Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts

Rumbling rang out as thirteen seven-color dragons danced behind Long Chen. He stood in stunned silence, unable to believe what he was witnessing.

As the seven-color divine light on the dragon scales flashed and changed, it transformed the world around them into a breathtaking spectacle. But more importantly, as the colors shifted, Long Chen could feel the fundamental energies of heaven and earth flowing in harmony, all under his control. The sensation was truly beautiful.

For the first time, Long Chen realized its immense power did not pale in comparison to his dragon blood. And now, with the emergence of his seven-color heaven veins, it was as though he had become one with the world itself.

Long Chen stared at his hand, marveling at the seven-colored divine light flowing effortlessly across his palm. The sheer ease of control was almost surreal.

“The Supreme Blood has always been a part of you,” said Long Zhantian. “It is naturally the easiest power for you to wield. The same applies to your violet blood.”

“Then should I condense violet blood heaven veins?” asked Long Chen excitedly.

However, Long Zhantian shook his head.

He said, “It would be best to wait until you reach the violet blood race’s domain. They definitely possess unique methods to condense the strongest violet blood veins. If you do it yourself, you might miss out on a great opportunity.”

Long Chen agreed after thinking about it. The violet blood race was one of the human race’s strongest factions, so they definitely had many resources and secret arts. He couldn’t miss out on this opportunity.

“Now that you’ve condensed your astral veins and Supreme Blood veins, it should be time for some bitter sparring,” shouted Long Zhantian.

“I CAN’T HEAR YOU!”

A thunderous voice erupted from the distance, coming from the Jewel Blood Devil. It actually hadn’t gone far.

“Come over and help!” shouted Long Zhantian.

BOOM!

The void shattered as the Jewel Blood Devil appeared, its killing intent raging so fiercely that Long Chen jumped in shock.

“Are you not afraid of me killing your son?!” asked the Jewel Blood Devil.

“Up to you,” said Long Zhantian.

BOOM!

The Jewel Blood Devil opened its mouth, its tongue lashing out like a bolt of lightning, targeting Long Chen.

“Did you take the wrong drugs?!” Long Chen shouted as he broke into cold sweat.

This was no longer sparring—it was a sneak attack meant to take his little life!

He barely dodged the attack. Without hesitation, Evilmoon appeared in his grasp, and he swung it at the Jewel Blood Devil.

BOOM!

A monstrous claw met his strike, sending him flying. He then crashed deep into the ground.

“Die!” the Jewel Blood Devil roared, charging at Long Chen like a falling mountain.

Its devil qi raged, tinged with faint flames. It had truly gone mad, completely unrestrained, and it seemed bent on killing Long Chen.

Facing this terrifying opponent, Long Chen had no choice but to fight with everything he had. He cycled through his Supreme Blood, dragon blood, and astral energy in desperation.

For two grueling hours, he battled fiercely until, ultimately, he was struck down. Blood sprayed from his mouth as the Jewel Blood Devil’s claw slammed him into the ground, knocking him unconscious.

The Jewel Blood Devil sneered, placing its claw over Long Chen’s body. “Do you believe me now? I could kill him right now.”

“Up to you,” Long Zhantian replied nonchalantly.

Leaning lazily against a boulder, Long Zhantian didn’t even look up.

“YOU...!”

The Jewel Blood Devil quivered with rage, but in the end, it retracted its claw and let out a furious roar. “I’m really unwilling!”

“What’s there to be unwilling about? If you want to blame someone, blame your ancestors for their foolishness,” Long Zhantian said indifferently. “They allowed themselves to be used, which is why the Nine Star Master slaughtered them. That’s what led to your predicament. If you want revenge, direct it toward the true offenders, not us.”

“But… no matter how you put it, we are enemies, right? Now, not only do I have to help you, but I also have to help your son? If this news reached the Jewel race, how would I have the face to meet my kin?” the Jewel Blood Devil raged.

Long Zhantian finally stood up and looked at the Jewel Blood Devil. He solemnly said, “First of all, we aren’t enemies. The two of us are life-and-death comrades. Secondly, as the leading power of the Jewel race, your responsibility is to guide your race back onto the right path. Thirdly, Long Chen is a nine star heir. How do you know he won’t become a second Nine Star Master? If he does, and you help him now, perhaps he’ll spare your race. What’s more important—your pride, or the future of your race?”

The Jewel Blood Devil scoffed. “Him, become a second Nine Star Master? As if! The original Nine Star Master was only born because all of humanity’s karmic luck had converged upon him. After his fall, their karmic luck shattered. There’s no way another master-level existence can emerge among them. You think you can trick me?”

Long Zhantian smirked. “Long Chen has defied all odds since birth. From the lowest level of the mortal world, he has created miracle after miracle to reach where he is today. It’s too soon to say what’s impossible for him. Let me put it to you this way: a good seed should be planted early. Otherwise, when Long Chen reaches the peak of the heavens, your race will face annihilation. Hehe, don’t blame me for not warning you—at that time, you won’t even have a mate.”

“Fuck off!” cursed the Jewel Blood Devil.

Long Zhantian chuckled. “I’m just stating facts. Long Chen remembers favors, so he won’t kill you. But he has no mercy for his enemies. I’ve already told you about the history of the nine Heavens and ten Lands. Whether you believe it or not is up to you. But think carefully—what if I’m right?”

After saying that, he leaned back down and closed his eyes as if to sleep.

The Jewel Blood Devil fell silent, its thoughts tangled. After Long Zhantian had subdued it, he told it the history of the nine heavens and ten lands.

However, Long Zhantian didn’t force it to believe him. After that, they made their spiritual contract, and Long Zhantian told it to slowly find its own answer.

Now that Long Zhantian had brought it up again, it was vexed. It suddenly looked at the unconscious Long Chen and roared, “You little brat, how long are you planning on sleeping for?! Get up and train!”

BOOM!

The earth shuddered, and Long Chen was flung into the air. He jolted awake, stunned.

“You think just because I can’t deal with your father, I can’t deal with you?!” the Jewel Blood Devil bellowed, taking out its frustration on Long Chen.

Long Chen was truly unlucky. He had no idea what had set the Jewel Blood Devil off, yet he was forced to fight for his life.

What was once mere sparring had turned into a brutal beating, with the Jewel Blood Devil using Long Chen as a punching bag to vent its frustration. Gritting his teeth, Long Chen fought back with everything he had, only to be relentlessly pummeled by the Jewel Blood Devil’s berserk attacks.

One day… two days… three days… Their clashes continued, escalating into a storm of furious curses. Long Chen no longer bothered with formalities, dropping all honorifics and instead calling the Jewel Blood Devil “old ghost Jewel” or “old fogey Jewel.”

The shameless devil showed Long Chen no mercy. Every time Long Chen was knocked out, it woke him up immediately, forcing him back into battle. Long Chen’s power was constantly exhausted. How was he supposed to win like this? This wasn’t training—it was pure bullying.

By the seventh day, Long Chen had pushed himself beyond his limits. His body finally gave out, and he collapsed, unconscious. No amount of provocation or force could wake him this time. Only then did the Jewel Blood Devil reluctantly stop.

He remained unconscious for an entire day and night. When he finally woke up, the first thing he heard was Long Zhantian’s voice.

“Come, it’s time for a father to pass down his life’s learning to his son.”