Deep Night Cultivation Explores Ghidorah, Ancestral Land Inquiry Raises Haotian's Doubts

Haotian sat on the bed, the air around him seeming to solidify. The feeling of being watched from outside made him uneasy.

But he ignored it, took a deep breath, and slowly closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking into his body...

"Let's begin."

As his consciousness delved deeper, he entered a strange space.

Chaos surrounded him, and silver mist slowly diffused through the air, as if the space itself was a giant labyrinth.

In the center of the mist slept a colossal creature—Ghidorah.

Ghidorah was enormous, like a small mountain, its scales shimmering with a metallic luster. Its three heads hung low, the breath it exhaled turning into gusts of cold wind that brushed against Haotian's face, making him shiver.

Haotian stood quietly before Ghidorah, his heart filled with curiosity and anticipation.

"Ghidorah, I can feel your power," Haotian said softly, his voice echoing in the vast space. "I know you are powerful, and I need your help."

However, Ghidorah showed no reaction. Its three heads remained lowered, as if it hadn't heard Haotian at all.

Haotian frowned, a trace of helplessness rising within him.

He didn't give up. He began to try and approach Ghidorah using his spirit and Chakra as a medium, hoping to touch its heart.

"I know you have your pride," Haotian continued, his tone full of sincerity. "But I am also working hard. I want to become stronger, to protect the people around me. Ghidorah, I need your power, even just a little bit."

Haotian's Chakra surged gently, encircling Ghidorah's massive body, attempting to penetrate it.

He concentrated, infusing his will into his Chakra, muttering continuously, hoping Ghidorah would hear his inner thoughts.

"Ghidorah, I know you are strong, I know you have your reasons, but I am also constantly working hard, and I won't let you down..."

His voice was low and firm. His Chakra gradually converged into a thin stream, flowing slowly along Ghidorah's scales.

Just then, a faint mental fluctuation emanated from Ghidorah, making Haotian's heart leap.

"Finally..." A faint smile touched Haotian's lips, his eyes shining with determination.

Suddenly, one of Ghidorah's heads slowly lifted, its icy gaze fixing on Haotian. There was a hint of scrutiny in its eyes, as if it were weighing something.

Haotian held his breath, waiting quietly, his heart filled with excitement and anticipation.

"Are you ready?" Ghidorah's deep voice echoed in Haotian's mind, like thunder, shaking his soul.

Haotian felt a surge of ecstasy, as if a dormant volcano within him was finally showing signs of erupting.

He increased his Chakra output, the silver mist churning more violently, and Ghidorah's massive body began to tremble slightly.

"Ghidorah, let's share this body. You teach me your abilities, and together we..." Haotian spoke excitedly, as if he could already see himself wielding immense power, looking down upon the Ninja World.

However, one of Ghidorah's golden eyes slowly opened, with a trace of disdain and contempt.

"Share? Human, you overestimate yourself." The deep voice carried a hint of mockery, making Haotian's eardrums buzz.

In the colossal golden pupil, Haotian saw boundless indifference and arrogance, as if looking at a tiny ant.

"Your body is too weak to bear my power."

Haotian was caught off guard by this sudden blow. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner excitement.

"Then... shall we sign a summoning contract? I can summon you..." He cautiously proposed another suggestion, his tone carrying a hint of pleading.

Ghidorah's three heads let out a low roar simultaneously. A powerful shockwave erupted from its mouths, violently flinging Haotian to the ground.

Haotian felt as if his internal organs were being churned upside down. A metallic taste surged into his throat, and he almost spat out blood.

He struggled to get up, his face pale.

"Human, you are too noisy." Ghidorah's voice sounded again, with a hint of impatience. "Speak again when you truly possess the qualifications to converse with me."

Haotian clutched his chest, feeling the surging Chakra within him, his gaze gradually turning grim.

"Qualifications..."

His consciousness was abruptly ejected back to reality. Haotian fell heavily onto the bed, a metallic taste flooding his throat, and a burning sensation spread from his chest.

He gasped for air, his body drenched in cold sweat, as if he had just woken from a nightmare.

Ghidorah's arrogance and power were deeply etched in his mind, leaving him feeling powerless and defeated.

"Qualifications... huh?" Haotian murmured, his eyes flashing with unwillingness.

He recalled the shockwave produced by Ghidorah's roar earlier, the ferocity and purity of that power leaving him awestruck.

"Shockwave..." A flash of inspiration struck Haotian's mind. He sat up abruptly, a flame of hope igniting in his eyes.