Lord of Time: From a Five Elements Cultivator to a Master of All Daos

Chapter 381: Damaged Immortal Weapon?

"Pregnancy protection?"

Wei Zhong naturally discovered two breaths of life.

One came from the sixth-level demon dragon, and the other came from the fetus in its belly.

Moreover, the demon dragon's breath is unstable, not only because it is oppressed by the strong wind in the cave, but also because of the influence of the fetus in its belly.

The mother and child are one body. If the fetus dies, the mother dragon will also be seriously injured.

Wei Zhong's words about preserving the fetus undoubtedly moved the demon dragon.

After hearing Wei Zhong's words, the other party was silent for a moment.

This moment is enough for the sixth-level demon dragon to think a lot.

"I want to save the baby in my belly, but I don't want to accept you as my slave. Please change the conditions."

The demon dragon shook his head, unwilling to surrender.

"How about giving this sacred land to me?"

"Spiritual land?"

The demon dragon glanced into the depths of the cave and shook his head as well:

"No, fellow Daoist, please change the conditions..."

"I don't want to do this, and I don't want to do that. Could it be that my spiritual creature was blown here by the wind?

"Don't push your luck, you evil dragon. I will wipe out your entire clan, and this spiritual land will naturally still belong to me."

As he spoke, Wei Zhong took out the Shuangyao Lingdrum and injected immortal power into it.

The spiritual pressure unique to the seventh-level magic weapon spread.

The Sky-Splitting Dragon, which was lurking in the corner, noticed the movement and its expression suddenly became solemn.

Although he did not recognize the magic weapons of the human race, he had seen similar natural treasures within the tribe.

"Exotic treasure!"

A breath of demonic power was inhaled and exhaled, and a hazy green light emanated from its body, as if it was covering it with a layer of green armor.

Wei Zhong shook his right hand, the sound of drums rang out, and a ray of light rushed towards the demon dragon.

But just when Wei Zhong was full of confidence, the spiritual light left the protection range of the Wind-Fixing Bead and was immediately weakened by the strong wind.

Although the strong wind was only at the sixth level, the power of the spiritual light was greatly reduced as the distance of more than ten feet continued to decrease.

When it fell on the Sky-Splitting Dragon, it only shattered a layer of green light, and then left insignificant traces on its scales and feathers.

The demon dragon had no expression on his face, as if he had expected this.

Wei Zhong frowned when he saw this:

"What a domineering wind.

"But do you think this special terrain can protect you?"

Wei Zhong opened his mouth and shouted, and a large amount of immortal power poured into the Wind-Fixing Pearl.

The range of the fixed wind that was maintained several feet around him suddenly expanded from ten feet, two feet, three feet...

It was fifty feet in size, covering almost half of the cave, and even the demon dragon was within its coverage range.

In an instant, the strong wind disappeared.

Seeing this scene, the demon dragon finally panicked. It stopped lying on the ground and stood up, trying to cast a spell to escape.

The spiritual patterns on the wings flashed several times, but the expected spiritual wind did not arise, which surprised the demon dragon.

This Wind-Fixing Bead not only stabilizes the strong wind in the cave, but also eliminates the wind-based magic of the Sky-Splitting Dragon.

When the demon dragon was stunned, Wei Zhong was not affected at all. He flew above the demon dragon with the Double Yao Ling Drum in his hands, looking down at the opponent from above.

"Submit, or die?"

Liekonglong looked disdainful and was about to fight Wei Zhong to the death, but unexpectedly a shrill scream came from the other end of the passage.

It was the other Sky-Splitting Dragon that could not withstand the impact of the other demon dragons, Biyuan, and ran to the entrance of the wind tunnel of the nest.

The opponent's body was wrapped in countless vines, while Luo Jia floated in the air, and the green demonic power in his hand was continuously injected into the vine seed that bloomed in the void.

"Thanks to Fellow Daoist Luo's vigilance, we didn't let the demon dragon escape. Otherwise, we would have been punished."

Biyuan praised him repeatedly, but Luo Jia remained expressionless.

Inside the wind tunnel, the Sky-Splitting Dragon struggled when he heard the screams of his companions.

Wei Zhong smiled and said:
“It seems that your tribe cannot stand being beaten. It has only been a short time and yet they have all been captured.

"How about issuing an order to send all of you to the underworld?"

After saying this, the dim light on the spirit drum lit up again, and the second drum was ready to go.

Seeing that Wei Zhong was about to take action, the struggling expression on the demon dragon's face instantly disappeared:
"Wait a minute, my Wind Hunter tribe is willing to surrender, and only asks you to spare our lives."

Wei Zhong lowered his right hand that was holding the spirit drum and hung it in front of him:

"Wouldn't it be better if it was like this earlier?"

"My tribe is willing to surrender, but I have one request."

Wei Zhong frowned and tightened his grip on the spirit drum.

"Don't be angry, fellow Daoist. This request is also beneficial to you."

"Oh?"

Liekonglong immediately explained:
"I am carrying a baby in my belly. Please help me save it."

"This is what I promised before. There is no need to mention it again. I will do my best."

Wei Zhong touched his shortness of breath and spoke slowly.

But the demon dragon shook his head:

“It’s not about trying your best, but about ensuring it’s safe.

“This king’s fetus is extremely gifted and has a trace of ancestral blood.

"Grow up safely until adulthood, and you will definitely become an eighth-level demon."

"Reversion to the ancestral realm, eighth level? Could it be..."

The look in Wei Zhong's eyes changed:

"Could it be the bloodline of an earthly immortal?"

A light flashed in his eyes and his consciousness extended, trying to see the answer, but he could see nothing.

It was just discovered that the vitality of this fetus was indeed much stronger than that of an ordinary demon dragon, but other than that there was nothing special.

He looked thoughtful, then raised his head:

"This matter is allowed by the Tao!"

After saying that, he took out the seventh-level dragon blood pill from the Demon Abyss Palace:
"This pill is a seventh-level precious pill refined by me. I think it should be enough to save your dragon son."

Upon seeing the elixir that Wei Zhong took out, the demonic power in Liekonglong's body immediately became agitated. Driven by instinct, it quickly snatched the elixir from Wei Zhong's hand.

Forcibly suppressing the impulse in his body, the demon dragon swallowed his saliva:
“Thank you, fellow Taoist!
"In this case, we, the Wind Hunter Tribe, are willing to submit."

After saying that, he lowered his head towards Wei Zhong.

Wei Zhong's fingers moved, and a golden seal flew out and landed on the demon dragon's head.

An unspoken connection gradually became clear.

Control is formally achieved.

Wei Zhong waved his sleeves, and the Wind-Fixing Bead flew back, shrinking its range by dozens of feet to cover only himself and the demon dragon.

"Owner!"

The Sky-Splitting Dragon bowed his head in greeting.

Wei Zhong nodded and knew the latter's name through spiritual perception.

"Hunting the Wind?"

Its name is just like the name of the tribe. As for the other sixth-order Sky-Splitting Dragon, it is named "Zhukong".

The two are the top forces in the Wind Hunter Tribe.

Through spiritual perception, Wei Zhong ordered Bi Yuan and other evil dragons not to kill.

Then he turned his gaze to Liefeng in front of him and raised his hand to throw out a dragon blood pill.

The elixir is of the sixth grade, not the seventh grade.

Wei Zhong still has a use for the seventh-level elixir, but now is not the time to give it to this little dragon.

Just use the sixth-level dragon blood pill for now.

Liefeng swallowed the pill expressionlessly, and his aura became slightly more stable. However, the condition of the fetus in his belly did not change much.

Wei Zhong took out a few more pills and asked him to swallow them one by one.

Two, three... until the sixth one.

"He's a money-eating beast. I don't know if I can make any money back."

When the mother and son's breathing became stable, Wei Zhong turned to look inside the cave where the strong wind was raging, and asked Liefeng:
"What's in the center of the cave?"

Liefeng answered frankly:

"Master, there is a piece of broken weapon in the cave."

"Broken soldiers? What does it look like?"

The spiritual energy in Wei Zhong's hands floated up, forming various weapon styles.

Finally, Liefeng pointed to a red tassel spear among the many weapons.

"That's it, but only the front part."

After Liefeng demonstrated it, Wei Zhong realized that the gun only had the tip and a small part of the shaft.

Inserted within the spiritual vein of the cave, it is supplied by the underground spiritual vein, and there are endless strong winds blowing out from the inside.

"It's actually a weapon?"

Wei Zhong didn't understand what kind of magical weapon it was. When no one was activating it, it could produce such a violent gale just because it was close to the spiritual vein.

"Level seven, or level eight?"

Wei Zhong felt itchy and anxious, but he held back as he had already consumed most of his magic power.

"Let's go. I'll go out first."

The reason why this evil dragon stayed here was that it hoped to be closer to the treasure so as to absorb enough wind spiritual power to protect the fetus.

Unfortunately, reality did not go as he wished. This method not only failed to save the dragon fetus, but made it even weaker.

A man and a dragon came out of the wind tunnel from another direction and came to the outside world, which was the heart of the Wind Hunting Tribe.

Luo Jia led the demon dragons and subdued all the demon dragons in the tribe.

Only the sixth-level demon dragon was still trapped by the vines and kept struggling.

Seeing a human standing on top of his leader, he felt desolate and shouted loudly.

Wei Zhong stepped forward and made a true seal, and the latter's attitude immediately changed 180 degrees.

I can't wait to lick the soles of Wei Zhong's shoes.

"There are more and more demon pets under my command."

Wei Zhong sighed, regretting that he could not bring so many demon dragons to the spirit world.

I can only stay in this demon world to guard the spiritual land.

Instructing Luo Jia and other dragon generals to replant the spiritual plants that had been migrated here, Wei Zhong chose a place with abundant spiritual energy to open up a cave.

Then he meditated and adjusted his breathing to restore his own magic power.

When his magic power was restored, he came out of the cave and immediately saw a green and a golden-red demon dragon circling in the sky.

"There are more and more guards in the spiritual land."

After leaving the cave, Wei Zhong immediately went to look for the two sixth-order Sky-Splitting Dragons. After getting to know them, Wei Zhong realized that not all Sky-Splitting Dragons had the ability to teleport.

In the entire clan, only Liefeng the dragon has this ability.

According to what the two dragons said, this kind of innate spiritual method not only has very high requirements for the realm, but also has a very high standard for the concentration of the demon dragon's blood.

With Zhukong's ability, even if he reached the later stage, it would be difficult for him to comprehend the teleportation magic.

"So that's the case. This demon dragon originated from your tribe?"

Seeing the appearance of the Sky-Splitting Dragon formed by Wei Zhong's magic power, both of them shook their heads.

“The demon dragon that the master is referring to is most likely from the Liekong tribe in the west.

“That’s a tribe of Sky-Splitting Dragons similar to us, but they are even more powerful, with a seventh-level demon dragon guarding them.

“The children of the clan are even more gifted and have rich bloodlines. There are more than ten demon dragons who have awakened the art of teleportation.

"Some people can even comprehend this technique in the early stages of the sixth stage..."

Zhukong echoed:
"Yes, yes, the Liekong tribe is very domineering and cruel.

"We, the sixth-order tribes, have to pay tribute to them with spiritual objects every hundred years, otherwise we will be exterminated."

"Pay tribute and exterminate the clan?"

Wei Zhong frowned slightly.

'It seems that there is no peace between the tribes in this demon world.'

"Every hundred years, we have to pay tribute to them with sixth-level spiritual objects.

“More than a thousand years ago, it was only one piece every hundred years, but now, due to the increase in the strength of the Liekong tribe, it has been expanded to two pieces every hundred years.

“According to gossip from other level six tribes, it seems that the price will increase to three pieces soon.

"Life is getting harder and harder for our small tribe. We originally planned to abandon this spiritual land and leave if we couldn't hold on any longer..."

Wei Zhong frowned when he heard the news. He turned to look at Luo Jia and ordered him to use the worthless spiritual medicines in the medicine garden to help the Liefeng tribe first.

"When I advance, I will wipe out this Liekong tribe sooner or later."

Hearing this, the two dragons Liefeng didn't quite believe it, but Luo Jia, Biyuan and other dragons were full of confidence and looked interested.

"A seventh-level demon dragon, that must be another seventh-level dragon blood pill!"

Thinking of this, saliva almost flowed out of Biyuan's mouth.

Wei Zhong felt that he had understood most of the information and his magic power had fully recovered.

Then he called Liefeng and asked him to go deep into the wind tunnel with him.

Returning to the cave, the Wind-Fixing Pearl floated up in front of Wei Zhong.

Wrap yourself and the hunting wind inside to avoid being eroded by the strong wind.

As he approached the core of the cave step by step, the strong wind became stronger and stronger, and the Wind-Fixing Pearl consumed Wei Zhong's magic power at an extremely terrifying rate.

Wei Zhong couldn't help but frown:
"What a powerful gale!"

The closer to the core of the cave, the faster Wei Zhong's mana is consumed.

By the time he finally reached the cave entrance, more than half of his magic power had been consumed.

"Master, the broken weapon is inside this hole. You can see it if you stick your head over.

"But the strong wind there is extremely strong, almost level seven, so you must be careful."

After saying that, Liefeng walked out of the coverage of Wei Zhong's Wind-Fixing Bead.

The strong wind blew up its feathers, and it mobilized the demonic power in its body. A green light shield was attached to its body surface, and only then was it able to stand firmly in the cave.

He had long known that Wei Zhong had consumed too much mana in order to protect the two of them, so he made room to relieve Wei Zhong's pressure.

After hearing Lie Feng's instructions, Wei Zhong understood the seriousness of the matter.

The range of the Wind-Fixing Bead continued to shrink until it only covered a palm's distance from one's body surface.

At the same time, awaken the thunder dragon in the "Time Treasure Record".

The latter was immediately surprised by the environment Wei Zhong was in.

"Lei Long, I have something good that I need your help to look at."

"nice one?"

While he was in doubt, Wei Zhong had already injected most of his magic power into the Wind-Fixing Pearl.

It was hanging above Wei Zhong's head, and the golden light it emitted tightly protected Wei Zhong's body.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wei Zhong stretched his head and looked into the cave.

In an instant, Wei Zhong saw only a pitch-black cave with half of a red tasseled spear stuck in the void.

The red tassel on the spear tip fluttered in the wind.

Then the golden spiritual light on Wei Zhong's body flashed violently and shattered in an instant.

The Wind-Fixing Pearl fell dimly and was caught in Wei Zhong's palm. The whole person was like a thrown stone, smashing in the direction away from the cave.

Seeing this, Liefeng, who had been waiting on the side, flew over quickly and took Wei Zhong away.

Wrapped in a pair of wings, a green spiritual light lit up, breaking away the strong wind, and flew away quickly with Wei Zhong.

Wei Zhong's head was dizzy due to the impact of the strong wind, and he only heard Lei Long's shocked words:

"Immortal weapon?"

(End of this chapter)