The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 1077: Desperately Seizing the Opportunity

Chapter 1077: Chapter 1077: Desperately Seizing the Opportunity

This volcano is not an ordinary one.

The entire world is revolving around this nest, channeling Spiritual Energy into this bird’s nest.

At the center of the bird’s nest is the fountain of Spiritual Energy, located within the volcano.

Despite the scorching temperatures, geniuses from various clans still immerse themselves here, precisely because of this reason.

The Fire Spirit Qi concealed here can greatly forge one’s physical body and Divine Sea, cleansing the impurities from one’s complexion like a furnace.

Long Fei and Wang Xiaoya are sitting within the Chaos Green Lotus, comprehending; there is an abundance of Spiritual Energy beneath the volcanic magma, much more than above.

Long Fei reaches out his hand, startling Wang Xiaoya who hurriedly stops him, "What are you doing?"

"Refining my body."

Long Fei is as nonchalant as his sturdy body—extending his hand it immediately turns dry and blackened.

The temperature outside had reached inconceivable levels.

Over two thousand degrees on the surface, it must be over five thousand degrees here.

The Essential Qi on his arm rapidly evaporated, but it did not turn to ashes, which somewhat bolstered Long Fei’s confidence.

He quickly withdrew his arm, nourished his body with a Pill, and after his arm’s life tissue recovered, he once again firmly thrust it out.

Wang Xiaoya watched with furrowed brows, thinking to herself if this guy was a masochist?

This was a serious question; how had she not noticed it before?

Looking at her rosy complexion, Long Fei felt a bitter sense of envy and after enduring for three minutes, he retracted his arm, parched and wooden.

As people go, his Azure Dragon Body could only happily absorb Spiritual Energy when in water.

When it comes to absorbing Fire Spirit Qi, no one is more formidable than the Phoenix Dharma Laksana.

Long Fei really regretted not bringing Lin Shanshan with him.

Soaking here would have been a great opportunity for her.

Wang Xiaoya released her Phoenix Dharma Laksana to continuously refine her body, drawing in Fire Spirit Qi to nourish herself, also refining her body.

But while she was augmented by Spiritual Energy and slowly transforming her body, he was refining his body in fiery trials, like forging a blade, repeatedly purging impurities in the heat.

The two of them stayed in the magma for over a month, during which Long Fei sought to better absorb the Fire Spirit Qi.

He refined a small bottle of blood released from Little Kirin, which was a bona fide Divine Beast Bloodline.

The divine substance within was so tyrannical that his body almost disintegrated.

Forging the body on the outside, that’s external fire.

Absorbing the Kirin Bloodline was akin to internal fire.

Fortunately, Wang Xiaoya’s Chaos Green Lotus had Chaos Qi within, which could nurture a person’s body, restoring everything to a state of Chaos.

Wang Xiaoya used a green light to sweep over his body, each sweep helping him dissolve a wave of Kirin’s Flame in his blood.

This is how Long Fei was, his entire being like a puddle of blood-mud, struggling between life and death inside.

The outside world turned upside down, a group of people found no opportunities in the volcanic magma.

But others did find some, causing many geniuses to viciously compete.

These two unlucky people were Wang Jie and Murong Chong; while others searched for opportunities within the volcano, these two wandered outside.

Creatures fought for survival here, with fierce beasts in abound.

The outside was even more dangerous than inside the volcano; the two of them fought bloody battles until they found a mysterious place.

It was a natural Mass Burial Pit, and what it hid within the valley were not humans, but Divine Beasts.

Indeed, inside were bones of creatures hundreds of meters long with horned heads, resembling dragon-like beings.

The Dragon Marrow within these bones had been drained, their divinity dissipated, which is why they could approach.

These dragon-like beings were not singular, but in the hundreds.

Based on the state of the bones, these should be the catch of this place’s master before departing.

When they first arrived here, they were nearly scared to death.

A creature that feeds on dragons—how astonishingly and defiantly powerful must it be?

Aside from dragon-like creatures, there were bones of cattle and sheep as large as a dozen meters, the ten or so meters tall bones of the Yu Clan, and the 50-60 meter long fish bones.

Their bone marrow was still inside, but the divine substances were yet to affect Wang Jie and Murong Chong.

They speculated that the master of this place had a unique taste, mostly feeding on dragons.

But occasionally, they would switch to cattle and sheep for a change, and they would also indulge in seafood from time to time.

Initially, Wang Jie guessed that this was the resting place of the ancient Kunpeng.

But seeing the corpses of the Yu Clan made him a bit uncertain.

This member of the Yu Clan was clearly from the Great Roc lineage. If it was really Kunpeng’s territory, it wouldn’t make sense to eat their own kind, would it?

Through their efforts, they truly found treasures in the Mass Burial Mound.

After all, the creatures that perished here were no ordinary beings, and their treasured possessions were of no interest to the master of this place.

Time stood still, and many things had already dissipated.

But some powerful items had preserved.

Wang Jie dug up a pile of feathers and found among them a golden Divine Feather with traces of Essence Blood on it.

In its final moments, this feathered being probably became desperate, condensed its Essence Blood, and encased its soul into this feather.

The divine essence of the other feathers had scattered, turning them white, leaving only this one golden.

It wanted to be reborn through another living creature, but who could have anticipated the changes in the heavens and earth, until now when at last two people discovered it.

The soul at the tip of the feather had long vanished, leaving only a residual resentment: "I hate it! Being a majestic Golden-Winged Great Roc and ending up as someone’s food..."

Wang Jie nearly fainted from excitement; he was an inheritor of the Golden-Winged Great Roc Bloodline, though it had been greatly diluted over generations.

Now with this feather, he could slowly absorb the divine substances on it and possibly restore the glory of his ancestors in the future.

As a Physique Refining Warrior, even the bloodline’s significance is profound.

You must know, these bloodline fragments may contain innate Cultivation Techniques.

That’s not all; due to the sacrifices made by the soul of the Golden-Winged Great Roc and the condensing of the bloodline’s divine substances.

This transformed the feather completely, as light as a Longsword.

Wang Jie, holding this three-foot-long feather, took a swipe at a nearby Dragon Bone.

With a snap, the Dragon Bone naturally broke, sliced as clean as a knife, and exceedingly sharp.

Wang Jie excitedly gave this Divine Feather a name: Great Roc Feather Sword.

Murong Chong also had no small opportunity; unlike Wang Jie the Physique Refining Warrior, the temptation of the bloodline wasn’t as great for him.

Should he cultivate rashly, his physical body would probably burst.

In this Mass Burial Mound, because the divine essence is too dense, no plants can survive.

Yet, he discovered an extraordinary flower, with twelve petals, each naturally imprinted with a totem.

Be it dragon, tiger, wild ox, or Great Roc, a total of twelve petals, representing the twelve strongest local bloodlines.

Their Divine Blood nourished this flower together, containing their Dharma, their Way.

Not to mention consuming it, even a single whiff had an immense effect on the spirit, greatly benefiting the Spiritual Power in one’s Divine Sea.

He took a clay pot Magic Artifact, directly dug up the surrounding soil, and transplanted the Divine Plant with its root into the pot.

The roots of this Divine Plant were extremely long; he had to dig down a hundred meters before reaching the bottom.

There in those hundred meters underground, he found a sword.

Indeed, the roots of the Divine Plant were wrapped around the sword, isolating the murderous essence of the divine substances around it, allowing the Divine Plant to thrive.

Because of this sword, various clan prodigies were drawn into chaotic battles, all eager to snatch it from Murong Chong’s hands.

It wasn’t that Murong Chong was being flashy; the might of the sword was simply too immense.

When he pulled it out from the earth, a beam of sword light shot straight into the sky, summoning various phenomena in the air. There were dragons, Great Rocs, wild oxen, and various unrecognizable Divine Beasts.

The appearance of these beings outright terrified geniuses cultivating within the volcano.