King of Creation Chapter 1655: 1640: Wang Baimu (Happy New Year)

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Previously on King of Creation...
Ye Zhen endured excruciating cycles of skin ripping and rapid healing as the Five-clawed Silver Dragon Essence Blood surged into his body, fueling the Black Dragon Tyrant Body's swift strengthening amid diminishing agony. The Kitten advanced two stages to Early Sixth Stage Divine Communication Realm by bathing and sipping the essence blood, while the Nine-Headed Beast rocketed to Middle Eighth Stage. Ling Qianbi refined her body in the blood, as Nie Ting and the Black Wolf stood aside. After sixty days of intensifying auras, Black Wolf alerted Ye Zhen that the cultivation period concluded.

In the hidden chamber beneath Five Blessings Inn, Ye Zhen gradually opened his eyes, brimming with boundless excitement.

This rush of swiftly growing strength, painful as it might be, proves utterly irresistible!

Ye Zhen lightly crooked his index finger and tapped softly against his own skin!

Thump!

A dull metallic clang echoed slightly, like refined steel wrapped in layers of dragon hide, incredibly tough.

Third Stage!

Twenty days prior, relying on the five-clawed silver dragon's true dragon essence blood, Ye Zhen had surged into the Third Stage of the Black Dragon Tyrant Body!

Upon reaching the Third Stage of the Black Dragon Tyrant Body, Ye Zhen's bodily might now rivals that of a high-grade suppressing device.

Sadly, a minor drawback emerged: post-breakthrough to the Third Stage of the Black Dragon Tyrant Body, refining the five-clawed silver dragon's true dragon essence blood yielded far slower progress.

Still, it outpaces the rate from the Blue-scaled Dragon King's true dragon essence blood by several folds.

In this scenario, the cultivation gains over the following twenty days remained quite remarkable.

Ye Zhen figures that with an unlimited stock of five-clawed silver dragon true dragon essence blood, a year-plus of nonstop training would propel his Black Dragon Tyrant Body into the Fourth Stage.

Yet that would exhaust his current million jin stash of five-clawed silver dragon true dragon essence blood for sure.

Over sixty days, Ye Zhen devoured two hundred thousand jin of five-clawed silver dragon true dragon essence blood; at this pace, the leftovers would last barely past half a year.

Furthermore, as Ye Zhen's Black Dragon Tyrant Body advances daily, each increment demands ever more true dragon essence blood.

Thus, the surviving five-clawed silver dragon true dragon essence blood won't suffice for half a year's cultivation.

All the same, Ye Zhen hungers for the Black Dragon Tyrant Body's Fourth Stage.

According to the Ancient Black Dragon heritage, Third Stage physical prowess matches a high-grade suppressing device—a stark benchmark.

The Fourth Stage of the Black Dragon Tyrant Body offers no such explicit gauge.

Ye Zhen burns with curiosity about the bodily power unlocked at the Black Dragon Tyrant Body's Fourth Stage.

Ye Zhen's eyes glanced across the still-cultivating Cloud Winged Tiger King Kitten, Nine-headed Beast, Big Ears Nie Ting, and Ling Qianbi.

During these sixty days of two-month seclusion, low-base Big Ears Nie Ting utilized Ye Zhen's supplied high-grade Thought Spirit Pill, Spirit Void Fruit, and Blue-scaled Dragon King true dragon essence blood. Physical gains are uncertain, yet his cultivation presence has visibly surged.

From early-stage Eighth Realm of Dao Entrance, he climbed to early-stage Ninth Realm of Dao Entrance—a single realm leap in two months, staggeringly swift.

Yet against the vast resources Ye Zhen poured into him, it pales somewhat.

The resources lavished on Big Ears by Ye Zhen would spark envy in Realm King powerhouses, let alone Dao Realm cultivators—especially the Spirit Void Fruit.

Meanwhile, Ling Qianbi's progress appeared less pronounced.

Cloud Winged Tiger King Kitten and Nine-headed Beast saw the greatest leaps.

Once the wild refinement rush from absorbing five-clawed True Dragon true dragon essence blood tapered off, the duo's late-stage surges also decelerated.

The kitten now teeters at Eighth Stage peak of Divine Communication Realm, mere steps from Ninth Stage of Divine Communication Realm.

The Nine-headed Beast, infused with ancient fierce beast bloodline, hit Ninth Stage peak of Divine Communication Realm twenty-five days back and now accumulates steadily.

Still, Ye Zhen judges the Nine-headed Beast nears Dark Palace Realm breakthrough.

It already radiates the distinctive pressure of a Dark Palace Realm being.

By contrast, Ye Zhen's own cultivation nudge amid body forging barely registers.

His realm edged merely from initial stage Fifth Realm of Divine Communication to middle stage Fifth Realm of Divine Communication—glacial next to theirs.

Yet revealing Ye Zhen's pace would stun the world.

Crossing from initial to middle stage Fifth Realm of Divine Communication in two months signals a full stage every six or seven months.

Many Divine Communication Realm warriors grind years or decades per stage—unmatched.

Of course, five-clawed silver dragon true dragon essence blood eludes most.

Scanning the chamber, Ye Zhen held back from pitting Cloud Winged Tiger King Kitten and Nine-headed Beast against himself. Fierce as they are, they pose no threat to his high-grade suppressing device-level physique.

Purple Spirit, hit me hard—let's gauge my Black Dragon Tyrant Body's might! Ye Zhen declared abruptly.

You certain? Full power? Purple Spirit's doubtful tone resounded.

Uh... Pausing briefly, Ye Zhen requested Purple Spirit limit output to low-grade postnatal spirit treasure level. Since fusing the Mystical Liquid Gold sword body, Purple Spirit steadily rebuilds and bolsters its power.

Set! Sword gleam flashed with Purple Spirit's alert cry.

Ye Zhen lifted his left arm; instantly, Black Dragon Water Spirit Power coalesced into pure dragon scale spirit armor over his right arm.

As Dragon Scale Spirit Armor manifested, it fused flawlessly with Ye Zhen's right arm skin, like innate-born scales—vastly sturdier!

This astonished Ye Zhen. Long-time Dragon Scale Spirit Armor practitioner, he'd never seen this fusion. Perhaps his Black Dragon Tyrant Body leap enabled it?

Whoosh!

Air screamed as purple light streaked; Purple Spirit Immortal Sword hurtled toward Ye Zhen's left arm.

Others would track with eyes.

Ye Zhen sensed it inwardly.

Though artifact spirit Purple Spirit wielded the Purple Spirit Immortal Sword, its primordial spirit link to Ye Zhen let him perceive every nuance as it struck.

The sword descended; Ye Zhen's spiritual power dragon scales quivered myriad times, dissipating three-tenths of the blade's force before shattering utterly.

Then Purple Spirit Immortal Sword bit into Ye Zhen's left forearm.

Yet upon entry, it met inconceivable resilience; muscles clamped fiercely around the blade, defying deeper penetration.

It mimicked wedging into a vise where resistance compounded per fraction advanced.

Sword fiends failed to mar Ye Zhen's flesh at all.

Finally, Ye Zhen's Black Dragon Tyrant Body halted it—lodged three-tenths inch deep, bone untouched.

Purple Spirit's face lit with shock, Kid, impressive! That strike surpassed low-grade postnatal spirit treasure bounds.

Ye Zhen stayed silent; a mere thought mended the fresh gash swiftly.

Post-Third Stage Black Dragon Tyrant Body defense exceeded Ye Zhen's expectations. A low-grade postnatal spirit treasure barely pierced three-tenths inch.

Clad in mid-grade suppressing armor atop his skin, even that treasure might fail to scratch him.

Alright, training ends—gear up, we're moving out. Ye Zhen's resonant, abyss-deep voice boomed, snapping all from trance as it faded.

Ye Zhen's form rematerialized in Mountain God Yi Xun's study.

Alerted by Ye Zhen's talisman, arriving Mountain God Yi Xun jabbed a finger at him grinning, You scamp! Treating my place like your garden—barge in, notify after?

Hey, Old Man, annoyed? Next time exit, knock front door with invite? Ye Zhen laughed.

Cut it out!

With your vanishing acts, better barge and tell after—or skip telling altogether next time, Yi Xun grinned back.

So, what's up?

Heading out from Five Immortals Island soon, but first—update on those Heaven and Earth Spiritual Objects replenishing origin power you mentioned?

Did he reply to your conditions? Ye Zhen pressed.

Update exists—from half a month back, minor so I skipped disturbing your seclusion, Mountain God Yi Xun answered.

Ye Zhen's face lit up, What news?

The reward steward reached out via that person's contact; reply was odd, Yi Xun detailed.

Odd how?

Not the scam we feared. Claims name Wang Baimu; since his tip fell short of reward specs, he'll fulfill them to claim the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Objects spirit shadow.

Needs time, though, Yi Xun continued.

Ye Zhen's eyes gleamed, Wang Baimu? If true, that Heaven and Earth Spiritual Objects intel might be legit.

Your reply?

Mountain God Yi Xun eyed Ye Zhen, Official line: reward stays open till claimed—valid century-long!

Elder Yi, should I reach out, team up? Desperately need those origin-replenishing Heaven and Earth Spiritual Objects. Little Demon thoughts stirred Ye Zhen's urgency.

Hold off! Haste ruins it! Yi Xun shot down firmly. Secure spirit shadow first—gauge risks, prep accordingly.

Origin-replenishing Heaven and Earth Spiritual Objects spawn in deadly zones; claiming them risks all—can't rush.

Even with leads, prepare meticulously before venturing, Mountain God Yi Xun warned gravely.

After brief pause, Ye Zhen nodded firmly, heeding Mountain God Yi Xun deeply.

Oh, on that other query—got some intel now. Curious? Mountain God Yi Xun tossed in.

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Error in prior chapter: Big Ears listed as Ninth Stage Divine Communication Realm—instead Eighth Stage Dao Entrance Realm. Corrected—sorry, brothers!