From a martial arts disciple to a god through countless trials and tribulations

Chapter 290 Each Displays Their Unique Abilities, One Candle Dragon Egg
Around the lake where the Immortal Tribulation Liquid had gathered, a group of Qi Refining prodigies stared blankly at the center of the lake where Chen Xuan had disappeared.

“Su Fuyao, if you don’t truly understand him, then stop questioning him,” Hua Liuli immediately retorted, her tone firm.

"Heh, just wait and see!" Su Fuyao chuckled, then continued to ponder how to safely and harmlessly collect some Immortal Tribulation Liquid.

Beneath the lake, divine light shone brilliantly.

Chen Xuan's entire body was covered with crystalline runes, his flesh and bones were being reshaped, and countless delicate Dao principles were interwoven. Dao rhythm flowed, and immortal energy was like mist, but all these miraculous phenomena were concealed by the milky white lake water above his head.

"hold head high!"

At one moment, a clear, painful, and regretful dragon's roar echoed softly.

Chen Xuan lowered his eyes and saw that the dragon soul mark on his wrist, which had been specially strengthened by True Monarch Fu Long, had been washed out and transformed into a hazy purple light that drifted down.

"..." A slender, shimmering white dragon shadow appeared, with a pair of delicate, cherry-pink dragon horns. She glanced at Chen Xuan with resentment in her eyes and sighed softly.

Immediately, her slender figure sank deeper into the lake, slowly dissipating in the light of the immortal tribulation, as if she had never existed.

"The dragon soul mark has been cleansed out?" Chen Xuan muttered to himself.

During the Great Battle of the Human Emperor Banner.

Chen Xuan's Heart Hall had not yet reached the fourth advanced stage, so he did not completely kill the purple-robed dragon girl, Long Ziyue, leaving a trace of her remnant soul behind.

Later, the Dragon Soul Mark must have been educated by True Lord Fu Long and became "sensible".

Long Ziyue's remnant soul not only followed him in many battles and contributed greatly, but also often helped to lick away some strange traces that seemed to be the will of "Candle Dragon" that descended from the heavens, showing great obedience.

At this moment, Chen Xuan remained motionless, watching helplessly as the persistent dragon soul mark vanished in the tribulation light left behind by the ancient immortal.

"Wow!"

He continued to bathe in the Immortal Tribulation Liquid, experiencing both pain and pleasure. He endured the agony of being reborn while also feeling a sense of transcendence, as if he were floating on air.

Immortal Tribulation Liquid can not only temper the body, but also refine the mind, making one's will more pure and firm.

At this moment, Chen Xuan knew clearly that his innate talent had broken through the chasm between immortals and mortals, and there would be no unexpected events.

"Click..."

Like the sound of an eggshell breaking, one sound followed another, incessantly, as the Immortal Tribulation Liquid continuously purified every inch of his bones and flesh.

The light of the Immortal Tribulation tempered his body, endless Dao principles intertwined, flesh and blood resonated, and purple clouds rose like mist.

The next moment, Chen Xuan shed his mortal form, his innate talent was reborn, and he stepped into a realm that mortals should not have entered!
With the dust and grime removed, the true beauty and divine countenance of an immortal are finally revealed!
"This feeling of suddenly realizing how vast the world is is indescribable."

Chen Xuan sensed every inch of his perfect innate talent. This time, he could be described as having undergone a comprehensive "rebirth," with his potential being enhanced dramatically.

He went through the Daoist Canon's limit-breaking process, more than ten cauldron lightning tribulations, and the cleansing of the immortal tribulation liquid, finally transforming his own innate bones into immortals and pushing him to the level of immortal appearance.

"This physical constitution might be barely enough to match his comprehension."

Chen Xuan couldn't help but sigh that if one wanted to improve quickly, it was not enough to just stay in seclusion and cultivate in seclusion. One had to actively participate in various major events and compete with other Qi practitioners in order to have a chance to change one's fate with half the effort.

"Wow!"

Immediately, he surfaced, his head emerging as he curiously looked around, discovering that the others were still racking their brains, trying to figure out a safe way to come into contact with the Immortal Tribulation Liquid.

So he burped, immediately pulled his head back down, and went back underwater, not wanting to attract too much attention.

However, although he moved extremely fast and disappeared in a flash, he was still discovered by others.

"A martial arts prodigy has emerged?!" Su Fuyao's beautiful eyes narrowed, and then her heart trembled violently.

Because, in Chen Xuan's fleeting appearance, with his head crackling with lightning and fire, she sensed a faint aura of the same kind!

This is a mysterious connection that only arises when two exceptional individuals meet; it is profound and mysterious, and it is absolutely infallible.

"His innate talent and aptitude have transcended the mortal realm and become an immortal."

In the distance, Wang Linyuan spoke, commenting with emotion: "The legendary event has come to life before our eyes. He has accomplished something rarely seen in history."

He was the one with the highest cultivation level in this place. In the past, he had a very steady path of cultivation, but no matter what he tried, his own physical constitution remained at the "nine-nine" number and could not go any higher, so he withdrew from the mortal world.

"I will never again comment on anything related to martial arts prodigies in advance, not even once!" Su Fuyao turned to Hua Liuli and said in a serious tone.

She always confidently evaluated the gossip martial arts kid, but the results were always completely opposite, resulting in a terrible experience.

"You seem to have said something like that last time..." Hua Liuli said, secretly deciding to write it down in her notebook and definitely include it in her storybook.

Her gaze swept over the Six Desires Heavenly Jade Book in the distance, and she had already decided on the title for her new novel.

"Buzz!"

Deep underwater, Chen Xuan summoned a page from the "Classic of Mountains and Seas: Guyao," holding it in his hand. It was like a small vortex, devouring the surrounding immortal tribulation liquid.

He was already full, and his stomach couldn't hold any more for the time being, so he was continuing to refine the contents.

"Even a fragment of the Classic of Mountains and Seas, a rare treasure of immortal level, can be swallowed directly." He was very excited when he realized that things could be done.

Because the Immortal Tribulation Liquid can not only temper the body and bones, but also refine the quality of treasures and ascend to the divine realm.

If the local creatures guarding this place were to discover that Chen Xuan not only had direct access to the Immortal Elixir, but also took and consumed it, they would surely be enraged and their hearts would bleed.

"If Your Majesty keeps you here, I will not mistreat you." Chen Xuan had previously nurtured the completely depleted Guyao Mountain several times.

"Buzz!!" The fragments of the Classic of Mountains and Seas trembled incessantly in his hands, emitting waves of excited joy, as if worshipping Chen Xuan as a rising sun.

Now, with the tempering of the Immortal Tribulation Liquid, Guyao Mountain, if not completely restored to its former glory, should at least be fully revitalized and renewed.

At that time, the seeds of the Migu tree and the pits of the flat peaches planted in the mountains may sprout and grow again!

"We need to keep some Immortal Tribulation Liquid for later use!" Chen Xuan thought to himself.

Even if Hua Liuli and Yan Yushu on the shore can collect Immortal Tribulation Liquid through some special methods, the amount will definitely not be too much. When the time comes, we can share some with them.

Moreover, the Immortal Tribulation Liquid is a treasure with extremely wide applications.

Lord Shan Jun, Emperor Yan Ming Xiao Hou, and those little monsters from the Southern Wilderness... all old acquaintances with whom we have a good relationship can also share some with them to have a taste.

"I won't go anywhere for the next day or two. I'll just stay here and cultivate!" Chen Xuan thought to himself. He had enough invitations on him, and he might be able to spare a dozen or so for Hua Liuli.

"Huh, what's that?"

Suddenly, as Chen Xuan swam underwater, he caught a whiff of a familiar scent.

"The aura of the Candle Dragon?"

In the dark, unlit depths of the white water, a purplish-gold radiance flashed and disappeared.

Alarm bells rang in Chen Xuan's mind, and he immediately swam cautiously, like a deep-sea shark, toward the source of the Candle Dragon's aura.

At this moment, the other eight Qi practitioners on the lake shore fell into varying degrees of silence.

"The youngest member, Xinzhai, has won first place. We can't be helpless and be looked down upon by the younger generation, can we? Everyone, it's time to show some real skills!" Suddenly, Shenyou laughed loudly.

Hua Liuli whispered to Su Fuyao, "Xiao Chen is making progress, let's both start doing it too!"

"Okay!" Su Fuyao nodded.

Hua Liuli immediately summoned a corner of the hazy, light-filled [Two Realms Heaven]. Standing within it, she activated the Green Bag Technique to remotely extract a drop of Immortal Tribulation Liquid.

But the milky white elixir, as if it were alive, broke free and fled in an instant, leaving a trail of light and shadow like a bolt of lightning, and quickly escaped back into the lake.

"Clang!" Su Fuyao's sword flashed, and the white sword tip accurately picked up the droplet-shaped Immortal Tribulation Liquid. At the same time, a golden core light appeared in her body, suppressing the milky white droplet of Immortal Tribulation Liquid.

The two worked together to collect the samples, which were small in quantity but safe and injury-free, so they were very busy and happy.

Nearby, the National Preceptor of Qingqu tried another mysterious Taoist technique, but failed again, leaving him covered in injuries.

"The method is wrong again!" He was slightly anxious. Then, he measured the ground with his feet and set up an extremely profound ancient formation. This was created by his family's True Lord with half a lifetime of effort. Once successfully activated, it would have a mysterious suppressive power.

On the other side, Wang Linyuan stood by the lake, pondered for a long time, then took the sword from his waist, which contained all his life's cultivation, and threw it into the lake, the sword ringing out with a long, mournful sound.

Some people first refine their bodies, and successfully achieve ultimate sublimation.

He then set out to forge a new path, refining the Divine Sword to its utmost perfection. Wang Linyuan was a swordsman of astonishing talent. About thirty years ago, as the number one on the Southern Region's Immortal Ranking, he entered seclusion to conceal his invincible worldly ambitions and escape the tribulations of the mortal realm.

"Let's test the Six Desires Heaven!" In the distance, Yan Yushu stood on the wind, summoning a small black seal. Hundreds of black jade Buddha hands appeared in the void, like lotus flowers blooming, reaching out to the lake to test whether they could "eat" some of the Immortal Tribulation Liquid.

"If you can pick up the throne, how can you not pick up this mere celestial treasure right in front of you?"

Further away, the young emperor of the Yu family walked to a quiet lakeside, suddenly stopped, and murmured: "Good fortune, good fortune, may it be as I wish!"

He closed his eyes, without activating even a trace of immortal energy, and squatted on the shore, reaching into the lake like a blind man.

The next moment, something came out of his hand.

"Huh? It's a broken bowl..." The little emperor raised his eyelids and found that he had pulled out an ancient-looking broken bowl from under the white, opaque liquid.

The broken bowl, with its blue rim and wide mouth, shimmered with a clear light; it was an ancient artifact that protected him from the harm of the immortal tribulation liquid.

This absurd coincidence happened so casually.

This is the first immortal species in the Central Plains of China.

There's no need to compete or work hard; God will naturally hand him opportunities and elevate him.

"Tsk! Would I, the Emperor, use a beggar's bowl? I don't want that rubbish."

Emperor Yu gave a disdainful review, casually tossing away the broken bowl. He thought this level of opportunity was not worthy of his attention. Then, he prayed, "Good fortune, good fortune, please grant my wish quickly."

He reached out and tried to grab it again.

He pulled out a bright and shining sword, its imposing presence as if it were newly forged.

"A sword? This sword is quite interesting." He looked satisfied and was about to tie the sword to his waist when he suddenly looked up and froze.

On the opposite bank of the lake, Wang Linyuan stared at him with a puzzled expression and a deep gaze.

"Ah! The sword you just threw away?" Emperor Yu asked tentatively.

"……Um."

"There's an undercurrent beneath the lake, and it drifted into my hand on its own... That explanation makes perfect sense, doesn't it?"

"……Um."

"...It's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!"

Emperor Yu felt that Wang Linyuan's gaze was rather frightening, so he quickly threw away the sword in his hand.

Today is absolutely the worst day ever!

Finally, he reached out for the third time, touching the pale lake water, and picked up the broken bowl he had thrown away earlier.

"Is this the end of my good fortune for today?"

He frowned and muttered to himself, then sighed, "The soft approach isn't working anymore?"

A mere bowl of chance, how could that be enough for anyone?

Immediately, Emperor Yu looked up and gazed at the center of the lake, where a peer named Chen Xuan of Xinzhai had already arrived ahead of him.

If that's all there is to it.

He wouldn't care in the slightest.

But Emperor Yu Xiao sensed a trace of... the aura of the Candle Dragon.

These are his kind.

He thought to himself: "Third time's the charm. There's been no response. If the soft approach doesn't work, I'll have to try the hard one."

"Over the years, I have single-handedly supported a declining dynasty. When it comes to real ability, I have never been afraid of anyone."

"I've been playing dumb for years, but I know everything. I was just fooling you idiots..."

Emperor Yu twisted his neck, and his clear and innocent eyes instantly transformed into a pair of majestic, cyan-gold vertical pupils, cold yet intense, looking down upon all living beings.

Emperor of an ancient dynasty.

The true dragon's eye.

"Crack!"

Immediately afterwards, he crushed the broken bowl into dust with his five fingers, which resembled ferocious dragon claws.

An ancient artifact that had survived countless ages vanished, and the immortal tribulation liquid that had splashed from the bowl splattered pure golden blood light in its hand.

Finally, his body joints exploded with a thunderous roar, his azure-gold scales pierced his skin, his spine lengthened segment by segment, and his tailbone tore through his dragon robe, transforming into a magnificent azure dragon tail.

An aura of ancient mythical beasts, as if mountains and seas had been reopened, wafted out.

"The Azure Dragon True Scripture of the Wood Virtue of the Great Yu Dynasty..." At this moment, the others standing on the lake shore felt it and stopped what they were doing, focusing their gazes on it, their pupils shrinking.

Emperor Yu Xiao is not a dragon of the demon race, nor is he an ordinary mythical beast, the Jiaolong.

Instead, it was a line that had long since disappeared...

Qinglong.

Moreover, the aura emanating from him was not that of a bloodline descendant, but rather more like that of a pure-blooded ancient spirit beast.

"Long!"

A noble azure dragon enters the celestial lake, its calamity light rippling like countless white waves.

Following Chen Xuan.

Emperor Yu Xiao also went into the water in his true form.

“He mastered the true Azure Dragon Daoist Canon, and the only ancient beast from the mountains and seas revived within his body.” Su Fuyao gripped the hilt of his sword, his eyes blazing with sword light, and said, “Yu Tianzi is not only a seed of immortality, but also a returning… remnant of the mountains and seas.”

Many people were shocked upon hearing this.

The second stage of the Qi cultivation path is to cultivate the Daoist Canon. All three thousand Daoist Canons have their own consciousness, but the consciousness of the Daoist Canon is usually vague and unclear. Moreover, after entering the cauldron, the consciousness will gradually fade away and never reappear.

Legend has it that the higher one cultivates the Classic of Mountains and Seas, the more likely one is to be possessed by ancient beasts from the mountains and seas that have never disappeared.

To be able to exhaust the mysteries of the Daoist Canon within the Daoist Canon realm, and to cultivate the true scriptures to the primordial level of ancient beasts from mountains and seas, is something rarely seen throughout history.

In fact, many of the classic texts on mountains and seas have never produced such a figure throughout history.

"The Emperor of the Great Yu Dynasty is unfathomable." The Qingqu National Preceptor of Zhongzhou and the short-haired Divine General exchanged a glance. The unreliable young emperor possessed such unprecedented achievements, but no word of it had been revealed beforehand.

Xinzhai Chen Xuan has just accomplished something truly extraordinary, transcending the mortal realm and ascending to immortality.

In the blink of an eye, Emperor Yu also displayed an astonishing ability, exploring the mysteries of the Daoist canon.

"Why did Emperor Yu suddenly enter the Immortal Tribulation Liquid Lake?" Many people wondered, because with the strength Emperor Yu was showing at this moment, he was fully capable of safely collecting a considerable amount of Immortal Tribulation Liquid.

But why did they choose to directly adopt this far-reaching tactic?
It should be understood that if the ancient beasts of the mountains and seas were to revive and return, and the news were to leak out, they would inevitably become enemies of the entire world.

"Does he really consider us loyal subordinates? Everyone's been quite loose-lipped." Grand Preceptor Qingqu murmured, then suddenly exclaimed in horror, "Or is he already planning to silence everyone present?"

at the same time.

At the bottom of the lake.

“A… dragon egg.” As Chen Xuan approached his target, he discovered a purple-gold dragon egg floating in the Immortal Tribulation Liquid. The eggshell was covered with ancient patterns, resembling coiled dragon scales, with flowing light and emanating a faint dragon pressure.

The dragon egg that appeared out of nowhere did not carry any ferocity; on the contrary, it exuded a rich auspicious and peaceful aura.

"An Yinglong egg, or... a Zhulong egg?"

He sensed a faint, familiar aura emanating from the egg, and then, with lightning speed, he grabbed it: "Take it down first, then study it slowly."

Whether you manage to hatch a baby dragon or turn it into a delicious dish, it is a priceless treasure!
(End of this chapter)