Chapter 1674

Chapter 1674 (Raw 1686): Ancient Spirit

Upon reaching a common understanding, Xiao Chen straightforwardly gave Ling Yu a bottle containing five kilograms of golden Life Juice Source.

This truly startled Ling Yu. Unexpectedly, Xiao Chen was so generous, which simply surpassed his imagination.

As Ling Yu caressed the bottle, he was filled with joy, nearly dancing on the spot.

When Xiao Chen saw Ling Yu's excited appearance, he smiled and said, "You are a core disciple of a Rank 4 sect, after all. You should not lack resources from the sect. Is there a need to behave so exaggeratedly?"

Ling Yu sighed bitterly. "Martial Uncle, you have no idea. Good stuff that improves the physique has always been rare. They are items that may have a price but cannot be found. There are not many of such things in the sect's store. Furthermore, these things are usually given to the true inheritors first before they go to the core disciples.

"Unless we complete some sect missions, we normally might get just a couple of hundred grams. Furthermore, it is just silver Life Juice Source. It is not comparable to Martial Uncle's at all."

Now, Xiao Chen understood. Suddenly, he saw Ling Yu wanting to pour the Life Juice Source into his mouth. He quickly ordered, "Stop!"

"What's wrong?"

Xiao Chen said helplessly, "This thing is best used by soaking in it, with the support of some other herbs. That will make it easier to absorb."

Ling Yu slapped his forehead and said, "I forgot about that and almost wasted such a valuable item. Mainly, it's because, with the amount we usually get, there is no way to soak in it. Martial Uncle, thanks for reminding me."

Xiao Chen smiled and said, "Don't get too busy with that yet. You should fulfill what you promised me now."

Ling Yu seriously put away the Life Juice Source and smiled. "That's easy. Although the various Great Desolate Eon bloodlines are different, the ways to activate them are largely similar. One only needs to awaken the ancient spirit hidden in the bloodline. In the future, one will be able to activate it with just a thought."

"Ancient spirit?"

"That's right. No matter how many generations the Great Desolate Eon bloodline has been passed down, there will be some amount of remnant spirit in it. For example, my Astral Roc bloodline has the remnant spirit of an Astral Roc. After awakening the remnant spirit and merging it with my soul, I can activate it as I please.

"However, after activating the Great Desolate Eon bloodline, one will face some corresponding restrictions. The stronger one's physical body is, the longer one can stay in the activated bloodline state. If one goes past this limit, there will be some lingering injuries in the physical body. After all, our physical bodies are not truly that of the Great Desolate Eon's ten thousand races."

Xiao Chen entered deep thought and nodded. "How does one awaken the remnant spirit in the bloodline?"

"I have a book for the Remnant Blood Soul Summoning Art. Most people with a Great Desolate Eon bloodline would use a similar Soul Summoning Art."

Xiao Chen received the Remnant Blood Soul Summoning Art and entered deep thought. Then, he suddenly looked at Ling Yu and discovered that Ling Yu was fighting back laughter.

Xiao Chen immediately understood. "What Remnant Blood Soul Summoning Art? The name sounds impressive, but it is actually common goods, right?"

This startled Ling Yu. Then, he guffawed. "Martial Uncle is really smart. As long as it is a disciple with a special bloodline, the sect will give them this book for free. The value of this outside would just be a few hundred Medial Grade Spirit Jades."

Xiao Chen now understood everything. No wonder this fellow was smiling to the point of nearly dancing.

It turned out that Ling Yu used something worth only three hundred Medial Grade Spirit Jades to exchange for a bottle of golden Life Juice Source. No matter who it was, they would go mad with joy.

"Martial Uncle, you are not angry, right?" Ling Yu asked nervously as he eyed Xiao Chen's expression.

Xiao Chen flipped open the Remnant Blood Soul Summoning Art's manual and looked through it. Then, he laughed softly, "You are overthinking. That thing was meant as a greeting gift for you in the first place. I still have one ton of it or so. I originally intended to help you to cleanse your bones a few times.

"Now that I've heard about the treatment you receive from your sect, I feel that it is no longer necessary. I think it is enough already!"

When Ling Yu heard that, the smile on his face vanished, replaced by dismay. "Martial Uncle, don't, please. I was wrong…"

Xiao Chen smiled faintly. "That depends on your performance."

Ling Yu immediately felt regret. Why did he try to act smart? This was great. The loss was too great.

Ling Yu's heart ached. The joy from obtaining five kilograms of golden Life Juice Source transformed instantly into acute depression.

"Never mind, let's not talk about that anymore. I would like to seek advice from Martial Uncle. How did you temper your killing Qi, so that you can unleash and withdraw your killing Qi as you please? How do I make my killing Qi like Martial Uncle's, as heavy as a mountain and suffocating others?"

At that question, Xiao Chen closed the Remnant Blood Soul Summoning Art's manual and revealed a complicated expression. He looked at Ling Yu and asked, "How old are you this year?"

"Martial Uncle, Ling Yu will be twenty this year. I entered the main sect when I was fifteen. This year is the fifth year since I started cultivating."

What was Xiao Chen doing when he was twenty?

The geniuses of the Great Thousand Realms were truly fortunate. Xiao Chen felt somewhat melancholic. Then, he smiled and said, "I'm thirty-odd years old this year."

Ling Yu did not hear the timeworn tone in Xiao Chen's voice. Feeling the comment strange, he asked, "What's wrong with being thirty-odd? In the Great Thousand Realms, our lifespan is really long. Even at fifty, we are considered young.

"Could this have something to do with age?"

Ling Yu tilted his head to the side, revealing a confused look. "That can't be right. The true inheritors of the main sect are not young, much older than Martial Uncle. However, I have never seen any of them display a killing Qi that is so terrifying, suffocating others."

Xiao Chen collected his thoughts and said softly, "Killing Qi needs to be slowly accumulated. Only then can one turn quantity into quality. There are no side paths."

Ling Yu was disappointed to hear this. It was different from what he imagined.

As for how Xiao Chen's killing Qi came about, he had experienced too much killing in the Sky Dome Realm and the Kunlun Realm.

He had undergone countless battles of various sizes. If there were not ten thousand of them, there were at least several thousand.

There was no way for Ling Yu to compare with Xiao Chen on that; he was simply too young. When Xiao Chen was twenty, he had been as fresh as Ling Yu, and not even as powerful.

"If you want to take a shortcut, there is actually a way."

Ling Yu's eyes lit up. "What way?"

Xiao Chen smiled mysteriously, causing Ling Yu to tremble. "Martial Uncle, don't scare me."

"Three days hence, exchange moves with me for four hours every day. Do this for one whole month. Although your killing Qi will not grow, you will get inured to an enemy's killing Qi. You will not appear as inexperienced as you did today."

When Ling Yu heard that, he was slightly startled. Could it be that he had to experience what he did earlier every day?

However, after a while, he thought of something. Then, he nodded seriously and said, "Good. Three days from now, I will come and seek advice from Martial Uncle."

After saying that, Ling Yu headed inside.

Xiao Chen pointed outside and said, "Little Martial Nephew, your room is outside."

Ling Yu smiled embarrassedly. "Sorry, old habits…old habits…"

After Ling Yu left, Xiao Chen started reading the Remnant Blood Soul Summoning Art's manual again, contemplating it.

Right now, he had two urgent matters to deal with: one, breaking through; two, activating the Azure Dragon bloodline.

Regardless of which one succeeded, Xiao Chen's strength would advance significantly, experiencing a qualitative improvement. Two months later, he would get even more opportunities at the Fiendish Demon Battlefield.

Based on what Ling Yu said, the Purple Flame Sect still had the mysterious true inheritors, people whose position was even higher than the sect Elders'.

These people were much stronger than Xiao Chen. At that time, he would definitely face these people in direct competition; they could not be underestimated.

Xiao Chen had to set his priorities when dealing with matters. With two urgent matters, he had to focus on one first for greater efficiency.

After thinking for a while, he decisively chose to awaken the Azure Dragon remnant spirit in his bloodline.

Xiao Chen arrived at the cultivation room that Ling Yu normally used. He looked around and felt very satisfied.

Originally, Xiao Chen had been worried that the commotion caused by awakening the Azure Dragon remnant spirit would be huge. Looking at the layout of this cultivation room, he relaxed.

There were many layers of formations in it that could isolate a cultivator's aura. A lot of thought had gone into the building materials of the walls.

The Purple Flame Sect probably already considered all this. After all, everyone generally had secrets of their own. The sect had to give its disciples a place for their secrets.

"Soul summoning! According to the book, the higher the quality of the bloodline, the stronger the lingering ancient spirit will be. The old Dragon Horse said that my bloodline is at least Grade 8, stronger than any one of the six remaining Dragon Race bloodlines."

Xiao Chen felt some anticipation in his heart. The old Dragon Horse had said that the highest grade of a bloodline of the Dragon Race before was only Grade 7.

Xiao Chen's Grade 8 bloodline was somewhat queer, so the old Dragon Horse had told him not to tell anyone.

In one night, Xiao Chen finished reading the Remnant Blood Soul Summoning Art's manual. Then, he spent a day pondering it. Now, he completely understood everything that he previously did not.

When Xiao Chen felt fully confident, he began.

The book said that there was a chance of failing the soul summoning. Each failure dealt great damage to the physical body and soul.

One still needed to be careful.

With some anticipation, Xiao Chen closed his eyes. He circulated his Veritable Essence Energy in the pathway for the Remnant Blood Soul Summoning Art.

His blood roiled as his body gave off a terrifying aura from the ancient Great Desolate Eon. It filled the entire room, and the formations for isolating aura buzzed.

Xiao Chen immediately felt that the reaction was not good. He had somewhat underestimated the ancient spirit in his bloodline.

This was just the start. When he started formally summoning the spirit, he would definitely expose his secret.

At the summit, Ye Zifeng, who was cultivating with his eyes closed, opened his eyes. Many Cloud Sea Elders also opened their eyes at the same time, revealing puzzled expressions.

Cloud Sea cultivators had already started cultivating Soul Energy and were exceptionally sensitive to the aura of ancient spirits.