Chapter 78

However, Yang Chen did not bother with these trivial matters.

Xu Hui could take care of that.

“Lady Zhao, this is a healing pill! It’s quite effective, quickly take it!”

Yang Chen took out a white pill and brought it towards Zhao Shirou’s mouth.

But Zhao Shirou turned her head away, her red lips tightly formationed.

After all, the recent events were still fresh in her mind.

She did not want to follow in her master’s footsteps.

Who knew if this fellow had poisoned the pill for her?

“Rest assured, it’s not poisoned!”

Seeing her wariness, Yang Chen said seriously: “Li Tengshen had reached the half-step Soul Transformation realm, killing him was no easy task, so I had to resort to this scheme! In fact, I am a very upright and forthright person! Others all call me the modest gentleman, a paragon of righteousness!”

Pah!

“Stop disgusting me!”

Zhao Shirou spat out disdainfully, a hint of blush on her face.

But in the end, her red lips parted slightly as she prepared to take the pill from Yang Chen’s hand and put it in her mouth.

However, seeing those tempting red lips, a hint of amusement curved Yang Chen’s lips.

Then, he pinched the pill with his fingers and directly fed it into her mouth.

“Ah! Umm! You!”

Zhao Shirou was instantly stunned, her beautiful eyes filled with embarrassed indignation.

This bastard actually put his fingers into her mouth!

How vile!

Truly disgusting!

Zhao Shirou wanted to spit it out immediately. But as soon as the pill entered her mouth, it dissolved into a stream of medicinal qi.

She could only shoot Yang Chen an angry glare before crossing her legs and absorbing it.

The injuries on her body rapidly recovered.

In a moment, Zhao Shirou’s complexion regained some rosiness, appearing even more alluringly beautiful.

Meanwhile, Yang Chen wiped the moisture from his fingers and began toying with a red jade seal in his other hand.

The jade seal was deep red, carved with a few life-like crimson dragon patterns. Holding it, one could feel a scorching heat emanating from it.

Furthermore, through this jade seal, there was a faint sense of having the entire capital of Liyang under one’s control.

This was the hereditary Jade Seal of the Liyang Royal Family!

It contained the accumulated luck of the Liyang dynasty over tens of thousands of years! And it had been nourished on the Dragon Vein for thousands of years!

Dragon Vein was the term used for a country’s spiritual landscape. In cultivation sects, it was called a Spirit Vein.

The capital of Liyang was situated atop such a Spirit Vein.

And the Liyang Royal Palace was built at the most auspicious location on this vein.

This was the fundamental reason why the royal family was always stronger than the other major cultivating clans.

And after being nurtured by the Liyang Royal Family for tens of thousands of years, this Jade Seal had developed a spirit. Aside from the Li family bloodline, no one else could activate it.

Yang Chen tried a few times, but there was no effect.

“Don’t bother! Only those of the Li bloodline can activate this Jade Seal! You should just return it to Hao’er!” Zhao Shirou, who had walked over, said.

Within the Liyang Royal Palace, this Jade Seal was the most precious treasure.

Only with this Jade Seal could one truly and properly claim the title of Lord of Liyang.

However, Yang Chen did not intend to hand the Jade Seal over to Hao’er. Because he had a feeling that this Jade Seal would be of great use to him.

Yang Chen recalled the dragon’s spine he had obtained from killing ‘Ye Yun’ previously.

He took it out without hesitating.

Roar!

A muffled draconic howl emanated from the dragon’s spine.

A golden dragon silhouette appeared, encircling the dragon’s spine.

At the same time, the crimson Jade Seal seemed to be affected by the dragon’s spine, emitting draconic howls as crimson light radiated from it!

“What is this thing? A dragon bone?”

On the side, Zhao Shirou’s pupils dilated as she sensed an overwhelming pressure descending upon her.

She could not help but want to kneel down. But having recovered some of her cultivation, she resisted this pressure with difficulty. Yet beads of sweat still formed on her fair forehead.

“Indeed, it is a dragon’s bone! Previously I was puzzled over how to refine it, but now I suddenly have a direction!”

Yang Chen said slowly, a hint of a smile on his lips.

When he first obtained this divine dragon’s spine, he did not immediately refine it because he still had remnants of the Yin-Yang Harmony Flower’s qi within his body.

But during this period, he had basically absorbed all of that flower’s qi already.

He had previously attempted to refine the dragon’s spine once before.

But he always felt a sense of rejection between his body and the dragon’s spine.

After all, the dragon’s spine contained the essence of a divine dragon.

To directly refine it into the human body, it was best to have a guiding medium.

The ideal guiding medium would be dragon’s blood. But there were no dragon races in the Northern Spiritual Realm.

However, this Jade Seal contained the accumulated luck of Liyang, worth tens of thousands of years.

The crimson dragon within, though a dragon of fortune, could still be considered a type of dragon.

Yang Chen had read in ancient texts that in primordial times, there was a realm spanning hundreds of millions of miles that had a hereditary dynasty lasting over a hundred thousand years.

The hereditary Jade Seal of that dynasty accumulated the realm’s luck over those hundreds of thousands of years.

Eventually, the dragon of fortune actually transformed into a substantial golden dragon!

It even gave birth to its own consciousness, becoming a true dragon with bloodline power far surpassing that of ordinary dragon races!

In other words, a luck dragon and the dragon race were ultimately one and the same!

The dragon of fortune within Liyang’s Jade Seal could serve as the guiding medium for Yang Chen to refine the divine dragon’s spine!

Yang Chen sent a message to Yan Jiu, instructing him to finish devouring Li Tengshen’s soul and come over quickly.

The refinement of the dragon’s spine would undoubtedly be a long process, so Yang Chen needed someone to protect him while he cultivated.

This person could not possibly be Zhao Shirou, as this woman had not been fully subdued yet.

At the Converging Dragon Pool within the Liyang Royal Palace, the core of the Spirit Vein running under the capital city.

Spiritual qi swirled into misty clouds that hovered in mid-air, resembling the dwelling of immortals.

Beneath the clouds was a pool.

The water in the pool had a pale golden hue.