Zhang Chen smiled upon seeing this: "Prince Pingbian, I have now summoned your soul, and next, your body will belong to me."
"Wait! Why go to such extremes, my young friend? We have no grievances, why not take a step back each? Any conditions can be negotiated! I know there’s a great creation within the Dragon Palace, a bloodline descendant left by the True Dragon of old. Its body contains True Dragon bloodline, and if possessed, one can transform into a Half-Step True Dragon. I now have the True Dragon Fate, and you have the True Dragon Destiny. If we harm each other, it will only end in mutual destruction, and neither of us will get what we want. How about you give me the True Dragon Destiny to help me transform into a True Dragon, and I’ll give you the Half-Step True Dragon’s bloodline, how about it?" Zhang Shicheng’s voice was very earnest, with a hint of urgency in his eyes.
He now realized that he was probably really caught in a mess; this young guy had mastered a strange ability to hook one’s soul out of their body and restrict its freedom. If the other party targeted his body, he’d truly be doomed.
"Hehe, why not give me your True Dragon Fate to help me transform into a True Dragon instead of me giving you the True Dragon Destiny?" Zhang Chen’s voice was filled with mockery.
"If I disperse my fate, I will only face death. But you are different; if you give me the True Dragon Destiny, you can smoothly possess that Dragon Seed and host a new body, thus achieving a perfect solution." Zhang Shicheng said.
"What you say is good, very attractive, but you misjudged one thing, that is, I have a great grudge against your Prince Pingbian’s Mansion. As the ancestor of the Prince Pingbian’s Mansion, I can never agree to your Dragon Transformation." Zhang Chen said with a sly smile.
"You have a grudge against my Prince Pingbian’s Mansion? What kind of hatred can’t be resolved? As long as I, the ancestor, succeed in the Dragon Transformation, I will certainly do justice for you." Zhang Shicheng’s voice was sincere, revealing a faint urgency, he was really anxious now.
At the same time, he secretly cursed Prince Pingbian’s offspring, who had stirred up such an enemy without cleaning up afterward, causing him such big trouble that he might as well not have them.
Zhang Chen sneered coldly upon hearing this and paid no heed to Zhang Shicheng’s words. He wasn’t a three-year-old child to believe such nonsense.
Then Zhang Chen’s soul exited the grayish dimension, and along with Zhang Chen’s soul leaving, Zhang Shicheng’s soul also withdrew from the grayish dimension, returning to the Material World.
However, in Zhang Chen’s perception, Zhang Shicheng’s soul was still bound by him, and the three-day pact remained effective, with Zhang Shicheng’s soul still under his control.
When Zhang Shicheng’s soul returned to the Material World, he was overjoyed and quickly transformed into a stream of light and rushed back into his body, glaring at Zhang Chen: "Young man, you’re dead! Although I don’t know what method you used to trick me just now, now that the ancestral soul is back in the body, I won’t give you another chance..."
But before Zhang Shicheng could finish, Zhang Chen gently pulled on the chain that only he and Zhang Shicheng could see, and Zhang Shicheng’s soul was once again drawn out.
"@#￥%...&"
Feeling frustrated, Zhang Shicheng was rendered speechless, staring blankly at Zhang Chen with embarrassment written all over his face: "Well... ahem... young brother, you see, this is all a misunderstanding. I was just joking with you, don’t take it to heart, let’s discuss a mutually beneficial solution."
Upon hearing Zhang Shicheng’s words, Zhang Chen’s lips curled into a cold smile, and he paid no attention to his soul, directly coming in front of Zhang Shicheng’s body, then examining Zhang Shicheng’s body.
Zhang Shicheng’s body was very tall, reaching as much as three meters, with a dragon tail growing from his back. The dragon tail shimmered with a dark luster, with tiny azure lightning flickering between its scales.
Zhang Shicheng’s claws and limbs had all turned into dragon claws, like those forged of steel, with strange patterns shining on them, as if brewing lightning within.
Zhang Chen examined it for a moment and saw nothing more, shifting his gaze to Zhang Shicheng’s upper body, noticing that his upper half remained humanoid, but covered with tiny scales similar to fish scales.
His cheeks were completely covered with scales, with his pupils glinting with the slit pupils typical of snakes.
"I have now stepped into the tenth level, refining steel bones, unshakable by you. If I were you, I’d choose to negotiate well to maximize our interests." Zhang Shicheng’s soul watched Zhang Chen with eyes filled with an indescribable tension.
He felt that this young man was quite eerie, clearly a mortal with no ’divine’ characteristics, yet he managed to pull out his soul, a method utterly uncanny.
Zhang Chen gazed coldly at Zhang Shicheng, extending his hand to cover Zhang Shicheng’s neck: "Can’t shake your body? Watch closely, Your Highness!"
Zhang Chen sneered, and the next moment, a small mouth appeared in his palm, from which two long fangs emerged, bypassing the protective scales and steel bones, directly piercing into his body.
"Buzz~"
As the sharp fangs pierced Zhang Shicheng’s body, the crystal core within Zhang Chen, seeming like a shark smelling blood or an ancient demon god, awakened with an unspeakable excitement rushing into Zhang Chen’s heart. The crystal core shimmered, emitting an unprecedented gravitational pull, drawing Zhang Shicheng’s blood into Zhang Chen’s body like a pump. The crystal core in Zhang Chen’s body glowed with blood-red runes, as if a storm was being churned within, undergoing an unprecedented transformation.
Blood-red clouds and rain surged within the crystal core, blood-red lightning was bred within, and Zhang Chen’s heart trembled without cease.
"Crack~"
At a certain moment, Zhang Chen’s crystal core shattered within the blood-red lightning, then quickly reassembled, returning to its original form.
Break~ Reassemble~
This cycle repeated thirty-six times until at one moment, after reassembling once more, the crystal core formed a blood cocoon, concealing its transformation from Zhang Chen.
Yet the blood cocoon’s absorption of blood did not cease, but became even more eager. Dragon Blood from Zhang Shicheng’s body was ceaselessly drawn out.
This was the blood of a tenth-level Pseudo Dragon, containing unimaginable essence, qi, spirit, and creation.
"What are you doing!!!"
As Zhang Chen devoured the blood from Zhang Shicheng’s body, Zhang Shicheng could no longer sit still, a look of horror in his eyes.
With the essence blood being drawn from his body, Zhang Shicheng’s Yang God aura began to weaken.
Zhang Shicheng realized something was amiss!
The three treasures of a human’s essence, qi, and spirit are inherently interconnected, with the body representing essence and the soul representing spirit, never a singular entity but a fate-bound community that thrives or declines together.
Now, with Zhang Shicheng’s body losing blood, the Yang God aura was diminishing.
"So, that’s how it is," Zhang Chen noted, watching Zhang Shicheng’s declining Yang God, yet far from stopping, he only quickened his devouring.
After some thirty breaths of consumption, Zhang Chen sensed something off. Normally, with his bloodsucking speed, the opponent should have been drained long ago. So why was there no sign of depletion in the opponent’s body?