Celestial Dragon Sword Venerable-Chapter 48: Golden Bell Shield, Iron Cloth Shirt and Lion’s Roar

Chapter 48: Chapter 48: Golden Bell Shield, Iron Cloth Shirt and Lion’s Roar

Dugu Qiubai, a firm believer that mastery trumps dabbling, had distilled the finest aspects of these cultivation techniques and integrated them with the Dragon Soul to forge the *Xuanyuan Dragon-Controlling Immortal Sword Technique*.

Yet, Ye Tianling not only practiced the *Xuanyuan Dragon-Controlling Immortal Sword Technique*, but also trained in each of these other techniques individually, intending to master them all to their absolute limits!

Ye Tianling completed his Enlightenment Dao. His mind and spirit were now in perfect harmony, and he felt as though his Dragon Soul could come alive at any moment.

His spirits soared. ’Even though I’m temporarily "disconnected" from my physical body, this is an absolute blessing in disguise.’

After completing the Dragon Soul’s Enlightenment Dao, Ye Tianling had also thoroughly mastered the *North Nether Divine Skill*—a heaven-defying Devouring technique!

Afterward, Ye Tianling began to delve into the deeper memories of the Unparalleled Sword Demon, Dugu Qiubai, to learn more about his life.

Gradually, Ye Tianling ’saw’ a fantastical martial world.

In that world, Dugu Qiubai had lived for several hundred years.

Around the age of one hundred and fifty, Dugu Qiubai passed on techniques like the *Nine Palace Mathematics*, *Qimen Dunjia*, and *Jade Sea Tide-Rising Song* to a youth named Huang Yaoshi. At about two hundred, he passed down the legacy of the *Nine Swords of Dugu* to a one-armed young man named Yang Guo. Finally, as he neared the age of five hundred and was on the verge of Sword-Breaking Void, he taught part of the *Nine Swords of Dugu* to another youth named Linghu Chong.

Ye Tianling continued to observe the memories.

During this time, Dugu Qiubai visited a Martial Arts Sect called Shaolin and entered its Scripture Pavilion.

From Dugu Qiubai’s perspective inside the Scripture Pavilion, Ye Tianling saw a great many Martial Arts Manuals, including the Seventy-Two Supreme Skills of Shaolin.

Among them, three Martial Arts Manuals in particular were seared into Ye Tianling’s mind: the *Golden Bell Shield*, the *Iron Cloth Shirt*, and the *Lion’s Roar*.

The *Golden Bell Shield* and *Iron Cloth Shirt* were both used to cultivate the physical body, while the *Lion’s Roar* was a sonic attack technique of absolutely terrifying power!

In the current Sword Dao World, such a technique would be a supreme, soul-shattering art! Its grade would far exceed Celestial Tier Top Grade!

With his insight, Ye Tianling could imagine that if he activated the *Lion’s Roar* with his Dragon Soul talent, it would produce a true Dragon Soul Roar, powerful enough to shatter an enemy’s Soul! It would be killing in its most formless, intangible state!

Ye Tianling replayed this memory over and over—the one of Dugu Qiubai browsing the manuals in the Scripture Pavilion—and from it, he extracted the cultivation techniques for the *Golden Bell Shield*, *Iron Cloth Shirt*, and *Lion’s Roar*.

’If I had cultivated the *Golden Bell Shield* and *Iron Cloth Shirt* when I faced Ye Cangqian, would I have allowed him to crush my bones to splinters?’

’My peerless Sword Venerate Dominating Body, combined with the terrifying *Golden Bell Shield* and *Iron Cloth Shirt*...’ Ye Tianling burned to know just how fearsome his Defense Power would become once he cultivated them to their peak!

The very thought made Ye Tianling tremble with uncontrollable excitement.

...

"Wanlun Ancient Land is just ahead, Master! You have to hang on, don’t you dare croak on me. You still haven’t taught Lord Que the core Profound Meaning of the *Nine Palace Mathematics*!"

Que Xinyan wiped sweat from his brow, his expression one of utter exhaustion.

He was travel-worn and grimy, reeking of sour sweat, and looked utterly wretched.

Now, gazing at the towering, mist-wreathed mountains ahead, he couldn’t help but sigh with emotion.

「It was now the fifth day since Ye Tianling’s injury.」

Over these five days, Que Xinyan had fed Ye Tianling a total of nine Creation Pills—Profound Tier Top Grade, and even a few of Earth Tier Lower Grade—but Ye Tianling’s physical body showed almost no change.

It remained shattered and broken, a truly miserable sight.

However, while his wounds and injuries hadn’t healed, they also hadn’t worsened. He was in the same state as when he was first injured, still hanging on by a thread, not yet dead.

’To be honest, for a Gold-devouring Rat to treat me like this...’ Ye Tianling was genuinely moved. He decided that once he recovered, he would teach Que Xinyan the true *Nine Palace Mathematics*, *Little Faceless Technique*, and *Turtle Breath Technique*.

As Ye Tianling thought this, Que Xinyan released a surge of Essence Blood Power.

The Essence Blood Power manifested as a Blood Spirit Spiritual Body.

Watching it form, Que Xinyan finally broke into a satisfied smile. He then took out a blood-red token and shot it into the body of the Blood Spirit Spiritual Body.

VMMMM—

A moment later, the Blood Spirit Spiritual Body distorted, opening a passage that resembled a Void Gate.

"It’s open! Let’s go, Master, Lord Que will take you into Wanlun Ancient Land and get you healed. That way, you can cultivate in this powerful Ancient Land under their protection. When you finally emerge, you’ll squash that so-called Emperor Cangqian under your foot!"

Que Xinyan snickered, his eyes filled with anticipation.

"You filthy rat, what are you doing here?"

Just then, a cold, sharp female voice rang out.

The Void Gate had just opened, and before Que Xinyan could take two steps, he was blocked by a man and a woman dressed in white.

"Senior Sister Wang Yun, Senior Brother Wang Zhen. I, your Junior Brother Que, have come seeking your Master, Fairy Wang Qingyu."

Que Xinyan bowed respectfully, a sycophantic smile on his face.

The young woman, Wang Yun, frowned slightly. "In such a filthy state, how can you possibly set foot in the Forbidden Land of our Wanlun Ancient Land?"

Wang Zhen, however, said, "Junior Sister, let it go. This Junior Brother Que is a Gold-devouring Rat; filth is in his nature, so let’s not make a fuss. Besides, his master, Daoist Que De, is on good terms with our own Master. Since he’s come and used a Blood Order to open the gate to the Forbidden Land, it would be unjust for us to obstruct him."

Wang Yun scoffed. "I’m not saying he can’t enter, but would it kill him to clean up a little? The stench is overwhelming. It’s utterly nauseating."

Wang Zhen gave an awkward laugh and said apologetically, "Junior Brother Que, my apologies, but please wait a moment."

Que Xinyan chuckled. "Why don’t I just head right in?"

A hint of embarrassment crossed Wang Zhen’s face. "Our Master has developed a preference for cleanliness recently. I’m sorry."

Que Xinyan’s expression turned a little stiff, but he didn’t say anything.

Soon, instead of the Void Gate opening further, a Teleportation Array suddenly materialized, whisking Que Xinyan and Ye Tianling directly to a desolate canyon.

A middle-aged woman with a stunningly beautiful face and a voluptuous figure hovered silently in the air above the canyon, her gaze profoundly indifferent.

This woman was none other than Wang Zhen and Wang Yun’s Master, Wang Qingyu.

"Why have you come?"

Wang Qingyu’s tone was just as indifferent.

"Fairy Qingyu, my Master once said that if I ever ran into trouble, I could present the Blood Order—"

Before Que Xinyan could finish, Wang Qingyu cut him off. "You want to save this dead man beside you?"

Que Xinyan froze. "He’s not dead. He’s still alive."

Wang Qingyu said, "It’s no different from being dead. His Soul is shattered, his body has no Dantian and no Qi Sea, let alone a Qi Pillar. A person like this is utter trash. What’s the point in saving him?"

Que Xinyan said, "This junior is willing to use the Blood Order in exchange for a chance to save him."

Wang Qingyu shook her head. "The Blood Order can only help a disciple of your master, which is to say, you. If this man’s Talent were exceptional, we could save him and accept him as one of our own disciples. That would be fine. But this... is not a realistic option. Give it up."

Que Xinyan said, "He is another Master to whom I have sworn fealty. I beg you, Senior, please save him. I, Que Xinyan, am willing to owe you a favor on my own Master’s behalf."