Overdraw the future and become a peerless martial god

Chapter 48: Overcoming the difficulties
When Chu Ning opened his eyes, his white hair fell on his shoulders like snow.

The bronze mirror reflected nine blood-red lightning patterns on the shoulder blades, which seemed to move like a living thing whenever he practiced his skills.

"Hunyuan Tribulation..." He stroked the lightning pattern, and felt the stinging pain of the power of heaven at his fingertips.

Dark clouds rolled outside the window, thunder rumbled like the roar of a giant beast, and a giant eye of thunder opened in the vortex of blood clouds.

"Those who steal the secrets of heaven shall suffer the calamity of chaos."

The ancient pressure descended with the sound of thunder, and the nine lightning patterns on Chu Ning's shoulder blades lit up at the same time.

He raised his hand and clenched it, and the frost thunder and the Xuanyang fire merged into a purple-gold blade light that slashed towards the giant eye.

The blade light disappeared the moment it touched the pupil, but a drop of blood and tears dripped from the giant eye:

[Day of the calamity: Thirty days and nights later]

Chu Ning's fingers, like knives, gently slashed across the black iron sword-testing stone. Without a clang of metal, without sparks flying, the stone silently split in two, the cut surface smooth as a mirror. In the reflection, his pupils shimmered with golden veins, resembling a god or demon.

Chu Ning stared at the blood-red lightning patterns in the mirror. Still reeling from the afterglow of his breakthrough, he felt a sudden, burning pain in his dantian. Looking inward, he saw a wisp of golden-red flame swimming in his sea of ​​​​qi. It was the unrefined core essence of the Nine-Transformation Mysterious Yang Fruit, now entwined like a venomous snake, devouring his new body.

"Impossible!" He gripped the corner of the table with his fingertips, leaving five finger marks on the black iron. The golden light of the Hunyuan Body Refining Method flowed through his meridians, attempting to suppress the flames, but it was like pouring oil on a raging fire, causing the essence to violently surge.

"Ugh—!"

A golden-red flame exploded from his dantian, surging along his spine and shooting straight up into his head. Chu Ning stumbled to his knees, the nine lightning patterns on his shoulder blades suddenly twisting, transforming into chain-like bloodstains that spread toward his heart. The golden sun-shaped patterns in his pupils were stained blood-red, and wherever his vision reached, even the air ignited with tiny points of fire.

He heard his bones crack like porcelain, and cracks appeared on his newly formed meteorite dragon spine. Blood boiled in his veins, and steaming blood mist spurted from his pores.

"Asshole... can't even suppress the divine command?" Chu Ning struggled to make hand gestures, trying to activate the "Hunyuan Body Refining Technique", but found that his spiritual power was like a wild horse running wild. The thunder outside the window seemed to sense it, and the blood cloud vortex spun faster and faster, and a thunderbolt of disaster struck down!
"boom--"

The dome of the villa was ripped open by lightning, and Chu Ning was thrown into the wall by the aftermath. His charred right arm fell to his side, but it rapidly regenerated under the power of Xuan Yang. But with each reshaping of flesh and blood, the golden-red flame grew stronger. He suddenly realized that this body was becoming fuel for the Xuan Yang Fruit.

"Could it be... that I have calculated all this wrongly?"

He thought he was taking every step carefully, using the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Yang Fruit to break through the realm in one fell swoop, and forcing himself to grow with extreme operations, just to have enough strength to save his sister.

but……

Man proposes, God disposes.

Now he has become the victim of the Nine-Revolution Mysterious Yang Fruit.

Chu Ning's spine erupted with a resounding dragon roar, the iron dragon spine shattering and reforming bit by bit, blood-red lightning patterns appearing on every joint. Violent energy instantly spread through his meridians, and at the same time, Chu Ning's realm began to climb madly!
Eighth-grade superior: blood mist spurted out of the pores, condensing into the shadow of a demon with three heads and six arms behind him, with a burning sun in his palm.

Seventh Rank, Lower Grade: The golden pattern in the pupils splits into nine layers. Wherever the sight passes, the bronze medicine cauldron melts into molten iron, and the defensive formation is torn like thin paper.

Seventh-rank mid-level: White hair turns red gold, and the ends of the hair ignite an eternal golden flame. The laughter shatters the pillars, "Wang Chen, it's not too late for you to kneel down now..."

"Hahaha……"

Chu Ning suddenly laughed, and there was a hint of madness in his laughter.

"Isn't this the power I've always dreamed of?"

Now, it fell upon him easily, but what about him?

He is going to die soon!
The severe pain eroded his sanity, his pupils began to turn blood red, and his aura was like that of an out-of-control ancient beast.

"Is it going to... turn to ashes..." As his consciousness blurred, the image of his sister drying herbs in Qingyang County suddenly emerged. Her hair was blown by the breeze, and her fingertips were still stained with the fragrance of dried herbs. "No——"

Amidst the dying roar, a ray of icy blue light pierced through the blood mist.

The extreme and scorching pain tore apart his sanity, his consciousness began to blur, the world became unreal, and his perceptions peeled away bit by bit, as if he was slowly sinking into an endless deep sea.

In an instant, the world fell into silence, with only his rapid heartbeat echoing in the darkness.

However, just as he was about to be torn apart by this terrifying energy, a ray of light slowly emerged from the depths of his consciousness.

At first it was just a faint light, but gradually, the light became brighter and bigger, and slowly, at the end of the light, a beautiful figure emerged.

She walked lightly, her clothes fluttered in the wind, and she was extremely charming.

She moved closer.

The next moment, those soft lips gently covered Chu Ning's lips.

At that moment, he felt as if he were in the depths of the ocean, being ferried a breath of sweet oxygen, his frozen body gradually warming. A stream of clear water flowed into Chu Ning's chaotic sea of ​​consciousness, and the raging Xuan Yang Fire was briefly stagnant.

Suddenly, a strange suction force came from the woman's body, madly absorbing the uncontrolled energy in his body.

The woman's lips skimmed across Chu Ning's cracked mouth like a dragonfly skimming the water, and the Xuan Yang energy transformed into golden red threads and sank into her mouth. As the Xuan Yang energy was continuously drained away, Chu Ning's breath quickly subsided.

Frost flowers condensed as she exhaled, and a ray of golden-red fire shot out from Chu Ning's seven orifices, condensing into the shape of a red snake in the air.

Chu Ning's spine made a humming sound like a taut bowstring, and his medium-grade seventh-grade spiritual power dissipated like the tide.

The half of his face, swollen like a demon, shrank rapidly, a layer of ice crystals coating the charred bones. In the bronze mirror, the blood-red lightning pattern retreated three inches from his heart. Her furry tail swept across his festering right arm, and tender flesh grew at a visible rate.

Before Chu Ning could respond, the woman suddenly grabbed the back of his neck.

Her crimson lips pressed down hard, her pearly teeth biting through his lower lip, the scent of blood filling their lips and teeth. Nine fox tails entangled his limbs like chains, and the golden-red fire poison turned into a stream and flowed into her throat.

The golden veins in Chu Ning's pupils crumbled, and the cracks on the meteorite dragon's spine were filled with icy blue spiritual energy. He "saw" the Xuanyang flame in the black hole of his dantian, being strangled by the nine-tailed phantom.

"It tastes so good." The woman gasped and let go of him, her lips stained with blood as if painted with cinnabar.

Suddenly, the woman pushed Chu Ning onto the melted blue bricks.

The nine-tailed phantom pierced into the major acupoints on his body, and the crimson lips sealed all his cries of pain. This time it was no longer to absorb, but to reversely inject the ice-blue demonic power into his body!
The golden-red flames and demonic power entangled into a vortex, condensing into ice and fire in the dantian.

Chu Ning's white hair swayed without a breeze, its tips intertwined with golden flames and frost. The woman's shadow wandered through his lightning patterns, leaving a final kiss on his collarbone.

The Nine-Tailed Fox suddenly tightened, and Chu Ning groaned, the fire poison in his throat dissipating. His skin carbonized and peeled off, revealing bright red tender flesh. His aura finally stabilized at the middle level of the eighth rank!
His consciousness struggled to return in the chaos. He could feel his body slowly floating up and his senses gradually recovering.

He struggled to open his blood-misty eyes, staring at the face so close to him, and saw a snow-white figure hanging in front of him.

The woman's silver hair cascaded down to her waist, her cyan eyes as deep as an icy lake, brimming with an addictive, bewildering intensity. Between her brows flowed an icy-blue fox pattern, her crimson lips gently absorbing the golden-red fire emanating from his mouth.

Chu Ning was stunned.

Her appearance...

It’s the blue-eyed snow fox!
(End of this chapter)