World-Ending Demon Emperor
Chapter 1068 - 486: The Shock of Martial Arts Training!_2

Chapter 1068: 486: The Shock of Martial Arts Training!_2

So, Lanling was resurrected.

Not only that, he now possessed both Golden Dragon Blood and Golden Demon Blood.

The Golden Dragon Blood made Lanling fond of the sun, while Golden Demon Blood made him fond of the night.

As for the energy boost from bloodsucking, it was merely one of the demonic talents he possessed.

What other demonic talents did he have? Only heaven knew, and Lanling could only discover them slowly by himself.

"Child, I have a request," Suo Mo said.

Lanling replied, "Please tell me."

Suo Mo said, "Within this tribe, do not suck anyone’s blood. If panic ensues, the entire Foreign Tribe Army might meet an untimely end, and you are still too weak. Once your Bloodsucking Demon Race talent is exposed, you will certainly be torn to pieces."

Lanling nodded and said, "I understand."

Suo Mo continued, "Also, after you have sucked blood and feel a surge of tremendous energy within you, you must refine it promptly, transforming it into your physical strength. Only then can this power truly become your own."

Lanling deeply felt this truth as well.

After he sucked blood, he felt a lot of power within him, but this power would fade away. For example, when hungry, or when facing danger, this power would deplete to fill the void in his body.

Only by truly transforming it into strength, speed, and spiritual power, does it become a power truly his own.

"How to refine it?" Lanling inquired.

Previously, it was simple; Yao Xing directly manipulated these energies to temper the body’s meridians, skeleton, and muscles.

But now... Yao Xing was no longer here.

Suo Mo explained, "It’s simple, horrendous weight training to boost your strength. Countless chops to enhance your speed. Numerous meditation sessions to strengthen your spiritual power."

This indeed was the most direct and simplest method to transform Bloodline Power into bodily strength.

Then, Suo Mo said to Dina, "From now on, Lanling’s martial training will be in your hands."

Dina was startled and answered, "Understood."

Suo Mo said to Lanling, "It’s too late to arrange barracks for you today. You will stay in Dina’s cave tonight, and tomorrow morning I will take you to reclaim your foster daughter."

Lanling was stunned!

This uncle Suo Mo was rather direct, casually arranging his adopted daughter to be with his nephew.

It didn’t seem appropriate for a lone man and a single woman to share a cave.

"Foster father," Dina’s voice trembled a bit.

Suo Mo said, "You need to be brave, and this is also the best opportunity to get away from the young Chieftain."

Having said that, Suo Mo went back to his own cave, leaving Lanling and Dina standing in the training grounds.

After a long while, Dina said, "Foster father misunderstood. The reason my tail rose was because I felt locked by your spiritual power and instinctively became alert."

Lanling nodded and said, "Mmm, I understand."

"Then follow me," said Dina.

She led the way ahead.

In the darkness of the night, her figure was explosively attractive, those super long legs surpassing any earthly supermodel, that round and perky rear outmatching any human beauty.

The only anomaly was her tail.

However, Lanling had just vented all his desires on the Chieftain’s consort, and at this moment, he was sufficiently serene.

Arriving outside Dina’s cave, there was also a training ground.

"If you want to sleep, please feel free. I still need to practice swordsmanship," Dina said. "I haven’t finished my ten thousand strikes for today."

Then, Dina approached a huge wooden post, took up a dark-hued scimitar with both hands, spread her legs slightly, and began to ferociously chop at the giant post.

Each chop had a different angle and hit a different spot.

But they had to be absolutely precise, aiming for each and every mark on the post.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

Dina held the sword with both hands, chopping away furiously. In just half an hour, her body was steaming hot, drenched in sweat.

An hour later, she was drenched as if in a downpour.

In that hour, she chopped over three thousand times, each with a different position, angle, and force.

After completing three thousand five hundred strikes, she put down the dark scimitar and sat cross-legged on the ground to rest.

Lanling approached, wanting to pick up the wooden sword she left on the ground.

To his shock, he discovered that the wooden sword seemed as if it had taken root, impossible to lift.

Even when using his Bloodline Power, he still couldn’t lift it.

"This is ironwood, extremely dense, even denser than most metals," Dina opened her eyes and said. "My ironwood sword weighs thirteen hundred pounds."

Lanling was completely astonished.

This mere three-foot-long wooden sword actually weighed thirteen hundred pounds; the density of this ironwood was truly shocking.

Something completely unseen and unheard of in the Human Kingdom.

Dina continued, "Of course, the original ironwood sword wasn’t that heavy. A finished ironwood sword needs to be immersed in a pit with a very special kind of monstrous beast’s corpse oil, making it this heavy."

Then, Dina said, "When I was thirteen, my foster father made an ironwood sword for me to train with, weighing about two hundred seventy pounds. Do you want it?"

"Okay," said Lanling.

Dina entered the cave and brought out a two-foot-long red ironwood sword, handing it to him,

Lanling took it, feeling an immediate heaviness in his hand.

This seemingly light redwood sword actually weighed over two hundred pounds.

"Foster father asked me to teach you martial arts; do we start tonight?" Dina inquired.

"Will it disturb your rest?" Lanling

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