One person established a clan

Chapter 163 Uncle, help me

"The Soul Nourishing Pavilion?"

Su Cheng's eyes flickered slightly as he focused his mind on the Immortal Sect's space.

There stood an ancient pavilion, shrouded in a misty white fog, as if a soul-like light flowed within it.

【Soul Nourishing Pavilion (Quantity: 1)】

[Can absorb and refine unclaimed souls]

[Can enhance and nourish one's own soul power, and repair soul injuries]

"Are there more soul-related functions that require a higher level to unlock?"

Su Cheng seemed to be deep in thought, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Although there is only one Soul Nourishing Pavilion for the time being, at least there is a way to refine soul power, so we no longer have to watch our pure soul power dissipate.

It is undoubtedly of great benefit to cultivation.

“Apart from that.” He glanced at the other changes, nodding in satisfaction from time to time.

But when he caught a glimpse of information related to the puppet, his expression became subtle.

The scope and extent of potential modifications have been further enhanced.

Su Cheng rubbed his temples.

Aside from the status switching, this function seems to be used primarily to enhance the experience during dual cultivation.
Once his mind had left the Immortal Sect, he looked again at the puppet nestled in his arms.

The flush on her face had faded somewhat, but her beautiful eyes were still brimming with tears, making her look quite charming.

".Um?"

Su Cheng scanned the puppet with his divine sense and sensed that it had changed again.

Her legs appeared fuller beneath the skirt, outlining a rounded curve when she knelt.

The navel mark hidden beneath the robes appeared even more alluring, and with a gentle touch of the palm, it seemed to exude a sweet floral fragrance.

"I wonder what it will look like when the pattern on the navel is fully open."

He sighed briefly, then looked around to focus.

As his divine sense spread outwards, he quickly made a thought: "Absorb."

Strands of dark soul power drifted slowly from the dragon's body and flowed into Su Cheng's palm.

[Absorbing unclaimed remnant souls. Refining, purifying, and feeding back to the source.]

Excess soul power is stored in the Soul Nourishing Pavilion. The storage unit is quantified into an equivalent amount of spiritual energy.

[Pure Soul Power: One]

"hiss!"

A cool sensation suddenly surged into his mind, and Su Cheng shuddered.

In just a moment, my senses were clear and my mind was refreshed.

"The effect is really good!"

Now that the number of training rooms has increased to thirty, the speed of cultivation progress has skyrocketed as a result.

"It's just a pity that the absorption of soul power is a bit slow for now."

However, as the number of Soul Nourishing Pavilions gradually increases, the speed will naturally improve.

Su Cheng pondered for a moment, then turned his head and ordered, "Go back to your original place and absorb the soul power that you scattered in your previous life."

The white dragon quickly nodded, its body spiraling upwards, and in an instant, it flew several miles away.

Su Cheng then expanded the absorption range to several feet around his body to prevent Fu Luo from being disturbed by the dragon soul.

"What remains is—"

He stared at the dragon jade, its surface shimmering with mysterious light, a burning desire flashing in his eyes.

[Forging Room Level Upgrade] [Materials Detected: Mysterious Dragon Jade, Wild Mountain Spirit Iron, Heart-Melting Stone, Marrow Cleansing Stone]

[Dragon Azure Sword, can be further enhanced]

Boom——!
Inside the palace, brilliant light burst forth, and a deafening roar shook the heavens.

Several figures were sent flying backward, sliding more than a hundred feet before barely managing to regain their footing.

"cough!"

The crown prince, his hair disheveled, leaned on his shattered sword, a trickle of blood escaping from the corner of his mouth.

He stared intently at the center of the palace, and as the smoke and dust cleared, the terrifying dragon shadow gradually dissipated.

"It's done!"

After many long and fierce battles, and by pooling everyone's strength, they finally defeated the dragon shadow!
Wang Zichen and the others in the distance collapsed to the ground, covered in blood and sweat, as if they had survived a catastrophe.

They knew the trial would be difficult, but they hadn't expected their opponents to be so formidable.

If it weren't for the abundance of elixirs, he would probably have already perished.

"Not bad!"

The dragon phantom was unconcerned about the shattered soul image, and simply looked down and laughed: "There have been twenty-three batches of people who have tried this trial. You are the fourth batch to succeed. You do have some skill."

The Crown Prince and the others were startled upon hearing this.

The fourth batch?
So, it seems that three groups of people have already defeated this terrifying dragon shadow?
"They must be those old monsters from the Spirit Profound Realm."

"The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is scarce nowadays, so it is truly remarkable that you have been able to cultivate to such a level."

The dragon surveyed the crowd and said meaningfully, "You may freely take any of the many rare and precious materials buried deep within." Before it finished speaking, the illusory figure completely dissipated, transforming into a wisp of soul that quietly disappeared into the depths of the palace.

Looking back with his divine sense, he saw that the cultivators were all struggling with their injuries as they came to search for treasure, and the white dragon's divided soul couldn't help but sneer inwardly.

"Humans are still so foolish."

It not only helped it break the seal, but also added fuel to the fire for its rebirth.

Moreover, they were all seriously injured, unable to unleash even 30% of their cultivation and power, and had no power to resist.

These people are now severely injured and have lost more than one-tenth of their strength. Once it recovers, everyone in the secret realm will be doomed!
"Even those three Spirit Profound cultivators are nothing to fear."

The fragment of his soul darted into the spiritual vein pillar and submerged into its depths. "That human man, though only at the Danxuan realm, is rather unfathomable. Perhaps I should temporarily avoid his advance and return to my master only after I've fully recovered... Hmm?"

It suddenly paused.

Owner?

Why did I address that human man as "master"?

While the divided soul was in a daze, it had already entered the Dragon Tomb space, but suddenly realized something was wrong.

"I can't sense the main soul, what exactly happened—?"

It suddenly saw the enormous dragon shadow coiled below and stared in disbelief. "That...that's me?!"

The white dragon's phantom seemed to sense something, and looked up at the sky.

Upon seeing a fragment of the soul descending from the sky, the dragon immediately opened its mouth, unleashing a surge of powerful suction!

"No, this isn't 'me'! How could I possibly become this—"

The divided soul struggled in terror, but was swallowed whole by the white dragon phantom in the blink of an eye.

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Suddenly, all around fell silent, and the howling wind and waves abruptly ceased.

The white dragon phantom let out two satisfied growls and continued to devour the surrounding remnant soul fragments as Su Cheng commanded.

"Um"

Flora slowly opened her eyes, gazing at the starry night sky with a slightly dazed expression, and stared blankly for a moment.

She struggled to sit up, and in a daze, she caught a glimpse of the black veil beside her, her breath catching in her throat.

Her expression suddenly cleared, her eyes turned cold, and she turned her head to look at Su Cheng beside her.

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But after a long silence, he swallowed his words back.

".That's all."

She noticed that her internal injuries were improving, her pale face showing a complex expression, and she clutched her veil and sighed softly:

"His understanding of Wenyou Mountain is limited, and he is unaware of its rules, which is understandable."

A sudden surge of inexplicable heat rose within her, causing Flora's delicate body to tremble violently.

She instinctively pressed her hand to her chest, a flicker of panic crossing her dark red eyes.

"This, this is."

The cultivation technique taught by his aunt was operating on its own, quietly absorbing the dragon souls from the surrounding area.

However, this soul power is as scorching as poison. As soon as it enters the body, it is like a fire igniting in a cold cave, and the whole body softens as if ice and snow are melting.
"How could this be?"

Flora bit her lip, her eyes filled with struggle, and for the first time, she began to hate her own innate constitution.

It was fine when I was cultivating in the past, but now my body is already weak, and I am being stimulated by both the cultivation method and my physical condition, which is really unbearable!

"Young lady, are you awake?"

Su Cheng's voice suddenly rang out.

Flora's pupils contracted sharply, and she turned around in alarm, meeting his gaze.

"I was just adjusting my breathing, you...?"

Su Cheng raised an eyebrow: "Your face suddenly turned red, is there something wrong?"

Flora's lips were pressed together until they turned white.

The intense heat surged into my consciousness, my cheeks flushed, and my vision gradually blurred.

But she still clung to a sliver of clarity and whispered, "I'm alright."

"You don't look like you're alright."

Su Cheng's brows furrowed, and he reached out, saying, "Let me check for you."

Flora was startled and was about to wave her hand to refuse, but before she could say "no," her fair wrist was instead flung into Su Cheng's palm.

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The moment their skin touched, the girl suddenly closed her lips tightly, lowered her head, and almost buried it in his chest.

She curled up and trembled slightly, her legs pressed tightly together beneath her black robe.

Su Cheng was slightly puzzled, and took the opportunity to examine the meridians. After a moment, his expression turned strange:
"Young lady, would you like to rest for a while?"

"I can still endure it."

Flora slightly raised her head, exhaling a hot breath. Her dark red eyes misted over, and she murmured in a trembling voice:
"But... I might need my uncle's help."

(End of this chapter)