One Person: Revitalize the Sword Sect, Start with the Sword Challenge of the Ten Lords

Ye Lin gritted his teeth and increased the infusion of dragon energy into his body. The torrent of spiritual energy seemed to have found an outlet, pouring into his dantian at an unprecedented speed. The outline of the giant dragon began to distort and expand under the nourishment of the violent spiritual energy. The scales gradually became clearly visible, gleaming with a faint blue light.

"Roar--"

A deep dragon roar resounded from Ye Lin's body. Along with this deafening sound, the dragon's body underwent a drastic transformation. Its originally vague form quickly solidified, its limbs stretched out, its tail swayed, and a pair of massive wings suddenly spread out, covering half the sky.

"Come out!" Ye Lin roared, his muscles tensed to the extreme. The top of his head shone brightly, and a crack appeared in the air. The head of a giant dragon broke out of the shell, followed by its huge body. For a moment, the night sky was completely lit up by this shocking scene.

"Roar!" A true dragon's roar resounded through the heavens, a massive dragon circling atop Longhu Mountain. The pitch-black night sky trembled at its presence, and the stars dimmed. This roar was more than just a display of power; it heralded the arrival of a new era.

The entire Longhu Mountain seemed to feel the pressure of the giant dragon. All creatures in the mountains and forests lay down, even the wind stopped temporarily. Everything was silent, and only the figure of the giant dragon left a magnificent track in the night sky.

However, just as all the creatures were stunned, the dragon's body suddenly began to shrink, its light fading, and finally transforming into a brilliant ray of light that sank back into Ye Lin's crown. When the light dissipated, a small yellow dragon, only as thick as Ye Lin's arm, appeared beside him. It was small and exquisite, with a clever light glittering in its eyes, forming a sharp contrast with the shocking scene just now.

"You... are the giant dragon in my body?" Ye Lin looked at the cute little dragon in front of him in surprise, and his voice was filled with surprise.

The little dragon nodded and made a slight "gurgling" sound in its throat, as if confirming Ye Lin's words. Then it jumped lightly and wrapped itself around Ye Lin's arm, appearing extremely intimate.

"It seems that we have a deep connection." Ye Lin chuckled and tried to introduce Xiaolong back into his body, but saw Xiaolong dodging mischievously, his eyes full of protest.

"Hey, you little guy, stop making trouble. We still have to continue practicing." Ye Lin pretended to have a stern face, but the smile in his eyes betrayed him.

The little dragon seemed to understand, but it circled around Ye Lin's wrist more cunningly, making a faint humming sound, as if to say, "No, let me accompany you for a while."

Ye Lin shook his head helplessly, but his heart was filled with warmth. "Okay, just for a while, but you have to be obedient after that."

Xiaolong nodded happily, his body radiating a warm glow, and an indescribable connection was established between him and Ye Lin, as if at this moment, they were not only partners, but also guardians of each other's destiny.

"What should we do next?" Ye Lin asked. His voice was soft but full of determination and expectation.

Xiaolong raised his head and looked towards the distant sky with his bright eyes. There, the stars were like a web, as if telling an ancient and mysterious prophecy.

"Go explore, go conquer, go protect." Xiaolong's voice rang directly in Ye Lin's heart. The simple words contained endless courage and responsibility.

Ye Lin smiled knowingly, clenched his fists, his eyes gleaming with longing and determination for the future. "Then it's settled, my little Huanglong. Let's create our own legend together."

Ye Lin took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and the aura around him gradually calmed down.

As his breathing gradually became steady, the air around him seemed to grow heavier. Xiaolong sensed this change and obediently stopped playing. He lay quietly beside Ye Lin, his eyes flashing with curiosity and support.

"Hidden Dragon Art, activate!" Ye Lin murmured, forming seals with his hands. An invisible force surged from his heart, surrounding him and Xiaolong. The force was pure and gentle, like a spring rain, silently nourishing everything.

As the mental method circulated, a faint golden light shone from beneath Ye Lin's skin. Xiaolong's body gradually began to fade, transforming into streams of light. These streams were drawn to the power within Ye Lin and slowly merged into his body. This process was both sacred and subtle, as if some ancient ritual between heaven and earth were quietly unfolding.

"This... this is..." Xiaolong's voice sounded deep in Ye Lin's consciousness, with a hint of surprise and confusion.

"Don't be afraid, we will be closer together." Ye Lin responded gently. Under his guidance, Xiaolong's resistance and fear gradually dissipated, and were replaced by an unprecedented intimacy and trust.

As the little dragon completely merged into his body, Ye Lin could feel an unprecedented power coursing through him. This power combined the little dragon's spirituality and liveliness with the ancient and profound wisdom of the dragon race. His eyes suddenly opened, and a golden light seemed to flash in his pupils. His entire demeanor changed drastically, taking on a more otherworldly charm.

Meanwhile, the old Taoist priest on the rooftop was silently taking in all these changes. His brows furrowed slightly, then relaxed, a complex expression flashing in his eyes.

"Young people are truly formidable. Ye Lin must have extraordinary opportunities," the old Taoist muttered to himself, feeling both relieved and worried. "I hope he can find his own path and not be burdened by this power."

The moonlight washed the night dark. The old Taoist priest gently stroked his long beard, turned, and walked into the room. He sat cross-legged, closing his eyes to rest. His mind was unusually peaceful, as if he were preparing for what was to come.

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The next morning, when the first rays of sunlight pierced through the clouds and fell on Ye Lin's window, he was already dressed and refreshed. Overnight, he seemed to have been reborn, exuding an indescribable charm.

Although Xiaolong merged into his body, that unique sense of existence did not disappear. Instead, it made him feel more fulfilled and confident.

"Ye Lin, listen carefully. We are one now, but to completely stabilize this situation, we need one more thing - flowers and grass." Xiaolong's voice sounded in his mind with a hint of urgency.

Upon hearing this, Ye Lin couldn't help but frown and asked, "Flower-falling grass? What is that? Where can I find it?"

Xiaolong pondered for a moment and said, "This is an extremely rare herb. As far as I know, it only grows near Biyou Village. It's remote and rarely visited, but it shouldn't be too much of a challenge for you."

Ye Lin nodded, a plan already in mind. "Okay, I'll go look up the relevant information and confirm the exact location before setting off." He walked towards the study and opened the dusty door to the library. Sunlight streamed through the windows, illuminating the rows of ancient books and adding a touch of warmth to the ancient space.