Dragon Tamer-Chapter 733 - 737: Sword Cultivator Celestial Maiden
Chapter 733 -737: Sword Cultivator Celestial Maiden
“If I can leave the Dragon Gate safely, doesn’t that mean I would become invincible overnight?” Zhu Minglang said.
“The cultivation base you gain is not all for you; I don’t exactly remember how it’s converted. How about that, I didn’t lie to you, did I? A Dragon Shepherd is truly above mortals and gods!” Mr. Jinli bragged.
“This means, indeed, a Dragon Shepherd occupies a great innate advantage within the Dragon Gate,” Zhu Minglang nodded.
“A Dragon Shepherd’s potential for growth is particularly large. Given sufficient resources, they can beat any God and Mortal. In the ordinary world, where resources are scarce, their true capability isn’t apparent. But here in the Dragon Gate, where time flies, spirit roots are abundant, and there are no bottlenecks or Dragon Disasters… it’s simply paradise for Dragon Shepherds!” Mr. Jinli said.
“Okay,” Zhu Minglang replied.
“You now have enough Spirit Rice. Go a little further and take a look; Old Heavenly Father surely has arranged something for you. You are one of the God Chosen,” Mr. Jinli spoke.
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There were still a few lost souls left in the village.
These people were once respected everywhere, but for various reasons didn’t want to leave the Dragon Gate. Their Divine Travel Body Shells have all become fragile as willow, unsure of what they are still waiting for here.
Seeing Zhu Minglang return from the backwoods safe and sound, the villagers understood what had happened. They were very proactive in handing over their stored Spirit Rice.
“Just follow the terrain upwards, toward that heavenly pillar,” a young-looking villager said.
“Alright,” Zhu Minglang nodded, and noticing no great emotion on the young man’s face, he couldn’t help but ask, “I killed the capable man of your village, don’t you resent me?”
“The heavens have a plan for everyone. Villagers are meant to be villagers; aspiring to become gods or immortals is ultimately against the intent of the heavens. Whether eaten by a Demon God or eliminated by someone stronger, it was their own choice,” the youth said faintly.
“Maybe the heavens actually wish for everyone to compete with each other, where the strong are always strong?” Zhu Minglang casually said.
“That is your interpretation of the will of the heavens, based on all that you have been through since birth. And I am the same… Try not to provoke the Dragon Gate Beasts; they are the true inhabitants here,” the young man gave Zhu Minglang some friendly advice.
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He followed the big mountains towards the heavenly pillar piercing the clouds.
The pillar seemed close by, just on the other side of the mountain, but after traversing layers of mountains, you find the towering peak is still on the horizon.
As Zhu Minglang neared this pillar of the heavens, he realized it was incredibly majestic. The mountain seemed to occupy half of the sky in front of him, and its height, where only the clouds were visible and not the midsection, induced a sense of nameless fear and awe when looked at from below.
“Fellow Daoist, please wait a moment!”
Gliding on a Flying Sword, Zhu Minglang hadn’t even noticed someone was behind him.
He stopped, standing between a cluster of raging thunderclouds and a mountain peak, looking at the woman pursuing him.
What surprised Zhu Minglang was that she too was engaged in Sword Flight, dressed in seldom-seen jade ornaments, her hair elegantly arranged, revealing her refined and fair neck.
A Celestial Maiden!
Zhu Minglang couldn’t help feeling impressed; indeed, he was a man with striking features—out in the world and even here within the Dragon Gate, he could easily attract immortal beauties!
“What brings you here, miss?” Zhu Minglang asked.
“I ran into some trouble when I entered the Dragon Gate, which has caused my cultivation base to sustain damage. Not long ago, I passed by a village, and the villagers informed me all their Spirit Rice had been given to a Sword Cultivator. I hurriedly followed after…” the Sword Cultivator Celestial Maiden said.
Seeing the Sword Cultivator Celestial Maiden stopping mid-sentence, seemingly struggling to continue, yet insisting on standing before him, Zhu Minglang smiled and said, “You want some of my share, right?”
“Exactly, Daoist. As someone who exudes Auspicious Qi, you surely aren’t the deceitful type. If you could share some to maintain my cultivation base, I am sure to repay you in the future,” the Sword Cultivator Celestial Maiden sincerely gave a polite gesture, showing a hint of earnestness.
Her cheeks were slightly flushed with a hint of demureness and nervousness, her eyes downcast, as if she was reluctant to seek help unless absolutely necessary.
Zhu Minglang looked her over carefully, admitting that she was indeed beautiful, and with the air of a Celestial Maiden fallen on hard times, he put on the appearance of an upright gentleman: “I’m so sorry, but I was injured in a battle with a Demon God earlier, and all the Spirit Rice I had is now depleted. I don’t have much left. However, if you truly find me a reliable person, we could join forces while our cultivation bases are still stable and hunt a beast,” he proposed.
“You still have…” Mr. Jinli almost subconsciously spoke up.
Zhu Minglang flicked his hand, swatting Mr. Jinli away like a fly, though his face still wore a sincere and honest smile.
“If that’s the case, I won’t trouble you further, Daoist,” the Sword Cultivator Celestial Maiden said somewhat disappointedly, giving a courteous bow before leaving dejectedly.
Zhu Minglang also returned the courtesy, calmly watching her leave.
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“Are you a fool? Everyone who can enter the Dragon Gate is either a fairy or goddess, or at the very least a second generation immortal or deity. Others are down on their luck and need a helping hand. If you lend a hand now, she might pledge herself to you in the future. And if you think she’s not as good-looking as your wives, you can still form a good bond. What if she’s a goddess from the vault of heaven? She might even protect you in the future!” Mr. Jinli said, somewhat displeased.
“The Dragon Gate suppresses and diminishes one’s cultivation base; this means that it tests every God Chosen’s survival and coping abilities in a new environment, while also forcing them to fight each other. Without knowing whether this woman is truly destitute or just using her pitiable state to trick people into giving her Spirit Rice, wouldn’t it be foolish to give away the rare Spirit Rice? If she recovers her cultivation base and turns on me with powerful divine skills, I would end up like those who have lost their way,” Zhu Minglang retorted to Mr. Jinli, obviously annoyed.
“She’s so beautiful, she wouldn’t harm you,” Mr. Jinli said.
“You old lecherous fish, your values are utterly skewed,” Zhu Minglang rolled his eyes and couldn’t be bothered with Mr. Jinli anymore.
Even if it’s a mindless act of kindness, one must consider all the possible outcomes.
Having honed his state of mind in the Realm of Foresight, Zhu Minglang was now more cautious, thinking things through comprehensively, well aware of the unimaginable consequences a single misstep could bring!
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The days and nights in the Dragon Gate alternated too swiftly, and Zhu Minglang’s supply of Spirit Rice had quickly diminished by one third.
But the Heavenly Peak was still far off, and the Spirit Rice he had would certainly not last until then. He needed to find another way to obtain the Spirit Root.
Continuing his Sword Flight, Zhu Minglang passed a region of rocky mountains and noticed that these had signs of damage.
After traveling some distance, Zhu Minglang saw that the ground of Shishan was riddled with countless cracks as if torn open several times by some terrifying force, stretching for hundreds of miles.
Following this alarming sight for a while, Zhu Minglang was soon engulfed by a rampant rainstorm. The rain poured down torrentially, at times washing sideways with Strong Wind that could lift thick soil, and at other times surging like the Milky Way pouring down with thunder and lightning amidst the deluge!
Such imposing momentum.
Was it a deity here battling?
Zhu Minglang braved these terrible forces and soon saw the source of the strife amidst a rocky, forest-covered land.
On the cracked expanse of the earthly land, over a hundred Green Immortal Swords danced wildly within the giant stone forest peaks, shattering everything they touched and slaughtering all the Stone Forest Immortal Ghosts within the stone woods!
Each Stone Forest Immortal Ghost was as powerful as the Earth Immortal Ghost Zhu Minglang had encountered at the White Robe Sword Sect. Astonishingly, there were hundreds, even thousands, within this rocky landscape—a veritable nest of Immortal Ghosts!
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After killing the surrounding Earth Immortal Ghosts, the Green Immortal Swords swiftly returned to one place, crowding around a lady dressed in rainbow-colored attire.
The green sword glimmers were brilliant and dazzling, the light interwoven, well-arranged, full of immortality, enhancing the woman’s otherworldly beauty, but her complexion was paler than before, and her condition was far from being as optimistic as it had been at the start.
“Huo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
The heavens and the earth trembled, and the land within Zhu Minglang’s view suddenly rose like a towering wave, then it abruptly supported itself, growing taller and stretching out!
The land was a living creature!!
Zhu Minglang couldn’t help but gasp, grateful that he hadn’t rashly landed there.
As the land came to life, it was an Earth Immortal Ghost whose realm had nearly reached that of the gods. The seemingly undulating land was actually its extremely broad back, and the densely distributed stone forest was nothing but the bumps and spines growing on it!
The head of the Earth Immortal Ghost almost touched the clouds as it raised its palm towards the tiny sword cultivator Celestial Maiden on the ground. A terrifying scene unfolded as if mountains were collapsing!
The Sword Cultivator Celestial Maiden was also formidable. She once again dispersed the hundreds of Green Immortal Swords around her, each spinning to form countless sword qi rings, slashing at the falling stone hand and the Earth Immortal Ghost!
“This Sword Cultivator Celestial Maiden is terrifyingly powerful. I’m glad I didn’t act against her when she said her cultivation base had decreased; otherwise, I would have been reduced to my original form,” Zhu Minglang thought to himself.
“What??” Mr. Jinli looked incredulous, his fish eyes wide as he said, “You were considering a sneak attack? Facing such a heavenly fairy, you actually harbored malicious intent? Are you even human?”
“Mr. Jinli, if good looks justify actions, then you should think what I did was right,” Zhu Minglang said.
“I’ll perform the Carp Spouting for you. Ho… tte!”
“Disrespectful in old age.”
“This fish has a lifespan of ten thousand years; even after living a thousand or two, I’m still in the prime of youth,” Mr. Jinli stated righteously.
After the usual exchange of taunts with Mr. Jinli, Zhu Minglang noticed that the Sword Cultivator Celestial Maiden was starting to wane.
