CHAPTER 728: CHAPTER 738: REVERSED SCALE, DEMON CORE

Given Hu Yanhao’s fearless nature, he certainly wouldn’t have run away easily.

Last time, after being severely injured by a slash from Chu Feng, he had already developed a certain psychological trauma. This time, he personally witnessed Chu Feng killing his Crimson Dragon Mount in an instant.

When Chu Feng once again produced a handful of Talismanic Elixirs.

In fact, at this moment, Hu Yanhao had become as jumpy as a startled bird.

Even if the elixirs Chu Feng pulled out were just some of the lowest-quality First-grade Elixirs, they were enough to scare him away. He simply didn’t have the courage to stay even a second longer, not to mention calmly checking to see the exact grade of the Elixirs in Chu Feng’s hand.

"Aren’t you looking for vengeance? Why run away?" Chu Feng ridiculed with utter disdain on his face.

In this world, perhaps only Chu Feng, with his Sword Saint Cultivation, can make a Supreme Sword God flee with his tail between his legs.

"Nonsense, I’m not running away, this is sprinting!"

"You killed my Crimson Dragon Mount; this enmity is irreconcilable. Once I’m healed, I will slaughter you!"

Hu Yanhao, after all, was a notable figure, the number one Heavenly Pride of the Dragon Slayer Sect, the most outstanding among the True Disciples.

As he rationalized for himself, he found a clumsy excuse.

"If you haven’t healed, shouldn’t you find a corner to recuperate? You dare to lie in wait here to kill me?" Chu Feng said mockingly.

Hitting someone when they’re down and exposing their shortcomings.

After several humiliating defeats from Chu Feng, who also frequently exposed his flaws, Hu Yanhao gritted his teeth in anger.

If it weren’t for the fear of the Talismanic Elixirs in Chu Feng’s hand, he would go to any lengths to utterly destroy Chu Feng.

Hu Yanhao did not argue further with Chu Feng and instead sped away into the distance.

He genuinely worried that a few more words exchanged with Chu Feng would infuriate him to death.

A small snake slithered out from Chu Feng’s sleeve.

It was indeed the Sword Shadow Worm.

This creature was extremely clever and had already caught the scent of Dragon Blood. Unable to hold back, it leaped out and burrowed directly into the Crimson Dragon’s body to devour it.

"Show a little restraint and leave some scraps for me!"

Chu Feng laughed and scolded.

To kill this Crimson Dragon, he had used an incredibly precious Seventh Grade Talisman Elixir.

But it was worth it. By slaughtering this Crimson Dragon, it was akin to cutting off one of Hu Yanhao’s arms.

It even had a significant impact on the Dragon Slayer Sect.

Since the dragon was the equivalent of a fighter at the Supreme Sword God Level.

Even though the Dragon Slayer Sect might be somewhat more powerful than the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, the edge was only slight. Losing a Supreme Sword God would likely cause them much pain for a while.

Chu Feng was in no hurry to depart; instead, he sat down on the spot, adjusting his breath and recovering the drained Sword Qi.

The skirmish with Hu Yanhao did not deplete much of his Sword Qi.

It was the journey from Dan State back to the Divine Martial Continent that tired him somewhat.

After all, with only Late-stage Sword Saint Cultivation, his capabilities lagged far behind Yan Qing’s Three-star Sword God Cultivation.

Although relying on the Nine Yang Sword Veins and Chaotic Unlimited Skill gave him a Sword Qi reserve and quality far beyond others at his level, a Sword God Level was entirely beyond what a Sword Saint could imagine.

While adjusting his breath, Chu Feng also guarded the Sword Shadow Worm, letting it devour the Crimson Dragon’s flesh in peace.

Occasionally, some adventurers or traders who ventured into the Demon Sea Fierce Land, upon spotting the slaughtered Crimson Dragon, would immediately flee in terror.

Anyone who could slay a dragon was evidently beyond their power to contend with.

In the lawless land of the Demon Sea Fierce Land, killing was commonplace.

...

Two days later, the Crimson Dragon had been reduced to just a skeleton. Even its tough scale skin had been eaten down to a single crescent-shaped white scalepiece.

This scalepiece was not large, being only about the size of two palms.

And it is crescent-shaped, looking particularly unique. It is obviously harder than the other scales.

There are mysterious patterns on it, and a trace of intense heat is emitted from it.

It is rumored that the reverse scale is the most important scale on a dragon’s body. If it is plucked, the dragon is not far from death.

It has various magical effects.

Some say the Dragon’s Reverse Scale is a talisman that brings good luck; others say that it has the power to substitute for a fatal calamity.

When a life-threatening disaster comes, wearing it on oneself, it can be used as a charm to avoid death.

Although its authenticity is uncertain, holding the reverse scale in hand, Chu Feng immediately felt streams of intense fire energy converging on his body from all directions, enhancing his Nine Yang Sword Veins.

Chu Feng could clearly feel that his Sword Qi’s recovery rate had increased by about thirty percent.

"Qua~!"

The Sword Shadow Worm made a loud croaking sound, like a frog in summer, yet also like a baby crying.

It wagged its tail, like a fawning pug, pleasing Chu Feng.

Even more, it held the reverse scale in its mouth and brought it over to Chu Feng.

"You little thing, you even have some conscience, knowing to keep the most essence-filled item for your master!" Chu Feng petted its head crown, the texture was not nice, cold and slippery, enough to make one’s skin crawl.

If it were a timid girl, she would have screamed in fright upon touching it.

Chu Feng, smiling, received the reverse scale and thought about it, then wore it on his left chest.

It could be used as a Heart Protector, and also constantly enhance his cultivation speed. With about a thirty percent increase, it was quite substantial.

As for whether it would bring good luck or could substitute for a fatal calamity, if it has such capabilities, that’s naturally better.

If not, it doesn’t matter either.

The relationship between the Sword Shadow Worm and Chu Feng grew increasingly close, and it enjoyed Chu Feng’s petting.

Suddenly, it burrowed out from the dragon’s body, where there was a shiny, flat-round pearl. It was even larger than an adult’s fist.

A faint eerie green light emanated from it.

This pearl is the Crimson Dragon’s Demon Pill; even though the Crimson Dragon had died, Chu Feng could still sense the formidable energy contained within the Demon Pill through his Divine Sense.

The Sword Shadow Worm was particularly cautious in front of this Demon Pill.

Chu Feng even sensed an unprecedented gravity in its eyes.

Its body slowly expanded and became larger, then it gradually swallowed the Crimson Dragon Demon Pill into its stomach, followed by its body beginning to slowly shrink.

However, when it shrank down to the thickness of a finger, it abruptly expanded again.

Chu Feng was really worried that it would burst due to the Crimson Dragon Demon Pill.

A faint demonic light could be seen emitting from the Sword Shadow Worm.

"Qua! Qua..."

The Sword Shadow Worm appeared to be in great pain, its body repeatedly expanding and then shrinking.

It seems, swallowing this Crimson Dragon Demon Pill, it is also taking a huge risk.

The desire for power in beasts is much stronger than in humans.

As long as there is an opportunity to significantly enhance their strength, they do not hesitate to risk their lives.

This situation lasted for about seven or eight hours before it slowly improved.

The Sword Shadow Worm’s body also returned to normal size, no longer expanding.

It coiled itself into a ball, motionless, with eyes tightly closed.

Chu Feng speculated that it was likely trying its best to digest the Crimson Dragon Demon Pill. As for how long it would take to fully digest, that was unclear.

He then carefully placed the Sword Shadow Worm inside his sleeve.