When Li Yan said he could cure the Corrupted Dragon's illness, the dragon fell silent. After a long while, it let out a strange laugh.
"Perhaps I slept myself stupid. After waking up, I get to hear a joke so earth-shakingly hilarious it could make heaven and earth weep."
"Even the mighty experts of my dragon clan were helpless against the corpse-yin blessing on my body. And you?"
"You little ant, you think you can cure my illness?"
It was like this.
You had an incurable disease and had already made your funeral arrangements, lying down in your coffin.
One day, an ant happened to pass by and said it could cure your terminal illness.
That was a little too ridiculous. The Corrupted Dragon felt this was the funniest, most successful cold joke it had ever heard in its life.
Was it funny?
It decided to have the joke carved into its epitaph, so future generations could appreciate it!
Li Yan's lips curled up. "If it's a joke, why not let me try?"
"Even if you don't let me, I still want to try."
Li Yan flew toward the Corrupted Dragon and plunged straight into its rotting wound.
The Corrupted Dragon froze for a moment, then bellowed in fury, "Ant, how dare you!"
It had watched this human Rogue Cultivator crawl right into its body.
For the Corrupted Dragon, that was worse than being killed. What a humiliation—an insult to its very dignity as a dragon!
Its body stretched for thousands of miles, bound by chains, began to writhe. Ignoring the pain of its flesh tearing, the Corrupted Dragon tried to force Li Yan out of its wound.
But to Li Yan, whose soul was immortal and indestructible, even the filthy blood gushing from the Corrupted Dragon's body couldn't halt his advance.
I, Li Yan, want to "treat your illness"—why should I care whether you agree?
With side effects this powerful, whether you're willing is no longer up to you!
He went straight into the Corrupted Dragon's wound and began searching for the Dragon Core.
Inside, the rotting giant dragon was like an enormous tunnel.
White bones and rotten flesh were clearly visible. Shattered blood vessels and putrid sinews seeped foul blood without end.
Li Yan got a full look at the Corrupted Dragon at its ugliest, making it so furious with embarrassment that it nearly went mad.
The proud dragon clan deserved to die with dignity, even in death. How could it let some ant wander around inside its belly?
But it tried several times and still couldn't force Li Yan out.
As for Li Yan?
He had already found the Dragon Core!
He raised the Soul Fire in his hand, illuminating the Dragon Core ahead, surrounded by dragon bones.
The Dragon Core should have been dazzling gold, but now streams of dark green poison were leaking from it.
It was precisely this poison, constantly pouring out, that had blocked the Abyss of the Netherworld leading to the Old Heavenly Court.
As Li Yan's soul plunged straight into the dark green poison, a line of text appeared before his eyes.
[Detected a large amount of corpse-yin blessing!] [Side effect: The corpse-yin blessing contains the evil power of the chaotic Nether Abyss, the opposite of Yang Si Power. This blessing was personally laid by the Ancient God Wondrous Mercy True Lord. The potent, life-filled toxins and plague surging from the Dragon Core can contaminate an entire sea!] [Side effect converted: The host is beginning to absorb this concentrated corpse-yin plague!] [Since you are in an out-of-body soul state, you may choose to strengthen your divine soul or convert the corpse-yin plague into cultivation.]
Strengthen his divine soul, or his cultivation?
Ever since learning that after ascending, he would be refined into a Golden Core, Li Yan knew that the harder he cultivated, the sooner he'd be out of the cage and served up at someone's table.
Until he found a way to break the deadlock, he had to keep a low profile. He absolutely couldn't ascend.
By contrast, strengthening his divine soul would make his Golden Body Dharma Aspect even more ferocious. His strength would increase without raising his cultivation.
Clearly, strengthening his divine soul was a sure-fire deal.
"Strengthen my divine soul!"
At his command, Li Yan's soul began absorbing the dense dark green poison before his eyes.
The dark green filth filling the giant dragon's body was slowly diminishing.
Its continuously rotting wounds were actually starting to heal!
The Corrupted Dragon, which had been enraged and humiliated moments earlier, watched this astonishing change with disbelief.
"How is this possible?"
"How can a mere human Rogue Cultivator suppress the corpse-yin blessing inside my body?"
"Even the mighty experts of the dragon clan were helpless. How can this be?"
The Corrupted Dragon's mind went blank. It couldn't understand how such a tiny human cultivator could have such a tremendous effect after entering its body.
Its rotting body stretched for thousands of miles! That dense, foul blood wasn't something just anyone could deal with.
But this human cultivator... this little bean of a Taoist priest?
"Impossible. I must be seeing things because I've slept too long."
"There's no savior. This is just a fantasy I'm having before I die."
The Corrupted Dragon refused to believe its body was healing. New flesh was growing back like tender shoots.
Its festering wounds were gradually improving, and its cloudy eyes were slowly clearing.
Its breathing grew easier, its numb body began to regain its vitality. Had it really come back to life?
With the filthy blood no longer corroding its body, new pink flesh grew over its battered frame, and its dull dragon scales gradually regained their luster.
Though its Dragon Core was still contaminated, the giant dragon had recovered through sheer force of its tenacious vitality.
It was clear that even without the Dragon Core's help, the giant dragon's natural vitality was already terrifyingly strong.
Only after all its wounds had closed did the chained giant dragon gradually realize something was wrong.
It muttered to itself, "This isn't a dream?"
"That ant really is inside my belly, and he actually suppressed the corpse-yin filth in my body?"
"How... how is that possible? Even the mighty experts of the dragon clan couldn't cure me. How did he do it?"
No matter how much the giant dragon wanted to deny it, no matter how much it looked down on human cultivators, the facts were right in front of it. It was that human ant who had finally healed its body after tens of thousands of years of decay!
Just then, Li Yan, immersed in absorbing the corpse-yin filth, felt his soul being tugged.
[Ill-intentioned individuals are approaching your physical body. Return immediately!]
Though Li Yan's soul was invincible, and absorbing divine soul power inside the giant dragon felt incredible, his physical body was still in Forget Dust Hall of the Blood Serving Sect. It wouldn't do to leave it unguarded with villains nearby.
With that in mind, Li Yan stopped absorbing the poison and found an exit inside the giant dragon, crawling out.
When the giant dragon saw Li Yan emerge from its body, it trembled from head to tail.
"You... you... how could you crawl out of there?"
Facing the giant dragon's question, Li Yan didn't think much of it. "Your soul is fused with your dragon body, so I couldn't pass through your flesh and blood."
"I had to find a wound and crawl out..."
"What's the problem?"
Only then did Li Yan notice that the giant dragon no longer sounded hoarse when it spoke. Why did it sound so girlish?
The giant dragon snapped furiously, "That wasn't a wound. That's where you lay dragon eggs!"
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