I Have an Omen System-Chapter 113 - 108: Black-Horned Flood Dragon

Qin Xuan, hidden in the shadows, was enjoying the show.

Suddenly, an equally grand and indifferent voice echoed in his mind.

[Qin Xuan, Vice Incense Master of the Plague Poison Altar, has secretly learned the Earth Tier Low-Grade Cultivation Technique, ’Bone Marrow Transformation Jade Technique.’ Penalty: 10,000,000 Contribution Points deducted.]

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’What the fuck? What does this have to do with me?’

Qin Xuan was dumbfounded.

’I learned this Cultivation Technique with my own skills, and you’re actually charging me for it?’

’Damn you, Holy Sect! You’re a bunch of fucking animals!’

But after Qin Xuan saw what happened to Wen Shichu and those Righteous Cultivators from the Cyan Cloud Sect...

His expression changed faster than flipping through a book.

"The Saint Venerable cares about us... It was all that bastard Wen Shichu’s fault for being so inhuman!"

’Look, he only charged me ten million Contribution Points. Look at those guys from the Cyan Cloud Sect—they had their Flesh Bodies and Cultivation stripped away entirely.’

Qin Xuan forced out a few nonexistent tears, deeply moved.

He didn’t return to normal until the giant, blood-red eye in the sky disappeared.

’I can’t believe there’s even patent protection outside the Sect. The might of a Venerable Divinity Transformation is truly everywhere...’

For a moment, Qin Xuan even felt a sliver of fear.

But after a moment’s thought, he immediately understood.

Wen Shichu had deliberately leaked a Holy Sect Technique during the trial.

The nature of his actions was too egregious.

If he had actually died and the Cultivation Technique, hidden in a Spiritual Sense Jade Tube, was discovered and practiced in secret, it never would have caused such a huge commotion.

"Lao Wen, you’ve really done it now. For your next few dozen lifetimes, as long as I’m around, you can forget about ever making a comeback in the Holy Sect..."

It wasn’t just Qin Xuan. Many other Demon Cultivators hiding in the shadows had also been dragged into this mess, and they were all cursing Wen Shichu’s entire family tree in their hearts.

’Who would be willing to trade ten million Contribution Points for this trashy Cultivation Technique!’

A few Outer Sect disciples with low Cultivation at the Human Dao Foundation Establishment stage had it even worse.

Out of greed, they had read the *Bone Marrow Transformation Jade Technique* several times over and even secretly used their Divine Sense to imprint it onto a Jade Tube. As a result, they exploded into clouds of red, bloody mist.

The Holy Sect’s techniques were just that unreasonable!

"Hahaha, the Demon Cultivators of the Blood Demon Sword Sect are truly full of geniuses. A mere Foundation Establishment Fifth Level practitioner actually pushed the great chief disciple of the Cyan Cloud Sect to such a state."

Just then, a ferocious-looking young man in a black robe swaggered out of Demon Flood Dragon Island.

The young man had a strange appearance. He clearly had a human body, but his face was covered in patches of black scales, and his forehead sported two small, menacing bumps, like budding horns.

Moreover, his Cultivation had reached the Foundation Establishment Eighth Level!

"The East Sea Dragon Race?" Ye Lan’s eyes were deep as he spoke, uncertain.

"Not the True Dragon Race. I am Aao Peak of the East Sea Black Horned Flood Dragon Race. It is a pleasure to meet you, Fellow Daoist Ye."

The black-robed youth spoke politely, but his words carried a hint of arrogance, as if he looked down on Ye Lan.

"This place belongs to my Demon Flood Dragon Island. Now that you have slain the Demon Cultivator, Fellow Daoist Ye, would you be so kind as to leave?"

As he spoke, a group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals with extraordinary auras appeared behind Aao Peak, all of them at Foundation Establishment Fifth Level or higher.

Their presence was quite imposing, posturing as if they would attack at the slightest disagreement.

Ye Lan shook his head. "So it’s the reptilian Flood Dragon Race. I thought the True Dragon Race, long hidden in the East Sea, had finally emerged. If that were the case, I might have shown some respect."

"But as for you... you’re nothing. You just happen to have a trace of Dragon Blood. You aren’t even worthy of a true dragon’s surname, let alone negotiating with me."

Aao Peak was enraged. "Such arrogance! Don’t blame me for being impolite, then!"

"ROAR—"

Along with a faint dragon’s roar, Aao Peak revealed his true form, transforming into a hundred-zhang-long Black Flood Dragon.

Its body was covered in bowl-sized, jet-black Scale Armor. It had three claws under its belly, and its eyes glowed like molten gold, radiating a terrifying majesty.

The Flood Dragon whipped its tail, smashing down toward Ye Lan with the force of a thunderbolt!

"Human Dao Foundation Establishment... is this all you’ve got?"

Ye Lan shook his head slightly. He stood motionless, summoning a flying sword that radiated a chilling aura. His green robes fluttered, and his expression was as calm as an abyss.

WHOOSH!

Countless sky-blotting Taiyi Cyan Vines erupted from the ground, forming an indigo domain.

It enveloped them both.

Positional Divine Technique—Taiyin Vine!

Aao Peak was furious. In his flood dragon form, he opened his mouth and spewed a blast of pitch-black Flood Dragon Flame Breath.

"ROAR!"

The Flood Dragon Flame Breath was scorching hot.

In an instant, everything within sight was consumed by a sea of black fire.

Just as it seemed the indigo domain was about to be burned to ashes...

Aao Peak’s eyes showed a hint of confusion.

’This isn’t right. How could a Positional Divine Technique be so weak?’

"Because this Divine Technique was never complete. It was merely a distraction."

BOOM!

Ye Lan’s eyes glowed with a deep gold light as the phantom of a Golden Robe Emperor Monarch’s Dharma Aspect rose behind him.

Majestic Imperial Purple Qi filled the air, with a Five-Clawed Golden Dragon coiled around it.

The golden dragon was so lifelike that its Dragon Qi felt even more potent than Aao Peak’s!

"You’re a member of the Daqian Royal Family!"

Aao Peak’s pupils trembled.

His eyes widened in fury and shock; he clearly hadn’t expected such a secret to be revealed.

"You’re only realizing it now? Too late!"

Ye Lan hovered in mid-air like a god, his robes fluttering. He swung his hand in a chopping motion, and the Dharma Aspect of the Golden Robe Emperor Monarch behind him mirrored the action.

The chilling flying sword reappeared in a flash, cleaving down viciously toward Aao Peak’s heart!

It was a killing blow from the very start.

If it landed, Aao Peak would surely die.

BANG!

Powerful Sword Qi erupted. Aao Peak shot backward, his flood dragon body twisting and tumbling as he narrowly dodged the fatal strike.

SQUELCH—

A sickening, flesh-tearing sound rang out. The jet-black scales shattered, and over ten zhang of his flood dragon tail was brutally severed.

In that instant, blood gushed like a fountain, and the thick stench of blood filled the entire domain.

"ROAR!"

Aao Peak threw his head back and let out a bloodcurdling howl of agony.

A bloody light shot into the sky. Deep blue Flood Dragon Blood spewed out like a geyser. The wound was a mangled mess of flesh and shattered bone, already covered in a thick layer of blue ice.

"Good, very good! I will remember you, Ye Lan! Just you wait! I will have my revenge for this one day!"

Aao Peak let out a venomous roar. Steeling his heart, he unhesitatingly burned his Life Essence Blood.

He rammed his way out of the indigo domain formed by the Taiyi Cyan Vines.

The crowd outside couldn’t see what had happened inside.

They only knew that in the span of a few breaths, the once hundred-zhang-long, arrogant Black Flood Dragon, Aao Peak, had shrunk to a mere ten zhang. He was covered in blood, and his tail had been severed at the base.

He dove headfirst into the Bone-Eroding Demon Sea.

He looked utterly wretched, not even daring to glance back.

Ye Lan, meanwhile, staggered out clutching his chest as if gravely injured, yet he didn’t forget to send another sword strike after him.

"You beast! You clearly promised me half of Demon Flood Dragon Island, yet you went back on your word and severely injured me!"

Ye Lan roared, "All disciples of the Cyan Cloud Sect, hear my command! You must slay this Demon Flood Dragon and deliver justice for the heavens!"

For a moment, the assembled Cultivators couldn’t tell who was telling the truth.

However, because Aao Peak was of the Demon Race, the vast majority of Cultivators subconsciously sided with Ye Lan.

Meanwhile, Qin Xuan, who had been hiding far away, felt an odd sensation and struggled to suppress the wild grin spreading across his face.

The reason was simple.

The tail-less Aao Peak was swimming right toward him!

A stroke of inspiration hit him.

A Seventh-Grade Opportunity had just delivered itself to his doorstep!

Normally, against an opponent at the Foundation Establishment Eighth Level—even a Human Dao Foundation Establishment—Qin Xuan would be no match.

However, Aao Peak was now grievously wounded, with barely a tenth of his Cultivation remaining. That changed everything.

Qin Xuan assumed Du Legu’s appearance and took out the bottle of green liquid that smelled of realgar.

After Du Legu’s Divine Soul had regained consciousness, Qin Xuan had performed another Soul Search on it and learned the liquid’s function.

This substance was called [Soul-Binding Spirit-Locking Liquid]. It specialized in corroding the Divine Soul and sea of consciousness. For those poisoned, circulating Spiritual Power would feel like being cut by knives.

Their movements would become sluggish, their internal organs would gradually harden, and they would lose all ability to move.

Because it was specially mixed with a Tier Two Ghost Orchid Snake Flower, it was particularly effective against serpentine demon beasts.

’A Black Flood Dragon counts as a snake, right? Oh, and there’s this!’

Qin Xuan rummaged through his Storage Ring and finally pulled out a crystal-clear, Blood Red Dragon Pearl.

He then swiped a hand over his face and transformed, becoming a white-haired, vigorous old man in a red Python Robe.

With every move, he faintly exuded a wisp of a True Dragon’s might!

Watching the approaching Aao Peak, Qin Xuan practically drooled over the Jiao Bone and Flood Dragon Blood on the creature.

’Kid, I was just waiting for you to deliver yourself to my door!’