Chapter 1347 - 1333: Dragon Blood Mage

As for the sequence of Prayer Technique apprentices, Baiyu had always known what his next sequence would be called.

But this time.

After getting the formula for Sequence Two.

Baiyu actually didn’t know what the name of this Sequence Two was supposed to be.

It was only after he advanced to Sequence Two that he finally understood the name of this sequence.

"Dragon Blood Mage..."

Baiyu’s heart stirred slightly.

Indeed, in this sequence advancement, the Magic Elixir formula did include Dragon Blood. In the real world, dragons were hard to find, but not completely extinct; in many places one could still occasionally discover their traces.

Baiyu had never expected.

That the name of his Sequence Two would be so strange, but the powers of this Sequence Two were not weak at all.

Not only did it possess extremely high immunity to most Spirit Techniques.

It also allowed him to cast unique Dragon Language Spirit Techniques.

It exerted a bloodline suppression over most creatures, for according to the latest biological records issued by the Sacred Center Imperial, if it was a pure-blood Ancient Dragon Species, then it was generally classified as a Myth creature. Of course, being a Myth creature did not mean it was a Divine Spirit, but it was definitely far stronger than ordinary mortals.

Strictly speaking.

The big fish in the White Bone Boat was also a Myth creature, still far from a true Divine Spirit. This was also why Baiyu could communicate with it; if it had really been a Divine Spirit, Baiyu would probably have been wiped out by a single sneeze.

"It’s a pity that after drinking the Dragon Blood Mage Magic Elixir, I didn’t gain all of its powers. It seems I still need to perform a ritual in order to digest the Magic Elixir’s power.

The content of the ritual is very simple.

Slay a dragon..."

Baiyu could vaguely feel in his heart that if he did not complete this ritual, he might get stuck at this step and be unable to move forward.

This was a Magic Elixir.

That required a ritual in order to be completely digested.

Over the next two months, Baiyu stayed on the White Bone Boat, slowly familiarizing himself with his newly gained power, while also searching for information on where a pure-blood dragon might be found.

Although there was Dragon Blood on the White Bone Boat.

However.

It was only Dragon Blood, and it had been obtained from a True Monarch, one of the latter’s stored treasures.

However.

The fact that this True Monarch actually possessed Dragon Blood meant he might also have information about a pure-blood dragon. One had to know that the lifespan of the Dragon Race was extremely long; there were dragons who lived for a thousand, several thousand, even tens of thousands of years.

Compared to short-lived races like humans, they were vastly superior.

So even if a dragon didn’t deliberately cultivate Spirit Techniques, as their age and time accumulated, they would still become incomparably powerful. This was the essential difference in the nature of life.

Baiyu drew in a deep breath.

With a thought.

He vanished from the room, and soon appeared on the lower level of the White Bone Boat, in a room called the Green Forest.

This was indeed a forest.

But it was not the same one where Baiyu had taken his trial before. The interior space of the White Bone Boat’s rooms was unimaginably vast; you never knew whether opening a cabin door would reveal a simple room or an entire world.

However.

For someone to occupy such a good room.

Their strength was naturally not weak.

Baiyu knew very well that this was someone in the True Monarch Realm.

He walked to the middle of the forest.

Here, a wooden house had been built, and a half-deer man slowly walked out from within.

He was holding a lantern-like object in his hand.

Baiyu drew in a deep breath.

At the moment he was under the disguise of the Thousand Illusion Mask, so the other party could not see his true face, and even so, he had still pressed another mask onto his face.

Moreover, after advancing to Sequence Two.

Baiyu had already become a full Saint.

And the greatest change at this stage was that a Martial Artist’s Blood Qi and an Extraordinary’s Spiritual Power had fused together into a new kind of power called "Sacred Power."

Sacred Power was extremely strong.

It was far more powerful than that Rage state Baiyu had once invented himself. This was also the foundation that set every Saint apart from others.

Now that he had become a Saint.

Even when facing these "Monarchs" and "Demigods," he would not be too far behind. After all, they had been imprisoned here for countless years and their strength had deteriorated badly. On top of that, Baiyu had the home-field advantage; within the White Bone Boat he could use Alchemy to mobilize the White Bone Boat’s abilities and suppress anyone imprisoned within.

Therefore.

When facing this half-deer man.

He was not afraid at all.

"You’re the new Prison Warden? It seems your strength isn’t all that great." The half-deer man radiated a faint green light, his voice extremely gentle as he spoke.

"Yes, but I am the Prison Warden now. Many things aren’t decided by strength alone. Perhaps, over these years of assessments, too many people have been thinking in the wrong direction. If they could have been as pure-minded as I am and not overthink things, they might have completed the Prison Warden assessment long ago, and this position wouldn’t have fallen to me."

Baiyu said with a smile.

The half-deer man did not comment on these words, but he was very interested in Baiyu’s purpose for coming.

"You came for the Dragon Blood?"

The half-deer man asked.

Baiyu nodded and said, "I still don’t know what your name is, sir?"

"Herimdo."

The half-deer man replied succinctly, "That’s the name my former followers gave me. In their language, the characters for these sounds mean God of Nature. Of course, I am far from being the God of Nature. I merely grasped a bit of the Path of Nature, condensed a strand of Nature’s Divine Power, and only then awakened a trace of Divinity."

Baiyu said, "Then how did you end up in this place?"

"Because the builder of the White Bone Boat captured me and brought me here." The half-deer man said calmly.

Baiyu drew in a deep breath and said in a low voice, "Then where did you get this Dragon Blood?"

The half-deer man pondered for a moment, then as though remembering something, slowly said, "This Dragon Blood should have come from one of my enemies. But after so many years, I don’t know whether it still lives. It might very well have died long ago.

After all, in this White Bone Boat.

Although I have no freedom at all, I also don’t have to fear being suddenly killed by my enemies. You could say it has both advantages and disadvantages."

"Your enemy is a pure-blood of the Dragon Race?"

Baiyu asked in surprise.

"Yes, but at that time it had not yet fully developed. Even among the Dragon Race there are geniuses and the not-so-gifted.

That fellow should be considered an extremely stupid dragon.

It slaughtered my people and my followers at will. In the end I fought a great battle with it, beat it so badly it lost its helmet and armor and fled in panic. These Dragon Blood drops were collected from the blood it shed. You must know, this stuff is an immense tonic; ordinary beings have no chance of tasting it. A single drop can even alter a creature’s very life essence."