Chapter 157: Underlying Dangers! (1/2)
“Hahaha, the heavens are on my side!”
Initially, the Demonic Emperor Old Man was still feeling a little depressed, but at this very instant, all his negative emotions were swept clean.
“Chong-er! Do you know why that bastard betrayed me?” The Demonic Emperor Old Man abruptly turned to glance at Wang Chong.
“I don’t.”
Wang Chong was actually rather curious about this matter. He knew that the Demonic Emperor Old Man was betrayed by someone who was likely to be his disciple, but he hadn’t heard the details.
“Hmph. I treated that bastard as my own son. Even though I, Zhang Wenfu, am… I would never mistreat my disciple. It was due to that bastard’s lacking talent that I chose to impart him the Little Yinyang Art only. Yet, he suspected that I was withholding my secret arts from him, and he conspired with outsiders to backstab me.”
“That bastard never tried to consider the fact that given his root bone, talent, and that he has missed the ideal period for tempering one’s root bone, if I were to impart him my ultimate art, it’ll just a matter of time before his cultivation goes berserk.”
“I treated him so well, taking his welfare to be my priority, yet he backstabbed me!”
The Demonic Emperor Old Man’s rage surged as he recalled the past.
Wang Chong fell silent. The Demonic Emperor Old Man wasn’t a good person, but Wang Chong could feel that he treated those whom he held dear kindly.
It might be karma that landed the Demonic Emperor Old Man in his current state, but regardless, his disciple shouldn’t have been the one holding the knife.
“Master, rest assured! I’ll surely avenge you!”
Wang Chong spoke in a heavy tone.
“Hahaha, good! Chong-er, I truly didn’t misjudge you. I’m content with just your words.”
Delight shone on the Demonic Emperor Old Man’s face. He took off his belt as he spoke, and Wang Chong realized that there were some inner workings to his belt.
It looked ordinary on the surface, but there were several hidden compartments to it.
The Demonic Emperor Old Man opened one of the compartments and took out a heavy, black thumb-sized pill of the size of a thumb.
“What’s that?”
Wang Chong was taken aback.
“This is the last Dragon Transcension Pill in my possession! Only those who have reached Tiger Bone 3-dan pinnacle can use it! Initially, as long as that bastard behaved obediently and cultivated his root bone to Tiger Bone 3-dan pinnacle, I would have given it to him. However, that bastard was simply too anxious, and so, he missed out on this Dragon Transcension Pill.”
As he spoke, the Demonic Emperor Old Man generously passed the Dragon Transcension Pill over to Wang Chong.
“I’ll officially give this Dragon Transcension Pill to you. Chong-er, once you assimilate this pill, you’ll be able to reach Dragon Bone realm. After which, I’ll impart you some martial arts.”
“Thank you, master!”
Wang Chong was delighted. He thought that it would take a lot of time and effort for him to reach Dragon Bone realm, and he didn’t expect such an opportunity to come his way. To think that he would obtain the legendary ‘Dragon Transcension Pill’ from the Demonic Emperor Old Man.
Swallowing the Dragon Transcension Pill, Wang Chong felt a deep aura gushing through his body. This aura felt incomparably powerful, and there was a trace of a violent and destructive power within it.
“The pills of the unorthodox ways are indeed different!”
Wang Chong only managed to formulate this thought before he ‘exploded’. Kachacha, the crisp sound of bones cracking echoed from his body, and this very moment, all he could feel was a blazing heat searing every single cell in his body.
“Hold your breath, guard your spirit, and slowly take in the medicinal energy. Don’t move recklessly!”
An imposing voice sounded in Wang Chong’s ears.
Wang Chong’s heart jolted, and he quickly stopped all motions. Then, a palm struck his mingmen from behind, and a surge of warm Origin Energy immediately seeped into his body.
(An acupoint)
Then, from another location, the palm struck once more, and another surge of Origin Energy seeped into his body.
Under the assistance of these external palm strikes, the burning inferno within Wang Chong’s body seemed to have been quenched with cool, refreshing spring water, alleviating the searing heat.
Time slowly passed, and Wang Chong soon reached an imperturbable state.
After an unknown period of time!
“Yin! ——”
A crisp roar of a dragon sounded, and the air behind Wang Chong blurred. Vaguely, one could make out the silhouette of a flood dragon.
The flood dragon danced in the air for a moment before disappearing.
At the same time, Wang Chong opened his eyes, and a piercing light glared out from within.
“Finally, Dragon Bone realm!”
Wang Chong relaxed his arms, overjoyed.
Even though Wang Chong had only reached Dragon Bone 1-dan, there was a significant qualitative improvement to his physical condition.
He could feel energy surging through his body, and his endurance, stamina, and burst strength were enhanced greatly. His cultivation was still Origin Energy Tier 7, but his foundation became extremely solid.
“Finally, I’ve reached the realm that I was unable to break through in my previous life!”
Wang Chong thought in exhilaration. Since the Dragon Bone was forged, he would no longer be limited by his root bone as he was in his previous life.
“Good, you’ve succeeded. To be able to reach the Dragon Bone realm at fifteen, you have a boundless future before you!”
An ancient voice sounded from behind him. The Demonic Emperor Old Man’s face had turned white, and his voice was trembling in weakness.
“Thank you, master!”
Upon seeing the weak state of the Demonic Emperor Old Man, Wang Chong felt touched.
“Master, don’t worry. Even if the entire world betrays you in the future, I’ll never betray you!”
“Hehe, I’ll take your word for it then. This is the foundation formula for 《Little Yinyang Art》. No matter what cultivation technique one cultivates, one has to build on it steadily. Be it unorthodox techniques or orthodox techniques, there is nothing that can escape this rule! After you master the foundation formula, I’ll teach you the complete 《Little Yinyang Art》. Then, once you master the 《Little Yinyang Art》, I’ll impart you my true ultimate art!”
“Thank you, master!”
After taking the foundation formula for the 《Little Yinyang Art》, Wang Chong instructed Shen Hai and Meng Long to stand guard at the Purple Bamboo Garden before leaving.
…
“Paying respect to master!”
Just as Wang Chong left the Purple Bamboo Garden, at another residence in the east of the capital, several hundred black-robed men were gathered together, and every single one of them exuded a powerful malevolent aura. Facing the roof, they kneeled and paid respect to a young black-robed man whose face was concealed with a ghost mask.
This courtyard was hidden deeply amidst trees, making it impossible for anyone to notice this location from the outside.
“Listen well!”
Standing on top of the roof, with his hands behind his back, the masked black-robed young man lifted his head coldly and gazed down on the others with a look of superiority.