Daily life of a cultivation judge-Chapter 1013: She had the help of a treasure bone

" A flood dragon?!" Fan Ha asked with widened eyes. Luckily she was using a secret transmission to answer otherwise the people around would have heard the shrill and the shaking of her voice.

"Sorry," she said, quickly apologizing for her outburst, whilst those around her looked confused as to her sudden actions.

She had inadvertently slammed her palms against the table due to the shocking effect of the question Yang Qing had thrown at her. Luckily for her and the rest, the table was sturdy enough to handle her short outburst.

"A flood dragon?! She's a flood dragon?! How?! No, I didn't... How did she even become one?!" Fan Ha asked, her thoughts becoming a jumbled mess the more she internalized the question.

It was because she was a spirit beast that the question shook her so. The strength of a spirit beast was in their bloodline.

Just like how humans had talents, spirit beasts depended on their bloodline to make great achievements which was why most of them went to great lengths to improve or purify their bloodlines and that task was no more difficult than for humans trying to improve their natural talents.

To spirit beasts, improving one's bloodline was similar to achieving an evolution or a transcendent transformation, and no matter how small the evolution or transformation it was fraught with difficulty and risks.

There have been countless spirit beasts who have died in the process of trying to do so. They either died in the process or died after, either because the evolution proved to be too powerful for their body and mind to handle and hence explode immediately after, or they get eaten by another spirit beast immediately after evolving.

That process was just as perilous as trying to break through to the domain realm. Fan Ha could argue evolving one's bloodline was even harder.

"But she was a gilded carp and she had already excavated and purified her bloodline to its utmost limit, how did she end up becoming a flood dragon?" Fan Ha asked, still filled with disbelief.

Her sister was hands down one of the most talented people she ever knew, even Liu Jie however talented he was, couldn't hold a candle to her elder sister, and part of the reason for that was her bloodline.

She was a gilded carp which in terms of natural talent and innate attributes was better than her nine-heart deer bloodline.

Her elder sister had scales that were as flawless as jade but as impervious as diamonds. She could stand there without doing anything and anyone would be hard-pressed to so much as leave a scratch on her.

No one in the Deer Mountain Range, except for the metal moon tornado lynx, the only spirit beast ever dubbed as the overlord of the region, was capable of penetrating her defenses and that was with her just standing there, if she actively defended, Fan Ha didn't believe the metal moon tornado lynx could harm her.

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The reason for this was that other than possessing tremendous defense, she also possessed tremendous speed owing to her innate affinity for the manipulation of the light element, add to that her vast aura granted to her by an affinity for the water element that not only gave her vast reserves of spiritual qi, but also strengthened her body in the process granting her abnormal strength and regeneration even by spirit beast standards, it made her elder sister a terrifying opponent.

The virtue or worth of a spirit beast's bloodline, what graded them apart, making one higher than the other was the abilities it gave when it came to the manipulation of the dao and how early it gave it.

Spirit beasts with highly potent bloodlines could manipulate the dao intuitively at birth and with some of the more powerful ones they could manipulate more than one form of dao. Her elder sister thanks to her gilded carp lineage could do that.

But as powerful as she was, and even her bloodline, Fan Ha, despite worshiping the ground she walked under, would have never thought in a million years her bloodline could evolve into a flood dragon.

No matter how impressive she was, it was just two different worlds. Yes, it was commonly said that a carp could morph into a dragon but that was no different than saying a sparrow could transform into a phoenix.

Ascending to the heavens in a single bound would probably be easier than a carp evolving into a dragon and when it came to a flood dragon while they couldn't be considered true dragons or even lesser dragons, they were already heads and shoulders above every other spirit beast that wasn't a mythical beast.

All other spirit beasts were considered dirt even less than that when compared to a flood dragon. Be it in terms of presence or ability they fell short. Fan Ha with her eighth-stage palace realm cultivation base would not be able to stand without kneeling Infront of a flood dragon's egg. Even as a fetus, its presence was unmatched.

Flood dragons could be considered heavenly guards that guarded the gates to immortality. They were unworthy of living within it but were considered worthy enough to gaze upon it up and close while the rest like Fan Ha were unworthy of even sniffing the gate or the air of it.

This was why she struggled to wrap her mind around how her elder sister became one.

"How did she do it?" It didn't look like that question was addressed to Yang Qing and was more of her absentminded thoughts, but Yang Qing answered the question nonetheless.

"She had the treasure bone of a flood dragon to help her."

Yang Qing's response only further stupefied her instead of demystifying and easing her shock.

"Treasure bone?"

The shock of it left her saying the words openly instead of secret transmission as they had been communicating and worse was, she didn't even realize it because of the state she was in.

Her elder sister finding a treasure bone of a flood dragon was even more unbelievable to her than her becoming a flood dragon. At least with the latter, no matter how impossible it seemed, she could just chalk it off to some mysterious encounter having to do with it, after all as rare as it was, when it came to flood dragons, while a greater variety was born into it, there were a few accounts of some evolutionary cases within their ranks. She just didn't know how it happened, but the stories were there.

She was coming around to the idea that maybe her elder sister had stumbled onto one of those secrets, but she had not thought it to be the treasure bone of a flood dragon.

While in hindsight a treasure bone of a flood dragon could indeed help one become a flood dragon, owing to the nature of a treasure bone, Fan Ha still found it difficult to believe that her elder sister had found one.

Millions of cultivators knew the Millionsfold treasure ocean was filled with saint-grade treasures but it didn't mean they could go there and immediately get one. It was the same thing with the treasure bone of a flood dragon.

A treasure bone contained the lifetime accumulations of a spirit beast, finding one was no different than gaining that spirit beast's entire legacy down to its bloodline, provided you could survive the integration, but Fan Ha couldn't wrap her head around the idea of a flood dragon's treasure bone.

The only way to get a spirit beast's treasure bone was if it was dead. Treasure bones were no different than a spirit beast's heart. Losing its treasure bone was losing its life and that was the part Fan Ha struggled to reconcile with.

In her mind, flood dragons were immortal beasts with terrifying powers. Even as a corpse, they were still just as domineering. They were no shortage of tales of spirit beasts and human cultivators alike dying to the pressure of a dead flood dragon, and that even in death, the strength of its body remained. Its body was considered blessed by the heavens which would not allow it to decay or wither.

The same presence and strength it had alive, would persist even in death hence why the corpse of flood dragons was always called the immortal's corpse.

To access its treasure bone you had to have the ability to survive its pressure whilst also having the ability to slice through its indomitable flesh.

Even if someone had the perverse strength to do so, would they dare do it?

Flood dragons were fiercely egotistical and thus lived independently from one another, even parents and their children, but there was one thing that united them and that was when one of their kind was treated as a cultivation resource.

To desecrate one, was to become an enemy of all.

With how dangerous just one singular flood dragon was, what about a group of them?

In her mind, only someone crazy or someone stupidly powerful enough that they could ignore their threats, or a combination of both, would dare harvest a treasure bone from a flood dragon and as far as she knew it, her elder sister was neither.