Chapter 47

Seeing the Taoist who was left with only half of his body, Zhu Ganglie’s face lit up. These three people had been fighting each other, and now they were all likely severely injured, which would benefit him.

He sized up the person in front of him, his expression tinged with a hint of pity. The Taoist, having lost half of his body, had no hope of achieving the Great Way and might not even be able to keep his body, leaving him only the option to cultivate as a divine being or a ghost.

If the Taoist did not have a powerful sect or force supporting him, he would be unable to cultivate as a divine being and could only become a ghost cultivator.

This person was a Golden Core expert, and he likely possessed many treasures. Now, they would all benefit him.

"Roar!"

However, before Zhu Ganglie could make a move, the Azure Dragon in his arms suddenly let out a roar, transforming into a streak of azure light. A massive dragon claw appeared, growing to the size of a millstone, and directly grabbed the black eagle that had broken through the defenses.

The Azure Dragon captured the Taoist’s Golden Core in its hand.

The Taoist did not even have a chance to speak before the enraged Azure Dragon absorbed the essence, energy, and spirit contained within the Golden Core.

After doing this, the Azure Dragon transformed into a young girl in azure clothing, but her face was pale, and her aura was scattered.

If she had not absorbed the Golden Core’s essence, she would likely have no magical power left.

"Qingyue thanks the Daoist for saving my life. Without you, I would have perished!" The young girl, transformed from the Azure Dragon, had a domineering and majestic air, her gaze filled with a sense of superiority, which made Zhu Ganglie admire her as a true dragon.

Facing Qingyue’s gratitude, Zhu Ganglie did not dare to be arrogant. The true dragon before him was at the level of a Spirit Core, equivalent to his master.

Such a cultivator had already stepped through the gate of immortality, and he did not dare to be impolite. He smiled and made a Daoist salute, "It was a small effort, I dare not accept such praise from a senior. Since you are no longer in danger, I will take my leave!"

Hearing Zhu Ganglie’s words, Qingyue frowned, grabbed the black gourd from the distance, and a streak of azure energy appeared, erasing the imprint on it. She said, "Daoist, wait a moment. Qingyue is not ungrateful. This is a magical artifact from the Taoist. I have erased the imprint, and I will give it to you as a token of gratitude."

She handed the black gourd to Zhu Ganglie and then produced a piece of azure dragon scale in her hand, which slowly transformed into a simple azure talisman. "Daoist, this is a piece of my dragon scale, tempered by lightning, with great power. I have refined it into a talisman that can transform into an Azure Dragon. However, I am severely injured, so this talisman only has the power of the Body Fusion realm. Please do not disdain it!"

Zhu Ganglie accepted the two magical artifacts, feeling a slight joy. This time, he had not lost out, gaining two magical artifacts and forming a connection with a Spirit Core true dragon.

This was enough, and he did not dare to be greedy. He clasped his hands and said, "Thank you, senior, for the gift!"

"I am severely injured and need to recuperate, so I will not linger. If you need anything in the future, you can use the talisman to call me, or come to the Valley of Ten Thousand Snakes!"

As Qingyue spoke, her body transformed into a streak of azure light and hurried away. Seeing the Azure Dragon leave, Zhu Ganglie’s face showed more joy. This Azure Dragon had excellent potential and boundless potential, and might one day reach the realm of Immortal.

This meant he had a strong ally.

Looking at the Azure Dragon talisman in his hand, Zhu Ganglie softly recited the Heavenly Dragon Descending Spell. A halo of Buddha light appeared behind his head, transforming into eight illusory dragons that circled around him.

"Go!"

Zhu Ganglie flicked his finger, and the Azure Dragon talisman transformed into a massive Azure Dragon that roared, emitting a powerful dragon aura. The eight illusory dragons around him became more substantial, almost like real dragons.

The Azure Dragon talisman then merged into the Buddha light, coiling in the center, nourished by the light, enhancing its power.

The dragon aura within it would also increase the power of the Heavenly Dragon Descending Spell when he used it.

This was another benefit.

After retracting the Buddha light, Zhu Ganglie examined the black gourd. The original owner of the gourd was a Golden Core expert, and the magical artifact he refined was certainly not ordinary.

He lightly probed the gourd and found it had six layers of restrictions. The specific material was unknown, but it was extremely sturdy, comparable to gold and iron.

The black gourd contained a mass of black yin energy. With a slight use of magical power, this yin energy could transform into an iron-beaked divine eagle.

However, after examining it, Zhu Ganglie slightly despised the Golden Core owner. He had wasted the gourd's potential.

The gourd’s material was special, but it had been refined using the Lesser Cloud Restriction Method, rendering it useless. Inside, the yin soul of the iron-beaked divine eagle was sealed, only to be controlled as a magical beast.

Zhu Ganglie used a bit of spiritual energy to refine the first layer of restrictions, then left it alone. With this layer, he could control the magical artifact and summon the iron-beaked divine eagle.

He flicked his wrist, storing the black gourd in the Yuan Yang Ruler, then stepped onto his flying sword and flew away.

At this moment, he felt more elated and confident.

"Ah!"

After flying for hundreds of miles, Zhu Ganglie saw a massive golden dragon lying in a mountain hollow below.

The golden dragon had crushed the mountain beneath it, covered in countless wounds, and its tail was broken, looking extremely pitiful.

"Ten Thousand Saints Dragon King?"

Zhu Ganglie scanned the golden dragon and recognized it as the Ten Thousand Saints Dragon King from the Green Wave Pond. Seeing its pitiful state, he felt a pang of sympathy.

He immediately unfurled the Ice Soul Banner, wrapping the golden dragon in it, and countless cold energies froze the dragon to prevent it from dying from excessive blood loss.

"Are you the Black Dragon? Why are you saving me?"

After being frozen, the Ten Thousand Saints Dragon King regained some consciousness. A broken wisp of magical power emerged, forming his shape, and he spoke to Zhu Ganglie.

"I am a disciple of the Divine Dawn Sect. I transformed into a Black Dragon to retrieve the sect’s treasure. Please do not blame me, Dragon King!"

Zhu Ganglie gently said, quickly flying toward the distant Green Wave Pond to return the Ten Thousand Saints Dragon King to his lair.

He did not have much ill will toward the Ten Thousand Saints Dragon King and even admired him. After all, as a solitary cultivator, achieving the Golden Core was no small feat, and he understood the hardships involved.

"I tried to steal the chicken but lost the rice. Now I cannot obtain the Dragon Pearl, and my body is damaged, leaving me with no more than three hundred years of life! Alas!"

The Ten Thousand Saints Dragon King sighed lightly, showing great despondency. However, a moment later, his eyes shone with great hope.

He said to Zhu Ganglie, "You once mentioned that you know Buddhist spells. Is that true?"

Hearing the Ten Thousand Saints Dragon King’s words, Zhu Ganglie understood his thoughts and nodded slightly. "I obtained this Buddhist spell by chance. It is a left-hand method and can only form a relic."

The Ten Thousand Saints Dragon King’s hope grew, and he said joyfully to Zhu Ganglie, "If I have this method, it will suffice. My current Daoist spells are no longer sufficient to enhance my cultivation, and the dragon clan’s spells are held by the Four Seas’ true dragons. I can only cultivate Buddhist spells. If I can form a relic, it will extend my life by a hundred years, and perhaps there will be other hopes!"

As he spoke, the Ten Thousand Saints Dragon King looked at Zhu Ganglie and said, "I have a thousand-year-old Ice Soul. I am willing to exchange it for this Buddhist spell!"