System's Super Sect
Chapter 113. The Fifth Level - Fire Dragon Skill

Chapter 113: 113. The Fifth Level - Fire Dragon Skill

"Understood."

Wen Ping had great expectations for the Fire Dragon Skill. With these expectations in mind, Wen Ping drew the Night Demon from his waist, took five steps as if they were ten, and directly crossed the dune, once again standing at the top, facing the two figures in black.

The next moment, the two began sealing again.

Feeling the flames in the air once more, Wen Ping shot out like a bullet, in the blink of an eye arriving in front of one, thrusting the Night Demon into his neck. That man’s head tilted, his sealing stopped abruptly, and then he turned into a wisp of black smoke, disappearing into the endless desert.

Although Wen Ping killed one with lightning speed, he failed to stop the other from sealing.

The seal was complete!

And the flames filled the sky.

The overwhelming fire pressed down once more, but this time, Wen Ping did not dodge. Instead, he directly extended his hand toward the figure beside him who tried to retreat, but his speed was far too slow compared to Wen Ping.

Just like that, the Night Demon pierced his chest while the flames engulfed Wen Ping.

Whoosh—

A gust of wind blew, and as the man turned into black smoke, the flames disappeared along with him.

Wen Ping emerged from the flames, sheathing the Night Demon, and couldn’t help but touch his wrist, wiping away the lingering heat, "If not for the Pseudo-Pure Body, these flames would have directly scorched my flesh."

Wen Ping had a newfound understanding of this Flame Skill.

It couldn’t be compared to mere hand-to-hand combat or sword techniques.

Even without reaching the Profound Realm or opening the Meridian Gate, mastering it could unleash power akin to the Vein Technique.

After a brief reverie, Wen Ping said to the system, "Enter the second layer."

"Second layer, entangled intricacy."

The system’s voice faded, a ripple entrance appeared before him, Wen Ping didn’t hesitate, stepping directly in, the scenery around him changed, and he found himself standing in a dense forest.

Surrounding him were towering trees that blocked out the sun, casting swaying shadows and filling the air with refreshing coolness. But as soon as he steadied himself, two red-skinned humans appeared not far in front—it was the second layer’s new guardians.

Unlike the two from the first layer, these guardians wasted no time with sealing; upon seeing Wen Ping, they raised their hands and executed their techniques. Two ten-meter-long fire snakes came rushing with overwhelming momentum, covering everything within five meters in flames, even igniting the massive trees in an instant.

Realizing the second layer’s extraordinariness, Wen Ping decisively said, "Let’s wrap this up quickly!"

He didn’t intend to test the fire snakes’ power; he simply opened his mouth and unleashed the Flood Dragon’s Fury on them!

The sound of a dragon’s roar swept across!

In an instant, dust and leaves were churned up like a storm beneath his feet.

Without suspense, the Flood Dragon’s Fury turned the two Body Refining Eighth Layer cultivators into black smoke.

After wrapping it up, Wen Ping proceeded to the third layer and then to the fourth, both without any pressure. After all, his power had now reached a point where he could crush those in the Body Refining Realm, so the guardians in the first few layers posed no threat to him.

However, winning wasn’t effortless either.

The third layer’s guardian was a Body Refining Ninth Layer cultivator who used the Fireball Skill, only through his Pseudo-Pure Body was Wen Ping able to resolve it in an instant. He also discovered their greatest weakness in that, although strong enough for cross-realm combat, once they were engaged up close, even a peer could defeat them.

The fourth layer’s guardian was a Body Refining Tenth Layer cultivator, using techniques not worth further mention.

In any case, after dealing with him, Wen Ping arrived at the fifth layer, meeting a Body Refining Eleventh Layer guardian. The Fire Dragon Skill performed by this guardian was more powerful than the Flood Dragon’s Fury.

With just one move, a hillside over ten meters tall was leveled, and a boulder as big as a person was melted like cotton candy by the flames.

If not for the Pseudo-Pure Body combined with the Immortal Clear Wind Robe’s shield, Wen Ping felt he might have lost to the Fire Dragon Skill. After the battle ended, Wen Ping looked at his broken shield and burned-to-ashes Immortal Clear Wind Robe, feeling delighted instead.

Sensing a chill from behind, Wen Ping quickly said, "Use the privilege, I want to fully comprehend the Fire Dragon Skill!"

"Privilege used successfully!"

The system’s voice vanished, and Wen Ping found himself sitting cross-legged as if beyond his control, surrounded by red light beams drilling into his mind. A quarter-hour later, when Wen Ping opened his eyes, with just a wave of his hand, a three to four-meter-long fire dragon roared out.

Not as massive as the guardian’s in the fifth layer, but it still created a five to six-meter-wide crater ten meters away! And this was already the power a full-force blow from a Body Refining Thirteenth Layer cultivator could cause.

Immediately after, his personal information popped up.

Wen Ping

Gender: Male

Realm: Body Refining Twelfth Layer

Talent: Three-star

Vein Techniques: Yellow Level Lower Grade—Flood Dragon’s Fury (Minor Success) Fire Dragon Skill (Entry Level)

Glancing at the information panel, Wen Ping stepped toward the large pit made by the Fire Dragon Skill earlier, lost in thought, "The entry-level power is already this terrifying, what kind of scene it would be if fully mastered?"

...

After coming out of the Library Pavilion, Wen Ping headed straight for the Fierce Beast Trial Ground, beginning to hone the Fire Dragon Skill.

When he trained until noon, he learned that Miao Yin from Flying Fish Island had come again for the night. But today, apart from her, there was no one else—the Great Demon from that day did not follow.

Miao Yin arrived just during lunchtime, finding Qin Mo, serving tea and massaging his shoulders. Especially after seeing Qin Mo covered in sweat, she even fetched a basin of water, wetting her handkerchief to wipe his face.

Tending to him with meticulous care, though it seemed a bit like a nanny looking after a child. Watching them while waiting for Wen Ping to come eat were Yang Lele and Huai Ye, both looking utterly bewildered.

Qin Mo, sitting by the side, pushed away Miao Yin’s hand with a look of helplessness and asked, "Why are you here?"

Miao Yin smiled warmly, answering, "Young Master, Miao Yin followed all the way here."

"No, why are you following me? I told you, hurry back; I don’t need your service here. I’m grown enough that I surely can take care of myself, can’t I?" Qin Mo, somewhat impatient, immediately tried to send Miao Yin away.

Just then, Wen Ping came up to the second floor, smiling, "A guest from afar, sit down and chat leisurely."

"Sect Leader."

Yang Lele and the others quickly stood up.

Upon seeing Wen Ping, Miao Yin was startled, and was about to speak while pointing at Wen Ping, but thinking of Qin Mo beside her, she quickly shut her mouth, "You are..."

Wen Ping secretly chuckled.

He knew what Miao Yin was about to say—wasn’t she going to mention that he was the one chilling at the mountain’s foot the other night?

Wen Ping smiled, "Miss Miao Yin, please have a seat. Lele, fetch an extra pair of chopsticks for Miss Miao Yin."