Chapter 517 - 438: Spying on My Dragon Emperor’s Legacy, the 9-Tailed Girl Is Forced to Call Me Master

There has never been just one way to open Spirit Veins. It’s not as though the only method is to do as Xiong Batian did and digest the bloodline of a Great Demon that had already opened its Spirit Veins. Members of the Demon Race are also known to use Treasures of Heaven and Earth for this purpose.

Of course, opening Spirit Veins with Treasures of Heaven and Earth is extremely difficult, mainly because such treasures are incredibly hard to acquire. Where in this world could one possibly find so many Treasures of Heaven and Earth capable of opening Spirit Veins?

Rumor had it that the Taihu Python possessed some Treasures of Heaven and Earth that could open Spirit Veins. Then there were the current Eight Great Dominators, who controlled the Eight Great Spirit Fruits. Beyond that, Jiang Qiu had heard of very few other sources.

In reality, using a Spirit Fruit to open one’s Spirit Veins was the safest and most compatible method. Choosing any other way was a gamble; if it proved incompatible, one could suffer a fatal backlash.

This was something Jiang Qiu had only learned later, a conclusion drawn from the collective knowledge and personal experiences of the many Great Demons he met who had already opened their Spirit Veins.

Thus, Xiong Batian’s successful transformation and the opening of his Spirit Veins back then had been a matter of incredible luck; it couldn’t be attributed solely to his devouring of the Giant Wolf Bloodline.

Of course, without an event like being bathed in the blood of the Giant Wolf, he would have remained a weak Bear Demon his entire life. That was a fate almost impossible to change. One could only marvel at the twists of destiny.

And now, Jiang Qiu swallowed three Spirit Fruits in one gulp, bracing himself for his own transformation, preparing to open his Spirit Veins!

As a bearer of the Dragon Race bloodline, with what was suspected to be blood condensed by the Dragon Emperor himself flowing through his veins, how could the opening of his Spirit Veins possibly be the same as any other member of the Demon Race?

It couldn’t be. The moment he began to digest the Heaven and Earth Spirit Charm within the Spirit Fruits, he felt the vast cave begin to tremble. Outside, thunder seemed to boom.

Yes. The very moment he swallowed the Spirit Fruits, an immense pressure erupted from the depths of his Soul. His previously dormant bloodline burst forth. A phantom image of the Dragon Emperor seemed to manifest around him. Catching a fleeting glimpse, the Nine-tailed Fox glanced up and froze as if struck by lightning. Her eyes, once the color of scarlet jade, dilated in absolute terror and reverence.

Innate instinct caused the Nine-tailed Fox’s very Soul to stop thinking. She had seen the phantom of the Dragon Emperor, but only for an instant. It was a brief, fleeting moment—so short that one could say she hadn’t truly seen it at all.

It was just a feeling, a sensation that lasted for a split second. The Nine-tailed Fox realized she might have glimpsed the entity that Jiang Qiu’s bloodline represented. The feeling was both wondrous and terrifying.

It was as if a god had suddenly peered down from above the Thirty-Six Celestial Realms to glance at their descendant, and she, merely by being near, had been caught in that overwhelming pressure.

She felt an unprecedented dread and terror, a feeling of being an insignificant ant, a speck of dust unworthy of a glance. All she could do was cling to her own fragile existence.

Originally, having just entered the Transformation Realm, she felt she could already match a True Dominator. She believed she could even confront the Golden Eagle, one of the Eight Great Dominators, and with time, perhaps even surpass him.

Even if the thought lasted only for an instant, it was a genuine one. She felt she was already superior to the other seven of the former Eight Great Dominators, and she couldn’t help but feel a little smug about it.

But now, after just a fleeting glimpse of the silhouette formed by the aura behind Jiang Qiu’s bloodline, all her pride was shattered. She would never again dare to harbor the slightest ill intent.

From this day forward, she would forever revere Jiang Qiu. It was as if one of the great Dao Laws had been carved into her very bloodline. As long as her consciousness existed, she would always remember: Jiang Qiu was a Celestial Spirit, a deity that no living being could ever afford to offend!

Even if her Soul were to be bewitched, tortured, and ravaged, this conviction could never be erased. This was the price for having glimpsed the legacy of the Dragon Emperor.

Even though she could gain nothing of benefit for herself from the Dragon Emperor’s legacy, this was the price she had to pay...

If this was the effect on her, who had already reached the Transformation Realm, what to speak of the simple-minded Xiong Batian?

Xiong Batian’s head was tilted back, the whites of his eyes showing, and drool was trickling from his mouth. It was as if he had become infinitely more foolish, regressing to the state he was in before his Spiritual Awakening. All his thoughts were suppressed; his mind had gone blank.

He had temporarily lost the ability to even think about Jiang Qiu, and also the capacity for introspection. Like the Nine-tailed Fox, he could no longer harbor any thought of betraying Jiang Qiu. They would not even permit anyone to slander or defame Jiang Qiu in their presence.

This was a Law, casually scattered by the Dragon Emperor’s phantom, that would now be passed down through their bloodlines forever—just as a horse will never betray its Knight.

Jiang Qiu, for his part, was aware of this change in them. He sensed it with perfect clarity—two faint, ethereal threads extending from the depths of the two demons’ Souls, connecting to his own.

In his mind, he could feel these two threads. By pulling on them, he could influence their bloodline inheritance and control their cultivation bottlenecks.

Perhaps he couldn’t force them to advance, but he could absolutely prevent them from doing so. Without Jiang Qiu’s consent, their bloodlines were shackled, turning them into his vassals. If he did not permit them to advance, they would be unable to, no matter what.

Take Xiong Batian, for example. He was already in the Spirit Control Realm. If he wanted to break through to the level of a Great Dominator, even if his Cultivation was complete and he was ready, he would be unable to break through without Jiang Qiu’s permission.