Chapter 713

Chapter 713: Dragon Soul Grass

While Mo Qianxun was troubled, Fang Lie calmly took out the Heavenly Dao Turtle. He hadn’t forgotten his main purpose for coming here—the Dragon Soul Grass that could vastly enhance his strength.

This treasured item truly lived up to its reputation. Fang Lie’s three hundred clones had scoured nearly every corner of the Dragon Tomb but found no trace—not a blade of grass, nor even a single strand of hair.

Left with no alternative, Fang Lie decided to test his luck with the turtle. He had already performed the refining ritual on the Heavenly Dao Turtle and tested it several times during lulls in the Sea Demon Disaster, each trial leaving him pleasantly astonished.

Now, Fang Lie placed his hopes on it once more. Cradling the Heavenly Dao Turtle carefully, he communicated through his divine sense, projecting an image of the Dragon Soul Grass’s shadow.

The grass’s appearance came from an ancient botanical compendium given by Old Bird—a relic predating even the Mo Ancestor, said to be among the precious treasures brought from the Immortal Realm. Only mythical seeds from legends contained records of the Dragon Soul Grass’s true form. In this world, the only possible location for its growth was here, yet none had ever entered to confirm its existence or appearance.

But soon Fang Lie received confirmation—the Heavenly Dao Turtle projected an image of a tiny plant within the Dragon Tomb. Unlike Fang Lie’s shadowy approximation, this showed the actual specimen.

Overjoyed, Fang Lie raced toward the location indicated by the turtle’s hazy guidance. After half an hour’s sprint, he arrived at a towering sand dune’s leeward side. There stood a translucent plant barely an inch tall, its thousand writhing filaments resembling miniature dragons with raised horns—the legendary Dragon Soul Grass!

When dragon souls dissipated after death, this grass drew them into its fibers. Each silken strand here contained a dragon soul. A Dragon Clan legend claimed that fully matured souls in the grass could regenerate their original forms, return to their corpses for rebirth, and reset their Lifespan—though Old Bird admitted uncertainty about this tale.

Fang Lie didn’t dwell on myths. After marveling briefly, he immediately crouched and devoured the grass whole, even swallowing some surrounding sand to ensure nothing was missed.

The Dragon Soul Grass was purity incarnate—any contact caused instant dissolution. Even sacred jade counted as filth before it, making collection or transplantation impossible. Immediate oral consumption was mandatory.

As the grass dissolved in his mouth, Fang Lie felt torrential Spiritual Energy flood his body. He swiftly summoned his altar to begin cultivation, while his three hundred clones formed protective perimeters.

A massive energy vortex crowned Fang Lie’s head, shimmering with phantom dragons roaring their fury. Within his Qi Sea, violent currents of Spiritual Energy erupted from unknown sources, churning the once-stable space.

His Qi Sea’s boundaries—previously hardened into an unyielding bottleneck—now ruptured like paper under the energy deluge, rapidly expanding outward. Meanwhile, the grass’s overwhelming power shattered his meridians, overwhelming even his semi-perfected Dao Body.

Any ordinary cultivator would have perished, but Fang Lie’s Healing Art activated instantly. As Spiritual Veins regenerated visibly, Dao Patterns from his Magic energy fused into the meridians, reinforcing them with enhanced resilience and alignment to Fire, Metal, and Wood energies of the Five Elements power.

Cycling through destruction and regeneration, Fang Lie endured excruciating pain that drenched him in sweat—yet the tremendous benefits made every agonizing moment worthwhile.

In the blink of an eye, over a month passed. Fang Lie finally completed absorbing the Dragon Soul Grass. When he examined his Qi Sea, it now spanned eighty thousand li—a full seventeen thousand li expansion from his previous sixty-five thousand li range. This outer layer growth effectively doubled his total Magic reserves!

Moreover, this wasn’t the end. Though ninety percent of the Dragon Soul Grass’s power had dissipated, residual energy lingered in Fang Lie’s body. This remnant would gradually integrate during future cultivation, ensuring his cultivation speed would skyrocket for at least a year—comparable to daily consumption of ninth-rank spirit pills.

Notably, this particular Dragon Soul Grass contained souls from the Sea Dragon Clan, natural water element masters with unparalleled affinity. After absorbing these dragon souls, Fang Lie gained similarly formidable water element affinity.

While his three Innate Nascent Fetuses granted decent fire, metal, and wood affinities through his partial Dao Body completion, these couldn’t compare to his newfound water element capabilities.

Using equal Magic, Fang Lie’s fire, metal, and wood Dao magic now tripled earth element spell potency—showcasing his Dao Body’s partial completion. Yet his water element spells surpassed even these by another threefold margin, revealing extraordinary water talent.

Though still inferior to Mo Lanyun’s water-element spiritual roots, his current aptitude now matched ordinary high-grade spiritual roots for water.

Discovering these bodily changes, Fang Lie stretched his month-stillened limbs excitedly. Opening his eyes, he spotted four Great Demons watching from afar, their approach blocked by his clones.

With a casual wave, Fang Lie recalled his clones. "Why are you all here?" he asked cheerfully.

The demons rushed forward. "How could we ignore such commotion?" Huangxu exclaimed. Huangchun pressed urgently, "The Thousand Dragon Roar Phenomenon—you ate Dragon Soul Grass, didn’t you?"

"Thousand Dragon Roar?" Fang Lie tilted his head.

"Over a thousand dragon Shadows roared above you," Huangxu explained. "Bound to the Grass with fading vitality, they vented fury through screams when you destroyed their last hope." The demon leaned closer. "You found it, yes?"

"Seems so." Fang Lie shrugged. Denying the obvious Phenomenon proved pointless.

"Blasted luck!" Huangxu groaned. "My ancestors searched secretly during dragon corpse deliveries—never found any!"

"We looked too," Huangchun lamented. "Wasted on human! Give to Sea Demon Tribes and we’d purify bloodlines into pure Sea Dragons!"

Their claims held truth. Unlike Sea Demon Kings who could transform into Divine Beast Sea Dragons through the Grass, Fang Lie only absorbed Spiritual Energy and water element divine patterns. Even ninth-rank Sea Dragons could dominate oceans, potentially ruling all Sea Demon Tribes.

Fang Lie merely chuckled at their envy.

Huangxu changed tactics urgently. "Young Master Fang, teleportation window closes soon. Miss it, and we’re trapped here for Hundred Years!"

"Can’t survive that long!" Huangchun added.

Observing their enhanced auras—both nearing Tenth-Rank breakthrough—Fang Lie smiled. "Go ahead then. We part ways here."