Please call me Dadaozu

Chapter 435 Harvest, Formation, Blood Corpse (4000)

"Thunder Dragon's flesh and blood?"

Fa Yan shook her head, and with her delicate hand, she handed the storage bag back.

"This is the precious blood that you obtained through your bloody battles, and my senior sister and I did not help you. How can we accept it?"

Zhang Yuanzhu stepped forward, walking on air, and arrived beside the woman.

"My two fellow Daoists will accompany me here for ten months. A little flesh and blood is nothing."

As the words faded, the young man walked past the woman and headed out into the void.

Fa Yan gently held the storage bag in her hand, her beautiful eyes slightly curved, her expression charming and gentle.

"Brother, you're too kind."

With a flick of his wrist, he put away the storage bag.

He then turned around and followed behind Chi Ying, stepping forward.

"I thank you on behalf of my senior sister."

Legal stiffened slightly, then put away the storage bag containing the dragon's flesh and blood in front of him and followed.

The three of them walked out of the void one after the other and arrived above the palace in the center of the ruins.

Zhang Yuanzhu looked down at the azure mist that had transformed into dense, scale-like shapes, and a smile appeared on his lips.

He landed and came to the Thunder Scale Aura, carefully observing it with his double pupils.

Violent, majestic, noble... it exudes various auras and the laws of thunder, making it seem otherworldly.

"not bad!"

The palm extends, radiance shines forth, and an ancient stone box appears in the palm.

Tap lightly with your fingertips.

Click!

The stone box opened, and a tremendous suction force was generated.

In an instant, the Thunderscale's malevolent energy surged and swarmed towards the stone box.

At this moment, the crimson shadow was covered by azure mist, with wisps of lightning flickering intermittently.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

As the azure mist dissipated, Zhang Yuanzhu closed the stone box and placed it in his bosom.

His smile widened, an alternative path was already prepared, so that if things changed, he would not be constrained by anyone or anything.

After all, while Yin-Yang evil energy is the best choice for him, lightning-attribute evil energy is also a good path.

Ultimately, he had been cultivating thunder magic throughout his Foundation Establishment stage. Breaking through with thunder-attribute baleful energy was the natural course of events, and there was nothing wrong with it.

and…

"In this world, the most powerful have always been people."

Zhang Yuanzhu muttered to himself.

It's just a kind of malevolent aura; it can't change anything.

With his double pupils scanning the palace, he made sure nothing was missed, then leaped up and came to the side of the two women.

"Congratulations, fellow Daoist, on achieving your wish."

The two of them clasped their hands together, their red lips slightly parted.

"Thunderscale aura is rare in the world, making it a good choice for both trading and weapon crafting."

The woman chuckled, clearly confident in obtaining the Yin-Yang attribute evil energy, and did not believe that her fellow Daoist would use it to condense evil energy.

Zhang Yuanzhu smiled but did not respond. Instead, he pointed to the Dragon Blood Thunder Fruit not far away.

"This precious fruit is a pure form of dragon blood, useful for the transformation of dragons into dragons, but not of much use to me."

"If you two fellow Daoists wish, you may pick them directly."

He has no intention of adding anything to his bloodline, not even the bloodline of a true dragon.

Therefore, the Dragon Blood Thunder Fruit is nothing more than a useless ingredient.

Both Fa Yan and Fa Ding were stunned into silence upon hearing this.

She glanced at the precious fruit, then looked at the young man. This was a precious fruit that could help dragon-blooded demon beasts transform into dragons, yet they were being allowed to pick it at will.

Such a precious item, even if you don't need it yourself, can be exchanged for other treasures.

Call ~
Fa Yan was filled with complex emotions.

Brother Dao is honest and straightforward, making him too easy to be schemed against.

“Brother Dao, this precious fruit is useful to me; a quarter of it will suffice.”

As the words fell, a streak of light landed in the woman's palm.

It was a dark purple fruit with an uneven surface, outlining the shape of a dragon's head.

Fa Yan pursed her red lips, lowered her eyes, and gazed at the precious fruit in her palm.

The free hand is raised, the five fingers come together, transforming into a palm blade.

Stab it!

The precious fruit split open, dividing into three parts: two small and one large, with a rich medicinal fragrance permeating the surrounding area.

She took out three jade boxes and placed the precious fruit into each box.

Then, he handed the jade box containing half of the precious fruit to the young man.

He then handed another jade box to his senior sister.

"Thank you for the fruit, fellow Daoist!"

“A few spiritual items are not worth mentioning.”

Zhang Yuanzhu took the jade box and casually put it into his storage bag.

Then, it landed in an empty place.

He flicked his sleeve, and a large, blood-red cauldron appeared before him.

"It was truly exhilarating to slay such a formidable foe today. Now we should drink tea and devour the flesh of a dragon."

He turned slightly to the side, glancing at the woman in monk's robes beside him, and chuckled softly:

"Fellow Daoist, would you be willing to drink with me?"

"You can do anything!"

Fa Yan's red lips parted slightly, her eyes fixed on the blood-red cauldron.

Upon hearing this, a piece of dragon meat the size of a hill flew out of Zhang Yuanzhu's storage bag and landed on the ground.

Zhang Yuanzhu clenched his fist out of thin air, and an ice blade appeared.

Stepping forward, the ice blade flashed, scraping away scales and severing flesh.

Then, they were all thrown into the large cauldron.

Fa Yan also took out various spiritual herbs as seasonings and put them into the blood-red cauldron.

Before an incense stick had burned, all the ingredients were ready.

Zhang Yuanzhu dispersed the ice blade in his palm, pressed his palm against the cauldron wall, and lightly tapped with his five fingers.

boom!
Crimson-gold flames were generated, covering the cauldron and burning fiercely.

Moments later, the hot water boiled, and dragon roars came from the cauldron. Strands of light emerged from the hot water, spreading and transforming into a pillar of light that shot into the sky.

The majestic dragon's might and the rich aroma of meat permeated all directions.

"Even Golden Core True Monarchs rarely consume the flesh and blood of a Thunder Dragon that is about to transform into a dragon."

With a sigh, Fa Yan waved his sleeves, and the dust on the ground dispersed, revealing a crystal-clear earth.

Immediately, jade plates, spiritual fruits, teapots, spiritual wine... appeared one by one.

Zhang Yuanzhu gently patted the cauldron, and pieces of dragon meat, overflowing with life essence and radiating brilliance, fell onto the jade plate.

Soon, all the jade platters were filled with dragon meat.

He withdrew his hand, glanced at the legal representative standing not far away, and chuckled softly:
"Fellow Daoist, please do not eat dragon meat, as it is detrimental to the Buddhist mind."

"The spiritual fruits and precious medicines are also quite good, and they can be helpful for cultivation."

"Thank you for the reminder, Brother Dao."

The legal gesture involves pressing the palms together and gently touching the forehead.

After a few words, the three of them sat cross-legged.

Zhang Yuanzhu picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for each person.

"We have traveled thousands of miles together, supporting each other for many years. My two fellow Daoists and I have now arrived at Leize."

He raised his teacup, his expression gentle, and spoke softly:
"After crossing Tianmeng again, we will reach the Southern Desert."

"Before achieving this goal, let us drink a cup."

Upon hearing this, Fa Yan and Fa Ding raised their teacups and gazed at the handsome young man, both of them lost in thought.

From the Ming Kingdom to the Wuliang Palace, from the Yushen Plain to the Leize Lake, so many things have happened, and so many enemies have been encountered.

The unbridled slaughter of enemies, the panicked escape, the trepidation of facing the Golden Core cultivator...

A mere few years of experience have been more exciting than decades of cultivation. Bang!
The jade cups clinked together, the tea spilled, and they drank it all in one gulp.

Then, Zhang Yuanzhu put down his teacup and swallowed the dragon meat in large gulps.

The dragon meat melted in the mouth, and streams of energy emerged, surging throughout the body.

At this moment, his physical body began to strengthen, his magical power also slowly increased, and streams of life essence dissipated, making his entire body glow, like a great sun in full bloom.

"Ah!"

A low laugh escaped his lips, and an overwhelming will erupted within him.

The radiance around him contracted and was completely compressed into his body.

On the other side, Fayan was also enveloped in a rich life essence.

The sounds of Buddhist chants are transmitted, refining the essence of life.

Zhang Yuanzhu glanced at the woman, and after confirming that she was alright, he continued to consume the dragon's flesh and refine its life essence.

Time passed, and a full day and night went by.

The blood cauldron was overturned, the jade plate was placed haphazardly, the teapot was overturned, and the ground was a mess.

Both Fayan and Fading have departed to cultivate, leaving only Zhang Yuanzhu sitting cross-legged on the ground, swallowing the dragon's flesh in small bites.

As the last piece of dragon meat in the cauldron was swallowed, the young man slowly stood up and stretched his body.

Boom~
The heavens and earth trembled, a powerful wind was generated, pushing aside tens of millions of tons of air and stirring up a sky full of smoke and dust, which was then mixed with powder by an overwhelming force.

"As expected of the flesh of a five-step Condensing Fiend Dragon, if it were all consumed, it would be beneficial to both the physical body and cultivation level."

The young man waved his sleeves, put away the blood cauldron, and surveyed the mountains and rivers.

Since he intends to refine his body here, he must prepare some protective formations.

After all, the ninth level of the Body Refinement Technique cannot be disturbed, otherwise all previous efforts will be wasted and time will be wasted.

Centered on the ruins, Zhang Yuanzhu walked around, observing the terrain at every turn.

At the same time, all the monsters, regardless of their strength, were slaughtered once the young man found them.

Seven days later, he finished observing the terrain around Leize and stood in an open space.

With a thought, beams of light flew out of the storage bag, like mountains of spiritual materials and seas of spiritual stones, covering the earth.

With a forward outstretched palm, crimson-gold light swirled and transformed into raging flames that fell to the ground.

Boom~
The flames spread, turning into a sea of ​​fire.

In an instant, the spiritual materials and stones melted, constantly twisting and changing.

Square formations and banners emerged from the flames and drifted down.

Time passed by, and five more days went by. The array plates and flags piled up like mountains.

The young man looked at the array plates and flags with seriousness in his eyes. The items used to set up the array were almost all the resources he had obtained in the battles along the way.

With a wave of his hand, he placed it into the storage bag.

As you stride forward, array plates float out and bury the earth; array flags fall and stand upright on the ground, fluttering in the wind; array patterns spread and expand from your feet, covering the vast wilderness.

From the outside in, large arrays were arranged one after another, all the way to the open-air palace in the center of the ruins.

Zhang Yuanzhu stood in the palace, his double pupils deep and profound, sensing the great array that permeated the center of the Thunder Swamp. A grin spread across his face, revealing his unrestrained nature.

One hundred and eight great formations!

He exhausted all the materials and, in accordance with the power of heaven and earth, set up a total of one hundred and eight killing formations. Now, with...

"With the Blood Demon Banner as the core of the formation, who can break it below the Golden Core stage?"

Zhang Yuanzhu extended his hand, his five fingers slightly bent, and a crimson glow emanated from it, holding a scarlet battle flag in his palm.

His gaze fell, examining the magical artifact in his palm, before he slowly released his grip.

Stab it!

Patterns shimmered beneath his feet, and the earth naturally cracked open, swallowing the battle flag.

hum~
In an instant, an invisible ripple was generated, spreading rapidly from the palace to the center of the Thunder Swamp.

Wherever it passed, array patterns flickered, array flags fluttered, array plates trembled, and beams of light rose up, only to dim and disappear.

Zhang Yuanzhu lowered his hand, placing it on the gleaming white ruler. His double pupils narrowed as he scanned the surroundings, and he whispered:

"The grand formation is complete; there's nothing to worry about now!"

The young man sat down cross-legged, but did not immediately begin body training. Instead, he began to recover from his energy expenditure.

After a busy two weeks of setting up the formation, I no longer need to worry about external threats and can now focus on my cultivation.

Streams of spiritual energy surged in from all directions, rapidly restoring the power of the expelled magic.

These spiritual energies were not as violent as before, but rather more gentle, as the great formation had completely neutralized the violent aspects of the spiritual energy.

In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the young man had fully recovered.

He rested his chin on his hand, his eyes filled with thought.

This time, after slaying the Thunder Flood Dragon, we obtained the Dragon Blood Thunder Fruit, which is extremely precious. However, it cannot be used on ourselves. So, is there any other use for it?

"Should we let Big Yellow swallow it, or find a demonic pet?"

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Yuanzhu shook his head.

The Qilin bloodline that Dahuang possessed was completely separated, so there was no need to add dragon blood to it.

As for finding a demonic pet to cultivate, it would be too time-consuming, and he didn't have the leisure for that.

The young man frowned slightly and gently swayed his hand.

A pitch-black coffin flew out and landed on the ground.

His eyes were deep and unfathomable, his hand stroking the coffin, feeling the coldness emanating from his fingertips:
"If a refined corpse can consume the flesh and blood of a dragon, it will possess dragon blood and can naturally consume the precious fruit."

This corpse, which he obtained by chance, has already followed in his footsteps quite a bit. Even though it has consumed a lot of flesh and blood, it is still growing slowly.

Could we try transforming into a dragon? After all, the purer the dragon blood, the faster the cultivation speed. Plus, corpse refining itself can devour flesh and blood to increase cultivation...

After some thought, I no longer hesitated.

Crunch!

The coffin lid opened, and a blood-red figure sat up from the coffin, staring directly at the young man.

The next moment, his spine bent, his head drooped, and he was respectful and submissive.

Zhang Yuanzhu remained indifferent, flicking his fingertips, and a jade bottle containing the precious blood of the Thunder Dragon floated out, hovering above the corpse's head.

A thought came to my mind.

Bang!
The jade bottle shattered, spilling its precious blood.

Sizzle~ Crackling~
Flesh and blood dissolved, the corpse's aura dissipated, and the refining corpse kept growling, yet it remained kneeling firmly in the coffin, afraid to move.

The blood of a dragon, being extremely yang and powerful, is inherently restraining yin and evil things like corpse refining. In addition, the dragon is associated with lightning, making the damage even greater.

Zhang Yuanzhu stared at the boiling dragon blood, as if it were hot oil being poured into cold water.

He raised both arms, his five fingers shifted, and he unleashed a series of hand seals.

Roar!
The blood corpse roared, opened its mouth and inhaled, swallowing all the precious blood, and began to refine it with all its might.

In an instant, the aura of the corpse began to decline and weakened over time.

After an unknown amount of time, the blood corpse stopped roaring, and a peculiar aura emerged from the sinister aura emanating from its body.

"Success!"

Zhang Yuanzhu sensed the dragon blood added to the refined corpse and nodded slightly.

This was the first step taken after all; his talent for corpse refining was indeed quite good.

He reached out his palm, and a jade box appeared in his hand. He lightly touched it with his fingertips.

Click!

The jade box was opened, revealing half of a dark purple precious fruit.

Without hesitation, he took out the treasure fruit and threw it over.

The corpse roared and swallowed the Dragon Blood Thunder Fruit in one gulp.

Boom! Roar!
Thunderous roars and howls of corpses rang out simultaneously, and the skin of the refined corpses twisted and deformed.

Immediately afterwards, streaks of blood-red lightning emerged from his body, dazzling and blinding.

The head and limbs began to change, and blood kept splattering from the corpse.

Zhang Yuanzhu observed every transformation of the refining corpse, occasionally pulling it back from the brink of self-destruction.

Time passed by, and about three days went by.

The roar faded, the crimson lightning dissipated, and a burly figure stood in the coffin, exuding a powerful and violent aura.

It was a creature covered in blood-red scales, with dragon horns on its forehead and a head full of blood-red hair.

His eyes were bloodshot, eerie and cruel.

Zhang Yuanzhu rested his chin on his hand, carefully examining the blood corpse that had refined the treasure fruit, and a smile appeared on his face.

"The dragon blood is pure, the talent has become stronger, and even the evil energy in the dantian has collapsed downwards. This corpse has the potential to break through to the Golden Core stage."

"All that effort wasn't in vain!"

(End of this chapter)