Chapter 573: Chapter 154: Thief! This is a thief!_2
Additionally, among these soldiers, the highest cultivation level is only at Foundation Establishment Level, without any Golden Core.
And there is also no specialized Foundation Establishment Cultivator like Ning Zhuo, their strength is not sufficient.
Therefore, the symbols of these soldiers have always been the body hair of apes, growing externally, not a core part of the Three Generals Camp’s lifespan, dispensable.
“But Ning Zhuo has reached the Golden Core Level, and has become the son-in-law of the Upper General Mansion, a son of the great Ning Family, and even the Military Adviser of the Three Generals Camp, how come his lifespan is unseen?!”
“Where did it go?”
“Where is it?”
“Come out! Come out!!”
The older Demon Cultivator grew more terrified the less he could see, his expression increasingly ferocious.
His originally massive body, like a deflated balloon, rapidly shrunk!
His lifespan was continuously diminishing!
The bloody eyeballs on his forehead slightly bulged even more, as if about to burst the eye sockets, blood and a foul-smelling sticky yellow fluid mixed together, constantly seeping out from the edges of his eyes.
The intense pain of body and mind began torturing the old Demon Cultivator, adding much agony to his angry face.
Paying such a hefty price, he finally gained something.
He saw it!
Vaguely, he saw a shadow shaped like a left-arm.
The shadow was not fixed, freely moving inside the ape’s body.
It occasionally swung to the blood lungs, lightly scooping up countless blood strands, gathering them in hand and clenching into a fist, then spreading the palm, by which time the hand was empty.
Sometimes it reached the black kidneys, gently hooking, and induced a large amount of tide. The arm shadow was like a bottomless pit, the tide disappeared into the arm, without a sound.
And when it arrived near the yellow heart, the monkey face on the heart let out a shrill scream agitatedly. But this did not stop the arm shadow from grasping.
The left hand opened wide, grabbed, and extracted a large amount of profound energy from the earthy yellow heart. The profound energy was quickly absorbed by the arm, significantly weakening the monkey’s shrieking.
Seeing this scene, the old Demon Cultivator was dumbfounded, rage erupted, and he roared in his heart: “Thief! This is a thief!!”
“So that’s how it is, so that’s how it is!!”
“No wonder Little Six failed, in the end, Ning Zhuo became Mu Lan’s husband.”
“Ning Zhuo, this thief, is stealing Little Six’s lifespan!”
“How preposterous, absolutely preposterous!”
“He must be eradicated!!”
Never before had the old Demon Cultivator’s murderous intent been so fierce, so turbulent.
He never hated someone so deeply before!
“Ning Zhuo!”
“You are the chief culprit of Little Six’s failure, eradication, you must be erad…”
The old Demon Cultivator’s roar abruptly ceased.
In reality, he had shrunk from a small giant into a dwarf.
Then, this dwarf was decrepit all over, pale as paper.
A gust of wind blew.
The dwarf turned into a puff of smoke, dissipating with the wind.
When the old Demon Cultivator condensed again, the day had turned into night.
“The Smoky Mist Escape Divine Skill was triggered again.”
“But all this is worth it.”
“I have seen the truth clearly, it’s time to set up the altar and enact the Great Spell of Qi Stealing and Life Returning!”
The old Demon Cultivator’s face was full of ferociousness.
“Let’s see you, thief, steal Little Six’s lifespan!”
“Within just seven days and nights, I will curse you to death, attaching your lifespan and fate to Little Six’s body, boosting his lifespan powerfully for at least seven years!”
Full of rage and hatred, the old Demon Cultivator said and did, immediately leaving Canglin Immortal City and flew to a remote mountaintop, setting up an Illusion Array before he started the altar and ritual.
Meanwhile, Ning Zhuo was currently driving the Ten-Thousand-Li Travelling Dragon, traversing a segment of the void, and arrived in a certain valley, starting to repair this Mechanical Dragon.
The Ten-Thousand-Li Travelling Dragon was severely damaged externally, especially its Dragon Scale armor part, with extensive cracks and damage.
Ning Zhuo stood shoulder to shoulder with Sun Lingtong.
The latter looked at the widespread damage, furrowing her brows.
Whereas the former had a pained expression on his face.
Ning Zhuo’s love for Mechanical Artifacts was from the bottom of his heart.
At this moment, his emotions were complex.
Worried yet excited.
Worried about whether he could repair the Ten-Thousand-Li Travelling Dragon, and excited that he could personally lead this repair, which was bound to be a wonderful experience.
Sun Lingtong used his Divine Sense to probe, his brows knitting tighter.
He sighed in his heart: “Difficult, difficult, difficult!”
“Without a doubt, repairing the outer shell of the Ten-Thousand-Li Travelling Dragon is a monumental task. It requires not only precise materials but also extremely sophisticated Artifact Refining techniques. Especially, ensuring that its armor regains its original hardness and flexibility to handle future adverse situations.”
“Then, we will engage in a great battle, and it’s very likely that we will again face the pursuit and bombardment of Nascent Soul powerhouses from the Six Cave Sect. We cannot afford a repeat of the last defeat.”
Thinking of this, Sun Lingtong turned his gaze toward Ning Zhuo: “Little Zhuo, I will assist you. Just tell me what to do!”
Ning Zhuo nodded, his Divine Sense continuously scanning the Mechanical Dragon, meticulously inspecting every crack and damage.
The outer armor of the Ten-Thousand-Li Travelling Dragon was severely damaged, and in some places, the inner armor was also missing. This was particularly evident towards the rear half of the dragon’s body.
“The Ten-Thousand-Li Travelling Dragon was crafted by the Lava Fairy Palace, and even the Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit knows only the operations, not the underlying principles.”
“I am also unable to discern how these Dragon Scale Armor plates were made.”
Although Ning Zhuo’s Five Elements Realm was profound, and his prowess in Artifact Refining was considerable among his peers, the Ten-Thousand-Li Travelling Dragon was of Nascent Soul Level and originated from Lava Fairy Palace, which was beyond his ability.
Thus, analyzing the original Dragon Scale Armor plates had exceeded his capabilities in this field.
“But this does not hinder me from repairing the inner armor, outer armor.”
If personal strength is lacking, compensate with external resources.
With high-quality Treasure materials piled up, even bricks could achieve significant results, breaking the situation by force!
“However…” Ning Zhuo hesitated.
He had previously made a large purchase of Treasure materials from Jin Li.
Based on the materials he had, there were two options.
One was to use Dragon Scale Iron combined with Dragon Soul Grass for an amalgamation.
The other was to use Spotted Star Tear and Thunder Dragon Horn along with Soaring Cloud Seal to create Talismans, linking the Arrays with the Talismans to cover areas of damage. When the Array is activated, the Talismans would gradually melt and unify.
The reason Ning Zhuo hesitated was the cost.
Dragon Scale Iron suits the Ten-Thousand-Li Travelling Dragon, being just Golden Core Level material, and although Dragon Soul Grass was of Nascent Soul Level, it was scarce.
Thus, the cost is lower.
Though there’s only half a drop of Spotted Star Tear, it is a Transforming Spirit Level Treasure! Thunder Dragon Horn and Soaring Cloud are of Nascent Soul Level.
If the second method is used, Spotted Star Tear and Thunder Dragon Horn would be exhausted completely, and only three or four ounces of Soaring Cloud would be left.
The cost of the second repair option is extremely high, over a hundred times that of the first.
“The first option is sufficient, the second option is too extravagant; the cost is a hundred times more, but the additional defense is only double.”
“However, as warfare is dangerous and unpredictable, if during the Thousand Peak Forest battle, this extra double defensive power results in irretrievable losses, the regret would be immense.”
Given Ning Zhuo’s cautious nature, he often chooses the second option.
But reality is complex.
For he could save the other materials from choosing the first option, using them elsewhere to add other powers. It might not be necessary to use it on the Ten-Thousand-Li Travelling Dragon, and it could still enhance Ning Zhuo’s combat capabilities.
Ning Zhuo hesitated, not making decisions by himself, and shared the situation with Sun Lingtong.
Sun Lingtong shrugged, expressing his opinion: “Little Zhuo, we have just begun repairing the Ten-Thousand-Li Travelling Dragon, and there are many steps to follow. The Ten-Thousand-Li Travelling Dragon excels in fleeing and hiding, with little effect from added defenses.”
Ning Zhuo nodded: “Then we’ll go with the first option…”
He hadn’t finished speaking when his expression suddenly changed.
His gaze dropped to the Mechanical Ring on his finger.
The ring was tightening, indicating an impending crisis.
“What could it be?”
“Is it warning me of the danger of choosing the first option, urging the second?”
Ning Zhuo’s thoughts flashed like lightning, and he immediately decided to use the second option, despite its immense cost.
Three incense sticks of time later.
On the mountain peak near Canglin Immortal City, a Demon Cultivator elder was setting up an altar to perform rituals!
The chant of Qi Breaking and Life Returning Great Spell had reached the first stage.
“Ning Zhuo, Ning Zhuo, the scheming rogue.”
“Lifespan, lifespan, dark as a shadow hiding in the secluded tower.”
“I am strong, you are stronger, just by a hair, and that is heaven!”
The Demon Cultivator elder, holding a Magic Sword in one hand and shaking a bell with the other, danced vigorously.
A Qi-breaking Minor Spell!
The Demon Cultivator elder’s movements abruptly ceased, his eyes bulging with rage, and he yelled: “Break!”
And at the moment he acted, Ning Zhuo’s Lifespan suddenly expanded by a fraction, overpowering the Demon Cultivator elder by a slight margin.
Spurt.
The Demon Cultivator elder spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his spell instantly failing, inflicting deep pain!