Chapter 765
I Can See Through Everything – Chapter 765
Chapter 765: Dragon Clan Secrets, the Secret of the “Ancestral Dragon”
When he heard of “Nine Transformations of the True Dragon,” Old Canglong’s eyes instantly widened.
“Senior, you also know this cultivation method?” Lu Qing asked in surprise.
“Of course I know it. For our dragon clan, this method carries immense meaning.”
Old Canglong took a deep breath, then finally calmed himself.
“In fact, Ah Qing, you may not know this, but our dragon lineage is connected to the ancient Wu Clan.”
“I’d like to hear the details.” Lu Qing assumed a listening posture.
He had heard a bit from that senior in the Wu Clan secret realm before, but he didn’t truly understand the specifics.
Now that Old Canglong was willing to explain, Lu Qing was naturally quite interested.
“Our dragon race, strictly speaking, split off from the ancient Wu Clan.
“Or rather, many spirit beasts and exotic beasts born with great power have, to one degree or another, a trace of the Wu Clan bloodline flowing in them.
“It’s just that the bloodline within us dragons is a bit richer.”
Old Canglong’s opening words were shocking.
Lu Qing was surprised as well, but he quickly reacted.
He knew that in that unimaginably distant ancient era, the Wu Clan had once ruled an entire starry sky.
They had left an incomparably deep imprint upon all living things beneath the heavens.
Now it seemed that, though the Wu Clan had vanished, even after such a long stretch of time, traces of their influence still remained.
“So there’s such a hidden secret. I’ve learned something today.” Lu Qing nodded.
“In our Canglong clan, the ancestors left behind an instruction. It said our branch was originally nothing more than an attached族群 of a remote offshoot of the ancient Wu Clan—our bloodline was impure.
“But if we could obtain the ‘True Dragon Nine Turns’ technique bestowed by the main lineage, we could continuously purify our bloodline.
“When the technique reached completion, we would gain complete true dragon blood and be permitted to enter the main lineage to cultivate.
“Yet for countless years, our Canglong clan exhausted endless effort and still could not find that technique.
“I’d thought it had already disappeared along with the ancient Wu Clan’s demise. Who would have thought Xiao Li would actually gain such a chance and obtain it?”
Old Canglong’s tone carried deep lament.
No matter what, he had never expected the cultivation method his clan had once poured everything into seeking would appear before him in this way.
Unfortunately, his Canglong clan, like the ancient Wu Clan, had long since vanished into the river of time.
Only he remained—an old relic barely hanging on, not yet fully extinguished.
“So that’s how it is.”
Only now did Lu Qing understand why Old Canglong had been so agitated earlier.
It turned out the “True Dragon Nine Turns” technique held such tremendous significance for the dragon clan.
That mysterious existence in the Wu Clan secret realm had never explained these things to him clearly.
Lu Qing pondered for a moment, then said, “Senior Canglong, the ‘True Dragon Nine Turns’ that Xiao Li cultivates is an opportunity it obtained on its own. I have no right to interfere. If you wish to understand that method, I’m afraid you’ll have to discuss it with Xiao Li yourself.”
“No need.”
To Lu Qing’s surprise, Old Canglong shook his head.
“According to the ancestral instructions passed down through our clan, although ‘Nine Transformations of the True Dragon’ is profound and wondrous, its level is not actually that high.
“Its best time for cultivation is at the Golden Core Realm.
“And when cultivating it, it’s best to use Wu Clan bloodline as the catalyst—only then can it display its greatest effect and purify the bloodline to the fullest.
“Once you reach the Nascent Soul Realm and cultivate it, the effect weakens considerably. At the Dao-Integration realm, its effect is practically negligible.
“Back then, under my master’s guidance, I had already walked my own path. This method is of no use to me anymore.”
If the Canglong clan still existed, Old Canglong would have begged for “Nine Transformations of the True Dragon” no matter what.
But now the clan was gone, leaving only him, an old wretch dragging out his life.
A method for purifying bloodline no longer held any meaning for him.
Besides, Xiao Li had already become his disciple. As a master, how could he bring himself to seize his disciple’s fortuitous chance?
Lu Qing did not speak.
He could feel the wistful sorrow in Old Canglong’s voice.
Without knowing all the reasons behind it, Lu Qing couldn’t very well offer empty comfort.
Fortunately, Old Canglong was ultimately a Dao-Integration realm expert. After his mood dipped for only a moment, he recovered, a smile returning to his face.
“Still, I didn’t expect Xiao Li to carry ‘Nine Transformations of the True Dragon.’ No wonder its dragon bloodline is so pure. It seems my teaching plan will have to change.”
That Xiao Li actually possessed “Nine Transformations of the True Dragon,” the very method the Canglong clan had once dreamed of, made Old Canglong extremely delighted.
And Xiao Li was currently at the Golden Core Realm—exactly the best time to cultivate “Nine Transformations of the True Dragon.”
If nothing unexpected happened, and it could cultivate “Nine Transformations of the True Dragon” to perfection in the future, with its bloodline completely purified—
Then it would be able to transform into a true dragon, its potential immeasurable!
At that thought, Old Canglong’s heart could not help but surge with excitement again.
To take in a disciple with such limitless potential at the twilight of his life—was that not a tremendous stroke of fortune for him as well?
“Old Canglong, this time you really struck gold!” the Black Savage Bull said from the side, along with Ming Feng, both clearly thinking of the same thing.
For a moment, their faces grew even more envious.
“Heh heh, luck, luck. It’s all thanks to Ah Qing.” Old Canglong was so happy his whiskers trembled.
Lu Qing smiled faintly. Looking at Old Canglong’s winding body, he suddenly remembered something.
“Senior Canglong, speaking of your dragon clan—do you happen to know of a powerful dragon called the ‘Ancestral Dragon’?”
Back in his home world, Lu Qing had obtained two inheritances from the two imprints at Azure Dragon Pass: “Heaven-Shattering Sword Qi” and “Divine Dragon’s Nine Imprints.”
Though both inheritances were incomplete, to Lu Qing at the time they were still profoundly deep, greatly broadening and elevating his cultivation horizons.
Among them, “Divine Dragon’s Nine Imprints” had been left behind by an ancient exotic beast from over a hundred thousand years ago—Suan Ni.
And Suan Ni’s father was said to be a powerful exotic beast called the “Ancestral Dragon.”
Now, hearing Old Canglong speak of dragon clan secrets, Lu Qing was reminded of that “Ancestral Dragon.”
“A powerful dragon called ‘Ancestral Dragon’?” Old Canglong frowned in confusion. “I’ve never heard of such a dragon expert. Moreover, the name ‘Ancestral Dragon’ is not something one can simply take. No dragon of this age can bear the karmic weight of that title.”
“Senior, does the name ‘Ancestral Dragon’ have some special significance?” Lu Qing’s heart stirred.
“Of course. The ancestor of dragons—what dragon of the present world would dare take such a name? Aside from that one Ancestral Witch of the Wu Clan back then, no exotic beast is worthy of such a title.” Old Canglong said solemnly.
“So that’s how it is.”
Lu Qing’s mind shook. In an instant, he connected many threads.
“Ah Qing, what is it? Why did you suddenly ask about this? Don’t tell me there’s actually a dragon outside that dares to use ‘Ancestral Dragon’ as its name?” Old Canglong’s face showed a hint of absurdity.
If that were true, that dragon would be far too audacious.
Was it really not afraid the immense karmic burden would crush its spine?
“I don’t know the exact situation either. I only heard someone mention it, so I was curious,” Lu Qing explained.
Old Canglong shook his head. “It’s probably some ignorant dragon junior who doesn’t know the height of heaven and the depth of earth. The ignorant are fearless. Don’t bother with it. If it dares to use such a title, it won’t live long.”
That might not be the case…
Lu Qing recalled the information he had obtained from the imprint back then.
As one of the Ancestral Dragon’s nine sons, Suan Ni had, more than a hundred thousand years ago, cultivated all the way to the level of a five-tribulation Nascent Soul.
Presumably, the “Ancestral Dragon” had lived for no short span of years.
And when he combined that with what Old Canglong had just said about the meaning behind the title “Ancestral Dragon”—
Lu Qing felt as though he had faintly grasped something.
Yet the information he held was still far too little. He couldn’t seize the truth hidden in the shadows.
After all, even Suan Ni’s information had been left behind more than a hundred thousand years ago—there was no way to verify it now.
He could only wait and see whether, in the future, he might find an opportunity to investigate.
“Three seniors, since Xiao Li is in seclusion, I won’t disturb it for now. I’ve just broken through and want to leave the Immortal Palace for a bit to relax my mind. Is that permissible?”
Lu Qing did not keep pressing the “Ancestral Dragon” topic, instead changing the subject.
“You want to leave the Immortal Palace—what for?” Old Canglong asked.
The Black Savage Bull and Ming Feng looked over as well.
They hadn’t forgotten how much commotion Lu Qing caused the last time he went out—he had even slain a Nascent Soul Realm expert at the peak of eight tribulations.
Lu Qing smiled. “Nothing much. I just want to go out and clean up some trash.”
…
Before long, Lu Qing had reached the outside of the Immortal Palace once again, arriving at the plaza before the eight spatial vortices.
Only this time, the plaza was no longer empty. Many experts were waiting there.
These were powerhouses from various factions who, over the years, had finished exploring the various passages and had been eliminated.
Among them were Lu Qing’s targets this time: the Nascent Soul Realm disciples of the Black-and-White Temple.
Watching Lu Qing walk slowly toward those people, recalling what he had said before leaving—
Inside the Guixu Immortal Palace, Old Canglong, who was watching this scene, let out a sigh. “It seems the final disciple we accepted for Master has quite a heavy killing intent.”
“Good! The heavier the killing intent, the better!” the Black Savage Bull said. “Master was too soft-hearted back then, sparing people at every turn, and that’s what ultimately brewed a great calamity. If he had been more ruthless and killed that fellow then, our Guixu Immortal Palace wouldn’t have become what it is now.”
“Stinking bull, shut your mouth. You are not allowed to speak recklessly about Master!” Ming Feng barked coldly.
“What, did I say anything wrong?” For once, the Black Savage Bull did not yield as usual, glaring at Ming Feng.
“If Master hadn’t been soft-hearted, how could that guy have found a chance to let those demons in, and finally cause such a catastrophe!”
Ming Feng stared at the Black Savage Bull with icy cold eyes, frost-like qi surging from its body.
It revered Master beyond measure and could not tolerate anyone slandering him.
The Black Savage Bull did not fear it at all, meeting Ming Feng’s gaze head-on. Though no aura roiled from it, it showed not the slightest cowardice.
“Enough, you two, calm down.”
Old Canglong, seeing this, felt a headache coming on. It stepped between them to prevent the two from truly losing their heads and fighting here.
“If Ah Qing comes back later and sees you two fighting, don’t scare him.”
At the mention of Lu Qing, Ming Feng snorted coldly, withdrew its aura, turned its head away, and no longer looked at the other two.
As for the Black Savage Bull, it also pulled back its gaze and stopped confronting it.
Old Canglong sighed.
Those two were always like this. Whenever that topic came up, they nearly came to blows.
In truth, it also understood that Ming Feng actually agreed with the old bull.
After all, among the three of them, the one with the heaviest killing intent was Ming Feng.
But at the same time, Ming Feng had followed Master since childhood, viewing him as a father and revering him without limit.
So even if the old bull spoke with perfect logic, Ming Feng could not tolerate it questioning Master in any way.
Thus, because of the earlier dispute, the Immortal Palace fell quiet, sinking into an awkward atmosphere.
Fortunately, that awkwardness was quickly broken by movement within the light screen.
The three great exotic beasts all turned their eyes to the screen.
On the screen, outside the Immortal Palace, Lu Qing was walking slowly toward the crowd waiting outside the trial passages.
Likewise, his sudden appearance drew the attention of those experts.
When they saw it was Lu Qing, a wave of commotion rippled through the crowd.
They were naturally not unfamiliar with him.
Back then, that five-tribulation kid who dared, before the eyes of so many experts, to toy with and insult Mo Tushan—most people had a deep impression of him.
And within the crowd, a small number of experts’ eyes widened.
They were the Nascent Soul Realm experts who had personally witnessed Lu Qing break through in the formation passage and the sword dao passage.
Especially among the experts from the sword dao passage—back then they had watched Lu Qing kill inside the passage. One of them had even been a disciple of the Black-and-White Temple.
They never expected he would appear here. Did he not know there were many Black-and-White Temple disciples here as well?
And why was this one here? Had he also been eliminated?
That made no sense. With the way he performed in the trial passages, he shouldn’t have been eliminated so quickly!
Faced with the gazes of many experts—some shocked, some puzzled, some fearful—Lu Qing’s expression did not change.
He surveyed the scene and found that Yu Jian and the other eight-tribulation Nascent Soul experts were not here.
Clearly, they were still inside the trial passages, striving to break through.
Of course, that wasn’t important. This time, he hadn’t come for them.
Lu Qing’s gaze finally settled on the dozen or so Nascent Soul Realm cultivators wearing black-and-white dao robes.
These were his true targets.
“Kid, what are you looking at?”
Those Black-and-White Temple disciples sensed the scrutiny in Lu Qing’s eyes and immediately felt uncomfortable.
As disciples of the Black-and-White Temple, they had always been the ones to scrutinize others, enjoying the fear in others’ eyes.
Since when did a mere five-tribulation Nascent Soul brat have the right to stare at them with such disrespect?
At once, a Black-and-White Temple disciple at the peak of six tribulations in the Nascent Soul Realm manifested a black dharma palm and suddenly reached for Lu Qing.
At the same time, he shouted, “Perfect! Since Senior Brother Tushan isn’t here, I’ll capture you myself and present you to him!”
The black dharma palm was imposing. Once unleashed, deathly qi pressed down.
Even under the prohibition suppression of the Gui Xu Secret Realm, it still displayed terrifying might, making the experts of other factions around them change expression and retreat one after another.
However, just as the black dharma palm was about to seize Lu Qing—
A bright sword light suddenly appeared.
Wherever that sword light went, everything was cleaved apart.
Whether it was the black dharma palm, or that six-tribulation Nascent Soul disciple of the Black-and-White Temple, all of it was, in the blink of an eye, split into two.
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