Starting My Cultivation With Time Management-Chapter 687

Chapter 687: Chapter 21 This is a Fool Chapter 687 -21 This is a Fool “`

Transforming from Kun to Peng is a very mysterious process.

Theoretically, the five major races: hair, scales, horns, feathers, and Kun should not intermingle.

Even if a carp evolves into a dragon by leaping over the Dragon Gate, that’s still an internal evolution within the Scaled Clan and does not cross that boundary.

Yet the Kunpeng truly transformed from an aquatic behemoth to a Golden-Winged Roc, with the process in between being completely unknown.

Thus, the Azure Dragon Clan expelled Kunpeng from the “Scaled Clan origins” a long time ago, considering Kun to be a kind of aquatic member of the Feathered Clan…

Anyway, the logic is somewhat far-fetched.

The giant Kun before them had lived who knows how long and was rather mild-mannered (or more accurately, lacked much of the wariness acquired later in life), saying that he had been alone since he was young.

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He had already perfected the bloodline secret technique but had been unable to find the method for transforming into a Peng, which caused him great distress.

Recently, he was struck by a sudden thought, planning to try leaping continuously out of the water to see if his body could gradually adapt to an environment completely filled with air and thereby grow the feathers that a Roc should have-he was just about to make like a whale breaching when he happened to encounter the two flying swordsmen passing by, so he came to ask.

Upon hearing this, Qiu Changtian guessed why the Wan Xiang Immortal had sent them here.

The size of this Kun was so vast that simply surfacing would displace hundreds of feet of seawater.

Like what it mentioned about “leaping out to jump,” it would certainly cause a tsunami extending thousands of miles, which would undoubtedly give the Penglai Yuqing View a headache.

“Good points?” The giant Kun sounded troubled as it spoke at a leisurely pace, “I can’t think of anything I could offer you…”

Xu Yinglian fell silent too, unable to say “what do you have, let us choose,” only to hear the voice of her senior Feng Lan laughing heartily in her Sea of Consciousness:

“Perfect, it’s a fool!

Ask it for the hardest scale from the base of its dorsal fin!”

Xu Yinglian hesitated slightly because it made her feel unethical, but if she didn’t ask for this, she really couldn’t think of anything else to exchange, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet and say:

“That scale at the base of your dorsal fin…”

“Sure.” The giant Kun said quite cheerfully, “That scale has been half-detached for a long time but never falls off completely, and it’s been extremely itchy.

If you can help remove it for me, I’d be more than grateful.”

“The hardness of this scale is extremely strong, and it can withstand most attacks.” Feng Lan also offered guidance in her Sea of Consciousness, “It accompanies the Kun throughout its life, shedding only when it’s about to transform into a Peng, which makes it exceedingly rare and incredibly precious.”

“In my era, every Kun’s dorsal scale belonged to the possessions of the Kunpeng Clan, and clan members were absolutely not allowed to give it away privately…

You’re lucky to have encountered such a fool!”

The more Feng Lan spoke, the more guilty Xu Yinglian felt, so she asked tentatively:

“Apart from the method of transforming into a Peng, is there anything else you need?

We could also consider that as part of the exchange for your dorsal scale…”

“No more.” said the giant Kun straightforwardly, “It’s you who have helped me, aside from this scale, what else would you like in exchange?”

“I’ve heard there’s a Blood Coral at the bottom of the sea nearby…” Qiu Changtian had only spoken half the sentence when he was elbowed in the stomach by an apologetic Xu Yinglian, forcing him to swallow his words.

“That little red tree, right?

Sure.” said the giant Kun amiably, “Follow me.”

After speaking, it slowly sank into the water.

A huge vortex gradually emerged on the surface, and countless seawaters started to fill the void left by its descent.

Qiu Changtian and Xu Yinglian exchanged a glance, and then hurriedly followed on their swords, diving into the sea.

There were no sea monsters in the water, and even the schools of fish were scant.

The immense size of the giant Kun was evidently a terrifying nightmare for any aquatic creature.

The two followed the giant Kun deeper and finally saw a fuzzy red glow ahead.

The Blood Coral was nearly hundreds of feet high, like a giant seafloor tree with a massive canopy, surrounded by numerous serpent demons of the Scaled Clan circling around.

Among them, there were quite a few Nascent Soul aura old pythons, giving Qiu Changtian and Xu Yinglian a silent alarm.

The Jukun paid it no heed and continued swimming towards the Blood Coral, the current it raised seemingly bending the coral…

Countless snake monsters from the Scaled Clan tried to block the Jukun’s way, but they couldn’t even touch its body, as the powerful current washed them away in disarray.

Finally, an old python with white scales positioned itself in the Jukun’s path, calling out shakily:

“Great Ancestor!

Why have you suddenly come to our clan’s territory?”

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“Great Ancestor?” Qiu Changtian was initially startled, then quickly understood.

The term “Great Ancestor” was a title used by the Demon Race to address Immortals of high rank, but it was also used by lesser demons to refer to more powerful demons, much like how some salespeople in modern society tend to call their clients “Director So-and-so.”

“I want that small red tree,” the Jukun responded without a hint of suspicion, simply answering.

“You want the Divine Tree?” The white python was so shocked that it turned numb.

Their clan definitely couldn’t resist this Great Ancestor Kunpeng, but the Divine Tree within their clan was integral to the evolution of their progeny and was something they absolutely could not afford to lose.

As word spread that this powerful intruder had come for their Divine Tree, the entire Scaled Clan quickly became noisy and chaotic, with some snake monsters planning to fight to the death to stop this Jukun, while many more considered how to escape-after all, what use was there staying in the clan if the Divine Tree was gone?

Xu Yinglian watched from the side, feeling a complex array of emotions: the request of two cultivators, a single thought from the Jukun, could actually affect the survival of an entire Demon Race.

The contrast between the powerful and the weak was thus starkly evident.

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However, these demon clans lived in places far away from Divine Land, and it was estimated they would never have any dealings with the Human Race in their lifetimes, so Xu Yinglian felt a surge of compassion (or perhaps it was because the Phoenix senior in her Sea of Consciousness had caused her to hold no ill will towards the Demon Race), and she started to persuade the Jukun:

“We do not wish to take the entire Blood Coral; we only plan to take some of its powder.”

The white python listened as if it had been granted a great reprieve: Just powder?

That was much simpler!

In fact, as the Divine Tree grew, part of its branches would naturally age, and the daily task of the priests was to peel off the aging, hardened outer layer so that the branches beneath could continue to grow.

Thus, the white python quickly responded:

“There’s plenty of powder!

Plenty!

As much as you want!”

Seeing that the two Human Race cultivators said so, the Jukun also graciously conceded and boomed,

“Then…

bring over the powder, and don’t skimp on the amount, hear me!”

Soon, the entire Scaled Clan busied themselves, and in no time, the area around the Blood Coral was teeming with various twisting and writhing figures.

About an hour later, several hundred barrels of freshly produced Blood Coral Powder were transported onto the Jukun’s back, piled up like small hills, which left both onlookers dumbstruck.

The Wan Xiang Immortal…

how much powder did he say he needed before?

A few ounces?

“What’s the point of having so much of this stuff?” Qiu Changtian pretended to be clueless, picking up some of the powder and quietly scanning and examining it.

Though his specialty in Penglai was formation, he had also dabbled in alchemy knowledge.

The life force within this red powder was vigorous and considered a rare strange object in the world.

It could be used for healing wounds, as well as for creating elixirs that strengthened the body, for instance, to accelerate the Marrow Cleansing Rank of the Foundation Establishment Realm and the Root Seeking Rank of the Golden Core Realm.

In other words, bringing this back as a tribute to their sect would be another great meritorious deed!

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