Chapter 73

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Chapter 73: The Most Basic Fireball

The little fire dragon completely disregarded this kind of unremarkable trash, only focusing on pawing at various gems and chuckling foolishly. Occasionally, it would vigilantly glance in Wen Yun’s direction, wary of its owner confiscating its treasures.

After counting these toys over and over again, it quietly tugged at Ye Shubai’s hair, half covering its mouth with a chubby claw and whispered, "Put them away for me, Dad."

Even though it could swallow an entire treasure trove with its belly, it still felt uncomfortable.

The little fire dragon’s shout was quite casual.

It thought giving someone a "good person card" was easy, and sword cultivators were not very smart. They would do things just because they were praised as good people.

The little fire dragon immediately decided to start calling sword cultivators "dad" from now on. It knew life would be more comfortable.

Sure enough, after calling Ye Shubai "dad," he collected all the trash into the space bag.

The little fire dragon was satisfied and lay down to rest after a long night of treasure hunting.

But at that moment, Ye Shubai suddenly called out, "Little Hong."

The little fire dragon ignored him, not responding.

So Ye Shubai tried a different name, "Little Dragon."

Only then did the fire dragon wag its tail to acknowledge him.

"Where did you find all these things?"

"I don’t know, stop dreaming, I’ve searched everywhere to the east for thousands of miles until the canyon, there’s no treasure left for you to find."

After all, being a Fire God Dragon, transforming into a huge form and flying thousands of miles at night is not a problem. As for why he always lazes around in Wen Yun’s arms and doesn’t move an inch, it’s because he’s lazy.

Ye Shubai chuckled and didn’t stop there, he asked again, "Did you find this bone in the canyon? Have you found any other bones?"

The little fire dragon didn’t even bother to lift its eyelids. It had accidentally swallowed this thing when swallowing a gem. It wasn’t sure what it was until Ye Shubai mentioned it was a bone, then it reluctantly spat out some saliva in disgust. It had no intention of opening its eyes to look at it.

"I don’t know, if you want to find it, go find it yourself. I’m going to sleep now, bow down, stupid."

Ye Shubai really didn’t ask any more questions. He pressed his slender fingers on the golden thread on the bone, feeling the strange power within. He frowned more and more tightly, then looked ahead at Wen Yun, who was drawing a formation.

If he wasn’t mistaken, the power coming from this golden thread was almost identical to the golden energy on Wen Yun’s body.

Both were a mixture of magic and spiritual power.

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Wen Yun spent two whole days setting up the teleportation array successfully and was about to take a nap before heading back to The Tenth Peak, but she tripped over this bone.

Hearing that it was another pile of trash sent out by the little fire dragon, Wen Yun got interested, peeked at the sleeping dragon, and moved closer to Ye Shubai.

"This type of dragon is excellent at finding treasures, but has common taste. Prepare more fancy gemstones next time, you can exchange real treasures from it."

A faint smile appeared in Ye Shubai’s eyes, he nodded solemnly and replied, "Got it."

Then, he handed the overlooked treasure to Wen Yun.

After Wen Yun received the long bone, she weighed it in her hand and found that the energy inside the wand was similar to the golden ability in her dantian.

Wen Yun’s first thought was that the length and thickness of the bone were just right. Her second thought was to summon a Fireball and test its power by throwing it aside.

Thinking was followed by action.

She casually waved the bone, expecting a fireball the size of a fist this time, but to her surprise, the fireball that came out was as big as a pig!

The temperature inside the cave suddenly increased, a bright red flame flashed and quickly fell towards the edge of the cave where the fire dragon pig was.

Wen Yun’s eyes lit up, this bone was surprisingly effective!

The sleeping little fire dragon jumped up instantly, its meat wings opened behind it, flailing wildly, "Who! Who wants to kill Lord Fire God Dragon and inherit my treasure vault!"

Wen Yun didn’t even look at it, she studied the bone in her hand, calmly stating, "Stop pretending, you are immune to flames, this fire can’t even singe a single hair on you."

"That’s a silly question, which dragon have you seen with hair?"

The little fire dragon angrily opened its mouth to bite, but Wen Yun casually grabbed its wing and lifted it up, rising to her feet and carrying the little fire dragon towards the cave entrance.

She didn’t forget to comfort this little pig in her mouth, "Stop causing trouble, quickly take me to find the place where this bone comes from, be good."

Finally, this word "be good" made the little fire dragon calm down, it grudgingly turned back to its true form, skillfully crawling at Wen Yun’s feet, rolling its eyes, "Come on, hop on."

As Wen Yun’s wand spirit, besides multiplying the power of the wand, the little fire dragon also doubled as a trusted mount.

After all, the wizard is frail, needs to focus when casting spells, so riding a dragon in battle will make it easier, and their fighting strength will increase.

"Others are dragon knights, I am a dragon mage."

This sentence is Wen Yun’s favorite phrase that she has boasted countless times. The little fire dragon considers it an insult to the Dragon race, but still obediently carries Wen Yun as she flies around.

However, the familiar feeling of weight did not appear.

The little fire dragon looked back in confusion, only to see Wen Yun had already used the Sword Control Art. She was gracefully holding a shiny black staff in the air… A real burning stick, not a wand.

This burning stick is not as majestic as being ridden by a dragon!

Seeing this scene, the little fire dragon’s eyes turned red with anger and questioned bitterly, "Why aren’t you riding me anymore?"

Wen Yun, holding the burning stick, looked down at the dragon and asked in confusion, "Didn’t you dislike being ridden by me? You complained that it hurt your back and that it made you look less dignified as the Fire God Dragon."

"If you kneel down and ask me nicely, I might let you ride once more…" The little fire dragon grumbled reluctantly, pretending to be indifferent as it lowered its head to the ground – a gesture of submission in the Dragon race.

However, Wen Yun’s owner was very considerate and cheerfully said, "No need, you are still a young dragon, it’s not good for you to be ridden. It would be a pity if you don’t grow up in the future, so I will handle the stick myself."

After saying that, she waved to Ye Shubai, "Come up quickly, I’ll fly you."

The little fire dragon’s large tail swung quickly in irritation, watching the two of them flying together on a burning stick into the sky, feeling extremely dissatisfied.

Why didn’t she ride it?

Why does she carry Little Bai but not it?

The giant golden-red dragon flapped its huge wings behind its back, creating powerful gusts of wind, causing Wen Yun and Ye Shubai in the sky to sway back and forth.

Feeling content after this event, the little fire dragon happily flew towards the canyon to the east while breathing fire.

Of course, during the flight, it also secretly breathed fire at the burning stick in front a couple of times to show anger.

The dragon’s journey flying through the clouds was extremely long, and it was only at dusk when Wen Yun finally arrived at the canyon where the little fire dragon was waiting.

This place looks deserted, like the edge of the Dark Heaven Secret Realm, where spiritual power has dried up.

The surface of the land only has withered grass growing, even the few short trees have twisted and rugged branches, lacking any beauty of a fairyland, unlike the rich places they had been to before.

Ye Shubai and Wen Yun had never set foot in this place before, unaware of how strong little dragon’s determination to find treasures was to fly this far in one go.

The little dragon folded its meat wings, its magical power flashed, transforming back from a terrifying fire dragon into its previous form of Little Hong the pig.

Impatiently, it shouted, "Finally here, humans are so troublesome."

However, Ye Shubai and Wen Yun remained suspended in the air over the canyon, not descending for a long time.

They gazed at the canyon, its edge smooth, narrow, and extending far, resembling a sword from a distance.

As twilight descended, there was still a faint glimmer of light, but the canyon had already been engulfed by darkness and lost its brilliance.

Ye Shubai was a once-in-a-lifetime genius from the Qingliu Sword Sect, practicing swordsmanship since childhood and mastering every sword technique of the sect.

Wen Yun accompanied him for a hundred years, during which he started practicing swordsmanship from scratch.

After going through some training, both of them mastered the essence of Sword Intent Transformation, thus understanding the origin of the valley ahead.

"From south to north." Wen Yun held a piece of bone in her hand, slowly pressing it down, gesturing along the path of the valley, and whispered, "The mark in this valley is a sword mark, to be precise, a sword mark created by Sword Intent Transformation."

"Moreover, it is the Clear Cloud Sword Technique." Ye Shubai naturally continued analyzing along with her words, his clear and slightly deep voice maintaining a sense of calmness, "It is said that the Clear Cloud Sword Technique was actually improved by Immortal Su Yuan, who was also able to use Sword Intent Transformation in the past."

As the voice fell, the man drew out a bright wooden sword, his fingertips pressed on the hilt, shining like jade, his eyes gazing lightly and distantly at the valley, with spiritual power surging and gathering at the tip of the sword.

The fire suddenly brightened, the phoenix sang clearly, and the small fire dragon lying down below raised its head to look.

A sharp sword qi slashed down, the sword move being the final move of the Clear Cloud Sword Technique. After falling diagonally, it left behind lingering sword qi vibrations. Almost following the direction of the valley, his sword qi was still finer compared to the valley, indicating a gap in cultivation level with Su Yuan.

A cool night breeze blew gently, a strand of the man’s dark hair scattered on his forehead. Ye Shubai’s clear and cold eyes, like autumn water, also paused for a moment, seemingly showing a hint of confusion.

"Senior Su Yuan was here." His voice was deep, carrying a hint of suppression. "He made a bet with someone here and risked his life."

Wen Yun’s throat felt like something was stuck, making it hard to breathe without a dull pain.

She learned the Clear Cloud Sword Technique. Even though her four masters favored Ye Shubai back then and only taught him, Wen Yun seemed lazy on the surface but actually absorbed all of their teachings.

Unlike the Flowing Mist Sword Technique known for its agility, the Clear Cloud Sword Technique was full of deadly moves, especially its final one that almost completely ignored defense. Using this move in a real fight was like risking everything.

A terrible suspicion arose in Wen Yun’s mind.

At the moment of ascension, who was beside Senior Su Yuan?

An immortal.

Was he in a life-and-death struggle with the immortal? Was it because of his shout of "do not ascend"?

So… There’s a problem with the ascension?

Wen Yun’s heart raced, she clenched her fists, and followed Ye Shubai into the canyon for investigation.

Under the shining big moon, the dark red rocks were smooth from the wind and sand. Sometimes pale animal bones could be seen in the valley, but no human bones could be found.

"Little Hong."

Wen Yun called out, and the small fire dragon ran over. It took the pearl from her hand and held it up for light.

"Where did you find these bones?"

The fire dragon noticed that Wen Yun was serious, and not playing around, so it sensibly led her to the place.

In the center of the canyon, it looked just like any other place, with no other bones left behind.

"These bones either belong to Su Yuan or to someone he wanted to kill. I understand the reasoning."

Wen Yun sighed, "But these bones don’t look like they could be from a human. We don’t even know what species they belong to, how can we guess?"

Because the bones don’t look human, they are not Senior Su Yuan’s remains.

The little dragon looked at the bone with its tail wagging, sniffed it carefully, and scratched its head with its short claws, looking a bit puzzled.

Ye Shubai noticed its reaction, and asked softly, "Little Hong, do you know this thing?"

"You may not believe it," Little Hong said confidently this time, flying closer to smell the bone, and said, "I smell the scent of a dragon on this bone."

Then it added, "Of course, the scent on this dragon is not as fresh and lovely as that of our Fire God Dragon, and it has been there for too long, the smell is almost gone, I can’t tell its exact species, but I’m sure it is from the Dragon race."

Ye Shubai first thought of the flying dragon with scales and claws, a creature only existing in ancient folklore, no one in the cultivation world believes in its existence because no one has ever truly seen a dragon.

But the flying dragon and Little Hong are obviously not the same kind of dragon, it probably has never smelled that kind of dragon.

Wen Yun’s first thought was…

"Little Hong, show your true form first."

Little Hong transformed as requested, but Wen Yun held the bone against its body and couldn’t figure out where the bone would fit.

First, because the bone was clearly cut off. Second, Little Hong was too fat, all touch is belly, cannot really feel the bone length.

Wen Yun shook her head at Ye Shubai and said, "Can’t figure it out. But it’s too unbelievable that a dragon appears in the Dark Heaven Secret Realm. Shouldn’t immortals keep dragons as spirit pets?"

Or maybe a Dragon race Master of Magic from the Magic World came to the cultivation world by mistake and fought with Su Yuan?

But this bone clearly carries a golden power, not from the Magic World.

Wen Yun held the bone in her hand and sighed, "Could it be that a dragon like me came from the Magic World to the cultivation world and successfully cultivated spiritual power? I don’t believe it. My family’s dragon can’t even cultivate spiritual power, how could others do it better?"

After all, she still couldn’t believe that dragon bones would appear in the Dark Heaven Secret Realm.

The little fire dragon blushed, but its scales were also red, so the other two couldn’t see.

It could only shout louder, "I didn’t lie to you, this is really a dragon bone. I can smell the dragon scent on it even after a thousand years. I didn’t notice it before because I wasn’t paying attention to it!"

The mighty Fire God Dragon’s abilities were questioned, making Little Hong angry and annoyed.

Especially now that Wen Yun has two new spirits, the old spirits are facing the risk of being eliminated, so she is feeling more anxious to prove herself.

Flames burn on the tail of the baby dragon, the golden-red fire spreading from its tip to its whole body.

Then the whole baby dragon turned into a stream of fire, and rushed straight into that bone!

Wen Yun was too late to stop it.

Everything happened so fast that she didn’t even see the baby dragon’s movements clearly. She instinctively reached out to grab it, but only felt its hot tail tip.

She was shocked, her face turning pale and nearly speechless.

The connection between her spirit sea and the baby dragon’s mark was lost!

This mark is a Master-servant Contract mark, and it can only be removed if one party dies. Wen Yun is still alive and well, so does that mean the baby dragon is gone?!

Ye Shubai quickly caught her falling body, supporting all of her weight.

Wen Yun felt very confused, as if many wizards were chanting spells around her, over and over.

After taking a deep breath, she struggled to speak, "Spirits should not possess others, especially living in someone else’s body, or their soul might disappear… I can’t sense it anymore…"

Dragon bones are a part of other dragons’ bodies.

"The origin of this bone is mysterious, Little Hong just… disappeared as soon as it went in."

Every word she spoke made her chest ache, her throat felt rough and gravelly, making it hard for her to speak more.

She regretted not being gentle enough with the baby dragon, she should have comforted it better just now.

Knowing that it was not very smart and impulsive, she should have agreed with what it said earlier.

It said it was a dragon bone, she should have believed it was a dragon bone.

If there are dragons that look like pigs in this world, then why can’t there be other strange dragons?

What if there really was a dragon practicing magic and spiritual power?

Even daring to come up with a more outrageous guess –

What if the so-called immortal is actually a fat dragon?

Thinking of the heavy red pig that was just lively and cute in front of her, but now disappeared, Wen Yun’s eyes suddenly became extremely sour.

A tear dropped onto her lower eyelashes, ready to fall.

As the tear slid down her cheek towards her chin, a vision suddenly appeared.

The bone in Wen Yun’s hand suddenly burst into flames, the bright golden-red almost burning her eyes, and the connection of the soul mark became clear again.

A clear young voice sounded arrogantly from the flames –

"Look! Stupid magician, I said this is a dragon bone! My piece of bone is too small, so I’ll use this one."

"Look, I have already merged into this not very fancy dragon bone, you don’t need to slowly make a new wand! Though it’s not as good as my own, it’s much better than that Phoenix tree. Come on, what kind of magic wand do you want? I can change its shape for you now!"

Spirits reside in weapons, making them one entity. It’s not difficult to manipulate and change the appearance of a weapon.

For example, Wen Yun’s wand from a previous life changes its shape every two days, all thanks to this fat dragon’s claw pen.

The baby dragon’s body is halfway inside the bone, only poking its head out, occasionally breathing out dragon flames to change the shape of the bone, "How about a star and moon shape? Like what the Lady of Light uses, a favorite among female magicians!"

It is very excited but after a while, it feels unsatisfied and breathes out dragon flames again, "No, this is not fierce enough, how about a skull instead?"

The bone it merged with keeps changing shape under the dragon flames, and the baby dragon enjoys the process.

In the end, it turns the bone into a dragon head magic wand, not a skull dragon head like before, but a silly round head resembling itself.

In the light of the night, the wand faintly glows with flames, seeming to have a golden thread spreading throughout. Since the baby dragon has merged with it, Wen Yun, who has a soul contract with it, can now sense the wand’s presence effortlessly. Even without using it for magic, she can feel the immense power within it.

This power even gives Wen Yun a faint illusion: if she were to cast a forbidden curse with this wand, perhaps she could slay a god.

The baby dragon was very pleased with his creation, feeling proud of himself, "This magic wand is good enough, it captures one-tenth of my dragon bone’s essence, it’s perfect for me."

Wen Yun’s tears were still hanging on her chin, but her eyes were getting colder, almost watching the little dragon act recklessly.

After designing the new Dragon Bone Magic Wand, the baby dragon was ready to crawl back into the wand to sleep, but Wen Yun grabbed its head and pulled it out.

"How come you can enter this dragon bone?"

"Ha, I have the Dragon God Bloodline of the Fire God Dragon…"

Wen Yun coldly interrupted his boasting, "Enough talk."

The baby dragon had to confess obediently with its head hanging down, "It seems like this bone also has the Dragon God Bloodline, that’s why I determined it’s a dragon bone. It’s also because of this reason that I, sharing the same bloodline, can easily inhabit it."

Wen Yun was speechless.

So this little being is so certain this is dragon bone and for this reason!

"Why did our Master-servant Contract just lose connection?"

Hearing Wen Yun’s question, the little dragon suddenly felt proud, lifting its tail high and saying, "Our noble Dragon God bloodline will never be enslaved!"

"Speak dragon language, don’t boast."

The little dragon crossed its front claws over its chest and said slowly, "I, the Fire God Dragon, never boast. My bloodline is of the noble dragon lineage. You foolish humans wouldn’t understand!"

"I have successfully merged with this bone, which means I have integrated its share of the divine dragon bloodline. I am a new me now. The previous Master-servant Contract is no longer valid. It seems there is another bearer of the great Dragon God Bloodline besides me. The revival of the Dragon race seems imminent, and the counterattack against humans is just around the corner…"

Seeing Wen Yun’s unhappy expression, the little dragon quickly changed the subject, wiggling its tail frantically, "Of course, I am loyal and righteous! Look, I quickly renewed the Master-servant Contract voluntarily!"

"If you dare to challenge the great Lord Fire God Dragon again! I will… I will cry to show you!"

Speaking the most pitiful words with the most arrogant tone.

Wen Yun held onto its small wing tightly, not moved by its loyalty at all.

She had no expression on her face, "You look quite pleased with yourself."

Seeing her cry loudly, it still had time to work on wand designs.

The little fire dragon had actually realized that its impulsive behavior had scared Wen Yun to tears, making it feel guilty.

It only wanted to prove its abilities, but the desire to consume after sensing that trace of Dragon God Bloodline… It couldn’t tell Wen Yun.

Dragons ascend by stepping on the bodies of their own kind, and it had the highest-grade bloodline. Its body perished earlier due to conflicts within the Dragon race.

Later, Wen Yun turned its bones into a magic wand, awakening its fading soul, which gradually reformed into a solid form under the nurturing magic.

The little fire dragon, having gone through all this, couldn’t resist the attraction of that trace of Dragon God Bloodline, and its innate desire to ascend in the Dragon race was almost instantly ignited.

However, after consuming the power of that bloodline, what surged in the little fire dragon’s heart was not joy, but unease.

It was somewhat afraid of Wen Yun seeing its greedy appearance just now.

Even though it had met many bad people and done many bad things, it really wanted to be a good dragon in front of her.

It could be a little bit bad, but only a little bit bad for a good dragon.

But this time, it made the owner cry, so it couldn’t be called a good dragon.

The little dragon felt scared, turned its head away, and hesitantly said, "Oh, using the magic wand just now consumed a lot of magic, I’m so tired. It looks like the great Lord Fire God Dragon needs to rest inside the wand, or else it will die…"

The second half of the sentence was blocked.

Ye Shubai, who had been silent all along, took out a Magic Stone and firmly put it into the little dragon’s mouth.

The man’s eyes, under the soft light of the night pearl, appeared cold and distant, like a distant mountain pressing down on the dragon, looking down at it, with none of the previous tenderness, only a stern gaze like looking at a naughty child.

He calmly said, "Go on, eating this will keep you from dying without resting."

The little dragon’s eyes were filled with teary bubbles, still holding onto the Magic Stone in its mouth, then it was unsurprisingly pulled out from the wand, obediently receiving the owner’s loving discipline.

Even worse, the tools that were used to beat the dragon were the new dragon bone wand that it had selected!

Although it had tough skin and didn’t feel any pain, it didn’t stop it from pretending to be pitiful—

"Ying!"

As expected, when it cried out, Wen Yun hesitated and cleverly little fire dragon escaped into the wand.

Wen Yun immediately realized that this one was pretending to be pitiful again!

Unfortunately, this time it hid inside without showing even a tail, making it impossible to pull it out!

The furious Archmage still maintained a cold and stern demeanor, but his teeth were clenched, the wand in his hand raised high, the golden energy in his abdomen surged into the dragon bone wand, and he angrily threw a Fireball towards the sky.

However, the next moment after this magic was released—

A terrifyingly large fireball flew towards the sky, almost turning the darkness above into bright daylight like the scorching sun, the sudden rise in temperature even melting the sand under Wen Yun’s feet, solidifying it into a translucent crystalline state.

"Oh no!"

Wen Yun was caught off guard by the sudden burst of firelight, causing her to close her eyes for a moment. When she opened them again, she silently cursed in her heart.

Holding the dragon bone wand in her hand, she was suddenly filled with confusion about magic like never before.

Ye Shubai, who was not as knowledgeable in magic as Wen Yun, was momentarily taken aback. He humbly asked, "I have never seen this magic before. Is it a new fire magic?"

Wen Yun murmured, "No, you might not believe it when I say it, but this is the most basic… Fireball."