Dragon Blood Saint Emperor

”You brought me here just to be the vanguard?” Seeing the group reveal their true intentions, Ye Wushuang’s gaze turned cold. He knew they were plotting something, but being schemed against like this still infuriated him. And there would be consequences.

Moreover, this scheme had come from Murong Ye, the very person who had brought him here. Thinking of this, Ye Wushuang turned to Murong Ye and said coldly, ”I chose to come with you, and yet you plotted against me.”

”What, you regret coming along now?” Murong Ye stepped forward, still wearing that gentle smile. He looked refined and gentlemanly, but in reality, he was a deeply calculating villain.

”A little, yes!”

Ye Wushuang didn’t deny it. He had indeed underestimated the depravity of the human heart and overlooked how well people could disguise their true nature.

But he didn’t feel deep regret.

The resources of the Endless Wilderness could help him break through to the Qi Vortex Realm, or even higher. For the sake of growing stronger, he would have come on his own even if Murong Ye hadn’t brought him.

Facing their encirclement, he didn’t panic or lose his composure. Years of tempering his mind allowed him to quickly calm down and analyze the dangerous situation before him.

Murong Ye was also aware of what Ye Wushuang was thinking. He sneered, ”Don’t even think about escaping. You should know that if you go in, you might have a chance to live. If you try to run, you’ll soon be a corpse.”

”It seems I have no other choice!” Ye Wushuang understood his current predicament. He knew that whether he went in or not, these four wouldn’t let him go today.

All four of them were at the Qi Vortex Fifth Layer or higher. Any one of them had the power to kill him. His only trump card was the Dragon Blood Killing Sword, which might be enough to kill one of them, but not all four at once.

And once he used the Dragon Blood Killing Sword, he would lose his only life-saving tool and be in an even more passive position. Therefore, his only option for now was to stall for time and think of another way.

With this in mind, Ye Wushuang focused his attention on the entrance of the Flood Dragon Cave Mansion. The mouth of the cave was deep and dark, as if a venomous snake lay dormant within, waiting for its prey.

’Looks like I have to go in. Otherwise, the four of them will attack me immediately.’ Ye Wushuang thought to himself. Suddenly, a thought struck him, and a cold smirk formed on his lips.

The four of them were fixated on making him enter the cave as cannon fodder, but they had overlooked one thing: once Ye Wushuang entered the Flood Dragon Cave Mansion, regardless of the danger, he would be the first to reach any treasure inside.

As long as he obtained the treasure within, he would hold the advantage.

’Then, I’ll kill these bastards.’

’Fuck it! I’ll risk it. If this gamble pays off, I might even get some Flood Dragon Treasure Blood to break through to the Qi Vortex Realm. By then, my strength will increase by a huge margin.’

Ye Wushuang was ruthless even with himself. Once he had the strength of the Qi Vortex Realm, he’d have a much better chance at the year-end clan meeting. Thinking this, he wasted no more words and shot forward, his toes tapping across the surface of the Cold Pool as he rushed toward the entrance of the Flood Dragon Cave Mansion.

Watching Ye Wushuang cross the Cold Pool and rush toward the Flood Dragon Cave Mansion on the other side, Zuo Yi sneered and turned to Murong Ye. ”Murong, why did you pick this kid?”

As soon as Zuo Yi finished speaking, Xi Jie gave a mocking smile and replied, ”Have you forgotten that Murong is Elder Anx’s apprentice?”

Hearing this, Murong Ye also smiled. ”This kid killed Anx Jun. My master wants him dead, so I’m just helping out. Making him serve as cannon fodder for us is just a free bonus.”

”So that’s how it is!”

Upon hearing this, the other three men looked at Ye Wushuang, who was nearing the cave entrance, and all revealed cold smirks.

Murong Ye added a reminder, ”When he comes out later, don’t let him escape. My master wants his head.”

”Don’t worry. This kid made me lose face twice. I’ll personally chop off his head.” A vicious light flared in Yunn Dao’s tiger-like eyes. He clenched his fist, and his thick arm seemed to double in size as a cruel smile spread across his face.

Meanwhile, though Ye Wushuang was rushing toward the cave entrance, his hearing was extremely sharp, and he caught every word of their conversation.

’So it was that old bastard Anx Shijie who wants me dead. Once I have the strength, I’ll definitely kill him.’ As Ye Wushuang’s body landed at the cave entrance, he understood everything. A murderous glint shot from his eyes.

He stood at the entrance, let out a heavy breath, and then cautiously stepped inside, sending his powerful Divine Sense probing ahead.

The master of this Flood Dragon Cave Mansion, the Flood Dragon Emperor, had been slain, but in the thousand years since, a powerful Desolate Beast or Demon Beast might have taken over its nest. If he encountered one, it would be a fatal encounter.

This cave wasn’t dark and damp like most. Its ceiling was embedded with stones that glowed with a fiery red light, not only illuminating the passage but also radiating a sweltering heat that kept it dry.

The stranger the environment, the more cautious Ye Wushuang became. He walked along the passage with his nerves stretched taut for about ten minutes. The temperature had risen noticeably, to the point that even he felt a scorching heat.

However, the space ahead opened up. A cavern comparable in size to seven or eight football fields appeared before his eyes.

When Ye Wushuang’s gaze swept over it, he was stunned on the spot.

The space was filled with jagged, strange-looking rocks, all a monotonous fiery red. Droplets of liquid dripped from these rocks, emitting an impossibly dense Spiritual Qi. The Spiritual Qi was so thick it was even liquefying in the air, a shocking sight.

Of course, that wasn’t what truly shocked Ye Wushuang!

At this very moment, Ye Wushuang’s eyes were locked onto a pool in the center of the cavern. Perhaps it couldn’t be called a pool of water, but rather a Spiritual Pool filled with a viscous, fiery red liquid.

Ye Wushuang had read about this fiery red liquid in books. It was the legendary Earth Treasure: Earth-Fire Spirit Milk!

Earth-Fire Spirit Milk was formed from Earth Core Essence after transforming over thousands, even tens of thousands, of years. It was a Treasure of Heaven and Earth comparable to Treasure Medicine, and its effects were even more heaven-defying than those of Eighth and Ninth Grade Spirit Pills.

It wasn’t just a Healing Holy Medicine—a single drop could restore a Martial Artist on the brink of death from grievous injuries—it also had many other miraculous effects, such as strengthening one’s Divine Sense, increasing Cultivation, and transforming one’s constitution.

Even a single drop would drive a Spiritual Spring Realm expert mad with desire.

And now, before Ye Wushuang’s very eyes, was a pool of this treasure half the size of a football field. It was all Earth Core Spirit Milk. Even a Yin Yang Realm expert would likely go mad with greed at the sight.

’I’ve struck it rich!’

Ye Wushuang was ecstatic. With all this Earth-Fire Spirit Milk, his Cultivation would soar, and he’d be able to deal with enemies like Yuan Chong.

Thinking of this, he quickened his pace and walked over.

SPLASH!

However, the calm Spiritual Pool suddenly began to churn. A crimson-scaled behemoth suddenly rolled over within it, let out a heavy snore, and then sank back into the pool. Columns of Earth Core Spirit Milk shot into the air like geysers before crashing down, splashing everywhere.

Ye Wushuang’s steps froze in an instant, the ecstatic smile stiffening on his face.

’Fuck! It’s a Red-Scaled Fire Flood Dragon!’

Ye Wushuang’s eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. A Demon Beast was sleeping in the Spiritual Pool! Although it was just a fleeting glimpse, he was certain: it was the Third-Level Demon Beast, the Red-Scaled Fire Flood Dragon!