vomit!
It wasn't nearly as smooth as when it was swallowed. When the Dragon Ball was drawn out of his stomach, Feng Bingwen felt a discomfort in his throat. And when the Dragon Ball floated out of his mouth, he felt a sudden weakness and powerlessness, as if his body was missing something extremely important, and his heart felt empty.
"So big?"
Feng Bingwen, who had no unusual physical reaction, was startled when he looked up. What was floating in front of him was a jade bead the size of a goose egg, emitting a hazy, soft golden light.
"How could a dragon pearl that is about to undergo the dragon transformation tribulation only have so little?"
Zhao Junxian, who had summoned the dragon pearl, shook his head. The dragon pearl, as large as a goose egg, finally revealed its true form. With a burst of golden light, it expanded and became a golden pearl that seemed to be the size of a thousand bushels. In the dazzling golden light, the shadow of a dragon could be vaguely seen, accompanied by bursts of Buddhist chanting.
"Holy crap..."
Looking at the dragon ball on his head, which was bigger than him, Feng Bingwen was completely stunned. He couldn't believe that such a big thing had been peacefully inside his stomach for several months.
"As expected, something's definitely wrong with your Dragon Ball!"
Compared to the ignorant Feng Bingwen, Zhao Junxian, a top-tier second-generation immortal, was quite calm. He reached out and grabbed the dragon ball, and the golden light on the dragon ball surged and flowed into his hand like liquid.
When the golden light faded, the once dazzling Thousand Dragon Pearl had transformed into something else entirely, now a silvery, gleaming ball, almost blindingly bright. Bathed in this radiance, Feng Bingwen felt a stinging pain all over his body, as if he were being pricked by tens of millions of tiny needles.
"besides?"
Holding a handful of golden light in his hands, Zhao Junxian, with his ethereal and otherworldly demeanor, looked on in astonishment. He had seen countless rare treasures in his life, but this was the first time he had ever seen such a bizarre dragon pearl.
"come over!"
Zhao Junxian used his free hand to grab the gleaming silver dragon pearl again. Feng Bingwen, who was below the dragon pearl, felt a sudden white light before his eyes and was forced to close them. When he opened his eyes, the dragon pearl had changed its appearance.
It was crystal clear, with faint rosy light flowing within it. However, a wisp of black mist swirled within it, and within the black mist, a fully scaled dragon could be seen struggling.
"..."
Holding gold in one hand and silver in the other, Zhao Junxian stared speechlessly at the dragon ball, which had not yet returned to normal. He looked at Feng Bingwen, who was also somewhat bewildered, for a moment before shaking his head.
Then, Zhao Junxian clenched his fists, and the gold and silver objects condensed. When he opened his palms, two dazzling spiritual lights appeared, one a radiant Buddhist light and the other a soaring sword aura.
"The dragon that forged this dragon pearl must have committed some terrible sin to cause such a catastrophic disaster. One of these two is the remnant of a sword immortal's sword energy, and the other is the legacy of a Buddhist venerable."
I have smoothed out the murderous intent within, leaving only the sword spirit and Buddhist insights. You may carry this with you and study it carefully; it will greatly benefit your cultivation.
As he spoke, Zhao Junxian reached out and pushed, and the object formed by the golden and silver light immediately floated in front of Feng Bingwen. It was a dazzling Bodhi seed and a three-inch sword.
Upon seeing this extraordinary sight, Feng Bingwen reached out to grab the Bodhi seed. As soon as he touched it, he felt a wave of warmth. When he touched it, his mind became completely clear and empty, as if he had no desires and had achieved enlightenment.
Clang~
At this moment, a clear and melodious sword hum rang out, and Feng Bingwen felt a sharp pain in his right palm, instantly breaking free from his sage-like state.
He looked down and saw that the three-inch sword had somehow disappeared into his palm, like a birthmark, deeply engraved into the lines of his hand.
"Thank you, teacher."
Knowing that he had obtained two great opportunities, Feng Bingwen was truly grateful. Even if these opportunities had been integrated into the Dragon Pearl and were stored in his stomach, what difference would it make? He had no idea about them, and even if he did know, he couldn't touch them.
"No need, this is your good fortune. I just didn't expect that there would be remnants of the dragon soul in this dragon ball!"
Zhao Junxian, who seemed to have only done two insignificant things, looked at the Dragon Ball that still had a strange power remaining, and his eyes couldn't help but show a strange look.
"Dragon Soul?"
Feng Bingwen was frightened.
"No need to be nervous. This dragon soul is entangled by the demonic energy. Judging from its appearance, it will probably be destroyed by the demonic energy in a few days."
"..."
Feng Bingwen opened his mouth, unsure of what to say. It truly lived up to its reputation as a heavenly book, leaving him with absolutely no hidden dangers.
"The dragon's spirit is almost completely worn away by this demonic energy. This dragon is incredibly unlucky. Could it have run into a Taoist immortal and a Buddhist venerable, and then encountered a demonic incarnation wandering the world?"
Zhao Junxian couldn't help but sigh. He used the same trick again, pulling the ball of demonic energy out of the dragon pearl, but instead of solidifying it as before, he directly used lightning magic. With the flash of five-colored lightning, the ball of demonic energy was completely obliterated.
At this moment, within that crystal-clear, thousand-dou-sized dragon pearl, only a hazy, somewhat illusory dragon shadow remained—this was the so-called dragon soul.
"Alright, there are no more problems."
The boy clapped his hands, and the dragon ball returned to its original egg-sized size. Seeing this, Feng Bingwen quickly spoke up.
"Wait a minute, teacher, aren't we going to extract the Dragon Soul from these Dragon Balls? Isn't that a bit unsafe?"
"There's no need. I've already checked it. The dragon soul is ruined, and there's not a trace of true spirit left. It won't affect you. On the contrary, it will be useful for your future cultivation."
"Then I'm fine."
Based on the few skills his master had just demonstrated, Feng Bingwen felt reassured. He opened his mouth and swallowed the dragon pearl back into his stomach.
He didn't know if it was just his imagination, but after the dragon ball entered his stomach, the feeling was different from the beginning. It seemed to be more in harmony with him, and the surging power surged through his body, strengthening his physique.
"The Dragon Ball contains remnants of the Dragon Soul, which is a pleasant surprise. With this, you should be able to learn the methods of the God and Demon Path much faster!"
At this moment, Zhao Junxian's gaze toward her disciple changed again.
He had never seen such a bizarre dragon ball before, with so much remaining power and such a high level of power. What was most amazing was that before he drew it out, the dragon ball had maintained a delicate balance and had not caused any harm to the child in front of him. Even the dragon soul that might have tried to possess the child was suppressed by the demonic energy and was forcibly ground into a harmless immortal material.
"Please enlighten me, teacher!"
Feng Bingwen expressed his thirst for knowledge.
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