Dragon Clan: My Dad is Ange

But the most eye-catching thing is the display stand in the center of the warehouse, on which is placed an eight-sided Han sword.

This is definitely not an instrument that existed during the Tang Dynasty.

This is a weapon created in an ancient time even earlier than the Tang Dynasty. Due to material limitations, in the early Bronze Age, people needed to create swords with eight sides to evenly distribute force in order to increase the sword's strength and toughness.

During the Tang Dynasty, there was already quite advanced iron smelting technology, so there was no need to do such a thankless task.

Therefore, the eight-sided Han sword in the center must have come from an even more ancient era.

Chapter 19 Nine Dragons

The man Ye Fan had been following walked to the display stand in the center of the warehouse and carefully opened the gilded lacquer box.

Judging from the attitudes of the people around him, Ye Fan could tell that he was the leader of this group of people.

Nine pills of different colors are arranged in the shape of the Big Dipper on the silk lining. Each pill is the size of a quail egg, and there are floating patterns on the surface that look like living things.

In the dim warehouse, these pills actually emitted a faint fluorescent light, making the man's scaly face flicker.

"Nine Dragons,"

The man's voice sounded like sandpaper rubbing against iron, with each syllable trembling unnaturally.

"Treasures brought out from Prince Li Yuanyu's tomb."

The atmosphere in the entire warehouse became quiet, and everyone was quietly waiting for the man's introduction.

This also included Ye Fan, whose SS-level hybrid vision allowed him to clearly see the finely carved dragon patterns on each pill.

That's not decoration, but some kind of ancient alchemical matrix.

The most disturbing thing is that these lines are actually slowly wriggling, as if there is life flowing through them.

"Second Grandpa, can this thing really make us stronger?"

The bald man poked one of the crimson pills with his thick fingers.

His nails had turned into curved black claws, scraping against the surface of the pill with a harsh sound.

This is evidence of excessive use of violent blood.

Apparently, this ancient technology is also passed down among Chinese families.

The man slapped his hand away:

"Don't touch them! These pills are more valuable than your life!"

He turned to the others, opened his arms, and the hem of his windbreaker rose with the movement, revealing the bronze dagger at his waist.

He finally took off the black hood, revealing his silver hair and wrinkled face.

He was an old man with a sinister face, but the bright golden eyes beneath his skin folds revealed his A-level bloodline.

This group of people came from a mixed-race force in China, the Kowloon Walled City in Yunnan Province.

Today, Kowloon Walled City has declined. In the entire village, only the old man and his eldest brother have bloodline of level A, and none of the younger generations can exceed level B.

Otherwise, why would the old man do this tomb-robbing work?

"Come here, I'll tell you the origins of these treasures."

The old man greeted.

It's like the elders in the family are calling the younger ones to come and listen to stories.

The seven men gathered around like hyenas smelling blood.

Ye Fan took the opportunity to adjust his position and hid in a corner where he could observe the display stand and the exit at the same time.

The warehouse was filled with the sour smell of rotting raw meat, mixed with the strange smell emanating from these people.

During the Tianbao period of the Tang Dynasty,

The old man's voice suddenly became clear and fluent, as if he was reciting lines he had practiced countless times:

"Xuanzong's younger brother, Prince Li Yuanyu, was obsessed with the art of immortality. He secretly summoned sorcerers from across the land and alchemists from the Western Regions to combine Taoist alchemy with the alchemy of the Dragon Clan."

"Among those talented people were the ancestors of our Kowloon Walled City."

He picked up the crimson pill and turned it under the light.

Ye Fan noticed that there was a small animal head engraved on the surface of the pill, which looked like a dragon's head but had no horns - this was the image of the dragon's eldest son "Qiu Niu".

"Using dragon bones as the base, dragon blood as the guide, and supplemented with minerals like cinnabar and mercury to neutralize the violence, it is then engraved into the alchemical matrix..."

"That is the pinnacle of human alchemy, the absolute pinnacle! Even more important is the materials used by this Nine Dragons!"

"The raw material for each of these nine dragon seeds is a second-generation seed. Remember, it's a complete second-generation seed!"

"Their souls, bones, and blood, everything has been integrated into this Nine Dragon Seed. Therefore, as long as they swallow the Nine Dragon Seed, they will gain the power of the next generation!"

The second village chief's fingertips gently stroked the lines on the surface of the pill:

"Our ancestors spent 49 years refining these nine 'Nine Dragon Seeds'."

The red-haired woman licked the corners of her lips that were cracked to her ears and asked, "Second Village Leader, are these Nine Dragons containing the next generation of offspring?"

Her tongue was now twenty centimeters long, forked at the tip, and quivered like a snake's tongue.

The Second Village Chief ignored her teasing and continued:

"Each pill is named after one of the nine dragon sons, each with a different effect."

"This is the achievement of our ancestors. They participated in the refining of the Nine Dragons and secretly left behind the map."

"We were originally worried about what might happen to our descendants of Kowloon Walled City, and now the accident has happened. The tide of time is rolling in, and if we stick to the old ways, we too will be eliminated."

The second village chief had a sinister look on his face, almost gritting his teeth.

"There's no place left in this world for traditional hybrid organizations like us. The secret party covets our heritage. And we're powerless to resist."

“But it won’t be like this anymore!”

He suddenly threw the Bull Prison Pill to the bald man.

"Ally, try this."

The bald man—now Ye Fan knew his name was Ali—took the pill and stuffed it into his mouth without hesitation.

His Adam's apple rolled violently, as if he was swallowing not a pill but a piece of red-hot charcoal.

"Ugh—!"

Ali suddenly fell to his knees, howling in pain.

It was as if countless small snakes were crawling under his skin, and his muscles were expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye, completely tearing the already tight vest.

When the transformation stopped, Ali had turned into a giant over two meters tall, his body covered with bronze scales and sharp bone spurs growing on his knuckles.

"How does it feel?"

The second village chief asked with a smile, his teeth had all turned into pointed cones.

Ali clenched his fist, squeezing the air and making a crackling sound. "Great! I can punch through steel!"

His voice became low and hoarse, like a roar coming from deep in his chest.

The second village chief nodded with satisfaction: "Qiuniu Dan, mainly strengthens muscles and bones."

He opened his hands and announced to everyone.

"This is the Nine Dragons. Even if your bloodline is only B-level and can only bear one, as long as you swallow it, your strength will reach the peak of A-level hybrids!"

"This is enough to bring nine top-level A-level hybrids to Kowloon Walled City! We can even compete with the secret party!"

"We, the older generation, are already old and will soon be buried with our full strength. It's up to you, the younger generation, to take over. This Nine Dragons and the other alchemical weapon are the last foundation I leave for you."

The old man's voice became decadent.

Digging up the grave of your ancestors' former master sounds like a heinous act.

But there was no way he could do that. For the sake of the village's continuation, he was willing to be punished by his ancestors after his death.

He picked up another dark purple pill with a pattern of scabbard engraved on its surface. "Ah Hong, this one is suitable for you."

When the red-haired woman - Ah Hong - took the Jiaozi Pill, Ye Fan noticed that some kind of transparent mucus was secreted from her fingertips, leaving traces of corrosion on the surface of the pill.

She tossed the pill into the air, wrapping her forked tongue around it with precision, a satisfied gurgling coming from her throat.

Almost in an instant, Ah Hong's nails grew into ten-centimeter-long sharp blades, shining with a faint blue luster under the light, and were obviously highly poisonous.

What's even more terrifying is that her spine suddenly stretched and her whole body twisted like a snake, allowing her to perform all kinds of ergonomic movements.

Chapter 20 Deadpool

"Ya Zi Dan, enhances aggression and flexibility."

The old man explained, "Combined with your spirit word 'Snake Bite', your venom is now strong enough to bring down an elephant."

Ah Hong excitedly scratched the table with her newly developed poisonous claws, cutting the five-centimeter-thick solid wood board like tofu, and charred corrosion marks immediately appeared on the broken surface.

Even Ye Fan was shocked.

Although these enhancements are insignificant to him.

But in the world of ordinary mixed-bloods, this is already a very terrifying increase.

The effects of these pills far exceed those of ordinary alchemical drugs, and are more like some kind of forbidden bloodline purifier.

As far as Ye Fan knows, any method of forcibly purifying dragon blood will lead to irreversible transformation into Deadpool, and the speed of change in these people is simply astonishingly fast.

This also proves one thing, that their transformation into Deadpool will definitely be faster.

The old man picked up another khaki pill with the Baxia pattern engraved on its surface and said, "Old Knife, this one is for you."

A middle-aged man with scars all over his face took the pill silently.

His left eye had turned into a reptilian vertical pupil, while his right eye still retained its human appearance, creating a strange contrast.

After swallowing the Ba Xia Dan, Lao Dao's skin quickly keratinized and became a hard texture similar to crocodile skin.

He slashed his arm with the dagger he carried with him - the blade rubbed against the skin, sparks flew, but only a faint white mark was left.

"Ba Xia Dan strengthens your defenses," the old man said. "Your skin is now as hard as dragon scales."