Celestial Refining Divine Scripture Chapter 67

"He threw away the Demon Dragon Saber?"

Everyone watching was baffled by this scene.

What kind of trick was this?

Wuo Longyue was the first to react, his face changed dramatically as he shouted in alarm, "Tong’Er, be careful!"

The frenzied Wuo Tong didn’t care at all, seeing the Demon Dragon Saber flying his way, he reached out to grab it with one palm.

Bang!

The Demon Dragon Saber shuddered in mid-air, erupting with a flood of black energy that engulfed the sky.

The evil qi was so thick it almost became solid.

The seal imprinted on the blade instantly awakened—a black demon dragon soared upward, roaring at the sky, its unmatched evil qi covering a radius of several dozen feet.

The seals on the blade were completely shattered, its interior splitting heaven and earth.

Yet with the Demon Dragon Saber’s power, its evil aura only grew fiercer!

This sudden burst of demon dragon evil qi was completely unrestrained; forget the Yin Realm—even those newly into the Yang Realm would be affected.

Wuo Tong, already in a frenzied state, was even more vulnerable to being overwhelmed!

In just an instant.

Wuo Tong’s body froze, as if half his body had been swallowed by the demon dragon.

"Aaahhh~~"

His True Essence went out of control, clutching his head as he howled in pain.

The Demon Dragon Saber hadn’t even landed in his hand before the evil qi smashed his consciousness to pieces, almost driving him insane.

"Stop!"

Wuo Longyue’s face was grim as he barked an angry order, rushing over like lightning.

Bang!

With one palm, he shattered the pervasive evil qi, forcing the demon dragon back into the saber.

Clang!

The Demon Dragon Saber crashed to the ground with a clang, sounding almost like it was wailing in defeat.

Freed from its corrosion, Wuo Tong stumbled before collapsing helplessly, sitting on the ground as blood oozed from his five orifices. He was pale as a sheet, shivering violently, unable to recover!

Seeing this, the surroundings sank into dead silence.

Wuo Longyue couldn’t help but clench his fists, fighting the urge to turn around and punch Xu Yang to death!

Damn it!

This was really a classic case of trying to steal a chicken only to lose the rice!

But nobody could’ve expected that Wuo Tong, late stage of Yin Realm, would end up so pitifully.

"The Demon Dragon Saber is just too terrifying," murmured an elder, his heart pounding.

Even though they weren’t afraid, the weapon’s power made them uneasy.

"Well played!"

Xu Yang smiled nonchalantly, walked over, and picked up the Demon Dragon Saber.

"Chief, if there’s nothing else, I’ll head back now," Xu Yang said to Wuo Longyue.

Wuo Longyue forced a stiff smile, "Go on."

He wanted to make trouble but had no excuse!

He’d been the one to egg Wuo Tong on—Wuo Tong had been the instigator.

Watching Xu Yang’s receding figure, Wuo Longyue looked distracted.

From the moment this kid joined the Kunwu Division, he’d dominated all his peers, even those ten years older couldn’t compare.

The strong dragon isn’t supposed to trample the local snakes, but this dragon? It’s just ridiculous.

"Dad, I..."

Wuo Tong slowly came back to himself, looking at Wuo Longyue in grief and anger, unable to accept reality.

Wuo Longyue sighed, "Don’t try to compete with him, he’s also a Tier Four Alchemist!"

"What?"

Wuo Tong’s whole body shook, his eyeballs nearly popping out.

This offended him even more than losing!

Tier Four Alchemist?

Do you even know what that means?

Seeing Wuo Tong’s disbelief, Wuo Longyue said solemnly, "It’s true. Sixteen years old and already a Tier Four Alchemist—every pill he makes is top-grade. A lot has happened in the tribe recently."

"He’s refined tons of Top-Grade Blood Beast Elixir for us and even found a Profound Snake Blood Ore deposit..."

"..."

Wuo Tong blinked blankly, feeling like the world had suddenly become a complete stranger.

Now he finally understood why Xu Yang was allowed in here.

Tier Four Alchemist...

After a long while.

Wuo Tong swallowed hard, "Dad, should I, should I go apologize to him?"

...

Kunwu City, inside a tavern.

Four Barbarians sat by the window, drinking and glancing outside from time to time.

Three of the Barbarians wore armor.

The unarmored Barbarian was the one who had targeted Xu Yang inside the Bloodline Secret Realm.

"Didn’t think you guys’d get here so quick. Where’s the General?" Mo Feng asked.

"Just happened to be traveling with Wuo Tong, the General’s already on his way."

The leading Barbarian squinted and said, "Have you found out what he’s doing in the Kunwu Division?"

Mo Feng shook his head, "No, he’s definitely not here just for martial strength; but I suspect only the elders and chief know the real truth."

"He needs to die. We gotta figure out a way to lure him out."

"His dog!"

"What dog?"

The three Barbarians blinked in confusion.

"Xu Yang has a dog. He really cares about it. Catch the dog, and he’ll come for sure," Mo Feng said.

The three glanced at each other. A dog?

Wasn’t that a bit ridiculous?

"Do you know where the dog is?" The lead Barbarian thought for a moment, figuring to check it out and wait for the General before making any plans.

"I know," Mo Feng grinned widely.

...

Barbarian Royal City.

"Your Highness, there’s movement."

A guard entered the hall and reported respectfully.

Tuoba Hongyu slowly opened her eyes, a trace of worry flickering between her brows, and said calmly, "What movement?"

"Among the returning groups from the fortress, we found Second General’s death squads."

"Helan Ying’s death squads?"

Tuoba Hongyu’s brows furrowed, "Did you find anything?"

The guard shook his head, "No."

"But the Second General has already left the fortress!"

"What?"

Tuoba Hongyu’s eyes flashed; she sprang up and stared intently at the guard, "Where did he go?"

"According to his route, probably Kunwu Division, but maybe Guo Wen Division too!"

"Kunwu? Guo Wen?"

"What’s he doing going there at a time like this?"

Tuoba Hongyu couldn’t figure it out, but just the fact Helan Ying had left the fortress was highly unusual.

"Any sign of Xu Yang?" she suddenly asked.

"No," the guard shook his head again.

A glint of sharpness flickered in Tuoba Hongyu’s eyes, "Helan Ying wants to kill Xu Yang. If he digs up something on Xu Yang... Could it be?"

Thinking of this, Tuoba Hongyu clenched her hand and said seriously, "Get ready to leave. Follow Helan Ying!"

Whether it’s about Xu Yang or not, she had to see for herself—after all, Helan Ying was a huge unstable factor.

"Yes, Your Highness!"

...

"Wuo Tong, Young Lord of Kunwu Division, talented prodigy of the Barbarian Race."

Xu Yang stroked the Demon Dragon Saber, shaking his head slightly.

The fight with Wuo Tong was nothing but a minor episode!

He didn’t give it another thought.

No matter what, Kunwu Division needed him—they even wanted to use his pills as tribute to the Barbarian God. How could they make trouble before that?

Still, after this fight, he understood just how powerful the Demon Dragon Saber was.

Feeling the dormant dragon soul inside the blade, Xu Yang quickly pulled out the Jade Talisman the treasury guardian had given him.

Best to study the Saber’s Enchantment Skill first.

"Next time, I gotta ask Kunwu Division for a saber technique!"

The Yin Yang Demon Dragon Seal was only an enchantment for the Demon Dragon Saber; it couldn’t be used as a saber art.

If he could master a strong saber art and use the Demon Dragon Saber, his power would rise again.

The next day.

A yellow blur dashed into the room and dove into Xu Yang’s arms.

Xu Yang opened his eyes and grabbed his dog, laughing, "You finally know to come back, huh? What, did soft beds and pretty girls get boring?"

After Wuo Ling replaced Wuo Changyuan, it actually worked out pretty well for the dog.

Woof!

The dog barked, sending a message.

Xu Yang’s body jolted, his eyes lighting up with joy. "Good boy, you’ve found something good again?"