Peerless Tang Sect: Hurricane Infinite Wind

Chapter 351 Fusion Dragon Pill
"The power of blood?" Wu Xuan asked in surprise.

"That's right! It's the power of blood. It can be said that the birth of every Extreme Douluo is accompanied by great luck. And your teacher's opportunity lies in this thing!" As soon as he finished speaking, a bead as white as jade appeared in Mu Lao's hand.

Wu Xuan couldn't help but condemn himself for two and a half seconds, but his face showed great surprise. "Teacher, what is this?"

"This is a dragon pill. I accidentally found it from an ancient relic. If my analysis is correct, the ones who perished in the relic should be from the White Dragon clan. This dragon pill is the whole body essence of that white dragon. It was with the help of this dragon pill that I purified my own Holy Dragon bloodline, and finally took the step of Extreme Douluo." Old Mu looked at the dragon pill in his hand with a little emotion.

Seeing this, Wu Xuan did not say anything and just listened quietly.

Elder Mu then recounted his story with the Dragon Pill in detail. Recalling the past, Elder Mu sighed deeply, "In my life, the Dragon Pill has been both my success and my failure. For the last hundred years of my life, I've battled with it almost daily. Fortunately, however, the results have been remarkable. After a century of nurturing it, the hostility within the Dragon Pill has been completely eradicated, and the power within has become exceptionally pure. It can be absorbed by those with non-Dragon-type spirits. Originally, I intended to pass it on to Beibei. With its help, Beibei would have no problem becoming a Limit Douluo before turning fifty."

"However, Beibei wasn't interested in the academy. Instead, he was completely focused on the so-called Tang Sect. This left me, his great-grandfather, unsure of what to do. But fortunately, I met you, Wu Xuan. Accepting you as my disciple was the best decision I've ever made as a teacher."

"Teacher!" Seeing Mr. Mu expressing his true feelings, Wu Xuan was deeply moved for a moment.

As Elder Mu handed the Dragon Pill to Wu Xuan, he smiled and said, "Originally, to absorb the Dragon Pill, the body must be in a state of near exhaustion, because only then can the Dragon Pill be better integrated into the bloodline. But you are different, little fellow. The annihilation attribute attached to your Ultimate Wind keeps your body in an ethereal state at all times. Therefore, as long as you give it time, integrating the Dragon Pill is just a matter of time."

"Thank you, teacher!" Wu Xuan bowed deeply to Mr. Mu.

"Alright, there's no need for us to be so formal, master and disciple. You can study government affairs with me for a few days, then return to seclusion! Master's requirements for you this time aren't just for this Dragon Pill, but also for the Secret Technique of Descent," said Elder Mu with a chuckle. Completing these two targets in just over three months was another challenge.

For the next ten days, Wu Xuan stayed by Mu Lao's side all the time. Although the two of them didn't communicate much, it was during these ten days that Wu Xuan gained a deeper understanding of the Sea God Pavilion and the entire Shrek Academy.

The elders naturally saw this scene, which invisibly added a sad atmosphere to the entire Poseidon Pavilion. The elders all understood that this time, Elder Mu might really not have much time left.

After the last day of study, Wu Xuan went directly into the training room in the underground world of Poseidon Pavilion that night.

Gentle soul power fluctuations flowed in the air, and the atmosphere in the entire laboratory became calmer due to the appearance of Dragon Pill.

As the dragon pill slowly sank into his body from his chest, Wu Xuan's body shook violently. Then, streams of energy containing surging blood began to flow from his chest to his entire body. In just a few breaths, the meridians in Wu Xuan's body had completely turned golden, even his blood and internal organs.

At this moment, Wu Xuan was like an old monk in meditation, motionless, allowing the golden thread to flow through his body.

One day, two days, three days... nine days passed quietly!

Suddenly, Wu Xuan's chest lit up. Then, a layer of golden light quickly surged out from his chest and quickly spread throughout Wu Xuan's body.

From the outside, Wu Xuan's appearance was majestic, his entire body aglow with golden light. Furthermore, a layer of fine scales began to appear on his body. These scales were a pure platinum-gold color. The fine scales gradually grew larger, covering his entire body. Only his face remained human.

Several more days passed, and as Wu Xuan slowly opened his eyes, the platinum scales around his body instantly faded, as if they had never been there. "It's worthy of being a Dragon Pill. Refining just one-tenth of it has yielded such a significant improvement. It's truly powerful." Wu Xuan couldn't help but pinch his wrist. The power contained in his flesh at this moment was so great that even Wang Qiuer, possessed by her martial spirit, might not be his match.

You can take your time refining the dragon pill later. As long as you can finish it before breaking through level 90, everything will be fine.

Wu Xuan, who was sitting cross-legged, focused all his thoughts. As the soul power in his body circulated, a loud eagle cry echoed in the training room. Then a little griffin floated out and circled around Wu Xuan.

This small griffin, condensed by soul power, is the perfect display of the first level of Wu Xuan's secret method of descent.

As Wu Xuan slowly closed his eyes and carefully thought about the second level of the secret technique of descent, a gust of wind suddenly blew up in the windless training room in the underground world.

Before Wu Xuan could be speechless, he felt himself refreshed the next moment, and his mental power once again left his body, with most of his mind leaving his body directly.

"??? What the hell? Still coming?"

Wu Xuan was very familiar with this scene. This was how the God of Destruction had lured him away.

"Is he still the God of Destruction? But didn't he say that the next time they meet can only be on the day he inherits the throne?" Thinking of this, Wu Xuan, who was full of doubts, followed the pull and went high into the sky with his mental power.

"Are you here? Are you able to do it?" Wu Xuan vaguely saw a figure pacing back and forth in the dim light, constantly urging the people around him.

"If I can't do it, can you? If you dare to question me again, we'll say goodbye!" The black-robed figure snorted rudely.

"Ah! You bastard."

"Shut up, here it comes, here it comes!" The black-robed figure clapped his hands in surprise, his face filled with joy.

In an instant, the two men's appearance changed. They held their heads high and expanded their chests, with their hands behind their backs, dressed like otherworldly masters.

Such a scene made Wu Xuan, who had just landed safely, twitch his lips. For a moment he didn't know whether he should go forward or not.

"Young man, I am the God of Wind, and you are the God of Space. We have summoned you here for a great opportunity!" The God of Wind walked slowly forward and said in a profound manner.

"Two seniors, a deity in this divine realm has already summoned me, and I have already agreed to participate in his inheritance assessment." Wu Xuan bowed slightly and spoke without any excitement.

(End of this chapter)