Chapter 526: Chapter 266: Derivation of the Prototype! Ancient Poison Dragon Remains (2)
Nowadays, creatures like the two-winged Poison Blood Dragon Bat, a descendant of the Poison Blood Dragon, typically possess the bloodline of the Poison Dragon lineage, inheriting a small portion of the Poison Dragon race’s potent venom at the source, allowing them to dominate the Fierce Beast world, greatly increasing their danger level.
This shows the formidable power of the Poison Dragon race.
Thus, when Zheng Yi heard from Kui Ma that ancient Poison Dragon bones are supposedly buried under the legendary Poison Dragon Island, he couldn’t help but glance sidelong, somewhat surprised.
However, Zheng Yi didn’t pay much attention to it.
After all, it’s uncertain if ancient Poison Dragons have become extinct, and they’re rarely heard of. Over the years, numerous cultivators have come to this Poison Dragon Island searching, yet basically found nothing.
Even if the rumors are true.
It probably won’t be my turn to reap the rewards.
I’ve relied on persistent effort to reach this point, relying on sheer hard work.
Zheng Yi mused silently.
...
In the secret room near the Poison Dragon Island’s Spirit Vein, Zheng Yi sat cross-legged, with surging Spiritual Qi enveloping him, forming thick white mist, which merged into his body with every breath.
Zheng Yi’s face was calm and dignified as he looked behind him, where streams of five-colored radiance flickered intermittently, endless white mist flowed toward the Seven Marvelous Treasure Tree in the void behind him.
Mists rose and intertwined, and among the originally lush green branches, faint glimmers began to emerge, spreading into the dark void, slowly dispelling the darkness.
"Still lacking necessary resources, the remaining two Divine Abilities have yet to be obtained. Although the Heaven-Cutting Vine is profound, it requires absorbing the essence of all things, eating what it supplements, and more resources are needed to foster these two Great Divine Techniques."
After finishing a round of cultivation, Zheng Yi slowly opened his eyes.
His eyes flashed with brilliance; after a complete assessment of his system, he was fully aware of all circumstances.
Clearly, this third-level Spirit Vein is somewhat inadequate for Zheng Yi now.
After several fierce battles and witnessing confrontations between genuine late-stage Core Formation cultivators and even more fearsome Nascent Soul-level ones, Zheng Yi has indeed gained considerably.
His current Magical Power system is increasingly complete, nearing transformation, with quantitative changes causing qualitative changes, and his Dao Practice gradually approaching perfection.
Everything is ready, only lacking the east wind.
Especially after receiving baptism from the Seven Marvelous Treasure Tree, utilizing the Heaven-Cutting Dao of the Heaven-Cutting Vine, extracting all Spiritual Mechanism for his own use, five Divine Power Seeds have formed, allowing Zheng Yi’s realm to exceed late-stage Purple Mansion and enter another realm.
In fact, he now doesn’t know the extent of his true power.
But he believes, if faced again with Yin Shili from the Taiyin Profound Celestial Sect, a Core Formation cultivator, it would be entirely different from before.
Up till now, his Divine Soul Power equals that of a Core Formation cultivator, his Dao Practice achieves perfection, with no more progress possible, only needing to fully develop the last two Divine Power Seeds, Zheng Yi can directly break through the Purple Mansion barrier, becoming a true Core Formation cultivator.
Moreover, the leap forward would at least be a Seventh Grade Golden Core.
He could even aim for the legendary Ninth Grade realm.
It’s rightly said that when a Golden Core is ingested, one’s fate isn’t determined by heaven.
Core Formation cultivators are the starting point of the Great Dao.
Ninth Grade Golden Core is even called half-step Nascent Soul.
This isn’t merely an empty name.
But a representation of genuine potential and combat power.
Zheng Yi currently cannot predict how things would be after condensing a Ninth Grade Golden Core, but relying now on his impressive Divine Soul Power, he has already grasped some mysteries of ordinary Core Formation level.
If he advances further, his terrifying Divine Soul Power would undergo further transformation.
Thus, becoming a Core Formation cultivator.
Has nearly become a part of Zheng Yi’s obsession.
Until a Golden Core is condensed, he isn’t a true Core Formation cultivator.
Zheng Yi lurks in secret, striving for this goal at all times.
He himself is eager for that day to arrive.
"Only by accelerating the expansion of the Poison Dragon Island’s Pirate Gang control range, controlling more pirate groups, and opening maritime trade routes, controlling more merchant ships..."
"Planting Celestial Demon Seeds in more pirate cultivators, fully controlling them, turning them into controllable Celestial Demon Slaves."
Zheng Yi silently considered his next steps.
Whether in the Doomsday World or in the Great Yi City Immortal Realm, he has long enjoyed the benefits of gathering resources through powerful influence, so when encountering problems, the first step he considers to solve them is akin to the controlling power of a cunning mastermind.
Utilizing the manpower and resources of countless individuals, gathering great momentum, collecting countless resources, all for personal use, condensing his own Dao Practice, isn’t this just another form of Heaven-Cutting Dao?
After all, the Heaven-Cutting Vine itself merges into one with him, he also needs to utilize the Seven Marvelous Treasure Tree to fully develop the seven Divine Power Seed prototypes.
All boils down to serving the goal of condensing the legendary Ninth Grade Golden Core.
Otherwise, Zheng Yi wouldn’t go through all this trouble, considering his current strength and Dao Practice level, even without Core Formation Spiritual Objects, forcibly crossing the tribulation to form a core, there’s about a seventy to eighty percent chance of success.
Nevertheless, with conditions available, Zheng Yi’s pursuit doesn’t stop here.
The Core Formation level affects the progression to the Nascent Soul Stage in the future.
Ninth Grade Golden Core is known as half-step Nascent Soul, undoubtedly with true meanings implied, for this goal, Zheng Yi will wait until all seven Divine Power Seed prototypes are fully formed, only then would be the time to ascend to Core Formation.
Otherwise, if thoughts are too mixed and Dao Heart not aligned.
Even if he refrains from using the Divine Power Seed prototypes lightly, Zheng Yi isn’t without self-preservation abilities.
Especially when possessing the Nine Bends of the Yellow Springs Array Map and the Celestial Demon Relic, both are mysterious and unpredictable items.
Especially now, wanting to complete Zheng Yi’s own plans, the Celestial Demon Seed generated from the Secret Technique within the Celestial Demon Relic is a crucial step.
Unfortunately, Celestial Demon Seeds aren’t infinite, and Zheng Yi can’t possibly possess endless Celestial Demon Seeds, which depend on his Spirit and Divine Soul strength.
Especially controlling cultivators of strength close to or even surpassing his, is a great burden to Zheng Yi’s Divine Soul strength.
Thus, the number of Celestial Demon Slaves Zheng Yi can control must be kept within a specific range.
Otherwise, the backlash of Celestial Demon Power isn’t something to be trifled with.
This also means, going forward, when Zheng Yi plants Celestial Demon Seeds, choices must be made, not everyone is suited to fuse with Celestial Demon Seeds and become controllable Celestial Demon Slaves.
"This Poison Dragon Island’s terrain is unique, all say it’s where ancient Poison Dragons resided, with poisonous fumes deep underground, it truly seems rather mystical..."
"Could it really be as the rumors say? Are ancient Poison Dragon skeletal remains hidden below?!"
Relying on the infinitely expanding Heaven-Cutting Dao of the Heaven-Cutting Vine, as his Magical Power interconnected, while seated in the secret room, Zheng Yi’s perception deepened, his thoughts endlessly extended.
The Celestial Demon Relic in his mind continuously rotated, emitting powerful Celestial Demon Power, like a spider web encompassing heaven and earth, penetrating through solid rock, extending deeper underground bit by bit.
Suddenly, Zheng Yi indeed felt a distinctly different aura, an energy source laden with heat and poison.
His mind had a flash of insight, suddenly coming up with this idea.
With this thought, seated on the mat, Zheng Yi’s facial expression shifted slightly.
He clearly knew that the brief moment of perception just now might simply be a delusion, and the legend of ancient Poison Dragons is far too elusive, merely a myth, not something to base actions upon.
In the past, numerous cultivators came here from all over, excavating and exploring Poison Dragon Island countless times, if there were indeed Poison Dragon bones, surely they’d have been taken long ago.
However, Zheng Yi figures there’s no harm, since he’s free idly anyway, why not explore a bit, for peace of mind.
After all, the peculiar aura he sensed just now was indeed quite suspicious.
