"I will grant you my lifetime of understanding to complete your concept,"
said the PRIMORDIAL DRAGON, placing a legacy mark on Yunxihua's forehead.
The soul of the Primordial Dragon merged with Yunxihua's soul.
The legacy engraved on his forehead formed the symbol of the PRIMORDIAL DRAGON, causing a massive surge of power and perfecting Yunxihua's cultivation into the Perfect Core Formation Realm.
"Yunxihua levitated."
The fusion process lasted a long time—purifying his blood and merging the Primordial Dragon's blood with Yunxihua's soul.
Dragon bones fused with his physical body.
The concept of the Path Without Emotion began to reach perfection.
Now Yunxihua had become the heir of the Primordial Dragon, possessing the highest caste.
Within the Dragon Clan, there are three castes:
the highest caste (nobility),
the middle caste (officials),
and the common caste (ordinary bloodline).
Each caste possesses different abilities.
The highest caste has pure Origin Realm Qi and the potential to become a god.
The middle caste focuses mainly on physical strength and has difficulty reaching the divine realm.
The common caste cannot become clan leaders, but they must not be underestimated.
Even ordinary dragons cultivate faster than normal people, and the entire Dragon Clan cultivates rapidly, possesses powerful physical bodies, and can neutralize enemy attacks.
Now the Primordial Dragon had fully merged with Yunxihua's soul and resided within Yunxihua's spiritual sea.
"Child, it seems your life has been full of suffering,"
said the PRIMORDIAL DRAGON.
"How do you know?" Yunxihua asked.
"Because we are now one entity. I know you, just as you know me,"
replied the PRIMORDIAL DRAGON.
After the inheritance fusion was complete, Yunxihua's power surged dramatically, leaving Xuhuo, Xushengxia, Xuliang, and Xubailong stunned and speechless.
"Little Yun, your realm now matches mine," Xuhuo said.
"Thanks to the Primordial Dragon, my realm has increased. I must reach the Nascent Soul Realm within fifty years," Yunxihua said.
"Hey, brat!!"
a voice echoed within the spiritual sea.
"Now that you have received my inheritance, you don't need fifty years.
Ten years is enough for you to enter the Nascent Soul Realm.
Stop talking and begin purification in the Holy Spring now—quickly!!"
said the PRIMORDIAL DRAGON.
Y-yes, Senior…" Yunxihua replied.
Yunxihua and the others began bathing in the Holy Spring.
Three months passed, and they completed the purification process.
They also collected Holy Spring water before leaving to return to their ship.
On the way, they were ambushed by members of the Fu Clan.
"Stop!!"
said Fuyao, accompanied by five elders.
"It seems you've found the Holy Spring. Hand it over immediately!" Fuyao demanded.
Yunxihua replied coldly, "That's none of your business."
"Tch, just a Core Formation cultivator daring to act arrogant before me. You'll soon learn the consequences," Fuyao said.
Hearing this, Xubailong wanted to attack Fuyao, but Xuhuo stopped him.
"Young master,"
one of the five Fu Clan elders whispered,
"that woman is extremely beautiful. It would be a waste to kill her immediately.
Better to satisfy our desires first, then kill her once she's no longer useful."
Fuyao agreed with the elder's words.
Hearing this, Xuliang charged forward but was sent flying back by Fuyao with a single breath.
"Tch, pretending to be a hero. You really don't know your place," Fuyao sneered.
"You're the one who doesn't know your place," Xushengxia retorted.
"Fuyao, what do you mean by that?! You despicable man!" Xuhuo shouted.
Yunxihua calmed Xuhuo and said sharply,
"A bastard who only dares to bark behind five backers—what a coward."
Enraged by her words, Fuyao immediately launched a Blood Hand Seal attack,
the same move he used when fighting Fuqiyi.
Yunxihua countered with a slash of the 'Emotionless Sword',
freezing the surroundings and shattering Fuyao's blood hand attack.
Everyone who witnessed this was shocked.
With extreme ice power, she blocked an attack from Fuyao, who had already reached half-step Nascent Soul.
"H-how is that possible?!" Fuyao exclaimed.
"Young master, it seems that woman purified her blood and soul using the Holy Spring,"
said one of the five Fu Clan elders.
Hearing this, Fuyao laughed and belittled Yunxihua, believing she had only blocked his attack by luck thanks to the Holy Spring.
Xuliang was furious but powerless.
Xubailong was the same—unable to do anything but remain silent.
"Oh?"
"Release your strongest attack. Stop talking so much,"
Yunxihua said mockingly.
Feeling humiliated and overwhelmed by anger, Fuyao unleashed his strongest technique:
"Asura Blood of Dominion."
A power that devoured the souls and blood of the five elders beside him,
condensing everything into a single strike.
"Taste the sword of Asura Blood of Dominion.
Can you withstand it?" Fuyao shouted.
Not willing to lose, Yunxihua released her ultimate attack—
the Extreme Emotionless Void Slash.
The clash of powers shattered the surrounding hills.
Shockwaves from the explosion sent people flying,
while trees were uprooted and blown away by the collision of their strength.