Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor - Chapter 205

Chapter 205: Chapter 203: Three Paintings

“What is this?”

“There’s clearly nothing painted!”

Su Han’s palm continuously danced over the scroll, yet it was entirely different from the giant dragon and phoenix seen before.

Su Han was clearly painting, but in the eyes of the many disciples of the God-Slaying Pavilion, there was nothing, the scroll remained a blank slate.

At last, Su Han suddenly withdrew his hand, the scroll shook, and a buzzing sound emitted, astonishing black rays burst forth from the scroll!

The black rays filled the entire scroll, completely covering the previous snow-white color. At a glance, it looked as though there was a black hole in the void.

Even Shen Li, the highest in Realm among those present, could not discern what it was.

“Who can tell me what the third painting depicts?”

Su Han looked around at everyone, a smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

No one answered, the scene was completely silent.

Su Han was not disappointed, for he knew that with their current Realms, they really couldn’t make it out.

“I ask the Pavilion Master to enlighten us,” Shen Li bowed with cupped fists.

“Then I will tell you, this third painting depicts a starry sky.”

“These three paintings are intended to elevate your Realms.”

Su Han smiled slightly, then pointed to the first painting, saying, “The ancients say, to bring a dragon to life, one must dot its eyes; without the eyes, the dragon remains spiritless.”

The many disciples listened quietly.

“From now on, all disciples of the God-Slaying Pavilion may come to try, and anyone who can dot the eyes of this giant dragon, imparting it with spirit, will reach the Dragon God Realm.”

Su Han then pointed to the second painting: “The same applies for this phoenix, only its Realm is higher; if anyone can paint the Phoenix Crown, their Realm will be the Dragon Emperor Realm!”

“And finally, this painting.”

Su Han pointed to the pitch-black scroll: “I just told you, this painting depicts the starry sky; it contains the sun and the moon, as well as stars. Anyone who can depict a complete star on it will achieve the Dragon Venerate Realm; if they can depict the sun and the moon, then the Dragon Martial Continent can no longer contain them!”

“Thank you, Pavilion Master!!!”

The many disciples of the God-Slaying Pavilion roared to the sky, overwhelmed with excitement.

They had never imagined that Su Han would have a method to enhance their Realms.

Realm, an elusive concept, depends on individual talent.

It’s akin to a person’s fate; if destiny decides someone’s path, then that’s it, it can’t be changed.

Not to mention those Eighth-Rank and Seventh-Rank Sects, even within Super Sects, there’s no method to enhance Realm, at most, they seek extremely rare Holy Medicines to help certain talents increase their gift.

Clearly, such Holy Medicines are extremely rare.

In Super Sects, there are also powerful individuals who often preach, but such preaching still depends on individual talent. If you understand, you have the potential to enhance your Realm; if not, then there’s nothing to be done.

Yet the three paintings Su Han bestowed upon them offered the chance to constantly immerze themselves in the transformation of Realms, to test anytime, a unique opportunity in the entire Dragon Martial Continent!

“Don’t let me down.” Su Han nodded with a light laugh.

“Yes!”

A thunderous roar, once more emanated from the mouths of the God-Slaying Pavilion’s disciples.

“Captains of the Five Divine Guard Corps, follow me.”

As Su Han’s voice fell, he left the Martial Training Field.

…

Ten Thousand Clouds Mountain, the spirit stone vein occupied by the Flowing Snow Sect.

“Snap!”

Disciples from the Flowing Snow Sect continuously whipped the miners with whips in their hands.

The miners’ clothes were almost completely ragged, their bodies bruised, and whip marks appeared on their bodies.

Every lash made them tremble violently.

These people had low cultivation bases, and some even had none, otherwise, they would not have been captured to work as miners.

They simply could not endure such beatings. Now that it was winter, yet their clothes were very thin. Moreover, being injured by the lashings, some had passed out.

However, every time they passed out, they would be whipped back to consciousness.

“Dig faster, it’s a direct order from the Sect Master, you must produce more than two hundred spirit stones a day, fail that, and you can just wait for death!”

A number of Flowing Snow Sect disciples sneered.

“These bastards!”

The miners clenched their teeth in hatred, wishing they were strong enough; even if it meant dying, they would take some Flowing Snow Sect disciples to hell with them.

Enduring such torture here was worse than death itself.

“Two hundred spirit stones, easy for you to say, this spirit stone vein is almost depleted, even if we drive ourselves to the limit, there are not so many spirit stones, what can we do?”

Finally, someone couldn’t help but roar in anger.

“Snap!”

A young Flowing Snow Sect disciple directly lashed out with his whip, hitting the man in the face and immediately raising a scar on his cheek.

“You, a mere laborer, dare to talk back to this young master?”

“Snap, snap, snap!”

The Flowing Snow Sect disciple continued whipping, almost beating the roaring miner to death on the spot.

With no other choice, the miners had to continue digging despite their pain.

“It’s all because of God-Slaying Pavilion, it’s because of their massacre last time that made the Flowing Snow Sect feel threatened, thus they press us like this!” a miner thought bitterly.

He was not wrong. Before Su Han had arrived at this mine, they endured torture, but compared to now, it was like the difference between heaven and hell.

But since Su Han exposed those Flowing Snow Sect disciples, the sect felt a crisis and decided to mine this place rapidly, to prevent any potential issues before they arose.

If the God-Slaying Pavilion really wanted to buy this vein, to avoid tearing their faces off, the Flowing Snow Sect might sell it to the God-Slaying Pavilion, but after their rapid mining, there would be very few spirit stones left, no loss to Flowing Snow Sect.

“But that guy from God-Slaying Pavilion also said he would buy this place, why hasn’t he come yet?”

“Exactly, let’s not even talk about doubling our wages, just stopping this torment would be good enough!”

“Humph, all these sects are the same, cruel and murderous, it’s hateful that we have no cultivation base!”

As the miners discussed, a Flowing Snow Sect disciple, who happened to be passing by, overheard them.

“God-Slaying Pavilion? Hahaha, are you still expecting God-Slaying Pavilion to come to your rescue?”

The disciple laughed loudly: “Let me tell you, don’t dream about it, God-Slaying Pavilion is just a Ninth-Rate Sect, if they really dare to come, they won’t return alive!”

“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!”

At that moment, several figures suddenly dash from afar, moving ghost-like with great speed.

“Who are you?!”

The Flowing Snow Sect disciple was startled, then in the blink of an eye, an old man was standing before him.

The elder smiled slightly, his expression somewhat sinister, “You just said you wanted to make my God-Slaying Pavilion come and go without return, now you don’t recognize who I am?”