War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens Chapter 3
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Chapter 3: Nine Dragons War Sovereign Technique
Translator: / KurazyTolanzuraytor Editor: Lucas / Lincoln
“Die!!”
A roar filled with rage exploded inside Duan Ling Tian’s mind.
Duan Ling Tian instantly felt a sharp pain that nearly caused him to faint.
The sharp pain hailed from deep within his soul, causing Duan Ling Tian’s body to tremble….
“No… Impossible! You’re not a person of this world…
So close, just a little bit more… I can’t accept this… I can’t accept this!!”
The husky voice suddenly distorted as if it encountered something that caused it to feel intense fear.
After roaring once more, the voice vanished completely, as if it had never appeared at all.
“What’s going on?”
After the sharp pain receded, Duan Ling Tian finally began to recover his senses.
Soon, his eyes opened wide, and a stream of vastly complex and foreign memories rushed into his brain as he forcibly seized them.
“This…”
Even with two lifetimes of experiences, Duan Ling Tian was still stupefied by the stream of memories.
These memories belonged to the ‘Rebirth Martial Emperor’ of 10,000 years ago, who was one of Cloud Continent’s Seven Great Martial Emperors!
Cloud Continent was the common name for this world.
The Seven Great Martial Emperors of 10,000 years ago were great figures who stood at the pinnacle of Cloud Continent who were nearly equal to Gods… They were incomparably strong and looked down upon commoners. It seemed as if they had the ability to pluck the stars and cover the sun and moon by merely stretching their hands.
In that era, the Rebirth Martial Emperor was considered the strongest among the Seven Great Martial Emperors. He once seized another’s body and possessed it with his soul in order to achieve rebirth, thus allowing him to have lived two lifetimes.
In his first lifetime, besides pursuing the pinnacle of martial arts, he was also a remarkable alchemist.
In his second lifetime, he was a formidable weapons craftsman and even researched inscription techniques to complete mastery.
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“Unbelievable!”
Duan Ling Tian took a deep breath.
Rebirth Martial Emperor was a godlike figure of Cloud Continent.
If he could complete three lifetimes of rebirth, the Three Lives Rebirth Technique would be complete.
At that time, even if the remaining Seven Great Martial Emperors teamed up they would not have been his match!
“Ha ha ha ha,”Duan Ling Tian began laughing.
Originally he was worried about how he would begin cultivating with this fragile body, but the Rebirth Martial Emperor just sent him a great and timely gift!
Duan Ling Tian took a deep breath and made his decision.
He would cultivate the Nine Dragons War Sovereign Technique!
In the Rebirth Martial Emperor’s first lifetime, he was a Royal Grade alchemist.
As such, concocting some medicinal solution for a medicinal bath was an easy task for Duan Ling Tian.
In the eyes of ordinary people across Cloud Continent, alchemists were divided into nine grades, with Grade Nine being the lowest and Grade One being the highest.
However, only great figures that stood at the pinnacle of Cloud Continent actually knew that above the rank of Grade One alchemist there were actually the ranks of Quasi-Royal Grade alchemist and Royal Grade alchemist.
Rebirth Martial Emperor was the one and only Royal Grade alchemist in the entire Cloud Continent.
“Mom, I need some medicinal materials.”
Duan Ling Tian passed a piece of paper to his mother Li Rou.
“Tian, these are all medicinal materials that improve and strengthen the body. A long time ago, I obtained some medicinal materials and got Grand Elder to prepare them for you, but there was no effect at all.”
Li Rou glanced at the medicine list, and, even though she was not well versed in pill refining, she could still recognize the medicinal materials on the list.
Li family Grand Elder Li Huo was a Grade Nine alchemist, and the only alchemist in the Li family; thus he possessed a high status within the family.
“Mom, I want to try.”
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The youth shook his head with a firm and unyielding expression.
“Fine, Mom will go buy it for you,” Li Rou said as she dotingly nodded her head.
In her opinion, as long her son was happy, so what if those medicinal materials went to waste? After all, they were just mere worldly possessions.
Half an hour later, Li Rou returned with the medicinal materials requested by Duan Ling Tian.
“Tian, do you need Mom to request the Grand Elder for help to prepare the medicinal materials?”
“Mom, it’s not necessary. Just pass them to me.”
After receiving the medicinal materials, the youth returned to his room.
“Don’t tell me Tian is thinking of processing those medicinal materials by himself? Never mind, as long he’s happy. Those medicinal materials are not poisonous anyway. I’ll just let him amuse himself.”
Li Rou’s heart stirred, but she wasn’t concerned.
Duan Ling Tian had Li Rou buy him a total of seven types of common medicinal materials to concoct the Seven Treasures Body Tempering Liquid.
This medicinal liquid had the ability to increase the strength of the physical constitution and increase the speed at which a Body Tempering Stage martial artist cultivated.
The medicinal formula of the Seven Treasures Body Tempering Liquid had been considered extinct in Cloud Continent since long ago. This formula was discovered by the Rebirth Martial Emperor in an ancient ruins during his second lifetime.
He originally planned to use it during his third lifetime, but the benefits were now reaped by Duan Ling Tian.
Concocting medicinal liquids was different from refining medicinal pills.
To refine medicinal pills, one would first require the formation of Pill Fire, an ability that was only achievable by graded alchemists.
However, concocting medicinal liquids only required a formula. With the knowledge of the medicinal materials required and the order in which the medicinal materials were to be prepared, anyone was capable of concocting medicinal liquids.
Concocting the Seven Treasures Body Tempering Liquid for the first time, Duan Ling Tian clumsily wasted an hour before finally succeeding in creating the medicinal liquid according to the formula from the memories of the Rebirth Martial Emperor.
After succeeding, he had his mother’s servant girl prepare some warm water and a bath barrel.
Duan Ling Tian poured the Seven Treasures Body Tempering Liquid into the barrel, mixed everything thoroughly, and took off his clothes before jumping in.
Sitting cross legged inside the barrel, Duan Ling Tian could clearly feel his whole body numbing.
He knew that this was the Seven Treasures Body Tempering Liquid fusing into his body and changing his physical constitution.
Closing his eyes, Duan Ling Tian started cultivating the Nine Dragons War Sovereign Technique…
The Nine Dragons War Sovereign Technique was separated into the War Sovereign’s Nine Forms.
When mastery of the technique was attained, one would be able to control the strength of nine dragons and achieve the cultivation of a Martial Emperor and possess unparalleled martial prowess!
Presently Duan Ling Tian was cultivating the first form known as the Spirit Serpent Form.
Under the greedy absorption of Duan Ling Tian’s body, a barrel of medicinal bath was swiftly consumed.
Meanwhile, the cultivation of Spirit Serpent Form was finally on the right track.
The foundations of transforming into a martial artist were the body tempering process, the strengthening of vital energy and blood, and the metamorphosis of the fleshly body.
Three days later, after absorbing the third barrel of medicinal liquid, Duan Ling Tian finally stepped into the realm of the first level of Body Tempering Stage.
“Hua La La~”
Duan Ling Tian got out of the barrel and stood in front of a mirror. He looked at the able-bodied figure that was completely different than the figure from three days ago and started laughing.
He then started stretching his body and noticed that his body’s level of flexibility was astonishing.
This was an effect of cultivating the Spirit Serpent Form; it would cause the body to become flexible like a spirit serpent.
Duan Ling Tian’s eyes narrowed.
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