Nine Revolutions Star Transformation

Chapter 434: Chapter 447: Grilled Fish by the River

”How can you regain your physical form?” Chu Linfeng asked at this moment.

”Once you return to the Dragon Race, I can naturally restore my body. In the Divine Dragon Hall, there’s a Divine Dragon specifically for restoring residual souls, so you don’t need to worry about this. However, returning to the Dragon Race is extremely difficult,” said the Fire Dragon King.

Chu Linfeng knew he finally had a clue about the Divine Dragon Hall. Although he couldn’t go now, he would naturally visit once his strength was sufficient.

”Why is it difficult? Did you forget the way to the Divine Dragon Hall, or is there some powerful barrier isolating it?” Chu Linfeng immediately asked.

”There used to be a teleportation array directly to the Divine Dragon Hall, but ever since the great war on the Divine Battlefield, all the teleportation arrays were destroyed. To return to the Divine Dragon Hall, you must pass through the Vermilion Bird Divine Valley, but it seems as if the valley has vanished from the world. In these ten thousand years, I haven’t seen anyone from the Vermilion Bird Race appear in the Canglan Ancient Land,” the Fire Dragon King explained.

Chu Linfeng initially wanted to say that his woman was the Saintess of the Vermilion Bird Race. It seemed the Vermilion Bird Race was recuperating. It was understandable that the Fire Dragon King, limited to residing inside the Fire Dragon Sword, didn’t know about many things.

”Rest assured, I will definitely take you back to the Divine Dragon Hall if there’s a chance. At this auction, I’ll see if I can buy some soul-restoring medicine to help you recover quickly,” Chu Linfeng said.

”Qingshuang, your current strength is still weak. The Canglan Ancient Land is teeming with experts. Besides the Nine Major Sects, there are also several Hidden Clans, all with formidable strength. Without the Netherworld Purple Orchid, breaking through to the Saint Martial Realm is impossible. If you encounter a Saint Martial Realm expert, don’t be reckless. My return to the Dragon Race depends on you.

However, if you meet an average Saint Martial Realm expert and use the Fire Dragon Sword, I can boost your attack power by two realms. Given your ability to slay martial artists of the Eighth Layer of Divine Martial Realm, there should be no life-threatening danger,” the Fire Dragon King said.

Chu Linfeng was pleased to hear this. If true, he wouldn’t be in much danger in Canglan Ancient Land. Saint Martial Realm experts rarely ventured out; most external experts had the Ninth Layer of Divine Martial Realm strength, which posed no threat to him.

”Fire Dragon King, if I encounter danger, I’ll ask for your help. Just rest inside the Fire Dragon Sword and await news!” Chu Linfeng reassured.

He then withdrew his divine sense and placed the Fire Dragon Sword back into the storage ring. Opening the window, he gazed at the star-filled sky, reminiscent of the days when he absorbed Star Power atop Liuyun Mountain, filling his heart with indescribable emotions.

Unable to sleep, Chu Linfeng left his room, leaping into the air to explore Huangyang City’s night scenery, unaware that as he soared into the sky, Nie Ling’Er observed him. She initially intended to have a candlelit chat with Qing Ruming but felt unwell and went to the bathroom.

Upon return, she saw Chu Linfeng rising into the air and said to Qing Ruming, ”Rumeng, I saw Young Master Feng flying into the sky. Could he be dealing with something? Should we follow and check?”

”You mean it? Out at this hour, not sleeping, sneaking out alone. Could it be that the Dark Divine Teachings have already gathered information and are preparing to report?” Qing Ruming speculated.

”At this auction, representatives of the Nine Major Sects are expected. My sect sent me as a representative. Shouldn’t we discuss this with Young Master Feiyu?” asked Nie Ling’Er.

”It’s unnecessary. With just us, we’re enough. With our strength, are you still afraid of him?” Qing Ruming replied.

The two then donned their night clothes and quietly exited the room. Meanwhile, Chu Linfeng hovered slowly, admiring the tranquil Huangyang City nightscape as most areas had extinguished their lights.

After some time, he unfurled his form and flew towards a distant large river he spotted when coming here, intending to sit by its banks.

”See? I said there’s something wrong. He’s headed to the river, likely meeting someone. We need to observe closely,” Nie Ling’Er remarked.

The two women quietly followed behind him, unbeknownst to Chu Linfeng. Arriving at the bank, he found a large rock to sit on.

Listening to the gentle flow of water felt pleasant to him. Suddenly, an idea struck. Chu Linfeng flew over the river and leapt into it.

Observing this scene, the two women found it very odd. What’s wrong with him, jumping into the river at this time? Surely he isn’t bathing? At least he’d undress. Or is this a suicide attempt? Is something bothering him?

Various thoughts passed through the two women’s minds, but they quickly dismissed them. Young Master Feng was too shrewd to act foolishly. Thus, they hid carefully and waited patiently for his return.

Upon entering the river, Chu Linfeng used the Water Transformation technique, merging entirely into the water. Within a few breaths, he snatched two large fish and flew back to the rock he had been sitting on.

”Haven’t had grilled fish in a while. Let’s see how my palmed grilled fish tastes tonight,” Chu Linfeng muttered to himself.

He then drew the Cyan Frost Sword to gut and clean the fish’s entrails, while Qing Ruming and Nie Ling’Er, watching from afar, looked on in puzzlement.

”What’s he doing? Coming to the river in the middle of the night just to catch fish?” Qing Ruming asked in bewilderment.

”Let’s keep watching and see what he plans to do,” Nie Ling’Er suggested.

Chu Linfeng swiftly cleaned the fish’s entrails, and with a thought, he sprayed water from his palm to rinse the fish’s blood.

Then, from his storage ring, he took out spices, setting them on the rock. A flame burst from his palm, and he began grilling the fish.

The palm flame was extremely hot, scorching the fish in no time. Seeing this, Chu Linfeng felt annoyed, ”Looks like I need to reduce the flame.”

Discarding the scorched fish, he grilled the other fish, this time with a significantly gentler flame and further from his palm, turning the fish slowly to avoid scorching.

Once the fish cooked, he extinguished the flame and sprinkled some salt and spices, resuming the grilling.

A river breeze wafted the aroma of grilled fish towards Qing Ruming and Nie Ling’Er’s hiding spot.

”Such a delicious grilled fish aroma!” remarked Nie Ling’Er, unable to resist.

Though her voice was soft, in the still night, Chu Linfeng heard it, startling him before he became pleased and said, ”Saintess, why sneak around? Come and taste my grilled fish...”