togophonebook Chapter 43 Mutant Python
Chapter 43 Mutant Python
Looking at the body that had already shed most of its shell, a glimmer of hope rekindled in Qin Fang's eyes.
I only offered some encouragement because the other party was quite intelligent.
Unexpectedly, it worked remarkably well!
Beneath a thick, deep yellow fog, the faint outline of a dragon's body was beginning to emerge.
If things continue like this, this spirit python can indeed successfully transform into a dragon!
"There's hope!"
Qin Fang's eyes lit up with joy.
Finding another snake-like spirit beast wouldn't be difficult, but it would not only take time, but would also certainly cost a fortune.
Nothing beats the satisfaction of a single, triumphant success!
...half a day later.
A deep dragon's roar suddenly echoed from within the cave.
Qin Fang looked around at that moment.
The original python's body had now turned into a python's molt left in place, and not far from the python skin, a golden dragon that had shrunk to more than half its original size suddenly appeared.
gold?
No...that's not right.
To put it more vividly, it should be an extremely bright yellow.
After the bloodlines merged, the spirit python transformed into a golden spirit dragon over ten feet in size. Even though it appeared weak and exhausted, it still exuded an extraordinary aura.
Just as Qin Fang was overjoyed...
Suddenly!
The smaller, golden spirit dragon suddenly moved! It burrowed directly into the soil below.
This scene was naturally witnessed by Qin Fang.
Then Qin Fang's lips curled into a smile.
"hehe."
With a light laugh, Qin Fang squeezed the restriction token in his hand.
Even though this beast has undergone some tremendous changes, its soul... is still controlled by this restrictive token.
"ban!"
A sharp shout.
Immediately, a beam of dark light shot out from the token and shone directly onto the ground.
In an instant, a agonizing roar came from underground.
In just a few breaths, Qin Fang saw the golden dragon, which had just disappeared into the ground, reappear in the cave.
Upon seeing this.
Qin Fang not only did not sever the spiritual energy being extracted from his body, but instead increased the speed at which the spiritual energy was being transferred.
"Yingyin..."
The golden beast immediately let out a painful cry, which became even stronger.
Even though Qin Fang didn't understand animal language, he knew perfectly well that the spirit beast that had just successfully transformed into a dragon was begging for mercy from him.
joke……
If the way of beast taming were so easy, and would be met with resistance from spirit beasts, there would probably be no beast taming cultivators in this world, nor would there be any large sects that focus on beast taming.
However, even though the other party kept begging for mercy, Qin Fang did not intend to stop immediately.
Consider this a punishment for his immediate escape!
After a while~
Qin Fang only stopped channeling spiritual energy into the Beast Taming Restriction Plate after the other party had completely lost the strength to struggle.
"Hmph~"
"A small punishment to serve as a warning! If it happens again..."
"But this kind of punishment won't be as easy as it is now."
Qin Fang didn't care whether he understood or not, and snorted coldly.
Having said that, he ignored the state of the little golden dragon and immediately sat down cross-legged on the spot.
As soon as he sat down, Qin Fang lightly patted the storage bag at his waist.
Immediately, a small, pale blue bottle flew out from it...
With a "pop," the stopper was pulled out, and a cloud of blood mist flew out of the bottle, hovering not far in front of Qin Fang's face.
Looking at the cloud of blood mist, Qin Fang's face showed an extremely solemn expression.
After taking a deep breath, Qin Fang slowly closed his eyes and immediately began to mutter incantations.
Not only did he use words, Qin Fang's hands were also busy, constantly making various strange hand gestures, as if he were driving some kind of special magic.
And so… After Qin Fang had been chanting incantations for the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, the blood mist before his eyes finally began to change.
In a flash.
The blood mist split into two, one large and one small.
The small cloud of blood mist instantly collapsed, transforming into a blood bead the size of a thumb, within which some special characters flickered faintly.
Then, in the blink of an eye, this bead of blood, radiating a special spiritual energy, presented an extremely bizarre scene.
The blood droplets seemed to come alive, and began to form various ancient and simple characters in mid-air.
Most of them are now written in languages that are no longer in use.
As more and more crimson characters were written out, the aura emanating from the sky became increasingly strange.
This can be seen from the way the little golden dragon on the other side trembled with fear.
This scene... lasted for a full half hour.
After the last character, shaped like a fishhook, was gradually outlined, Qin Fang slowly opened his eyes, which were now filled with exhaustion.
Clearly, carving these ancient characters consumed a great deal of his energy.
"No wonder the minimum requirement for this method is the Foundation Establishment stage..."
"If a Qi Refining stage cultivator were to force himself to cultivate, he would probably have his divine sense completely exhausted halfway through, and would become an idiot."
Beneath Qin Fang's exhausted expression, there was a hidden excitement.
"Phew~"
Qin Fang took another deep breath, his hands constantly forming hand seals, and even some afterimages appeared.
"go……"
This final incantation seemed to have exhausted almost all of Qin Fang's remaining strength.
Under Qin Fang's finger, the dense blood-red characters in the air above the cave, as if finding an outlet, surged wildly toward the golden dragon!
The golden dragon's trembling body stopped shaking instantly, and it instinctively tried to avoid the terrifying words that it feared.
but……
"To hide is to die!"
Qin Fang's voice, devoid of any emotional fluctuation, came through with utter indifference, causing the golden dragon's figure to freeze.
Not far away, Qin Fang held the restriction token and activated it...
If this beast shows any further thought of resistance or escape, he will immediately strike and kill it without hesitation!
no way……
These blood-red characters may look simple, but they are the essence he has accumulated little by little over the past three years!
Once damaged, the consequences would be unimaginable!
Therefore, any unexpected event is something he absolutely does not want to see.
Of course, a Foundation Establishment cultivator... no, to be precise, a Qi Refining cultivator, actually doesn't have the ability to condense essence blood at all.
Qin Fang had only recently established his foundation, and most of his essence blood was accumulated little by little in Huangfeng Valley during the late stage of Qi Refining using a special condensation method.
Therefore, even after the essence blood leaves the body, it still belongs to Qin Fang in fact. It was only through special means that it was temporarily separated from the body.
If Qin Fang were to lose his essence and blood due to the Golden Dragon, his cultivation level would likely immediately drop back to the Qi Refining stage.
Even worse... his cultivation level would drop to around the third or fourth level of the Qi Refining stage, which was clearly a loss that Qin Fang could not accept.
It seemed that the previous 'punishment' had worked, and even though the little golden dragon was terrified at this moment, it could only stay in place and dare not move an inch.
next moment……
The blood-red markings, as pure and elegant as spring snow, vanished without a trace the moment they touched the golden dragon's body.
Then, with a loud bang!
The dragon, which was about ten feet in size, instantly fell into a coma and collapsed to the ground.
At this point, the first step of the first level of the Nine Dragons Suppressing Meridians Technique is almost complete.
"call……"
Qin Fang breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't understand the meaning of most of those words at all; he could only copy them and barely sketch their shapes.
In retrospect, nothing major seems to have gone wrong.