"Uh …" Chen Long and Chen Zhengzhi were both speechless. They were also unable to accept that their own ancestors would harm their own descendants like this.
"Jiu 'er, you've grown up. There are some things you must learn to face. I believe in you. You'll definitely become stronger." Chen Tianhe didn't explain. Instead, he spoke expectantly.
"I know. Give me some time, and I'll walk out of it." Chen Jiu nodded. Although Chen Guiquan had been in the wrong first, Chen Jiu was unable to forget his status. Killing him made him feel a bit sorrowful. This was a kind of torture to his bloodline. For now, he was unable to let go of it.
Ancestral Elders were supposed to be aloof from worldly affairs. They should be extremely fond of their descendants. But when it came to their own bloodline, they were so merciless and decisive. They were even more vicious than him. Chen Jiu couldn't understand. Why? Could it be that the world's familial love was so weak?
A lonely and sorrowful aura emanated from Chen Jiu's body, making him seem somewhat out of tune with the secular world. He was right in front of them, but it made Chen Long and the others feel that this grandson of theirs was thousands of miles away from them.
"Uh …" They looked at each other speechlessly.
"Jiu 'er, this is the Soaring Dragon Treasured Cauldron. It's our clan's Ancestral item. The secret to the Soaring Dragon Art is on it. Take it." Without saying anything else, the three of them threw down the cauldron and helplessly left.
Chen Long and the others wanted Chen Jiu to walk out of it himself. But they didn't know that it wasn't because he was stubborn. Instead, it was because he had been affected by the Solitude Sword Intent. He had blindly entered a dead end, purposely creating a lonely atmosphere so that Chen Jiu could become its successor.
"The Soaring Dragon Treasured Cauldron?" Chen Jiu's strength recovered slightly. He forced himself to sit down and examine this cauldron.
It was bronze in color, had three legs and two ears, and was extremely heavy. It was like a soaring dragon was about to come out.
"A King grade Holy Weapon. Let's see what happens after it recognizes a master." Chen Jiu was also filled with anticipation towards this cauldron. He immediately poured his yuan energy into it. The cauldron shone brightly, and a dragon roared excitedly.
"This … this cauldron is exquisitely crafted. This cauldron is simply the work of the gods." After recognizing Chen Jiu as its master, Chen Jiu discovered that the cauldron's interior was extremely exquisite despite its simple exterior.
The interior of the cauldron was a world of its own. It was bright and lustrous. Several strange runes were engraved on the walls of the cauldron. Only the owner could see them.
It could become big or small. If it was big, it could swallow the heavens and spit out the earth. If it was small, it could thread a needle.
The formation talisman was miraculous and had the miraculous effect of communicating with the heaven and earth, gathering the energy of heaven and earth, overturning rivers and seas, calming mountains and rivers … It was simply omnipotent.
If this cauldron was operated properly, it could stand shoulder to shoulder with a Grandmaster. Chen Jiu felt a lingering fear. If it weren't for the divine might of Jiu Gu's sword intent that day, he really would have died under this cauldron.
"Oh, the Soaring Dragon Mantra is here …" Chen Jiu carefully examined it. There were some small words recorded on the walls of the cauldron. It was the Soaring Dragon Mantra. If it didn't recognize a master, he wouldn't be able to see it.
Heaven and earth are long, the universe is ancient, tempered by time. Time has a spirit, nurturing the dragon vein, nourishing the earth … All living things change, all living things are born … The dragon's grace is vast and mighty, my ancestor's aperture … passes on for ten thousand generations, multiplying and multiplying without end …
"This … What a profound principle, but it's not difficult to understand." Chen Jiu carefully examined it and couldn't help but say to himself in shock, "So our bloodline originated from the original dragon vein of heaven and earth. If we want to stand out, we have to return to the origin and transform into a dragon body again. Only then can we soar through the clouds and roam the world …"
After passing on for ten thousand generations, the ancestral vein was lost. Only those with great fortune could awaken the dragon vein and transform into a divine dragon. However, in this process, they would have to go through countless hardships and perish … In order to empathize with the suffering of his clansmen, the dragon ancestor specially passed down a divine technique that could help one become a dragon … Once a divine dragon appeared, the world would be united …
As he continued to read, Chen Jiu became more and more excited. He knew that this Soaring Dragon Mantra was a cultivation technique that was tailor-made for Dragon Blood Warriors. It especially helped them awaken the power of their ancestral veins, allowing them to truly transform into a divine dragon.
"Roar …" As Chen Jiu roared, he couldn't wait to start cultivating.
More accurately speaking, the Soaring Dragon Mantra was a spiritual cultivation technique. It allowed one's mind to transcend and then influence one's physical body, allowing it to radiate an unparalleled power.
"Hiss …" As soon as he started cultivating, Chen Jiu felt a change in his physical body. His originally declining bloodline seemed to have been reborn, shedding its outer shell and transforming into a lively true dragon.
Of course, these true dragons were still embryos at most and had yet to take shape. However, this was the feeling that they gave Chen Jiu.
After a day and a night, Chen Jiu's body, which was sitting upright, swept away all traces of exhaustion and became full of energy again.
"ROOOAARRR …." It was as if ten thousand dragons were roaring. The scales on Chen Jiu's body regenerated, and the glow of his blood grew even brighter. His bloodline was completely restored. Furthermore, each drop of his blood now shone with a strange luster, as if it were Immortal Nectar Liquid.
Chen Jiufeng opened his eyes in satisfaction and pricked his finger out of curiosity. He wanted to see if it was really as he felt, that his blood had evolved into a treasure.
"Hiss …" Indeed, Chen Jiu's blood now shone with a different kind of divine light. It had truly become a divine object.
"Plop!" The blood dripped onto the Soaring Dragon Cauldron and was absorbed by it. Instantly, Chen Jiu felt a connection with it, which made him feel even more at ease and comfortable. He felt that his ancestors hadn't abandoned him and that he was still a member of the family, receiving their blessings and protection.
"Clang!" At this moment, Chen Jiu's sword spirit trembled slightly. Endless sadness and desolation made Chen Jiu sink into melancholy again.
"Sigh …" Chen Jiu sighed softly. All of his excitement was swept away, and he felt sad again.
"Young Master, are you alright …?" Seeing Chen Jiu's flushed face, Chen Lan and Qian Xiangyi couldn't help but feel happy again.
"Yes, almost." Chen Jiu nodded. It was all thanks to the Soaring Dragon Heart Sutra that he was able to recover so quickly.
"Since you're fine, then don't be lazy. Our medicine, we want it now …" Qian Xiangyi didn't hesitate and went forward to grab Chen Jiu's big thing.
"I …" Chen Jiu was speechless. "Can you wait a few days? I'm not in a good mood these days. "
"Don't worry, we'll definitely serve you well. I guarantee that you'll be in a good mood …" Qian Xiangyi didn't allow Chen Jiu to refuse as she gently kissed his lips. Instantly, Chen Jiu was enveloped in endless warmth. The sadness and disappointment in his heart instantly disappeared without a trace.
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