Food gives me an entry, I will be invincible if I stay alive

Chapter 350 The sun shines brightly, the karmic fire refines the dragon.

On the Yuancang River, the waters have temporarily calmed.

Chen Xu held the strange fish by its two dragon horns and, without the slightest hesitation, swiftly slashed the fish's belly with his Wu hook!
With a whoosh, crimson blood gushed out.

What is Chen Xu going to do?
He naturally wanted to kill the fish.

Then fry, stir-fry, stew, boil, deep-fry... let's have a whole fish feast.

"Ah!" Xie Jiang screamed in agony from inside the cage.

She suddenly charged towards the cage bars, screaming and cursing wildly:

"You scoundrel! You villain, how dare you bully me like this? A master of your caliber, relying on your cultivation, you don't go to kill those corrupt officials, but instead you want to kill my poor child!"
My child, since he was born, has never eaten a single grain of rice in this world, nor enjoyed a single day of human bliss.

Do you know how he struggled to survive before he had the chance to transform into a dragon today?
Ugh! I hate it so much, I hate it so much—"

The hatred is overwhelming.

Three thousand white hairs fluttered behind her, their shapes grotesque, each end seemingly inlaid with a ghostly head.

All the ghost heads simultaneously emitted angry murmurs, buzzing and gurgling—

Without clear words, it shook the entire sky as if it were trembling.

Immediately afterwards, the earth began to shake.

The entire city of Pingyang seemed to crumble and collapse along with Xie Jiang's cries and sobs.

In the distance, the people still on the rooftops had never seen such an earth-shattering battle and magic.
People were stunned once again.

With a soft rustling sound, the earth shook, and the houses everywhere trembled in response.

Some people clung to the protrusions on the roof ridge, unwilling to run away or hide, but instead craned their necks and opened their eyes wide to continue watching into the distance.

I was afraid that I would miss the best part if I blinked.

But everything changed so quickly.

It was as swift as a rabbit leaping and a falcon swooping, as fleeting as a white horse galloping past a crack in the wall.

Xie Jiang's angry curses were met with a sigh from Wen Daoyuan.

The great scholar once again used his brush to make a single stroke, this time a dark golden ink, like falling stars, swiftly passed through the gaps in the golden cage and suddenly landed on Xie Jiang's brow.

In the distance, most of the civilians couldn't actually understand the key to the battle they were facing.

All people saw was Xie Jiang's furious curses, which shook the heavens and the earth.

Then the old man in his tall hat and wide belt pointed his brush, and Xie Niangzi, with her three thousand white hairs and a mournful expression like a female ghost, suddenly fell silent.

In just a moment, all the tremors subsided.

The earth-shaking tremors just now seemed to be nothing more than an illusion.

The brush seals everything away.

Wen Daoyuan once again subdued Xie Jiang with his righteous energy. The golden cage failed to completely imprison her, but that drop of ink rendered all her struggles futile.

Those in the distance only heard that as Wen Daoyuan made his mark with the writing brush, he simultaneously uttered a grand chant:

"Heaven and earth were dark and yellow, the universe was vast and boundless."

Yin and Yang are infinite, life and death are but fleeting moments.

Xie Jiang, stop with the sophistry. Every grievance has its perpetrator, every debt its debtor; if you seek the wrong debtor, everything will be in vain.

If you remain obstinate, I will have no choice but to resort to violence.

Xie Jiang froze in the cage—

It's hard to say whether she's still human.

She seems not to have died back then, and she seems to still retain a human presence now.

Yet, she was surrounded by an eerie aura.

Just as Wen Daoyuan used that drop of ink to freeze her in place, her white hair, which had been floating in the air, suddenly burst into flames.

Zizizi!
Black smoke was billowing.

Xie Jiang's body was stiff, only her face was trembling wildly, and black tears of blood kept flowing from her eyes.

In the distance, on the rooftop of the East City School, Yu Zhi and the other students couldn't help but raise their questions:

"Is Xie Jiang a human or a ghost? Her appearance is truly terrifying."

Some students also praised loudly: "Good! Xie Jiang has acted so perversely, causing great disasters and harming a city, a region, a prefecture... and even the entire thousand-mile territory within the Yuancang River's flow range."

What terrible injustice has she suffered that she would want to drag all the people of Tiannandao down with her?

"If Pingyang Prefecture were completely swallowed by the flood today, wouldn't the people who perished in the torrents be just as wronged and innocent as Xie Jiang?"

Speaking of this, I am reminded of the many lives lost in the torrential rains and floods.

Among them were familiar relatives and friends, as well as strangers who had brushed past each other on the street;

Many of them were children and teenagers who had played and made noise near the school.
Even more unseen are the countless victims, whose identities and statuses are unknown, but who must have been alive and well...

The student who was speaking couldn't help but feel a surge of sorrow and resentment.

In the distant sky, Xie Jiang was convulsing in a cage, his white hair burned away.

Then, tiny black flames began to burn on her body.

Xie Jiang was in so much pain that she lost her voice and was no longer able to stop Chen Xu from dealing with the strange fish in his hands.

In truth, it was impossible for most people to see the details of all the changes happening in the distant sky.

But miraculously, after Xie Jiang was imprisoned in the golden cage by Wen Daoyuan, all the scenes inside the cage suddenly became clear under everyone's gaze.

Regardless of the distance from the viewer, it is as clear as looking in a mirror.

This was naturally due to Wen Daoyuan's use of his methods; this was the [Mirror of the Shining Sun].

Under the sunlight, the target is locked in a cage and judged by the heavens.

May all beings observe the punishment and ask the same question!
For example, Xie Jiang, who is currently imprisoned, would not suffer much harm if the people of Pingyang City watching her execution showed her only pity and no judgment, even though she was locked in a cage. However, if the people suffering at this moment harbored hatred, anger, criticism, and resentment towards Xie Jiang...

At that moment, all the forces of judgment will converge invisibly, transforming into the will of Heaven, and rush towards Xie Jiang.

It is conceivable that although Wen Daoyuan himself had profound cultivation, how could his strength alone be equivalent to that of thousands upon thousands of people?

To judge an opponent by gathering the will of the people of a city—this is the method of a great Confucian scholar!

All of this is a long story, but in reality, it all happened in the blink of an eye.

Chen Xu swiftly cleaved open the fish's belly with his knife.

The dripping blood was about to spill into the Yuancang River below when Chen Xu immediately used his Wind Summoning Technique to summon a gentle breeze.

With a whoosh, all the blood was swept up by the wind and floated in the air.

At first glance, it looks like a deep, blood-red pool suspended in mid-air.

So bright and beautiful, yet so desolate and chilling.

This strange fish was enormous. Although it had largely lost its dragon form, its body was still nearly twenty-five or twenty-six zhang long.

Its length allows it to contain as much as five or six thousand kilograms of blood.

If five or six thousand jin is not intuitive enough, then converting it to five or six million jin is enough to shock the world.

Chen Xu's ability to summon wind and lift such a massive amount of fish blood demonstrates his astonishing cultivation level.

Of course, Chen Xu's amazing performance is not entirely due to his strong cultivation level.

Most importantly, the power of the [Leaping Dragon Pill] has not yet dissipated.

After consuming the Leap Dragon Pill, one can gain the power to bind dragons and turn the tide for a quarter of an hour, but now, not even a quarter of an hour has passed.

With the help of the Leap Dragon Pill, Chen Xu is once again declaring his martial prowess to the entire world!
After today, who will dare to treat him merely as a junior or a junior?

For example, in the past, although Chen Xu was known as a prodigy, ranking twenty-fifth on the Xuan List of the Great Li Glory Record, he was always treated with great respect wherever he went.

In reality, all his honors were nothing but illusions, like flowers in a mirror or the moon's reflection in water.

Because he has no background and his own strength is not strong enough, if a top expert is determined to attack him, he may not be able to withstand it.

After all, a fallen genius is no longer a genius; with death comes the end of all things!

But today, as Chen Xu consumed the Leap Dragon Pill, a new world opened up before his eyes.

With his single-handed power to subdue dragons, he could even astound great Confucian scholars.

But Chen Xu's task goes far beyond that.

He lifted the strange fish by its dragon horn in his left hand.

When the wind came, the fish blood formed a pool of blood in mid-air.

Then, the wind became the boiler, and heaven and earth became the stove.

He then used his fire control technique.

Now, Chen Xu's fire control technique has reached level three, and the flames he summons naturally contain a trace of karmic fire power.

He then cultivated the Golden Core, which amplified the power of the karmic fire several times over.

Thus, a wisp of flame was first ignited beneath the pool of blood.

A moment later, the wind fanned the flames, and the fire roared to life.

Amidst the raging flames, the pool of blood seemed to be boiling.

In Chen Xu's eyes, the entry reveals:
The blood of the fake dragon, a massive amount of six thousand jin.

It contains abundant water essence and possesses the divine power to guide rivers. However, because it is full of impurities and poisons, this blood cannot be consumed directly; consumption will result in death.

By using the Eight Methods of Spiritual Fire and the karmic fire for refining, supplemented with a hundred catties of ten-thousand-year-old snow and a hundred talismans for the transformation of all things, and using the blood of the deer to dispel primordial chaos as a medicinal guide, one can refine a thousand catties of dragon essence blood.

If a cultivator consumes one or two ounces of this product, it can greatly open their spiritual apertures, unblock their water channels, and refine their cultivation.

Consuming one pound of it can enhance one's physique, give one skin like a dragon, and make one immune to water and fire, but there is a risk of the body exploding and dying.

If this essence and blood were sprinkled into rivers, it could summon clouds and rain, guiding water to travel thousands of miles without ever running out of power.

Dragon essence blood!

Its divine power is so great.

The moment Chen Xu gutted the fish to extract its blood, he immediately made up his mind to refine all the essence of the thousand-pound dragon.

His inner emotions were not calm, but his hand movements became increasingly calm and orderly.

The strange fish held in Chen Xu's hand did not seem to be completely dead. As Chen Xu's fire control technique deepened, the huge pool of blood seemed about to boil. The strange fish in his hand couldn't help but twitch its tail fin, as if it was about to struggle again.

Chen Xu remained completely calm.

He uttered a single word softly towards the wind-powered boiler in front of him: "Hmph!"

The flames suddenly rose several feet, turning half of the sky red.

He still held the dragon horn in his left hand, while raising his right hand once more.

The Wu hook in his hand fell suddenly like autumn water, and this time, what he directly cut off was the huge head of the strange fish!

"No! Ah..." This was Xie Jiang's last cry during the trial in the cage.

Her body was completely covered by tiny black flames, and her gaze was unfocused; she was no longer human.

She could no longer bewitch anyone; she could only utter weak cries.

At the same time, a voice rang out: "Chen Xu, stop immediately!"

The voice came from the distant horizon, grand and majestic, filled with rage.

I wonder who this expert is?

However, Chen Xu's Wu hook fell even faster.