Chapter 625 - 604: Female Sword Immortal
According to Little Dragon Girl’s instructions, Sun Zhe directly activated the secret technique to ignite his essence blood. Instantly, the dragon qi within him surged, and his previously clear gaze suddenly became violent and frenzied.
"That’s right, just like that, Xiao Zhezi. You must remember this violent emotion, and treat it as your combat realm."
"Okay... What’s next?"
"Idiot, use the Dragon Taming Heart Method!"
Sun Zhe said no more, and immediately used the "Dragon Taming Heart Method" to direct the dragon qi toward the Lung Meridian of Hand-Taiyin.
Unexpectedly, in the next moment, a piercing pain erupted throughout his body, particularly in his heart and lungs, as if countless large hands were ruthlessly tearing!
How could the fragile human lungs bear dragon qi?
"I’m okay... Sister Long."
Sun Zhe weakly kneeled halfway to the ground, his expression full of agony, vomiting blood mixed with lung fragments. His entire right arm swelled rapidly, almost double the size compared to the left arm!
"Quick, punch it out!"
"Ah——!"
Sun Zhe suddenly stood and howled up to the sky, raising his right arm to throw a punch.
"Bang!"
However, before the punch was thrown, his entire right arm suddenly exploded, like an inflated balloon that burst, scattering flesh in all directions, leaving only white bones. Immediately following, his lungs exploded too, blowing a gruesome hole in his abdomen.
"Tsk tsk tsk..."
Little Dragon Girl floated in mid-air, feeling quite disgusting as she watched Sun Zhe fall heavily to the ground.
Through the gaping hole in his abdomen, she could clearly see the shattered heart and lungs inside.
Had it been an ordinary person, they would’ve reported to King Yama by now.
But Sun Zhe was no ordinary person; he possessed the Undying Body!
In just a few seconds, white smoke rose from Sun Zhe’s body, and the large hole in his abdomen rapidly healed and reshaped. His right arm, which was left with only white bones, grew new flesh.
"Sister Long, this Dragon Intent Fist really isn’t made for humans to practice!"
After recovering, Sun Zhe suddenly sprang up and directly complained to Little Dragon Girl.
Little Dragon Girl snorted softly and said, "I told you, it’s the fist technique of dragons. Next time, try to control a small amount of dragon qi; don’t use too much at once, or your heart and lungs won’t be able to withstand it."
"Got it, I’ll try again."
"Let me give you a simple demonstration of Dragon Intent Fist."
"Alright!"
Afterward.
Under Sun Zhe’s expectant gaze, Little Dragon Girl floated to the side, taking a slow, deep breath.
Suddenly, a terrifying dragon might enveloped the earth, as if it solidified and froze the void!
Sun Zhe suddenly felt shortness of breath, stumbling a few steps back involuntarily.
Only to see Little Dragon Girl clench her right claw into a fist and strike forward, appearing clean and neat, without any flamboyance.
"Boom!"
A beam of dazzling dragon qi shot straight out from her fist, akin to a laser cannon, instantly disintegrating and blasting apart the five-story building ahead!
A rain of rubble fell from the sky, yet Sun Zhe stood dumbfounded, unmoving, allowing the debris to hit him, as if he were petrified.
After a while, Sun Zhe snapped back to reality, looking at Little Dragon Girl excitedly, "Sister Long, is this the power of Dragon Intent Fist? It’s too fierce!"
Little Dragon Girl scoffed disdainfully, "What are you thinking? This is just a demonstration, merely in form. I just tried it casually, not a true Dragon Intent Fist."
Hearing this, Sun Zhe was dumbstruck again.
Just a casual try, yet it possessed such power?
He couldn’t imagine how terrifying it would be if Sister Long executed Dragon Intent Fist with full force.
"Um... I think we could save quite some money for Miaomiao too."
"What do you mean?"
Sun Zhe said, "You don’t need to pay for demolition here, you could just flatten it with a few random punches."
"Chi!" Little Dragon Girl flicked her small claw and asked, "So do you want to learn it or not?"
"Learn, I must learn!"
"Then let’s continue."
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Sun Zhe’s learning attitude was particularly earnest, and he was quite humble, doing whatever Little Dragon Girl instructed.
And relying on his Undying Body, he truly didn’t treat himself like a person when exhausting himself.
After falling, he’d stand up and continue, and if he fell again, he’d continue once more!
Time flowed like water.
A day passed in the blink of an eye.
Through a day of arduous cultivation, Sun Zhe barely grasped a tiny bit of "Dragon Intent Fist."
In the following days, Sun Zhe went out early and returned late every day, doing nothing but practicing punches, eating, drinking, and defecating, as if he were a monk in a temple with a clear heart and few desires.
This distressed Zhu Yan, as she wanted to share intimacy with Sun Zhe every night, only to be cruelly rejected and handed a pink fairy wand instead.
Sun Zhe’s life was bland yet fulfilling, while the construction of the Undying Pavilion proceeded in full swing under Lin Miao’s arrangement.
The Lin Group invested over a billion, building a luxurious mansion spanning more than three thousand square meters day by day.
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Another bright morning.
Xia Shiyue finished a night of meditation, freshened up, took some gifts, and headed out.
In the forbidden area of deep mountains outside Kyoto.
The morning mist lingered, resembling an immortal realm, as Xia Shiyue flew in the air, like a celestial maiden descending from the clouds.
In the deepest part of the mountain, there stood a majestic palace.
Xia Shiyue descended from the sky, landing softly at the palace entrance.
A maid in a white dress and Hanfu immediately approached, stopping her and saluting, "May I know the purpose of Palace Master Xia’s visit?"
Xia Shiyue replied with a smile, "To see the Holy Daughter."
"Please wait a moment, Palace Master Xia, allow this servant to report to the Holy Daughter."
"No need to trouble."
Xia Shiyue directly threw out a purple-gold token.
The maid caught the token and looked closely, her expression changed dramatically, promptly kneeling to Xia Shiyue.
"Palace Master Xia, please."
Seeing this token was as if seeing the Holy Daughter herself, granting free access to the Guardian Palace, and the gatekeeping maid dared not obstruct further.
Not long after.
Xia Shiyue arrived in the depths of the palace, pausing before a simple stone door carved with exotic beasts.
"Little Xia, what brings you here?"
Just as she paused before the door, a serene female voice sounded from within.
This female voice was undoubtedly melodious and pleasing like a heavenly harmony, yet cold enough to instill fear.
Even when facing Hua Country’s number one Female Sword Immortal, Xia Shiyue appeared neither servile nor overbearing, speaking candidly, "I have come to ask the Holy Daughter to accept a disciple."
Inside, the Female Sword Immortal fell silent for a while before speaking, "You know, this palace no longer takes disciples."
Xia Shiyue’s lips slightly curled, brimming with confidence, slowly saying, "Pure Yang Holy Body, dual attributes of Yang Fire and Yin Lightning, twenty-five years old, Tier Five in the Spirit Gathering Realm. He is my son."
Hearing Xia Shiyue’s words, the Female Sword Immortal inside fell silent again.
After a while, the Female Sword Immortal’s chilly voice sounded again, "He may first be accepted as a named disciple of this palace."
Xia Shiyue clasped her fists, saying, "Thank you, Holy Daughter."
With a rumbling sound, the heavy stone door slowly opened, and an indescribable strange aroma permeated the air, instantly warming the cold atmosphere.
Xia Shiyue lifted her gaze and rested it on the graceful, yet unclad figure, smiling, "Greetings to the Holy Daughter."
The Female Sword Immortal remained expressionless, "In private, there’s no need, let’s call each other sisters."
As she spoke, all the beads of water flowing on the Female Sword Immortal’s snowy white skin evaporated into a mist, and her wet long hair dried, floating gently in the breeze.
She gestured a fair hand, retrieving a snow-white long dress from the void, asking, "Where is he?"
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