Chapter 1114 - 562: Gone Mad_2
Seven people, each reduced by a hundred years of lifespan, and Chen Xuantian had an extra Blood God’s Son, combined with the Golden Core’s limit, a total of twelve hundred years of lifespan, directly exchanging them hard, causing Lord Yun Meng to die alive.
Simple, violent, effective, they really got things done after being paid.
Cough, cough, it’s fine, not fatal; don’t be misled by Chen Xuantian’s miserable appearance; the situation isn’t dire.
After all, the Golden Core from the Mystic Sect, the True Inheritor of Hu Temple, cannot be compared to the rubbish from the Immortal Palace. The Dragon-Tiger Golden Core Pill has a solid baseline of five hundred years of lifespan. On top of that, the Blood God’s Son dies in his place, and Chen Xuantian remains a child, over-nourished, and has the Elixir Soup as a foundation. Over these years, eating and drinking to an excess, with all kinds of Heavenly Materials Treasures, truly strengthening him to be as powerful as a dragon or tiger, enduring life deduction by six hundred years without even panting. Cough, cough...
But it’s not the same for others.
Chen Xuantian panted, shaking his head,
"I don’t know, I can’t remember, what did you see back then?"
Chan Zi shook his head confusedly,
"I didn’t see anything, didn’t you tell me not to listen, not to look, not to ask? It was Liu Lang poking me with a stick that made me look up."
Both of them turned to look at Liu Lang.
Liu Lang blew a bubble with his nose,
"Hoo... the adult is right... hoo hoo..."
Chan Zi popped the bubble,
"He is fine, wakes up and eats by himself; no need to worry. Recently, he has been sleep-talking, muttering about some case, which seems more normal compared to others."
Chen Xuantian checked Liu Lang’s pulse,
"Eh? Interesting...
It’s alright. This guy has a strong life force. He’s not much worse off than you. In just a few days, the internal injuries he suffered from being beaten have healed entirely, to my surprise.
His current state is merely because his Divine Soul was borrowed to cast spells, drained of spirit in the Primordial Spirit Realm. Resting for ten days or half a month will do."
Then they left him alone and went to check on the others.
Huan Sheng was facing the wall, talking to the wall or the shadow on it in a non-understandable language, back and forth, mumbling something, but at least not gibberish "ah ba ah ba".
Chan Zi complained softly, pointing at the broom imprint on his leg,
"Master blamed me for turning a fine boy into this and hit me a bit..."
"Hmm? Where is your master?"
"Went to snatch meat."
"Meat? Oh no! My dragon!"
Chen Xuantian reacted quickly, charged out of the duck nest, looked up to see the majestic Cloud Platform, then sheepishly turned back,
"Damn, when did they arrive?"
Chan Zi fed some porridge to Huan Sheng,
"They arrived at dawn on the second day. The Dragon King’s body mostly taken away by them. My master said they even set up an array, sealed Yun Meng, stripped the earth three feet deep, digging away even the soil soaked in Dragon Blood, not letting outsiders interfere...
But those mountain people said for us caught up in this tribulation, enduring it meant it was our destined affinity, and thus could take what we can by skill, wouldn’t count against us.
So my master went to grab the leftover Dragon Remains, broken bones, and innards."
Ah, Mo Fuzi is indeed a dependable adult. Despite suddenly facing dark magic array formations, the Demon Clan uprising, divine tribulations descending, and the Dragon King unsealed and violently dying, upon returning home to find madness and senility, he knew panic accomplishes nothing. Safeguarding everyone’s lives is essential, so he left Chan Zi to guard home while he went to fetch materials to make soup.
"Hmph, Mystic Sect... forget it, let’s look at the next one."
In Chen Xuantian’s current state, no need to foolishly think about contesting against the Mystic Sect for chances, so he turned to see Pu Lao.
It seemed quite normal, like an ordinary child playing with mud, but this was precisely what was abnormal; after all, it wasn’t a child...
Chen Xuantian checked its pulse, slowly furrowing his brow,
"It really turned into a human..."
Yes, it became human.
Actually, it’s not difficult for monsters to turn into humans. The Immortal Palace has various secret Elixirs, and the Mystic Sect has numerous Divine Powers. Evolving into a human appearance, evolving human meridians, mimicking human thoughts, isn’t that challenging, even wearing a skin suit is difficult to distinguish for ordinary eyes.
Moreover, this Pu Lao is purebred Dragon Seed, long transformed, genetic locks unlocked, naturally not considered a simple creature, capable of infinite evolution under Mystic Sect’s acknowledgment as a ’True Man’.
But the problem is, a ’True Man’ isn’t really human.
Humans are inferior creatures.
Humans age, get sick, die, have joys and sorrows, and are nothing more than hairless monkeys, not perfect Taoist Bodies.
So cultivation is essentially about refining ’human’ into ’True’, to become higher, faster, stronger, evolving to a higher existence free from lower pursuits.
Therefore, in some sense, one could say Pu Lao has regressed.
It, or rather she, is now just a little girl, with a human body, human bones, human meridians, human genes. If not human, what then?
But how did this happen?
She was clearly Pu Lao before?
Even if her lifespan was cut drastically, and her cultivation severely damaged, reverting to her original form, she should have regressed into a dragon? At worst a frog, right? How did she become human???
For a moment, Chen Xuantian was also baffled, utterly clueless, left to wonder if it was his issue, perhaps due to his severe injuries, immense loss of Primordial Spirit, even failing to discern the beast’s original form clearly.