23 - A Farewell to Mr. Luo

Return to Homepage Violent Dragon Girl Homepage 》Violent Dragon Girl Information Page 》Violent Dragon Girl Latest Chapter 》 VIP Notification VIP Notification Previous Chapter Save Bookmark Manage Bookshelf Return to Table of Contents Next Chapter “Take a look around and see if anything here looks familiar to you.” Fire Qilin turned to look at Bai Fan. Under his meaningful gaze, Bai Fan glanced around, scanning the area without much focus, failing to notice anything significant; the place was almost entirely made of stone. Bai Fan could only shake her head. Even if something did look familiar, it would only be the dragon that differed slightly from her imagination. Fire Qilin leisurely walked on his four hooves towards one of the pillars, lifted his head to look up, and asked Bai Fan again, “Does this pillar look familiar to you?” Bai Fan followed Fire Qilin’s gaze and looked up at the stone pillar. The higher she looked, the more curious she became. To be honest, this pillar did look familiar to her. “It looks a lot like the dragon pillar I’ve seen before.” “This is indeed a dragon pillar. There are eight of these dragon pillars, each engraved with four divine beasts. They serve to stabilize and protect the realm when placed on the altar.” What Fire Qilin said made no sense to Bai Fan, and these matters didn't seem to concern her at all. “Haven’t you noticed that there are only seven dragon pillars?” He stared at Bai Fan’s face as he spoke. Upon hearing that one was missing, Bai Fan immediately thought of the one in the Secret Scroll Pavilion of the Qingxu Sect. “Lost?” Bai Fan asked knowingly, though she couldn’t fathom why a dragon pillar would be in the Qingxu Sect. “The dragon pillars were taken by the Dragon Clan years ago. Only upon meeting you did I realize that the Dragon Clan might be in grave danger.” As he spoke, Fire Qilin seemed to be reminiscing. Finally, he sighed deeply while looking at Bai Fan and continued, “Do you know why I took you as my disciple?” “I don’t know.” “Did you follow the bloodstains on the stone to find this cave?” Bai Fan recalled the slightly spicy grass and the blood-stained stone. Her heart skipped a beat—is it possible that this blood was left by her master? How many years would that have taken? “Many have followed the bloodstains here, but I ate them all.” As he finished speaking, Fire Qilin's face displayed a sinister smile that sent shivers down Bai Fan's spine. She felt somewhat aggrieved worshipping this master; her curiosity to explore the cave had backfired. “Don’t be afraid. Aside from teaching you, I also need you to do something for me. Once the task is done, you will be free.” “What is it?” Bai Fan felt uneasy. She hated trouble, preferring to avoid it as much as possible. Her master actually wanted her to actively undertake something, which only filled her with a thousand relcutant thoughts. Fire Qilin could see Bai Fan’s reluctance plainly on her face. Her transparency was one reason he chose to take this little snake as his disciple. On Wan Feng Terrace, he had encountered many humans, most of whom had complicated motives, not to mention the intricate sects behind them. Hence, he had never considered taking a disciple until he saw this little snake before him. If this little snake could help him, it would be ideal. Even if she couldn’t, her actions would be a small contribution to the Dragon Clan, though she wasn’t even considered a Jiao Dragon yet. Fire Qilin conjured a red walnut from the void. Its surface was smooth like jade, resembling a toy one might play with. “Take this and bury it beneath the Phoenix Tree in the wilderness.” Seeing the floating red walnut, Bai Fan transformed into her human form, reached out to catch it, and listened with some disbelief. “Is it really that simple? Then I agree.” Bai Fan had thought she would be asked to do some monumental task, but it turned out to be merely burying something. Fire Qilin was secretly pleased at how easily Bai Fan agreed. He then conjured another item that floated into Bai Fan's hand. “This is a Sound Transmission Shell. As long as you are in this world, you can use it to communicate with me.” Bai Fan tightly gripped the Sound Transmission Shell, deeply exhaling. This was like a wireless phone from her past life, but with perfect signal coverage—any tech company from her previous life would have gone crazy for it. The Sound Transmission Shell was sky-blue, with an uneven texture at the opening, small enough to fit perfectly in her palm. Bai Fan held onto it like a precious treasure, unwilling to give it back. “So, when will you teach me how to cultivate?” Bai Fan couldn’t forget the promise Fire Qilin made. She couldn’t just work without getting any benefits. “The reason I brought you here is to start that process. I see that you have already cultivated a human technique, so your meridians are set. Further cultivation with my spirit clan technique would be useless. You must first transform into a Jiao Dragon, then into a true dragon before you can cultivate properly.” With that, he touched Bai Fan's forehead with a hoof. Bai Fan suddenly felt her mind go blank. When she came to, she saw Fire Qilin quietly staring at her. “What just happened?” “It's nothing. I merely checked your Jiao Dragon cultivation method. It’s not perfect and lacks the part after the heavenly tribulation. I’ve helped you complete it.” Bai Fan was stunned and quickly closed her eyes. Soon, she found the Jiao Dragon technique that the black snake had initially left for her. It was a blue light ball, always quietly residing in her mind for easy reference. Now, beside the blue light ball, there was a new red halo. Upon touching the red halo, she felt fragments of information merge, making what once seemed a complete Jiao Dragon method truly complete. Completing the method made Bai Fan realize the two levels beyond transforming into a Jiao Dragon. The first level was where she currently stood, strengthening her body and bones to achieve transformation. The second level involved forming a demon core. Bai Fan had almost formed a demon core when she initially transformed, but her failed transformation and the subsequent Mang Dan devourance meant she lost the core and would have to start from scratch. The demon core was a constant source of demon power. Without it, she had no demon power; it was like having a well for water or only a bucket that once emptied would be gone. Bai Fan was now in this awkward state. Although she had transformed, she had no demon power because her demon core was devoured by the Mang Dan. All she had was a strong body, but no demon power, and her meridians were in shambles, like a sieve. “But transforming into a Jiao Dragon takes many years. Not to mention becoming a true dragon—I don't even know when I’ll be able to cultivate again! Is there no other way?” Seeing Bai Fan's anxiety, Fire Qilin thought for a moment and decided the same. This little demon had a lifespan of only a few hundred years; waiting for her to transform into a Jiao Dragon might be beyond her life's span. The cultivation method he knew wasn’t suitable for her, and he couldn’t help create meridians for her; it was the way of the heavens for demons to be born this way. “There is another way, but it will be painful.” “What way?” “Reverse Cultivation.” “What’s Reverse Cultivation?” Fire Qilin's eyes scrutinized all of Bai Fan’s meridians. Transformation gave the appearance of human limbs, but internally, she had no meridians there. “Popular belief states that cultivation follows the Heavenly Path. Reverse Cultivation, however, defies it. Are you prepared for this?” “If following the Heavenly Path leads to a dead end, why not defy it?” Bai Fan puffed out her chest, clenched her fists, and, with a face flushed red, declared her resolve, surprising even herself. In truth, Bai Fan’s sentiments were honest. Despite their brevity and some evident anxiety afterward, this was a path she couldn’t avoid. “Do you understand the difference between following and defying the path?” “I experienced backward meridian flow during my transformation.” Bai Fan clearly remembered that sensation. Her meridians were like a sieve after surviving the backward flow. Fire Qilin nodded in acknowledgment and then casually found a place to lie down before instructing Bai Fan, “Come over here.” Bai Fan followed, sitting cross-legged. Despite transforming, her body retained its serpentine flexibility, capable of contorting without harm. “Reverse Cultivation isn’t just backward meridian flow. Most cultivators follow the Heavenly Path, facing no tribulations for advancement, ensuring smooth progress. Reverse Cultivators, however, face Heavenly Tribulations with every advancement. Even transforming into a Jiao Dragon counts as Reverse Cultivation.” Fire Qilin glanced at Bai Fan, unsure if she truly understood the hardships ahead. Reverse Cultivation was challenging, and if this little snake lacked determination, she would eventually be obliterated by a Heavenly Tribulation. Hearing about the heavenly tribulation, Bai Fan recalled the time the black snake faced the tribulation when transforming into a Jiao Dragon. The memory of the thunder that struck and burned the large black snake to a crisp was deeply ingrained in her mind. Swallowing hard, Bai Fan nodded resolutely. “I want to cultivate in reverse.” “Very well! I will now connect your meridians.” Fire Qilin then took something out of the void: four long golden whips emitting a faint dragon aura, twisting and writhing in the air like four little dragons soaring. “These are dragon tendons, left behind by the Dragon Clan. Given that the Dragon Clan is now missing, consider these your benefit. The four dragon tendons should be enough to complete your meridians for your cultivation journey.” Chanting softly, Fire Qilin directed the four dragon tendons towards Bai Fan. She watched as the four golden threads entered her body, feeling an immediate surge of vitality. After all, these were dragon tendons, and Bai Fan, being an ordinary demon beast, couldn't help but feel instinctively terrified of something imbued with dragon might. The four dragon tendons began to race through Bai Fan's meridians, heading towards her limbs. The dormant true dragon aura within her body seemed to recognize kin and immediately bonded with the dragon tendons. “It will hurt a lot. Bear with it.” The dragon tendons writhed wildly within Bai Fan’s limbs, discontented with her body. Bai Fan, tortured by the thrashing tendons, grimaced in pain before finally succumbing and reverting to her original form, writhing on the ground and roaring in agony. To her, it felt like the sky was falling and the earth shaking, but to Fire Qilin, it was insignificant. His focus was on connecting the meridians, a task that required immense concentration and magical power to merge something foreign like dragon tendons into Bai Fan’s body. Bai Fan could feel a sudden foreign presence within her body. They were powerful and bullied her existing meridians, as if trying to subdue and dominate them. Bai Fan, however, wasn’t one to surrender easily. Despite lacking ambition, preferring laziness and having no remarkable abilities, surrendering was never an option. She could submit to many things, but she would never kneel. With defiance in her heart, she thought, "It's just four little braids! How could a living being like me fear four inanimate objects?" Her original eight meridians twisted together, fiercely entangling with the four dragon tendons, showing a resolve to fight till the end. After a fierce struggle, Bai Fan was left panting heavily. The four dragon tendons were also exhausted, and seeing the unyielding stance of her eight meridians, they finally surrendered. Outnumbered and outmatched, and with Fire Qilin aiding the integration from the outside, they had no choice but to comply. At last, the four dragon tendons fused with Bai Fan’s meridians. Fire Qilin finally showed a look of approval as he glanced at Bai Fan. Previous Chapter Table of Contents Next Chapter Home Computer Version Bookshelf Complete Novel Collection Popular Novels