Gou Zai Sect Beast Taming Longevity

"Alright, these things are still unfamiliar to you. Just keep an eye on things and be careful when you travel in the future. If anything happens, just tell me immediately."

Old Wei let out a soft breath, shook his head, and said this, not really wanting to dwell on this topic.

"it is good."

Yu Changsheng nodded silently, his mind a mixture of understanding and confusion. After a long pause, as if remembering something, he hesitated for a moment before speaking:

"So, Master, what do you think of my senior brother now...?"

Old Wei smiled faintly, the meaning of which was unreadable—neither sorrow nor joy—he simply spoke calmly:

"I don't know where he is now, but I know my disciples well. That guy has many backup plans, and it will be difficult for them to kill him."

As he spoke, Old Wei gave Yu Changsheng a meaningful look.

"call……"

Yu Changsheng let out a long breath and smiled gently upon hearing this.

"You know some of these things, but you don't need to take them too seriously."

Old Wei thought for a moment, then offered words of comfort:

"Remember what I said, don't easily reveal the existence of the Myriad Spirits Technique to outsiders. It's a Saint-level cultivation technique, and each one has a tremendous background. If others find out, you might get into trouble and unnecessary problems."

Old Wei pursed his lips, his eyes flickering, and guessed with some disbelief:

"Moreover, I always feel that everything is too coincidental. This cultivation method feels like it was tailor-made for you, including the inheritance of the Dao seed, which all seems natural..."

Yu Changsheng's expression faltered. He had thought a lot about what he heard, so he remained silent, unsure of what to say.

"Perhaps everything is preordained."

Old Wei shook his head, then suddenly smiled and spoke with a sigh.

"Let's talk about something else. Now that you've broken through to the Golden Core stage and are still the young sect leader, there are some things I'm comfortable letting you do."

Old Wei thought for a moment, then gently tapped his forehead:

"The Spirit Dragon Sect has been destroyed, but as a sect that has existed for so long, it still has some foundations. There are still some good things in its sect headquarters that cannot be moved here."

"If you have time, tomorrow you can go to the center of the Linglong Sect's headquarters and take your disciples to explore it. There is a Blood Dragon Pool there. Although most of the things in the Blood Dragon Pool have been taken away by the sect, there are still a few things that cannot be moved."

The Blood Dragon Pool itself is a rare place for disciples to temper their bodies, similar in function to the Sword Washing Pool on Sword Control Peak, but its effect on qi, blood, and physical body is even more significant.

Old Wei explained slowly, thought for a moment, looked up at Yu Changsheng, and nodded.

"If I'm not mistaken, there might be something you, Crimson Dragon, need in the Blood Dragon Pool. That could be considered an opportunity for you."

"Blood Dragon Pool?"

Yu Changsheng was taken aback, then nodded: "Is there anything I should be careful about?"

Old Wei closed his eyes, waved his hand, and said calmly, "Originally, I planned to send that kid Mo Pengcheng, but now your strength is about the same as his. Since this is a beneficial matter, I'll let you go."

Moreover, since you've just been appointed as the young sect leader, having you lead the team will increase your prestige among the disciples of the Myriad Manifestations Sect.

"Hmm." Yu Changsheng nodded gently, indicating that he understood. "This disciple understands. Thank you, Master."

"Then make preparations and set off tomorrow. Remember to protect your fellow disciples. Now that you are the young sect leader, you can't let down the people who admire you."

Old Wei chuckled, and his figure slowly disappeared as he left the Young Master's Hall.

The last battle was quite stressful and burdensome for Old Wei, far from being as easy as it seemed on the surface. His physical condition also requires a period of rest and recuperation to recover.

Yu Changsheng lowered his head, pondered for a while, then got up and left the main hall. He went to a side room, activated all the formations, sat cross-legged, let out a long breath, and with a wave of his hand, took out a storage ring from his system inventory.

"The storage ring of True Monarch Illusion Dragon... A mere True Monarch of the Purple Mansion, I wonder what his wealth is like?"

Yu Changsheng licked his lips, his expression filled with excitement. He exhaled again, and carefully channeled a bit of magic power from his fingertip into his storage ring. He then condensed his divine sense into a needle and pierced it, breaking through the last restriction.

Cultivators who have reached a certain level of cultivation can "lock" their own storage rings to ensure that no one other than themselves can open them; this serves as a form of identification.

These "locks" vary in strength, depending on the cultivation level of the storage device's owner and the sealing method used. There are indeed cultivators who have gone to great lengths to protect their items very well in this regard.

In this way, even if a cultivator dies and is murdered and robbed, no one can open their storage equipment. If someone tries to bypass this "restriction" and forcibly break open the storage equipment, there is a high probability that the contents will be swept into the void turbulence and damaged.

These locks are usually divided into two categories: soul-binding locks and magic-binding locks. In other words, no one other than the person whose magic power and soul are involved can open them.

The storage ring of True Monarch Illusion Dragon was enchanted by a divine soul restriction. Fortunately, Yu Changsheng's divine soul was extremely strong. After three days and three nights of constant grinding, the divine soul restriction had been almost completely worn away, with only a little bit left.

This process was like using a small hammer to pry open the lock of a safe bit by bit. It was very simple and crude, but also very mentally taxing. If Yu Changsheng hadn't had a strong spirit, he really wouldn't have been able to withstand the ordeal.

"boom!"

As Yu Changsheng's soul trembled, the last trace of soul restriction on the storage ring was instantly obliterated. A brilliant light flashed across the storage ring, and after a tremor, the ring returned to calm.

"Let me see what's inside!"

Yu Changsheng muttered to himself, his eyes filled with anticipation. This time, his divine sense flowed into the ring without any hindrance, and a vast space appeared in Yu Changsheng's mind, covering nearly a hundred acres.

"As expected of the Purple Mansion True Lord, this storage ring alone is equivalent to a valuable high-grade spiritual treasure."

Yu Changsheng clicked his tongue in amazement, his anticipation growing even stronger. He carefully scanned everything with his divine sense. The space was large, but there weren't many things piled up inside, so the entire space was quite spacious.

The most eye-catching feature is the enormous creature placed at its center. It is the massive corpse of a spirit beast, roughly three to four hundred meters long, resembling a roc with wings that spread out to a width of four hundred meters, truly overwhelming.

It has two heads, each with a crest. One crest is wind-blue, and the other is lightning-purple. Even in death, its body is still surrounded by a gentle breeze and arcs of electricity. Its beak is long and slender like a knife, scattering cold light. It is more than ten meters long, with golden feathers, and looks very sacred. The most eye-catching feature is its tail, which is not a bird's tail, but a fish's tail. It is black, also surrounded by wind and thunder, and scatters a thick aura of death.

"The Wind and Thunder Soaring Roc... and judging from its appearance, it has advanced halfway and contains the bloodline of the Kun..."

Yu Changsheng was moved. He quietly took a deep breath, swallowed, and was somewhat shocked. His gaze carefully looked from the top of Feng Lei Ling Tianpeng's head to the bottom. His hair suddenly felt a little numb, followed by surprise and excitement.

"This old man actually possesses such a treasure: the corpse of a peak fourth-tier spirit beast, which still retains a trace of its spiritual essence, not yet completely lost—a king-level spirit beast..."

Yu Changsheng muttered to himself, his heart pounding with excitement, his eyes full of smiles, before falling into a moment of deep thought.

"This thing is of immense help to me. Such a rare and priceless treasure deserves to fall into my hands."

Yu Changsheng chuckled to himself as he entered the courtyard. With a thought, he transferred the entire corpse of Feng Lei Ling Tianpeng from his storage ring, placing it perfectly still in front of him.

A fourth-tier beast taming is equivalent to the Purple Mansion realm in human cultivators, while the peak of the fourth tier is equivalent to the peak of the Purple Mansion realm. Such a level of beast taming, especially one of king-level beast taming with such bloodline, is naturally of great value.

It's enough to make some Purple Mansions see it and go crazy for it.

"The Golden-Winged Eagle".

Yu Changsheng let out a soft shout, and a light appeared. The golden-winged eagle immediately emerged from the inner world, flapping its wings and soaring high, showing great excitement.

"Chirp chirp."

A clear cry resounded through the sky, piercing through gold and splitting rocks, as the golden-winged eagle flapped its wings. As its wings landed, a gale swept through, lightning flashed, and the aura of a third-tier beast tamer enveloped the courtyard.

"What's there to be excited about? Don't rush, it'll be your turn eventually."

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Yu Changsheng chuckled and affectionately patted the Golden-Winged Eagle's head. The eagle nuzzled against Yu Changsheng's hand, its gaze shifting restlessly towards the Wind and Thunder Sky Roc, its face showing longing.

"I want...I want..."

The golden-winged eagle spoke in broken Chinese, conveying information with a gentle and obedient expression.

"Don't worry, don't worry, it'll be here soon."

Yu Changsheng smiled and comforted the Golden-Winged Eagle for a while, then turned to look at the corpse of the Wind and Thunder Sky Roc. After a moment of contemplation, he gently touched it with his fingers.

"Demon Refining and Purification!"

A faint golden light emanated from Yu Changsheng's fingertip, and the next moment, this golden light rapidly spread out, enveloping the entire Fenglei Lingtianpeng.

"Buzzing..."

The Wind and Thunder Soaring Roc trembled slightly, the thick death aura suddenly vanished, the sound of wind and thunder pierced the ears, and at this moment, its huge body suddenly shrank as golden light merged into it, all the blood and spiritual energy in its body continuously condensed and gathered towards the center.

And so, its enormous body vanished in just a few breaths, replaced by an ever-growing beastly aura that enveloped the surroundings, accompanied by faint, melodious cries that resonated deep within the soul.

"Waaaaah..."

Under this intense beastly aura, the Golden-Winged Eagle's body trembled uncontrollably. The suppression from its bloodline caused it to tremble instinctively, but the fervor in its eyes grew stronger and stronger, like a raging fire slowly burning.

The wind and thunder roared, Yu Changsheng frowned slightly, pointed his finger, and the Void Fire appeared. As the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was drawn in, it frantically gathered, and the entire body of the Wind and Thunder Sky Roc collapsed with a bang. In the end, only a drop of golden blood floated in the void, scattering endless pressure.

The entire Wind and Thunder Soaring Roc was ultimately refined into a drop of golden blood, containing all the spiritual essence of its body.

The blood emitted golden light, its divine power subdued, influencing the void. Wind and thunder surrounded it, and the phantom of the Wind and Thunder Soaring Roc appeared within it, emitting endless resentment and bitterness amidst its wailing.

"A trace of vengeful spirit remaining?"

Yu Changsheng raised an eyebrow, sensing the resentment within the blood, and gently shook his head with a smile, not paying it any mind. The next moment, a powerful force descended from the darkness without any emotion, forcefully erasing this resentful spirit.

"Roar roar roar..."

The wailing of the Wind and Thunder Soaring Roc's resentful spirit had no effect whatsoever, and finally came to an abrupt end, erasing the last trace. The golden blood suddenly shone brightly, as if it had been sublimated, becoming even purer.

The system notification also echoed in Yu Changsheng's mind.

[Successfully extracted the spiritual essence of the Wind and Thunder Soaring Roc, obtained one drop of the Wind and Thunder Soaring Roc bloodline origin, and gained 100000 essence points!]

Yu Changsheng's eyes were bright. He gently waved his hand, and the drop of bloodline essence flew over and slowly floated in front of the golden-winged eagle.

"Don't be afraid, I will suppress it for you. Just swallow it."

Yu Changsheng smiled and personally fed the drop of bloodline essence to the Golden-Winged Eagle. The Golden-Winged Eagle obediently nodded, opened its mouth and gently sucked, and the drop of bloodline essence was absorbed in an instant.

Bloodline Fusion

With a thought, Yu Changsheng gently tapped the Golden-Winged Eagle's forehead with his finger. A faint white light flashed, and the Golden-Winged Eagle cried out. The bloodline essence of the Wind and Thunder Soaring Roc was swallowed into its belly and transformed into countless golden threads, flowing into every part of its body.

"Chirp chirp chirp!!"

The golden-winged eagle roared, its entire body bursting with dazzling golden light. Its aura surged, its body swelled up a lot, and its blood began to boil. Its face was contorted in pain, making it look extremely ferocious.

"Don't be afraid, this is a normal phenomenon. You have to endure it if you want to transform. It's okay."

Yu Changsheng gently patted the golden-winged eagle's large wings and spoke softly.

The Golden-Winged Eagle nodded as it struggled. First, tiny sparks of electricity appeared, then they coalesced into arcs of electricity that pulsed violently across its body. The arcs of electricity raged and then transformed into streaks of purple lightning that encircled the Golden-Winged Eagle's body and exploded in the void.

"Boom!"

Thunder roared, and a gale swept in. With a gentle flap of its wings, the golden-winged eagle instantly stirred up a storm, a tempest as sharp as a knife and as fierce as a raging flood, carrying rolling thunder and unleashing boundless divine power centered on the golden-winged eagle.

"Roar roar roar!"

The golden-winged eagle struggled, enveloped in golden light. Its wings were covered with fine, bluish-purple patterns from head to tail, and feathers kept falling from its tail, its shape constantly changing, sometimes a fish tail, sometimes a roc's body. Only an increasingly intense pressure enveloped the surroundings.

The transformation begins! (End of Chapter)