Nine Realms Sword Emperor
Chapter 43 - 43 43 Condensing Dragon Blood

43: Chapter 43: Condensing Dragon Blood 43: Chapter 43: Condensing Dragon Blood “This drop of Battle Dragon Essence Blood, was actually enough to allow me to break through to the Body Forging Realm?”

Chu Fengmian opened his eyes and realized that he had indeed stepped into the Body Forging Realm in one fell swoop.

This was merely the result of condensing the first drop of Battle Dragon Pure Water.

“This Battle Dragon Technique indeed described it without any falsehood; just one drop of Battle Dragon Essence Blood is enough to let me enter the Body Forging Realm.

If all 129,600 drops of the Dragon Blood could be condensed in the future, then my strength might truly rival that of an ancient battle dragon.”

Chu Fengmian was amazed in his heart.

The mysteries of such techniques surpassed any that Chu Fengmian knew of—those of the seven major sects, those secret techniques from reclusive holy lands; in the face of the Battle Dragon Technique, they were all trivial.

“By the way, Xuan Xing, how long have I been in this cave dwelling?”

Suddenly, Chu Fengmian spoke out to Xuan Xing beside him.

Ever since he arrived in this cave dwelling, he had been continuously cultivating—first condensing the Divine Veins and then the Dragon Blood.

He was unsure of exactly how much time had passed.

“About over two months, why?”

Xuan Xing replied.

“Over two months, adding the time I cultivated in the Barbarian Mountains, it’s almost three months.”

Chu Fengmian silently calculated in his mind.

Including the journey to the Barbarian Mountains and the time spent cultivating, along with over two months in this cave dwelling, it seemed the three-month agreement Chu Fengmian had initially made with the Fifth Elder was nearly due.

When Chu Fengmian promised something, he always saw it through; he must make it back in time for this battle.

“Xuan Xing, are you to be stored inside the storage bag?”

Chu Fengmian looked at Xuan Xing, seemingly at a loss for a moment.

He now knew that Xuan Xing was in fact the Artifact Spirit of the Blood Slaughter Demon Sword.

Storing him in a storage bag felt somewhat strange.

However, Chu Fengmian dared not carry the Blood Slaughter Demon Sword openly; after all, once revealed, it could attract countless powerful adversaries desiring to seize it, for the power of the Blood Slaughter Demon Sword was known throughout the Nine Domains.

“A tiny storage bag wants to contain my presence?”

After hearing Chu Fengmian’s suggestion, Xuan Xing let out a cold snort, brimming with pride.

“I will be attached to your body; you don’t need to worry.”

“What?”

Before Chu Fengmian could speak again, he saw the two-meter-long Blood Slaughter Demon Sword suddenly transform into a purple light that flew onto his right hand.

On Chu Fengmian’s right hand, it turned into a strange purple pattern.

“Xuan Xing’s methods are truly magical.”

Chu Fengmian couldn’t help but marvel, but this was also a relief; hidden this way, Chu Fengmian wasn’t worried about being exposed.

Then, Chu Fengmian’s mind shifted, and brightly, seven Spirit Veins appeared on his arm.

After condensing the Divine Veins, the Spirit Veins on Chu Fengmian’s body had dimmed, but he could easily light them up again if he wanted to.

Keeping the Divine Veins a secret was perhaps the biggest secret on Chu Fengmian’s person; he couldn’t allow a second person to know, otherwise, he believed the seven major sects might oppose him with even fiercer strategies than they had against the Sword Dao Master in his past life.

After all, these Divine Veins were something everyone desired, including some Martial Artist magnates and old ancestors who would want them.

Revealing the seven Spirit Veins served two purposes; firstly, it was to justify the rapid advance in Chu Fengmian’s strength, and secondly, it wasn’t too excessive since there were Martial Artists in the Lin family who also possessed seven Spirit Veins.

Before Chu Fengmian left, he turned to look at the remains of Qing Luan.

He walked over, and with a forceful usage of his hands, the surrounding earth was lifted, creating a large pit, into which Chu Fengmian then placed the remains of Qing Luan and buried them.

Qing Luan was also a friend of Chu Fengmian from his past life; he had died, and naturally, Chu Fengmian wanted to bury him.

After everything was done, Chu Fengmian no longer had any attachments to this cave dwelling.

“Let’s go.”

Chu Fengmian said a phrase and then walked toward the exterior of the cave dwelling.

The pond remained as icy cold as ever, but this time, Chu Fengmian was completely different from before.

“Boom!”

A loud sound echoed across the pond.

Following the sound, a figure burst forth from the water and landed at the edge of the pond.

His body was not even slightly damp.

Beside Chu Fengmian, a thin layer of Spiritual Power functioned like a layer of armor.

This was the ability of the Body Forging Realm, Spiritual Power as armor.

By condensing Spiritual Power into armor, his strength was countless times stronger than that of a Martial Artist in the Bone Tempering Realm.

Because of this, even though the Fifth Elder was old, he could not win in a fight against him without stepping into the Body Forging Realm.

However, this time, Chu Fengmian had already stepped into the Body Forging Realm, and the Fifth Elder seemed as insignificant as an ant in his eyes.

“Phantom!”

Chu Fengmian’s figure blasted out toward the exterior of the Barbaric Mountains.

He exerted his movement technique to the fullest and, supported by the Divine Veins, surprisingly did not consume any Spiritual Power.

The Spiritual Power that was nearly depleted was easily replenished by the Divine Veins.

“Good!

With this, it will only take two days to rush back to Lin Manor!” Chu Fengmian thought as he quickened his pace further.

Two days later.

Before the gates of Linwu City, a figure suddenly darted past.

His figure was so swift that almost no one could discern who it was.

It was Chu Fengmian.

Lin Manor.

Today, Lin Manor was exceptionally bustling, as almost all of the disciples had returned and were now gathered near the Life and Death Platform.

They chatted with each other, creating a lively atmosphere.

Today was the day, three months later, when Chu Fengmian and the Fifth Elder had scheduled their duel on the Life and Death Platform.

This battle attracted the attention of all the disciples of Lin Manor, including Lin Mo and Lin Ye, who had been previously disciplined by Chu Fengmian, and were also present at the edge of the Life and Death Platform.

They waited.

“This time, we’ll see what that little bastard can do!”

“He managed to delay last time, but this time, it’s definitely that little bastard’s death day!”

Lin Mo and Lin Ye coldly conversed.

The last time, Chu Fengmian reached an agreement with the Fifth Elder through a bet, thus averting the crisis, but everyone knew that today was the true moment of explosion.

In this battle, unless Chu Fengmian could step into the Body Forging Realm, he would undoubtedly be facing certain death against the Fifth Elder.

It was impossible for anyone, in three months, to advance from the eighth level of Bone Tempering Realm to the Body Forging Realm; even the most talented person in Lin Manor couldn’t do it, let alone Chu Fengmian.

“The Fifth Elder is here!”

Under everyone’s watchful gaze, an elderly figure landed on the Life and Death Platform.

This elder, with his white hair and old appearance, looked much older but was visibly more spirited than three months ago.

“It seems like the Fifth Elder also prepared, by practicing Martial Arts during these past three months.”