I am Master Maoshan

If he left, he would die; if he stayed, life would be worse than death. Liu Jun instantly fell into extreme entanglement.

He stood at the door of the temple, holding the door frame tightly with his hands, his knuckles turned white from the force. The world outside was an unknown horror, with ancient demons lurking in the darkness, and their roars seemed to echo in his ears.

Liu Jun knew that once he stepped out of this door, he would most likely be torn to pieces in an instant, without even a chance to resist.

However, if he stayed, he would have to endure unimaginable pain. His body and mind were on the verge of collapse, and he even began to doubt whether he could hold on.

After struggling for a long time, Liu Jun sighed and walked back to his original position with a staggering gait. His steps were heavy, as if every step was on the edge of a knife. He took out a sofa from the storage space, sat on it, and looked up at the top of his head with lifeless eyes. The ceiling of the temple was high and dim, like an invisible net that trapped him firmly in it.

He had experienced a lot of torture and endured a lot of pain that would have made an ordinary person collapse, but this time the pain had reached the limit of his endurance, otherwise he would not have thought of escaping.

The scene just now kept replaying in his mind. The pain and despair were like sharp thorns, piercing deeply into his heart.

However, the ancient demon outside the temple and the remaining rationality in his heart told him that leaving here was not a wise choice.

Wu Rendi stood quietly on the branch of a big tree outside the temple. His eyes penetrated the wooden door of the temple, and he saw Liu Jun inside and nodded slightly.

He knew Liu Jun's situation and understood his pain. After all, it was impossible for these bottles of blood to have no effect on Liu Jun at all, because this was the blood of the ancient dragon god when he died, and it was itself full of despair and the breath of death.

But if Liu Jun was really affected and chose to escape, he might save Liu Jun's life, but he would never help Liu Jun again. Wu Rendi's eyes flashed with a complex emotion, with sympathy and a hint of disappointment. After all, Liu Jun had just reached the door and almost escaped.

Liu Jun sat on the sofa, holding his head in his hands, and sighed deeply. He knew that he had no way out. Whether he went out or stayed, he faced huge risks. He was struggling fiercely, and his reason and emotion were constantly fighting.

Finally, Liu Jun made a decision. His eyes became firm, as if he had made up his mind. He took a deep breath, took out a few bottles of healing medicine from his arms, and swallowed them without hesitation. The liquid medicine entered his throat and instantly turned into a warm current, flowing through his meridians and repairing the damaged meridians in his body. At the same time, he began to try to adapt to the new power in his body.

This new power seemed chaotic, like countless tiny streams flowing around in the body, with no rules at all. However, Liu Jun was keenly aware that these powers were not completely disordered. They seemed to be gradually gathered into several more obvious energy flows under some invisible guidance, and these new powers actually produced a strange reaction to the Dragon King Power and Ancestral Dragon Power in Liu Jun's body.

The power of the Dragon King and the power of the Ancestral Dragon, these two powers originally existed in Liu Jun's body, each occupying a different position, and did not interfere with each other. However, when this new power appeared, their attitudes were completely different.

The power of the Ancestral Dragon showed a strong rejection of the new power, like a proud king who would never allow any outsiders to approach his territory. Whenever a new power tried to approach, the power of the Ancestral Dragon would emit a powerful pressure, forcing it back or even dispersing it. It was unwilling to swallow it and looked very disgusted.

The power of the Dragon King, on the other hand, was quite the opposite. It showed great welcome to the new power. Whenever a new power approached, the power of the Dragon King would take the initiative to meet it, like an old friend who had been reunited after a long absence, blending with it to form a more powerful energy.

Liu Jun closed his eyes and concentrated on adjusting the power in his body. He carefully guided the new power, trying to merge it with the power of the Dragon King while avoiding the rejection of the power of the Ancestral Dragon.

This process is extremely difficult, and the slightest mistake can lead to a loss of control of power, or even a runaway of energy in the body. However, Liu Jun gradually found the balance point with his tenacious will and extraordinary talent.

Time passed quickly without anyone noticing, and in the blink of an eye, a day had passed. Night fell again, and the temple was silent, with only a faint moonlight shining in the darkness. Liu Jun was still immersed in adjusting his strength, and was completely unaware of the changes in the outside world.

However, in this quiet night, a heavy sound of footsteps suddenly sounded outside the temple. The footsteps came from far away, and every step seemed to step on people's hearts, bringing an invisible sense of oppression. Liu Jun suddenly opened his eyes, a trace of vigilance flashed in his eyes, and then after seeing who was coming, although he breathed a sigh of relief, he became nervous again.

Because he knew very well that Wu Rendi's arrival meant that his torture was about to begin again.

Wu Rendi's footsteps were getting closer and closer, and finally stopped at the door of the temple. He stood outside the door, his eyes were like torches, staring at Liu Jun in the temple through the crack of the door. After a moment, he slowly pushed open the temple door and walked in.

"It seems you are ready." Wu Rendi's voice was low and powerful, with a hint of imperceptible admiration.

Liu Jun stood up, took a deep breath, looked at Wu Rendi with a firm gaze, and said in a deep voice: "Yes, I am ready."

Wu Rendi nodded and said, "It doesn't hurt much today, but there may be some sequelae."

Liu Jun didn't say anything, but sat down on the sofa, his eyes closed, his mouth wide open, looking like he was ready to go. His breathing was a little rapid, and his chest rose and fell slightly, as if he was a little nervous.

As for what Wu Rendi said about it not hurting, he didn't believe a word of it.

Wu Rendi stood in front of him, his mouth slightly raised, and an elusive light flashed in his eyes. He held a bottle of sky-blue liquid in his hand. The liquid swayed slightly in the bottle, emitting a faint light, as if it contained infinite power. He gently unscrewed the bottle cap, pointed the bottle mouth at Liu Jun's mouth, and slowly poured the liquid in. This blood was not from the same ancient dragon god as the blood he poured into Liu Jun's mouth yesterday. There are several ancient dragon gods, each of them is good at something different, but they have one thing in common, which is amazing strength.

They were once the most powerful beings in the world, controlling the laws of wind, rain, thunder, lightning, mountains, rivers, and even space and time. If it weren't for the great turmoil in ancient times, they wouldn't have fallen, and Wu Rendi wouldn't have collected their blood.

The moment the blood entered the body, a huge amount of energy burst out, instantly covering Liu Jun's entire body. His body seemed to be lifted up by an invisible force, suspended in the air, his limbs slightly spread out, and a faint blue light shone from under his skin. The light became stronger and stronger, and eventually enveloped his entire body, as if he had turned into a glowing blue humanoid. His hair stood up without wind, as if it had been hit by an electric current.

Liu Jun's eyes suddenly opened, and his pupils flashed with blue light. His breathing became rapid and powerful, and every time he inhaled, it seemed as if he was swallowing the energy around him, and every time he exhaled, there was a strong airflow that blew the objects in the temple all over the place.

Wu Rendi stood aside, watching all this quietly, with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

Liu Jun's body gradually returned to calm, the blue light gradually dissipated, and his skin returned to normal, but the powerful force was still surging in his body and merging with the new force from yesterday.

"This feeling is so comfortable," Liu Jun said to himself, his body slowly falling from the air, his feet firmly standing on the ground. His eyes were shining with confidence. He felt as if he had been reborn, every cell was full of strength, and every nerve became extremely sharp.

"How does it feel?" Wu Rendi asked with a smile, with a hint of anticipation in his voice.

Liu Jun took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, his mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a confident smile: "I have never felt so good."

But as soon as the words came out, the expression on Liu Jun's face froze, because the voice he made was a female voice, and a very soft female voice at that.

"Senior Wu, I need an explanation." Liu Jun's face was gloomy, and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.

Wu Rendi stroked his chin, as if thinking about how to explain this sudden change. "This Dragon God should be a female. So, her power will naturally have some female characteristics. This is what will happen when you absorb it."

Liu Jun clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white, trying to suppress the anger in his heart. "When will you be able to recover?"

He didn't dare to think about how to face other people with this voice.

You can imagine a scene where you, full of masculinity, sit on the throne of the God King, looking at the ministers below and making an extremely gentle voice. These ministers must be laughing so hard.

Hearing Liu Jun's words, Wu Rendi shrugged and said in a relaxed tone: "Well, maybe tomorrow, maybe next year."

After saying this, he seemed to sense Liu Jun's murderous intent and disappeared in an instant, leaving only a breeze.

Liu Jun stood there, feeling mixed emotions. He felt the new power in his body, strong and strange, yet with a hint of tenderness. He took out a mirror and looked at himself in the mirror. The familiar face seemed to have a touch of tenderness, and his mouth twitched immediately, totally unable to bear it.

"Damn it! How can I live with this sound?" Liu Jun couldn't help but roared.

But this voice, when roaring, is also very gentle, soft and ethereal, just like the healing goddess voice in anime. It is conceivable how gentle the female dragon god was when she was alive. He became like this after drinking dragon blood, and even cursing on the street sounded like a spoiled child.

"Hey, Liu Jun, you turned into a woman?" The ghost doll flashed and appeared next to Liu Jun, and the game console in its hand was still making the "Game Over" sound effect.

The ghost doll tilted its head and looked at Liu Jun's current appearance with a smile, "Don't mention it, this voice is quite suitable for live broadcasting. Do you want to consider changing your career to become a voice actor?"

Liu Jun rolled his eyes in such a coquettish manner that even he was disgusted.

"Go play your game console, why did you come out from the storage space?" Liu Jun subconsciously touched his throat and felt delicate and smooth skin, even his Adam's apple disappeared.

"I don't want to come out either, but the problem is," Ghost Doll put the game console in his pocket and approached mysteriously, "the pregnant female corpse you put in the storage space has given birth."

"What?" Liu Jun almost choked on his own saliva. "I'm not well educated. Don't lie to me. She's been dead for three months. How did she give birth?"

"I lied to you that I was a puppy!" The ghost doll made a face, "Why don't you go and see for yourself? There is so much blood in the storage space that my game cartridges are all flooded!" (End of this chapter)