The Ascension of the Favorite Spirit

Chapter 422 Mu Yi Accepts a Disciple

Lord Yehan's words were like a knife, piercing into the heart of the Corpse Dragon Queen effortlessly.

Shimei, Shilan, and Shili were stunned one after another after listening to his introduction.

"The Drought Demon Clan of Sun Abyss...are still built here?"

"The supreme ancestor of the Drought Demon Clan, "Tiannu Demon"... is still immortal? "

"And our clan has formed a bond with them...to protect them for generations?"

The two strongest and oldest guardians of the Corpse Dragon Queen clan looked at each other, and suddenly their faces were filled with blood.

Dragon blood dripped from the corners of their eyes, and the bright red blood beads seemed to be heated red by a soldering iron. The drops were hot and eye-catching.

"Shiju...live up to the old patriarch's trust!"

"Those young tribesmen who once sacrificed their divine blood for her will definitely laugh heartily if there are any souls left!"

Shili slowly closed her eyes, suppressing the flow of blood in her eyes.

She took several deep breaths, then hugged the treasure box containing the ancestor's plasma and scales, and managed to calm down.

Then, with a serious face, she performed the "six-armed heart-grabbing ceremony" towards Lord Ye Han.

This is the most solemn etiquette of the Corpse Dragon Queen clan. Generally, it can only be used within the same clan when a lower-ranking person pays homage to a higher-ranking person.

"Please accept my respects from this king."

"Shiju carries the hope of the ethnic group and works hard at everything. After all, it is blood that dissolves in water."

"You are willing to escort the inherited fire into the hands of our clan. This friendship will be unforgettable by the entire clan of the Corpse Dragon Queen!"

"Serious words."

Ye Hanjun smiled calmly and said calmly:

"Shiju and I have not only become friends, but also unquestionable allies."

"How is your current situation in Xihai? If you have any confusion, you can discuss it with me and I will do my best."

"Clan leader...maybe this is our chance."

Shimei suddenly stared at Shili, her eyes shaking, obviously with a strong appeal.

Shi Lan hesitated for a moment, her eyes suddenly became firm, and she roared like thunder, hoarse and rough:

"Clan leader, even though you have plasma, your inheritance can be guaranteed to continue!"

"But our clan's predicament is before us, and the risk of annihilation cannot be eradicated unless we address our urgent needs!"

"Having said that..."

Shili opened her mouth and finally sighed:

"Hui, you don't know something."

"Our clan has been able to survive the modern era stably, thanks to the support and trust of Lord Black Xuanwu."

"But that adult's current situation is extremely pessimistic."

"Queen Jueying and His Majesty Tianjing suspect that he has entered his old age, and the signs of chaos have spread from the West Sea to the other three seas..."

"Into old age?" Ye Hanjun was surprised.

"Yes." Shili said solemnly:

"Lord Black Xuanwu, inherit the legacy of the first generation Xuanwu in ancient times, guard the West Sea, and protect billions of marine creatures."

"The reason why he can live for such a long time is due to the special nature of the immortal bloodline. He relies on the power of faith of all living beings to increase his longevity."

"But this is not an endless thing. When we entered the first era of the new universe, we could faintly see 'tiredness' on Him."

"In the second era of the new universe, he is completely dormant and unable to come out. All signs indicate that he... may not survive this era."

Shili said, showing a hint of worry, and kept thinking:

"We don't know for the time being whether he will imitate the first generation of Xuanwu and use the "God-Continuing Technique" to forcibly catalyze the creation of the third generation of Xuanwu God with his early self-sacrifice, inherit his legacy, and thus take over the identity of the overlord of the West Sea again. . "

"However... no matter whether He does this or not, the fall of the old master and the replacement of the new master, this blank period is often a critical moment for hundreds of millions of marine creatures to reshuffle."

"Our clan is stuck at the point of decline. We have taken a step back and completely lost our divinity."

"So, although we are the guardian clan of the West Sea, our intimidation power is not as good as before. I don't know how many clans look at us as if they are prey. As long as there is a chance, they will definitely take our place..."

Shili shared information with Ye Hanjun in a conversational tone.

Ye Hanjun frowned and listened silently, sighing in his heart.

Black Xuanwu's longevity has actually bottomed out...

It makes sense if you think about it carefully. This person has lived for too long. He is not in a long-term sleep state like Tiannu Ba and is always active. How can he maintain the eternal fire of life.

The West Sea is far more dangerous than I imagined!

Even the four guardian deities crawling at the feet of Black Xuanwu, including Xuanwu Holy Turtle, Shadow Jellyfish, Sky Blue Whale, and Corpse Dragon Queen, may have their own thoughts and cannot work together.

"What are you going to do?"

Ye Hanjun asked straight to the point.

He can participate in decision-making, but he does not have enough strength to influence this matter, so he must be extra cautious.

"We have no intention of getting into trouble."

"The original plan was that once we reach 3000, the second era of the Cenozoic Era, Black Xuanwu will still not be born. For the future of the ethnic group, we will move out of the West Sea and never participate in subsequent disputes."

"After that, no matter who the new overlord of the West Sea is, we will neither surrender nor get close to him. We just want to stay away from all right and wrong."

Shili stroked the box in her arms, with a look of nostalgia in her eyes, and her tone suddenly became complicated:

"But now, the situation has changed again."

"With this fire inherited from our ancestors, we seem to have a few more choices."

"I am considering absorbing the inheritance personally, reaching the realm of the Holy Perfection as quickly as possible, and being ready to welcome the arrival of war at any time."

"Let's continue on the path of living a meager existence. In order to survive, we will not hesitate to bury the reputation left by our ancestors, go to a place that no one knows, accumulate time, and nurture future generations..."

Ye Hanjun was stunned. He roughly understood what Shili meant.

The plasma and scales of the Corpse Dragon Lady are of great use.

If it is completely absorbed by the existing clan members, it will not only allow Shili, who is the leader of the clan, to be promoted from the realm of the Holy Saint to the Holy Perfection as quickly as possible.

Key combat units such as Shimei and Shilan can also rely on divine blood to restore their peak combat power as much as possible.

But doing so will only treat the symptoms but not the root cause.

This generation of Corpse Dragon Queen has indeed become stronger, but in the next generation, reproduction is still a problem.

On the contrary, if the plasma and scales of the female corpse dragon are used to nurture new offspring.

They can cultivate more tribesmen and strengthen the strength and foundation of the tribe, which will obviously be more natural than now.

"Both ends of the scale are fair."

"If we make a desperate move, all opportunities lie in this era. Once we fail, the Corpse Dragon Queen's family will not be able to escape the clutches of destruction."

"If you are cautious and spread the opportunities one by one to the second, third, and fourth eras of the new universe, your clan can last longer and have more potential possibilities..."

Lord Ye Han looked forward and backward, and it was equally difficult to make a decision.

He could only give advice based on his own situation:

"If it were me, I might choose to take a big gamble."

"Striving to survive for two or three epochs is like boiling a frog in warm water."

"As long as no true fetus of the Gods is born, the bloodline will eventually decline and the race will eventually be broken up. However, that scene will not be witnessed by you, but by your descendants. You will not feel particularly uncomfortable in your heart."

"But... let alone becoming a god, I'm not sure about even half-step to becoming a god..."

Shili looked at a loss for a moment, and said in great confusion:

"Sacrificing tribesmen and blending taboos are just trying methods."

"Although successful, I can feel that my bloodline is not stable. Even if I reach the Holy Perfection in the future, the possibility of going higher...is very slim."

"On the other hand, it's Shi Ju. She can use the bloodline of the Corpse Dragon Girl as a springboard to graft into the Drought Demon Clan. Maybe it will be a bright road. I sincerely wish her..."

Ye Hanjun squeezed his eyebrows and said nothing.

He probably knows why Shili's core personality is "melancholy" in her attribute panel.

When you hold the position of clan leader at a young age, you have to consider the propagation of the race at one time and your own growth at the other. This is so busy, and it is normal to work hard.

"Clan leader, don't give up easily!"

"Absorbing the plasma of the ancestor, the unstable factors in the blood may be able to be peeled off!"

Shimei and Shilan could not help but encourage:

"No matter what the future of the tribe becomes, we just need to do our best, and let God decide the rest."

"Yes, Li'er, it's not your fault. It's a miracle that our clan can survive through the ancient universe. Every era in the new universe is a gift from fate. Now that we have a new inherited fire and the protection of the goddess Ba, what will happen in the future? It’s too early to tell now…”

After a few words, Shili was shocked to realize that she had lost her composure and immediately apologized to Lord Yehan.

Ye Hanjun shook his head, thought again and again, summoned Muyi Hanba and asked his opinion.

"Fengshen bloodline, forbidden gathering?"

Muyi just raised his eyes and glanced at Shili, her eyelids kept twitching as if she had been hit by a heavy hammer:

"This bandage seems to have been seen somewhere..."

"The form under the bandage... Drought Demon?"

"No wonder they are allies. It turns out that you signed a contract with the Drought Demon Clan, and everything can be explained..."

"when!"

Muyi Hanba selectively ignored the shock of outsiders towards him. He had long been numb to similar expressions.

He circled around Shili, suddenly jumped up, pierced her arm with a corpse finger, picked up a drop of corpse blood from it, smeared it on his tongue, and tasted it carefully.

"Well, it does smell like a lot of 'impurities', and it's very unclean..."

"Your judgment is correct. Once you reach the Holy Perfection in this state, you will have no possibility of going any further and will always be able to stay at this stage."

"Senior of the Hanba Clan, do you have any way to save me?"

Shimei and Shilan were obviously much higher in rank than Muyi at this time, but at close range, they could feel the aura of desolation that shocked the heavens and weeping ghosts and gods, as if everything should surrender in front of this drought demon, naturally. Don't dare to have any mentality of looking down upon.

"I'm not absolutely sure."

Muyi Hanba thought for a moment and said lightly:

"Why don't you follow me and practice the art of 'bloodline recasting'?"

"But you are different from me. I am rebuilding after sealing, step by step, steadily."

"You are compressed. You must stay at the level of the Holy Saint Xu Yin for a longer time, do your best to polish your own bloodline, and when the time is truly ripe, you can break through to the Holy Saint perfection in one go."

"In this way, your future will not be surrounded by layers of darkness. At least there will be a ray of light illuminating your heart..."

"Gulu..."

Shili—suddenly seemed to have lost her identity as the head of the clan and turned into a timid little girl, with a trace of uneasiness and surprise flowing between her brows.

It was the first time she heard about this kind of cultivation method, and her mind became active, like the endless sea water, crashing into her soul again and again.

"Xiao Shili, Grandpa Muyi is super powerful, you have to seize the opportunity!"

Xiao Guagua ran to Shili's ear and said secretly:

"He is the "corpse" who once stayed in your tribe. He must have a good impression of you. "

"Moreover, he has achieved half-step to become a god by killing one. He has achieved outstanding military exploits by attacking from below."

"Even among the Hanbao clan, Grandpa Muyi is a famous figure. He is the King of Holy Kings and the Invincible God. These names are all made by killing, and every word is stained with blood!"

"Gudong..."

This time, it was Shimei and Shilan's turn to bite their tongues in shock.

Kill half a step to become a god?

In other words, existences like Queen Jueying and His Majesty Sky Whale once fell in front of him, just a cold corpse?

And all of this is achieved at the level of the Holy Perfection, isn't it also a half-step to becoming a god?

"Li'er, go ahead."

"Since it's a huge gamble, we might as well bet it all. At least a half-step god must be born in this era before our clan can hope to rise."

Shimei patted Shili on the back, sincerely and eagerly.

"Don't worry, we are in the clan, there will be no problem."

Shilan licked her lips and said with a serious smile:

"We will lead our tribe to move out of Xihai in advance and not cause trouble."

"If you fail and fail to look at the higher scenery, the Corpse Dragon Queen family will have no regrets in making this decision."

"But if you succeed, all the tribesmen who died will be proud of you, and the tribesmen who are still alive will be inspired by you, and then receive your protection, and their uneasy hearts will be comforted..."

Shili was dumbfounded, eyes constantly flashing with excitement, and waves stirring inside.

Finally, she bit the dragon's lips, and the dragon's eyes widened, filled with endless energy.

She bent her upper body at ninety degrees, as if in the posture of a student, and surrendered to Muyi Hanba:

"Sir, please teach me the art of recasting!"

"No matter whether I can learn it or not, and no matter how far I can go, Shili is willing to serve you as my teacher for the rest of my life!"

"OK."

Muyi Hanba nodded, cherishing words like gold.

In his eyes, this seemed to be just a trivial matter, and he didn't take it to heart at all.

"Lord of Humanity, please stay for a few days."

"I helped her seal her bloodline, compress it back to the Holy Void Yin, and start the first step of recasting."

"good."

Ye Hanjun smiled slightly, and Guagua beside him cheered, eager to explore the castle with Hua Zhu.

Five days later, everything went smoothly.

Lord Ye Han left the Corpse Cave without making a sound, and there was another figure in the team.

It was a small lizard the size of a palm, with scales all over its body that were more beautiful than the nails of a beautiful girl.

She didn't have any strange breath leaking out. When nothing happened, she stood on Lie Xinxin's shoulder and let the weak flames burn her body.

"Let's go! Old man Xiahou must be very anxious!"

Guagua was walking in goose-step, driving the twelve-grade golden lotus to charge ahead and lead the way.

The group of people returned to the original place and spent more than a year returning to Jellyfish Island. As expected, Xiahou Danxin stood on the island with a look of despair and despair.

"Hometown... I miss home..."

"When can I go home... Chimera Zaizai, come back quickly, don't get kidnapped by the bad guys..."

"Uh-huh!!"

Ye Hanjun jumped out from the bottom of the sea and landed on the island with precision.

The "Mechanical Gazelle King" and "Mechanical Scarecrow" in standby mode all light up their pupils like lightbulbs, and their respective detection radars frantically capture pheromones in the space.

"Senior, we are back."

Ye Hanjun stood in front of Xiahou Danxin, only a hundred meters away.

He waved to the old man, but the old man couldn't see it at all. The sadness in his eyes was thicker than the shadows.

"Wow~~~"

Lord Ye Han summoned Lan Qi Ji, and in an instant, Xiahou Danxin seemed to trigger a start switch in the human body, and he jumped into the sky and rushed straight into Lan Qi Ji's arms.

"Bang!"

As soon as the snake's head hit, the old man was buried in the soil faster.

He struggled to crawl out of the soil, his eyes glowing red, extremely scary:

"Oh! It's the cute Chimera cub! My most outstanding scientific research achievement~~~"

"I miss you so much that I'm going to die. If you don't show up, I will issue a notice to find the beast~~~"

"babble!"

Guagua covered her face, not wanting to look at him:

"Old man, old man, be serious!"

"Do you still remember our itinerary? When we visit Mechanical God Mountain, only you can lead the way!"

"Lingling, activate the home mode!"

Xiahoudan reluctantly touched the Chimera's stinky feet, then sat down on the back of the Mechanical Gazelle King, his face almost overflowing with excitement.

"Beep! Navigation is on! Planning the route!"

"Destination - Mechanical God Mountain!"

"Starting from the current position, the fastest estimate is 15 years, and the slowest estimate is 50 years..."

"The fastest, the fastest! Where is the time to waste on the road?!"

Xiahou Danxin interrupted his contracted spirit. The latter's eyes flashed twice, and the mechanical voice he spat out immediately corrected:

"Latest instructions received."

"It is expected that the number of transfer teleportation formations will be no less than 1,635 times..."

"The nearest teleportation formation has been captured. At two o'clock, start accumulating power...start running at a high speed...arrive at the target location..."

"Warning! The teleportation array at the current location is accidentally damaged. Plan 1, repair, estimated time 36 hours, required materials..."

"Plan 2, replace the route, five days' walk from the current location... Ding! The owner manually selects Plan 1, and executes it immediately..."

...(End of this chapter)

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