Chapter 10: The First Transformation of the Divine Dragon (Vote Request)

  Just like some rare magical spells, all King-class and above Dou Qi Decisions can only be passed down. What is meant by passing down is that the Dou Qi energy condenses into text, carried and engraved on a special magical paper, once the cultivator starts cultivating, the book will turn to ashes.

  To pass on the Dou Qi Jue, at least half of one's own Dou Qi energy is required. Therefore, high-level practitioners who cultivate Wang Pin or higher Dou Qi Jue will only use this method to pass it down when their lifespan has been exhausted or when their life is in imminent danger.

  It can be imagined how precious the Dou Qi above Wang Pin is.

  When the sky pulled down its black curtain, Yao, who was in a trance, suddenly opened her eyes and stared at Qi Bei in shock.

  At this time, Qi Bei's messy blond hair was dancing in the windless air, surrounded by a thick aura of Dou Qi energy.

  Generally speaking, ordinary warriors with mediocre talent need ten days to sense the aura energy, while even the most talented warriors among them need three to five days.

  And in just a short time, he has cultivated for how long? Three hours? Four hours? Yet he has attracted such dense Dou Qi energy.

  Zi Bei never thought that his initial cultivation of the Crazy Dragon Fist would have such an effect.

  He only felt that when he was practicing the Crazy Dragon Fist, the faint golden internal energy in his dantian churned like boiling water, and then he felt a constant flow of fist energy surging towards him.

  At first, Zhi Bei felt very comfortable, but later he felt a bit scorching.

  This heat isn't the kind from ordinary flames, it's hard to describe the feeling, just that something feels off.

  Zi Bei wanted to stop cultivating, but the violent surge of internal energy in his dantian made it impossible for him to stop.

  That suffocating heat was getting stronger and stronger, he felt as if his blood was boiling, and his whole body seemed to be melting.

  "Blazing Fire of Extreme Yang!" Suddenly, this phrase emerged in Qi Bei's mind. He had no idea that the Blazing Fire of Extreme Yang would arrive so quickly.

  Originally, at Qi Bei's cultivation speed, it was unlikely that he would produce the Extreme Yang Flame in such a short period of time.

  Before, he hugged Yao every day to use his internal force to dispel the cold, and later he felt that his internal force had increased greatly. In fact, this was not just because of the effect caused by excessive consumption of internal force, but mainly due to the effect brought about by Yao's extremely high-quality yuan yin body.

  It's just like a person who is extremely hungry sees abundant food, he holds onto the food to bring brief satisfaction, but if he is delayed from enjoying it, it will surely drive him crazy.

  The bewitching beauty gave Qi Bei's Crazy Dragon Fighting Spirit a Yang Decision, which also contained a hint of dragon intent that ignited his inner strength to the point of boiling over, like the last straw that broke the camel's back, completely igniting the extreme yang fire within his body.

  Yao suddenly found that Qi Bei was a bit off, his skin all over his body was as red as blood, and the clothes on him were actually emitting a sizzling smoke, the temperature in the entire cave had risen sharply.

  "Could it be that he can't withstand so much aura energy? Causing the aura to collide inside his body. Or is it that the martial arts he practices are incompatible with the aura?" Yao thought anxiously, her original good intentions had unexpectedly put him in harm's way.

  Yan Jian's clothes on his body turned into ashes and fell off, and Yao Yao finally couldn't sit still and walked towards him.

  Yao Ya took out a crystal core with cold attributes and directly placed it on Qi Bei's body.

  It seemed to have some effect, and Zhibei's body, which had been as red as fire, faded a bit.

  Qī Běi opened his eyes, and in the black pupils, two golden flames were dancing. He stared at Yāo Wēi, just like a wild beast that had been starving for ten days and had found food.

  "Qī Běi, how are you?" Yao Wei's heart was filled with fear, Qi Bei's gaze was terrifying.

  A golden flame flickered in Zhi Bei's pupils for a moment, and his mouth twitched as he rasped out: "Leave quickly, don't... bother with me..."

  Yao Ya gritted her teeth and pulled out a jade box from the spatial ring, but before she could open it, Qi Bei let out a low growl and pounced on her like a wild beast, frantically tearing at her clothes.

  "Qī Běi, get out of here!" Yāo Jiào shouted loudly, desperately trying to push Qī Běi away.

  However, at this time, Yao's magic was exhausted, and she couldn't push away Qi Bei who had fallen into madness.

  After struggling for a while, Yao did not resist anymore, she knew that resisting again would be futile.

  His lower body as hard as iron was thrusting wildly but couldn't find the entrance, causing the mad look on his face to intensify.

  Yao closed her eyes, and flashes of the two people's interactions appeared in her mind. She let out a sigh in her heart and opened her jade-like legs accordingly.

  If it's fate, she is willing to come and bear it.

  A sharp pain like a tearing sensation in her lower body, Yu Yao let out a low hum, and two lines of clear tears slid down from the corners of her eyes.

  A girl's first love, cherished like her life, was lost on this young man, or rather, he should be called a man now.

  Yao Ying endured the brutal impact of Qi Bei, her teeth biting her lower lip, and a thread of fresh blood seeped out.

  At some point, a scorching air current entered Yāo's body from between the two of them.

  After wandering around in a circle, it suddenly transformed into an even thicker warm air current and returned to Qi Bei's body.

  The fiery red color all over Ziqi's body began to recede, and his movements also gradually became gentle.

  The physical pain on her body also disappeared in that warm airflow circulation, and the unfamiliar pleasure came wave after wave.

  Rising and falling, like a boat drifting on the sea, with the waves gradually moving away.

  The two of them fell fast asleep, neither of them noticing that the sky was already getting light. The cold poison that had been supposed to take effect at midnight did not act up again.

  Of course, they also didn't notice that Qi Bei's two hands were suddenly covered with dense golden scales and sharp claws gleaming with a cold light.

  It has to be said that when it comes to relationships, women recover much faster than men.

  When Yaoyao woke up, she found that her magic had recovered and was even stronger than before.

  With a wave of her hand, a gust of cold wind gathered, condensing the water molecules in the air into ice.

  Her lovely face was reflected in the ice, with a rosy complexion and eyes that still held the lingering charm of spring, so charming that it made all the flowers feel ashamed.

  Indeed, apart from the discomfort in her lower body, her spirit and energy had reached a peak.

  The demoness stretched out her hand and stroked the icy mirror, and the icy mirror immediately turned into a wisp of water vapor that dissipated.

  She took out a robe to cover the naked Qi Bei, then knelt down beside him. Qi Bei slept soundly, with a thread of sparkling saliva hanging from the corner of his mouth, like a child.

  She flashed a hint of a smile, stretched out her jade hand and gently stroked his face before quickly withdrawing it as if she had been electrocuted.

  "My little man, I'll wait for you to grow up!" Yāo said softly. What she meant by "growing up" wasn't about age, but about becoming stronger in power. As a proud magician's woman, her man would never be weak, otherwise, even if she compromised, the sect wouldn't follow her wishes.

  The enchantress rose to her feet, waved her hand and left a few lines of writing on the wall of the cave, then vanished into the depths of the cave.