Celestial Dragon Sword Venerable

Chapter 430: Running Rampant

"Alright, Tianling Divine Son. I’ll come visit you next time."

Kong Daoxi’s eyes were like limpid pools as she murmured in a gentle voice.

She might as well have had "I like you, Ye Tianling" written in big letters across her face.

Ye Tianling watched Kong Daoxi and her three companions leave before turning his gaze to the two from the Profound Yin Race.

"Tianling Divine Son, we’re sorry! We truly had nothing to do with Mo Yuxi. We tried to persuade him not to act so recklessly, but he refused to listen."

At this moment, Mo Yuqian and Mo Yufan finally realized their turn had come. Trembling with fear, they immediately bowed and apologized.

"Hmph. I never sensed any killing intent from either of you, so we’ll let this matter drop. You’re Mo Yuqian, correct? I know you’re a schemer, but don’t play your little games with me. I despise it when people who think they’re clever try to show off in my presence."

After that battle and the introductions from numerous Divine Children, Ye Tianling’s Soul Talent had undergone a transformation.

As a result, his Soul Talent had gleaned some information about Mo Yuqian and Mo Yuxi. Ye Tianling immediately knew that Mo Yuqian was a calculating woman who enjoyed sleeping with men and was no longer a virgin.

While that wasn’t a big deal in this day and age, and Ye Tianling wouldn’t look down on her for it, he had absolutely no interest in Mo Yuqian—even if she were to willingly offer herself to him.

"Yes, yes! We wouldn’t dare!"

Mo Yuqian’s heart leaped in terror. It only further confirmed how frightening this man was—a man whom even the Celestial Dao could not kill.

She immediately began nodding profusely and replied in a respectful tone.

"Alright, you two can leave. Go, while I’m not in the mood for a massacre."

As Ye Tianling spoke, his gaze swept his surroundings. "Very good," he continued. "There are now 793 cultivators here, including many Saint Sons and Saintesses, Princes and Princesses, and dozens of Divine Sons and Divine Ladies. This saves me the trouble of hunting you all down. Whoever has obtained a Dao Fire, step forward and hand it over."

Suddenly, Ye Tianling channeled his power through the Lion’s Roar cultivation technique, infusing his voice with the terrifying Void Soul Samadhi True Flame Battle Soul Aura of his Near Nine battle power as he bellowed.

The sound was deafening, like an unending dragon’s roar that shook the very heavens and earth, making the crowd of cultivators feel as if their eardrums would burst.

Beside Ye Tianling, Song Mina, Mola, and Meng Qianqiu all nearly rolled their eyes. ’Damn, he’s just so unbelievably arrogant!’

But after Ye Tianling’s bellow, seven figures in the distance obediently flew over.

Five were men.

Two were women.

One of the women struck Ye Tianling as strangely familiar.

"Tianling Divine Son, this is the Dao Fire I acquired. Your power is boundless, and your battle power is at the Breaking Eight level. This Dao Fire rightfully belongs to you."

The first was a Prince of Royal Blood from the Celestial Wing Royal Family, his body covered in white wings. He offered up the Dao Fire without a moment’s hesitation.

This scene left Xia Xinyue and the others watching from a distance completely dumbfounded.

"Our Golden-winged Roc’s Kunpeng Divine Son is just that strong!"

Yao Lun couldn’t help but exclaim in endless admiration.

Yao Ling’s beautiful eyes glistened. She had to admit, in that moment, she was deeply moved. She was overcome with lust!

"Of course! I’ve heard the news that our Golden-winged Roc Lineage has produced a ’Golden Boy and Jade Girl’—a Divine Son and Divine Lady of astonishing talent, beings on par with a Young Venerable. But they belong to that stubborn old guard faction."

"But if anyone dares to oppose the Tianling Divine Son, I’ll fight them to the death!"

Yao Ling was now Ye Tianling’s staunchest supporter. How could she possibly tolerate anyone disrespecting him?

Besides, the Kunpeng Divine Son wasn’t *just* the Kunpeng Divine Son anymore. If the Golden-winged Roc Clan couldn’t accommodate him, he could easily go to the Xuanwu Lineage.

Hadn’t everyone seen Wu Yunxiao’s fanatical reverence for this ’Xuanwu Dragon Turtle Divine Son’?

And judging by his rapport with Kong Lindao, they had likely forged a bond through their battle. Given the Peacock King’s unconventional, unrestrained, and morally ambiguous nature, he would probably be thrilled to have someone like Ye Tianling join his Immortal Phoenix Peacock Lineage.

Yao Ling knew all this without even having to think about it.

And it wasn’t just her. Who here was foolish enough not to realize the same thing?

The fact that the Prince of Royal Blood from the Celestial Wing Royal Family had handed over his Dao Fire was proof enough.

"And you are?"

Ye Tianling asked simply, glancing coolly at the Prince from the Celestial Wing Royal Family before him.

"I am Prince Ning. Like the Tianling Divine Son, I primarily cultivate the Sword Dao. As for my name, it is a title I inherited from my father. I do not... I did not mean to offend you, Tianling Divine Son, by my name."

The Prince of the Celestial Wing Royal Family, Prince Ning, bowed deeply, his attitude exceedingly respectful.

In truth, he was reluctant to hand over the Dao Fire. After all, obtaining it had not been easy, and he had exhausted countless methods to secure it.

But given the battle power Ye Tianling had displayed against Kong Lindao, Prince Ning calculated that even if his own strength were a hundred times greater, he would still be no match for him, let alone at his current level.

With his opponent’s terrifying power and precise control over Flame, it would be impossible for anyone to hide a Dao Fire from him.

Therefore, Prince Ning decided to be graceful about it and hand over the Dao Fire.

If he didn’t hand it over, with so many Unparalleled Saint Sons and Saintesses and Divine Sons and Divine Ladies present, he had no hope of keeping it anyway.

"Prince Ning, you’ve done well."

Ye Tianling nodded. His gaze sharpened, and a flame-like lotus platform, resembling a black hole, manifested between his brows.

VMMM—

Within a single breath, the Dao Fire sank into Ye Tianling’s flame lotus platform and was instantly absorbed.

TSSS—

Ye Tianling’s soul jolted. He could feel his Soul Talent breaking through once again!

In that instant, his Sixth Sense became much clearer. At the same time, the Flame Purgatory World suddenly seemed to teem with vibrant life.

’So the Soul Talent can evolve through the fusion of Samadhi True Fire and Karmic Fire! No wonder my Soul Talent suddenly grew stronger!’

A thrill went through Ye Tianling’s heart, and he was immediately delighted.

He then turned his attention to the six other cultivators who had come forward.

"Huh?"

As Ye Tianling’s gaze fell upon one of them, a strange look flashed in his eyes.

Previously, when he looked at these cultivators, they had all seemed somewhat indistinct.

But now, with a single glance, he could instantly acquire information about them.

Among them was the woman who had seemed so familiar. Though her appearance had changed drastically—becoming cold, breathtakingly beautiful, and a world apart from how she used to be—his Soul Talent completely revealed her information.

"Xia Xinyan? Is that you?"

Ye Tianling stared at the Goddess who had flown over, a look of shock appearing in his eyes.

Xia Xinyan, the Candidate Saintess of Blood Killing Heaven from the Void Realm who had once fought him to a standstill, had now actually become a Goddess, and her appearance had changed immensely.