Unparalleled Emperor Chapter 3: Power Surged

There were many ancient trees with luxuriant foliage located in the back hill of the college.

Dao Ling lay in the forest with blood on his lips, his face solemn and his eyes sharp.

Observing carefully, one could clearly feel the air around him rippling slightly like a stone falling in the lake.

Incredible changes happened in his body. Each muscle was contracting, erupting powerful strength that quaked the air. All bones in his body were cracking.

The Fire Kylin's blood had enormous energy. The violent energy became docile and nourished his weak body under the abstruse power of Heaven Devouring.

Such a speed of gaining power was terrifying!

Dao Ling was very excited. The problem that had beset him for a long time was solved now.

His eyes reddened, and he couldn't wait to roar out of extreme excitement.

"I can become stronger by training eventually!" He thought.

Crack!

Many changes happened inside his body, his bones roaring, his viscera trembling and his muscles contracting. His vertebra was like a revived baby dragon and generated huge power.

"Wow! Powerful!" He shouted unbelievably. He could feel his body was much stronger than before. Each muscle was filled with explosive energy as if it could destroy a stone.

"This martial art is fearful. Who created this kind of mad method?" Astonishment appeared in Dao Ling's face. He couldn't help saying after recalling the mysterious woman' word "I really can handle 50 thousand kilograms?〞

"I certainly can do it. I can survive after drinking ferocious beast's blood by this martial art. It may help me get 50 thousand kilograms of power!" Dao Ling was quite shocked. The whole Qingzhou's people would be shocked if they knew about this.

The Body Forging Realm testified physical talent. It was also the initial energy of humans, therefore crucial!

Dao Ling frowned, "I can hardly get the high-grade ferocious beast's blood." Heaven Devouring introduced that practitioners must drink rare ferocious beasts' blood to strengthen the body and the blood required should be stronger every time!

The most important thing was that practitioners must drink mythical animal's blood to break the limit and get 50 thousand kilograms of power. This troubled Dao Ling. Mythical animals were too strong to fight. How could he get their blood?

"I can't get 50 thousand kilograms power without mythical animal's blood. But I must get 25 thousand kilograms power." Dao Ling first frowned but then said happily.

"Wang Ya, Wang Ling!"

Dao Ling hammered against the ground heavily with his fist. The ground trembled and leaves fell off from a big tree nearby. The air around here was getting colder rapidly.

"I will kill both of you!" Dao Ling said angrily. He would be a dead person now if Heaven Devouring couldn't assimilate beats' blood. "Especially Wang Ya, she exploited me! Damn it!"

Dao Ling was dying to have a friend because people in college didn't like him. But he never expected that his only friend exploited him.

Dao Ling stood up slowly and gritted angrily with frost in his eyes, "You wait and see! I will make you pay for it!"

Dao Ling suppressed his anger and took a deep breath, "I can become strong rapidly drinking beasts' blood. I must find a way to get more."

Then, Dao Ling doubted, "What kind of treasure is the ore that lame father got from the mine?"

How come Wang Ling coveted the blue crystal so much with her status? And Wang Ya even seduced me and wasted so much time to deceive me. That fact showed that the blue crystal was very precious.

But there was still a basket of it. Lame father littered them everywhere. He used them to scrap the bottom of the pot, to pad table or even to scratch the toes...

The blue crystal wasn't the best of ores. Some of them were more beautiful thanthe blue crystals. He only used the poor ones to scratch toes, while the beautiful ones as marbles. Lame father put the mineral in every corner of his body, which made Dao Ling quite confused as lame father wasn't a miser.

"I can get lots of blood if I sell one!" Dao Ling said happily.

"What are you doing here? Morpheus?"

An arrogant young person came towards Dao Ling and looked him with disdain. He was quite confused that why the teacher didn't teach him a lesson.

Dao Ling became unfriendly when he saw the person. He was Qian Ling's brother with 1,500 kilograms of power, who often picked fight with Dao Ling.

"I don't think I should tell you what I am doing here." Dao Ling clenched his fists tight. Feeling the explosive power of his muscles, he beamed with delight. Because he knew in this world, no one dared to bully him if was mighty enough.

"Damn it, how dare you! Do not talk to me in this way. You're courting death!" Qian Yi looked sullen and said loudly, "Now, let me beat you up and teach you a lesson!"

Suddenly, a trace of kill flickered across Qian Yi's eyes. He clenched his fist, charged down his body, and dashed toward Dao Ling. Then he shouted, "Listen! You are trash forever. I'll give you a good beat whenever I see you."

Dao Ling stared at Qian Yi's running body and gave a cold hum. He thought to himself, "In the past, I would have been hurt by him. But now, everything is different. I can use him to test my level."

The moment Qian Yi got near, he leapt and swung a hard punch against Dao Ling's jaw, aiming to break his teeth.

Dao Ling looked indifferent and calm. He clenched his fists so tight that his bones cracked and struck back against Qian 's fist.

"Hha, loser is loser. You would lose your arms later." Facing Dao Ling's counterattack, Qian was not angry at all. He believed that a Morpheus was not a big trouble.

The two fists clashed together, suddenly, a sound of bone crack resounded through the air. Qian 's body was stiff. He felt his arms no longer belong to himself.

Qian Qi began to shiver and then collapsed to the ground, blood spurting from his hand.

Dao clenched his fists and smiled triumphantly. He said while looking at Qian's shaking body, "You deserve it!" Qian was totally mad. He stood up and roared, "You trash! How dare you beat me. You will die. You run into big trouble!"

"Qian Yi, it is your problem. I think you are the loser!" Dao came to him and said.

"Fuck! You've just dug your own grave. You are the loser!" Qian roared out of rage. "You trash! You are in big trouble now!" Qian Qi kept threatening.

Dao Ling couldn't help laughing and said, "You haven't figured out the situation yet. It's your end, not mine."

Dao smiled indifferently. In Qian's fearful eyes, he stepped on Qian's body so fiercely like a drawn sword.

"Plump!" Qian 's body flew and fell down in the grass. He spit out a big mouth of blood and screeched.

Qian Yi was shaking and twitching. He stared at Dao Ling resentfully. However, the killing intent in Dao Ling's eyes made him shudder with fear. He gritted his teeth and roared, "You wait and see. You will die. My brother will kill you. Do not run away if you dare."

At the moment, Qian was very rageful but shocked also. He thought, "He is the loser? How could he possess such a strong power?"

"Come as you like. I'd also like to see how your brother's gonna kill me." He said calmly and then clenched his fists tight. He could feel that, currently, his body was extremely powerful. And he did not use his full strength.

"I must improve my level quickly. If Wang Ling and Wang Ya knew I was alive, these bitches would make trouble for me." He murmured and rushed home.

The slum.

No one would expect that there existed a basket of valuable ores in a house located deep in the slum.

Getting in the house, Dao Ling pulled out a basket under the bed. There were colorful stones in it.

Some stones were as red as blood, some as green as jade, some as bright as stars, and some lingering with red glow.

Dao Ling stared at the basket of stones. Then he scratched his head and hid it back under the bed, saying, "It is a big trouble if I use these magical stones and draw too much greedy attention. I must ask lame father where these treasures came from."

He moved to the kitchen and looked at a copper colored stone that his father used to scrape the bottom of the pot. It was just like a drill about the size of a thumb.

"That is it!" He looked at it. It must be the worst because it was used to scrape the bottom of the pot. Lame father told him not to take the ores out. However, he also mentioned that Dao Ling could use them if he had the ability to.

"Let me see how strong Heaven Devouring is!" He put the copper stones away then sat on the ground and closed his eyes, preparing to practice for a period of time.

Chapter end