Targaryen Who Turned Dragon

Aerion stood up without much hesitation. Slowly, but surely he walked closer to Mu Xuanyin. His eyes were crimson red with l.u.s.t. Mu Xuanyin knew what his last words implied even if he didn't outright state what this small favour was.

She could have easily evaded him or even restrained the rather unstable Aerion Targaryen. In fact, she could have killed him with a wave of her hand. However, none of these things would help his situation... it would only serve to make things worse.

"Horned Dragon Blood..." Mu Xuanyin murmured. She knew exactly what that meant.

If Mu Xuanyin was the victim of the ancient horned dragon's blood, then she could easily remove it herself. She could remove it from Aerion if he could handle her profound energy... which was unlikely. That method would, most likely, lead to his death. This left her with very few options... very few, in fact. If the Horned Dragon Blood was given free rein, then even Aerion would eventually die. The strength of it was simply too much for him to handle. There was still a way to cure the dragon blood, however...

Aerion had sacrificed quite a few things in order to save her life. The Sky Poison Pearl lost a sizeable portion of its strength, he used up the World Teleportation Portal and, more importantly, lost his sight for a long time. Whether it was bravery or foolishness which led him to face two ancient horned dragons, he saved her life either way. Now, she stood in peak condition while he was slowly dying... quite a twist of fate, it is. Now it was her turn to sacrifice something or watch him die.

To Aerion, it was an easy decision. To Mu Xuanyin... it was an even easier decision!

(After all, Aerion is the most charming and handsome man in the Primal Chaos Dimension...)

She broke both of his arms first as punishment and to stop them from exploring places where they're not supposed to. Since she was far stronger than him, she was more than capable of doing it her own way... which she did. The horned dragon's blood was slowly appeased after many hours. By then, Aerion was already blind for quite some time and his consciousness had dwindled until he was fully asleep.

Mu Xuanyin had taken care of the horned dragon's blood and the Sky Poison Pearl had dealt with the dragon's poisonous breath. Now, Aerion was at complete peace as he slept soundlessly in the God Burying Inferno Prison. The loss of vital yin to a female of the Ice Phoenix Bloodline would result in their cultivation progress slowing down greatly while the male gains all the benefits. This is because the Ice Phoenix Bloodline rejects external yang energy which comes from the male.

But Aerion Targaryen is no ordinary man... he is the avatar of the mightiest Ancestral God! His yang energy was close to being divine which meant that everything else paled in comparison. If this was well known in the God Realm then he would already have thousands of female Divine Masters knocking at his door asking for a shag. Or worse, he would already be abducted by a very ambitious woman... or women, for that matter.

Mu Xuanyin discovered the benefits first hand. Her cultivation strength skyrocketed to the peak of the Divine Master Realm before stopping for a brief while. However, it soon burst upwards once more... past the Divine Master Realm!

She managed to take a half-step into the Divine Extinction Realm while her Ice Phoenix soul had awakened to 90% from the previous 30%. In the God Realm, it is known that no one has crossed past the Divine Master Realm. This makes Mu Xuanyin the strongest being in the God Realm! Even the Dragon Monarch, who is known to be the strongest, would simply stand no chance against her... the difference was simply too much.

Eventually, she decided to leave the God Burying Inferno Prison.

The Flame God Realm was dealing with a very difficult situation. From what they had witnessed, both Aerion and Mu Xuanyin had fallen into the depths of the God Burying Inferno Prison. They had seen her recover, however, the fact that she had yet to return worried them to no end. The flames in the God Burying Inferno Prison were capable of burning up a Divine Master, after all. The Snow Song Realm would never forgive the Flame God Realm if both the Snow Song Realm King and her direct disciple had died. When Mu Bingyun arrived to look for her sister, the Flame God Realm had no answers.

"My sister... where is she?"

"We... well, it's a long story." Yan Juehai forced a smile. Mu Bingyun didn't take this well, the fear of Mu Xuanyin's death had grown considerably.

"I asked you a question... where is she? Tell me... now!"

"Palace Master Bingyun, please calm down for a moment..." Yan Wancang suggested.

Huo Rulie sighed. "It can't be helped... the truth will come out eventually, better now than never. The Snow Song Realm King's current status is unknown... she was last seen falling into the God Burying Inferno Prison, albeit in peak condition. It is likely that Mu Xuanyin has survived..."

"Then... where... is... she?"

"Here." Mu Xuanyin replied. Mu Bingyun turned around and there she was, the Snow Song Realm King and her sister, in perfect condition. Not a single sign of damage... Mu Bingyun was relieved greatly by this. They embraced each other warmly and after some time, Mu Bingyun turned to Aerion Targaryen. He was floating in the air, supported by Mu Xuanyin's profound energy.

"Why can't Aerion walk on his own?"

"He is resting from his wounds... but it's not only that. Unfortunately, he... lost his sight."

"..."

The sect masters of the Flame God Realm sighed. A cultivator losing sight was much worse than losing limbs... because limbs could, through much effort, be remade. But eyesight... recovering that would require nothing short of a miracle. In essence, it was hopeless to even think of it ever happening.

"All that talent... what a waste."

Izanami didn't seem as concerned as everyone else. "Hmph, he'll fully recover after a few months."

"Is that so?" Mu Xuanyin coldly replied, seeking further confirmation.

"My Lord's eyes have recovered every time, stronger than before," Robb added. "But he absolutely hates the idea of being blind... it is unlikely that he will wake before recovering his sight."

"Very well. Onto less important matters, this King shall bestow you one half of the ancient horned dragon... as promised."

The first half of the first ancient horned dragon was taken out. Its heart was completely taken by Mu Xuanyin, as promised. The sect masters were glad, of course, but there were two ancient horned dragons... that would mean that they should get at least one full ancient horned dragon.

"Snow Song Realm King... with all due respec-" Yan Juehai attempted to say something.

"It is enough... is it not?" Mu Xuanyin coldly intercepted. The three sect masters dared not speak further. However, she continued. "This King's disciple sacrificed his sight and almost his life to protect this King and ensure that the hunt was successful. Without him, it is likely that I would have fallen to the horned dragons... in that case, you would have nothing."

The three sect masters reluctantly agreed. And so, Mu Xuanyin along with the others returned to the Snow Song Realm. Aerion Targaryen's eyes had left quite an impression on those who watched the battle... along with his poison. The people had their suspicions, but the Flame God Realm ensured that the matter didn't spread far.

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He Lin went out of the secret location for a little stroll. The elder Wood Spirits wouldn't allow this but he was a willful child so he had to find a way out for a bit. What's the harm, anyway? Yeah... about that.

"Eh, who's that?" A member of the Black Feather Merchant Guild noticed a boy walking around rather casually.

"Look... that mark on his head. He's a Wood Spirit... get him!"

The group of Black Feather Merchant Guild members surrounded He Lin before he could even take ten steps away from them. He wasn't exactly a mighty cultivator so even the grunts from the Black Feather Merchant Guild could easily capture him.

"Hehe, we are going to get paid good money for this catch!"

"Indeed, brother, we are going to be rich!"

He Lin resisted but it was no use. "Shut up, ya dumb kid. You are going straight to the Black Feather Merchant Guild to be sold off in an auction and nothing is going to change that."

"Your master will probably just kill you off for your Wood Spirit Orb... I doubt you'll see another year, hahaha."

"Eh, I don't think so." A certain Cloaked Man appeared from above. His face couldn't be seen... one could only see an empty void inside of his hood. He was tall and his mere aura was so heavy that it made it difficult for the grunts to breath.

"Who... who the hell... are you?"

"A certain man... but what does it matter?" The Cloaked Man chuckled. "You are all going to die soon anyway."

"You... attack him!" The boss of the group ordered one of his subordinates. Sweat started to drop down from his forehead like a waterfall. The Cloaked Man's terrifying appearance was almost that of a grim reaper. He was missing the scythe and skeleton face, though.

"I... I don't want to..."

"A smart young man, indeed." The Cloaked Man nodded. "But the moment you saw me... was the moment your fate was sealed. Your fate being, of course, death!"

The Black Feather Merchant Guild members tried to run but they couldn't run far. Their throats were slit and after they fell, their bodies burned into nothing. There were still some puddles of blood which was all that remained of them.

"Are you... going to take me... too?" He Lin weakly inquired.

"No, you are of some use to me, He Lin." The Cloaked Man grabbed He Lin. "You see, the Dragon may one day decided to purchase you with his gold. He will take good care of you... unless you incite his fury, which is unlikely. You may even one day reunite with your sister, do you like the sound of that, He Lin? Do you want to see your sister again?"

"Yes... of course..."

"Good. Then you must obediently serve him when the time comes... or else you won't see her again." The Cloaked Man, without further ado, vanished from the Darkya Realm along with He Lin.