Cultivation Starts from Farming Chapter 1139 478: Dragon King Breakthrough, Seizing of Fortune_2
Like a wild horse off its reins, it rampaged through his meridians.
The torrent of power within him, which had been meticulously guided and was about to reach the peak to break the barrier, was suddenly thrown out of balance and dispersed due to this unforeseen change.
"Puh!"
Ao Guang, the Dragon King, could no longer maintain his rising cultivation and suddenly spewed a mouthful of scalding Dragon Blood.
The Dragon Blood scattered into the Dragon Transformation Pool, emitting a "sizzle" sound, and the contained essence rapidly dissipated.
His previously towering and vast aura, like a volcano about to erupt, instantly deflated like a punctured balloon, falling to a state even worse than before the breakthrough attempt.
On his dragon body, even tiny cracks appeared, and the dragon scales dulled, indicating severe injury.
The breakthrough had failed.
Moreover, it failed in the most tragic and incomprehensible manner!
"How could this be!!!"
"Fate... How could fate suddenly be stolen?"
Ao Guang, the Dragon King, cried out in shock and anger, his voice waves shaking the entire Dragon Transformation Pool violently.
He couldn't understand.
The way of fate, mysterious and profound, who could be so tyrannical, across endless void, forcibly stealing the vast fate he had gathered at such a critical moment of his breakthrough?
This was simply unheard of!
But the next moment, a name ruthlessly pierced into his mind.
Xu Ping!
A single person slaying three Divinity Transformations.
Throughout the human realm, only he could accomplish such a feat.
"It's him, it must be him!"
Ao Guang, the Dragon King's eyes filled with resentment and a hint of... inexpressible fear, "He was long prepared! He used some bizarre means to snatch away fortunes, sever others' paths."
Thinking of his years of painstaking preparation, the investment of countless resources, only to benefit others, while he himself was left heavily injured, defeated, and his path obstructed.
"Xu Ping!"
Ao Guang, the Dragon King, once again let out a roar mixed with pain and anger, echoing in the enclosed Dragon Transformation Pool, full of unwillingness and sorrow.
...
Star Palace core, Xu Ping's abode.
The Profound Celestial Supreme Treasure in front of Xu Ping had already stopped its joyous trembling, its dazzling brilliance completely restrained, returning to its ancient, unadorned, jade-like appearance, quietly suspended in mid-air.
Yet upon careful sensing, one could discover the Dao rhythm flowing across its blade was noticeably more lively and profound, as if containing the birth and demise of a complete world.
Its naturally emitted aura, compared to when it devoured the Star King and Moon God's fate, was now even stronger, carrying a sense of satiated fulfillment and sedimentation.
Xu Ping reached out, gently summoning it back to the palm.
Upon the fingertip's touch to the cool blade, a sense of fulfillment and closeness immediate conveyed.
The playful smile on Xu Ping's lips grew more obvious.
"This generous gift from Ao Guang, the Dragon King, I shall unceremoniously... accept it."
"However, this gift cannot be taken in vain."
Xu Ping's eyes flashed with a glint of insight, "I suppose Ao Guang, the Dragon King's failed breakthrough must have left him with severe injuries, and... let's pay him a visit first."
...
Two months later.
Outer Sea Dragon Palace.
In the depths of the Dragon Palace, outside the crystal corridor of the Dragon Transformation Pool, a slightly anxious report echoed:
"Father King, Xu Ping... Xu Ping is here."
The sound passed through the restriction, reaching Ao Guang, the Dragon King, who was barely suppressing his injuries at the pool's bottom.
Upon hearing this, the resentment already simmering in Ao Guang, the Dragon King's heart, erupted like a volcano, almost bursting through the Celestial Spirit cover.
Too much to bear.
To steal one's path, sever one's hope, and now to personally visit?
Is this to mock him? Or to come finish him off?
But after all, he was an ancient dragon who had lived countless years, deeply understanding the power of the situation outweighed individuals.
He forcibly suppressed the fury that nearly consumed his reason.
Xu Ping's strength was far more formidable than his own peak state. To kill him in his current severely injured state would likely be no difficult task.
In fact, after failing to break through and suffering a heavy injury, he had thought about fleeing to the Central Domain immediately to evade this calamity.
However, given his current severely injured and critical dragon body, it was extremely difficult to withstand the horrific pressure of forcibly traversing domain barriers. It was likely he would collapse before reaching the Central Domain.
Moreover, given Xu Ping's current unparalleled strength and his mysterious and unpredictable methods, even if he miraculously escaped to the Central Domain, it probably wouldn't be much help.
On the contrary, he might face an even more miserable end for losing his Dragon Palace foundation.
After much consideration, facing Xu Ping's sudden "visit", Dragon King Ao Guang could only swallow his pride and face it with steeled nerves.
He took a deep breath, forcibly calming his surging blood, and commanded in the calmest voice possible, "Invite Fellow Daoist Xu to the True Dragon Hall, entertain him well, do not neglect. I will... arrive shortly."
"Yes."
A voice responded from outside, footsteps quickly fading away.
...
A quarter of an hour later. True Dragon Hall.
This most magnificent and luxurious main hall of the Dragon Palace, based on ten-thousand-year-old cold jade, topped with glazed crystal, adorned with coral and agate, illuminated by glowing pearls, was resplendent to the extreme.
However at this moment, Dragon King Ao Guang, sitting under the main seat, felt that this hall he had resided in for thousands of years had never been so cold and oppressive.
The light at the hall door dimly darkened, a figure in green robes stepped in slowly, it was Xu Ping.
As soon as he entered, his gaze fell on Dragon King Ao Guang sitting on the main seat, his face carrying a semblance of a laughing smile.
Dragon King Ao Guang's heart tightened under this gaze, as if gripped by an invisible giant hand.
He could only forcibly pull a smile more unpleasant than crying, standing up, and bowing, "Fellow Daoist Xu, your grand visit is a surprise, forgive Ao Guang for failing to welcome you from afar."
His posture was extremely humble.
Xu Ping waved his hand indifferently, sitting down on a luxurious jade chair nearby on his own, his tone relaxed, "No matter, Xu Mou came uninvited, so I've disturbed you."
Then, he seemed to just notice Dragon King Ao Guang's state, showing a perfectly timed look of surprise, asking with concern, "Oh? Fellow Daoist Ao Guang, what's happened to you? Why is your aura so weak and feeble?"
"Looking at your energy, it seems you can only barely maintain your Divinity Transformation stage power? Did you encounter some difficulties?"
Listening to his pretentious ignorance, Dragon King Ao Guang was so angry his teeth itched.
It's thanks to you that I've become like this.
You deprived me of my fortune from afar, ruined my path, and now you pretended to care?
Of course, he dared not say these words directly.
His facial muscles twitched a few times, eventually turning into a sigh filled with bitterness and helplessness, forcing a bitter smile:
"Fellow Daoist Xu jests, it's just that there's been some mishap with my cultivation technique, resulting in such a sorry state. I've let Fellow Daoist Xu laugh at me."
"Oh? Cultivation technique backlash?"
Xu Ping raised an eyebrow, feigning understanding, nodded, "I see, indeed, cultivation technique backlash is dangerous, a slight mishap could result in endless suffering."
His tone was sincere, as if he truly sympathized with the other's plight.
Then he shifted the topic, speaking seriously, "However, Fellow Daoist Ao Guang may not know, Xu Mou has dabbled in the art of healing and is quite skilled."
"Judging by your severe injuries, if you trust Xu Mou, I might lend a hand to treat you, perhaps alleviating some of your pain, helping you recover sooner."
"This?"
Dragon King Ao Guang hesitated upon hearing this, alarms ringing in his mind.
How could Xu Ping be so kind, offering to help him heal?
His injuries were at the Dao Foundation level, involving primordial laws, not something ordinary methods could easily restore.
There must be another motive behind his offer!
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
But when his eyes met Xu Ping's calm yet unfathomable gaze, and then feeling his own body's terrible state like a tattered sack, Dragon King Ao Guang felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
Under the current circumstances, if Xu Ping truly wanted to do anything to him, he had no resistance at all.
After struggling for a moment, a touch of resigned despair flashed in Dragon King Ao Guang's eyes, ultimately gritting his teeth and nodding in agreement:
"In that case... I'll trouble Fellow Daoist Xu."
Xu Ping's smile deepened a few degrees, nodding, "Rest assured, Fellow Daoist Ao Guang, since Xu Mou offered, naturally there's some assurance.