Chapter 0866: Hunter Totem

Chapter 0866: Hunter Totem

Long Bei chuckled upon hearing Qin Yun's words and said, "You're not from the Long family, yet you impersonated one to sneak in here! And you even mastered the Ultimate Dragon Palm—how can I trust your supposed integrity? Be honest, why did you not just run away and instead chose to come to the Nine Dragons Demon Prison Tower? What is your real purpose?"

Qin Yun had considered before that if he truly left the Dragon King Manor, Long Bei would not be able to do anything about it.

Yet he still came to the ninth floor of the Nine Dragons Demon Prison Tower—indeed, he had his reasons.

"Senior, two of my friends are afflicted by a curse... one cast by a Long family elder. From my investigations, only the blood of a Celestial Dragon can break it," Qin Yun explained.

"So you know I am a Celestial Dragon?" Long Bei remarked.

Qin Yun nodded. "Senior, with your suppressed cultivation, it is impossible to discern your true nature. It was only after some Long family elders outside told me that I found out."

Long Bei walked to a window and gazed outside, sighing deeply. "My cultivation was suppressed by someone else—precisely to prevent me from entering the Immortal Realm! The curse you mentioned... my blood is ineffective to break it."

Qin Yun had heard before that Long Bei was a captured dragon, his strength restricted, and he harbored deep resentment toward the Dragon King Manor.

He had been imprisoned here to guard the manor.

"Why not?" Qin Yun asked.

"Because the curse was not created by me. It was another Celestial Dragon—the mightiest among us all!" Long Bei’s voice carried a trace of sorrow. "I am no match for him."

"Is there really no other way?" Qin Yun grew despondent.

Long Bei looked at him and said, "Unless you become the strongest Half-Immortal and defeat him with the Ultimate Dragon Palm, you will never have a chance to obtain his blood."

Qin Yun sighed in frustration. "Senior, how is your grandson Wu Long doing now?"

Long Bei replied, "I will guide him for a few more days. If he still cannot withstand the Ultimate Dragon Palm by then, I will not push him further."

Qin Yun pondered for a moment before asking, "Senior, what is the nature of the Blood Evil Dragon Cave beneath the Dragon King Manor? It is essentially a subterranean realm!"

"Oh? You have been there?" Long Bei seemed surprised.

"Yes, a while ago, I went in with a group," Qin Yun briefly recounted the situation below.

"The Blood Evil Dragon Cave... was built by a demonic dragon from the Long family long ago. That demonic dragon is still down there. To lure people in, he placed a precious *Dao Artifact* inside, which has led many from the Long family to risk entering over the years." Long Bei frowned as he spoke of it.

"A demonic dragon? How strong is he?" Qin Yun felt a jolt of alarm—he and Xian Rujing had ventured deep before but never encountered it.

"His strength matches an immortal’s, but he doesn’t dare emerge. If he emerges, he will be drawn into the Immortal Realm."

"As a demonic dragon, if he enters the Immortal Realm and accidentally lands in an immortal’s territory, he will be captured immediately," Long Bei explained.

"Does that demonic dragon have a good relationship with the Long family?" Qin Yun asked curiously.

"Some of the Long family’s dragons were captured, while others willingly cooperate with them, seeking their protection. As for me... I was captured, taken from the Immortal Realm and brought here many years ago!" Recalling this, Long Bei’s eyes burned with bitterness and rage.

"Senior, with your immense strength, how were you overpowered?" Qin Yun asked in astonishment.

"I was merely a fledgling dragon when I was captured, brought to the Spirit Realm by the Heavenly Dragon Sect," Long Bei said helplessly. "They placed a Beast-Taming Ring on me—though it was a low-tier artifact, it was enough to enslave my spirit, giving them control over my life and death!"

"What rank was that Beast-Taming Ring?" Qin Yun’s eyes gleamed as he urged intently.

Long Bei rolled up his sleeve, revealing a faintly gilded band on his wrist—the Beast-Taming Ring.

"A *Dao Artifact*-class ring!" Qin Yun gave a faint smile. "I might be able to disable this device!"

"I've always been afraid to try breaking it, because if something goes wrong, I'll die!" Long Bei shook his head.

"So who is currently controlling your soul?" Qin Yun asked.

"It's always been the Dragon King Manor Lord. I haven't seen that guy in many years—he must still be in closed-door cultivation!" Long Bei replied.

"Senior, if I help you remove this Beast Taming Ring, can you help me obtain that Celestial Dragon's blood?" Qin Yun inquired.

"If you truly free me from others' control, of course I'd be happy to assist you! Killing that Celestial Dragon would be difficult, but injuring him to draw some blood is manageable." Long Bei gave a bitter laugh. "But it's impossible for you to break this Beast Taming Ring for me!"

"Why are you so certain?" Qin Yun retorted skeptically.

"I won't let you try. If I make any move to damage the Beast Taming Ring, my soul will suffer agony beyond death—a torment I can't endure again!" Long Bei said.

Qin Yun had to admit the Celestial Dragon Sect possessed remarkable methods to subdue such a powerful Celestial Dragon.

Long Bei went to the eighth floor to guide Wu Long in his cultivation.

Wu Long wasn't actually Long Bei's grandson—he was merely a young dragon brought by the Celestial Dragon Sect years ago. After a cultivation mishap, he was discarded into this Nine Dragon Demon Prison Tower.

Qin Yun explained the situation to Xiao Yuemei inside the Nine Sun Spirit.

Xiao Yuemei was also devising a plan.

After a while, Xiao Yuemei said, "Brother, if you can convince Long Bei to let Mo Mo help remove that Beast Taming Ring, he can deal with the other Celestial Dragon!"

"Then, we might have a chance to capture that Celestial Dragon!"

Qin Yun found it difficult. "Getting that Celestial Dragon's blood would already be an achievement."

Xiao Yuemei laughed. "Brother, this Dragon King Manor isn't like the Immortal Arsenal Palace! The palace has a barrier allowing immortals to move freely, but the manor doesn't!"

Qin Yun had long wondered about this but now understood—the two Celestial Dragons here were suppressing their cultivation with a secret method to avoid being drawn into the Immortal Barrens.

In other words, the Celestial Dragon they'd face would at most be at the Six-Tribulation Half-Immortal level.

"Brother, I'll give you a set of formation flag schematics specifically for sealing dragons," Xiao Yuemei said.

"Blueprints? A formation you often used in your past life? Where did you get them?" Qin Yun asked.

"They exist in my memories... In my past life, you helped refine them for me. I memorized the entire crafting process. I can manifest memories through my mirror! You should be able to understand them then," Xiao Yuemei giggled.

"Alright!" Qin Yun had to follow Xiao Yuemei's plan.

First, persuade Long Bei to attempt removing the Beast Taming Ring.

Long Bei refused out of fear that damaging the ring would kill him.

Over the past few days, Qin Yun had been studying the mirror—Xiao Yuemei's mirror.

Through it, Qin Yun could see his past self painstakingly inscribing mystical patterns on small flags: mainly stellar-lunar patterns, a solar pattern, and some totemic patterns!

Whether the stellar-lunar patterns, the solar pattern, or the totemic patterns, all were incredibly complex.

The star and moon patterns alone were within Qin Yun's capabilities, but the solar pattern exceeded his current carving skills.

"Too difficult!" Qin Yun frowned.

"Brother, which pattern gives you trouble?" Xiao Yuemei asked.

"Yang Rune! That Yang Rune is simply beyond my current ability to carve. The totem rune is manageable, but what kind of totem is that?" Qin Yun couldn't quite make out the totem at first glance.

"The Hunter Totem!" Xiao Yuemei chuckled. "This totem's power works like a charm against beasts!"

"But what about the Yang Rune? I can't carve it now!" Qin Yun said.

"Didn't you say Long Yucang's grandfather is a highly skilled Runes Master? He should be able to carve it. Try talking to him!" Xiao Yuemei suggested. "Think of it as a gift—hand him the Yang Rune!"

"What kind of Yang Rune is it?" Qin Yun was surprised that Xiao Yuemei's memories contained such a pattern.

"The Beast-Taming Yang Rune!" Xiao Yuemei replied. "I busted my chops to get this for you back in the day, just for catching dragons!"

"Just give it to Long Cangsheng like that?" Qin Yun asked.

"You’re no beast—even if he’s got this rune, he won’t turn it on you! Besides, from the way you tell it, he has a grudge against the Long family and the Tianlong Sect." Xiao Yuemei smirked mischievously. "You could always rope him in!"

Qin Yun had no choice but to commit the Yang Rune to memory, planning to discuss it with Long Cangsheng after leaving the Nine-Dragon Demon Prison Tower.

Right now, the big thing was getting Long Bei on board—he was a powerful ally!

A few days passed, and Long Bei came back with Wu Long tagging along.

The moment Wu Long saw Qin Yun, his smug, pretty-boy face twisted into a scowl.

"Grandfather, this time I will definitely defeat him!" Wu Long declared, oozing confidence as he glared at Qin Yun.

Qin Yun was considering whether to go easy on him when Long Bei interjected, "Listen, kid, no holding back. Only by defeating Wu Long can you leave the Nine-Dragon Demon Prison Tower!"

"Fine, I’ll defeat him!" Qin Yun replied with equal confidence.

Though Wu Long was strong—being a dragon—Qin Yun’s power was specifically designed to counter dragons. Even against a dragon with higher cultivation, he stood a fighting chance.

Wu Long had spent these past days learning techniques to resist the Ultimate Dragon Palm. Now, facing Qin Yun at last, he felt a surge of excitement.

"Baldy, last time you got lucky—I wasn’t ready! This time, I’ll wipe the floor with you!" Wu Long was raring to go, nodding at Long Bei to kick things off.

Long Bei cautioned, "Wu Long, remember what I told you. Just block his Ultimate Dragon Palm, and you’re golden!"

"Got it, Gramps. Say when!" Wu Long replied with unwavering confidence.