Ge Huolang Obtains the Dragon Transformation Chapter

Ge Xian heard the call and quickly strode towards the battlefield, which was in disarray, strewn with flesh and blood.

Along the way, he passed the seven or eight villagers who had eaten the mutated flesh and blood, had their bellies cut open, and were still wailing.

As he felt pity, he also pondered the hasty words the Two Ghosts had uttered earlier.

The meaning of those few sentences, and even the secrets behind them, were not difficult for Ge Xian to guess.

"First, they stopped feeding the county residents the obviously problematic Taisui Grains, and then they instructed to keep the flesh and blood of the Outsiders pure."

"Heh, it's not easy to sell polluted humans, is it?"

"Whether the buyers are the Ghost Clan, the Dragon Nest, or someone else, they probably all have the same requirement: pure flesh and blood."

By the time he finished guessing, he had already arrived before the Two Ghosts and the group of Evil Cultivators.

He maintained a humble smile on his face while bowing to the two powerful Ghoul spirits and the dozens of Evil Cultivators from the wealthy families in the city.

As he moved, he also quietly released a trace of "enchantment" aura.

That's right!

Ge Huolang was playing dirty tricks again.

With his previous experience dealing with Yelü Yuyan and the Fox Whore named Chun Niang, Ge Xian knew that his talent was indeed very useful.

If used harshly, it could reverse the situation and kill some dangerous foes.

If used lightly, it could gain the favor of almost all living beings without anyone noticing.

This reminded Ge Xian of the "Charm Value" settings in some online games from his past life; they were quite similar.

Indeed, when he finished his bow, he clearly felt that at least half of the hostile gazes among the Evil Cultivators had gradually disappeared. They inexplicably decided not to bother with this peddler trying to share their spoils.

And the Two Ghosts, who had decided to use and hide Ge Xian well, seemed to feel guilty and each gave Ge Xian a piece of advice:

"Kid, we were able to slaughter these Aquatic Monsters without any casualties this time, and you deserve the main credit. So, we'll allow you to pick one item from these spoils first."

"That [Clam Pearl] is the rarest. The Clam Spirit had accumulated Water Yin Qi in it for a long time, and then it was refined and polished by Governor Wei, infused with Essence and Blood Qi. A wisp of Black Water Yin Qi has already been born within it... If you obtain it and absorb it into your body, as long as you can pass the [Rejection] trial, you can begin cultivating tonight. I can vouch for giving you that page of the Blackwater Fragment as well."

"The [Rejection] trial is not easy to pass. Most of those who wish to begin cultivating die here. If you don't want to take the risk for now, you can choose that spear. Governor Wei, that dog, somehow got his hands on a West Sea Whale Horn and forged it into a spear. Its power is not weak; it pierced my brother and me several times. You can take it for self-defense."

Upon hearing this, Ge Xian immediately concluded.

These Two Ghosts were not good spirits.

They were very hypocritical and not genuinely offering advice.

Anyone with a little bit of wit could tell that these two were clearly eyeing him.

As the other Evil Cultivators in the field scanned the spoils of war with their eyes, quietly making their selections, they deliberately avoided these two treasures.

Ge Xian naturally wouldn't court disaster, and besides, he hadn't intended to choose the Clam Pearl or the Whale Spear in the first place.

As he approached the pile of bloody, messy "spoils of war," his Supernatural Perception, which had been constantly active, throbbed wildly, reminding Ge Xian which item among the assorted things was the most precious.

With this guidance, Ge Xian had identified his target from the very beginning.

Even though he still didn't know what made the item so valuable, he was determined to take it.

He pretended to browse, scanning the items with his eyes, and then spoke:

"I truly don't dare to easily step into cultivation. I have no confidence in passing the trial of [Rejection]. I've heard many brave souls have died on it."

"But that [Whale Spear] looks too heavy. It would be a struggle just to lift it, how could it protect me?"

"I think this item is quite suitable for me."

As he finished speaking, Ge Xian leaned forward, disregarding the bloodstains, and directly took a very strange, Scarlet Turtle Shell.

Of course, it could also be called a turtle corpse, as a large amount of rotten turtle flesh still clung to it.

Among the many spoils of war, this item was rather unremarkable.

The Two Ghosts and the other Evil Cultivators, seeing his "sensible" choice, all nodded in approval.

Among the Evil Cultivators, the Wang Family Eldest Daughter-in-law, who was suspected of practicing a Bizarre Martial Art, Bone-Melting Palm, kindly said:

"Little brother has discerning eyes. This monster is called a [Winnowing Basket Turtle]. It has no head, no tail, no limbs, and is dull-witted with no intelligence whatsoever. It only has hundreds of small mouths for sucking blood. If it encounters someone falling into water, it will instinctively approach and, within a few breaths, can drain all the blood from an adult human."

"If you take this turtle shell, after returning to the city, spend some money and resources to have someone polish it for you. It can serve as armor to protect yourself."

"Thank you for your guidance, sister. Your brother will remember it in his heart."

This Ge Xian fellow could not only charm and Cai Bu, but he also had a very sweet tongue.

In just a few sentences, he had coaxed the Wang Family Eldest Daughter-in-law, who practiced an evil art, into smiling broadly.

At the same time, the Two Ghosts and the other Evil Cultivators also smoothly divided the spoils of war. Each reaped a bountiful harvest and was in excellent spirits.

The long-stalled procession resumed its journey back to the city.

When they arrived, Ge Xian was with the peddler caravan. Upon returning, however, he had no choice but to mingle with the guard contingent.

The reason was simple: "It is inequality, not scarcity, that breeds discontent."

They were all peddlers brought here for propaganda. Why should only you have achieved great merit and received rewards? Furthermore, this Young Peddler had the audacity to associate with those Ghouls and Evil Cultivators. The peddlers and traveling merchants all regarded him as an outsider. They dared not openly resent or gossip about him, but estrangement was inevitable.

On the surface, Ge Xian feigned distress, but inwardly, he chuckled, "I never expected that although my career as a spy, which relied on selling information, collapsed halfway, I've somehow managed to infiltrate the enemy's ranks by chance."

With that thought settled, Ge Huolang shamelessly continued to employ underhanded tactics.

Using his Charm Value, which could make people lower their guard and feel favorably disposed towards him, Ge Xian took the opportunity to ask the group of Evil Cultivators, and even the two Ghoul Generals, various common questions related to cultivation.

This was all about using the Young Peddler, who possessed rare perceptive talents, to complete his mission!

The Two Ghosts had already informed the cultivators beforehand.

Seeing him earnestly seeking guidance, everyone did not conceal anything and selectively answered many of his questions.

For a time, Ge Xian's knowledge increased greatly.

Compared to Hong Buyi, the Five-Bag Elder of the Beggar Sect, the two Ghoul Generals present, along with the cultivators nurtured by the various influential families in the city, each held a higher position in the Cultivation World. Naturally, they knew more, and their conclusions were more authoritative and credible.

Ge Xian frequently felt enlightened, and the mysterious veil of the Cultivation World was lifted a little further.

After all, he was sensible and knew when to stop. Before falling silent, he subtly guided the conversation.

As expected, the Two Ghosts and the other Evil Cultivators became more talkative, directly engaging in a lively discussion about world affairs and various secrets of the Cultivation World.

The more Ge Xian listened, the heavier the gloom in his heart became.

From their words, it was not difficult to understand that the current [Dayuan Dynasty] was in a truly miserable state.

With smoke from battles everywhere and rebel armies appearing in all directions, it was bad enough, but there were also numerous evil god lineages like the Eternal Life Cult and the Pure Land Cult running rampant.

In addition to this, major provinces were also plagued by frequent natural disasters and continuous calamities.

The end of a dynasty!

These four words were the most fitting description.

As he listened, some of the conclusions Ge Xian had previously speculated were gradually confirmed:

"First, almost all cultivation paths in the world, starting from the Dao Entry Realm, are geared towards becoming non-human... The more non-human one becomes, the more powerful."

"Second, I don't know about previous dynasties, but the Dayuan Dynasty is a supreme demon dynasty. From the emperor and prime minister to the provincial governors, down to minor officials like county magistrates, all are demons who have achieved success in cultivation, at least at the Foundation Establishment Realm capable of manifesting a demonic body... It can be said that those who are not demons cannot hold office in the Dayuan Dynasty."

"Of course, this statement is a bit extreme. After all, not all officials who have transformed into non-human beings are as greedy and cruel as Lu Hualong. At least within the [Myriad Laws Sect], there are many benevolent spirits, such as the Myriad Laws Celestial Pivot Prime Minister, who is known as omniscient and is suspected to be Bai Ze."

"So, the correct statement should perhaps be changed to: Those whose cultivation is not strong enough cannot hold office, nor can they rebel."

Besides these, Ge Xian also heard some interesting anecdotes.

In fact, the protagonists of two or three of these anecdotes were among the Evil Cultivators beside him.

For example, the Wang Family Eldest Daughter-in-law, whom Ge Xian had sweetly called "Sister" all the way, her husband died suddenly of illness on their wedding night. She was destined to live a lonely life, but unexpectedly awakened a certain talent. She was then favored by the Wang family and sent to the secretive and low-key [Ancient Tomb Sect] to learn the Bone-Melting Palm before returning.

Perhaps it was a handsome Evil Cultivator named "Xu Bai Lian," the young master of the Xu family, a wealthy gentry in the city. He was exceptionally good-looking and had caught the eye of a powerful female cultivator from the provincial capital. Rumor had it she was in the Spirit Connection Realm and followed the [Nine-Headed Witch God] of the Flesh God lineage within the Myriad Laws Sect, possessing formidable cultivation.

Xu Bai Lian willingly became her male consort for three days. Not only did he easily overcome the Rejection, but he also gained numerous benefits. Among the evil cultivators, his cultivation ranked in the top three.

Compared to the tribulations of leaving the city, the returning refugee party had swollen dozens of times over, yet the journey back was unexpectedly smooth.

The Qiantang County yamen, having received the news early, had prepared thin porridge at the city gates, along with bags of grain, land deeds, and money. The sincerity of their welcome to the refugees was evident at a glance.

Upon seeing this, the surviving villagers of Jiudao Village were stunned at first, then erupted in collective cheers.

Led by the old village chief, they even prostrated themselves in the direction of Lu Hualong's mansion, shouting "Long live!"

At the rear of the procession, Ge Xian watched this scene with mixed feelings, sighing in his heart:

"It's impossible to say what fortune or misfortune lies ahead in this world."

"The human path is difficult!"

As Ge Xian sighed.

The propaganda team was ordered to disband, with instructions to report back to the same place at the same time tomorrow.

Meanwhile, the cultivators and Ghoul generals of the escort team, their faces beaming with joy, headed to the county yamen to collect their rewards.

At this point, Ge Xian was left out. He was half-threatened and half-advised to behave himself and not harbor any improper ambitions.

Even though they had called him "little brother" before this.

But they all tacitly kept quiet, unwilling to let him steal the credit, even the Wang Family Sister who had been with him all along.

Ge Xian had anticipated this and was even pleased. He didn't want to meet Lu Hualong, only to be devoured and then spat out by that scoundrel, becoming a ghoul to be commanded by him.

More importantly, Ge Xian could no longer hold back and needed to verify the gains from this trip.

He hurried home!

The room was as tidy as when he had left. As it was still daytime, the Broom Spirit was honestly sleeping in her soul dwelling, hanging motionlessly on the peddler's pole.

Ge Xian couldn't be bothered to wake her. He simply used his Supernatural Perception to confirm that there were no anomalies in the surroundings before taking out the blood-soaked "Scarlet Tortoise Shell" from his pack.

According to the Wang Family Eldest Daughter-in-law, this tortoise shell could only be used to craft a piece of protective armor.

Of course, because the strange red turtle was an evil spirit, it possessed the power to absorb blood.

This meant that if Ge Xian could Cai Bu it, he would gain a power of blood absorption.

However, this item was guided by his own spiritual intuition.

Ge Xian naturally didn't believe it was only this effective; there had to be a secret hidden within.

He ignored the filth and first held it up, examining it meticulously. After finding nothing, he took out a small knife, scraped away the rotten flesh, washed off the dirty blood, and following his intuition, began to probe inch by inch from the inside out.

Not long after, Ge Xian's eyes lit up. As if he had figured something out, he pried open the shell plates on the turtle shell one by one.

Immediately, hundreds of crooked but vaguely recognizable characters appeared. It was unknown what pigment was used to write them, but they were a blood-red color that corroded deep into the bone.

Ge Xian quickly scanned them and soon understood: this was a fragment of a scripture called the Dragon Transformation Scripture. It contained no other divine abilities or spells, only a "Dragon Transformation Essentials" of a few hundred words.

"So, those two Ghoul Generals and the crowd of cultivators before all guessed wrong."

"Although Wei Dashou wasn't accepted by the Qiantang Dragon Clan and couldn't cultivate the Dragon Clan Great Law, he somehow obtained a fragment of the Dragon Transformation Scripture... It probably wasn't obtained through proper means, otherwise, it wouldn't have been hidden so deeply. If I hadn't been here, with Wei Dashou's death, this fragment would likely never have seen the light of day again."

"This Dragon Transformation Essentials is part of the Dragon Clan Great Law. It states that as long as one awakens the [Call Wind Summon Rain] talent, obtains some Dragon Essence Blood Items, and cultivates the Dragon Transformation Chapter, they can possess the power of dragon transformation... Hmm?"

As this thought occurred, it was almost instantaneous.

Ge Xian's face immediately showed ecstatic joy, and his heart began to pound fiercely.

Call Wind Summon Rain, he could do.

Dragon Essence Blood Items, he had.

Dragon Transformation Chapter, it was in his hand.

This meant that as long as this "Dragon Transformation Essentials" didn't lie, he, Ge Xian, could begin cultivating now and gain the power of dragon transformation.

However, what truly made Ge Xian inexplicably excited was not just these things.

The moment he saw the Dragon Transformation Chapter, whether you called it Ge Huolang's keen perception or a flash of divine inspiration, he clearly sensed a true Heaven-Reaching Great Dao contained within, one that belonged solely to him.

"Mortals in this world have absolutely no way to step into cultivation, not because of the incredibly dangerous Rejection trial, but because of... talent."

"Ironclad rule of the Cultivation World: Only those who awaken talent can enter the Dao."

"Ordinary cultivators can awaken one talent in their lifetime and cultivate cultivation methods that suit their talent based on that foundation."

"More gifted cultivators may awaken two talents, making their path smoother."

"Heavenly prodigies are those with powerful talents, or two or three, or even more."

"And what I need to verify now is whether those strange powers and bloodlines I've Cai Bu-ed count as my talents?"

"If they do, wouldn't I be able to accumulate talents without limit... which also means that all methods in this world, as long as I meet the conditions, I can cultivate them?"

ps: I plan to write a long novel with a detailed power system. You'll understand as you read.