Dragon Tamer Chapter 936

Chapter 936: Chapter 940: Fighting Evil with Evil Chapter 936: Chapter 940: Fighting Evil with Evil “At times like this, we must fight evil with evil. The Silver Dawn Shard can attach to a weapon and greatly enhance it, can't it? Since you can't control the battle between the two Sword Dragons within your Divine Sense, you can use another Silver Dawn Shard to increase the Sword Spirit Dragon's strength, so it can overwhelm the Sword Evil Dragon,” Mr. Jinli said.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Minglang's eyes, alternating between silver and jet-black, lit up with joy!

What a great idea!

“But the Sword Evil Dragon is forged from the Silver Dawn Shard. Isn't there a risk that the remaining shards might be absorbed by it instead?” Linghu Ling said.

“Of course, that's possible. Without a master, the Silver Dawn Shards will definitely gravitate uncontrollably towards the Sword Evil Dragon. If we don't use a proper method, we'll end up being clever only to make things worse, actually strengthening the Sword Evil Dragon. That's why you need to find another Cultivator at the God Realm who is a swordsmith, to forge a Little Silvery Dawn Sword with a blood pact, and it must have a Sword Spirit with Spiritual Sense, so that the already formed Sword Evil Dragon cannot take it away,” Mr. Jinli said.

“Sounds a bit complicated,” Ling Song said.

“Finding a Casting Master is difficult enough, let alone a God Realm Swordsmith,” Linghu Ling frowned.

“His father is one,” Mr. Jinli stretched out his short fin, pointing at Zhu Minglang, “and moreover, the Sword Spirit Dragon was forged by his father.”

Zhu Minglang nodded; it seemed the issue of finding a Casting Master was solved.

“Let's not talk too much now. We need to gather the remaining Silver Dawn Shards,” Zhu Minglang said.

Having flown back to the Tian Shu Continent, Ling Song occasionally glanced behind them.

When they reached White Earth, Ling Song suddenly landed and grabbed a handful of the sandy soil, bringing it to his nose to smell.

“It seems like the people from the Earth Sword Sect have followed us here. How did they manage that?” Ling Song said, looking surprised.

“Did they pass through the Nothingness Fog?” Zhu Minglang asked.

“Yes, they must have entered Tian Shu through the Earth Vein Corridor, and there are quite a number of them. It seems they won't give up chasing us even if we flee to the ends of the earth,” Ling Song said.

Mentioning the Earth Vein Corridor reminded Zhu Minglang of the time when the Supreme Court Courtyard Continent had fallen into the Four Desolate Regions and how some parts of the earth's veins weren't permeated by the Nothingness Fog and Void Sea. If there were experts proficient in geomancy, they could traverse between the two regions even during the period when the Nothingness Fog created a barrier.

It seemed the Earth Sword Sect had such capabilities; Zhu Minglang had underestimated them.

“They will need some time to cross the Earth Vein Corridor. The veins of the two God Territories are complex and twisted like a maze; they can't get through as quickly as we did by flying directly through the gaps in the Nothingness Fog. We can use this time to lay our hands on the Silver Dawn Shards. The question is how to find the swordsmith in such a short time since the forging process is also extremely time-limited,” Ling Song continued.

“There is an Ancient Sword Furnace in Desolate Hope Town. I've heard from Lou Qian that it might be usable,” Linghu Ling said.

“Jinli, have Nie Xiaoxuan inform Zhu Heavenly Officer with a message-silkworm,” Zhu Minglang told the White Marsh Crow.

The White Marsh Crow could easily transmit messages over thousands of miles wherever common agreement crows resided.

Nie Xiaoxuan was now stationed in the Xuange Country Capital, managing Li Chuan's business, which also facilitated Zhu Minglang's communication with Li Chuan.

Nie Xiaoxuan also had at her command something similar to the crow's message capability: a message-silkworm, making distance much less of an issue.

“The person is in Xuange!” Not long after, the crow, mimicking Nie Xiaoxuan's tone and voice, responded to Zhu Minglang.

“Your black parrot is quite magical, being able to send messages over such distances…” Ling Song said.

“I am a Crow Immortal, foolish human!” The crow retorted in a rage, reprimanding Ling Song.

“What does it mean, the person is in Xuange?” Zhu Minglang asked, puzzled.

“The woman said that Zhu Heavenly Officer is in the Divine City of Xuange; he arrived not too long ago,” the crow replied in its own tone.

Zhu Minglang's eyes lit up.

What perfect timing, he thought. It's just like Father to mysteriously appear right when needed!

“Little Purple, go and fetch my father,” Zhu Minglang summoned the Thunder Emperor Purple Dragon and instructed it.

The Thunder Emperor Purple Dragon, obedient and well-behaved, immediately flew into the clouds, turned into a dark lightning bolt, and streaked towards the horizon.

The trio made their way to the Pagoda Temple, pretending to be ordinary Cultivators, strolling around the temple.

The ascetics on pilgrimage continued to stream in, braving the blue rain, with eyes only for the Divine Tower in Tian Shu God City, looking like zombies.

With White Earth's recent phenomena of Divine Territories meeting, numerous treasures from the veins of the earth and Tianchen Divine Stones have emerged, bringing many people to the towns near the Pagoda Temple.

The area around the Pagoda Temple was a mixture of good and bad, but the Pagoda Temple itself maintained a dignified tranquility, emanating an imperial aura, with riffraff daring not to come close.

The guards have become even more vigilant!

Clearly, more Divine Jade had been amassed here. The God Manor of Tian Shu must've spent a significant workforce to collect the lantern jades, all to ensure their venerated deity resumes retinue soon, to lead them to the Peak of the Immortal Path.

Ling Song was an exceptionally skilled spy; after circling around the Pagoda Temple, he had generally determined where the treasure was hidden.

“We don't have much time, we'll make our move as soon as it gets dark,” Ling Song said.

“We'll need to cover our faces this time,” Linghu Ling said.

After all, it was God Manor of Tian Shu, the divine authority of Hua Chou; even if it was bound to be exposed eventually, they couldn't be too obvious about it.

“No worries, as long as we are not locked onto by Divine Sense, or tracked by some magical artifact, once North Dipper God State comes into existence, who could possibly condemn us for our crimes just based on our appearances!” Ling Song said.

As evening approached, a purple light appeared in the sky, gradually drawing nearer.

A moment later, the Thunder Emperor Purple Dragon, adorned in majestic purple scales, glided down, with two people standing on the coral Dragon Horn; it was none other than Zhu Heavenly Officer and the Holy Que leader, Hong Geng.

Zhu Heavenly Officer landed on the ground, strode forward, and gave Zhu Minglang a big hug, then his gaze fell on Linghu Ling, revealing a knowing smile with profound implications.

Linghu Ling took the smile as a simple greeting and responded with a smile as well.

Zhu Minglang knew all too well but was too lazy to explain, heading straight to the point, “We're planning to steal the Silver Dawn Shard from the Pagoda Temple tonight, and we need you to cast it into a Sword Spirit. There's an Ancient Sword Furnace in Desolate Hope Town…”

“Is time of the essence?” Zhu Heavenly Officer, noticing the tone of Zhu Minglang's speech, asked, then didn't forget to add, “That silver-black hair of yours looks a bit retro and extravagant, but it suits you. I might go dye mine like that too after this…”

Zhu Minglang didn't feel like talking.

His own complexion was that altered, his pupils changed color, almost as if the words “I am cursed” in blood-red letters were written on his darkening forehead, yet Zhu Heavenly Officer only noticed his hairstyle.

“Let's commence heating up the furnace first; we can discuss the specifics after we obtain the Silver Dawn Shard,” Zhu Minglang said.

“Okay!” Zhu Heavenly Officer nodded in agreement.

“Crafting a Sword Spirit in one night is difficult, even the Casting God of the Earth Sword Sect might not be fully certain of success. Shouldn't we have a backup plan?” Ling Song said.

“Don't worry; as long as the sword material possesses powerful Spiritual Power, casting an Artifact Spirit is a simple task for me,” Zhu Heavenly Officer said with utmost confidence.

“This is for you; it's a token from our Yuheng Star Palace. Look for a Sword Master named Lou Qian; she will take you to the Ancient Sword Furnace,” Linghu Ling said as she took out a token and gave it to Zhu Heavenly Officer.

“Yuheng Star Palace?” Zhu Heavenly Officer's expression shifted slightly, but knowing that there were more pressing matters at hand, he did not inquire further and flew off to Desolate Hope Town on the Thunder Emperor Purple Dragon, along with Hong Geng.

Casting a sword required preparations. Back at Zhu Gate, Zhu Heavenly Officer, after obtaining quality sword materials, would even bathe and change clothes to show his respect for the rare holy goods. Of course, the most important step was to invite Mr. Jinli over, to let it moisten the Sword with its saliva during the cooling process, which brought good luck and significantly increased the chances of producing an exceptional holy product with Artifact Spirit!

The Female Arhat remained unmoving, her eyes in the night still shining with sharpness, as if each dark corner couldn't escape her penetrating gaze.

By her side were two Martial Masters, clad in colorful kasayas, barefoot with calloused feet, and a heavy set of Buddha Beads dangling around their necks. In a meditative stance, they stood like two Buddha statues, their tanned skin radiating strength.

“Those two have substantial Cultivation Base, and that Female Arhat is probably God-Lord Level,” Ling Song whispered.

“Leave the Female Arhat to Fairy Linghu. I'll deal with the two Martial Masters and the rest. Ling Song, you just focus on seizing the right moment to steal both the Silver Dawn Shard and the Divine Jade,” Zhu Minglang said.

“Divine Jade?” Ling Song asked, puzzled.

“It's needed for casting the sword, or else it's difficult to create an Artifact Spirit,” Zhu Minglang said.

“Oh, right!” Ling Song didn't think it over too much.

As long as the items were together, taking them along wouldn't be an issue.

“When are the people from Earth Sword Sect likely to arrive?” Zhu Minglang asked.

“Not before tomorrow afternoon,” Ling Song replied.

“Then we must succeed tonight!” Zhu Minglang declared.

After those words, Zhu Minglang's eyes transformed into silver, and his entire aura exuded a strange and eerie quality. His skin also changed at that moment, developing patches that shone with a special luster like Silver Dawn, highlighting that this was no ordinary body!

Fortunately, this state only lasted for a moment, as streaks of black, like the subdued light of blood seeping through, chased away the silver quality of the skin, restoring Zhu Minglang to his initial state of silver and black equilibrium, and his eyes returned to normal.

Taking a deep breath, Zhu Minglang himself was startled into breaking out in a cold sweat.

In his Divine Sense Sea, the Sword Evil Dragon was beginning to take the upper hand!

This Silver Dawn Evil Sword was so domineering!

It seemed that his God-Lord opportunity was not as smooth as he had imagined; it was akin to enduring the baptism of a divine calamity!

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