Dragon Tamer

Chapter 508 - 510: Assault on the Mountain

Chapter 508: Chapter 510: Assault on the Mountain

Little Glow Spirit has been eating until it became round and chubby, as if there were too much Spiritual Energy. It gifted some of its Spiritual Energy to Ye Youying. Without realizing what was happening, Ye Youying’s Cultivation Base significantly increased.

Little Wild Jiao was also very diligent. It coiled itself on a damp Big Spirit Stone and opened its mouth to absorb the surrounding Spiritual Rhyme.

Although it hadn’t transformed into a dragon, Little Wild Jiao’s Cultivation Base had already reached around nine hundred years, as Zhu Minglang had been feeding it a good number of Soul Beads exchanged from the academy.

Taking advantage of the Spirit Stone Cave, Little Wild Jiao gradually shed the wild aura on its body and began transforming into a Spirit Jiao. Its Cultivation Base finally broke through the significant thousand-year milestone!

Even though it wasn’t born for long, it’s now equivalent to a thousand years of demonic spirits’ cultivation!

This rate of growth could also be considered rapid.

“You two little ones, your Cultivation Bases might surpass some Dragon Sons. How come there’s not even a sign of transformation into dragons?” Zhu Minglang opened his eyes and looked at Little Glow Spirit and Little Jiao Spirit.

“Doodoodoo~~~~~~~” Little Glow Spirit rubbed Zhu Minglang’s hand with its long, pointed ears, acting like it was still young and didn’t want to grow up just yet.

Little Jiao Spirit was also puzzled.

Jiaos are supposed to be closely related to dragons, and by logic, Jiao Spirits should be among the easiest to transform into dragons.

The Cultivation Base had already broken through a thousand years. Its scales seemed to emit a spiritual light, yet there wasn’t a single characteristic of a dragon on its body: no horns, no claws, and especially no Dragon Breath.

“Sigh, it’s not your fault. Perhaps, I’m not nurturing you two in the right way. Let’s take it slowly. We will eventually find the right Spiritual Objects for your transformation into dragons.”

“Oh!!”

Big Black Tooth, in the Spirit Realm, immediately began imparting his dragon transformation experience to the two spiritual treasures!

One must eat more meat!!

To transform into a dragon, one must consume lots of meat, grow strong and sturdy, full of vigor, and the transformation will happen quickly. You have to believe in yourself, that’s how I did it!

Little Jiao Spirit nodded, seemingly understanding a bit.

Little Glow Spirit, however, shook its head frantically, showing that it didn’t like to eat meat at all.

Perhaps due to Little Wild Jiao’s young age, its Cultivation Base was growing rapidly, but its physical size increased more slowly. Usually, when going out, wrapping Little Wild Jiao around his neck was no different than wearing a scarf.

“Seems like it’s saturated now,” Zhu Minglang slowly stood up.

The pace of their cultivation boosts had slowed down compared to the dramatic enhancements when they first entered.

Unless he stayed here for several months, his Cultivation Base would indeed increase considerably. However, Zhu Minglang was not a Dragon Shepherd desperately short of Spiritual Energy and resources. His dragons needed more experience rather than just energy.

“If you are a Sword Master, why are you raising these Juvenile Spirits?” Ye Youying asked, puzzled.

When she first met Zhu Minglang, she noticed Little Glow Spirit and Little Wild Jiao and thought Zhu Minglang was a lone Dragon Shepherd.

“Having various skills doesn’t burden one. Being a Sword Master is just my side job. They are not ordinary Juvenile Spirits. Once transformed into dragons, they will be even more formidable than Immortal Ghosts,” Zhu Minglang said with a smile.

Ye Youying was amused by Zhu Minglang’s words, especially when looking at the fluffy-pet-like Little Glow Spirit and the Little Jiao Spirit that had yet to show any dragon characteristics…

Immortal Ghosts are even more terrifying than dragons.

Otherwise, why wouldn’t the people from the Summoning Demon Sect change their professions to Dragon Shepherds instead of becoming slaves to the Immortal Ghosts, turning themselves into neither human nor ghost?

The people of the entire Summoning Demon Sect weren’t out of their minds. If they hadn’t witnessed the powers of the Immortal Ghosts firsthand, how could they be so fanatically devoted!

“Regardless, thank you for your special Little Glow Spirit. It helped me break through a realm,” Ye Youying said.

“It likes helping others,” Zhu Minglang didn’t pay much attention.

With every gift, the fluffy fur of the Little Glow Spirit could store more Spiritual Energy. The dragons around Zhu Minglang, including the Little Jiao Spirit, were saturated with Spiritual Energy at this stage. It didn’t matter if he gave some to Ye Youying.

“In the past, Immortal Ghosts were also…” At this point, Ye Youying began to speak but then hesitated with her words.

“If you don’t want to talk about it, don’t force yourself. Anyway, I’m planning to hit the road. The place I’m going to probably doesn’t have any Immortal Ghosts,” Zhu Minglang said indifferently.

“People lost in the forest will have bluebirds to guide them. When a flood comes, fish will leap out of the water to warn the boatman. Mountain collectors poisoned by plants can often find Detoxification Grass nearby… The forests, rivers, and mountains have their own spirits, and they are protecting people in their own ways. Immortal Ghosts aren’t as scary as people think; I’ve been saved by an Immortal Ghost before,” Ye Youying suddenly said to Zhu Minglang.

Her tone wasn’t one of argument, but more like she was murmuring to herself, telling her own story.

After a while, Ye Youying continued, “Only an Immortal Ghost can defeat an Immortal Ghost. Only they can purify themselves.”

“It seems you have a long, long road ahead of you since facing the things people fear is inherently to stand opposed to them,” Zhu Minglang said.

“But it’s better than living a humble life of survival. That’s not what could be considered a peaceful life. We Summoning Demon Masters cannot always be the rats everyone spurns!” Ye Youying’s eyes grew firmer.

“Yeah, yeah, keep it up. Although you can’t even persuade me, I believe that after all your struggles, you will eventually bring some glimmer of hope to the Summoning Demon Masters,” Zhu Minglang said, acting as if the whole matter was too complex, keeping it at arm’s length.

Ye Youying looked at Zhu Minglang and felt he emitted an aura of a lazybones with no ambition.

This guy’s enthusiasm seemed limited to avoiding trouble.

So much for a Yaoshan Sword Sect Swordsman, huh, just an empty reputation!

“I didn’t lie to you. That Moon Cassock was an heirloom of my mother’s. She was killed by the Sect Leader of the White Robe Sword Sect with a single sword stab. The Immortal Ghost she protected was a Forest Immortal Ghost, one that did not indiscriminately kill the innocent and even protected several clan members,” Ye Youying said, having seemingly come to realize something after her calm and focused cultivation.

Immortal Ghosts are divided into good and evil. People only saw the evil ones but were unaware of the good spirits. Her mother died because she protected a good spirit that had been implicated.

“No wonder, when you wore that Moon Cassock, you had an aura of dignity and sanctity. It’s probably because there’s a soul in this garment that dares to confront authority, and that made me instinctively feel you couldn’t be a female demon lord who murders and drinks blood,” Zhu Minglang said.

“Give it back!”

“Oh, oh, oh, I thought it was some kind of magical treasure.”

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…

After leaving the Spirit Stone Cave, he didn’t know how many days they had spent inside.

The sky was overcast outside. From here, looking out over Long Valley Lake, it was inexplicably shrouded in a gloom, not nearly as bright and clear as before.

“A scent of blood is coming from the direction of the mountain gate,” Zhu Minglang said with a frown to Ye Youying.

“There’s an Immortal Ghost!” Ye Youying’s little face turned pale, her eyes filled with fear as she looked towards the direction of the mountain gate.

“Why are there so few people??” Zhu Minglang walked toward the direction of the Sword Manor, but he hardly saw any disciples of the White Robe Sword Sect.

Having arrived at the mountain clearing, Zhu Minglang finally saw a familiar figure—it was Ming Xiu.

Ming Xiu was injured, her lips pale. A Female Disciple was helping her bandage her wound. Her injury was severe, but she was enduring it stubbornly, ready to continue fighting at the mountain gate after staunching the blood!

“Ming Xiu, what happened?” Zhu Minglang asked anxiously.

“It’s the Summoning Demon Sect, they are attacking the mountain!” Ming Xiu said.

“Where are the others??” Zhu Minglang looked around, puzzled. The White Robe Sword Sect had far fewer people than usual!

“The Sect Leader, our masters, senior disciples, and most of the other disciples went to besiege the lair of the Summoning Demon Sect. They won’t be back for a while, and our whole sect from top to bottom only left a hundred people to hold the fort…” Ming Xiu said, her voice trembling slightly.