Chapter 59

Sure enough, the chi dragon armor immediately absorbed the heavenly dew, but there was no change in the armor itself.

"Could it be that the amount of heavenly dew is too little?" Gu Chensha added a few more drops, but there was still no reaction. He was patient and poured over a hundred drops.

Buzz......

Sure enough, the armor began to wriggle. The original light blue color started to turn golden. When the heavenly dew came into contact with the chi dragon armor, the liquid transformed into a substance of the same origin, enhancing the armor's inherent power.

"The heavenly dew is indeed miraculous, seemingly capable of transforming all substances. When consumed by a person, it enhances the body; when watered on plants, it makes them thrive; when dripped onto armor, it makes it sturdy and light. This is similar to the way the sun and moon nourish all things, allowing all things to grow and change through their power."

After a hundred drops, the chi dragon armor turned blue and gold, with its power increasing, but there was still no substantial change. Gu Chensha knew that the amount of heavenly dew was insufficient. He added another hundred drops.

The blue color of the chi dragon armor completely faded, turning entirely golden. It looked as if it were made of solid gold, dazzling and awe-inspiring, with its protective power further increased.

"This golden glow makes it hard for me to hide. It's said that dragons can be large or small; when large, they soar in the sky; when small, they hide in wormholes. I think this golden glow doesn't fit the dragon's transformation, it hasn't returned to its true form." Clenching his teeth, Gu Chensha added another two hundred drops.

He only had a little over five hundred drops of heavenly dew in total. Spending four hundred drops on the chi dragon armor was a big bet. If it didn't work, he would use the remaining hundred drops for himself, to enhance his strength and heal his injuries. He couldn't afford to waste them.

Sure enough, after adding two hundred more drops, the chi dragon armor changed again. The golden glow gradually faded, becoming faint and ethereal, like a thin veil. When worn, it made the wearer seem enveloped in a mist.

"Truly mysterious, but it still can't fly." Gu Chensha experimented, moving forward and charging into a large rock.

Thud, a human-shaped hole appeared in the rock, which he had crashed through, but his body didn't feel any backlash.

Moreover, with a slight effort, he felt as if he could lift off the ground, his feet floating, giving him a sense of riding the wind, which increased his speed even more.

But to truly fly, he still needed to rely on the power of the earth to attack and run.

"If there were enough heavenly dew, this armor could transform into a great dragon armor." After half an hour of testing, Gu Chensha was very satisfied. The chi dragon armor's strength and the power it contained had at least doubled. With this armor's mystic power, he could probably match the barbarian general in battle.

However, the armor was not his own strength, and he couldn't rely on it too much. He must not delay his own cultivation for the sake of a powerful armor. He was always on guard, never relaxing.

He suddenly leaped down a cliff, several dozen feet high. When his feet landed, the great impact was completely absorbed by the armor, and he suffered no damage.

Then, he ran across a river, and his feet actually touched the water, allowing him to "walk on water." This was purely the power of the armor.

With his speed greatly increased, he quickly approached Tao County.

At this time, the entire area around Tao County was filled with barbarian troops, with tents and camps spreading out from the county's temple. However, the order was well-maintained.

"Why is there no food and fodder?" Gu Chensha found a corner, hiding in the sun and moon altar, observing carefully. He noticed that the barbarian troops did not bring any food and fodder. Sometimes they drank from water bottles, and after drinking, they became vigorous. Their horses also drank these liquids.

Barbarian armies usually kill civilians for sacrifices when they don't bring food and fodder. But now, the surrounding civilians had been killed or had fled. The army couldn't continue killing for sacrifices and had to bring food and supplies, otherwise, they would starve, freeze, or die of disease, reducing their numbers and collapsing without a fight.

He waited until nightfall and then infiltrated deeper, hiding inside the temple and eavesdropping on the conversation between two barbarian martial arts masters.

"This time, the Great Wei Dynasty has sent us military rations and wine. One gourd is enough for one soldier and one horse for three months. Otherwise, how could we advance into the territory of the Yong Dynasty? Once the troops are gathered, we will kill more of those foolish people as sacrifices to the gods, and we will surely enter the Dao realm. I can't wait." One barbarian martial arts master muttered in the barbarian language.

Gu Chensha, as a prince, had strict education, and the barbarian language was one of his courses. He could understand some of it, translating the dialects in his mind.

"This military rations wine is made from many grains and herbs, concentrating the essence of food. After drinking it, I feel slightly drunk and invigorated, which is beneficial for cultivation. We should store more of this. It would be best to attack the Great Wei Dynasty and turn all its people into sacrifices to the gods." Another barbarian martial arts master laughed.

"The Great Wei Dynasty provided the military rations wine, which is not just ordinary participation but a strategic cooperation. However, I don't think it's that simple." Gu Chensha was secretly alarmed. "This military rations wine might have side effects or be addictive. I don't believe the Great Wei Dynasty is so benevolent. They should know that the barbarians are like wolves that can't be tamed. Throughout history, any dynasty that treated the barbarians with kindness was eventually betrayed. I'll put this aside for now and not alert them."

He originally wanted to assassinate the two barbarian martial arts masters, but he thought about the purpose of his mission, which was to control the barbarian divine messenger.

What Dust Lingyun couldn't accomplish, he was confident he could, because the "Heart Stealing Talisman" had reached its maximum power after being nourished by the heavenly dew.

If he controlled the barbarian divine messenger, the wealth in the entire temple would be at his disposal.

"Wait, the barbarian divine messenger seems to communicate with an evil god. If I control him, will the evil god interfere, causing my control to fail? Then I would not only lose the Heart Stealing Talisman but also risk my life." Gu Chensha considered many things, planning his next steps carefully. He needed to think through every detail, as the art of war lies in strategic planning.

"Let's wait and see." After much thought, he decided to observe and consider his options on the spot.

Thus, he skillfully avoided the patrols and approached the place where the barbarian divine messenger practiced, but this time he didn't encounter Prince Gu.

Prince Gu was probably furious over the loss of the eighteen "Heavenly Dragon Spirit Flags."

Breathing, breathing......

No one entered the area around the temple where the barbarian divine messenger lived, as it seemed to be a forbidden zone, even for high-ranking barbarian generals.

The breathing sound came again. Inside the dark hall, many bubbles appeared, colorful and dazzling, floating and sinking, then disappearing and reappearing in a continuous cycle.

"Should I sneak into the depths of the hall to see what the barbarian divine messenger looks like?" Gu Chensha thought, but he didn't dare approach the area where the bubbles gathered. He decided to wait, hiding deep in the sun and moon altar, observing the situation.

After an unknown amount of time, footsteps were heard, and a tall barbarian general appeared at the temple entrance. He didn't enter but knelt on one knee, speaking in the barbarian language: "Greetings, Divine Messenger."

All the bubbles disappeared, and a figure in a black robe appeared at the dark temple entrance, his face obscured. He spoke in a harsh voice: "General Kurul, what is it?"

"Yes, the Great Wei Dynasty has delivered all the military rations wine. Our warriors have started drinking it. After observation by the doctors, this wine, though good, can be addictive with long-term use. If not consumed, it could lead to weakness and even madness." The barbarian general Kurul reported, "The Great Wei Dynasty has ill intentions, trying to control us through this. What should we do, Divine Messenger?"

"Our Blood Strengthening Pills are in short supply, and even supplying the nobles is difficult. This time, relying on Blood Strengthening Pills is impossible. Only the military rations wine can sustain our march." The barbarian divine messenger waved his hand, "Bring me a gourd of military rations wine."

"Yes."

The barbarian general Kurul took off his gourd and respectfully handed it over. The barbarian divine messenger opened the gourd and took a sip himself. "This military rations wine is a good thing, but it has been laced with an addictive substance. This substance is very peculiar and is actually a good medicine, capable of invigorating the spirit, enhancing physical strength, reducing pain, and making warriors fearless in battle. Unfortunately, long-term use damages the body and makes one addicted, requiring daily consumption. You don't need to worry; I will report this to the High Priest, and he will develop an antidote."

"Yes." The barbarian general Kurul asked, "Should the soldiers continue to consume it?"

"Temporary consumption is not a problem and can even enhance their cultivation. This substance should only become addictive after two months. By then, we will have achieved our goals. Once we conquer the Yong Dynasty and sacrifice all the foolish people, we will surely strengthen the divine power, allowing our god to accomplish unprecedented feats." The barbarian divine messenger threw the gourd to Kurul, "Our god gave me a message last night, saying that we need to kill more people for sacrifices as soon as possible. The god is impatient, and we must launch an attack quickly to capture the Ba Nan Province, which has a population of several million. If we can kill and sacrifice all of them, the god will have even greater power to do many things, and we will receive the god's blessings."

"I have prepared the battle plan, but recent events, such as the deaths of the Black Bat, Yin-Yang Scholar, Poison Dragon Daoist, and Blood Soul Sect Leader, and the theft from the warehouse, have delayed us. I fear that the Yong Dynasty has sent experts to infiltrate us. We have been investigating for a long time, but have found no results. All we know is that everything is related to the nineteenth prince of the Yong Dynasty." The general Kurul reported honestly, not daring to lie, "It is my incompetence."

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