Slaying Dragons Increases Damage—I'll Kill Every Dragon

Yin Puppet Sect Experimental Grounds.

Jiang Li looked at the hundred-plus Yin Corpses before him, unable to move, and his heart settled.

Destroying the experimental subjects painstakingly cultivated at a Yin Puppet Sect outpost—even if it did not account for 50% of the contribution, it was at least over 30%.

He was not far from completing Option Three's mission.

The cultivation technique, "Profound Yellow Heart Refining Art," clearly thought so too. That was why it had come here.

Then—

Jiang Li's body, taken over by the cultivation technique, moved.

It drew the Burning Sky Sword from the Storage Ring.

He slashed down at a Yin Corpse grafted with a demon beast's body.

He used no spell, merely coating the blade in mana and delivering the simplest possible chop.

Schtk.

With one stroke, the Yin Corpse's head was lopped off.

It hit the ground and rolled several times.

At last, it rolled up against the formation.

At the sight of this—

Xia Di, outside the formation, nearly saw his eyes split apart.

His eyes turned bloodshot.

The experimental subjects here were the results of this outpost's work, meant to be handed over.

If too many were lost, the Yin Puppet Sect would hold someone accountable.

As a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he would not escape blame.

"Stop! Fucking stop right there! What kind of skill is it to throw your weight around against a bunch of Yin Corpses that can't even move? If you've got a problem, come at me! Get the hell out here!"

Xia Di shouted in alarm.

Seeing that Jiang Li remained unmoved, he roared at the Demon Sect disciples beside him with bloodshot eyes. "What are you standing around for? Go get the formation flags, now! However many Yin Corpses he kills inside, you'll replace every last one of them for me! Move!"

At those words—

The other Demon Sect disciples' expressions changed drastically.

Those quick on their feet had already gone to retrieve the formation flags as ordered.

Without the formation flags, no matter who came, they would be trapped.

Even he, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, could not break in anytime soon.

For now, all he could do was watch helplessly and fret.

Meanwhile—

Just as Jiang Li slew a Yin Corpse, a system notification sounded.

Spell "Dragon Slaying Sword" bathed in dragon blood. Dragon Slaying Heart enhanced. Damage against dragon-type creatures +51%.

Jiang Li: That works too?

He was stunned.

It was one thing for the spell "Dragon Slaying Sword" to mistake a Yin Corpse that had absolutely nothing to do with dragon-type creatures for a dragon. But after successfully slaying it, it had actually raised the damage percentage of the "Dragon Bane" trait to 51%.

Would the "Dragon Bane" trait be enhanced every time he successfully slew a dragon?

Very soon—

That guess was confirmed.

Dragon successfully slain. Damage against dragon-type creatures +52%.

Dragon successfully slain. Damage +53%.

A string of notifications popped up.

The Dragon Bane trait of the spell "Dragon Slaying Sword" truly increased its damage percentage by 1% every time it killed a dragon-type creature.

In less than five minutes—

The damage percentage had risen to 110%.

In other words, when facing dragon-type creatures, the power of any attack he used would double out of thin air.

That increase was astonishing.

Most importantly, by a stroke of blind luck, he had found the correct way to use the Dragon Bane trait.

He had only destroyed around a hundred Yin Corpses, yet Dragon Slaying Sword's damage bonus had already increased by 60%.

One had to know—

This was merely one of the Yin Puppet Sect's smaller outposts.

And the Yin Puppet Sect had sixty such outposts in the open alone.

How many similar Yin Corpses would that be?

If they were all fed to the Dragon Slaying Sword, just how staggering could its damage percentage become?

500%?

1000%?

He did not even dare imagine what terrifying power the Dragon Slaying Sword could unleash with a hundredfold, or even thousandfold, damage increase.

This time, he really would become a Dragon Bane.

Jiang Li secretly thrilled with excitement.

Just then—

The formation shrouding the pavilion vanished.

Xia Di was the first to charge in.

When he saw the corpses strewn all over the ground, he nearly could not stay on his feet. Both eyes were bloodshot.

"What are you doing? Do you know what you've done?"

This Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator guarding the outpost had been driven mad by rage. He stared at Jiang Li through gritted teeth.

"I'll tear out your tendons and strip your bones to vent the hatred in my heart."

Jiang Li said nothing.

He merely raised his head.

The next instant—

A cold voice slowly rang out.

"You can try."

As the words fell—

Murong Qing arrived standing atop a flying sword, her black hair drifting and her plain robes dancing. Like an ethereal fairy descending to earth, her slender jade-like hand formed a spell seal.

At once—

Water condensed into rain.

Then transformed into ice spikes.

They poured down from above.

Mercilessly reaping the lives of the low-level Demon Sect disciples.

"Foundation Establishment..."

Xia Di's face darkened.

A blood shield rose before him.

Such a young Foundation Establishment cultivator had to be a prodigy from some great immortal sect.

Only now did he belatedly realize that not only this female Foundation Establishment cultivator, but also that Qi Refining Level 6 cultivator, were disciples of some immortal sect.

"You... are disciples of the Heavenly Mystery Holy Land?"

Xia Di was uncertain and alarmed.

He had made a few guesses about their identities.

Yet those guesses only made him panic more.

What kind of place was the Heavenly Mystery Holy Land? It was one of the great immortal sects. Before that colossal giant, the Yin Puppet Sect was nothing but a younger brother.

And now...

His little outpost had been targeted.

This was a disaster.

Why would the dignified Heavenly Mystery Holy Land set its sights on a tiny outpost like his?

Wasn't this just absurd?

He desperately wanted to hear them deny it.

Yet...

He was destined to be disappointed.

Murong Qing was cold by nature and could not possibly answer a Demon cultivator.

As for Jiang Li, he was in Cultivation Technique Hosting mode. Without dialogue being triggered, he would not speak.

"Are you all right?"

Murong Qing descended.

Only when she saw that Jiang Li was unharmed did her gaze soften.

"Leave the rest to me."

With that—

Murong Qing stepped forward.

A slender blue longsword appeared in her hand.

It pointed directly at Xia Di.

Jiang Li stood behind Murong Qing. In Cultivation Technique Hosting mode, he was like an idle character, utterly motionless.

That's it?

Did that mean the remaining enemies could all be left to his teammate?

If so, shouldn't the hosting have ended?

Doubt arose in Jiang Li's heart.

He kept an extra eye out.

After all—

The system would not do anything meaningless.

Every step was related to completing the mission.

Its current behavior could only mean there were other unknown dangers within the Yin Puppet Sect.

And ones the cultivation technique "Profound Yellow Heart Refining Art" could not handle.

A person, or an object?

Jiang Li wanted to warn her, but the Dog Cultivation Method had not triggered any dialogue. He could only watch everything unfold from a third-person perspective.

Damn it, it's still not smart enough.

One-star review.

As his thoughts raced—

Xia Di's face darkened first, then twisted into a savage expression.

"I truly don't know whether to call you newborn calves unafraid of tigers, or whether you really are so confident that the two of you alone can wipe out my Yin Puppet Sect outpost! I can't afford to offend the Heavenly Mystery Holy Land, but even a cornered dog will leap over a wall! Where are the Yin Puppet Sect disciples?!"

Xia Di roared.

Mana from the Foundation Establishment Realm mingled with his voice, spreading out in rolling waves and forming an invisible ripple.

Any Demon Sect disciples who heard the command would immediately gather at his side.

However...

He had miscalculated.

The summons went out, but not a single disciple responded.

The entire manor outpost was deathly silent.

As though there were no living people at all.

Xia Di was shocked.

What was going on?

There were over fifty Demon Sect disciples in the whole outpost.

Besides the five following him, there were more than forty others. How could not even one respond?

That was not normal.

"You did this? No, even if you have accomplices, there's no way you could kill them all without making a sound."

"Have you never heard of a soundproofing formation?"

At that moment—

Li Fu, one of the twins, walked over from one direction with an array disc in hand.

"Probably because you don't study the hundred arts of cultivation and only care about cultivating," Li Rong said as he emerged from another direction, a Diamond Talisman stuck to his body, making him look like a little golden man.

"Senior Brother Jiang, are you all right?"

From the other side, the blue-robed girl Li Xi formed a spell seal and released a green ring that swept over Jiang Li. When the green ring returned after passing through him, she lightly patted her chest and let out a relieved breath.

"Brother Jiang is no ordinary man. How could a mere Foundation Establishment Early Stage cultivator possibly hurt him?"

A longsword floated before Shen Lin as he leaped down from the rooftop.

He began singing Jiang Li's praises.

"Is he the Foundation Establishment cultivator of this outpost? He looks a little weak. I think I could handle him too."

The brawny man in leather armor, Fang Shi, was eager to give it a try.

His fists collided, unleashing a thunderous clang of metal striking metal.

For a moment.

The five geniuses of the Transformation Class surrounded the area together.

They sealed off every possible route of escape.

Together with Murong Qing, whose longsword pointed ahead, this Foundation Establishment cultivator of the Yin Puppet Sect was about to face an encirclement by one Foundation Establishment cultivator and five peak Qi Refinement cultivators.

Xia Di: ...

No.

Was this really necessary?

He was just a Foundation Establishment cultivator. What fortune had he earned to be attacked all at once by seven disciples of the Heavenly Mystery Holy Land?

Were they treating him like a live target for practice?

Watching the six people gradually close in around him, Xia Di panicked to the extreme.

In the end.

Unable to bear the pressure any longer, he chose to call for help.

"Senior Brother Tang, save me! If you still refuse to come out, you won't be able to escape their encirclement either!"

The moment he said this.

Shen Lin and the others frowned slightly.

The next instant.

From deep within the manor, a figure emerged.

The man had narrow, sharp eyes and brows, lips black as ink, and a blood-red staff in his hand. Its shaft resembled gnarled old vines, while its head was shaped like a snake. Blood flames flickered within the snake's eyes, and Sha Qi billowed forth.

"Hehe, it seems the intelligence was correct. The Heavenly Mystery Holy Land is preparing to move against my Yin Puppet Sect. How could my Yin Puppet Sect not return tooth for tooth? If I kill you future Spirit Transformation seedlings, I imagine the Heavenly Mystery Holy Land will ache for quite some time."

Hearing this.

Shen Lin and the others' expressions changed slightly.

Their intelligence and operation had been leaked?

There was an undercover agent within the Holy Land.

And their status was not low.

Otherwise, they could not have grasped their movements.

They thought this, their hearts growing heavy.

Jiang Li noticed this change as well.

Understanding dawned on him.

This was why the cultivation art's automatic control had not ended.

Because in this operation to wipe out the Yin Puppet Sect's secret stronghold, one final unknown risk remained.

That was the Yin Puppet Sect cultivator before them, at the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage.

That was right.

This man overflowing with Sha Qi was a demonic cultivator whose cultivation had reached the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage.

His strength surpassed everyone present.

Even if Jiang Li unleashed the Dragon Slaying Sword at mastery, he did not dare claim he could defeat him.

As he was thinking.

The system notification sounded in his mind.

Ding. The cultivation art "Profound Yellow Heart Refining Art" and the technique "Dragon Slaying Sword" have connected in intent, triggering a cooperative skill.

The cultivation art "Profound Yellow Heart Refining Art" has actively withdrawn from automatic control.

Ding. Currently in unattended mode.

Fine.

Pretend he had said nothing.

The system had triggered a cooperative skill once again.

Jiang Li successfully took control of his body.

He could fully unleash all the hidden functions of both the cultivation art and technique.

In this state, there was no upper limit to his strength.

How strong he could become depended on how many Spirit Stones he had.