I Can Fix My Talent in Hundred Lives-Chapter 232 - 194: The Fall of Shi Fang

As the final moments of the Ancient Yue Grotto Heaven approached, Nine Cloud Peak was shrouded in mist, while the Alchemy Room within the cave mansion was still steaming hot.

Chen Sheng, dressed in a dark alchemist robe, was placing the last batch of Tier Three Spiritual Materials, "Purple Patterned Dragon Scale Grass," into the Myriad Transformations Cauldron. In the past few months, he had refined all of his materials into elixirs, except for the basic cultivation resources.

At this moment, dozens of jade bottles were neatly arrayed on the jade shelf, each filled with various Elixir Pills such as Realm-Breaking Pills, Longevity Pills, and Healing Pills. The rich aroma of these elixirs seeped through the cracks of the Alchemy Room, permeating the entire cave mansion.

"In a few days, the cultivators from the Grotto Heaven will emerge."

Chen Sheng gazed at the elixirs on the jade shelf, a hint of anticipation flashing in his eyes.

Every time the Ancient Yue Secret Realm ends, a large number of Tier Three and even Tier Four Spiritual Objects flood the market in Yue Country. Some Golden Core Cultivators urgently need to exchange for elixirs, or they want to cash in their unused spiritual materials, making it the perfect time for him to trade elixirs for materials.

In preparation for this trade, Chen Sheng not only refined a sufficient amount of elixirs but also had the Chen Clan Commerce Association plant informants in various markets to ensure they could receive news of the materials at the earliest possible time.

After dealing with the Alchemy Room affairs, Chen Sheng’s figure flickered and appeared amidst the Cloud Sea at the peak of Nine Cloud Peak.

He gazed at the surging Cloud Sea below, took a deep breath, and his mana suddenly surged around him. His robe fluttered without wind, making a hunting sound.

With a low and majestic dragon roar echoing through the sky, the Cloud Sea suddenly froze for a moment. In the next second, his form began to change dramatically, and his entire outline expanded under the encasement of mana!

First, a dense pattern of red-gold lines appeared on the surface of his skin, quickly spreading into palm-sized scales with a faint golden glow at the edges.

His arms and legs transformed into sharp dragon claws. The claw tips glistened with a cold light, and with a light scratch, they tore through the surrounding air, leaving a faint sound of breaking through space.

Two impressive dragon horns slowly emerged atop his head, engraved with ancient cloud patterns that glowed faintly with the flow of mana. His eyes transformed into golden vertical pupils, reflecting the Cloud Sea within, exuding an overwhelming intimidation as if piercing through all illusions...

In just a few breaths, Chen Sheng was no longer in human form but had become a red-gold Flood Dragon tens of zhang long!

The Flood Dragon’s body coiled atop Nine Cloud Peak, its head held high, overlooking the Cloud Sea below. A faint golden spirit light surrounded its body, and wherever the spirit light touched, the Cloud Sea automatically parted, forming a vacuum area.

The dragon’s tail swayed gently, creating a howling wind with each sweep, making the surrounding air restless, fully displaying the majesty of the Flood Dragon.

"Great Wilderness Heaven-tearing Hand!"

Chen Sheng’s mouth emitted a low and powerful dragon roar, and his right claw, transformed into a Flood Dragon, abruptly lifted — the dragon claw was more than a zhang in size, with five sturdy fingers like columns, and the claw tips glistened with dazzling golden light.

With his movement, the surrounding Cloud Sea was irresistibly drawn and converged wildly beneath the dragon claw, forming a massive mana vortex several zhang in diameter. The air at the vortex’s center was compressed to the extreme, emitting a "sizzling" sound.

Following the technique of the "Great Wilderness Heaven-tearing Hand," he infused his entire body’s mana into the claw tips. The golden patterns on the surface of the dragon claw suddenly brightened, revealing ancient runes.

As the runes circulated, a terrifying force capable of tearing the void gradually spread, making the entire Nine Cloud Peak faintly tremble.

He saw the right claw suddenly strike down towards the Cloud Sea, and golden light surged like a scorching sun. The void was forcibly torn open by this force, creating a several feet long fissure, from which pitch-black void energy emanated.

The Cloud Sea below was instantly torn in half, forming a blank area tens of zhang wide. The split Cloud Sea cascaded to both sides like a waterfall, unable to close for a long time.

This seemingly simple strike contained a mighty and domineering power, enough to directly break a Tier Three High Grade Magical Treasure if landed upon it.

Compared to the formidable attack power, Chen Sheng valued the control over the Void Power even more. He carefully sensed the void rift, steadily suppressing its agitation until after the time it takes an incense stick to burn, the rift gradually became imbalanced.

Chen Sheng lightly shook his dragon head, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his golden vertical pupils:

"Not bad, finally a Minor Success!"

These days, besides refining elixirs, he never neglected his cultivation. Now, the "Great Wilderness Heaven-tearing Hand" had reached Minor Success, bringing him closer to his original goal.

Just as he was about to continue cultivating, the Communication Jade Talisman at his waist suddenly lit up, a swift mana fluctuation penetrating the Flood Dragon scales and entering his perception.

A trace of unease suddenly arose in Chen Sheng’s heart. This Communication Jade Talisman was his agreed-upon contact method with Master Shi Fang, who should be exploring inside the Grotto Heaven at this time.

He quickly withdrew his mana, and the massive Flood Dragon’s body began to rapidly shrink, the red-gold scales, dragon wings, and dragon horns gradually dissipating, reverting to human form in a few moments.

He took the Communication Jade Talisman from his waist, injecting his Divine Sense. In the next second, a voice full of sorrow entered his mind:

"Uncle Master Micro-Image, my master... my master’s Soul Jade has shattered."

The speaker was Master Shi Fang’s eldest disciple, whose voice was filled with grief, unable to control his trembling mana.

Chen Sheng’s expression instantly darkened, the relaxed aura around him vanished entirely. He listened quietly to Master Shi Fang’s disciple describing the final images the Soul Jade transmitted, and in the end, he could only nod gently:

"Accept my condolences, if you encounter trouble, you can come to Nine Cloud Peak to find me..."

Meanwhile, images of him brewing tea and discussing Dao with Master Shi Fang at the tea room on Nine Cloud Peak involuntarily surfaced in Chen Sheng’s mind. Shi Fang had been holding a teacup, cheerfully laughing about seeking opportunities in the Grotto Heaven, and promised to bring back High Tier Spiritual Materials for him...