Zhu Xian: Get ten times the talent, the sword opens the gate of heaven

Lu Xueqi stood beside Zhang Xiaofan, gazing at the surrounding lava and the Eight Desolate Fire Dragons ahead. For the first time, she revealed despair, a deep despair.

Before the Eight Desolate Fire Dragon, even the highest level of cultivation can only lead to defeat and regret.

Even if one reaches the Taiqing realm, it will be of no use.

It seems that this group of people will surely die in the flames of the Eight Desolate Fire Dragon today.

but…

Lu Xueqi looked at Zhang Xiaofan beside her, her fair hand instinctively taking his large hand in hers. A smile appeared on her face as she murmured:
"I would have no regrets or fear if I could die with you."

Zhang Xiaofan looked at Lu Xueqi's smiling face, reached out and touched her cheek, and said:
"Don't call me a fool, how could I let you die here?"

“But…” Lu Xueqi looked at the Eight Desolate Fire Dragon and said:

"This Eight Desolate Fire Dragon is no ordinary creature. The power of its flames is no less than that of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation. We have absolutely no chance of survival."

Zhang Xiaofan smiled and said:
"I will send you away now so that I can kill the Beast God without any worries."

"No!" Lu Xueqi grabbed Zhang Xiaofan with both hands, her face resolute.
“Eleven years ago, I failed to stop you, which led you to join the Demonic Sect for eleven years.”

"This time, I will definitely face the Beast God and the Eight Desolate Fire Dragon with you, even if it means death."

Zhang Xiaofan looked at Lu Xueqi's determined face and knew she would keep her word. It seemed he had no choice but to tell her the truth.

So, Zhang Xiaofan gently patted Lu Xueqi's shoulder and said:
"Actually, I deliberately let the Beast God summon the Eight Desolate Fire Dragon."

"What?" Lu Xueqi murmured, surprised for a moment, then stared at Zhang Xiaofan with disbelief on her face.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaofan had no choice but to lean down and whisper in Lu Xueqi's ear:
"I have now cultivated to the seventh level of Taiqing. If I want to improve my cultivation quickly, the only way is through the Eight Desolate Fire Dragon, which can burn everything in the world. Its flames can make me stronger quickly, and my physical body will also become stronger."

"In this way, my chances of becoming an immortal will be even greater."

"So, your presence here will only distract me. Don't worry, I have my own ways of dealing with this Eight Desolate Fire Dragon."

Lu Xueqi listened to Zhang Xiaofan's words as if they were a fantasy. In all her years of cultivation, she had never heard of using the flames spewed by the Eight Desolate Fire Dragon to achieve the goal of becoming stronger quickly.

Moreover, the power of the flames spewed by the Eight Desolate Fire Dragon was so strong that she really couldn't believe it.

However, Lu Xueqi kept her eyes fixed on Zhang Xiaofan, suddenly kissed him on the cheek, and then said:
"I believe you!"

"However, if you don't live, I certainly won't live alone."

"Hmm!" Zhang Xiaofan responded, then waved his hand, and the golden light that enveloped Lu Xueqi, Lin Jingyu, Xiao Yicai, Li Xun, Shangguan Ce, and Jin Ping'er carried them quickly into the distance.

Jin Ping'er stood inside the golden protective shield, gazing at Zhang Xiaofan. She longed to rush out and fight alongside him, just like the night she broke into Fenxiang Valley.

However, being intelligent, she knew this was impossible.

Because the flames spewed by the Eight Desolate Fire Dragon could only last for ten breaths at most before being burned to nothingness once she stepped out of the protective shield.

If Zhang Xiaofan were to protect him, he would be distracted.

Lin Jingyu looked at Zhang Xiaofan in the distant flames and shouted:
"Xiao Fan, I'll wait for you to come out."

Holding the Seven Star Sword, Xiao Yicai gazed at Zhang Xiaofan, who was surrounded by golden light and countless flames, and shouted:
"Junior Brother Zhang, Master has already passed the position of sect leader to you."

"You must live, live and come back to Qingyun Sect with me. Otherwise, if you die, I will take your position as sect leader."

Zhang Xiaofan was taken aback upon hearing this.

He never expected that Dao Xuan Zhenren had already passed the position of sect leader to him before he disappeared.

Zhang Xiaofan looked at Lu Xueqi and the others, who had already flown ten miles away, and felt a weight lifted from his heart.

Now, it's time to increase my strength and deal with the Beast God. He quickly turned around, waved his hand, and the golden light around his body vanished instantly.

The moment the golden light disappeared, scorching flames instantly enveloped Zhang Xiaofan, making it impossible to see even a single hair on his body.

Lin Jingyu and the others, who were watching from a distance, were all shocked by what they saw.

They never expected that Zhang Xiaofan would voluntarily remove the protective shield, allowing the energy that could incinerate everything in the world to spray onto him.

Even Lu Xueqi, who knew that Zhang Xiaofan had just told her that he intended to do so, felt a pang of anxiety when she saw him engulfed in flames that could incinerate everything. Her face was filled with worry as she stared blankly at the flames surrounding Zhang Xiaofan.

"Ah...ah..."

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!
It hurts so much, it's unbearable!

As soon as he was engulfed in flames, Zhang Xiaofan felt excruciating pain all over his body, as if his flesh and blood were being burned.

And indeed, the flames instantly burned Zhang Xiaofan's head even more intensely, scorching his skin.

His entire body was now a bloody mess, with not a single unscathed spot on it.

The pain was so intense that Zhang Xiaofan let out a painful scream.

At the same time, the self-healing ability of the Great Completion Demon God's body was activated, and flesh buds quickly grew from the skin that had been burned by the flames.

In the blink of an eye, the external injuries were completely healed.

"Roar!"

However, before he could even feel happy for a moment, a roar erupted, and the flames burned away the newly grown skin once again.

Meanwhile, amidst destruction and rebirth, Zhang Xiaofan's physique is rapidly becoming stronger.

Meanwhile, Zhang Xiaofan sat cross-legged, letting the flames burn him, and used his magic power to refine the surrounding flames.

The Eight Desolate Fire Dragon is unlike anything in the mortal world; the flames it spews are also incredibly precious and not something found in this realm.

The energy contained within its flames, once refined, will be invaluable to cultivators.

Of course, in the entire cultivation world, perhaps only Zhang Xiaofan could achieve such a level.

After all, even Shangguan Ce, at the peak of the Shangqing realm, couldn't hold out for long against such raging flames that could burn everything in the world, no matter how hard he tried.

Once burned by the flames, he would be burned to ashes in less than a breath.

The Beast God stood behind the Eight Desolate Fire Dragon, watching Zhang Xiaofan engulfed in flames and hearing his painful screams, and shouted:
"Zhang Xiaofan, how are you feeling? Does it feel like you're living a life worse than death?"

"No, I feel great, I feel refreshed!" Zhang Xiaofan's voice came from the flames.

"Humph!"

The Beast God snorted angrily, his face grim, and said:

"Keep pretending. You won't last a minute before you're burned to ashes. Zhang Xiaofan, a genius of his generation, died young, not even thirty years old."

At this point, the Beast God changed his tone and asked again:

"Zhang Xiaofan, if you save Linglong, I can let you go right now."

"Screw you!" Zhang Xiaofan's indomitable voice rang out amidst the flames.

(End of this chapter)