Chapter 269: Drawing the Blood of a Thousand Dragons in a Day
Chapter 269: Drawing the Blood of a Thousand Dragons in a Day
Lu Chen returned to his mountain peak and found an empty spirit field. He proceeded to use the Earth Drawing Technique, burying three Spirit Raising Gourd seeds into the spiritual soil.
Immediately, spiritual energy surged, and a gentle rain of ethereal droplets fell, seeping into the soil and nourishing the newly planted seeds.
After stimulating the vitality of the gourd seeds, Lu Chen retrieved several second-hand flying swords from his storage bag and placed them around the seeds, allowing them to absorb the residual sword intent within.
There wasn't much else in Jianmen Town, but there were plenty of loose cultivators. A quick trip was all it took to acquire a large number of inexpensive second-hand flying swords, which Lu Chen had prepared in abundance.
After planting the Spirit Raising Gourds, he returned to his abode and took out two jade slips imprinted with the spiritual cultivation methods of the Fiery Flame Fruit and Ice Vine Fruit. He pressed them against his forehead.
His spiritual sense entered the jade slips, and a torrent of information flooded his mind—techniques for refining the two spiritual seeds, timing, precautions, and storage methods, to name a few.
"With the cultivation methods for the Fiery Flame Fruit and Ice Vine Fruit in hand, I'll be able to freely cultivate these spiritual fruits from now on," Lu Chen couldn't help but marvel.
The next day, he rose early and took a stroll through his spirit fields. He bestowed a wisp of Green Wood Source Qi upon the Grass Puppet, which had tirelessly worked day and night. In an instant, the puppet's body was enveloped in lush greenery, vibrant and full of life.
After tending to all his spiritual plants, Lu Chen decided to pay a visit to Thousand Dragon Lake to check on his old friends and give the hundreds, perhaps thousands, of Flood Dragons and Giant Serpents a health examination.
He had initially thought that the vast amount of Flood Dragon blood he had drawn would last for many years.
However, with the appearance of the Bloodthirsty Flower, a fifth-grade demonic flower with an insatiable thirst for blood, his supply of a few hundred bottles of dragon blood now seemed insufficient.
Moreover, as he was cultivating the Tai Xu Hua Long (Great Void Dragon Transformation)
and nurturing the Flood Dragon Vine, he decided it would be prudent to stock up on dragon blood, just in case.
On the shores of Thousand Dragon Lake.
Lu Chen sat atop a spiritual crane, gazing down at the familiar wooden house below, a flood of emotions washing over him.
Aside from his own abode, this was the place he had spent the most time during his stay in the sect.
"I wonder how those little Flood Dragons I raised before are doing now..."
As he lost himself in thought, the graceful crane descended. Inside the stone house, the cultivators who sensed the commotion outside emerged and looked toward Lu Chen.
"Lu... Master Lu," stuttered Huang Yuan, who still oversaw this waterside domain. The moment he laid eyes on Lu Chen, he instinctively wanted to address him as a junior fellow disciple. But he quickly realized the disparity between their current statuses and corrected himself.
Lu Chen had once worked under him for a significant duration, tending to the Flood Dragons. Now, the junior fellow disciple from his past stood before him as a Foundation Establishment cultivator, a status that made Huang Yuan feel somewhat uneasy. However, the gap in their cultivation levels left him no room for impudence.
"Junior Martial Nephew Huang," Lu Chen acknowledged with a slight nod.
"I apologize for not welcoming you properly, Master Lu. Please forgive my oversight," Huang Yuan said, quickly adjusting his demeanor.
"It's quite alright. I spent a long time here before, and with you and other familiar faces around, there's no need to stand on ceremony," Lu Chen waved his hand dismissively.
Huang Yuan ushered Lu Chen into the stone house, offering him spiritual fruits and tea. After some casual conversation, Lu Chen noticed a cultivator carrying a massive wooden bucket to feed the Flood Dragons and giant serpents. He turned to Huang Yuan and said, "Junior Martial Nephew Huang, could you take me to the wooden platform where I used to raise the Flood Dragons? It's been a long time, and I miss them."
"Of course, I'll make the arrangements right away," Huang Yuan readily agreed. As a request from his senior martial uncle, it was not something he could refuse. After some brief preparations, they set off for Lu Chen's former Flood Dragon rearing platform, bringing along a generous amount of the freshest demonic beast meat.
Along the way, Huang Yuan gave Lu Chen a detailed account of his previous experiences in raising the Flood Dragons.
Lu Chen nodded in understanding.
During his time caring for them, he had employed a combination of kindness and sternness, and even tailored individual diets for each Flood Dragon, which was how he had managed to maintain such good control over them.
Later attempts by others to feed the dragons with the same types and amounts of demon beast meat fell short of the precision Lu Chen had achieved, and they were unable to satisfy the dragons to the same extent, gradually losing control.
As soon as Lu Chen stepped onto the platform, he saw dozens of Flood Dragons and Giant Serpents fighting over the demon beast meat that had been thrown to them.
The waves churned, and their roars echoed in the distance. Occasionally, a dragon or serpent would be injured in the fierce scuffle, resulting in a gory spectacle.
"This display is quite disappointing." Lu Chen said softly, his spiritual pressure spreading out gently and subduing all the Flood Dragons and Giant Serpents of the first and second grades.
Hearing Lu Chen's voice, nearly half of the dragons and serpents raised their heads. Upon recognizing his familiar figure, they instinctively returned to their original positions in the queue.
The remaining dragons and serpents, silent and unmoving, were those that had been newly introduced to the lake after Lu Chen's departure.
Witnessing this, Lu Chen's lips curved upward. Fresh chunks of demon beast meat flew out of the wooden bucket, each piece landing precisely in the respective areas where the dragons and serpents of different grades resided.
"The fact that you remember me, Lu Chen, truly touches me. But I still have to draw your blood." Lu Chen thought to himself.
"Aside from visiting these little dragons, catching up with Fellow Huang, and other acquaintances, I'm mainly concerned about the health of the hundreds, perhaps thousands, of Flood Dragons in Thousand Dragon Lake. So, I've taken the opportunity to give them a comprehensive health check." Lu Chen turned to Huang Yuan and the others, explaining his intentions.
"It's a blessing for these first and second-grade dragons to be in the care of Master Lu." Huang Yuan expressed his gratitude.
Previously, Lu Chen had performed full-body examinations for all the Flood Dragons and Giant Serpents in the outer waters of Thousand Dragon Lake, even detecting the presence of Hidden Scale Fish, a pest that could have caused significant harm to the dragons and the disciples tending to them.
The disciples had always felt grateful for Lu Chen's help, and although they had wanted him to examine the dragons again, they knew they had no right to invite a Foundation Establishment cultivator like him, so they kept their wishes to themselves, simply paying extra attention during their care.
But now, Lu Chen had taken the initiative to offer a comprehensive health check for all the dragons once more.
Despite his status as an inner disciple, Lu Chen was willing to lower himself and take time out of his busy schedule to help a group of ordinary cultivators with no notable backgrounds.
He really was...
Huang Yuan and the others were deeply touched, and their admiration for Lu Chen grew.
"Master Lu, please wait a moment while I contact the other disciples in the nearby waters to prepare the dragons." Huang Yuan said.
"Alright." Lu Chen nodded casually, his hands clasped behind his back.
Gazing at the boundless lake before him, a sense of grandeur filled his heart.
"Riding the spring breeze, my Red Line Needle hastens, drawing the blood of a thousand dragons in a day."
"My Red Line Needle is hungry and thirsty."
A red line coiled around him, swirling swiftly in the air.
(End of Chapter)
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