Chapter 236: Qin Jingtian’s Inheritance
Qin Mu cursed endlessly in his heart, his complexion growing increasingly grim.
Even in the Blood Flood Dragon Body state, he was still suppressed to this extent by four Fierce Insects.
In the battle between Blood Flood Dragon True Intent and Troop Devouring Ghost Moth, he couldn’t gain the slightest advantage.
The Su Yan opposite him didn’t feel like a True Intent Realm Martial Artist at all; he was clearly an extremely difficult Dan Qiao Realm Martial Artist.
He was unwilling in his heart. During True Intent Realm, he couldn’t surpass Gu Lingfeng; now in Dan Qiao Realm, he still couldn’t surpass Su Yan. Wasn’t this a breakthrough in vain?
A surge of hot blood rushed to his head, his eyes seeming to ignite.
Blood Flood Dragon Furious Waves!
His figure transformed, muscles and bones extending throughout his body, muscles bulging, Blood Flood Dragon True Intent like a red beam of light rushing into his body. The next moment, True Intent united, Golden Core as the core, transforming him into a hundred-zhang blood-colored Flood Dragon.
The blood-colored Flood Dragon roared forward, surging waves rising around its body, blotting out the sky and covering the earth as it charged straight at Su Yan.
The Fifth Layer rumbled and shook, as if the tower body itself was lightly trembling.
“Suppress”
Su Yan waved his hand, and the Myriad Insect Prison Suppressing Tower flew out, charging directly toward the wave crest.
At this time, all the Fierce Insects including Troop Devouring Ghost Moth, Six-Winged Blood Centipede, Flame Armored Scorpion, etc., had their power gathered on the Hundred Poisons Gu Seal, surging into Su Yan’s body without reservation.
The intense swelling sensation in his meridians kept assaulting him; in a short time, it had already reached the True Essence quantity of Dan Qiao level.
If not for his extremely sturdy physical body, he would probably already be a blood-soaked figure with ruptured meridians and crumbling flesh and blood.
Su Yan’s eyes were majestic, his aura condensing on his body. Insect Patterns emerged on the Myriad Insect Prison Suppressing Tower, faintly connecting with the Fierce Insects.
In an instant, it transformed into a hundred-meter tower body, suddenly crashing down like a mountain range.
Splash
The blood-colored furious waves immediately calmed, and the Myriad Insect Prison Suppressing Tower directly suppressed its power.
Qin Mu reached out with a grab, the massive Dragon Claw seeming to want to flip over the Myriad Insect Prison Suppressing Tower.
The Dragon Claw had just touched it when red light like thunder surged out, striking the Dragon Claw.
“Roar”
A pained angry roar came; with just one strike, the Dragon Scales on the Dragon Claw had already shattered.
Su Yan pointed with Sword Finger, and the Myriad Insect Prison Suppressing Tower charged straight at Qin Mu.
Boom
The tower body smashed down, Qin Mu struggling with his Flood Dragon body to resist.
One strike…
An even match, but cracks appeared in the Dragon Scales on Qin Mu’s body, and the blood-colored waves enveloping his body were completely shattered.
Two strikes…
The Blood Flood Dragon directly took the attack head-on, scales flying in all directions, True Essence scattering.
On the third strike, Qin Mu directly separated, transforming back into human form, his True Intent Beast Spirit completely suppressed into his body…
Red light flashed, and Jing Tian Tower directly teleported Qin Mu out of the secret realm. Su Yan shook his head slightly, waving his hand to immediately retrieve the Myriad Insect Prison Suppressing Tower.
The True Essence in his body was more than half consumed, but if he still needed to fight, it was not impossible.
Inside Jing Tian Tower, light flowed, and immediately a vortex reappeared.
Su Yan stored away the Fierce Insects, his figure stepping into it, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived in the space of the Sixth Layer.
Rumble!
A massive bolt of lightning tore through the long sky, bright light illuminating the entire night sky.
Torrential rain poured endlessly, raindrops hitting the body like plump, thick beans.
Su Yan looked around and suddenly found himself on the Lingtian River.
The night was vast and dark, Nantian Prefecture City just over ten li away, the tall city walls faintly visible. The river water below surged ceaselessly, a single ordinary wave crest over a hundred meters high.
Su Yan was about to summon the Fierce Insects when his expression changed slightly; a special power seemed to be preventing him from performing any operations.
With a thought, the Fierce Insect Cauldron in the depths of his soul trembled slightly, transmitting a close connection, which eased his heart.
A sharp gaze seemed to pierce through the void, landing on his body.
He focused and looked, suddenly discovering an old man with all white hair and beard, clad in bronze Armor, cheeks gaunt, with an extremely resolute face, standing on the wave crest.
His figure was upright, standing there like a vigorous ancient pine, eyes withdrawn, staring intently at the river water ahead.
“Wicked beast! How dare you traverse the Lingtian River for your tribulation? Do you think the Monster Suppressing Guard’s blades are dull?”
Qin Jingtian?
Su Yan’s gaze sharpened, immediately recognizing the man.
‘Such strong aura, as expected of a Golden Body Realm expert… This is that battle from back then.’
Qin Jingtian did not notice Su Yan, or rather, this was just a phantom from back then.
Su Yan held his breath and watched intently, suddenly seeing the river surface of Lingtian River surging, a pair of scarlet Flood Dragon eyes rising from the water, majestic beyond compare yet filled with a soul-seizing wildness.
River water continuously slid off the massive Flood Dragon body, heavily smashing into the river, crimson scales flickering with red light, powerful aura oppressing the entire river surface to sink, as if to overturn the entire Lingtian River.
“Old dog, those who block the dao are my eternal enemies. Do you really want to fight me to the death?”
Powerful aura directly oppressed toward him. During the tribulation to become a saint, breaking through to sixth-order, it needed to continuously gather momentum to devour the spiritual energy of the river veins.
If they fought now, this consumption would likely be fatal, unless it devoured Qin Jingtian.
Qin Jingtian stepped forward, his figure and aura like a mountain range, waves surging, each massive roar a response.
“Millions of common people in Lingnan Prefecture City, and countless civilians along the upper and lower reaches of Lingtian River—you dare traverse the waters for tribulation, truly bold. Do you think becoming a sixth-order Demon Saint means you can bear such karma?”
“Whether I can bear it is my business.”
The Blood Flood Dragon fully emerged from the water, the river below like a tamed pet clustering around its body. Demonic Essence merged into every drop of river water, any strike capable of unleashing world-destroying power.
The two could not reach an agreement at all, the celestial phenomenon becoming increasingly unpredictable. Powerful thunder tribulation power gathered in the clouds; when the shocking thunder fell, it would be time for metamorphosis.
Treasure Pagoda Suppresses Demons!
Qin Jingtian struck first; he would not gamble on the Blood Flood Dragon’s tribulation failure.
Regardless of whether the wicked beast succeeded or failed in tribulation, forcibly traversing the waters would destroy the Lingtian River veins, leaving Lingnan Prefecture City with nothing.
If it succeeded in tribulation, a sixth-order Demon Saint would have no opponents in this prefecture.
By the time human Martial Saints arrived, this monster would have long followed the river veins to escape into the Eastern Ruins Sea, becoming a great power among the Feral Beasts—who would dare easily provoke a great war to slay demons?
“Overreaching!”
The Blood Flood Dragon roared, endless waves crashing toward Qin Jingtian.
The two fought fiercely, waves roaring unceasingly, thunder rumbling. Though merely simple collisions, it was a world-shattering scene of heaven and earth collapsing.
Pagoda suppresses mountains and rivers; the thousand-meter-wide Lingtian River was nearly severed by the pagoda.
Blood Flood Dragon turnaround, its thousand-zhang body carrying furious waves blasted out a great lake.
Under the rainy night, the two fought for hundreds of rounds.
Thunder as weapon, furious waves sever mountains.
Su Yan finally understood why, hundreds of years later, no other high mountains were visible along the Lingtian River banks, and why the river there was so deep.
Mountains and rivers change form, all from a single battle.
Howling winds grew increasingly urgent, thunder sounds ever closer, the sky ominously dark as if about to topple.
Lingtian River’s furious waves surged, as if a giant beast was roaring.
The Blood Flood Dragon was covered in scale wounds, surrounding scales shattered. Its Demonic Essence scattered, growing increasingly frenzied, scarlet eyes now full of killing intent and mad hatred…
Qin Jingtian’s Armored Garment was torn, several lacerated wounds added to his chest. His Natal Dao Soldier Jing Tian Tower now bore many deep claw marks.
His aura fluctuated, but it was still stronger than the Blood Flood Dragon’s by a bit.
Rumble
Heavenly thunder finally descended, pouring down like a pillar onto the Blood Flood Dragon’s body.
“I hate!”
Blocked by Qin Jingtian, the Blood Flood Dragon’s accumulated spiritual power was completely insufficient; its aura, will, and even fortune were all lacking.
Now with heavenly thunder descending, it had no room to ease, desperately resisting the heavenly thunder while continuously tempering its body.
Yet the sixth-order threshold was called saint for both Feral Beasts and humans.
Becoming a saint is becoming dao; how could metamorphosis be so simple.
As heavenly thunder continuously fell, the Blood Flood Dragon’s flesh and blood was ceaselessly blasted into the river.
Its Flood Dragon Bone slowly metamorphosed, but its injuries grew increasingly severe.
Three waves of heavenly thunder, just over a dozen bolts. When the heavenly thunder ended and residual power dissipated, a ray of morning sun pierced the endless dark clouds, falling on Lingtian River.
“Suppress”
Qin Jingtian boldly struck, having gathered momentum for half a day. Endless treasure light fell from Jing Tian Tower like rippling water, wave after wave assaulting.
“Kill!”
The Blood Flood Dragon’s tribulation failed; only a wisp of resentment-filled obsession remained before body and dao perished, along with its Flood Dragon Bone and a bit of Demon Saint essence.
At this point, even if it wanted to resist, how could it?
Qin Jingtian grew up along Lingtian River and comprehended its water changes—furious waves perilous yet inclusive of all things.
Jing Tian Tower was his natal object. Though named Jing Tian, its waves of power, like endless river water, suppressed all the Blood Flood Dragon’s resistance.
The Flood Dragon Bone was bound within the tower body, thoroughly suppressed at the valley bottom. Spatial rifts emerged in the river water, continuously spreading, bit by bit expanding into the form of a small space.
Essence Blood, resentment… all entered it, thoroughly evolving into a secret realm.
Su Yan closed his eyes tightly; every battle technique continuously flashed before his eyes.
Golden Body great war—Qin Jingtian’s golden Dharma Body, along with the Treasure Pagoda, all techniques imprinted in his mind like a brand.
“Essence, energy, spirit unite into True Intent, continuously evolving. Dan Qiao nurtures intent, Natural Dharma Form, Myriad Laws Golden Body, entering dao to become saint…”
From Subduing Tiger Mingwang Body onward in Su Yan’s body, including Star Constellation Profound Beast Skill, various cultivation manuals operated frantically.
The illusion had not yet dispersed; countless True Essence surged into his body, continuously gathering in the meridians around him, then liquefying bit by bit, injecting into the dantian inner landscape and the two acupoints he had opened…
True Intents instantly emerged—from Green-scaled Poisonous Flood Dragon, Poison Star Ape to Tiger Subduing Bright King True Intent, a total of nine True Intents now all orbiting Su Yan suspended in mid-air.
Spiritual Power gathered into a vortex, like stars revolving, merging into the nine True Intents.
In just a moment, the True Intent Beast Spirits became increasingly solid, power continuously strengthening, divine majesty awe-inspiring.
Especially the Ming King True Intent—majestic figure, golden light shining, divine light brewing in its eyes.
【True Intent Realm Spirit Merging Stage: 379/400(Great Accomplishment）】
【Subduing Tiger Mingwang Body: 1/400（Great Accomplishment）】
【Star Constellation Profound Beast Skill: 1/400(Great Accomplishment）】
With this epiphany, Su Yan’s cultivation advanced greatly, especially the Ming King True Intent, which strengthened by more than double.
When Su Yan fully withdrew the True Intents into his body, divine light in his eyes converged, and immediately the Sixth Layer environment underwent earth-shaking changes.
His figure unmoving, yet under spatial teleport, he appeared in the Seventh Layer.
The Seventh Layer was just a quiet chamber.
No more than three zhang square—a bed, a set of table and chairs, a platform for cultivation practice and meditation.
A black-robed old man sat before the table and chairs, looking at Su Yan and slightly raising his head: “Over the past 300 years, you are the fourth person to reach here, and the fastest.”
His voice carried a trace of majesty, but his gaze was very warm.
“General Qin?”
Su Yan immediately shook his head, eyes seeming to see through the person before him: “No, you are Jing Tian Tower.”
“Good eyesight.”
The Weapon Spirit did not conceal it, nodding: “Master is dead. By rights, we fifth-order Dao Soldiers have no chance of birthing a Weapon Spirit; it was all thanks to Master’s planning and a stroke of opportunity.”
The Weapon Spirit smiled. Qin Jingtian fused the Blood Flood Dragon Secret Realm with it to nurture the Dao Soldier’s spirituality, but its emergence was also due to that ‘Jing Tian Treasure Pagoda’ sacrificed by the entire city’s people.
Incense fire wish power, Dao Soldier as carrier, thus forming this hidden Weapon Spirit.
Su Yan bowed in salute: “Greetings, Senior Weapon Spirit.”
“No need for formalities.”
The Weapon Spirit avoided the bow, then said: “Master left an assessment—one trial per layer, six layers total. As originally planned, the sixth layer required facing the evil thoughts of the vicious Flood Dragon back then, defeating a same-realm evil Flood Dragon. But with your strength, nearly invincible at the same realm, I changed it to that battle from back then.”
The Sixth Layer was both a challenge—to see how Su Yan faced the Golden Body Realm great war without damaging his dao heart or aura.
And a reward—whatever insights from such a great war were Su Yan’s own ability.
Su Yan awakening from the illusion with insights meant he had passed the test.
The Weapon Spirit said: “One reward per layer passed. You’ve cleared six layers, so by rights, I should give you Master’s inheritance《Fu Long Nu Tao Gong》and martial skills like River-Severing Fist Technique, but they seem incompatible with your dao.”
The Weapon Spirit looked deeply at him, as if trying to see through him.
Su Yan’s cultivation manuals were extremely complex—Dharma Body dual cultivation, foundation so solid even the Qin Jingtian of back then might not compare.
Merely different paths.
The Weapon Spirit said: “I’ve taken the liberty to change the reward. What do you think?”
Su Yan pondered. Cultivation manuals were certainly important; one from a Golden Body Realm powerhouse was at least on par with Subduing Tiger Mingwang Body.
However, what he lacked now was not cultivation manuals, but resources.
With Fierce Insects formed, as long as he continuously nurtured them, he could continuously grow stronger; cultivation manuals were mere icing on the cake.
‘Let’s see what the reward is.’
Su Yan raised his gaze and asked: “May I ask what Senior has changed the reward to?”
“A bone and an insect.”
The Weapon Spirit smiled faintly; Su Yan’s pupils contracted, probing: “Please elaborate, Senior.”
“You saw it in the illusion—the Blood Flood Dragon’s skeleton from back then is in the tower. I’ve taken a segment of spine bone for you. Though only a chi long, it contains river vein essence and Blood Flood Dragon spirit, which can help you integrate it into that small tower.”
Hiss
Su Yan revealed a shocked expression. The Blood Flood Dragon skeleton was a remnant that had passed half its tribulation and undergone metamorphosis.
Even without becoming saint, it was at least a fifth-order treasure.
Not to mention, after 300 years of nurturing, this river vein essence and Blood Flood Dragon spirit were extremely rare.
Su Yan’s voice trembled with excitement: “And the insect?”
“A small insect, not fully grown yet, called Dragon-Eating Worm—quite compatible with your talent.”
