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In the pool.

Wang Long sat cross-legged at the bottom of the pool, veins bulging on his forehead, his face flushed, and his spiritual energy was circulating wildly within him, faster and faster, and more and more out of control.

The speed at which his spiritual energy circulated had exceeded the limits that his meridians could withstand. Fine cracks began to appear in his meridians, and blood seeped out from the cracks, flowing down his skin.

The entire pool was dyed a light red color.

The three women watched with concern, remaining silent.

They felt deeply sorry for Wang Long, who was in so much pain, and were also suffering greatly.

His body was trembling violently, and every breath was accompanied by intense pain, as if a dull knife was churning inside him.

Wang Long felt his consciousness begin to blur, and the world before his eyes became fragmented.

Is it going to fail?

Is it possible that he will ultimately be unable to overcome the hurdle between the peak of the eighth rank and the ninth rank?

The images flashed through my mind like a revolving lantern.

Luo Hanyi called out to him coldly.

Qin Minglan called him "old thing" in a haughty manner.

Murong Qing smiled radiantly at Wang Long, looking incredibly adorable.

And there was Ye Niannu's reluctant gaze.

Wang Long gritted his teeth, clenched his fists tightly, and dug his nails deep into his palms.

He was not reconciled.

He cannot fail!

He had promised Ye Niannu that he would personally bring her back.

He can't break his promise!

Wang Long suddenly opened his eyes.

A sharp glint flashed in his cloudy old eyes!

The chaotic spiritual energy within his body suddenly ceased its agitation at that moment, as if it had been suppressed by an invisible force.

The Chaos Dao Body operated wildly, gradually pulling the out-of-control spiritual energy back onto the right track, reintegrating it into the meridians, and starting the cycle anew.

One cycle, two cycles, three cycles...

The cracks in the meridians slowly healed under the cleansing of spiritual energy, the torn flesh regenerated, and the disordered energy gradually stabilized.

Wang Long's face went from flushed to pale, and then slowly regained its color.

His breathing went from rapid to steady, and from steady to deep.

Each breath is accompanied by the circulation of spiritual energy and the ascent of one's spiritual realm.

The shackles of the peak of the eighth rank shattered with a crash!

Early stage of Rank 9!!!

A powerful aura erupted from Wang Long's body, sweeping across the entire Royal Heavenly Pool!

The pool water exploded, splashing everywhere!

The runes on the stone wall flickered violently, emitting a buzzing vibration!

Qin Minglan was so shocked by that aura that she took several steps back, and Murong Qing almost fell, but was caught by Luo Hanyi.

The three women simultaneously raised their heads and looked at the dragon in the pool.

Wang Long sat cross-legged at the bottom of the pool, his body enveloped in a faint golden light. In his cloudy old eyes, a sharp light gleamed, captivating the soul.

He raised his head, looked at the three women, and a slow smile appeared on his lips.

The smile was faint, yet it carried a reassuring power.

"I...did it."

The water in the pool gradually calmed down, and the golden light slowly faded.

Wang Long stood up from the bottom of the pool, and the pale golden spring water slid down his body, revealing his strong and muscular physique.

That once aged and emaciated body is now full of strength.

The age spots on her skin had long since disappeared, and the wrinkles were so shallow that they were almost invisible. She looked twenty years younger.

Qin Minglan was the first to rush over.

She buried her face in Wang Long's arms, wrapping her arms tightly around his waist.

She buried her face in his chest, her voice muffled and trembling with tears.

"You old man, you scared me to death just now..."

Wang Long put his arm around her, gently patted her back, and said with a smile.

"It's alright, I'm perfectly fine."

Murong Qing also came over, her eyes red and her face still wet with tears.

She stood in front of Wang Long, reached out her hand, and gently took his hand in hers.

Murong Qing's hands were icy cold and still trembling slightly; the situation just now had truly terrified her.

Seeing her like this, Wang Long reached out and pulled her into his arms.

Murong Qing's voice was trembling with tears.

"Uncle... I'm so scared... so scared that something might happen to you..."

"Don't worry, I'm tough, I won't die."

Luo Hanyi looked at Wang Long with gentle eyes and a smile on her face.

Wang Long, with his arms around Qin Minglan and Murong Qing, looked up at Luo Hanyi.

Eyes facing each other.

Wang Long smiled and waved to Luo Hanyi.

Without hesitation, Luo Hanyi walked up to Wang Long.

Wang Long pulled the three women into his arms.

The three different aromas wafted into his nose, causing his blood to rush to his head once again.

"I owe my success today to you all."

"Thank you for your hard work during this time!"

"Don't mention it. I'm already married to you, this is just what I should do."

Qin Minglan smiled as she looked at Wang Long. He looked much more handsome now, and she loved him even more!

"Yes, I am also the old man's wife, but I haven't done much."

Murong Qing was the weakest of them all, and she felt that she had contributed the least.

"My husband's promotion to the ninth rank is all thanks to Madam Luo!"

"It is the result of our joint efforts."

Luo Hanyi gently shook her head; they were all Wang Long's women.

There's no need to worry about how much you give.

Just do what you can.

Wang Long nodded in agreement and said in a deep voice.

"There's still one month until the battle for supremacy among dynasties."

"I plan to depart ahead of schedule."

The three women were stunned at the same time.

Qin Minglan's smile froze on her face.

"Leave early? Now?"

Wang Long nodded.

"The struggle for supremacy among the myriad dynasties is taking place in the center of the Eastern Region. The journey from here is long and arduous, and we don't know what we might encounter along the way."

"I want to set off as soon as possible, so I can see more along the way and make ample preparations for the competition."

Qin Minglan and Murong Qing fell silent; they were reluctant to part with Wang Long.

They've been married for so long, but she hasn't gotten pregnant to give Wang Long a child.

Luo Hanyi looked at Wang Long; she supported the decision.

"Then you'd better be well prepared; we'll be waiting for your triumphant return at home!"

"Um!"

Wang Long nodded solemnly.

"I'm going to see His Majesty, and I'll depart tomorrow!"

As Wang Long spoke, he walked out of the Royal Heavenly Pool.

The three women discussed it together and decided they could spend another night with Wang Long.

What needs to be done?

Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Murong Yuan sat on the dragon throne, holding a memorial in his hands.

Murong Hao assisted in handling government affairs.

Wang Long did not need to be informed before meeting the emperor.

He walked in slowly under the respectful gaze of the surrounding guards and eunuchs.

Watching the figure slowly approach.

Murong Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

He sensed it.

That aura was powerful yet restrained, like a bottomless abyss.

He really advanced to the ninth rank?!

It only took five short months!

Murong Yuan's fingers tightened suddenly, almost crushing the memorial in his hand into dust.

Murong Hao was also stunned, as he had only just reached the sixth rank.

The overwhelming sense of oppression made it hard for him to breathe.

"Your Majesty, Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

Wang Long walked in and greeted the two men with a smile.

He didn't need to perform any kind of bowing.

Murong Yuan looked at Wang Long, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

There was shock, admiration, and a hint of something indescribable... relief.

I'm so glad I didn't act recklessly back then, so glad my daughter had such a sharp eye, and so glad that such a prodigy came from Daqian.

He believed that it wouldn't be long before Wang Long surpassed him.

Become the strongest in the entire Great Qian Dynasty!