Chapter 91: The Jade Serpent Dragons Reach Ten Thousand Years
The remaining branches of the Blue Silver Emperor trembled wildly, its roots quivering in panic.
At this point, it had only primal instinct left, but hearing Dugu Feng's words, it felt the end approaching.
No matter how hard it struggled, it could not resist his actions.
Under the power of the spirit orb, the Blue Silver Emperor's body shattered completely.
"Finally… freedom."
Dugu Feng suddenly heard a woman's sigh inside his mind.
It was faint—an ethereal whisper on a spiritual level.
Could that have been the Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin's final voice?
Why freedom?
He looked into the spirit orb—and what he saw shocked him.
Even with the orb's devouring strength, the Blue Silver Emperor hadn't been entirely consumed.
What remained had condensed into a seed no larger than a sesame grain—a return to its most primal form—floating quietly at the orb's center.
Tiny though it was, it contained an unusual trace of bloodline power.
Despite the orb's absorption, the seed seemed unchanged.
Still, upon closer inspection, Dugu Feng noticed that the orb slowly siphoned faint traces of its essence.
To destroy the seed completely—to absorb every fragment of its bloodline—would take a long time.
Yet even so, the Blue Silver Emperor was gone.
Ah Yin no longer existed in the world.
Let her remaining vitality continue to feed the orb until it was entirely consumed.
However, that final sigh echoed in Dugu Feng's mind.
Why had she considered death a release?
He was curious. Perhaps one day he would find the answer.
The spirit orb, having devoured the Blue Silver Emperor's leaves and roots, finally filled to capacity—its energy rising from ninety-four to a perfect hundred.
The two orbs within his body divided, becoming four.
No—actually, there were now eight.
The orbs within Zhu Zhuxing and Zhu Zhuyun's bodies instantly synchronized in energy balance and likewise split.
Now, in his own body, four green orbs revolved slowly.
Each orb held only a fraction—less than a fifth—of full power.
Normally, when an orb divided into two, it should have retained fifty percent energy per piece.
But now, that number had dropped below twenty.
The orb hadn't merely split; its quality had ascended.
Just like last time.
Each orb released a flow of warm energy.
Dugu Feng immediately guided all four into the bodies of his two Jade Serpent Dragons.
He had learned from experience—this was the perfect time to strengthen them.
Over time, he had realized that spirit beasts advanced primarily through consuming energy, and the serpents' bloodline was robust enough to handle vast reserves.
With sufficient energy, their growth was limitless.
When the orbs had first evolved from two to four, his twin serpents had each gained nearly a thousand years in age.
Now he had eight.
Of course, the warm currents emanating from the Zhu sisters' orbs were also redirected into the serpents.
He wasn't going to waste such power on them when his own needs were greater.
Improving his own cultivation by one or two levels made little difference—but evolving the serpents did.
Their lifespan was already close to eight thousand years. If they could reach ten thousand, everything would change.
A Spirit King could technically absorb a ten-thousand-year spirit ring, but few were capable of slaying such beasts.
Even talents like Qin Ming had chosen thousand-year rings for their fifth ring—not for lack of will, but because ten-thousand-year beasts were too strong.
Slaying such creatures required at least Spirit Emperor strength.
And those endowed with unique abilities were terrifying even to Titled Douluo.
An example—the Titan Giant Ape after ten thousand years, or worse, the Dark Gold Dreadclaw Bear—few could resist.
His Jade Serpent Dragons were far from such monstrosities, but they boasted abilities equally valuable: intangibility, venom, and flight.
They were nothing to be trifled with.
Once they crossed the ten-thousand-year threshold, their bloodline would refine further, increasing power immensely.
They would become his greatest shield—his ultimate guarantee of survival.
From then on, anyone who sought to kill him would find it far from easy.
Under Dugu Feng's eager gaze, the serpents' spirit age began to skyrocket.
Eight thousand years.
Eight thousand five hundred.
Nine thousand.
Nine thousand five hundred.
Nine thousand seven hundred.
Nine thousand nine hundred…
Finally—ten thousand.
"Master, we are ten-thousand-year spirit beasts now!"
Clear, euphoric voices sounded in Dugu Feng's mind.
The two Jade Serpent Dragons circled around him gleefully, their movements elegant and ethereal.
Their outlines shimmered in a haze of mist—phantom-like—and Dugu Feng could barely perceive their true forms.
Their flight was so swift it rippled the very air.
"Hahaha! Ten-thousand-year spirit beasts!"
Dugu Feng's laughter filled the room.
With cards like these up his sleeve, his confidence soared.
From now on, whoever dared provoke him—he would simply release the serpents.
After a long moment, he calmed down and took out Tang Hao's black lead box.
Using his Jade Phosphor Finger, he pried it open.
The serpents immediately released spirit power, blanketing the room to conceal any fluctuations.
Inside the black box, lying quietly in the center, was a right leg bone.
The entire bone gleamed translucent blue-gold, faint lights pulsing within like a beating heart.
It was beautiful.
Unable to resist any longer, Dugu Feng lifted the radiant bone and pressed it against his right leg.
This was his first time absorbing a spirit bone.
A faint humming sounded as both his right leg and the bone quivered.
Moments later, a wave of vigorous life energy surrounded his entire leg.
The bone dissolved, turning into countless blue-golden streams that burrowed into his flesh.
Smooth.
A wave of pleasant warmth spread through him, enveloping his body in tranquil energy.
The surge expanded beyond his leg, spreading through his body.
His spirit power merged with the spirit bone's essence—becoming firmer, smoother, and imbued with vitality, circulating faster through him.
Then came the crackling—bone striking against bone.
As expected of "soul bones," they truly fused into the body's skeletal frame.
And that fusion strengthened it further.
Like his external arm bones—the twin pincers—which, when dormant, merged as energy into his skeleton to fortify his strike and defense.
Even without manifesting the external bones, his strength and durability in both arms and shoulders were vastly enhanced.
The reinforcement rippled through his body like waves—linking all his bones into one powerful synergy.
Otherwise, having strong arms but a weak body would be meaningless.
Now, as the right leg bone merged, the enhancement likewise radiated across his entire frame.
His tendons and bones felt as though they were being reforged, becoming extraordinarily resilient.
His body had already been durable from years of tempering by the spirit orbs.
But the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone energy differed—it granted vitality, life, and endurance.
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