The Strongest Dandy in the City-Chapter 1403 - 1394: Immortal Golden Body

After Ye Chenfeng entered Blood Soul City.

The first thing he saw was a stele over ten meters tall, with the words "Blood Soul City" written in blood-red characters.

The area inside Blood Soul City was also quite large, with houses lined along the streets. Sparse members of the Blood Soul Clan walked the streets, casting undisguised murderous glances at Ye Chenfeng, sensing the different aura he exuded.

The man who led Ye Chenfeng into the city, who had just been carrying a metal cage, was wreathed in evil qi and took Ye Chenfeng deeper into Blood Soul City.

There stood a luxurious and magnificent palace, where the man led Ye Chenfeng into a room and left without saying a word.

Ye Chenfeng, who had been supporting himself with the Black Xuan Sword as he walked slowly, closed the door immediately after the man left, and with a "thud," he sat down heavily on the ground, panting slightly, the pain from the meridians in his body causing the muscles on his face to twitch involuntarily.

Ye Chenfeng had been walking entirely on willpower, with most of his meridians broken, unable to muster even a trace of strength in his body now.

He tossed the Black Xuan Sword aside, leaning against the door. Without the elixir pills to repair his meridians, judging by the damage, recovery would be impossible within three to four months.

"Little fellow, only your heart meridian is undamaged, so restoring the other meridians shouldn’t be too difficult. It’s hard to believe that the ancient Blood Soul Clan still exists in this world. Luckily, after being sealed for hundreds of thousands of years, their strength has greatly diminished. If they were to enter the Earth Profound Realm, it would likely become their domain within five years," the voice of the White Shadow Person, Wu Fengxian, rang out.

The Black Shadow Person, Jiang Yuntian, also hurriedly said, "Kid, you really are a troublemaker; it seems wherever you go, trouble follows. Now, even the ancient Blood Soul Clan has appeared."

"But, on the path to becoming stronger, trouble is inevitable. Back in my day, before I truly grew, I was hunted by countless powerful beings, surviving many close calls."

"Encountering the Blood Soul Clan here could be considered both your misfortune and fortune. After all, there must be plenty of good things in this Blood Soul City."

Ye Chenfeng listlessly rolled his eyes and said, "Old Hei, you make it sound easy, but how am I supposed to escape the Blood Soul Clan now?"

White Shadow Person Wu Fengxian continued, saying, "Alright, little fellow, restore your meridians first."

"The Divine Blood Art I taught you contains a technique called the Immortal Golden Body. Earlier, the divine blood in your body was too thin to support using it, but now, with the increased concentration, you should just barely be able to perform it once."

"The Immortal Golden Body is a technique that stimulates the divine blood within, rapidly healing internal injuries. It’s entirely dependent on the divine blood."

"Each time you use the Immortal Golden Body, your divine blood will deplete to some extent, but this won’t last forever. Over time, your divine blood will return to its previous concentration."

"If all your blood transforms into divine blood, you could perform the Immortal Golden Body thirty times in succession, recovering from any injury in a short time, essentially granting you thirty additional lives."

Immortal Golden Body?

Upon hearing Wu Fengxian’s description, Ye Chenfeng instantly felt that this technique from the Divine Blood Art was incredibly formidable. He hurriedly asked, "Old Bai, how do I stimulate the divine blood to use the Immortal Golden Body?"

"I’ll demonstrate the method of circulating the divine blood in your mind. Watch carefully," Wu Fengxian began to demonstrate in Ye Chenfeng’s mind.

After carefully observing the White Shadow Person’s demonstration, Ye Chenfeng struggled to sit cross-legged, immediately closing his eyes, sensing the golden specks within his blood. He gathered these golden specks near the damaged meridians, and the Divine Blood Art within him suddenly activated, "Immortal Golden Body!"

"Tearing sounds filled the air!"

An energy wave burst from Ye Chenfeng, ripping apart his clothes, exposing his upper body to the air.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Ye Chenfeng’s skin began to emit a faint golden glow, and as the glow intensified, his damaged meridians healed at a remarkable speed. His entire body felt warm and very comfortable, as if basking in sunlight.

After about two minutes.

Ye Chenfeng slowly opened his eyes and sensed his meridians, discovering they were all healed; the Immortal Golden Body was truly miraculous!

However, after one use of the Immortal Golden Body, the divine blood in Ye Chenfeng’s body was significantly diluted, likely requiring some time to recover.

Ye Chenfeng stood up, casually placing the Black Xuan Sword back on his back. He shook his arms and legs, finding himself completely restored to his pre-injured state, and thought to himself, "Old Bai, this Immortal Golden Body technique is indeed quite impressive."

Yet Wu Fengxian replied, "Little fellow, your recovery speed is too slow. In battle, who has time to heal like this? Back in my day, I would recover in one or two seconds using the Immortal Golden Body. But I can’t entirely blame you; your divine blood is just too thin to use it effectively."

"Old Bai, now isn’t the time to chat idly with this kid. I have a hunch the formations on the city walls seem familiar. We should thoroughly study them; maybe we’ll find a breakthrough," Jiang Yuntian commented.

"Hmm, now that you mention it, those formations do seem familiar," Wu Fengxian agreed.

Just then, the door to Ye Chenfeng’s room creaked open.

The Blood Soul Clan’s Young Master Xue Ao strode in arrogantly, casting a disdainful look at Ye Chenfeng, "How is it? Do you like the room prepared for you? You better not try anything funny, or you’ll end up a ghost under Xue Ao’s hand sooner or later."

Looking at the murderous intent in Xue Ao’s eyes, Ye Chenfeng shrugged and said, "I think even if I don’t play tricks, you won’t spare me, right? But who do you think will die first, you or me?"

Seeing Ye Chenfeng’s defiance, Xue Ao’s expression turned ferocious, but before he could speak, Ye Chenfeng continued, "A good dog doesn’t block the way. I’m going to study the formations on the city walls now. What, you want to stop me? I’m the Blood Soul Clan’s hope right now."

Ye Chenfeng was sure Xue Ao wouldn’t lay a finger on him, having recognized Clan Leader Xue Liyang’s absolute authority. Even if Xue Ao was Xue Liyang’s son, he wouldn’t dare to disobey. So Ye Chenfeng boldly walked out of the room, ignoring the pulsing veins on Xue Ao’s forehead.

Once Ye Chenfeng disappeared from sight, Xue Ao’s repressed anger finally erupted. His initial stage Creation Realm aura surged, and with a wave of his right hand, "Bang!"—a table in the room disintegrated into dust.

Xue Ao’s hands crackled in frustration as he muttered darkly, "A pest, a damn pest. I’ll patiently wait a month. No matter the outcome, this pest will be crushed to death by my hands."

...(To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit qidian.com to vote for it with recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)