TL: GoldenLung
The fire dragon’s energy kept pouring madly into his body. Under the absolute suppression of the Dragon God bloodline, it could not stir up even the slightest ripple. In an instant, it was swallowed by Lan Xuanyu’s bloodline vortex, feeding the blood essence that was burning within him.
This process was completely different from that of others. When ordinary cultivators perford bloodline tempering, the energy they inhaled would directly repair and strengthen their body. But Lan Xuanyu was not like that. The energy he drew in could not patch his body at all. Even Treasure Seeking Beast was unable to convert it into true Dragon God power. The only way was to let his own bloodline vortex refine it through the Dragon Core—either transforming it into usable force, or simply feeding the Dragon Core directly, allowing the blood essence within to grow stronger and more condensed.
Having once tempered himself with the Dragon Soul Fruit, Lan Xuanyu was far more familiar with Dragon Force Tempering than anyone else. He spread the seven-colored fla burning inside him throughout his entire body. The fire was thin and evenly distributed, constantly burning him while he exerted precise control over every flicker.
At this mont, the second Dragon Core—his spiritual Dragon Core—played a decisive role. It allowed him to perfectly control the intensity of the flas. Pain ravaged him from head to toe, but within that pain he clearly perceived the limits of his body, understanding exactly how far the flas could go before surpassing what he could endure.
The bloodline essence continually seeped into his bones and flesh. Under the burning fla, it was as though rare tal was being reforged—calcined again and again, every inch remolded. Only soone with his level of spiritual power—having reached the Spirit Domain—dared spread the flas across his full body. With powerful spiritual strength governing everything, as long as the flas did not exceed his threshold, he could maintain absolute control.
The bloodline power contained in this fire dragon was vastly greater than that of the two Lower Dragons they had absorbed before. It was precisely because he had experienced those earlier absorptions that his perception was so clear now.
The scorching bloodline force surged like a mighty river, channeling into his body through the Heavenly Sacred Splitting Abyss Halberd. He had no filtration from Treasure Seeking Beast this ti, but his bloodline vortex automatically filtered the energy—retaining only the purest portion. The excess was devoured by the burning Dragon God bloodline and beca fuel to fan the flas, not wasted, but contributing only as an accelerant.
Treasure Seeking Beast had already returned to his body. It too benefitted from the process, bathing in the Dragon God flas. Though its life level had already reached the god rank, its physical form was far from recovered. The burning Dragon God bloodline aided in its gradual restoration, reinforcing its body.
Minute by minute, the massive fire dragon beneath Lan Xuanyu shriveled. At first, it tried to resist, sensing sothing terribly wrong, but its struggle quickly faded. Soon, even the will to resist had vanished.
Lan Xuanyu’s aura shifted constantly—not in strength but in quality. The Dragon God scales on his body spread outward in expanding rings. Upward, they reached his shoulders; downward, they extended toward his lower abdon. Even his back began to show patches of shimring, seven-colored scales. His entire body emitted a radiant multicolored blaze, giving off a soul-seizing, awe-commanding presence.
Bai Xiuxiu and Liu Feng, who were cultivating nearby, felt it most intensely. Their own dragon bloodlines trembled violently in resonance with the waves coming from Lan Xuanyu. They absorbed the Dragon God aura flowing through the air, their bloodlines continuously reinforced and elevated.
Such was the benefit of cultivating beside Lan Xuanyu. Even those without a dragon bloodline would find their own lineage subtly influenced, slowly evolving under the presence of the Dragon God aura.
Especially during Dragon Force Tempering—when Lan Xuanyu pushed his Dragon God bloodline to its absolute limit—the amplifying effect was countless tis stronger than usual.
No one knew how long had passed before the massive fire dragon completely withered away. Its body collapsed inward, and the halberd’s glow dimd with it.
The seven-colored flas on Lan Xuanyu’s body gradually receded, but his skin still shimred with a halo of multicolored light—strange and srizing.
With each breath, his aura surged and contracted. His bloodline ran like a roaring river, continuously swelling. The others had long since awakened from cultivation. Qian Lei, Liu Feng, and Yuanen Huihui were especially fortunate. During their first bloodline tempering, they had bathed in the Dragon God aura released by the burning bloodline, gaining substantial benefits. Their faces glowed with delight—they had clearly improved significantly.
But when they looked at Lan Xuanyu now, a sense of instinctive fear crept over them. His aura was deep and vast, carrying a dominance that seed to proclaim: Heaven and earth exist for
alone.
Only when the multicolored halo finally retracted and the scales fell away did that overwhelming pressure gradually diminish. Lan Xuanyu’s body returned to normal.
When he opened his eyes, the entire cavern seed to brighten—two arcs of seven-colored lightning flashed past.
Lan Xuanyu lifted his hands, staring at his palms, feeling the terrifying power coursing through his whole body. Joy blossod in his heart.
Yes… this was real Dragon Force Tempering.
Though the fire dragon he absorbed was not a Higher Dragon, it was at least a mature Interdiate Dragon. Its cultivation might not have reached the Super Douluo level, but it was close. Had Tang Yuge and the others not been so strong, and had the terrain not restricted the fire dragon’s power, it would not have been easy to defeat.
This Dragon Force Tempering had truly shown him the benefits of this cultivation thod.
He could clearly feel his body toughening—especially his tolerance for bloodline power, which had increased dramatically. The external-to-internal tempering allowed every part of him to be reforged under the onslaught of Dragon Force.
His Dragon God bloodline had always subtly reshaped him, but at a slow and continuous pace. Dragon Force Tempering accelerated that process a hundredfold. His body strengthened so rapidly it shocked even him. His soul power and bloodline power rged seamlessly; though he had only recently broken through, he felt another rise—he had likely reached rank 62 already.
His six-ring cultivation was equivalent to a Title Douluo for ordinary soul masters. Breaking one level was already like a Title Douluo advancing. Yet he had achieved this in a single night—an astonishing leap. And even so, the greatest benefit of Dragon Force Tempering was not the cultivation increase but the physical enhancent.
Lan Xuanyu was certain: with this thod, when his cultivation reached the peak of the six-ring and he attempted to break through to the seven-ring, it would be far easier than he had anticipated. That was what excited him most. Reaching the seven-ring level might very well an approaching—or even stepping into—the realm of gods.
“Dangerous, yes… but the harvest was worth it. Let’s go.”
Lan Xuanyu leapt off the shriveled dragon corpse, stored both dragon bodies into the Ring of Fate, erased all traces in the cavern, and—with his companions—swiftly cleaned the area. Only then did they use spatial transfer, jumping from the city’s outskirts back to their residence in Fenglong City.
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