Am I the only good person in this cultivation world?

Whether the dragon, this legendary spirit of the clouds, still exists in this world is impossible to verify. We can only catch a glimpse of it in picture books or ancient murals.

But this drop of essence blood before us cannot be faked!

Yao Han was absolutely certain that this was a drop of essence blood from a true dragon, or at the very least, true blood nourished within the body of its offspring, otherwise the true qi within his body would not have reacted so violently!

Gazing at the red dragon shadow struggling incessantly in his hand, Yao Han's eyes burned with fervor, and his heart trembled deeply.

But at the same time, a problem arose in front of him.

Originally, he intended to seal it away and make further plans later.

But that won't work now. He's already used up all his magic power just to suppress this drop of essence. Since these talismans are useless, he has no way to seal it right now.

Once the magic power is exhausted, you can only watch helplessly as it flies away on its own.

Yao Han was left with only one option.

That is to directly refine it using the Dragon Qi Technique, making this true blood a part of strengthening true qi!

This was a risky move; he wasn't fully prepared and could only rely on himself.

But he was even more unwilling to let this incredible opportunity slip away.

"Let's go then!"

Yao Han gave a silent shout, and the true qi in his body moved to his palm at will. He then clenched his right hand and absorbed the true blood into his body!

A sharp pain that went deep into his bones came from his right wrist and then spread to all parts of his body. A thin layer of sweat instantly rose on his forehead. He gritted his teeth and tried to merge his true qi with the drop of essence blood according to the method recorded in the Dragon Qi Technique.

It's easier said than done. This legendary dragon blood is very different from the blood of ordinary demon beasts. Although it has been sealed in the Earth Fire Amber for a long time, it still has a spirit, as if it were still alive. It runs around in the meridians of its body, stirring up the magic power in the body into chaos.

Two streams of blood spilled from the corners of his mouth. The intense pain made Yao Han's ears ring, but he still gritted his teeth and concentrated all his energy on looking inward at himself. While maintaining the stability of his magic power, he moved his true qi to surround and block him. The red shadow and the white light chased each other in his meridians, as if they were staging a chase battle.

Fortunately, he had already cultivated the Dragon Qi Technique to the second level of perfection, and his physical strength now far surpasses that of other Qi Refining cultivators of the same level. Otherwise, the moment the true blood entered his right arm, his entire arm might have exploded under that powerful force.

From the outside, he looked as if he were frozen in place, unable to move, sweating profusely all over his body, with occasional glints of light flowing across his skin.

Xiao Yuan had recovered and was now anxiously circling around Yao Han, his snake-like eyes filled with worry, unsure of what to do.

If we compare the magical power within his body to a pool of water, then this previously calm and still pool has now been stirred up by this blood-red little dragon, creating towering waves.

The blood that slid from the corner of his mouth stained Yao Han's front completely red. He had no way out now; success or failure depended on this one move. If he couldn't completely refine it, he would die from his body exploding!

All distracting thoughts were cast aside, with the sole objective of stabilizing the arrogant and rampant little dragon. In the turbulent and trembling pool, a golden sword and a small shield slowly took shape. Although their surface light flickered and they appeared unstable, they followed closely behind the true qi and joined the encirclement.

Next, there was the little figure formed from Yao Han's divine consciousness. The powerful divine consciousness, tempered by the Soul Building Record, came in handy at this moment. This little figure of divine consciousness had a clear and solid appearance, as if it were an avatar of his main body.

The divine consciousness clone leaped over the sword and shield at an astonishing speed, using true qi as a springboard, like a warrior braving the wind and waves. With its arm raised, a transparent, winding whip shadow grew and spread out from its body, dancing several times in mid-air before forcefully striking the menacing blood dragon!

Under the restraint and pressure of divine sense, this essence blood was forced to pause for a moment, but that moment was enough!

The white true qi, surrounded by the golden sword and shield, finally got its chance. The smoke rose up, like a giant open hand, and with a bang, it grabbed the blood dragon in its hand!

The moment the true blood enveloped him, a glint flashed in Yao Han's eyes, and a slight smile finally appeared on the corners of his mouth, which were soaked in blood.

This "blood dragon" was still struggling. It kept surging and roaring in the true qi. The white smoke cloud contracted and expanded again and again in the endless impact. It trembled and shook incessantly in the meridians and acupoints. It was as if a giant drum was beating inside the body. The drum sounded loudly and the bones in the body vibrated and resonated.

Yao Han was still feeling unwell, but at least he could move now. He quickly took out two bottles of good quality pills from his storage bag, poured them into his mouth, then closed his eyes and sat cross-legged.

What followed was a long and drawn-out battle.

He used all three techniques—Blazing Light Technique, Soul Building Record, and Dragon Qi Prosperity Technique—to the limit of what he could do, spending a full hour to finally "drag" the true blood into his dantian.

It was still roaring, but as its magic power and true qi were consumed, its struggles became weaker and weaker. Sword shadows flashed, light shields shifted, divine sense suppressed, and white qi burned. The dragon soul will on this true blood was constantly refined and worn away, merging with a strand of Yao Han's original essence blood, gradually becoming a part of his body.

At this point, we're halfway there. The next step is to continue refining and fusing the energy according to the methods in the Dragon Qi Technique.

Now that things had come to this, Yao Han decided to press on and completely refine it.

He separated a wisp of his divine sense and used a sound transmission talisman to communicate with Lan'er and the others, informing them that he was at a critical stage of his breakthrough and would need to remain in seclusion for several more days, and that they should not be disturbed.

Then, he picked up a superior-grade spirit stone and began the long process of refining it...

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This seclusion lasted for seven days.

The discarded spirit stones and empty medicine bottles piled up at Yao Han's feet had formed a small mountain.

He sat quietly among the spirit stones and medicine bottles, without any fluctuation of magical power, his eyes closed and his breath faint, as if he were dead.

Xiao Yuan sat cross-legged on a small table not far from him, staring at him without blinking.

A man and a snake sat facing each other, silent and still, just as they had been yesterday.

Like two lifelike sculptures, placed in a dusty guest room.

On the eighth day, as the warm sunlight shone through the window paper onto Yao Han's somewhat pale face, his eyelashes trembled slightly.

Upon noticing the commotion, Xiaoyuan suddenly stood up from the table.

Those trembling eyelashes were like a flame igniting a candle, and Yao Han's aura was like a raging fire, constantly surging and boiling, burning fiercely!

His eyes snapped open, and golden light blazed forth from his pupils, soaring fiercely into the sky!