Supreme Dragon Martial Soul
Chapter 95: If I’m Not Dead, You’re Done For!

Chapter 95: Chapter 95: If I’m Not Dead, You’re Done For!

Above the sea of clouds, five warships soared like immense beasts gliding through the heavens. With every sweep of their wings, they traversed several miles in an instant!

Luo Cheng stood on the deck, gazing at the rapidly shrinking Qingyun Island in the distance, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

So much had happened in just one day...

The deck was crowded with people, yet no one stood near Luo Cheng.

Everyone’s eyes were fixed on him, their expressions filled with astonishment, whispering amongst themselves.

By now, word had spread that during the Green Cloud Trial, someone had offered a bounty on Luo Cheng’s head in exchange for promotion to the Outer Sect.

Before Luo Cheng had returned to the ship, almost everyone believed he had perished on Qingyun Island.

But in the end, Luo Cheng had returned!

Completely unscathed!

The outcome was truly unexpected.

Listening to their discussions, Luo Cheng couldn’t help but smirk.

If these people knew he had killed three of the ten seeded contenders for the championship, he wondered what expressions they would wear!

At that moment—

"Luo Cheng!"

A figure pushed through the crowd and walked directly toward him.

Seeing it was Xue Hen, Luo Cheng smiled and said, "So you’re on Ship Five as well."

Xue Hen nodded and replied, "When Gu Lingfeng and Yuan Zhilan charged down the mountain, it was utter chaos, and many people were killed or injured. I couldn’t find you anywhere; I thought you had..."

He paused briefly, then smiled and said, "It’s good to see you’re okay."

Luo Cheng chuckled lightly. It seemed that the chaos that had unfolded atop Pinfeng Peak had not yet spread.

It was no surprise. Whether it was Gu Lingfeng or Yuan Zhilan, both were standout figures in this Green Cloud Trial, and they had even managed to harvest a Primordial Spirit Fruit.

Their actions had drawn everyone’s attention away, leaving no one to notice an unknown individual like him.

"Luo Cheng, I just heard some news—it’s related to you!"

Xue Hen suddenly spoke in a mysterious tone.

"Oh? What is it?"

"The battle between Yun Mengli and Yuan Qingying—it’s over!"

Luo Cheng’s brows lifted. "Who won?"

"Senior Sister Yun Mengli! She’s now been promoted to True Disciple!"

As Xue Hen spoke, his eyes glowed with envy. "A True Disciple... Those are figures who stand atop the clouds, wielding the power of life and death! Just one stomp from them would send shockwaves throughout the Great Yue Dynasty! It’s unimaginable!"

"I heard Yun Mengli is only seventeen or eighteen years old, just two or three years older than me. Yet she’s already a True Disciple, while I’m still struggling to enter the Outer Sect. The gap between people is truly immense..."

With a sigh, Xue Hen turned to Luo Cheng and said, "I hear Yun Mengli personally recommended you into the sect. Now that she’s been promoted to True Disciple, your standing will definitely rise as well! With her as your patron, entering the Inner Sect will be a piece of cake!"

"Heh, without strength, what’s the point of being a True Disciple? It’d just make you the butt of jokes," Luo Cheng said with a shake of his head, turning his gaze to the churning clouds. "Besides, Yun Mengli and I have barely crossed paths."

What Luo Cheng said was the truth.

In the end, he and Yun Mengli were merely acquaintances by chance.

Now that she had attained the rank of True Disciple, whether she remembered him or not was uncertain.

Of course, it didn’t matter.

Luo Cheng had never relied on anyone.

"You’re right—strength is everything," Xue Hen said, recalling his near-death experience on Qingyun Island, nodding in firm agreement.

"There’s still some time before we return to the sect. I’ll cultivate for a bit," Luo Cheng said, sitting cross-legged.

In this past day and night, where he had been embroiled in constant battle, many things had come too quickly to fully digest and comprehend.

Luo Cheng wanted to seize the clarity of his memories to process these experiences, especially the sword strike that severely wounded the Blackscale Python on Pinfeng Peak!

If he could replicate that strike, his strength would surely ascend to new heights!

Closing his eyes slightly, Luo Cheng began to recall the battle’s intricacies, carefully examining every detail.

Time ticked by.

As Luo Cheng repeatedly recalled and refined his understanding, a mysterious sensation welled in his heart.

Bzz!

All of a sudden, the Essence Energy Vortex in Luo Cheng’s Dantian, which had been steadily rotating, trembled slightly. A wisp of energy leaked out from it.

At the same time, a faint burst of Finger Strength emerged from Luo Cheng’s fingertips!

The Finger Strength flashed briefly, its presence only marked by a subtle ripple in the air.

"What’s happening?"

Seeing this from beside him, Xue Hen involuntarily shrank back.

For a fleeting moment, he felt an eerie, sharp aura emanating from Luo Cheng, sending chills down his spine!

"Hmm!"

At the prow of the ship, a female elder in a jade-green dress cast her gaze toward Luo Cheng, her eyes glimmering with curiosity.

"Gao Xiang, did you sense that?"

The middle-aged man addressed as Gao Xiang asked, "Sense what?"

The jade-green woman furrowed her brows slightly and replied, "Just now, I felt Essence Energy movement around Luo Cheng."

Upon hearing this, Gao Xiang chuckled. "Qin Mei, are you daydreaming in broad daylight?"

Qin Mei glanced at Luo Cheng briefly, then pouted her red lips and laughed, "I guess it must have been my imagination."

Everyone knew that only Martial Artists at the Third Stage of the Tongxuan Realm who had unlocked their Essence Energy Mansion and condensed their Qi Mansion had the ability to channel Essence Energy!

Luo Cheng was merely a martial artist in the Transcendence Realm.

Shaking her head, Qin Mei pushed aside her stray thoughts and stopped paying attention to Luo Cheng.

At the far side of the ship—

Luo Cheng opened his eyes, his gaze sparkling brightly.

"Not bad! I’m starting to grasp the essence of it!"

Through repeated recollection and refinement, Luo Cheng had gained greater insight into executing the Heavenly Fall Three Forms. He had even managed to stir the Essence Energy within the vortex!

Luo Cheng felt confident that it wouldn’t be long before he fully mastered the Heavenly Fall Three Forms!

"A martial artist in the Transcendence Realm capable of unleashing Sword Qi and Fist Power! Heh, just the thought of it sends shivers down my spine!"

Fueled by excitement, Luo Cheng’s blood surged with vigor.

Once he fully grasped the Heavenly Fall Three Forms, no one beneath the Third Stage of the Tongxuan Realm would be his equal!

By midday—

The five warships pierced through the clouds and began their descent.

Soon, the picturesque mountain landscapes of the Xuanyuan Sect came into view, resembling a paradise.

Luo Cheng spotted the White Jade Square where they had departed.

At this moment, the square was already surrounded by crowds.

There were numerous servant disciples, Outer Disciples, and even some elder-level figures watching the scene unfold.

"Lin Hankong!"

From his elevated view, Luo Cheng’s gaze locked onto Lin Hankong in the crowd, his pupils contracting, and his killing intent surging.

If it weren’t for his overwhelming strength, Lin Hankong’s schemes would have surely led to his demise on Qingyun Island!

"I bet you never expected me to survive! Since I’m alive, your time is up!"

Luo Cheng sneered, glaring at Lin Hankong with eyes as sharp as divine blades.

"Hey! Isn’t that Luo Cheng!"

One of the Outer Disciples standing beside Lin Hankong noticed Luo Cheng.

"Are you joking? That guy could never have survived..."

Lin Hankong, enjoying casual chatter, thought the disciple was joking with him. Shaking his head, he followed the gaze, but his smile froze the instant he saw Luo Cheng.

"Impossible! How could he still be alive?"

As Lin Hankong’s eyes fell upon Luo Cheng, his expression turned ashen, his features twisting in shock.

No matter what, he had never envisioned that Luo Cheng could return alive!

Rumble!

In front of everyone’s eyes, the five warships descended onto the square, each lowering its gangplanks.

Below the gangplanks, elders had already set up stone tables and chairs, along with jade books for recording results.

Disciples were required to disembark one by one, hand over their identity tokens, and register their achievements.

The names and scores of the top 100 disciples would automatically appear on the notice board in White Jade Square!

The disciples began disembarking one after another.

"Oh my! Senior Brother Cao Rui achieved a score of 1,750! Doesn’t that mean he hunted five to six hundred Two-star Demon Beasts?! How terrifying!"

At Ship Two’s direction, as a tall youth registered his score, a wave of astonished gasps rippled through the surrounding crowd.

Most disciples scored between 300 and 500 points, with scores exceeding 1,000 being exceptionally rare.

A score of 1,750 was nothing short of extraordinary.

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