The Immortal Cultivation World of Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy-Chapter 235. Fire Dragon’s Life Essence

Fang Zhou stepped on the Xuanyuan Sword, flying over these people’s heads, landing beside Wu Lin.

Seeing the blood at Wu Lin’s mouth corner and clear fingerprints on her neck, Fang Zhou’s gaze slightly chilled: "Who did this?"

Although Wu Lin was sometimes excessively enthusiastic, which annoyed Fang Zhou a bit, he genuinely liked this straightforward and decisive girl, and her figure.

Seeing Wu Lin beaten, anger surged in Fang Zhou’s heart.

Wu Lin’s gaze instinctively fell on Deng Yunlan in the distance, but instead of complaining, she urgently said to Fang Zhou: "Don’t worry about me, quickly extinguish those Exotic Species True Fires, or else the Fire Dragon will break free, and Sword Casting City and Taobao Mall will be in danger."

Fang Zhou turned his head to see the complex lines revealed in the volcanic pit’s sky. Blue flames were burning along these lines, resembling a blue flower blossoming in the air.

And the molten lava below seemed quite peaceful, with no signs of a volcanic eruption.

Fang Zhou said in confusion, "Isn’t it very peaceful? Where’s the sign of eruption?"

Wu Lin was extremely anxious: "Below is a real Fire Dragon, obviously sleeping. Once the seal is undone, it will immediately wake up."

Fang Zhou gasped in shock.

Damn, weren’t you all saying the Fire Dragon referred to volcanic eruptions before?

How did a real Fire Dragon suddenly appear?

Now he was anxious too, picking up the gourd to aim at the blue flame in the air, spraying out the Sword Lake Water absorbed last time.

This Soul-devouring Netherworld Fire, instead of extinguishing with the lake water, burned even more fiercely as if fuel was added.

The Sword Lake Water contained a vast amount of Spiritual Energy, serving as fuel for the Soul-devouring Netherworld Fire.

Seeing this, Fang Zhou thought this thing feared no water, directly using the gourd to siphon, trying to absorb the Netherworld Fire, but ended up only sucking a thin wisp while the seal’s Netherworld Fire continued to blaze.

"This won’t work!"

Wu Lin shouted, "Go to the Dragon Fire Cave quickly to get the Fire Seed to reinforce the seal. The Dragon Fire Cave’s key is with me."

Deng Yunlan, tangled with Huang Lian in the distance, heard Wu Lin’s shout and realized she was deceived.

She instinctively thought such an important item like the Dragon Fire Cave’s key must be with Wu Tie; Wu Lin’s behavior then seemed normal and had successfully fooled her.

Fang Zhou, controlling the Xuanyuan Sword, came over to cut the silver chain binding Wu Lin, but it was tightly bound and almost embedded in flesh, making quick severing impossible.

Time was pressing, so Fang Zhou simply hoisted Wu Lin up, stepped on the Xuanyuan Sword, and flew to the Dragon Fire Cave.

Deng Yunlan reacted, her body under the clothes suddenly emitted white light, forming a striped fierce tiger that pounced on Huang Lian.

While she herself turned to chase after Fang Zhou.

The Dragon Fire Cave was on the upper levels, Fang Zhou flew with Wu Lin to the Dragon Fire Cave’s entrance, finding the Mystic Iron Ore-crafted large door tightly shut, with a keyhole beside it.

Fang Zhou immediately asked Wu Lin: "Where’s the key?"

Wu Lin was only wearing a short skirt and had a cloth wrapped around her chest, leaving no clue as to where she concealed the key.

Could it be hidden...?

Fang Zhou was still entertaining wild thoughts when he saw Wu Lin nodding at her own lofty chest with her chin, softly saying: "The key is inside here, quickly take it."

Fang Zhou realized and simultaneously felt his thoughts were too dirty; Wu Lin could never hide the key in the place he imagined.

Yet, hiding in the valley didn’t seem quite appropriate either.

In normal times, Fang Zhou would think Wu Lin was enticing him, and he certainly wouldn’t miss an opportunity.

But at present, a crisis was looming before them, threatening tens of thousands of innocent lives in Sword Casting City and Taobao City.

At such a perilous moment, Fang Zhou wasn’t seeking advantage but aiming to save countless innocent lives. This wasn’t shamelessly vulgar; it was an act of righteousness.

With a serious expression, Fang Zhou directly reached in, groping around until he quickly found a hard object.

Taking it out, he indeed found a key, already warmed.

Wu Lin lowered her head, unable to meet Fang Zhou’s gaze, a rare blush appearing on her face.

Fang Zhou chuckled inwardly, though Wu Lin was usually passionate and unrestrained, unexpectedly she could be shy sometimes.

He promptly inserted the key into the keyhole, gently twisting.

With a slight tremor, the door of Dragon Fire Cave slowly rose upward.

Wu Lin quickly said, "Take the key with you! With the key, you’ll avoid being harmed by the Dragon Fire."

Fang Zhou extracted the key, carrying Wu Lin rushing into the Dragon Fire Cave, instantly met by hot airwaves, the temperature no less than the molten lava in the volcanic pit.

Roaring like dragon cries came from the cave, making hearts pound with fear.

From outside, only a bright fire could be seen, but upon rushing inside, Fang Zhou saw the Dragon Fire’s form clearly, startling him.

Heat so intense it turned white; the fire tongue licked the cave walls till they glowed red, and variations in the flames formed a blurred dragon-shaped creature, twisting with the fire’s burn.

The scorching high-temperature waves hit him, making Fang Zhou’s lips dry immediately, his face painfully sore, and the deafening roars of burning flames echoed.

Such extreme temperature, anyone entering might immediately be scorched to death.

If not for trusting Wu Lin, Fang Zhou wouldn’t dare risk it; he gritted his teeth, proceeding toward the Dragon Fire.

The terrifying Dragon Fire before him split suddenly as if meeting its nemesis.

Fang Zhou stepped onto the ground covered by Dragon Fire, and flames instantly emanated from the shoe sole, the ground having been baked even hotter than ordinary fire.

He summoned the Xuanyuan Sword, stepping on it to fly inside.

The Dragon Fire kept splitting on both sides; though the temperature remained explosively high, there was no danger beyond this.

Going all the way to the cave’s deepest part, Fang Zhou finally saw the Dragon Fire’s Fire Seed, a flame bright enough to stung eyes, completely obscuring anything inside.

Following Wu Lin’s instructions, Fang Zhou took out the key, gently touching the Fire Seed with it.

The key’s end ignited immediately, Fang Zhou felt the key touched something viscous, and fishing it out, a drop of brilliant white sticky liquid clung to the key.

Fang Zhou exclaimed, "What is this?"

In such an incredibly hot Dragon Fire, still, a liquid could remain without evaporating.

Wu Lin, also staring at the liquid drop, replied: "My mother told me the Dragon Fire’s Fire Seed is the Fire Dragon’s Life Essence; is it blood?"

Appearing somewhat bewildered, she evidently didn’t understand what Life Essence was.

Upon hearing this, Fang Zhou felt nauseous, immediately extending the key far.

Dammit, Life Essence isn’t it a viscous whitish liquid; the Fire Dragon locked below the volcanic pit is apparently male.

How did the founder of the Heavenly Sword Sect refine this substance?

Seeing Wu Lin doesn’t quite grasp it, although Fang Zhou was quite willing to explain to her what Life Essence is, a firsthand demonstration wouldn’t be unfeasible, now time was tight, this educational session would have to wait for future opportunities.