Immortal Martial Emperor

"My dear young lady, are you trying to get yourself killed?"

Young Master Yeban's alarmed cry came from outside the Stone Gate.

Hong Yu's heart leaped in shock.

'Isn't Little Chenxi the only one he would call that?'

He immediately rushed out of the Stone Gate and saw Young Master Yeban standing outside the bedroom's Stone Gate, staring in utter astonishment at the scene within.

The Array defending the bedroom's Stone Gate had already been destroyed.

As a result, both Hong Yu and Yeban could see everything happening in the bedroom from where they stood.

At this very moment…

Inside the bedroom, Little Chenxi's body was suspended in mid-air, a phantom-like Cyan Light Dragon Shadow soaring and weaving around her.

The Cyan Light Dragon Shadow was incredibly majestic.

The faint waves of energy it emitted carried an immense pressure, so powerful that even Hong Yu and Young Master Yeban felt crushed by it.

"Damn it, what's going on?" Hong Yu demanded furiously.

Young Master Yeban said glumly, "How should I know? I just finished collecting the Gold Coins and came over to find our dear young lady like this..."

"Dammit!"

Hong Yu cursed and charged forward, trying to enter the bedroom.

But just as he was about to enter, the Cyan Light Dragon Shadow's eyes flashed. It let out a low roar, and the rumbling sound of the Dragon's Roar struck him like Prajna Thunder. Hong Yu's face instantly turned pale, and he staggered backward.

"What the...?"

Young Master Yeban watched, dumbfounded.

He knew very well how powerful Hong Yu was.

'This is a Demon Fiend who can hold his own against a Golden Giant General at the Half-step Primordial Spirit Realm, yet he was injured by a single roar from this Cyan Light Dragon Shadow?'

"Are you alright?"

Young Master Yeban quickly took out a Pill. A pained look flashed in his eyes as he fed it to Hong Yu.

As the Pill took effect, the tearing pain racking his body finally eased a little.

Hong Yu's expression was grim. "Damn it, what in the world is this Cyan Light Dragon Shadow?"

"Calm down. I was just watching it, and it doesn't seem to have any ill will toward Chenxi!"

Young Master Yeban said.

He knew Hong Yu was just panicking out of concern, so he explained, "I think this is actually some kind of inheritance!"

"Hm? An inheritance?"

Hong Yu froze.

He suppressed his agitation and anger and took a closer look.

Although the Cyan Light Dragon Shadow was immensely powerful, it showed no sign of harming Little Chenxi. In fact, it seemed to share an intimate connection with her.

'What in the world is happening?'

Hong Yu wondered, staring even more intently at the Cyan Light Dragon Shadow and Little Chenxi.

A blue light flickered in his left eye.

The ability of Peeping Essence activated.

Through his eye, he could see a bizarre link between the Cyan Light Dragon Shadow and Little Chenxi. The connection was so strange and profound that even he couldn't comprehend it.

"Look! They seem to be fusing!" Young Master Yeban said suddenly.

Hong Yu had already noticed. He nodded slightly, and some of the anxiety in his heart faded.

The Cyan Light Dragon Shadow was now circling Little Chenxi's body before finally landing on her palm. Like a melting Ice Spirit, it gradually turned into a cyan liquid and flowed into her hand.

It slowly spread, forming a Rune that coiled around her arm.

It formed a cyan dragon marking.

Little Chenxi's face held a serene smile, her eyes gently closed as if she were sound asleep.

Hong Yu relaxed considerably.

"Yeban, I'll watch over Chenxi. You should go look for some inheritances and Treasures that suit you."

As he spoke, Hong Yu handed Young Master Yeban a collection of Secret Manuals he had sorted out, all suitable for Spirit Cultivators.

Yeban grinned and accepted them without ceremony.

But Hong Yu could feel a change in the way Yeban was looking at him.

And it was true.

Initially, the two were merely partners exploring the Crystal Palace, with no deep friendship between them. These Secret Manuals should have all belonged to Hong Yu, yet he had selflessly given the ones for Spirit Cultivators to Yeban. This act not only moved Young Master Yeban deeply but also made him respect Hong Yu's character all the more.

Humming a little tune, Young Master Yeban headed toward the other Stone Gates.

Hong Yu watched for a while longer. Only after confirming that Little Chenxi was safe did he sit down cross-legged.

He took out two Secret Techniques: the *Cyan Celestial Transformation Dragon Technique* and *Divine Demon Wings*. Just as he was about to put *Divine Demon Wings* into his Storage Ring, he heard Little One's voice. "Hong Yu, summon the Nine Dragon Celestial Cauldron. Refine a pair of Divine Demon Wings first."

"Refine Divine Demon Wings? I don't have any suitable materials!" Hong Yu said with a wry smile.

Little One said, "What do you mean you don't? Have you forgotten that strange Exotic Beast with Dragon Race bloodline you acquired? It had a full six wings! Plus, that Exotic Beast was far more powerful than any ordinary Desolate Beast. If you use its wings for the Refining, you might get some unexpected results!"

Only then did Hong Yu remember that he did, in fact, have the corpse of an Exotic Beast.

With a single thought, the massive corpse of the Exotic Beast appeared. Hong Yu then summoned the Nine Dragon Celestial Cauldron.

The wings on the Exotic Beast's corpse couldn't be torn off with brute force, so he had to toss the entire body into the Nine Dragon Celestial Cauldron.

The Divine Cauldron had the ability to refine things on its own.

Hong Yu didn't need to expend any effort.

He then began to study the *Cyan Celestial Transformation Dragon Technique*. Its First Layer Realm was called the 'Dragon Scale Arm'!

If he cultivated it successfully, he could refine and form a layer of Cyan Dragon Dragon Scales to cover his arm, greatly increasing his power.

Hong Yu was thrilled.

'I already have the Heaven-Ripping Claw and the inheritance from that Dragon-man Powerhouse. With the *Cyan Celestial Transformation Dragon Technique* to supplement them, the power of my Heaven-Ripping Claw will definitely reach a whole new level.'

He immediately entered the Shadow Martial Space and began his detailed study.

The most difficult part of mastering the *Cyan Celestial Transformation Dragon Technique* was condensing the Dragon Scales.

After all, condensing Primordial Gang to form Dragon Scales was a process of mimicry that required an extremely high degree of control over one's Primordial Gang.

This was not something that could be accomplished overnight.

However, Hong Yu didn't need to worry about that. He had the inheritance from a Dragon-man Race powerhouse, had absorbed the essence of that expert's claws, and had the *Nine Transformation Dragon God Technique* to assist him. The techniques were perfectly complementary; for him, it was as natural as a fish swimming in water.

He cultivated the *Cyan Celestial Transformation Dragon Technique* and the *Nine Transformation Dragon God Technique* in tandem.

Hong Yu's cultivation speed progressed by leaps and bounds.

By the third day, he had already mastered the First Layer of the *Cyan Celestial Transformation Dragon Technique*: the Dragon Scale Arm.

"Dragon Scale Arm!"

Hong Yu shouted.

A dark green light coalesced on his arm. Suddenly, a layer of dark green Dragon Scales covered it, and the Heaven-Ripping Claw shot out from his fist.

Like three sharp sickles sprouting from the back of his hand, he lunged forward and slashed through the air.

BOOM!

With that one slash, three sharp, frenzied silver lights reduced a massive stone pillar before him to dust.

HISS!

Hong Yu gasped.

He had tried attacking the pillar before. At full power, he could only leave a few cracks. But now...

'A single slash could pulverize it?'

Exhilarated, Hong Yu retracted his Dragon Scale Arm and Heaven-Ripping Claw. He glanced into the bedroom at Little Chenxi; her fusion with the Cyan Light Dragon Shadow was still ongoing.

Hong Yu then turned to look at Young Master Yeban.

The man was hiding in a corner, up to who-knows-what. Hong Yu walked over out of curiosity, only for his face to darken. He felt like slapping himself.

Young Master Yeban was squatting in the corner, counting Gold Coins one by one.

'That money-grubbing bastard...'

Hong Yu gritted his teeth in frustration.

'Young Master Yeban got so many Spirit Cultivation Secret Techniques, but instead of cultivating, he's just counting his money. What a weirdo!'

Frustrated, Hong Yu walked back over to the Nine Dragon Celestial Cauldron.

His Heart Spirit stirred, and a look of delight crossed his face.

After a full day and night of Refining, the Nine Dragon Celestial Cauldron had finally separated the six wings from the black Exotic Beast's body.

Hong Yu put the Exotic Beast's corpse away, threw in the necessary materials, and began the Refining process according to the method in *Divine Demon Wings*.

「Three more days passed.」

Finally...

A dazzling red light erupted from the Nine Dragon Celestial Cauldron, and six pitch-black wings flew out. At the same time, the clothes on Hong Yu's back exploded, and he leaped forward.

He flexed his arm, and a sharp Blade of Primordial Gang Energy sliced open his own back.

A heart-rending wave of agony shot through his entire body.

The wound was a mess of torn flesh and blood, deep enough to expose bone.

Hong Yu clenched his jaw, took a deep breath, and activated the *Divine Demon Wings* Dharma Gate, drawing the six black wings toward his back.

"Blood Runes, refine—Divine Demon Wings!"

The blood pouring from his back coalesced into streams of crimson Runes.

The faintly glowing Runes streamed into the six wings.

BOOM!

The crimson Runes spread out, gradually turning the pitch-black wings a deep, dark red.

The two merged as if they were one.

A connection formed between them.

Guided by the *Divine Demon Wings* Secret Technique, Hong Yu pulled the six dark red wings toward himself.

VMMMMM!

The six Divine Demon Wings suddenly converged and plunged into Hong Yu's back.

"AHHH!"

Hong Yu's arms flexed violently. His whole body convulsed as he let out a pained roar, veins bulging all over him.

After plunging into his body, the Divine Demon Wings rooted themselves directly into his skeleton.

Countless nerves are attached to the bones.

As the Divine Demon Wings struck, nerves snapped one after another. The pain was unbearable, but Hong Yu gritted his teeth and endured.

The gut-wrenching pain of breaking bones and tearing tendons lasted for two full days and nights.

「By the time the third day arrived.」

Hong Yu was covered in dried blood that had formed a thick crust over his body.

Suddenly...

Hong Yu's body trembled. With a "BOOM," an incomparably powerful Momentum erupted from him, shattering the crust of dried blood.

The six black Divine Demon Wings vanished.

Hong Yu floated in mid-air. With a flicker in his eyes, he called out, "Divine Demon Wings!"

SWOOSH!

A black light swirled, and six pitch-black Divine Demon Wings unfurled from his back.

There were three wings on each side, forming three pairs of Divine Demon Wings. With a single beat, they stirred up a vortex of wind and frost.

He shot forward, covering a thousand meters in the blink of an eye.

His speed was so astonishing that Young Master Yeban, watching from the side, was left dumbfounded. "Holy crap, Hong Yu! How'd you turn into a birdman?"

Hong Yu shot him a frustrated look. "Screw you and your 'birdman'! These are Divine Demon Wings!"

"Uh, Divine Demon Wings?"

Young Master Yeban looked him up and down, stroking his chin and muttering, "The more I look, the more they look like burnt chicken wings... Yep, definitely a birdman!"

Hong Yu: "..."

He couldn't be bothered to waste another word on the idiot.

Retracting the Divine Demon Wings, Hong Yu's eyes glinted with a sharp light.

'Now, with the *Cyan Celestial Transformation Dragon Technique* and the *Nine Transformation Dragon God Technique* complementing my greatly enhanced Heaven-Ripping Claw, plus these six Divine Demon Wings... I can even hold my own against a powerhouse at the Half-step Primordial Spirit Realm!'

He slowly descended back to the ground. Just as he was about to speak, his expression suddenly changed.

A Spiritual Plate appeared in his palm.

It was pitch-black and unadorned—the Sensing Spirit Plate. And right now, it was cracked.

Hong Yu's expression grew cold.

'Wudi is in trouble?!'