Chapter 281

Chapter 281: A Gentle Touch

Three days later, the Green Sparrow Palace grew increasingly quiet.

In the small courtyard where Zhang Yang resided, vibrant flowers bloomed, filling the air with the warmth of spring.

Zhang Yang and Bing Yuyan sat at a stone table, leisurely savoring fragrant tea. This tea was no ordinary brew, it was the renowned Rainfall Flying Saint Tea, which Bing Yuyan had obtained after defeating five hundred opponents at the Great Boundless Perfect Stage. It had been stored away in one of her storage bags.

"Rainfall Flying Saint Tea, produced exclusively in the Golden Cauldron Sacred Land of the Southern Region. Every sip feels like drinking directly from the Great Path itself. The taste is beyond words," Zhang Yang remarked in amazement after taking a small sip. "The resources of these Ten Thousand Year Sacred Lands are truly impressive. Drinking such tea daily could refine one’s Roots and enhance martial talent, turning even an ordinary person into a martial arts genius."

Bing Yuyan pouted. "Do you think this is your regular flower tea that you can drink at will? This is Rainfall Flying Saint Tea. Only saints are worthy of it! If I weren’t such a kind-hearted person, you wouldn’t even get a drop."

Zhang Yang scoffed. "And yet, I granted you the Realm of Thunder heritage, something that belongs to the immortal path. Have I ever boasted about it? Have I ever sought your approval?"

"That was my hard-earned achievement," Bing Yuyan countered, widening her beautiful eyes with confidence.

"Hey!"

Zhang Yang’s palm felt warm, as if he were itching to slap someone. This femme fatale was being completely unreasonable.

Bing Yuyan tilted her head and teased provocatively, "What? Do you think a goddess like me is someone you can just lay hands on? If you dare, I’ll make you pay for it."

Zhang Yang glared at her smug expression, his right hand twitching as he barely held himself back.

"What’s that look for? Trying to take advantage?" Bing Yuyan smirked. "Without the immortal path heritage, it’s not up for negotiation."

Zhang Yang snorted and downed his tea in one gulp. Then, without hesitation, he grabbed Bing Yuyan’s cup and finished hers as well before picking up the teapot and pouring the rest down his throat.

Only then did he feel slightly appeased.

He glanced at Bing Yuyan provocatively.

The Rainfall Flying Saint Tea made him feel light-headed, as though he could hear the Great Path singing around him. It deepened his understanding of martial arts and enhanced his insight into holy power techniques.

He immersed himself in contemplation, savoring the profound sensation—

Crack!

A sharp slap snapped him out of it.

Clutching his backside, he gritted his teeth and watched as Bing Yuyan strutted away triumphantly, her steps deliberately exaggerated. In an instant, she shifted from a goddess-like presence to a teasing temptress.

Zhang Yang clenched his teeth in frustration.

Bing Yuyan glanced back, mischievously swaying her hips, her cheeks tinged with a playful blush before she dashed off.

"I’m going into seclusion. Don’t come bothering me!"

She disappeared deep into the underground chambers of the Green Sparrow Palace, the very place that once belonged to the palace master.

That place contained the essence of the Green Sparrow Palace.

More importantly, it housed remnants of the Path of a Saint and a fragment of the Demon Race Plaza, extracted from the Forbidden Land, holding ancient secrets of sainthood.

With the Realm of Thunder heritage, Bing Yuyan had gained advanced immortal insights. Her rapid growth at the Great Boundless Perfect Stage was astonishing. If she strengthened herself before reaching sainthood, it would greatly benefit her future path, possibly even leading to immortality, hence, she needed to enter seclusion.

Earlier, she had remained outside to protect the Green Sparrow Palace from any Great Boundless threats.

Now, Xue Feishuang and the others had already left.

Only Zhang Yang, the Ironback Blue Bull, and Yuluan, who was still in seclusion, remained.

Additionally, the intelligence leader, Flower Phantom, had gone ahead to investigate the Falling Star Mountain Range.

Zhang Yang had originally planned to return to the Vast Forest, but to his surprise, his half-awakened bloodline had subtly responded to the Falling Star Mountain Range.

This was utterly shocking.

His bloodline was so mysterious that even Chi Zhenyi and Shui Lianyi couldn’t fully comprehend it. Moreover, it had shown disdain for the Thunder Saint Monarch’s immortal path inheritance. For it to react now meant something extraordinary was at play.

Thus, Zhang Yang chose to stay.

Xue Feishuang and the others had returned with numerous valuable resources.

Among them was the Holy Bone Dan Stone, as well as two-thirds of a Holy Beast’s Holy Pill. The remaining third had already been devoured by the Ironback Blue Bull, which was currently refining itself within the Green Sparrow Palace, nearing its complete transformation.

During these three days, in addition to standing guard, Bing Yuyan had continuously assisted the Ironback Blue Bull by harnessing the power of the Green Sparrow Palace.

The former palace master, Li Qingsparrow, had been a demon sparrow. Some residual power within the palace resonated with the Ironback Blue Bull. In just three days, its transformation had reached astonishing heights.

Zhang Yang was in no rush to head to the Falling Star Mountain Range.

The response he felt was subtle and fleeting, he needed more time to sense it clearly.

Flower Phantom had already gone ahead to investigate.

Zhang Yang decided to check on Yuluan and the Ironback Blue Bull’s progress.

Yuluan’s Chi Dragon Royal Bloodline had fully awakened, and after three days in seclusion, she had undergone a tremendous transformation.

Her once-dark hair had turned into a brilliant shade of blue.

Her delicate skin now appeared even more radiant, smooth and flawless, as white as fresh tofu, almost as if a single touch could pierce through it.

Her exquisite figure had also become more enchanting. She had always possessed a naturally slender build, but now, with an increase of three to five inches in height, her proportions had reached a breathtaking golden ratio.

It was as if all impurities had been refined away, leaving her beauty even more striking than before.

Additionally, her delicate yet striking dragon horns were concealed within her sapphire hair, radiating a faint blue glow that added an exotic charm to her already mesmerizing appearance.

What was most astonishing, however, was that Yuluan’s cultivation had surged in one leap to the third stage of the Opening the Sky Realm, catching up to Xue Feishuang’s level. Of course, once Xue Feishuang returned, she would likely advance even more aggressively, as she had yet to fully digest the inheritance of the Soaring Saint, revealing even greater potential.

What was most enviable was that after her bloodline fully awakened, she had spent three days cleansing and refining her Roots and talent. She had also tempered her mind, significantly enhancing her martial arts wisdom. This led to a profound transformation, a true qualitative leap from within.

The most unexpected gain, however, was the awakening of the Silver Dragon Holy Sword. It had unsheathed itself, plunging its blade into the ground and radiating the dazzling brilliance of a holy weapon. Within the sword, a silver dragon roared, absorbing her blood essence and aiding in its refinement. As a holy sword, it not only grew stronger alongside her but also provided Yuluan with additional support in her cultivation.

Zhang Yang felt genuinely happy for Yuluan.

Breaking free from her inner shackles, that was the true path of the unparalleled Dragon Girl Battle God.

He couldn’t help but recall Shui Lianyi’s words, “Long ago, there was a supreme female battle god who scattered her bloodline across the vast world, all to enrich the land and create more invincible opportunities. Through countless eras, some of her descendants rose to prominence, yet after the Eternal Night, they gradually fell into decline. Yuluan has a chance. If her Chi Dragon Royal Bloodline fully awakens and she seizes an immortal path opportunity, she might truly rise again. No matter what, I will secure that immortal path opportunity for you.”

Zhang Yang murmured those words to himself, solidifying his resolve.

Next, he went to check on the Ironback Blue Bull.

The beast lay in deep slumber, its body radiating a soft green glow. If one did not rely on their eyes but instead sensed it with their intuition, it would appear as though an invincible Bull Demon King was resting before them.

The Ironback Blue Bull’s transformation was progressing rapidly. With the Green Sparrow Palace’s lingering power supporting it, it was on the verge of emerging from seclusion.

After ensuring everything was in order, Zhang Yang returned to his chamber, ready to once again comprehend the mysteries unlocked by the Rainfall Flying Saint Tea.

While he entered seclusion, Bing Yuyan reappeared from underground. She emerged like a goddess descending to the mortal world, her radiant figure shimmering with traces of divine light.

Upon returning, she found several corpses lying outside the Green Sparrow Palace, some from Small Boundless, others from Great Boundless. Without a word, she disposed of them before returning underground.

The palace quickly returned to its tranquil state.

Yet Zhang Yang’s seclusion lasted only half a day.

Without warning, the call from his bloodline intensified. The once faint, mysterious summons had become urgent, as though demanding he leave at once.

He had no choice but to set out immediately.

Leaving behind a note for Yuluan, he instructed her to meet him at the Falling Star Mountain Range with the Ironback Blue Bull once her seclusion ended. Then, he rushed toward the underground chamber of the Green Sparrow Palace.

As soon as he entered, the secluding Bing Yuyan stirred awake.

“What’s the matter?” she asked, her tone laced with curiosity.

Zhang Yang said nothing.

He stepped forward, raised his hand, and delivered a firm slap. Watching the tantalizing tremors ripple through her curves, he finally turned and walked away, thoroughly satisfied.

Behind him, the first Great Boundless of the Southern Region blushed fiercely, cursing him under her breath as a shameless scoundrel.

Without hesitation, Zhang Yang sealed the underground chamber, ensuring no one could disturb her seclusion. Then, he activated the protective formations of the Green Sparrow Palace, fortifying it to its strongest state to safeguard both Yuluan and the Ironback Blue Bull.

With everything in place, he departed.

His destination: the Falling Star Mountain Range.