Otherworldly Desert Dust

Chapter 287 - 242 Seize the Red Port Saint Sect

The cultivation of the Holy Sect inherently required a baptism of blood and combat.

Bathed in the boiling essence of blood, every pore in his body dilated due to the surging brought about by battle, which for members of the Holy Sect was considered the ultimate medicinal bath—a transformation that rendered their physical bodies saintly and indestructible, comparable to immortals and gods!

Before reaching the Third Rank Taste, before mastering the method of skin breathing, Wu Hen had not been able to clearly perceive how the Spiritual Factors chose their hosts selectively.

Now, the Essence Blood belonging to Jiao Zhu transformed into even finer Blood Crystal Grains slowly settling onto his own skin through the rinse of battle, Wu Hen felt his wounds healing, his broken bones rapidly regenerating, and his circulatory system evolving...

Within his veins, the swiftly flowing golden blood mixed with traces of crystals clearly harbored a much more potent energy. When he stimulated the Holy Breath within his body, these crystals distributed throughout his bloodstream burst forth with an even richer Holy Breath, appearing like flickering Holy Fire!

Wu Hen remembered Cai Ni mentioning that in the Holy Sect Inner Country, the Holy Breath exuded by some unparalleled prodigies was absolutely in the form of flames.

From a human perspective, the power of gas certainly couldn’t compare to plasma; transforming golden Holy Energy into golden Holy Flames was essentially a qualitative upgrade, even making the same tier of Holy Decision significantly more powerful.

Wu Hen tried to stimulate the Holy Breath inside his body, and indeed, the form of the Holy Breath turned flame-like, resembling flames of the Saint Realm flickering around him, far denser than when it was gas-like.

If he could completely cultivate his Holy Breath into this flame form, then upon entering battle, his entire being would be enveloped in blazing golden flames, all the Holy Decisions he cast carrying this frightening Holy Flame—probably most of the top predators in Otherworldly Dust would then keep their distance from him.

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While Wu Hen was feeling the changes in his body, Little Dragon also underwent transformations.

Its bones were of Black Glaze, its skin scales of Black Glaze, whiskers of golden arcs, horns of Purple Nether, its claws subtly shedding into Blood Crystal form...

Wu Hen knew well that these represented the Divine Skills Little Yi now absorbed.

After devouring, it would inherit the Divine Skills of the ingested, which was one of Little Yi’s most powerful Laws. Seeing Little Yi’s claws evolve, Wu Hen understood that it must have inherited the Blood Crystal material from Jiao Zhu.

Previously, when Little Yi had not yet advanced to Dragon Child, these parts hadn’t fully developed yet, and Wu Hen couldn’t directly see its ability to devour and inherit.

But now with Dragon Bone, Dragon Body, Dragon Claws, Dragon Horns, Dragon Whiskers, Dragon Scales, Dragon Tail, these distinct dragon traits manifest, Wu Hen also realized that the reason Little Yi became the Black Divine Miracle was because its growth process also involved such gradual evolution.

"It is said that dragons are composed of different parts from multiple tribal totems, assimilating a strong tribe and taking one of its parts, finally forming the supreme being known as the dragon."

"Little Yi seems to grow in the same way; each time it preys on a powerful enemy, it absorbs and evolves its powers, ultimately becoming the Black Divine Miracle."

In the past, Little Yi evolved alone. When Wu Hen first encountered it, its grandeur was boundless, something Wu Hen simply could not comprehend, almost collapsing his soul when he looked up to it.

The current Little Yi no longer possessed its initial grandeur and elusiveness, giving Wu Hen a chance to gradually understand it, a feeling that actually reassured Wu Hen a lot more.

"You have natural enemies too, right?"

"Last life, you couldn’t defeat it; this life, let’s face it together."

"Let’s show it what ’Sword and Man Become One, number one in Desert Dust’ really means!"

Wu Hen still distinguished primary from secondary, what others did in becoming Man and Sword Unite was their own business.

Little Yi was content as long as it ate well, its True Soul nestled on Wu Hen, its dragon head resting on his shoulder, exuding comfort and ease.

Wu Hen stroked its head and also touched its smooth Purple Nether Dragon Horn.

"Now that you’ve eaten well, you should be able to evolve the promised Divine Power Law, right?" Wu Hen said.

After Little Yi devoured Death Omen Yuan You, it was indeed evolving Divine Power Law.

But Wu Hen had not yet seen it.

Now that he had fed it First-class Heavenly Brilliance’s soul breath, that should be enough.

Knowing now that Red Port was a Human Circle, Wu Hen felt completely insecure; what abilities high-dimensional insects possessed were also entirely unknown, and if the human escape plan failed, he would have to come up with a way to save himself.

As long as Little Yi evolved a Law, Wu Hen would be confident in facing high-dimensional insects.

"Ha~"

Little Yi yawned, its dragon body slowly turning into a nothingness, merging into Wu Hen’s body.

Wu Hen was speechless.

It seems Little Yi had also picked up bad habits from humans.

This great promise...

"Sleep, sleep."

Wu Hen couldn’t really complain; Little Yi was following him and eating rough food, which was of his own making.

Slowly does it, no rush, it’s clear from watching that Little Yi’s Purple Nether Dragon Horn had fully grown, and that Dragon Horn obviously represented the abilities absorbed from Death Omen Yuan You. When Jiao Zhu sought to fight him desperately, it was precisely Little Yi flicking the Dragon Horn that created the Purple Death Curtain.

Since Death Omen Yuan You was an essential material for Little Yi’s origin, it definitely wasn’t limited to just that capability.

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"Brother, how bad are your injuries?"

Cai Ni, her face smeared with dirt, rushed over in a messy state. She anxiously examined the scars on Wu Hen’s body, and upon seeing him covered in blood, tears began to swirl in her eyes again.

"I’m okay, this is all Jiao Zhu’s blood. Go check on Master," Wu Hen said.

Cai Huang was in another area amidst the wreckage, dragging a fresh trail of blood as he crawled.

Despite that, Cai Ni, as if she didn’t see him, ran first to Wu Hen, who was still standing there.

It was not true that Cai Huang did not feel a deep, stabbing pain, but he knew that he was the architect of his own situation.

If he, like Wu Hen, had unhesitatingly struck at Jiao Zhu, Cai Ni would not be utterly disappointed in him.

"Father, shall I help you return?" Cai Ni asked.

"Yes, I’ll need a few months of rest, but I will recover. It’s not a problem," Cai Huang said.

His gaze unavoidably fell on Wu Hen.

After the battle had ended, Wu Hen still seemed full of energy, which seriously alarmed Cai Huang, unclear what mysterious power the youth had grasped.

Fortunately, Cai Huang currently did not have much suspicion towards Wu Hen.

When Jiao Zhu had fought with him desperately, had it not been for Wu Hen’s vigorous intervention, which shattered Jiao Zhu’s bones, he would have met Jiao Zhu in the netherworld long ago.

Cai Huang knew, if the young man had harbored ill intentions towards him, he would have been dead by now. At this point, it made no sense to be wary at every turn. It was better to be honest and discuss their future path together.

Cai Huang could not possibly stay in Red Port, nor could he linger here for decades until Mingzun came to lead them.

As a "high-ranking offspring" of the Holy Sect, all he wanted was to leave this accursed place as soon as possible.

"With Jiao Zhu dead, the task the Holy Sect assigned us cannot be completed. The higher-ups will surely punish us. From now on, our only protection might be Cai Lan," Cai Huang began.

Placing all his bets on his eldest daughter Cai Lan, this skirmish made Cai Huang realize he truly was aging and needed to find a strong backer to avoid a disgraceful future.

"Understood, but the precondition is that we leave Red Port alive," Wu Hen said.

"Do you have a plan?" Cai Huang asked softly.

From Cai Huang’s tone, it was evident he probably was aware of the true nature of Red Port.

This made Wu Hen confident that a family like the Holy Sect must have means to obtain information beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Wu Hen did not answer Cai Huang’s question, only suggesting that Cai Huang quickly take control of the shattered Holy Sect to ensure its position in Red Port.

"Alright, if you have a plan, let’s go by your arrangement!" Cai Huang said.

Cai Huang realized that Wu Hen’s strength was now on par with his own, and even more so after having killed Jiao Zhu—benefitting the most was him.

With no other options, he essentially boarded Wu Hen’s "pirate ship."

Moreover, since his daughter had now entirely sided with the young man, Cai Huang, not wanting to be a solitary and helpless figure, simply changed his attitude—completely conforming to Wu Hen’s arrangements, without further inquiry into why.

The Holy Sect admires the strong, or perhaps, all people in this world do. It’s just that some have their principles, while others don’t.

In the facade of the Holy Sect, there are no principles.

All the expenses of Holy Sect Disciples, all the materials, including all the skills imparted to them, come from the Holy Sect, not from their masters.

The masters only have the right to allocate.

Although the Red Port Holy Sect mostly followed Jiao Zhu, those who survived now must regard Cai Huang as their sole master…

Otherworldly Desert Dust is inherently perilous, and even Holy Sect Disciples encounter mortal dangers when they travel, much less when multiple powerhouses with numerous followers covet the disciples. Without the absolute martial protection of a master, they would also be preyed upon, unable to enjoy the tributes from others in Red Port.

Of course, after this battle, all Holy Sect Disciples also realized that aside from Master Cai Huang, there was another person whose power reached the heavens, a person who was once Gu Yue’s follower but now had risen to be as eminent as the master!

Although the vast Holy Sect is no stranger to such legendary figures accomplishing incredible uprisings, it’s still somewhat hard to accept when it happens so close to them, so much so that in the following days, it was well-known that Wu Hen’s residence accommodated several beautifully attractive maids, leading young female disciples of the Holy Sect to hope they could work in Wu Hen’s house.

Now, Wu Hen alone controlled the offerings of the Red Port Holy Sect.

Those major powers that previously only needed to show respect to Jiao Zhu, such as those from True Martial Floating Land, now had no choice but to deal with the new master of the Holy Sect.

Having taken control of the Holy Sect was tantamount to controlling the most resources in Red Port, and even the crumbs falling through Wu Hen’s fingers were enough to elevate some people by a significant margin.

How could Wu Hen possibly use these resources to sustain the Holy Sect’s ungrateful wolves.

Thus, he classified the tributes as efficiently as possible, cultivating human elites at Lun Mountain City, to elevate their strength to another realm!