Chapter 48
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Chapter 48: Watching Closely
Yuluan took Zhang Yang’s bloodline seriously and warned him with great gravity.
“If your bloodline awakens, it belongs to me and Sister alone. You mustn’t let anyone else use it—especially other women. Do you understand? If you do, I’ll beat you to death.”
She waved her fist at him before snatching the small porcelain bottle and entering the Snow Palace.
Bang!
The doors slammed shut, leaving Zhang Yang locked outside.
“What is Sister doing?”
Curiosity stirred within him.
Before long, Yuluan returned, still holding the small porcelain bottle with the saint’s blood inside.
“Sister said to use half and give the rest to me,” Yuluan explained. “Also, listen carefully—with this blood, she will emerge from seclusion in about ten days. She is expected to make rapid progress in the Ascending to Heaven Realm. By then, she will surely fight alongside you.”
Zhang Yang blinked. “Fight alongside?”
“Stop daydreaming. You wouldn’t guess it. Anyway, your Sister is willing to endure anything for you,” Yuluan said, tugging at his sleeve. “Come, protect me while I use this saint’s blood to undergo a transformation.”
Her residence was next door, also part of the Snow Palace.
The doors and windows were sealed, isolating her from the outside world. The forbidden laws activated.
Yuluan opened the small porcelain bottle, and a lightly pleasant fragrance filled the air—it was truly soothing.
“I’m not as strong as your Sister, so you need to watch me carefully. If I make a mistake, I’ll definitely bruise you,” she warned.
Then, tilting her head back, she poured the saint’s blood into her mouth, tossed the small porcelain bottle aside, and sat cross-legged, her palms facing up.
Zhang Yang cautiously moved closer to observe.
Suddenly, a thunderous roar erupted from within Yuluan, like a storm breaking loose.
Her bones crackled, sounding like popping beans.
He couldn’t see the internal changes, but from the outside, her already fair skin began to glow fiercely, and the radiance only intensified. Eventually, she appeared to transform into a blazing sun, illuminating every corner of the room.
Zhang Yang observed carefully. Even her long black hair was undergoing a transformation—impurities were expelled and evaporated, revealing glossy, dark strands now sprinkled with a glimmering starlight-like sheen.
If even her hair had changed so remarkably, how extraordinary would the rest of her transformation be?
This was truly an astonishing baptism.
If the Blood Spirit Flowers had altered her bloodline, then this moment marked an all-encompassing elevation, a complete metamorphosis from the inside out.
Even Yuluan’s aura began to surge; the elemental energy in her dantian expanded wildly, as if going mad. The Vast Forest’s environment outside prevented it from manifesting externally, but Zhang Yang’s keen senses allowed him to detect that Yuluan was breaking through her realm, advancing one small stage with every breath.
Her rapidly accelerating breathing was even more astonishing.
The air escaping her nostrils resembled white rays, extending over a meter long, as if she could form an air sword if she concentrated.
Zhang Yang felt immense joy for Yuluan.
He knew that from this moment forward, Yuluan would no longer be just another cultivator—she would rise as a new star within the Great Xia Empire, and perhaps even throughout the entire Southern Region.
However, Yuluan’s special state did not last long. The radiant light gradually dimmed.
Then, just as the glow faded completely, a stunning scene unfolded—one that left Zhang Yang speechless.
Yuluan’s clothes had turned to ash, leaving her completely exposed before him.
Zhang Yang’s face flushed red, and he instinctively wanted to turn away.
“Wait… Yuluan said to watch closely. I need to observe carefully.”
Resolving himself, he focused intently, determined not to miss any potential issues in her transformation. He even funneled his energy into his eyes, carefully inspecting Yuluan’s entire being to ensure no irregularities had occurred during her training.
“Hu…”
Finally, Yuluan exhaled deeply, releasing a long breath of turbid air.
Her eyebrows twitched slightly, and then she slowly opened her eyes.
In the silent room, it felt as if a bolt of lightning had struck.
Her transformation was utterly complete.
A delicate smile spread across her rosy lips—only for her expression to shift into sudden shock. She shivered, sensing an unusual chill. Looking down, she realized the cause, and her face immediately turned bright red. In a flurry of panic, she grabbed clothes from her storage bag and quickly put them on.
“Yuluan can actually blush?” Zhang Yang mused, astonished.
Still flustered, Yuluan glared at him. “You little brat! Turn around, now!”
Zhang Yang simply responded with an “Oh” and slowly turned away.
Yuluan hurriedly dressed, but her face remained hot.
Accustomed to asserting dominance over Zhang Yang, she huffed, attempting to regain her confidence. Placing her hands on her hips, she suddenly turned back and shouted:
“Zhang Yang!”
Zhang Yang met her gaze, his eyes drifting downward, before remarking: “Yuluan, who would have thought you had this side to you?”
Yuluan’s face burned even redder.
“I was just thinking about the beautiful scene from earlier,” Zhang Yang said seriously.
A grinding sound came from Yuluan’s clenched silver teeth—she was ready to hit him.
Before she could strike, Zhang Yang spoke again. “Yuluan, also—”
“You pervert! Do you want to die?!”
Unable to take it anymore, Yuluan swung her fist at him, chasing him out and slamming the door shut.
Leaning against the door, she slowly slid down to the floor, still feeling both shy and furious. Yet, for some reason, she eventually burst into quiet laughter.
The following days passed uneventfully.
Zhang Yang planned to visit Xue Feishuang while Yuluan was still feeling embarrassed. However, before he could leave, Yuluan blocked his way, preventing his escape.
With nothing better to do, he decided to wait for a thunderstorm.
He had a goal—on a stormy day, he would push through to Level Seven of the Returning to Origin Realm, fully surpassing others and dominating the weak within the Vast Forest.
Even though cultivators outside the Vast Forest could reach the Great Boundless Rank, inside this unique environment, they would only be at Level Six of the Returning to Origin Realm. Just the thought of overpowering them thrilled Zhang Yang.
He had always challenged opponents stronger than himself—but for once, he would be the overwhelming force.
Eagerly anticipating that moment, he went to consult Li Kunhai, Palace Master of the Howling Wolf Palace, about the arrival of the rainy season in the Vast Forest.
Li Kunhai informed him that the rainy season was imminent, but whether it would bring thunderstorms was uncertain.
Determined, Zhang Yang began climbing to the top of Howling Wolf Palace every day, waiting for the first storm to arrive.
Finally, after what felt like an endless wait, rain fell on the fourth day.
However, it was only rain—without thunder.
He still had to wait.
Three days later, Lang Xiaotian emerged from seclusion.
The leader of the Wolf King Guard Squad had successfully obtained the Earth True Spirit and fused it with his mastery of the Earth Divine Wolf Technique. As a result, his power surged dramatically, greatly enhancing his combat ability.
Zhang Yang watched in envy, staring up at the sky, speechless.
A day later, a beastly roar echoed through the heavens as the Golden Ape King emerged. He had broken through to the fourth level of the Demon Beast Realm, a stage equivalent to the Touching Heaven Realm in humans. With support from the Small Tree King, he had undergone an incredible transformation, one nearly as potent as half a drop of saint’s blood. Now exuding a truly formidable aura, he was finally worthy of the title Golden Ape King.
Two days later, Yuluan officially emerged from her seclusion. Her retreat had been about refining, fully absorbing, and mastering the power of half a drop of saint’s blood—an arduous process. But after this period of assimilation, she felt she had perfected its application. Her powers had stabilized, making her appear like a celestial being—elegant and ethereal, with hair like a waterfall. However, when her gaze turned cold, everyone still trembled, for she remained that fierce warrior at heart.
Zhang Yang watched, feeling even more envious.
Everyone else had emerged stronger, yet he still had to endure the agonizing wait.
Then, one morning, dawn broke under a gloomy sky, and distant thunder rumbled across the heavens.
Zhang Yang dashed to the top of Howling Wolf Palace, laughing wildly.
"Finally, it’s my turn!"
