Blood Rage

After hearing Chen Feng's words, Tang San thought for a moment and asked a question:

"In battle, opportunities change in an instant. If commands are given through language, it will alert the enemy and create delays, which would be detrimental to the battle."

"That's right." Chen Feng agreed with him. "So what the Grandmaster really needs to do is to establish a spiritual connection with Golden Horn, so that Golden Horn can understand his meaning with just a thought. I remember Grandmaster said before that you could sense Golden Horn's emotions?"

"Yes, at that time I could vaguely sense Golden Horn's emotions, and after Golden Horn evolved into this state, what I could sense became clearer," the Grandmaster said.

"Oh? So, as Golden Horn continues to evolve, perhaps you and it can truly connect telepathically, and even achieve Martial Soul Possession." Chen Feng raised his eyebrows, somewhat surprised.

This is supposed to be a growth-type hero? Blazing Wyrmling Smolder, is it? Will he start destroying the world once his Dragon Study is maxed out?

"Possibly," the Grandmaster said, stroking his chin. "If that's the case, I'm afraid I'll need to undergo combat training. Perhaps that will even accelerate my progress in establishing a mental connection with Golden Horn."

"As for combat training, that's up to you. I can't offer much advice, but I have an idea. I don't know if it's feasible. Would you like to hear it?" Chen Feng asked.

What are your thoughts?

Chen Feng organized his thoughts for a moment, then said:

"As we all know, the essence of the Bloodline Sublimation Path is to enhance the purity of one's own dragon Bloodline, thereby increasing one's power. I call this type of Soul Master Dragon Blood Spirit Master. Dragon Blood Spirit Master has both human bloodline and dragon bloodline in his body."

"So, could we think about it from another angle? Could Dragon Blood Spirit Master use some means, such as suppressing their own personality, to temporarily weaken their human bloodline and activate the dragon bloodline within them, so that the dragon bloodline can release its power more fully?"

"In other words, temporarily suppressing Human Heart to unleash one's Lion-Dragon Heart in exchange for temporary power, I call this technique Blood Rage, or Bloodline Refinement Technique."

Seeing the Grandmaster stroking his chin in deep thought, Chen Feng said:

"Of course, this is just my idea, and it may not actually work. Even if it does, it could cause great harm to the body. So I suggest you try it with caution, Grandmaster. Alternatively, you could tell the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan about my idea and let them try it gradually."

It doesn't matter if the attempt fails, but if it succeeds, when the Spirit Hall launches its Spirit Hunting Operation, those sent to slaughter the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan will definitely encounter a huge surprise.

Chen Feng believed that Yu Yuanzhen would make sure the assassins from the Spirit Hall died in a very rhythmic fashion.

Faced with the Spirit Hall's Spirit Hunting Operation, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan were on the same side.

Strengthening the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan would undoubtedly be beneficial to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Moreover, the Grandmaster had helped Chen Feng a lot, and was even willing to help Chen Feng ask his father, Yu Yuanzhen, for blood. For both reason and emotion, Chen Feng could not let the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan be destroyed like in the Original Work.

Chen Feng's words made the Grandmaster think. After a while, the Grandmaster spoke:

"Xiao Feng, the technique you mentioned sounds feasible, but I'm not sure if I can do it myself. I will pass on what you said to the sect so that more talented people in the sect can try it."

"Also, I'd like to ask, was that vial of blood enough to repair your Martial Soul?"

"This blood is the highest quality I've ever seen; it can definitely be repaired, but it's still not enough," Chen Feng said.

The Grandmaster nodded; he had anticipated this outcome.

Based on Chen Feng's previous description, his Martial Soul requires the blood of Soul Master with very pure attributes.

Although Yu Yuanzhen, the Grandmaster's father, was powerful, he did not have all- Lightning Attribute Soul Ring, which caused Yu Xiaogang's Martial Soul to deteriorate and mutate.

Knowing this, Yu Yuanzhen tried his best to meet his son's demands, even if his son wanted his own blood.

"I'll find an opportunity to get some more blood later, Xiao Feng. You've given my Martial Soul new hope, and I'll help you repair Martial Soul," the Grandmaster said earnestly.

"Thank you, Grandmaster." Chen Feng bowed deeply.

It was late at night.

Chen Feng quietly got out of bed and tiptoed out of the dormitory.

After walking for a while, he called out softly:

"Uncle Tang Hao, I have something I'd like to discuss with you."

Silence reigned all around. After a few seconds, Chen Feng raised his voice slightly and called out:

"Uncle Tang Hao, are you there?"

There was still no movement around. Just when Chen Feng thought that Tang Hao had gone to sleep and was not here, a middle-aged man's voice entered his ears.

What do you want?

Chen Feng breathed a sigh of relief and lowered his voice again, saying:

"Uncle Tang Hao, I'd like to talk to you about the Four Clans."

After a moment of silence, Tang Hao's voice reached Chen Feng's ears again:

"Your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect wants to win over the Four Clans, right?"

"Yes."

"Do you think I'd agree?" Tang Hao's tone was devoid of emotion.

"You will," Chen Feng said. "It's said that the Min Clan is facing bankruptcy, and their Clan Chief, Bai He, has to borrow money to keep the clan afloat. The Breaking Clan was attacked by the Spirit Hall, and nearly half of their clan was destroyed. And then there's the Strength Clan's Clan Chief, Tai Tan..."

"Alright, that's enough." Tang Hao interrupted Chen Feng's hurtful words. "I agree."

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, all in one look!

"Thank you very much, Uncle Tang Hao," Chen Feng said, clasping his hands in thanks.

"I have only one request: treat them well and don't let them suffer any more injustice."

"Of course."

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Council Hall.

A young man dressed in blue entered, holding a letter in both hands, and knelt down on one knee, saying:

"Clan Chief, there is a letter from the Young Lord."

Yu Yuanzhen raised his hand, and the letter floated into his palm.

"You may leave."

"Yes, Clan Chief." The young man in blue left the Council Hall.

Yu Yuanzhen casually tore open the envelope, wanting to see if his son needed his help again.

Last time this kid came back, he took a whole jar of his blood. What does he want this time?

However, when Yu Yuanzhen opened the envelope and read the letter inside, his expression became serious.

"Suppress your own personality... weaken your human bloodline... unleash the Dragon Heart..."

Yu Yuanzhen frowned slightly. He casually placed the letter on the table beside him, but then seemed to remember something. He reached out and tapped the letter, which instantly turned into ashes.

He stood up and walked out of the Council Hall.

"Blood Rage... Interesting."