, "Sister Xian’er, you an... you also?"
"Mm." Xian’er’s face blood with happiness as she nodded vigorously.
"That’s... that’s amazing!" Qing Lin’s excitent overflowed instantly, and at the sa ti, she quietly let out a subtle sigh of relief.
However, how could such a tiny shift in her expression escape Xian’er’s sharp eyes?
With just a bit of thought, Xian’er imdiately understood Qing Lin’s earlier hesitation.
In an instant, she felt touched, yet also found it slightly funny and a little frustrating. "You’re having a baby, so why are you apologizing to
and hiding it like so big secret?"
"I... I..." Qing Lin’s face stiffened, and she stamred nervously, "Sister Xian’er, I... I was afraid you’d be upset. No, no, I didn’t an it like that, I-I didn’t—"
She waved her hands frantically, struggling to explain herself.
"Alright, enough, I know what you an, silly girl." Xian’er reached out and hugged Qing Lin tightly. Her nose turned slightly sour, and her eyes grew misty as a warm current welled up in her heart.
She understood exactly what Qing Lin was trying to say. Of course Qing Lin knew that Xian’er had always wanted a baby.
But no matter what she tried, Xian’er had never been able to conceive. And now, out of nowhere, Qing Lin was the one who got pregnant first, so naturally, Qing Lin had been torn with guilt and hesitation.
She was terrified that Xian’er would be hurt, saddened, or even fall into despair because of it...
"We’re sisters — family. I’m your older sister. Who do you think I am, hmm?" Xian’er lightly flicked Qing Lin’s forehead and scolded her half-angrily.
"Jie... I was wrong." Qing Lin lowered her head and obediently admitted her mistake.
Ti passed quietly.
In the blink of an eye, three days went by.
That day, the morning sun rose, bathing the land in warm light.
Inside a secret chamber.
A bare-chested figure sat cross-legged in silence.
Crackling~
Tiny scarlet arcs of lightning occasionally burst from his skin’s pores, flashing with a strange, demonic glow.
Across Wei Yang’s skin, countless dark-red blood vessels lit up faintly. At first glance, they resembled intricate, mysterious natural patterns; but upon closer inspection, they looked as though they were etched by countless blood-colored bolts of lightning, forming tattoos that densely covered every inch of his body.
At the center of his forehead, just above his brows, a vivid blood-red sun-like mark pulsed faintly, connecting seamlessly with the patterns covering his entire body.
A scorching, oppressive aura naturally radiated from him.
If one looked carefully, one could faintly see a thin layer of semi-transparent, illusory blood flas rising from his skin, burning so fiercely that even the surrounding space twisted and warped. Even his long hair carried a faint crimson tint.
Sitting cross-legged there, his entire body faintly emitted an aura that carried a domineering yet strange and demonic feeling.
Suddenly.
Boom!
A vast and overwhelming pressure erupted from his body without warning. A circular shockwave burst outward, sweeping through the secret chamber like a violent storm. It took a long mont before everything slowly cald down again.
At this ti, Wei Yang’s tightly closed eyes slowly opened.
Swoosh!
In that instant, it was as if lightning tore through the void itself — faint streaks of blood-colored thunder seed to flash wildly, crackling sharply in the silence.
Those were a pair of blood-red eyes, burning like two blazing suns of crimson, glowing eerily in the dim secret chamber. Two streaks of blood-colored light shot from his pupils, extending nearly half a foot long.
That crimson glow did not give off a cold or sinister feeling — instead, it carried an oppressive heat, an overwhelming dominance, and a strange, demonic allure!
Hu~
As he exhaled slowly, waves of scorching heat rolled through the room.
Wei Yang rose to his feet.
His long dark-red hair danced wildly in the airflow, resembling flickering streams of blood flas, swaying and twisting in mid-air.
When he opened his mouth, two sharp, inch-long fangs extended from his upper jaw. They looked exactly like the feral fangs of a corpse demon.
Crack crack crack~
His fingers curled into claw-like shapes, and before his eyes, razor-sharp, hooked nails grew out from his fingertips.
Roar~
Wei Yang suddenly tilted his head back and let out a thunderous roar that shook the chamber.
Soundwaves carrying scorching waves of dark-red heat swept out violently, shattering the Xuanwu Black Rock floors and walls into spiderweb cracks.
A layer of blood-colored flas intertwined with endless lightning arcs surrounded his body, erupting with terrifying intensity.
His presence surged wildly — overwhelming, boundless, as if a demon god had descended upon the world!
A long ti passed.
Only then did everything gradually calm down again. The swirling blood flas and lightning arcs around his body slowly receded, drawing back into his flesh.
The countless faintly glowing, dark-red vein-like patterns across his skin faded away and disappeared entirely.
The crimson glow within his eyes gradually dimd. The sharp hooked claws at his fingertips retracted, and his feral fangs quietly shrank back.
Now, compared to before, Wei Yang’s appearance had undergone a trendous transformation.
First, his originally pitch-black hair had completely turned into a dark-red hue, carrying a faint shimr like a layer of blood flas flowing through it. His pupils, once pure black, had now beco deep crimson.
At the center of his forehead, the blood-red sun-shaped mark glimred faintly with mysterious light.
Even his overall aura had shifted drastically — his very presence now radiated scorching heat, wild dominance, and a strange, demonic majesty.
Crack crack crack~
Wei Yang clenched both fists slowly, and the space around them fractured faintly, splintering into dark, jagged cracks as if unable to withstand the force.
Feeling the surging, terrifying power coursing through his body, Wei Yang couldn’t help but curl his lips into a slight smile.
At this mont, he was still at the level of a Five-Star Dou Zong, with no advancent in cultivation rank.
However... his strength was now five to six tis greater than it had been just three days ago!
His cultivation realm hadn’t changed, but his raw power had skyrocketed severalfold!This was simply unbelievable.
After fully rging his bloodline with that single drop of ancient blood essence, it was as though he had undergone a complete transformation — an evolution on the very level of life itself.
His body had experienced an extraordinary and profound change. It was as if a small pond had suddenly been expanded into a vast lake.
Although his cultivation realm remained unchanged, the amount and quality of energy his body could now contain had multiplied several tis over!
"Right now, I’m frighteningly powerful..." Wei Yang murmured, unable to suppress a sigh of amazent. He raised his hand and casually grasped toward the air ahead.
Boom!
The entire space before him collapsed inward, forming a miniature black hole.
This power... was terrifying!
Don’t be fooled by his current rank of Five-Star Dou Zong — in his eyes, even a peak Dou Zong powerhouse now seed no different from a slightly larger ant, one that he could crush with ease.
He was still a Dou Zong... but compared to other Dou Zongs, it felt as though they weren’t even standing on the sa level, not even existing within the sa dinsion. And all of this... was because of that drop of ancient blood essence!
Not only his Dou Qi, but even his physical body had now reached an almost unimaginable level of strength.
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