Chapter 0540: Dragon Mystic Blood

Chapter 0540: Dragon Profound Blood

Long Yuetao lost, and their Northern Hall suffered heavy losses. That was why Long Quan wanted to recoup some losses.

"What are we competing in? If it's forging mystical weapons or engraving mystical patterns, I can't do it!" Qin Yun laughed. "I'm just a beginner in mystical patterns—I won't compete in anything too difficult!"

Nobody bought his act.

How could a beginner carve such highly precise totem engravings?

Achieving precision in totem engravings was extremely difficult.

A complex totem engraving was packed with intricate details, and maintaining overall accuracy required serious skill.

The Golden Ape totem engraving Qin Yun carved was pretty complex, yet he still maintained an exceptionally high level of precision.

Long Yuetao's Pig totem engraving was much simpler, yet it only reached Level 4 precision.

"We'll compete in material forging!" Long Quan said coldly. "If you lose, the four Ancient Dao Artifacts will be mine!"

"If you win... I'll give you a vial of Legacy Dragon Profound Blood!"

"Father, wasn’t the Legacy Dragon Profound Blood meant for me?" Long Yuetao jumped in upon hearing this.

"Don’t worry, I will win!" Long Quan waved his hand confidently.

At the mention of the Legacy Dragon Profound Blood, everyone was stunned.

It was legendary among the Long family.

Refined through the Long family’s secret methods, absorbing the Legacy Dragon Profound Blood would grant one dragon bloodline traits.

This was something many Long family descendants spent their lives chasing!

The Long family’s true power came from their dragon bloodline inheritance.

As for Long Yuetao, though he could awaken his dragon bloodline naturally, he still sought the Dragon Profound Blood to develop a Dragon Mystic Body!

"Xiao Yun, obtaining the Dragon Profound Blood could really help you—it might even help you cultivate the Sky Lion Mystic Body!" Ling Yuner said. "The power packed in the Dragon Profound Blood is immense, and even the Sky Lion bloodline can benefit from absorbing it!"

Seeing his father so confident, Long Yuetao relaxed.

"The material forging contest will work the same way as last time. Within one hour, pound out a jin of Xuanyuan Steel. Whoever can increase the weight of the Xuanyuan Steel will win!" Long Quan declared.

Qin Yun didn't jump at the offer.

He was only at the Ninth Layer Martial Path and wasn't confident he could beat Long Quan in forging.

"Qin Yun, do you want the Dragon Profound Blood? If you obtain it, you’ll gain a dragon bloodline, taking your power to the next level!"

Seeing Qin Yun hesitate, Long Quan realized that Qin Yun wasn't exactly a master forger.

Qin Yun asked, "Are we allowed to use our own tools during forging?"

"Of course not!" Long Yuetao cut in.

It was no secret Qin Yun had many Dao Artifacts, including formidable hammers.

If he used such Dao Artifacts for forging, he'd be guaranteed to win.

Qin Yun frowned and said, "I'm only at the Ninth Layer Martial Path. Working with Xuanyuan Steel is too much for me!"

Long Yuetao sneered, "Bullshit! If you won’t take risks, how can you obtain the Dragon Mystic Blood?"

"Everyone knows how precious Dragon Mystic Blood is—it's equivalent to inheriting the Dragon Bloodline! It takes a century to refine just one bottle, priceless and impossible to buy!"

"Qin Yun, don’t even try competing. There’s no need to go against them!" the bald man said.

"Qin Yun, don't do it! No matter what, they’ve got the advantage. If you were Spirit Martial Realm, maybe!" Chu Binyu hurriedly tried to dissuade Qin Yun.

Long Yuetao burst into laughter, "Qin Yun, are you scared? You chicken!"

"I’m not scared—I just know I’m outmatched. I don’t need to compete to know I can’t beat your old man!" Qin Yun curled his lips. "Against you? Maybe!"

Long Quan, as the Grand Master of the North Hall, was no pushover, and as a member of the Long family, he definitely had the Dragon Bloodline.

"Hahaha... Too scared to face me?" Long Quan also mocked loudly.

Qin Yun suddenly said, "How about Liu Jingmeng goes instead? Would that be acceptable?"

Long Quan glanced at Liu Jingmeng and replied, "Sure! But if she loses, you'll give me four Ancient Dao Artifacts!"

Qin Yun smiled, "Done!"

"Hold on… I meant to face you, so it should still be you!" Long Quan suddenly backtracked, obviously afraid Liu Jingmeng would beat him.

When carving runic patterns, what mattered most was rune talent and mental energy.

But forging was a different story—the higher one's cultivation, the stronger their energy, and the better the quality of the forged material.

Chu Binyu, for instance, had cultivation surpassing that of the Martial King, but as a Runes Master who slacked off, he was no match for Liu Jingmeng.

Liu Jingmeng possessed divine flames and hidden power, allowing her to forge materials superior to many Runes Masters.

Qin Yun, at the Ninth Layer Martial Path, still struggled with Xuanyuan Steel.

"No way—I can’t win this!" Qin Yun thought for a moment and shook his head.

"Tell you what—you get two hours, I’ll take one."

Long Quan wouldn’t back down—he was dead set on facing Qin Yun. Otherwise, he and his son would lose big today.

Only by defeating Qin Yun could they save face and recover some of their losses.

"Fine then!" Qin Yun finally nodded in agreement.

Chu Binyu, Mu Fengxiao, and the bald man were all worried Qin Yun would lose!

"It's settled!" Long Quan chuckled. "Let’s begin now!"

The furnaces and forging hammers used were identical.

The Xuanyuan Steel provided was also standardized to prevent cheating.

Once it began, Qin Yun quickly placed the Xuanyuan Steel into the furnace for smelting, under heavy pressure.

Although his Dao Artifacts came easily, he couldn't let the Long family obtain them.

Not long after it began, Long Yuetao laughed and said, "You may not know, but my father has just passed the assessment for a King-rank Runes Master!"

His words left Mu Fengxiao, Chu Binyu, and the others dumbfounded!

A Runes Master capable of forging King-grade mystical weapons is truly formidable.

"My father is an honored elder of the Medicine Immortal Valley, miles above those freelance guest elders!" Long Yuetao taunted Chu Binyu, oozing mockery.

Liu Jingmeng hid beside the bald man, her willow-leaf brows knitted as she tightly gripped her grandfather's clothes, terrified Qin Yun would lose.

The bald man growled under his breath, "Long Quan, as a Martial King realm King-rank Runes Master, do you really think it's honorable to compete against a Ninth Layer Martial Path punk?"

"Qin Yun's talent is extraordinary! Beating him won’t be a walk in the park," Long Quan said earnestly.

"In another ten or twenty years, he’ll be my equal!" Long Yuetao chuckled. "Right now, he’s only slightly below me, but beating him is indeed no simple task!"

The crowd seethed at the father and son duo, remembering how they had folded like wet paper when Qin Yun challenged them to discard their cultivation earlier.

Yet now, they were strutting around.

Ling Yuner's voice echoed in Qin Yun's mind: "Xiao Yun, I’ll lend you the Ming Yang Flame! The reason you cultivated me as your Dao Spirit was mainly to guide you in harnessing the power of Ming Yang!"

"Your Ming Yang Flame’s too weak right now!" Ling Yuner remarked.

Qin Yun perked up and quickly responded, "Show me how to crank up the heat!"

"Your Ming Yang divine ability is absorption, but leave it shelved for now—you can’t control it yet," Ling Yuner explained. "Fortunately, you have the Tree Totem to suppress the Ming Yang Martial Soul, or you’d be toast!"

"I know, cut the chatter!" Qin Yun was growing impatient.

"Chill out! Just follow my instructions—hoard traces of Nine Sun immortal energy first!" Ling Yuner said. "This Immortal Soldier City has a source of immortal energy, gathering wisps of it. Channel that energy into your Mingyang Dao Core!"

Qin Yun immediately complied and soon sensed nine strands of immortal energy hidden within the Nine Sun spiritual energy.

Having spent time on the moon, he was familiar with the nature of immortal energy.

Gradually, he’d stockpiled a decent haul.

"Before, you were only using the Ming Yang Spirit Flame. Now, I’ll help you whip up a Ming Yang Immortal Flame—though just a tiny bit. That’s enough to enhance the quality of the Xuanyuan Steel!" Ling Yuner assured him.

"You’ll help me?" Qin Yun was puzzled.

"I’m your Dao Spirit. My control is the power of the Dao Spirit—it’s incredibly strong. Just relax and leave everything to me!"

As Ling Yuner spoke, she took control of Qin Yun’s Ming Yang Martial Soul, hoarding the gathered Nine Sun immortal energy.

Under her guidance, the Ming Yang Martial Soul whipped up a black-and-white flame, which shot out from Qin Yun’s arm and into the furnace.

"Don’t twitch a muscle! If this wisp of immortal flame goes out of control, your arm will be vaporized on the spot!" Ling Yuner warned sternly.

Only now did Qin Yun realize what his Dao Spirit was really packing—it was uniquely capable of guiding him in wielding the Ming Yang Martial Soul.

The various ores of the Nine Wastelands were forged over eons by absorbing the energy of the Nine Sun.

Now, as the Xuanyuan Steel was softened by the immortal flame, it also absorbed the energy within, leveling up by the second.

An hour passed, and Long Quan wrapped up his Xuanyuan Steel refinement.

Qin Yun had two hours to work, but he was still refining the Xuanyuan Steel.

"My Xuanyuan Steel weighs three jin (about 1.5 kg)!" Long Quan laughed heartily. "Even Liu Jingmeng only managed two jin and eight liang. I'm definitely going to win!"

Tripling the weight of Xuanyuan Steel through forging was no small feat.

"Qin Yun, are you having trouble? It's been an hour, and you're still refining the Xuanyuan Steel!"

"If you want to improve its quality, you should focus more on forging! What, are you too scared to even refine properly now?"

Long Yuetao, seeing his father's exceptional skill, beamed with pride, looking smug.

Qin Yun remained silent, focusing on absorbing the immortal qi while letting Ling Yuner control the Dark Solar Martial Soul to release Dark Solar Immortal Flames.

The Dark Solar Immortal Flame was as thin as a hair, flickering around the Xuanyuan Steel as it burned.

After refining the Xuanyuan Steel for an hour and a half, Qin Yun finally took it out of the furnace to begin forging.