Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting with brother's wife and young sister Chapter 898 - 480: This Demon Beast Is Quite Talkative

"What?"

"He actually knew?"

Chen Xuan froze in place, while Liu Sheng and Zhan Tian had vanished from his view by now.

"Heh heh!"

A wry grin twisted his features; he'd assumed his moves stayed hidden, but reality hit hard—he'd been overly arrogant.

Or perhaps... the mighty experts of Great Yu proved utterly formidable.

He shook his head before heading into Prince Xuan’s Mansion.

Within the void.

"Why scare him off like that before we go?"

Liu Sheng felt irritated, viewing Chen Xuan as the future head of the Ritual Department.

Treating him like family, he naturally wished to shield him.

"He dared rush into the tenth floor of the Library Pavilion; I spared him by not confronting him—if it repeats, I'll snap his leg!"

"Damn it!"

"Utterly reckless!"

Zhan Tian's eyes bulged in fury, annoyed at how the elder doted on the boy.

"By the way, how did he acquire the Rule of Space?"

His face grew grave at that moment.

"I don’t know."

Liu Sheng realized he couldn't conceal it; Zhan Tian's power would've detected it during the scan of Chen Xuan.

Yet they respected each other's mysteries, making it tough to probe further.

"Is it safe leaving him here unchecked?"

If Zhou learned of the Rule of Space, he'd attack without mercy—even united, the pair lacked assurance against him.

The Imperial City offered better protection.

"I handed him a Spirit Talisman; you didn't spot it initially yourself."

As Zhan Tian pressed on, Liu Sheng interrupted firmly, "Relax, that young man doesn't strike me as short-lived."

Zhan Tian paused briefly upon hearing this, then said, "Fine, plus Zhou's true body can't manifest anyway."

"Still, a issue lingers!"

"Buried Bone Land will spell danger for him!"

"Did you warn him?"

Zhan Tian inquired.

"Top-level Rule of Space—could I demand he abandon it?"

Liu Sheng's retort left him speechless.

"True... top-level rules..."

Zhan Tian muttered softly.

The allure of the Rule of Space tempted even him beyond resistance.

"Don't fret; it won't be major trouble. I'll ensure his body toughens like jade bones, and with Qin Ying on our side?"

"Together, they'll dominate all foes!"

Confidence gleamed in Liu Sheng’s gaze after those words.

He held unshakeable faith in their duo.

"Hopefully..."

The Buried Bone Land hid complexities; their joint might was unquestionable, but total domination? Far from simple.

...

Inside the Prince’s Mansion Great Hall, Chen Xuan eyed the crumpled winged dragon beast. "If you're alive, get up!"

A peak demon beast at minimum, felled by one punch into a crater—pure shame for its kind.

"Bang!"

Reluctantly, the winged dragon beast leaped from the hole.

"Whew—"

"Those two elders are gone at last; they almost ended me!"

As it spoke, its form shrank back to human scale.

"Why so feeble?"

Chen Xuan questioned in wonder.

"No way around it—had to supply essence blood to that ancient fossil; I'm fortunate to breathe still."

Terror flickered in the winged dragon beast's eyes.

Those days rivaled hell itself!

"Anyway, what do you need me for?"

The elders hauled it from Dark Moon and dumped it here without instructions.

"To aid in Alchemy!"

Chen Xuan stated flatly.

"What?"

"Use me for Alchemy?"

Rage exploded in the winged dragon beast; escaped from one peril into another—no, at Dark Moon it served as live tonic, now this for pill-making.

It yearned to strike!

"Calm down; your survival hangs in balance, and any schemes mean instant death from me!"

Chen Xuan warned icily.

"Can I live?"

"Uncertain!"

....

After half a day.

Chen Xuan led the winged dragon beast to Celestial Spring Village.

"What's the purpose here?"

The winged dragon beast wondered aloud.

"Quiet!"

Chen Xuan snapped; the journey had tested his patience with its endless chatter.

"Just curious!"

The winged dragon beast wore a wronged expression.

Facing possible doom, denied even chit-chat?

Naturally stifled too—years in Dark Moon as that fossil's elixir, drained of blood essence into torpor each time.

This half-day's words outdid its Dark Moon lifetime.

"Come along!"

Chen Xuan soared toward the Primordial Realm entrance.

The winged dragon beast trailed without delay.

Mid-air, Chen Xuan unleashed Spiritual Power; a portal materialized gradually. He turned to the beast: "Go in!"

"Where's this gateway take us?"

"Bang!"

Chen Xuan answered with a swift kick.

"Endless prattle!"

He cursed before striding through, the door vanishing behind.

"This place...!"

The winged dragon beast gaped; Spiritual Qi here surged overwhelmingly, worlds apart from beyond.

"Huff, huff, huff..."

Like a naive villager beholding wonders, it guzzled the Primordial Realm’s Spiritual Qi voraciously.

"You inhale airborne Spiritual Qi directly like that?"

Chen Xuan marveled at its crude yet effective method.

Possible in such a way?

He required pre-refining air's Spiritual Qi for absorption himself.

"Whew—"

Another greedy inhale brought bliss to its face; then it answered, "Yes, our winged dragon beast clan's special cultivation technique—though this realm's density suits it perfectly, or efficiency drops."