Martial Arrogance Dragon Soul-Chapter 274 - 262 Dragon’s Chant of Eight Paths

Qin Qing was certain that Ye Xin had no idea the stele left behind by her parents was the Burial Dragon Stele.

Similarly, it was likely that Ye Xin’s uncle was also unaware.

Otherwise, given his uncle’s personality, he would have long since claimed the Burial Dragon Stele for himself.

Had Ye Xin not shown such callousness and ruthlessness, Qin Qing would surely have informed her about the affair and guided both her and her brother in cultivation.

After all, Qin Qing had obtained the Secret Technique from the Burial Dragon Stele, along with the mysterious energy stored within it.

But now that things had reached this point, there was no need for any of that.

After hearing Ye Xin’s scolding, Ye Jiang could only helplessly look towards Qin Qing.

"Then, Brother Qin, I shall take my leave first," he said.

Qin Qing responded with a light smile and a nod.

This was originally Ye Jiang’s chance, but since his sister Ye Xin was taking him away, what more could Qin Qing say?

But who knows, what would Ye Xin think upon learning that Qin Qing could not only comprehend the mysteries of the Secret Technique on Transmission Cliff but was also about to have the chance to sit in discourse with the ancient ancestor of Heavenly Lake Palace?

Would she feel annoyance, regret, and deep self-reproach for pulling Ye Jiang away from Qin Qing at this moment?

Qin Qing chose not to dwell on these thoughts.

His attention returned once again to the stone cliff.

Very quickly, he was sure that he had fully grasped all the Secret Techniques engraved on the cliff.

"It’s about time, isn’t it?" Qin Qing thought to himself, believing it was the moment to induce the resonance with the ancient bronze Dragon Cauldron.

"Boom..."

Just then.

The ancient bronze Dragon Cauldron once again emitted a majestic sound.

This time, the sound was louder and more penetrating than the previous two.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom..."

Following the first boom, seven more resounded in succession.

At this, the crowd erupted once again.

Dragon’s Chant of the Eight Paths!

This was recognized as a sign of extraordinary talent!

Ever since the founding of Heavenly Lake Palace, the Transmission Cliff, and the ancient bronze Dragon Cauldron, the most they had heard was Dragon’s Chant of the Seven Paths.

Yet today, someone had achieved Dragon’s Chant of the Eight Paths!

Who was this person?

All eyes turned towards the Martial Cultivator who had triggered the resonance of the Dragon Cauldron.

It was a young man dressed in a purple long robe.

"It’s Huang Fuhe!" 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

"It turns out to be Huang Fuhe, the talented elder of Heavenly Lake Palace!"

"This is Huang Fuhe’s first time observing the Secret Technique of Transmission Cliff..."

"Indeed, although Transmission Cliff has been around for many years, Huang Fuhe has never visited. This is his first time."

"Huang Fuhe is only twenty-eight this year, yet he has already condensed a Golden Core, becoming the youngest elder since the foundation of Heavenly Lake Palace. Now he has even triggered eight Dragon’s Chants—such talent is truly unprecedented and unmatched!"

"Whether there are any successors is uncertain, but certainly no one before him has ever triggered eight Dragon’s Chants."

"The previous record was also seven Dragon’s Chants, created by the talented female cultivator Xia Caihe and Wanyan Jun from the Wanyan Clan."

The crowd was abuzz with discussions, as gazes filled with heat, reverence, and envy fell upon Huang Fuhe.

With his handsome features and tall stature, Huang Fuhe stood out among the crowd, a crane among chickens.

Even Ye Xin couldn’t help but be captivated by him.

At this moment, she felt as if she had glimpsed the man of her destiny.

Her heart yearned for such an outstanding man to become her Dao companion—how wonderful that would be?

It wasn’t just the female cultivators present who took a liking to Huang Fuhe; the male cultivators also held him in great esteem.

Huang Fuhe’s talent was simply too high, too strong, the kind that drove others to despair.

As martial cultivators, if someone’s talent was only slightly better than yours or if the gap in talent could be bridged by effort or luck, then that gap wouldn’t lead to despair. Competition and even jealousy might arise, with the desire to catch up with or surpass the other.

However, when the gap in talent is simply too vast, when you know that no amount of effort, luck, or opportunity could ever allow you to overtake the other, all that’s left is despair.

Only genuine, heartfelt admiration!

Huang Fuhe was such a devastatingly superior being.

At least, that’s how it was for the vast majority of people.

"Congratulations Elder Huang Fuhe!"

Ye Tianming also approached at this time to offer his congratulations to Huang Fuhe.

Ye Tianming was quite old and merely a steward, while Huang Fuhe, though only twenty-eight, was already a bona fide elder of the Heavenly Lake Palace.

Now that Huang Fuhe had comprehended the Secret Technique and even induced the eight Dragon’s Chants, how could Ye Tianming, one who liked to curry favor and take shortcuts, miss the opportunity to offer his congratulations?

Huang Fuhe responded with a faint smile towards Ye Tianming, nodding his head as an answer.

"Elder Huang Fuhe is a genius that Heavenly Lake Palace sees once in a millennium. Whether our palace can surpass the Snow Eagle Sect within a hundred years depends on you!" Murong Hao spoke to Huang Fuhe with a rather respectful look.

Although Murong Hao’s father, Murong Qingsong, was the Great Elder of Heavenly Lake Palace, Huang Fuhe was a rising star. Despite his young age, he was already an elder of Heavenly Lake Palace and was highly regarded by the Palace Master and the ancestors, having a good reputation within the sect.

So in front of Huang Fuhe, Murong Hao did not show the slightest bit of arrogance due to his own status.

Huang Fuhe smiled and nodded in return, replying to Murong Hao, "Actually, Murong Young Master, your talent is also not bad. If you spent less effort on unnecessary things, you would surely achieve a better fate in martial arts."

Murong Hao laughed awkwardly; he quite understood what Huang Fuhe was referring to.

It was all about the indulgences of wine and women, but Murong Hao’s mind was preoccupied with such things. To ask him to abandon these distractions and devote himself wholeheartedly to martial arts?

He simply couldn’t do it.

Huang Fuhe chuckled again and said, "As for comprehending the secret of the Secret Technique, I’ll have to trouble the Great Elder to make a record of it. Should I have the opportunity to enter Saint Lake Mountain, I hope the Great Elder will take good care of me!"

After exchanging a few more polite words, Huang Fuhe gracefully made his exit.

Having already grasped the Secret Technique, there was no need for him to linger at Transmission Cliff.

Thereafter, Huang Fuhe left under the envious gaze of the crowd.

A talent like his was already blindingly bright.

From the discussions among the crowd, praise for him could be heard, with many claiming he was the number one genius since the founding of Heavenly Lake Palace.

This time, he even triggered eight Dragon’s Chants.

In the time to come, who else could stir the Dragon Cauldron Resonance?

Could there emerge a martial cultivator with stunning talent, breaking the record of Huang Fuhe’s eight Dragon’s Chants?

Everyone thought it very unlikely, very unlikely indeed...

Even to say, it was virtually impossible.

Yet at this moment, the Dragon Cauldron sounded again.

And upon Qin Qing’s body, waves of Spiritual Patterns began to spread out...