Chapter 572: Little Junior Brother, Are You Telling Unofficial History?

“Junior Brother, have you ever heard of the battle between the Demon Immortal and the Ancestors of the Dragon and Phoenix?” Senior Sister Three recalled a certain legend, wondering if her junior brother might possess a different interpretation of it.

“Those three actually fought each other?” Lu Yang thought to himself, didn't the Qilin Immortal kneel before the sword formation every day, so were you three fighting in bed?

“Yes, legend has it that it was a conflict between the Demon Immortal and the Dragon and Phoenix clans for the position of immortality; it was a battle of ascension, renowned throughout history, a supreme clash of powers easily ranking within the top ten, and many scholars wish to study that battle deeply.”

“However, existing records of that clash are exceedingly vague, making research fraught with numerous difficulties.”

“Multiple ancient texts record that the Demon Immortal and the Ancestors of the Dragon and Phoenix were all half-immortals, and the three engaged in a grand war among the stars. Those three possessed the power to blot out the heavens, fighting until the sky and earth grew dim, the sun and moon lost their light, and the world fell into a darkness so profound that one could not see their own fingers. The people of the world panicked, but in the end, the Demon Immortal fought one against two, paid the price of his life, and won that battle, changing the sky and shifting the sun to allow the world to regain its light.”

“Immortal, do you know anything about that battle?”

“What kind of question is that? Those two girls, the Dragon and Phoenix, were this Immortal's unofficial disciples, and the Qilin Immortal is someone I thrashed from childhood into adulthood. My relationship with all three is ironclad; how could I not stand by and watch such a massive battle?” The Immortal of Eternity felt that Lu Yang underestimated her far too much, as she had always cared deeply for her friends.

“Not just me, but Yingtian, Suiyue, and Jiuchong were all watching from the side.”

“That battle was indeed fierce enough; the Qilin Immortal’s combat prowess was fierce, fighting one against two, and remarkably he managed not to get beaten to death.”

“Originally it was a three-way free-for-all, but as those two girls, the Dragon and Phoenix, kept fighting, they realized the Qilin Immortal was the hardest to deal with and that they had to finish him off first, so they teamed up to attack him.”

“The Qilin Immortal was heavily injured, beaten black and blue until he looked as wretched as could be. Seeing that this wouldn't do, with all the people below watching, how could he survive if word of his appearance got out?”

“During the fight, he intentionally or unintentionally moved toward the sun and moon, nearly scaring the Golden Crow and the Jade Rabbit to death. With three half-immortals fighting, a single brush against them meant lying down for half a year, and two brushes meant lying down for a lifetime, so the Golden Crow and Jade Rabbit quickly fled, taking the sun and moon with them.”

“Once those two fled, the sky and earth became pitch black, so naturally there was no light. We could see the Qilin Immortal's battle clearly, but mortals and ordinary cultivators could not, so his plan succeeded.”

“Even so, fighting one against two was still no easy task for him. Fortunately, it was dark at the time; otherwise, if the image of him getting thrashed had been passed down, he would probably have wanted to die. This Immortal's painting skills are superb, so I took the opportunity to paint it, and though he asked me for it many times, I never gave it to him.”

“The Qilin Immortal was beaten by me since childhood, so his vitality was robust enough, and the effect of the embryonic form of the Survival of the Fittest Dao Fruit made him stronger the more he fought, making him highly suited for prolonged warfare. Also, you know about burning lifespan, right? In essence, it is an attack style that trades injuries for injuries, but he had used the embryonic Dao Fruit beforehand to adapt to burning lifespan, and the result of using it was that he could raise his combat power without decreasing his lifespan. By the end of the fight, the techniques of those two girls had very little effect on him.”

“The Qilin Immortal won the victory, and those two girls accepted their defeat wholeheartedly.”

“After winning, he wanted to invite the Jade Rabbit and the Golden Crow back, but those two absolutely refused to return. He had terrified them away, so how could it be easy to invite them back?”

“Left with no choice, the Qilin Immortal could only invite back another pair of Golden Crow and Jade Rabbit.”

Lu Yang: “……”

What a fine tale of the sun and moon losing light, changing the sky and shifting the sun, and paying the price of a life.

Lu Yang recounted the actual course of the battle to Senior Sister Three, who wore a bizarre expression after listening.

“Junior Brother, is this... wild history you are telling?”

This unofficial history was wild enough; to dare slander the Qilin Immortal in such a manner.

“No, this is official history.”

Senior Sister Three: “?”

Seeing that neither Meng Jingzhou nor Senior Sister Three needed the immortal-grade aphrodisiac art, and since this object could not be damaged by his level of cultivation, Lu Yang could only keep it for himself for now, intending to hand it over to the Scripture Repository later to exchange for contribution points.

“What is this?” Lu Yang picked up a palm-sized cage, inside of which a golden little Suanni was locked with chains, flickering like a flame.

Upon hearing Lu Yang’s description, Senior Sister Three quickly provided the answer: “This is a Suanni essence soul, refined from the soul of a Suanni, and it is already a dead object. If absorbed, it can further stimulate one's bloodline to obtain even more powerful divine abilities.”

“It seems the Suanni I killed had once murdered its own kin, intending to absorb the essence soul for its own use, but was killed before it had the chance to do so.”

“Murdering one's kin is a grave sin, and the Suanni targeted by that beast was definitely pure-blooded and of high status. So much time has passed that even if we hand this over to the Suanni clan, they will probably only think I am looking for an excuse.”

“Originally this was a Deity-transformation stage essence soul, which neither of you could absorb, but nearly two hundred years have passed. Even with a seal, it was ineffective, and a large portion of the essence soul dissipated, so it has now downgraded to a Nascent Soul stage essence soul, making it just right for absorption.”

“Junior Brother Meng, you can absorb this essence soul. The Suanni is a race born from the union of a dragon and a lion, naturally possessing the traits of both clans, though not fully mastered.”

“If you absorb the Suanni essence soul, there is a chance you might obtain the traits of the dragon and lion clans, especially the famous Fearless Lion Seal of the Buddhist sect, of which you might catch a glimpse.”

“It's yours.” Lu Yang handed the Suanni essence soul to Meng Jingzhou.

Good brothers need not say thanks; Meng Jingzhou placed one hand over the cage and propped it up with the other, as the Suanni essence soul turned into strands of golden light, entering his body along his extraordinary meridians.

Beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on Meng Jingzhou’s forehead, soon soaking his entire body, his teeth chattering as he engaged in a fierce struggle with the Suanni essence soul within his mental space.

“If you want to cry out, just cry out. I have placed a seal on the cave, so people outside cannot hear the commotion here,” Senior Sister Three reminded him, sensing that Meng Jingzhou was suppressing himself.

As soon as the words fell, as if he had found a vent, Meng Jingzhou’s eyes narrowed into vertical slits, turning golden, and his throat trembled to produce a sound that humanity could not master.

Roar—

“There is no dragon roar, so it seems what you mastered is the lion roar. What a pity, as the dragon traits are far more powerful than the lion traits.”

“Still, it is not bad. That voice of yours carries some of the style of the Buddhist Lion Roar. I heard you also learned the Arhat Fist; your Buddhist affinity is deep, so you might not be unable to learn the Fearless Lion Seal in the future.”

“Um, Senior Sister, let me ask one more thing, what are the dragon traits you mentioned?”

“There are plenty, such as calling the wind and summoning the rain, a powerful physical body, riding the clouds and driving the mist, and the nature of dragons being inherently lustful—all are good traits.”

Meng Jingzhou constantly felt there was one trait he absolutely must not master.

“Even if you master it, it matters not. Eldest Senior Sister speaks highly of your willpower; if you were to obtain that last trait while still preserving your primal yang, your cultivation speed would absolutely be faster than Junior Brother's.”

Meng Jingzhou shook his head violently, filled with lingering fear, thankful that he had already left the Meng family and accumulated virtue, thereby narrowly escaping a disaster.

Right now, he was suppressing himself to the point of being barely able to take it; if another trait of inherent dragon lust came along, even if the Hanging Temple took turns chanting scriptures for him and Master Jie Sha possessed him, he wouldn't be able to restrain the physiological impulse.

(End of Chapter)