Martial God Conqueror - Chapter 37





“Chase me if you can~”

Enshrouded in a pale golden glow, Du Shaofu dived off of the cliff, his plummeting body covered by the thick fogs that filled Spirit Gorge.

The young girl’s reaction was a split second late and her slim figure stopped at the edge of the cliff. She angrily stamped her feet, but there was no way for her to continue the chase. The bottom of the ravine had no safe landing spot. Even if the flying beast flew to the bottom, it would be difficult to search for a person in this thick fog.

*Sou! Sou!*

From the Giant Flaming falcon’s back, several figures rushed to the young girl’s side. A panicky fifty-year-old man in a wide yellow robe said, “Is that kid looking for death? A Xiantian level jumping off this cliff, death is definite. Even if he swallowed the Blood-infant ganoderma it is still useless. It doesn’t matter if he dies but bringing a high-grade elixir with him, what an abominable brat!”

“Huang Lao, can we go search for him below?” The young girl looked down at the cliff unwillingly, it never crossed her mind that the young man would directly eat the Blood-infant ganoderma and to continue his insanity by jumping off the deep cliff: doubtless this is gambling off of one’s life. That young man is absolutely crazy, a sane person wouldn’t act like he did—throwing his life away for a stem of Blood-infant ganoderma.

The elderly man looked at the young girl and shook his head, saying, “Eldest Princess, the fog below is too thick, even with the Giant Flaming falcon we won’t be able to find him. However, I’m confident that that kid won’t survive. Unfortunately, the Blood-infant ganoderma is also gone.”

“We should leave. The disciples from Mystical Talisman House, Blacknether Sect and Sky Serpent Sect are in Wild Beast Mountain, but there’s no sign of their experts, something must have happened to them. We should first inquire about the situation before deciding our next move.”

Standing there on the edge of the cliff for some time, the young girl could only give up in the end. After that, everyone leaps onto the back of the Giant Flaming Falcon and left the cliff.

Falling into the bottomless ravine, Du Shaofu's akin to dropping down from the seventh heavens, accompanied by sand and stones tumbling down. His body was like a rolling ball bumping and crashing against the wall of the cliff, and the stones and pebbles rolled on the same way down.

And by the time he reached the bottom of the ravine, it’s like he did not receive much injury that he was able to stand up immediately. However, his face was flushed bright red, the same goes with his eyes, as if his body's about to blow up.

If the young girl and her comrades were to see this scene, it would render them speechless with their eyeball popping out—jumping off the tall cliff and he didn’t seem like he’s hurt, even his pinky. It really was something unbelievable.

“Ahh!”

An agonizing scream escaped from Du Shaofu’s throat. His body shivered as it inflated, there’s an enormous amount energy within his body that’s going to burst out.

“The energy inside the Blood-infant ganoderma is too overwhelming.”

Du Shaofu realized the reason for this. Directly swallowing a high-grade elixir which contained an enormous amount of energy would lead to this result—his body's on the verge of exploding. Under the excruciating pain, his body trembled violently.

“Fortifies Golden Plumages[1].”               

Gritting his teeth, Du Shaofu could only divert the energy from the Blood-infant ganoderma into his muscles and flesh, he would really die from blowing up. Operating the Golden-winged garuda’s physique refining law, Du Shaofu threw his body against the cliff wall over and over that his body grew numb from the pain.

“More!”

Enduring the extreme pain, Du Shaofu continued to crash into the hard wall without hesitation, like he’s not a human being.

The self-torture continued till he could no longer feel anything. Every time he crashed against the wall, strands of energy from the ganoderma would be absorbed into his muscles and flesh, and as time goes by, Du Shaofu could feel that his physique's growing stronger, albeit slowly, along with the pain.

Below the ravine in a secluded spot, on top of a big boulder, a huge tiger that’s entirely covered in runic scales was observing the scene in front of it from a distance. It’s big round eyes was full of doubt.

“Ahh…”

Crashing against the hard rock wall countless of times, Du Shaofu finally let out a painful scream, his face twisted with pain. Fortunately, no one would hear it within this bottomless ravine thus the screams of pain and the endless ‘bang-bang-bang’ noises of crashing against the wall failed to fall on anyone’s ear.

Three nights and three days passed like this, the screams of anguished pain from below the ravine gradually stopped.

In the ravine, shattered gravels piled up high into a small hill, vast areas of rock had turned into dust. Du Shaofu laid exhausted upon a bed of pebbles, various bruises and bumps of red, purple and green were found on his body. He's stretched to the limit devoid of even a single strand of energy.

“No, I can’t fail here. There is still some elixir’s energy that is not yet absorbed.”

Struggling to get up, he sat cross-legged on the bed of pebbles. Although a majority of the energy coming from the Blood-infant ganoderma was absorbed by his muscles and flesh, there’s still an abundant of energy left.

Running the Golden-winged garuda’s exercise law, Du Shaofu converted the residual energy from the elixir into xuanqi, and then gathering it into his Shenque.

Atop the heap of loose pebbles, Du Shaofu’s body was wrapped in a pale golden glow, xuanqi was emitted from all over his body circling incessantly then it drilled into Du Shaofu’s flesh. The cycle repeated itself, over and over again.

Du Shaofu’s meridians had always been stronger than others due his many nights spent in the mysterious sarcophagus hanging in the Du Clan’s Ancestral Shrine.

In addition to the Golden-winged garuda’s cultivation, his physique's so much stronger, comparable to a demonic beast. His meridians were wider and tougher, able to contain an abundance of powerful xuanqi, even his Shenque is much larger than others.

Du Shaofu continued to convert the energy from the Blood-infant ganoderma, and then accumulating it in his Shenque. With all the energy inside, his Shenque began to expand. Not knowing how long had passed, his Shenque's already filled to the brim reaching the point of spilling.

At this moment, Du Shaofu abruptly changed his handseal, a sound of something breaking rang out, and an overbearing golden glow wrapped around him entirely. Gold-colored runes circling around him, subsequently it all gathered and hovered behind him, it then formed into a surreal Golden-winged garuda.

Hidden above the ravine, on a big boulder, a Demon-scaled tiger stared fixedly at the surreal image of the Golden-winged garuda. Its enormous body shivered, bowing down as it trembled in fear.

*Bang!*

A soft but clear sound came out from Du Shaofu’s Shenque, and at the same time, the surreal Golden-winged garuda formed from the golden runes reverted back to runes that drilled into Du Shaofu’s body. Slowly, the golden glow wrapping around him dimmed as it converged into him.

*Hu~!* 

When everything had calmed down, Du Shaofu breathed out a foul qi and opened his eyes, revealing bright clear pupils with traces of gold deep within, adding a domineering atmosphere to his gaze.

“Mid-Xiantian.”

Sensing the changes inside his body, a smile bloomed on his face. The earlier feelings of sluggishness and dullness disappeared and were replaced with a refreshing feeling, full of vitality. Unexpectedly, he was able to breakthrough to mid-Xiantian from early Xiantian from this incident.

All of a sudden, Du Shaofu seemed to sense something. Quickly standing up from his sitting position, he looked up warily.

*Roar!*

A thunderous roar came out from a big boulder above, and a thirty meters long huge tiger flew down, flapping its broad wings, causing the pebbles on the ground to roll away while the air swirled fiercely like a tornado.

“Demonic-scaled tiger!”

Shock flitted across Du Shaofu’s pupils. This huge flying tiger was the same one trying to grab the Blood-infant ganoderma from him a few days ago—the one which was capable of oppressing all the demonic beasts at that time. He didn’t expect that this Demonic-scaled tiger would appear here at this time.

*Roar!*

The Demonic-scaled tiger’s huge mass landed in front of Du Shaofu, and under his shock face, it laid down on the ground. When it lifted its head, its huge lantern-like eyes looked at Du Shaofu in a docile manner devoid of its earlier ferociousness. In the end, it whimpered softly as if trying to say something.

Du Shaofu could sense no trace of danger from the tiger. The big eyes looked at him as if appealing, to accept their surrender, to be its master.

“You want to follow me?” Repressing the feeling of shock in his heart, Du Shaofu tried to probe the Demonic-scaled tiger’s intention.

*Roar!*

The Demonic-scaled tiger roared softly and noded—like it was able to understand Du Shaofu’s words.

“You can understand what I’m saying?”

Du Shaofu was astounded. Obviously this Demonic-scaled tiger had reached the Dongling level. It’s rumored that king level demonic Beasts that had reach Dongling level were able to understand human language, and demonic beast of higher cultivation could even speak in human words.

Du Shaofu had heard of a myth that says once demonic beasts cultivated until a certain high level they were able to transform into a human figure, but this kind of terrifying demonic beasts only existed in myths and legends.

*Roar!*

Once again the Demonic-scaled tiger nodded, its eyes looked at Du Shaofu in awe, docile as if to surrender.

“That means you have already reached Mai-ling level?”

Once the shock had passed, Du Shaofu became excited. This Demonic-scaled tiger could really communicate with humans, and a demonic beast that can interact with humans must at least be a Mai-ling level. A Mai-ling level demonic beast is stronger compared to a Mai-ling level human warrior; and a Mai-ling level warrior, no matter how much one searched in Stone City, they would not be able to find one. To most warriors, Mai-ling level was an elusive dream.

*Roar!*

The Demonic-scaled tiger nodded for the third time, acknowledging that it is a Mai-ling level cultivator.

*Gu~Gu!*

Du Shaofu swallowed nervously. A Mai-Ling level demonic beast king suddenly appeared in front of him with the intention of submitting to him: could it be that his awesome personality attracted the Demonic-scale tiger…?

 


Note:

  1. Fortifies Golden Plumages ref. C32; the first stage of the physique refining law