Inverse Sword Mad God
Chapter 741: 739: Dragon Blood! (Extra)

Chapter 741: Chapter 739: Dragon Blood! (Extra)

Murong Qingcheng’s appearance caused quite a sensation, and many people’s eyes gleamed with astonishment.

“Hey, is there someone next to her?”

“His cultivation is weak, not even at the Venerable Realm!”

“Hmph, how is someone like him worthy of standing next to a fairy!”

Right there, a few self-important fellows sneered and quickly walked over.

“Would you, this beautiful young lady, happen to be a new student? Would you like me to show you around?”

“No need!” Murong Qingcheng declined.

Rejected by a beauty, Wu Ming’s face stiffened, and he felt somewhat embarrassed.

At that moment, Lin Xuan chuckled softly next to them.

This sound was the fuse that set everyone around them laughing.

“Damn it, kid, what are you laughing at!”

Seeing a new student whose cultivation had not even reached the Venerable Realm daring to laugh at him, Wu Ming immediately became furious.

“I’m laughing at you!” Lin Xuan’s lips curled up.

At his words, the laughter among the surrounding students grew even louder.

Murong Qingcheng also smiled lightly and then gave Lin Xuan a sideways glance.

Wu Ming was momentarily stunned, then he got it.

He said you laugh at nothing, but the other person was laughing at him – calling him a ‘nothing!’

Realizing this, Wu Ming’s face turned as black as charcoal.

“Kid, you’re courting death!” Wu Ming shouted angrily.

He glared at Lin Xuan, his eyes brimming with a murderous intent.

This damned kid had made him lose face in front of the goddess.

“Let’s go!”

Lin Xuan shook his head, completely ignoring this foolish fellow, and pulled Murong Qingcheng towards the True Spirit Hall.

“Trying to leave? Stay here!” Wu Ming sneered. His fingers shaped like a claw, he reached for Lin Xuan.

In the void, a ten-meter-long claw appeared, resembling the claw of a fierce beast, complete with scales.

This palm strike shattered the void and rapidly enveloped Lin Xuan.

“Scram!”

Lin Xuan’s expression darkened, and he pointed his finger like a sword thrusting at the void claw.

Crack! Splat!

The terrifying beast’s claw shattered, and immediately after, Wu Ming screamed pitifully, retreating while holding his hand, his face full of horror.

And Lin Xuan left without looking back.

The crowd was stunned because they saw blood dripping from Wu Ming’s hand, forming a line.

“Damn kid, you wait for me!”

Wu Ming took a deep look at Lin Xuan, memorizing his appearance, then left in a huff.

Injuring Wu Ming with a single finger, Lin Xuan didn’t take it to heart, and he and Murong Qingcheng swiftly made their way inside the True Spirit Hall.

“Let go, will you?”

Murong Qingcheng’s face flushed slightly as she spoke coquettishly.

“Ah?” Lin Xuan was taken aback and then realized he was still holding her hand.

“Special circumstances. Those flies were too annoying; I was looking out for you.”

With that, he reluctantly let go of Murong Qingcheng’s soft hand.

She was the Heavenly Pride Girl, and her beauty and figure were unrivaled. Lin Xuan was a normal man, so it was impossible not to be moved.

However, he was well aware of the gap in their statuses, so there were some things he didn’t contemplate.

“Hmph!” Murong Qingcheng snorted softly, but that unusual sensation still made her face flush slightly.

She had never had any man other than her father hold her hand.

“Ah, damn it, what am I thinking!” Murong Qingcheng shook her head, “I just wanted to win this guy over, it must be that!”

Her eyes flickered, not daring to look at Lin Xuan, but instead quickly scanning the surroundings.

“Eh, what is that?”

Murong Qingcheng exclaimed in surprise as she saw a special crystal space above the True Spirit Hall, containing a fist-sized drop of crimson blood that was churning continuously.

If one perceived carefully, they could feel a soul-shaking pressure emanating from the blood.

“That is, Dragon Blood!”

Lin Xuan’s pupils constricted sharply; possessing the Great Dragon Sword Soul, he naturally felt the Dragon Power contained within the blood.

Inside the Demon Beast Bag, the Dark Red Divine Dragon became excited, almost flying out.

Luckily, Lin Xuan grabbed it and quickly sent a message.

“Rascal Dragon, are you seeking death? There are countless experts here, maybe even Kings. Aren’t you afraid of being captured and drained of blood if you jump out now?”

“Don’t worry, now that we’ve seen the Dragon Blood, I will eventually get it for you!”

Lin Xuan reassured.

Upon hearing this, the Dark Red Divine Dragon stopped moving erratically.

Lin Xuan sighed in relief and then walked towards the Mystic Jade Platform ahead.

There, an elder was squinting his eyes, enjoying the pleasant noon time.

“Elder, I want to exchange for a Little Spirit Pill,” Lin Xuan said softly.

Hearing this, the elder grunted impatiently, waved his sleeve, and a green jade box flew out, while two thousand Spiritual Value were deducted from Lin Xuan’s Spiritual Plate.

Clearly, the elder was somewhat impatient with Lin Xuan for disturbing his nap.

But the next moment, as if sensing something, he suddenly opened his eyes.

His gaze, sharp as torches, fixated on Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan stiffened as the intense gaze almost set his blood on fire.

He held his breath, while inside the Demon Beast Bag, the Dark Red Divine Dragon set up a Concealment Array, completely isolating its aura.

“Could it be my imagination? I thought I felt a hint of Dragon Power just now.”

The elder shook his head and then withdrew his gaze.

“Elder, I also want to exchange for something,” said Murong Qingcheng from the side.

Hearing this, the elder reopened his eyes, but upon seeing Murong Qingcheng, he broke into a grin.

“So it’s the young lady from the Murong Family. What do you want to exchange?”

Seeing that smile, Lin Xuan mumbled internally, “Old scoundrel, you’re no good either!”

“Exchange for Sky Cloud Ganoderma.”

Soon, Murong Qingcheng received a palm-sized pure white Lingzhi and was deducted thirty thousand Spiritual Value.

Lin Xuan saw the Sky Cloud Ganoderma and also took a deep breath, befitting an Immortal Martial Academy that had millennia-old Spirit Grass readily available.

“Why do you want the Sky Cloud Ganoderma?” Lin Xuan asked. “It’s much better to buy Elixir Pills.”

“I can refine it myself!” Murong Qingcheng replied.

“Do you know how to perform Alchemy?”

“Not really, but you do, right? With such good free labor available, why wouldn’t I use it?” Murong Qingcheng said with a laugh covering her mouth.

Lin Xuan: …

“Alright, you two kids stop flirting here. This old man needs to sleep!” the elder sighed.

Upon hearing this, Murong Qingcheng’s face turned red.

Lin Xuan thought about touching his Storage Ring but suddenly retracted his hand.

“Apologies for disturbing the elder’s meditation. I shall take my leave.”

Lin Xuan and Murong Qingcheng turned and left.

“What were you about to say just now?” Murong Qingcheng asked.

“Nothing, what Elixir Pills do you want to refine?” Lin Xuan shook his head and asked back.

“A three-day Primordial Pill, an Elixir that boosts the cultivation of those in the Venerable Realm,” Murong Qingcheng said, “I haven’t collected all the ingredients yet. Once I have them, you’ll help me with the Alchemy.”

“Sure!” Lin Xuan agreed.

The two chatted as they walked, quickly returning to their place of residence.

“Here, I got these gloves outside. You chose the Falling Flower Sword Palm last time, right? I thought you might find them useful!”

Lin Xuan took out a pair of gloves emitting purple luminescence and shoved them into Murong Qingcheng’s hands, then dashed into the courtyard like he was escaping.