"If you don’t believe , there’s nothing I can do!"
Ye Luo shrugged his shoulders and didn’t say much more; after all, he knew that with his qualifications and strength, not many people would believe such statents, so he wasn’t inclined to elaborate.
Anyway, the Long Family didn’t have much to do with him, and he was quite averse to that young master of the Long Family, so whether they believed him or not was of no consequence to him.
"Kid, didn’t I say before that I would give you so benefits? Today, there is a benefit in this Long Family, do you want it?"
Ao Long suddenly spoke up.
"A benefit? What kind of benefit?"
Hearing about a benefit, Ye Luo beca interested and hurriedly asked.
"Within the Long Family, there lies a piece of my dragon scales, imbued with imnse energy. Just devour it, then practice a unique cultivation technique of the Dragon Clan that I will teach you, and I guarantee your combat power will skyrocket, rendering you unrivaled in the Saint Realm."
Ao Long said confidently.
"Really? Are your dragon scales that powerful?"
Ye Luo said sowhat incredulously.
Suddenly, Ao Long felt an urge to spit blood out of frustration at this brat, except he was now in the form of a Dragon Soul and couldn’t spit blood.
"Do you have any idea that everything on our Dragon Clan’s bodies – be it dragon blood, dragon whiskers, or dragon scales – each is considered an invaluable treasure within the Martial Realm, a precious cultivation resource that all martial artists dream of? Should any appear, countless warriors would break their skulls in their eagerness to vie for it."
Ao Long spoke sowhat agitatedly, and inwardly he thought: If it wasn’t for this, would I, the Dragon King, have fallen to such a plight?
Ye Luo was sowhat stunned; he hadn’t expected that every part of a Dragon Clan mber’s body was a treasure, making them akin to Tang Monk’s flesh, perhaps even more enticing.
Ye Luo found it hard to imagine how such a species could survive; had they existed in the cities, they likely would’ve been eliminated by a group of martial artists, then turned into cultivation resources for themselves.
"Hmph, kid, I know what you’re thinking. Although our Dragon Clan bodies are treasures, in the Martial Realm, not many have the guts to kill a mber of our kind, or else their entire clan would face extermination as the consequence."
"You should know that our Dragon Clan is one of the most formidable races in the Martial Realm. Although we do not number as many as your Human Race, when it cos to true combat strength, we are by no ans inferior to humans."
"Moreover, we are the sovereigns among Spirit Beasts, able to command all manner of them. Even the few peak powers in the Martial Realm dare not covet the bodies of our Dragon Clan!"
Ao Long said with an arrogant deanor, emanating an untad and imperious Dragon Clan aura.
"What are these Spirit Beasts?" Ye Luo suddenly asked.
"In the Martial Realm, beasts that have awakened Spiritual Intelligence are called Spirit Beasts. They can cultivate like humans, enhancing their strength, and powerful Spirit Beasts can even transform into human forms to live a normal life,"
explained Xiao Ling in a tily manner.
"The Martial Realm really is mysterious and full of wonders!"
The more Ye Luo learned about the Martial Realm, the stronger his interest grew. He was eager to enhance his strength quickly and then step into that enigmatic world to see a different universe.
After all, the ultimate desire for a martial artist is to constantly enhance their martial prowess in a world that fosters such developnt. However, the current world, with its scarce Spiritual Energy and limited cultivation resources, along with the constraints of secular nations, isn’t very suitable for the lives of martial artists.
And the Martial Realm is a paradise for Martial Artists, where there are no restraints. As long as you are powerful, you can do whatever you want, and the sky’s the limit for your journeys!
There are also countless Spirit Pills and wonderful dicines, heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and resources for cultivation like Spirit Stones and Spirit Crystals.
Ye Luo naturally longed for it!
However, Ye Luo was still far from obtaining the qualifications to enter the Martial Realm; his current strength was so low that he couldn’t even compare to an ordinary person there.
"Ye Luo, what are you thinking about?"
Suddenly, a voice entered Ye Luo’s ears, bringing him back to reality, and he saw the War God standing in front of him, looking at him with curiosity.
"Oh, just thinking about so things,"
Ye Luo shook his head and said. He glanced at Long Zhantian, whose expression bore an indescribable loneliness, his vitality seeming sowhat faded. However, Long Yun was no longer in the room.
Just then, Ye Luo heard a series of footsteps coming from outside the room. His gaze swept over, and he saw a group of people walking into the room.
The leader was an old man with white hair and eyebrows, wearing a long white robe, and emitting a celestial and refined aura. His face was rosy, and he looked spirited, the picture of vigorous old age.
The first ti Ye Luo saw this elder, his whole body tensed up instinctively, feeling an enormous oppressive aura descend upon him.
Even though the elder wasn’t emitting any aura, Ye Luo innately felt a sense of oppression.
The elder’s eyes were ancient, revealing no emotion. Yet, when you looked into them, they were as deep as a cosmic black hole, making one feel like they could get lost within.
Even Ye Luo’s Clairvoyant Eye couldn’t detect the elder’s strength. To him, the elder seed unfathomably profound!
Facing the elder, Ye Luo felt like an ant before an elephant, burdened with a heavy pressure. It was the enormous suppression of strength as if the elder could wipe him out with a re wave of his hand.
"What’s the matter? Is a re presence from the Controlling Qi Realm enough to shock you like this? With such a disposition, how are you going to make your mark in the Martial Realm? It’s simply disgraceful!"
Ao Long’s lazy voice, laced with a hint of disdain, echoed in Ye Luo’s mind.
Damn! The Controlling Qi Realm!
Although he had guessed that the elder was a powerful being from the Controlling Qi Realm, actually hearing Ao Long’s words still shook him to his core.
The Controlling Qi Realm! That is the realm of beings who stand at the pinnacle of this world’s Martial Arts. It is no exaggeration to say that such a being could wipe out a whole nation with a wave of their hand, no matter how powerful your weaponry is. After all, upon reaching the Controlling Qi Realm, one could fly through the skies, with the vast world at your liberty!
These are the true Martial Arts powerhouses, each one capable of making a great nation tremble. They are the objects of admiration for all Martial Artists.
Ye Luo had never expected that he would have the good fortune to et an expert from the Controlling Qi Realm today. Indeed, how fortunate he was—so Martial Artists might not get the opportunity to et such a master in their entire lives, yet here he was in the presence of one.
No wonder the mont the elder walked in, without releasing any imposing aura, he exerted a strange oppressive sensation and pressure. It turns out he was a Controlling Qi Realm master!
But soon, Ye Luo’s eyes beca steely, and a sharp light flashed in them. He clenched his fists and radiated an indomitable air, firmly declaring to himself: One day, he too would reach this realm, and even ascend to higher realms!
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