I became a Sword Emperor in the Martial Arts World

Chapter 113 Master Ye, you went to see a woman in the middle of the night?

Before Huang Jinlong could even steady himself after landing, his eyes widened in shock: "Holy crap, Ye Qingzhou, what are you doing here?"

Ye Qingzhou glanced at the dark gold dragon marrow in the golden dragon's hands and nodded in greeting: "Just like you, I'm here to do odd jobs."

"Are you also a descendant of our ancestor?"

Huang Jinlong frowned, a sudden feeling of annoyance rising in his heart that someone had stolen the affection of his elders.

"I only knew about hybrid rice before, I never imagined that humans and snakes could hybridize. Were your ancestors perhaps surnamed Xu?"

After making a complaint, Ye Qingzhou shook his head: "Although I also relied on nepotism, I am not a Little Dragon Man."

The golden dragon first breathed a sigh of relief, then his expression turned furious: "What little dragon man? Where am I small! My thing is huge, okay?!"

As he spoke, the Golden Dragon caught a glimpse of the White Flood Dragon out of the corner of his eye. He felt the dragon looked somewhat familiar, but couldn't quite place him. Puzzled, he called out to the sky, "Ancestor? Ancestor, are you there? If you are, just say something!"

"Boy, don't be so blind! Aren't I your ancestor?"

Feng Qi stared intently at the dragon marrow in the golden dragon's hand, his eyes already brimming with anticipation: "Quickly present the treasure, and the ancestor will surely reward you."

"Are you the ancestor?"

"Genuine or genuine."

With a wave of his hand, the dragon soul of Kang Jinlong reappeared in the sky, displaying an aura of majesty and unfathomable power.

"Truly an ancestor!"

The golden dragon was a little confused and didn't quite understand the situation, but it still obediently offered the dragon marrow in its hand to the white dragon: "Ancestor, I have completed the task you assigned me."

"Very well! When I ascend to heaven and transform into a dragon, receive a divine title, and inherit the position of Star Lord, I will surely promote you to be my dragon son. At that time, in this Lingyun Cave Heaven, you will be second only to the dragon and above all other spirits, enjoying eternal bliss. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

"Thank you for your guidance, Ancestor!"

Huang Jinlong was overjoyed, and then he specifically looked at Ye Qingzhou.

That smug little look in his eyes seemed to say, "See? I'm the patriarch's most favored junior. You get in line."

Ye Qingzhou had no time to compete with the Golden Dragon for favor; his attention was entirely focused on the White Dragon.

"Hahaha, after waiting for two hundred years, today, I have finally achieved my goal!"

Feng Qi swallowed the dragon marrow in one gulp, then grabbed upwards and seized the dragon soul.

The dragon soul transformed into a pure golden torrent of primordial energy, entering the white dragon's body through the seven orifices on its head. It merged with the dragon marrow, dragon pearl, dragon heart, and dragon eyes, achieving a harmonious unity of the five energies.

The vast and boundless power was continuously drawn from the heavens and earth and injected into the white dragon's body, where it was absorbed and transformed by the five dragon essences within him.

"Hahaha, from this day forward, I can shed my dragon body and transform into a dragon, thus achieving immortality, living as long as heaven and earth, and shining as brightly as the sun and moon!"

Feng Qi's arrogant and unrestrained laughter drowned out the thunderous roars that filled the heavens and earth.

Golden Dragon also cheered from the sidelines, his expression extremely obsequious: "Our ancestor has become an immortal, his magical power is boundless, he will enjoy immortal blessings forever, and his lifespan will be as long as the heavens!"

"Hahaha, you know how to handle things, kid. I love hearing that!"

Feng Qi laughed loudly. Success was imminent, and he was in high spirits.

Encouraged, the golden dragon became even more enthusiastic, showering the dragon with praise: "Our ancestor has become an immortal, possessing boundless magical power, invincible in attack and unbeatable in battle!"

Seeing Ye Qingzhou standing there unmoved, Huang Jinlong couldn't help but give him a few words of advice: "Ye Qingzhou, if you keep acting like this, it'll be hard for you to get by in the future. You need to say more things that leaders like to hear, that's how you'll advance, understand?"

"I understand the logic, but is it really necessary to flatter a dying person?"

"A dying man?"

Huang Jinlong was shocked: "My God, Ye Qingzhou, are you out of your mind? Our ancestor is immortal, how could he be dying? Don't talk nonsense!"

Before he could finish speaking, something unexpected happened.

"ah!!!"

Feng Qi clutched his head as he plummeted from the sky, the golden light emanating from his body flickering erratically. A vast and ancient phantom slowly rose from his mind.

"No! Impossible! Why are you still alive, you old geezer?"

"Feng Qi, you did a great job."

An old yet kind and gentle voice emerged in everyone's hearts.

However, the white dragon felt only fear and despair at this moment: "Ancestor, spare me! I know I was wrong! I beg you, Ancestor, to have mercy and spare my life!"

"Alas, foolish child, things have come to this, why not die a more glorious death?"

"No! I am the Star Lord! I have ascended to heaven and transformed into a dragon! I do not wish to die!"

Feng Qi's wails and cries gradually subsided, and his spirit and will also perished.

Within his perfect, powerful dragon body, which was at the pinnacle of life, an ancient will took its place.

Kang Jinlong opened his pair of golden vertical pupils, stretched out his strong and powerful arms, took a deep breath, and felt the vitality of the world around him complement his young and vibrant body.

Ye Qingzhou clapped and congratulated, "A withered tree comes back to life, a corpse is resurrected, wonderful, wonderful!"

Meanwhile, Huang Jinlong was completely dumbfounded. He had watched Bai Jiao build a tall building, entertain guests, and feel very proud of himself. But in just a few seconds, the building collapsed.

What's going on?

Didn't Bai Jiao say that the ancestor was dead?

How come all of a sudden, how come the white dragon is dead and the ancestor is alive?

My head is a complete mess!

Who killed whom?!

And Ye Qingzhou didn't seem surprised at all?

Could it be that he already knew the inside story beforehand?

That's impossible!

I was the first one! I'm the ancestor's favorite child!

"Junior Ye Qingzhou greets Senior Kang Jinlong."

"The successor of the Sword Emperor?"

The white dragon's body writhed and quickly transformed into the image of a handsome young man with pure golden hair. He descended from the sky and stood in front of Ye Qingzhou.

"Senior, are you trying to kill us to silence us?"

Ye Qingzhou spoke in a relaxed tone, as if he wasn't talking about anything related to him.

On the contrary, Huang Jinlong was so frightened that his legs trembled. The words "silence" plunged him into panic and despair.

Kang Jinlong glanced disdainfully at Huang Jinlong, the descendant of dragon blood, before speaking: "The dragon race is ruled by the strong, and survival of the fittest prevails. Why would we fear so-called idle gossip? The white dragon tried to seize my power and cultivation, but now it has been devoured by me. This is the will of Heaven, and I have a clear conscience."

Ye Qingzhou didn't intend to use human ethics and morality to restrain a dragon. After all, the Kang Jinlong in front of him had lived for countless years and was probably much older than the current human history with written records.

Using the laws of this dynasty to slay the dragon of the previous dynasty?

You don't have to.

Seeing that he seemed to be spared death, the Golden Dragon immediately adopted a fawning expression, but his lines remained unchanged: "My ancestor has become an immortal, possessing boundless magical power, enjoying eternal bliss, and living as long as the heavens!"

Kang Jinlong glanced at Ye Qingzhou, who remained calm and composed throughout, and then at his own unworthy descendants, and sighed silently in his heart.

Lost dragon!

"You've stayed behind on purpose, so you must have something to ask of me. Speak."

Before Ye Qingzhou could even speak, the Dragon Abyss sword in its sheath flew towards Kang Jinlong, circling him several times with a constant buzzing sound, as if it were telling him something.

"I never expected that Longyuan would fall into your hands. Did Yu Shi give it to you?"

Kang Jinlong reached out and gently stroked the blade of the Longyuan sword, his eyes revealing a tender affection for the first time.

Ye Qingzhou shook his head: "I snatched it from Gui Jianchou."

"Rob?"

Kang Jinlong shook his head: "If Yu Shi didn't want to give it to you, you wouldn't have been able to keep this sword. It seems that it's because you've mastered the Heart Sword that he's going along with it."

For Kang Jinlong, descendants like the White Dragon and the Azure Dragon were no different from roadside flowers and grass in his long dragon life. Even for his descendant, the Golden Dragon, he was mostly used.

There was absolutely no genuine feeling involved.

However, Kang Jinlong clearly had a different feeling towards the Emperor Sword Dragon Abyss: "The sword soul has recovered well. It seems that my sister is quite satisfied with you."

"younger sister?"

Ye Qingzhou was surprised.

This isn't even about crossing species; Kang Jinlong is a dragon, and the Longyuan Sword is a sword.

Are they definitely siblings?

Kang Jinlong stroked the blade of the Dragon Abyss sword, lost in memories: "That great battle was too fierce. My sister took a fatal blow for the Sword Emperor and died from her injuries. However, the Sword Emperor did not want her to die like that, so he used the method of forging with the heavens and man to allow my sister's dragon soul to reside in the divine weapon, waiting for her to be resurrected and return in the future."

Unfortunately, now that even the Sword Emperor is dead, resurrection is naturally just empty talk.

"Remember to treat her well from now on."

Although Kang Jinlong was reluctant to part with it, he still chose to let go and allowed the Longyuan Sword to return to its sheath on its own.

Currently, only Ye Qingzhou has mastered the second level of the Heart Sword technique. The fastest way for Longyuan's sword soul to be repaired is to stay by Ye Qingzhou's side.

Huang Jinlong stood to the side like a lackey, his mind reeling from the conversation between Kang Jinlong and Ye Qingzhou: "Holy crap, Ye Qingzhou actually managed to snatch something from Gui Jianchou?"

"Damn it, the Emperor Sword Dragon Abyss, for which the Famous Sword Group offered a 1 billion yuan bounty, is actually in Ye Qingzhou's hands?"

"A billion! Should I report this?"

Huang Jinlong was very conflicted, but when he thought that this was his ancestor's own sister, he realized that Mingjian Group was nothing compared to her; his ancestor could probably blow her away with a single breath.

I'd better not do anything reckless and just quietly be a handsome man.

Ye Qingzhou didn't stand on ceremony with Kang Jinlong, after all, he had been lusting after Kang Jinlong's body for a long time... well, strictly speaking, Kang Jinlong's dead dragon corpse.

Snakes all have the ability to shed their skin, and powerful dragons can even cultivate the supernatural power to shed their skin, avoid calamities, and be reborn.

Kang Jinlong used this method of resurrection to shed his severely injured "dead skin" and don the true dragon body carefully crafted by Bai Jiao, thus gaining a new life.

"May I bequeath my remains to you, senior?"

Compared to the White Flood Dragon, the Golden Dragon Kang clearly possesses a much broader vision and greater ambition, given their different levels of influence.

Instead of being angry, Kang Jinlong showed Ye Qingzhou an approving expression: "Exceptional courage and magnanimity, truly worthy of being recognized by the Sword Emperor. In that case, consider this mere remains a gift; why not give it to you?"

The golden dragon glanced at the mountain of golden dragon corpses not far away and was dumbfounded.

That's a mountain of gold, a mountain of top-grade divine gold worth far more than gold itself, and you just give it away like that?

As expected of a true ancestor, his actions are truly grand!

Then Huang Jinlong secretly regretted speaking up too late. He was so anxious that he scratched his head and cheeks, fearing that if he had been a few steps later, Ye Qingzhou would have emptied his ancestor's family fortune by tricking him out of his dowry.

He immediately stepped forward: "Ancestor, what about my share?"

"Your share of what?"

"A little gift to mark our meeting."

"..."

Kang Jinlong looked at Huang Jinlong, this descendant of the bloodline, and wished he could be struck down by a bolt of lightning and be completely destroyed. It was simply a disgrace to his own dragon lineage!

But after all, they are descendants of blood, so even though there isn't much affection for them, they are still quite convenient to use.

Kang Jinlong reprimanded him with a stern face, "Didn't Bai Jiao give you a set of the 'Invincible in a Hundred Battles' divine skill before? How's your practice going?"

"Invincible in a Hundred Battles" is a top-tier divine skill of the Dragon Clan. As long as one remains undefeated, one's power can increase rapidly. It is a powerful method of sustaining oneself through battle.

At this moment, Huang Jinlong was like a poor student being asked about his grades by an elder. After giving a sheepish laugh, he could only stammer, "I'm practicing, I'm practicing."

"Hmph, lazy and cowardly, no wonder you're still stuck at the first level of invincibility. Come ask me for a reward when you've mastered the second level of victory."

"Yes, Ancestor."

Golden Dragon's face immediately fell, and he couldn't help but sigh.

To achieve invincibility, all you need to do is avoid losing.

But to achieve the state of a hundred victories, he would need to defeat a hundred opponents stronger than himself. How could he possibly win that?

Upon seeing this, Ye Qingzhou sighed that Huang Jinlong was living a life of good fortune but didn't know it.

If I were to practice the "Invincible in a Hundred Battles" technique, I would probably be able to defeat masters and kill professional martial artists at the third level as easily as killing dogs.

Of course, Ye Qingzhou's Heart Sword Secret Manual is no less powerful than "Invincible in a Hundred Battles", and may even surpass it in terms of growth potential.

Then, Kang Jinlong took out two more items and gave them to Ye Qingzhou: "This gilded jade gourd can hold Mount Sumeru within a mustard seed. You can store my remains inside. You can take it out whenever you need it."

"And this Golden Scale Emperor's Token can be used once every three days and can teleport you to Lingyun Cave Heaven."

These were all good things, and Ye Qingzhou quickly expressed his gratitude before accepting them with great care.

He understood that there is no such thing as a free lunch in the world; if you receive a favor from someone, you must also bear the consequences of that favor.

Kang Jinlong was being generous at this time because Ye Qingzhou was a rare commodity, so he made an angel round investment in advance.

In the future, he will definitely need Ye Qingzhou's help.

Ye Qingzhou didn't see anything wrong with this; it was just a matter of taking money to cut people's throats, something he was very good at.

After saying goodbye to Kang Jinlong, when Ye Qingzhou returned to the camp, he had an exquisite jade gourd hanging from his waist. It was clear at a glance that it was of extraordinary quality, making Leon extremely envious.

"Master Ye, where did you get this amazing treasure?"

"Due to conflict of interest, I cannot say more."

Ye Qingzhou didn't reveal any information about the Kangjin Dragon, and then brought up the topic of tomorrow's adventure: "Tomorrow I'll personally lead the team to challenge the Divine Feather Sword Sect again. Do you want to come along?"

Leon cried out, "Master Ye, let's not go. That lousy place has probably been ransacked by the Martial Arts Association and the military long ago. We searched it inside and out today, and there's absolutely nothing there."

"We've searched the safe areas, but what about the dangerous areas?"

The Divine Feather Sword Sect's current exploration is limited to the safe outer areas. The deeper forbidden zones are too dangerous, and even master-level martial artists, let alone professional-level martial artists, dare not venture too far.

So all they could do was toss and turn on the very outermost edge, until the sky was three feet high and they were scraping the ground until sparks flew.

Anything of value would have been packed up and taken away long ago; it would be a miracle if Leon and his crew found any treasure.

However, Ye Qingzhou was highly skilled and daring, and since he was a legitimate successor of the Sword Emperor, he planned to try his luck at the Sword Sect again.

Moreover, even if there is danger, you can arrange bodyguards in advance to escort you all the way.

Xu Yuebing then spoke up, "I also think it's worth a visit to the Divine Feather Sword Sect. Actually, earlier today, I had a vague feeling about the Sword Sect's forbidden area. However, it was too dangerous at the time, so I didn't dare to explore it further and had to give up."

Ye Qingzhou looked at Xu Yuebing. Both of them had practiced the Heart Sword, so he believed that Xu Yuebing's perception was not an illusion.

Subsequently, the other three also agreed to go on another trip with Ye Qingzhou.

Even if you don't gain anything, you can still build a relationship with the big shot.

Otherwise, if you turn the table when the leader picks up food, get into the car when the leader opens the door, and speak first when the leader is speaking, how can you survive in the martial arts world if you have such poor judgment?

Late at night, Ye Qingzhou was about to sneak out of the camp again when he ran into Leon, who was going out to relieve himself.

"Teacher Ye, where are you going in the middle of the night?"

"Let's just say we're going to find someone."

Looking for someone? Male or female?

"A woman."

"Holy crap!?"

Then Leon gave Ye Qingzhou a thumbs up: "While the red flag at home remains flying high, colorful flags flutter outside, Teacher Ye, which other school beauty from another prestigious university have you managed to win over? You are truly a role model for us all!"

Ye Qingzhou was too lazy to pay attention to this idiot, and in a flash, he disappeared into the night sky.

Yuxia Mountain, Bishuitan (碧水潭).

The moonlight that once enveloped this place had long since vanished. Yingyue lay alone, drunk on poison, gazing at her reflection in the water, lamenting, "Alas, I wonder if I can even save this lowly life of mine."

"I'll spare your life."

Ye Qingzhou descended from the sky, looking at Yingyue, whose cultivation had regressed and whose body had transformed back into a snake from its dragon form, and said calmly, "How do you feel about losing the Dragon Pearl?"

Yingyue's face was pale, and she gave a bitter smile: "There are gains and losses."

In my opinion, loss is not necessarily a bad thing.

Ye Qingzhou had personally experienced how powerful Kang Jinlong's Dragon Essence was, but he also knew that such power was something Kang Jinlong had cultivated, and no one could take it away or steal it.

"Why do you say that, my lord?"

Yingyue was still somewhat unwilling, after all, she had evolved from a viper into a dragon with the help of the dragon pearl, and was only one step away from ascending to heaven and transforming into a dragon.

Now that its cultivation level has fallen, it has transformed back into a viper. Although it can still barely retain its human form, its control over life forms remains strong, giving it power far exceeding that of an ordinary viper.

But deep down, she still couldn't hide her disappointment and resentment.

Ye Qingzhou scoffed at her idea: "Your original mental image was only barely realized with the help of the Dragon Pearl. It wasn't something you cultivated yourself. Kang Jinlong could easily kill you by sending anyone. What use is such a level?"

Yingyue fell silent upon hearing this.

Ye Qingzhou continued, "Although you have lost the Dragon Pearl, as long as you still harbor the ambition to ascend to the heavens, how can you not break through and rebuild, using your own abilities to break through your current realm and leap over the dragon gate?"

"Thank you for your guidance, my lord, which has helped me resolve my inner conflict."

Yingyue felt a sudden sense of relief and regained her confidence and fighting spirit. Overjoyed, she bowed gracefully to Ye Qingzhou.

"Hmm, will you stay here and enjoy the beauty of nature, or will you follow me into the mortal world to cultivate and seek the opportunity to transform into a dragon?"

"If my lord does not mind, I am willing to follow you and serve you day and night."

Yingyue was clearly insecure. What if Kang Jinlong changed his mind one day and wanted to kill her to vent his anger?

Kang Jinlong was too lazy to argue with her, but Yingyue didn't dare to gamble with her life.

Therefore, following Ye Qingzhou and receiving the protection of the Sword Emperor's successor became the best choice.

Ye Qingzhou also gained a master-level henchman.

(End of this chapter)