408: Chapter 409: The Training of Dao Soldiers Begins!

Five days later, inside the Immortal Cave.

Ye Changge sat cross-legged, eyes slightly closed, breathing long and even.

A layer of dark blue light swirled around his body,

rippling slowly like flowing water, illuminating the small space as if it were a Secret Realm in the deep sea.

Within his Sea of Consciousness, seventy-two runes floated quietly, connecting with one another in a mysterious rhythm to form an ancient cadence.

They swam lightly like small fish at times, and coiled and spiraled like a Dragon at others,

emitting an aura of vast antiquity, as if they were imprints left behind from the primeval wilderness.

"Black Water Flood Dragon Curse—"

Ye Changge whispered in his heart.

"Hum!"

In the center of his Sea of Consciousness, the seventy-two runes suddenly lit up with a blinding dark blue radiance, their connections instantly linking to form a complete phantom of a Dragon!

The Dragon was pitch-black like ink, its scales menacing, and its eyes as crimson as blood jade; it coiled in the center of his Sea of Consciousness, exuding a daunting might.

It was done.

Ye Changge slowly opened his eyes and let out a long breath of stale air, a look of genuine joy appearing on his face.

"Finally, I have succeeded."

He stretched his slightly stiff shoulders and neck, feeling the ripples emanating from the now-solidified Spell within his body, and felt quite satisfied.

Although this "Black Water Flood Dragon Curse" was only a second-tier Spell,

its difficulty was extremely high; an ordinary Foundation Establishment Cultivator might not be able to master it even after years of bitter Cultivate.

Yet he, relying on the Legacy memories brought by the System's divine enlightenment, had completely mastered it in a mere five days; if this speed were known, it would surely shock everyone.

"However, while it is mastered, whether I can refine Black Water Flood Dragon Dao Soldiers will still depend on the actual results."

Ye Changge muttered to himself, then stood up and stretched his limbs.

He had already decided to go to the lake on Longmai Mountain and catch two fish to try it out.

The Blood-Nourishing Perch and Seven-Star Perch were both fish-type Yao Beasts that contained a trace of diluted Dragon blood; according to the records in the Legacy,

these two types of fish were suitable entry-level Materials for refining Black Water Flood Dragon Dao Soldiers.

However, before setting off—

Ye Changge suddenly remembered something and frowned slightly.

He raised his arm and sniffed gently near his nose.

A very faint, delicate fragrance drifted into his nostrils, elegant and pleasant, like the first orchid blooming in early spring, or the fresh scent of vegetation permeating the mountains after the snow cleared.

"This scent..."

Ye Changge's expression was somewhat subtle.

Ever since his Spiritual Root had been promoted to second grade and he had Awakening the "Immaculate Heavenly Fragrance Sacred Body", this faint fragrance had been lingering around him.

When he first learned of this from Xia Qingyue, he hadn't paid much attention, assuming it was just a side effect of the spirit body that would dissipate on its own after a few days.

But now, five days had passed, and not only had the fragrance not faded, it seemed to have become slightly stronger.

Although Xia Qingyue had said that the fragrance was not obvious, just "very pleasant to smell," and was the type that was barely perceptible, Ye Changge still felt a bit awkward about it.

"A man carrying a fragrance... it feels strange no matter how I think about it."

He muttered, and the image of himself walking through the market with Cultivators casting strange looks at him involuntarily appeared in his mind.

"Don't let me end up being mistaken for some seductive, cheap slut who Cultivates evil dual-Cultivation Techniques..."

Ye Changge's mouth twitched, and he quickly shook this terrifying thought out of his mind.

He composed his mind, sank his Divine Sense into his body, and carefully perceived the source of the fragrance.

A moment later, he found the root cause.

The fragrance was not emanating from the surface of his skin, but originated from deep within his Meridians, fused with his Spiritual Qi.

Whenever he circulated his Cultivation Technique, as his Spiritual Qi flowed,

the fragrance would dissipate with the vibration of the Spiritual Qi, like an invisible flower gently breathing.

"So it's bound to my Spiritual Qi..."

Ye Changge pondered for a moment, then tried to attach his Divine Sense to his Spiritual Qi, as if untangling a thread,

peeling off a small portion of the "fragrance" from the Spiritual Qi and carefully collecting it into an inconspicuous corner deep within his Dantian.

He tried several times, finally finding the knack.

As he gradually reined in and suppressed the "fragrance," the scent lingering around him faded, eventually becoming so faint that it was almost imperceptible.

Unless someone leaned in close to his neck to sniff carefully, they would never notice that he still carried a fragrance.

"Alright, this should be about right."

Ye Changge nodded with satisfaction, checked it one more time, and confirmed that the fragrance was indeed suppressed to a safe range, finally setting his mind at ease.

"Time to go catch fish."

He did not delay any longer; with a thought, his figure turned into a stream of light, flying straight out of Changge Hall and speeding toward the lake on Longmai Mountain.

In the center of Longmai Mountain, a vast lake with azure waves was like a giant emerald embedded between the valleys,

the water surface shimmering and reflecting the surrounding lush green mountains and the deep blue sky.

Along the shore of the lake, several uniquely designed water pavilions were built over the water, connected by covered bridges between the structures.

Beneath the covered bridges was crystal-clear lake water,

where one could occasionally see a few spirit fish swimming leisurely, their scales flickering with tiny specks of golden light in the sunlight.

These water pavilions had been newly built by the Family in the last two years, specifically used for observing and managing the breeding of spirit fish in the lake.

Ever since Ye Changge's Foundation Establishment, the Family had successively introduced and cultivated a batch of low-tier spirit fish at various Spiritual Vein nodes on Longmai Mountain,

as resources for the Family members to replenish their Qi and blood and assist in their Cultivate.

At this moment, the Cultivators in the water pavilions were performing their respective duties; some were observing the growth of the spirit fish in the water,

some were recording the migration patterns of the fish schools, and others were throwing specially made Spiritual Plant feed into the water.

Everyone was busy with their own tasks, everything in orderly fashion.

Suddenly, a stream of light streaked across the horizon and landed steadily on the platform in front of the main water pavilion.

The light dissipated, revealing a figure dressed in a black-based robe with gold patterns. His posture was upright,

his face was as handsome as jade, and a gentle radiance faintly swirled around him; it was none other than Ye Changge.

"Mountain Master!"

"Old Ancestor!"

The Cultivators in the water pavilions stopped their work one after another and hurriedly bowed in salute, their faces filled with awe and reverence.

Ye Changge waved his hand, signaling that there was no need for such formalities. He swept his gaze across the lake, then looked at the steward deacon who was hurrying over to greet him, his tone casual:

"Help me get a mature Blood-Nourishing Perch, as well as a Seven-Star Perch."

The steward deacon was a Middle-aged Cultivator of about forty years old, surnamed Zhao, originally a local Loose Cultivator, who had been recruited by the Family as an outside-surname deacon because he had considerable experience in fish farming.

He hurriedly cupped his hands and said respectfully upon hearing this:

"Old Ancestor, please wait a moment; this subordinate will go catch them now."

After saying this, he turned and walked quickly toward a platform at the edge of the water pavilion,

casually untied a fine net from his waist,

picked up a bamboo pole glowing with Spiritual Qi, leaped, and landed lightly on a protruding reef on the water surface.