Tiger Demon Takes Human Form

Zhang Yang rushed towards the flowerbed as if he had gone mad.

He was trembling with excitement; the flowerbed was filled with spirit medicine.

Although many of the spirit medicine were unrecognizable, these spirit medicine had grown for at least three thousand years, and their medicinal effects could only be described as miraculous.

"Holy crap, Nine-Turn Soul-Recovery Herb! Heart-Washing Lotus! Soul-Cleansing Lotus! Wow, and this fruit looks like a turtle, could it be some kind of elixir?"

As he saw more and more unfamiliar medicinal herbs, Zhang Yang went from being excitedly frantic to eventually becoming completely numb.

I'm so excited!

Based on the spirit medicine in the flower garden and herb garden alone, this is arguably their greatest gain from entering the Prodigy Battlefield.

"Damn it, how are we going to take all this?! There aren't enough for all of us to fit... Right, we need to find them quickly and get them to help us pick the loot. Especially Qingxu, I absolutely have to get him to forge me a Spatial Ring, otherwise we have too many good things to take out of here."

Zhang Yang rushed toward a large gate. He was certain that Situ Mingyue, Qingxu, and the Tiger Demon were inside one of the main halls.

Zhang Yang had thought it would take a lot of force to open the main hall door, but to his surprise, he went in with just a gentle push.

Upon entering, Zhang Yang was utterly astonished to find a boy, around ten years old, standing naked inside.

"Holy crap! Who are you?" As Zhang Yang spoke, he raised his hand and unleashed a bolt of lightning.

The boy nimbly jumped away, opened his mouth anxiously, and finally let out a "Whoa!"

"Prosperity-- "

Zhang Yang stopped and stared at the guy in front of him in disbelief.

Where is my tiger?

"You've turned into a human?" Zhang Yang asked.

The boy nodded frantically, walked over with a smug look on his face, and swaggered over.

Zhang Yang was speechless when he saw how huge this thing was.

"Why don't you just turn back into a tiger? I can't find any clothes for you to wear here. Or, you could conjure up some clothes yourself!"

The Tiger Demon looked at Zhang Yang with some confusion. Didn't he never wear clothes before?

"What are the benefits here?" Zhang Yang asked while surveying the Demon Hall. "Being able to allow you to take human form, the benefits must be substantial, right?"

He didn't see any real benefits in the Devil Hall, but perhaps in the Demon Hall.

The Tiger Demon pointed to the side, and Zhang Yang saw a Blood Pool in the corner of the room.

"Is this one of the benefits of the Demon Hall?" Zhang Yang asked.

The Tiger Demon nodded frantically, opening his mouth to babble. Although he had transformed into human form, he had not yet learned to speak.

Then, the Tiger Demon pointed to the Blood Pool and made Zhang Yang enter Blood Pool.

At the same time, he jumped in himself and soaked in the Blood Pool with great pleasure.

Zhang Yang stared at the Blood Pool for a moment, then reached in to scoop up some blood, only to find it empty.

It wasn't actual blood at all, but a kind of power.

Zhang Yang realized that this was probably the situation with the pool in the Devil Hall, which contained the power of the Demon Race.

He thought for a moment and then tried to absorb some of the Demon Race's power.

Anyway, he'd already absorbed the power of the Devil Race. His Golden Core had absorbed the Demonic Soul Power, Demon Dao Power, and all sorts of other miscellaneous powers. Let's see if he can absorb the power of the Demon Race.

He entered the Blood Pool Blood Pool, and the power within immediately seeped into his body, filling him with an eerie sensation.

Most importantly, he felt his muscles were starting to grow, as if he had been working out at the gym for a long time.

This muscle growth is so rapid that it's completely visible to the naked eye; they become incredibly strong.

At the same time, Zhang Yang also felt that his body was about to transform into another form.

Zhang Yang was initially worried that he would turn into something similar to Tiger Demon, but unexpectedly, a huge suction force appeared in his Golden Core, absorbing the Demon Race power within his body into his Golden Core.

The Golden Core had never absorbed the power of the Demon Race before, so this Demon Race power was far too effective for the Golden Core.

His Golden Core grew larger once more, and Golden Core light shone even brighter.

More importantly, a hint of crimson seemed to appear inside his Golden Core. At the same time, a violent aura emanated from within the Golden Core.

Zhang Yang was both worried and expectant.

What he was worried about was whether something major would happen to his Golden Core.

However, considering that he had also absorbed the Demon Race clan leader's "bargains" in the courtyard outside, he probably wouldn't have any other problems.

So he began to look forward with peace of mind, wondering if the elixir would break through and the infant would be born?

Even a Nascent Soul from Demon Race should be better than no Nascent Soul at all, right?

Just as he was filled with anticipation, the changes in the Golden Core stopped.

Still no breakthrough!

Looking at his bulging muscles, Zhang Yang walked out of the pool with a mixture of shock and bewilderment.

Looking at his noticeably larger arms and the powerful muscles, Zhang Yang turned to the Tiger Demon and said, "Prosperity, how about I punch you?"

The Tiger Demon didn't care at all. He stood in front of Zhang Yang with his powerful body, indicating that Zhang Yang could make a move at will.

Zhang Yang didn't hold back either, clenching his fist and punching the Tiger Demon in the chest.

"Bang--"

With a muffled thud, the Tiger Demon was sent flying as if hit by a car, involuntarily flying dozens of meters away.

"Holy crap!" Zhang Yang stared at his fist. When did he acquire such strength?

He turned to look at the Blood Pool, then hurriedly jumped in to absorb the Demon Race's power once more.

He knew very well that it was the power of the Demon Race that had strengthened his body, giving him such terrifying power.

The Tiger Demon that had been thrown out also got up, somewhat bewildered.

Despite taking a punch, the Tiger Demon was completely unharmed.

He was simply puzzled as to how such a small human body could contain such terrifying power.

He stood by the Blood Pool, silently waiting for Zhang Yang to be immersed in Blood Pool.

As for him, he had already been immersed enough and there was no further improvement.

While immersed in the Blood Pool and absorbing the power of the Demon Race, Zhang Yang suddenly felt countless memories flowing into his body along with the Demon Race's power.

All of this information consists of Secret Method of the Demon Race.

White Tiger Divine Art, Black Tortoise Divine Art... countless Secret Method flooded into his memory.

"This is the land of inheritance!" Zhang Yang understood.

Whether in the Devil Hall or the Demon Hall, he gained countless memories.

These memories, while enhancing their power, also brought them Cultivation Method.

These things were passed down from those bigwigs to their descendants.

"Prosperity, have you practiced the White Tiger Divine Art?" Zhang Yang asked. "If you haven't, I can teach you."

The Tiger Demon grinned and assumed the stance for the White Tiger Divine Art.