Nine Heavens Martial Emperor

Of course, Wu Taichu and the three Grand Elders had no idea what Lin Hao was thinking. They assumed he had given up and all breathed a sigh of relief.

When they heard Lin Hao mention returning to War Dragon City, Wu Taichu quickly agreed. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

At the same time, he was already mentally calculating what kind of gifts he should prepare for Lin Hao to take back.

The three Grand Elders shared the exact same thought as Wu Taichu.

Although Lin Hao was young, he was their senior. After everything that had happened, they now held him in the highest admiration.

’As juniors, our elder is returning home, so we must prepare gifts. And they can’t be shabby, either.’

For a moment, they all fell silent.

Of course, Lin Hao didn’t know what they were thinking. Seeing their worried expressions, he thought they were concerned about the issue of Refining Materials.

This only strengthened Lin Hao’s resolve to pay a visit to the Suo Demon Sect after returning from War Dragon City.

Not wanting to disturb them, Lin Hao quietly slipped out of the meeting hall.

Lin Hao did a quick calculation. There were only four days until the traditional New Year’s Eve, and War Dragon City’s martial competition was scheduled for the first day of the new year.

And right now, he still had many things left to do.

He had yet to create a bloodline for Yang Peng;

He needed to teach Lian Lanxin more about Artifact Refining;

He had to take Wu Taichu and the others into the Saha World for another round of cultivation;

And he still had to refine the Nine Dragon God Refining Pills for his third and fourth brothers.

Among these tasks, Lin Hao decided to check on Yang Peng’s progress first.

When Lin Hao saw Yang Peng again, he was astonished.

In just a few days, Yang Peng’s cultivation had impressively reached the Third Layer of the Blood Coagulation Realm.

Although this progress couldn’t compare to his own, it wasn’t far behind.

"Young Master, thank you!" Seeing him, Yang Peng was overcome with emotion and immediately fell to his knees.

Lin Hao shrugged and said nonchalantly, "This was all your own effort."

"No, Young Master. If not for this martial technique, I wouldn’t have reached the Third Layer of the Blood Coagulation Realm even in three years. I’ve found that when I use this martial technique with my Cultivation Technique, my cultivation speed is incredibly fast," Yang Peng said excitedly.

"Oh?" Lin Hao was surprised.

He had heard Lord Lingdi say that the Golden Roc Soaring and the Great Roc King Fist were supreme martial techniques of the Celestial Roc Race and were not suitable for human cultivation. Why, then, was Yang Peng such a natural at it?

Unable to figure it out, Lin Hao simply shook his head and decided not to dwell on it.

Since Yang Peng’s cultivation had reached the Third Layer of the Blood Coagulation Realm, it was time to create a bloodline for him.

"Come with me!" Lin Hao said, then led Yang Peng toward the sect’s Regeneration Pool.

After creating a bloodline for Yang Peng today, he could take him into the Saha World to cultivate.

Lin Hao needed him to grow strong as quickly as possible.

On the way, Lin Hao called over a disciple and had him go summon Wu Taichu and the others.

Creating a bloodline for a mortal body was a matter of great importance. Not only could there be no mistakes, but only those who were absolutely trusted could be allowed near the Regeneration Pool.

If word of this were to leak, it would bring about a fatal disaster.

Creating a bloodline for a mortal... this was far too world-shattering, too unheard of and horrifying.

By the time Lin Hao arrived at the Regeneration Pool with Yang Peng, Wu Taichu and the three Grand Elders had already been waiting for a long time.

Seeing Yang Peng, they all showed surprise, especially when they saw he had already returned to the Third Layer of the Blood Coagulation Realm. They were utterly shocked.

But one glance at Lin Hao beside him, and they instantly felt that this was perfectly normal.

’With Martial Grand-Uncle (or Martial Uncle) here, anything is possible.’

"Martial Grand-Uncle (or Martial Uncle), do you have a way to increase his chances of awakening a bloodline?" To come to the Regeneration Pool and not allow any outsiders near... this was the only possibility.

Lin Hao smiled but didn’t answer.

Soon, everything would be revealed.

In the Regeneration Pool, Yang Peng sat cross-legged.

Lin Hao also sat down cross-legged behind him.

"Empty your mind of all thoughts, let your Spirit Platform be clear, and entrust your body to me..." Lin Hao’s voice was serene, as if it had a hypnotic effect. Before long, he had taken control of Yang Peng’s body.

Lin Hao activated his Cultivation Technique, mobilized his True Self, and guided a special True Essence to flow through Yang Peng’s body.

His True Self was created by the Nine Dragon God Refining Pill, and this special True Essence would leave an imprint in Yang Peng’s body, increasing his chances of witnessing the formation of one of the Dragon’s Nine Sons.

This process lasted a full hour, with Lin Hao tirelessly conditioning Yang Peng’s body.

Finally, Lin Hao spoke. "Open your mouth!"

Yang Peng opened his mouth as instructed.

Lin Hao fed the Nine Dragon God Refining Pill into his mouth.

The miraculous pill entered Yang Peng’s Dantian and slowly began to dissolve.

"The rest is up to you. Remember, no matter what pain you experience, you must grit your teeth and endure. At the same time, pay close attention to the changes of the pill. Don’t miss even the slightest detail!"

The Nine Dragon Flower was nurtured for nine thousand years and possessed unimaginable effects. He himself had a deep understanding of what happened after consuming the pill.

Lin Hao spoke, then slowly withdrew his hands.

If Yang Peng could witness one of the Nine Sons while refining this Nine Dragon God Refining Pill, and remember every minute detail of its transformation, then creating an identical bloodline would be practically guaranteed.

The next moment, Yang Peng’s body trembled, and a look of pain appeared on his face.

But Lin Hao smiled.

’This means one of the Dragon’s Nine Sons has appeared in Yang Peng’s sea of consciousness.’

’This is a good sign.’

Time passed, second by second. Yang Peng was drenched in sweat, his face twisted beyond recognition. He was clearly suffering inhuman agony.

Suddenly, a phantom image appeared above his head.

It was a ferocious beast, with the body of a jackal, a sword in its mouth, and the wrathful glare of a vajra.

The moment it appeared, Wu Taichu and the three Grand Elders violently spat out a mouthful of blood, scrambling back with faces full of horror.

But Lin Hao, who was closest to Yang Peng, was completely unaffected. He stared at the ferocious beast with a calm gaze.

When he had created his own bloodline, he had not only witnessed the formation of all nine of the Dragon’s Sons but had also seen a Black Dragon.

Right now, it was merely one of the Dragon’s Nine Sons manifesting. To him, it was nothing much to look at.

In the distance, Wu Taichu and the three Grand Elders were all prostrate on the ground, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

The entire Heaven-Stepping Sect fell silent, and not a single creature dared to move.

Fortunately, the phantom image appeared as suddenly as it vanished. After a short while, Yang Peng’s complexion gradually returned to normal, and then he opened his eyes.

The very first thing Yang Peng did upon opening his eyes was to kneel before Lin Hao, right there in the Regeneration Pool, and kowtow desperately.

"Good. You truly did not disappoint me. Rise," Lin Hao said, accepting the gesture with regal grace before speaking.

Yang Peng stood up and then stood respectfully by Lin Hao’s side, his gaze upon Lin Hao like he was looking at a god.

"You... you’ve awakened a bloodline?" Elder Gu walked over, stammering as he asked.

This Yang Peng was a mortal body—Lord Lingdi’s eyes were never wrong—but now he had awakened a bloodline.

And most importantly, even he couldn’t see through Yang Peng’s bloodline.

Elder Gu looked at Wu Taichu, who also shook his head.

Wu Taichu’s own natal bloodline was orange, and his constitution was that of a Yuan Body.

The fact that even he couldn’t see through it meant that Yang Peng’s current constitution surpassed a Yuan Body!

This fact was too astonishing.

Yang Peng glanced at Lin Hao. Seeing no reaction from him, he finally replied, "You’re mistaken. I didn’t awaken a bloodline. The Young Master created a bloodline for me! I don’t know my bloodline’s constitution, but I do know my Divine Soul!"

A Martial Artist’s cultivation path starts with a bloodline, then later, a Divine Soul.

Unless one’s cultivation reaches the Soul Gathering Realm, one would not know what kind of Divine Soul they possessed.

Although Wu Taichu had entered the Soul Gathering Realm, he still didn’t fully understand his own Divine Soul or know its specific form. Yet now, Yang Peng claimed he knew his own Divine Soul. This completely overturned his understanding of the martial path.

"The Young Master used the Nine Dragon Flower to refine a pill, giving me the opportunity to witness the formation of one of the Dragon’s Nine Sons. Now, it has become my Divine Soul," Yang Peng explained.

"What?!" Wu Taichu and the three Grand Elders cried out in shock at the same time.

To have one of the Dragon’s Nine Sons as a Divine Soul!

This was simply unheard of, terrifying to the extreme!

"A mortal body can actually have a bloodline created for it, and one that is so outrageously powerful... This... this..." Wu Taichu and the three Grand Elders mumbled.

At that moment, an absurd thought arose in their minds: ’Why wasn’t I born a mortal body!’

Suddenly, Wu Taichu’s eyes widened as he stared at Lin Hao.

He remembered that Lin Hao had once used a Nine Dragon Flower to refine a pill and then, with his help, had come to this very Regeneration Pool.

It was that time that Lin Hao had awakened—or rather, created—his bloodline.

Recalling the phenomenon from when Lin Hao created his bloodline, he desperately wanted to ask him what his Divine Soul was.

’One of the Dragon’s Nine Sons?’

’Or could it be... the mother of the Nine Sons—a Dragon!’

’That terrifying phenomenon, one that even the heavens tried to suppress... it must be the latter!’

Wu Taichu was left completely dumbfounded.

Having a Dragon as a Divine Soul... this couldn’t be described with the mere word ’terrifying.’ It was heaven-defying to the extreme.

If he knew that Lin Hao had created a True Self, and that this True Self stood proudly above an Ink Dragon, one could only imagine how shocked he would be.

He didn’t know, but Yang Peng had an inkling.

Before his bloodline was created, Yang Peng didn’t understand how frightening Lin Hao was.

Now, having created a bloodline with a Dragon’s Son as his Divine Soul, he looked at Lin Hao and felt a tremor deep in his soul. He couldn’t muster the slightest thought of resistance—only submission, absolute submission.

Only now did Yang Peng truly feel Lin Hao’s terrifying power.

Even if he hadn’t sworn a Blood Oath, even if he reached the pinnacle of the martial path in the future, a single thought from Lin Hao would still be enough to make him submit.

Absolute suppression!

Lin Hao was destined to be his master.

However, Yang Peng felt not a shred of resentment, because everything he had was given to him by Lin Hao.

Lin Hao stood with his hands behind his back, becoming a monumental figure in Yang Peng’s eyes.

"Young Master, from this day forward, let me clear all obstacles for you. I will advance fearlessly for whatever you wish to accomplish. From now on, I will not revere gods, nor will I fear demons. If anyone dares block your path, I will kill any god and slaughter any demon in my way!"

Yang Peng’s spirit surged. He suddenly dropped to his knees and made the strongest of oaths.

Lin Hao turned back and smiled faintly.

’I intend to forge the sharpest of weapons, and Yang Peng is only the beginning.’

Wu Taichu and the three Grand Elders clenched their fists, feeling their own blood boil with excitement.

They had a premonition that this world would one day be dominated by Lin Hao.

"Martial Grand-Uncle (or Martial Uncle), in the future, when you set out to conquer the world, the Heaven-Stepping Sect will forever be your shield," Wu Taichu and the three Grand Elders declared in unison.

Now that Yang Peng recognized Lin Hao as his master, there was no longer any need to hide Lin Hao’s status from him.

Yang Peng paused in surprise, and then he understood everything.