Divine Dragon in the Clouds

All things in the world possess spirituality, and Profound Spirit Wood is capable of gathering this spirituality. Where Profound Spirit Wood grows, it will transform into a "Spirit Land," becoming a treasure land and holy land extremely suitable for Martial Practitioners to cultivate.

Many powerful Royal Marquis's Mansions, Sects, and Martial Academies in the Yulan Empire search for Profound Spirit Wood throughout the land precisely to change their fortune and thus open up a cultivation holy land, gathering the great fortune from all directions.

The Sword Pavilion Marquis's Mansion cultivates a "Gold Thread Purple Wood," rumored to have been planted for over eight hundred years, and it is the root of the Sword Pavilion Marquis's Mansion's legacy.

It is rumored that the Gold Thread Purple Wood is planted in the "Sword Pavilion."

However, within the Marquis's Mansion, no one knows where the "Sword Pavilion" is located. This shows that the value of a living Profound Spirit Wood is absolutely ten or even a hundred times more expensive than a single piece of Profound Spirit Wood. It is a sacred object that countless large families would go crazy to snatch.

Ning Xiaochuan spent a full half a day digging out all the roots of this Blood Toad Wood Tree. The longest root was seventeen meters long.

Ning Xiaochuan carried the Blood Toad Wood Tree, weighing several thousand catties, and struggled to climb the cliff, panting heavily. If his cultivation hadn't risen to the Profound Qi Eighth Level, he might have had to cut the Blood Toad Wood into pieces to bring it to the top of the cliff.

If that were the case, it would be too much of a pity, as the value of the Blood Toad Wood Tree would decrease by at least ten times.

Murong Wushuang was cultivating the Turtle Breath Immovable Skill by the cliff. His body was like a profound turtle lying on the ground, completely still. Circles of Profound Qi flowed around his body, forming a huge Profound Qi Domain shield.

The wound on his neck had scabbed over and healed.

The so-called "Turtle Breath Immovable" means breathing, resting, and absorbing like a profound turtle, thereby achieving Harmony between Heaven and Man, communicating with the Profound Qi between heaven and earth, and allowing the Profound Qi to flow into the body faster, transforming into one's own Martial Dao Profound Qi.

More than a hundred years ago, the army of the Sword Pavilion Marquis's Mansion围剿 a Great Sect that had rebellious intentions, killing all the experts of that Great Sect and collecting all the Azure Gold, Profound Stones, treasures, cultivation methods, and classics back to the Sword Pavilion Marquis's Mansion's Treasure Vault.

The Turtle Breath Immovable Skill was one of these cultivation methods, the cultivation method of a peerless expert from that Great Sect.

Ning Xiaochuan stared at him for a moment and thought to himself, This child's talent is indeed exceptional. He has already started cultivating the Turtle Breath Immovable Skill so quickly. If he can take Heart Nourishing Elixir and Blood Accumulation Elixir every day, breaking through to the Profound Qi Ninth Level within three months will definitely be an easy matter.

Just cultivating the lowest-level cultivation secret manual like Heaven and Earth Profound Qi, he could cultivate to the Profound Qi Seventh Level at the age of fifteen. This is absolutely unheard of.

If he hadn't been hiding his cultivation, he would have definitely been recruited by those Royal Marquis's Mansions long ago, becoming a disciple of a Royal Marquis and a saint of a Martial Academy.

Murong Wushuang sensed Ning Xiaochuan's aura, opened his eyes, and saw the huge Blood Toad Wood beside Ning Xiaochuan. He was extremely shocked and said excitedly, "How much money would such a large piece of Blood Toad Wood sell for?"

Ning Xiaochuan said, "Living Profound Spirit Wood is a priceless treasure. You can't buy it even with money. It can change the fortune of a large area and evolve into a 'Holy Land.' Let's go! We should leave here quickly. Since the shopkeeper of Profound Leaf Abode could follow us here, it means that there are definitely other people in Profound Leaf Abode who know about this matter. If they see that Cui Buping hasn't returned for a long time, they might send other experts."

Just as Ning Xiaochuan and Murong Wushuang were about to leave, a Dragon Roar came from the sky! "HOWL!"

This Dragon Roar shook the heavens and the earth, like a clap of thunder, tearing the clouds apart.

Just a single roar made Ning Xiaochuan and Murong Wushuang go weak all over, kneeling on one knee on the ground, only able to support themselves with their hands to barely keep from falling.

"Chichi!"

The entire sky darkened, covered in dense clouds, with hundreds of Lightning bolts weaving through the clouds.

Vaguely, a massive giant dragon could be seen flying in the clouds, constantly spitting out Lightning, attacking another Black-Clothed Man flying in the clouds.

That Black-Clothed Man was riding on the back of a Soaring Serpent with wings. The Soaring Serpent's body was also over a hundred meters long, a colossal creature that could spit out flames and poisonous mist from its mouth!

These were two peerless experts fighting fiercely. The power emanating from the battle was enough to suppress cultivators in the Profound Qi Realm, making them unable to stand straight.

It was as if two Gods were fighting in the sky, making mortals look up in awe.

"Yue Wuyang, I didn't expect you to have reached this Realm." The Black-Clothed Man standing on the Soaring Serpent's back seemed injured. His pair of dark eyes stared at the giant dragon in the clouds, or rather, at the majestic figure standing on the dragon's head.

On the giant dragon's head stood a young man.

He stood with his hands behind his back, carrying an arrogant and heroic aura that looked down on the world. He appeared very young, wearing a white Robe, like an exiled immortal in the clouds.

Yue Wuyang! Could it be the Youngest Martial Venerable of the Yulan Imperial City—Cloud Marquis, Yue Wuyang!

Ning Xiaochuan and Murong Wushuang were both shocked, sitting on the ground, looking up at the sky, staring at the massive giant dragon. The man standing on the back of that giant dragon was actually the most legendary figure in the Yulan Imperial City, the goal of countless young people's efforts, the God worshipped by countless favored daughters of Heaven.

Cloud Marquis! "So Yue Wuyang is a Divine Dragon Warrior." Murong Wushuang was quite longing for Divine Dragon Warriors, always feeling that every Divine Dragon Warrior was a mythical figure, a true supreme hero.

In the sky, Yue Wuyang stared at the Black Robe man with an imposing aura and said, "Minister Tian, just surrender! Your Nanshan Branch of Dark Emperor City has been completely eradicated by the Dragon Elephant Divine Martial Battalion and the Scarlet Armor Battalion. As long as you tell me where the Headquarters of Dark Emperor City is, I can personally plead for you before the Emperor and give you a chance to atone for your mistakes."

Ning Xiaochuan was surprised in his heart. So a branch of Dark Emperor City was actually built in Nanyue Mountain. It seemed that the Dragon Elephant Divine Martial and Scarlet Armor troops seen in Nanshan Village were going to encircle and suppress a branch of Dark Emperor City, not the headquarters of Dark Emperor City.

Minister Tian sneered and said, "Yue Wuyang, are you joking? You actually want me to betray the Undead City Lord? Opposing the Undead City Lord, even you, I'm afraid, will find it difficult to escape death."

"Is that so? I really don't believe it. Since you are so stubborn, I can only send you on your way." Yue Wuyang stretched out his palm, and the surging Earth Martial Essence Qi condensed into a huge Palm Print, a hand as large as a cloud, pressing down towards Minister Tian.

This was a power that looked down on the world. The air was rapidly compressing, and the air currents were colliding with each other, making "crackling" sounds, as if they were about to explode.

The entire Nanyue Mountain was shaking, and a mountain seemed to be about to be flattened by this palm.

Under Yue Wuyang's immense pressure, Minister Tian had no power to fight back at all. With a scream, he fell from the sky.

"BANG!"

And Minister Tian's mount, that Soaring Serpent, was directly turned into a blood mist by this huge Palm Print, scattering a rain of blood, not even leaving a complete bone.

At the moment Minister Tian fell from the sky, an old and weak voice sounded in Ning Xiaochuan's mind, "Save... me..."

This voice sounded as if it was right next to his ear.

Ning Xiaochuan lay weakly on the ground, turning his head with difficulty, staring at Murong Wushuang, and said, "What did you just say?"

Murong Wushuang also lay on the ground, staring blankly, and said, "I didn't say anything!"

Their cultivation was already quite good among the younger generation, but the aura emanating from a single Palm Print of someone like Yue Wuyang still suppressed them to the ground, unable to move their bodies.

"This is strange. Who made that sound just now? Was it Minister Tian? Or a ghost in the mountain?" Ning Xiaochuan stared at the huge dragon in the sky. Only half of the dragon's head was exposed outside the clouds, but it still filled the sky, intimidating all Life in Nanyue Mountain to lie on the ground.

Yue Wuyang stood on the giant dragon's head, and countless Earth Martial Essence Qi were absorbed back into his body like a River. He didn't even glance at the ground. "Minister Tian is dead. Dark Emperor City has lost a major general. Go to the Nanshan Branch and see if the battle is over."

The giant dragon seemed to understand his words, flapped its wings, tore through the clouds, and quickly flew away.

And Ning Xiaochuan and Murong Wushuang still lay on the ground, stunned and lost in thought, forever unable to forget that terrifying huge handprint just now.

That was true power, capable of suppressing everything in this world.

Under the power of this large hand, everything else seemed insignificant.

"I also want to become a Divine Dragon Warrior, I also want to be Enfeoffed as Marquis, Enfeoffed as Venerable." Murong Wushuang was extremely excited, his dream of becoming a strong person ignited in his heart. He clenched his fists tightly, and his gaze became increasingly firm.

Murong Wushuang and Ning Xiaochuan only spent one day walking out of Nanyue Mountain and returning to the small village at the foot of Nanyue Mountain.

During this day, Murong Wushuang also completely memorized the Turtle Breath Immovable Skill, then destroyed the stone tablet engraved with the Turtle Breath Immovable Skill, and promised not to leak this cultivation method.

When leaving this small village, Ning Xiaochuan looked back at the vast mountain behind him, a different look in his eyes, and remembered the old voice in his ear.

"Save me, save me..."

That voice kept echoing in Ning Xiaochuan's mind.

"Young Master, what are you still thinking about? We're going back to Begonia Manor." Yu Yan stood beside the Azure Deer Carriage, her figure graceful. She turned around and saw Ning Xiaochuan lost in thought, so she called out to him.