Chapter 1145: Harvest

Pure Nine-Lotus Lantern

The old flood dragon fell onto the ground of the Dharma Realm, letting out a tremendous crash.

The unprecedented pain caused it to struggle violently, and the Dharma Realm continuously vibrated, but it was all in vain as its dragon head had been pierced by the Primordial Yang Sword.

Blood splattered, staining the earth crimson.

Chen Mobai sensed its vast and mighty life force beginning to drain away, and he flew to stand before the old flood dragon.

"I told you," he said, "today you will surely die."

Hearing these words, the old flood dragon laboriously raised its head. This action caused its head to be sliced open by the Primordial Yang Sword, but at this moment, its pain was instead significantly lessened because even its own consciousness was beginning to blur.

The old flood dragon knew this was a sign that it was about to die.

It opened its mouth, intending to spit out and detonate its inner core, but found that the core was already beyond its control.

Not only its inner core, but also the major organs within its body were at this moment slipping from its grasp.

Streaks of five-colored light seeped out from between the scales all over the old flood dragon's body.

These were the Great Five Elements Annihilation Divine Light Rays. The moment the old flood dragon was restrained by the Void Lock, Chen Mobai had not only used the Primordial Yang Sword but also unleashed this divine ability into various vital points of the old flood dragon's body to prevent it from detonating its inner core and physical body before death.

Compared to merely slaying the old flood dragon, this true spirit body was the greatest gain.

Its essence blood could be refined into All-Sage True Spirit Pills, its inner core was of great use to Qing Nü, and its hide, tendons, and scales, in the hands of him, a refiner, could be crafted into several fifth-grade magic artifacts.

And of course, there was the dragon gall, which was most important to Chen Mobai.

Over the years, the old flood dragon must have surely nurtured it well.

The two dragon galls he had previously cut off had already been given to Qing Nü. With the Five Elements Sect's current status of leading the entire Eastern Continent's righteous path in Dongyi, and with the help of the other three great Sacred Lands, he was barely able to gather all the medicinal ingredients for the Dragon Gall Pills when he went to Mount Five Emperors to upgrade the Primal Chaos Bell.

Because the old flood dragon's gall was at the fifth-grade pinnacle, the Flying Immortal Dragon Gall Pills, which used it as the main ingredient, would at least be of the fifth-grade high-rank. This presented a huge challenge for Qing Nü.

Although she had outstanding talent in alchemy, she had never attempted such a high-grade pill.

Fortunately, Chen Mobai had Yuan Xu help adjust the original ancient pill recipe from the Dao Fruit into the immortal sect's alchemy method using the Inch Square Book.

Using Yuan Xu's adjusted pill recipe, Qing Nü found both the ingredients and the refining method much simpler. Moreover, with Chen Mobai controlling his second primordial spirit to assist with the Tushita Fire, that batch of Flying Immortal Dragon Gall Pills fortunately succeeded.

Seven pills were formed, though the pill poison was a bit excessive. However, this was not a concern for Chen Mobai.

Precisely because the main ingredient, the dragon gall, was fragmented, the primordial qi was somewhat insufficient when the pills were formed, requiring a period of nurturing.

Calculating, it should be just about ready now.

"In the Spirit Void Immortal Realm," the old flood dragon proclaimed, "my clan has seven ascended ancestors! If you kill me, you will forever bear a mark, and once you ascend, you will surely die!"

Although the old flood dragon could not speak because its head was impaled by the sword, it still mustered its last bit of divine sense to convey these words to Chen Mobai.

"That's perfect then," Chen Mobai retorted. "When I ascend, I'll wipe out your Xuanjiao clan in one fell swoop, so you can reunite with them in the netherworld."

Chen Mobai, who had never lost a war of words in his life, remained expressionless, his eyes filled with coldness, as he faced the old flood dragon's final threat.

"I can help you remove the mark," the old flood dragon pleaded, "can you spare my descendants?"

But Chen Mobai had not expected that the old flood dragon's previous statement was a prelude to begging for mercy.

It knew very well that after its death, even though the young flood dragon was also a fifth-grade true spirit, it would certainly not be a match for Chen Mobai. Even with the grand formation powered by the sea eye, it could at most just cower within the Dragon Palace.

While the Dragon Palace housed only those descendants with pure true spirit bloodlines, the old flood dragon still had thousands of other descendants scattered throughout the Profound Sea and even the boundless oceans of the four seas.

These descendants had previously relied on its existence to commit evil deeds and had long been detested by human forces. If Chen Mobai killed it and still wasn't satisfied, it was very likely he would slaughter the descendants scattered throughout the Profound Sea.

It hoped to find a way out for them.

Chen Mobai simply shook his head.

His great battle with the old flood dragon above the Profound Sea today had not been concealed at all. After the old flood dragon's death, this news would certainly spread.

Moreover, although the ascended true dragons of the Xuanjiao Royal Court were powerful, he was not without backing in the upper realm either.

What's more, perhaps he wouldn't even ascend.

"Are there any other last words?"

Chen Mobai, in a rare moment of conscience, asked this question.

In the old flood dragon's brilliant golden pupils, an unprecedented fury and unwillingness to yield appeared.

It roared, disregarding the Primordial Yang Sword impaling its head and letting the blade split its skull open. With its last strength, it opened its gaping maw and bit fiercely down towards Chen Mobai.

With a *bang*.

Streaks of golden flames ignited around Chen Mobai, transforming into a three-headed golden flaming Suan Ni. It enveloped his entire being, forming a colossal, brilliant golden sphere of light.

The old flood dragon bit down, immediately feeling as if it had bitten into scalding lava. The flesh inside its mouth began to blister, and a faint smell of charring could be detected.

The familiar scorching aura immediately made the old flood dragon realize that this was the source of the vital energy from the lava in the previous void cracks.

Chen Mobai had used the power of this fifth-grade high-rank fire spirit magic robe, combined with void illusions, to make the old flood dragon mistakenly believe that real, continuous streams of lava were surging towards it.

However, the old flood dragon's sharp teeth were the sharpest part of its body, honed through its entire life. They had not only bitten to death fifth-grade true spirits but even Transcendent Realm True Monarchs.

As it disregarded its flesh being scorched and melted by the Innate Fiery Yang True Fire, its stark white fangs actually pierced through the illusion of the three-headed golden flaming Suan Ni, biting and distorting the golden flame sphere.

Chen Mobai looked up as the old flood dragon's fangs descended towards his head, his expression calm. With a flick of his sword-finger on his right hand,

A *clang* rang out!

A sword emitting dazzling purple light flew out from his sleeve, vertically wedging itself between the old flood dragon's two rows of stark white teeth.

It was none other than the Violet Lightning Sword!

Over the years, it had assimilated the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder Gold, elevating itself. Its aura had become more profound and restrained, and it had already reached the fifth-grade pinnacle.

Apart from the Primal Chaos Bell and the Primordial Yang Sword, the Violet Lightning Sword was Chen Mobai's strongest magic artifact.

However, it was still far from enough to contend with the Abyssal Stabilizer Sea Pearl, so Chen Mobai had not let it participate in this battle.

But at this moment, it was perfect for finishing the job.

The old flood dragon's mouth and teeth were held open by the Violet Lightning Sword, preventing it from biting down further.

Chen Mobai flicked his sword-finger again, and the Primordial Yang Sword, impaled in the old flood dragon's head, shone with a brilliant golden luster, splitting it into two halves from head to tail.

Blood splattered as the old flood dragon, split into left and right halves, resembled a log that had been cleaved apart.

Vast and boundless water essence qi diffused, causing the Dharma Realm to subtly tremble.

Chen Mobai looked at the old flood dragon before him, its aura completely dissipated, its eyes wide open in death. He reached out and grasped a huge, intact dragon gall, the size of a human head, enveloped in five-colored light.

To other cultivators in the Eastern Continent, its value was far less than that of the inner core, essence blood, and other components.

But for Chen Mobai, this was exactly what he wanted most.

If the old flood dragon hadn't been too powerful and keeping it alive might have led to complications, Chen Mobai might have even considered raising it to continuously extract its dragon gall.

After extracting and preserving the dragon gall, inner core, and other materials from the old flood dragon's two halves, Chen Mobai circulated his divine sense. The scattered deep red blood rose like flowing water, condensing into a pool of crimson liquid in his palm.

This was him activating the power of the Dharma Realm to select the flood dragon's blood.

Soon, all the flood dragon's blood, not a single drop lost, converged and condensed into a deep red crystal.

Some of it was essence blood, some was ordinary blood, but Chen Mobai didn't bother wasting time to sort through it.

Just as he was about to put the deep red crystal into his spatial pouch, Chen Mobai suddenly remembered something. Silver light flickered in his palm, and with a swipe of the Void Blade, he had already cut the crystal into two pieces.

The successful slaying of the old flood dragon this time owed no small credit to True Monarch Wuchen and other Eastern Continent Transcendent Realm cultivators. After all, if they hadn't held it back, Chen Mobai wouldn't have had the time to upgrade the Primal Chaos Bell, or even cultivate the Dharma Realm.

Although he had slain the dragon by himself, Chen Mobai felt that he still needed to share some benefits with True Monarch Wuchen and the others.

And for them, what they valued most was certainly this essence blood.

Another batch of All-Sage True Spirit Pills could be refined from it.

Moreover, if this refinement succeeded, his good brother Ye Qing would definitely receive one pill.

Thinking of this, Chen Mobai divided the essence blood crystal into two halves: one half for Qing Nü to attempt refining All-Sage True Spirit Pills in the future, and the other half for the Sacred Lands of the Eastern Continent.

After dealing with the old flood dragon's corpse, Chen Mobai remembered the greatest contributor to this battle.

Amidst the flickering silver light, he had already teleported in front of the Primal Chaos Bell.

"Master..."

The Primal Chaos Bell's artifact spirit lay somewhat weakly upon the white jade-like bell body. Clearly, suppressing the Abyssal Stabilizer Sea Pearl, which had detonated its spirituality, had also taken a toll on it. Seeing him approach, it weakly called out.

Chen Mobai immediately summoned the Azure Bird Dharmakaya from the Five Elements Spirit Tree. Streaks of immortal light from the Grand Pure Yang Dao scattered, and the Primal Chaos Bell's artifact spirit gradually recovered.

"Thank you, Master!"

Through a voice transmission, the Primal Chaos Bell, which had developed a bulge, rose and spat out the considerably dulled cerulean blue pearl.

This filled Chen Mobai with overwhelming joy.

He had originally planned on not obtaining this war trophy.

Who knew the Primal Chaos Bell would be so powerful that it could even stop the self-detonating Abyssal Stabilizer Sea Pearl.

Truly, it was the bane of Five Elements magic artifacts.

Chen Mobai immediately touched it with his Can Tong Qi.

Likely because the pearl's spirituality had been mostly destroyed during the self-detonation, he easily succeeded in gaining control.

But the result of his examination with the Can Tong Qi left him with some regret.

This Abyssal Stabilizer Sea Pearl, originally at the sixth-grade pinnacle, now not only had a weak spirituality but even the power of its artifact origin had only about sixty to seventy percent remaining.

Even if he used the Can Tong Qi to restore it, it would probably at most only recover to the high-rank sixth-grade.

"Master, I absorbed thirty percent of its power..."

Just at this moment, the recovered Primal Chaos Bell landed beside Chen Mobai's ear and somewhat sheepishly explained the situation.

Chen Mobai was immediately surprised and examined the white jade bell with his Can Tong Qi.

Soon, he discovered that in the bulging part of its bell wall, a dense and vast power of water essence was swirling, roughly equivalent to the level of seven or eight divine streams.

According to the Primal Chaos Bell's artifact spirit's explanation, this was the origin power that the Abyssal Stabilizer Sea Pearl had self-detonated. After suppressing it, the bell had no way to pour the power back into the pearl, and since it had also been injured this time, it could conveniently refine the power to replenish itself.

The Primal Chaos Bell could refine the essence of the Five Elements to enhance itself, so the Abyssal Stabilizer Sea Pearl's origin power was a great tonic for it.

Chen Mobai roughly estimated that after refining these, it might be able to ascend to the sixth-grade pinnacle.

"After you finish refining," Chen Mobai said to the bell, "if you still feel it's not enough, I will also refine the remaining origin power of this Abyssal Stabilizer Sea Pearl into your body."

For Chen Mobai, the Primal Chaos Bell was currently his most powerful asset, and being able to upgrade it to its peak was the best possible outcome.

If it were to advance to a seventh-grade Primal Chaos Golden Dipper, he would not need to fear even if an ascended cultivator descended to the lower realm.

The Abyssal Stabilizer Sea Pearl, lacking spirituality, still retained some functions for controlling the Profound Sea's power, but it required the true spirit bloodline of the Xuanjiao Royal Court to activate them. Furthermore, if it were to be repaired, besides the true spirit bloodline, it might also need to be placed within the sea eye of the Profound Sea.

Chen Mobai certainly couldn't do this at the moment.

Although the old flood dragon was dead, the Dragon Palace, built upon the sea eye, was protected by a natural grand formation of high-rank sixth-grade and could not be breached for now.

He decided to consider this again after Qing Nü also reached the Transcendent Realm.

This was what Chen Mobai thought. Then he considered that since the Abyssal Stabilizer Sea Pearl had nourished the Primal Chaos Bell, he might as well use it to nourish the Sea Stabilizing Sword as well.

With a thought, this top-tier flying sword of the Immortal Sect flew out from the other sleeve of his fire spirit magic robe and was overjoyed after hearing what Chen Mobai said.

The Sea Stabilizing Sword's sword spirit directly manifested from the sword body, pouncing onto the Abyssal Stabilizer Sea Pearl and beginning to absorb the pearl's water essence.

Chen Mobai even thought that Qing Nü's Sea Stabilizing Pearl could also absorb the power of this Xuanjiao Royal Court's sea-stabilizing artifact to enhance itself.

After all, no matter how good an enemy's artifact was, if it couldn't be used effectively, it was useless. It was better to enhance and convert it into power that he could control.

However, the Sea Stabilizing Sword was only fifth-grade after all. After only absorbing for a while, it felt a bit overwhelmed. The azure glow on its blade continuously flickered, seemingly suffering from indigestion.

Chen Mobai immediately put it and the Violet Lightning Sword back into the left and right sleeves of his fire spirit magic robe. Then, carrying the old flood dragon's corpse, he left the Dharma Realm.

In the depths of the Profound Sea, the young flood dragon, who was just about to dispatch thousands of Dragon Palace subordinates to search for the old flood dragon's whereabouts, suddenly had a drastic change in expression and looked towards the surface of the sea.

Chen Mobai, stepping on the old flood dragon's corpse like an immortal riding a dragon through the sea, stepped out from the void.

(End of Chapter)