Dragon Tamer-Chapter 859 - 863 Big Trouble
Chapter 859: Chapter 863: Big Trouble
Chapter 859 -863: Big Trouble
Li Yunzi brought back sixteen ancient swords, each imbued with formidable Sword Soul power. It was as if each sword had gone through thousands of years of battlefield slaughter and countless refinements, transformations, and temperings, imbibed with an unknown amount of God Clan blood and had slain countless saintly souls…
The Sword Spirit Dragon could be considered Zhu Minglang’s prime divine form in Dragon Gate. Even without any celestial divine objects, the cultivation base of the Sword Spirit Dragon was nearing the God-lord Level.
Furthermore, within Dragon Gate, the Sword Spirit Dragon was constantly in battle, accumulating both swordsmanship experience and expertise. Now it was not what it used to be. The infusion of this distinguished Sword Soul instantly boosted its cultivation base to the Middle-level Dragon General Level.
The cultivation base of the Sword Spirit Dragon was at this level, but its strength could be different—after all, in terms of sword territories and swordsmanship, Zhu Minglang had a very thorough understanding…
Of course, most importantly, the introduction of this battlefield Sword Soul this time had revived a special inscription.
This inscription was, in fact, the origin of the Sword Spirit Dragon’s name—the Mo Ye Sword.
The Azure Blood Sword, the Fire Trace Sword, and the Jade Blood Sword, each bestowed Zhu Minglang with different divine sword skills.
The Azure Blood Sword was a sharp sword that grew stronger after being bathed in blood. Combined with swordsmanship, it could achieve surprising effects.
The Fire Trace Sword was more domineering and perfectly matched Zhu Minglang’s current grand sword realm. Using the heavens and the earth as a furnace, every strike was like molding fire.
However, the Azure Blood Sword Inscription was initially used to subdue the Yama Dragon, and the Fire Trace Sword Inscription had always been in a dormant state, requiring some Earthfire divine roots for awakening. Therefore, Zhu Minglang had no Sword Awakening Inscriptions to use recently, otherwise his actions could have been even more arrogant and rampant…
This time, by absorbing the sixteen Ancient Sword Souls, Zhu Minglang never expected these swords, known for devouring souls and slaying saints on battlefields, to awaken another ancient inscription, the Mo Ye Sword Inscription.
Initially, the fragmented Mo Ye Sword was used by Zhu Minglang to practice his wind-as-pebbles sword territory. The sword was light, agile, bizarre, and darkly enchanting. Every time he held it, Zhu Minglang felt his moves elevate a notch. His way of striking was also deviously elegant—a sword that brought one’s movements and trickery to extreme perfection.
The Azure Blood Sword is sharp.
The Fire Trace Sword is domineering.
The Jade Blood Sword is balanced.
The Mo Ye Sword Spirit is enchanting.
Having not yet used it, Zhu Minglang was temporarily unaware of the divine powers and effects of the Mo Ye Sword Inscription, but he trusted that with his constant challenge to the authority of the Tian Shu God, it wouldn’t be long before he could experience the power of the Mo Ye Sword Inscription.
…
Having received a sufficient measure of Sword Awakening Inscription, Zhu Minglang’s entire mood brightened.
Originally, he thought about inviting Nan Yuso to soak in the Mist Spring, but considering Xuange’s suspicions, he decided against casually taking his young aunt out for a stroll. They had to hide and cultivate properly these days.
Going alone seemed a waste.
So he decided to go by himself.
Mainly because he had completed today’s staring contest task with Ming Meng God, and Lord Song God and Li Wangshan were all busy with affairs, leaving him, this idle person…
Upon arriving at Mist Spring Mountain, Zhu Minglang tried to enter through the official path, only to find that the vast Mist Spring Mountain had been sealed off.
They wouldn’t even allow some leaders of not low status from the Tian Shu God Domain to enter?
Since he was already here…
Leaving was not an option.
Zhu Minglang donned the Charm Shadow Clothes modified for him by Zhu Heavenly Officer and boldly entered Mist Spring Mountain.
Zhu Minglang, in his life, detested such bureaucratic actions the most. How could they seal off the entire historic Mist Spring Mountain just for some so-called VIPs? There were so many hot springs in Mist Spring Mountain; no matter how many people there were, they couldn’t all soak at once.
Passing through the beautiful horticultural forest, Zhu Minglang used his Divine Sense to scan the area, intentionally avoiding places with people and headed towards a secluded waterfall hot spring pool.
The soft, lingering mist enveloped the area, making the little mountain seem like it was inhabited by immortals. The plants and trees were full of vitality under the bright moonlight, and the misty veil near the spring waterfall added an otherworldly sense of peace and comfort to the atmosphere.
Zhu Minglang confirmed there was no one around, removed his clothes, executed a fish-leap into the water, plunging into the spring pool. The warm water nourished his skin; his pores opened up, and the rare sense of relaxation enveloped his entire body…
It felt so good.
It was a pity he hadn’t brought Yunzhi—such an atmosphere might have helped her to ease her anxiety and tension.
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He would consider this as scoping out the location.
To enhance their relationship, he should bring Li Yunzi to places like this more often. After all, one cannot wear clothes while soaking in a hot spring… Although that was secondary, the main thing was to experience this warm and charming atmosphere.
…
Moonlit night, mist flowers, and two slender, graceful silhouettes, elongated by the moonlight in a secluded part of the mountain steps.
“Aren’t you going back?” Xiang Shen asked.
“Originally, Mist Spring Mountain was created for my own recuperation. Who would have thought that after so many years, it would be the first time entering since Yue Heng, I’ll walk in there, think about some things; you go back first,” Xuange Way.
“Sister Song, you really should rest too, with so many concerns needing your attention. It’s ironic that this divine domain is called Tian Shu, not Xuange…” Xiang Shen said.
“Stop talking like that, heaven has its own plans,” Xuange Way.
Xiang Shen flicked her sleeves, summoning the moonlight butterflies, drifting away like a fairy of the moon, leaving Mist Spring Mountain.
Xuange walked alone towards the depths, hearing the “thud, thud” of the waterfall and thus parted the path that hadn’t been maintained for some days, walking towards the waterfall.
The night mist was thick over the clear water spring, ethereal and enchanting, like a woman in a sheer gown under the moonlight, half-concealed, yet revealing half of her crystal-clear and smooth form.
Xuan Ge’s eyebrows relaxed, her cheeks touched with a hint of softness.
She reached to her waist to undress but stopped the motion cautiously.
Perceiving her surroundings with Divine Sense…
Although Mist Mountain was filled with only women and it was highly unlikely for anyone to come to this secluded spot, Xuan Ge couldn’t accept the presence of another woman at this time.
Once sure she was alone, Xuan Ge undid her colorful waist ribbon, placed her garment on the night mist flower, stepped barefoot into the shallow water, felt the small pebbles massage her feet, and then slowly submerged herself in the water.
On the other half of the enveloping foggy spring…
Someone was holding their breath, petrified.
Although not totally uncovered, at least the upper body was…
Zhu Minglang didn’t dare to move.
Divine Sense usually perceives moving objects. If a person doesn’t use their power at all, doesn’t move, and even controls their breathing, their presence can be weakened to its lowest, undetectable unless there’s a significant difference in cultivation base and realm.
Zhu Minglang only realized someone was approaching when he heard footsteps that weren’t deliberately concealed.
The problem was he also didn’t dare to move away because the close proximity of the other person without his noticing indicated that their cultivation was not weaker than his.
He had planned to wait for the other person to move away before deciding what to do.
Who knew such a scene would suddenly occur? To put it bluntly, it was too sudden, and his heart could hardly bear it.
The figure was indeed impressive, perfectly proportioned, though the skin tone wasn’t quite to his taste. When it came to skin, the porcelain-white transparency of the Sisters Li Nan was really what suited his preference…
But after all, she was a goddess of her generation, different senses bringing different insights.
…
Xuan Ge was softly chanting a rather cute nursery rhyme.
She was also calculating because she occasionally looked up at the arrangement of the stars.
Suddenly, Xuan Ge’s gaze fixed on the moon. The clouds covering the half-moon took on a special shape. In the language of a Mechanist, it was called “Matchmaking Cloud,” indicating some type of romantic fate… but the Matchmaking Cloud was scattered, and it disappeared quickly, meaning this romantic fate was most likely a brief encounter, perhaps even just an accident.
Xuan Ge felt increasingly uneasy because she noticed that after the Matchmaking Cloud scattered, it moved toward where she was, towards her Star of Xuange.
Xuan Ge quickly calculated.
It was hers!
Another calculation.
This very moment!
Xuan Ge was about to calculate again when suddenly, she realized something and couldn’t help but curse at her own stupidity!
What was there to calculate, the person was right in the spring, in the fog unseen to her, but her area was clear of fog, the other person could probably see her…
First full of embarrassed anger, then her whole body reddened with furious shame, Xuan Ge raised her hand, grabbed the garment from the night mist flower, slipped her arms through the sleeves, turned around, and covered herself completely, standing wet in the spring.
This Mechanist now had a murderous look in her eyes.
She wanted to see who on earth from Tian Shu was bold enough to spy on her here.
As a Mechanist, being secretly watched was absolutely impossible; those with lesser strength couldn’t evade her Divine Sense, those stronger were from the Tian Shu Divine Class who also couldn’t escape her divinations, unless the other party wasn’t from this divine class…
Although she still didn’t know whether the other party was male or female, a woman would be unforgivable too; she had her particular standards about such things.
“Whoosh!!!”
The water splashed suddenly. A figure quickly escaped towards the foot of the mountain. Xuan Ge was pushed to the shore by the wave before she could get a clear look at the person…
But then, Xuan Ge’s heart was suddenly ablaze with fury, for from the physique and silhouette of the other side, there was a high probability that it was a man!
A man, how could he intrude into Mist Mountain!
“You will not leave this mountain alive!” Xuan Ge took a deep breath, suppressed the rage in her chest, and began to calmly search for this flower thief!
…
Zhu Minglang was fleeing.
But his Divine Sense informed him that from all directions, various temple maidens were converging. Although they hadn’t made a great commotion, they were effectively blocking his escape routes.
It was oddly strange. Though he hadn’t left any traces behind, and his escape routes were difficult to track, somehow those temple maidens seemed to always “see” his path. Their movement was exactly like waiting for him to enter their trap.
“Did Xuan Ge calculate my escape route?” Zhu Minglang also frowned.
This was big trouble.
