<h4>Chapter 535: Chapter 0537: Spiritual Energy Giant Dragon</h4><h4></h4>


    The man known as ’Boss’ had a ck veil covering his face, a cold smile faintly curling up the corner of his lips, "What do you know! Chu Ge demanded arge amount of Earth Ganoderma from Shen Congwen, clearly aiming to enhance his martial arts. Our main objective is to destroy these Earth Ganoderma and prevent Shen Congwen from cultivating them. As for the rest, dealing with a dangerous individual like Chu Ge, those higher up will send someone specifically to handle it."


    Scarred Man still didn’t understand, "Boss, you always mention those higher up, who exactly are they?"


    Scarred Man, his eyes filled with doubt, looked at the Veiled Man, truly curious, "Boss, I heard a little rumor that our superiors are from the Ancient Martial Sect? Is that true?"


    Veiled Man red at him irritably, "I just follow the boss’s orders. As for who the boss coborates with, how should I know? If you have the guts, go and ask the boss yourself and have him tell me who he is coborating with!"


    Seeing the Veiled Man getting angry, Scarred Man immediately shut up, not saying anything more, and he instructed the people behind him, "You all better stay sharpter on. We’re just here to scout out the ce this time. Absolutely do not alert anyone or stir trouble, got it?"


    The base wasn’t evenpleted before somebody began to sabotage it.


    These things were unknown to Chu Ge and Shen Congwen up on the mountain.


    The excitement on Shen Congwen’s face hadn’t faded; he grabbed Huo Tianqian’s shoulder, eagerly asking, "Mr. Huo, do you know what this is called? To actually be able to control the weather, the wind and clouds changing, everything within one’s own control—this is the true power of a master of Ancient Martial Arts, right?"


    Huo Tianqian was somewhat speechless, "Not all Ancient Martial Artists can do this, and Mr. Chu didn’t control the changing of the wind and clouds either. If you don’t believe it, you could step back a few meters and have another look."


    Shen Congwen didn’t believe it and really retreated almost ten meters back, then turned around, only to be stunned by the sight before him.


    He could clearly see the mist, rising as high as ten stories, shifting before his eyes at a visible rate.


    Huo Tianqian watched as Shen Congwen’s jaw almost dropped from shock and helplessly shook his head. In some aspects, Shen Congwen really behaved like an ignorant country bumpkin.


    Huo Tianqian didn’t have contempt for Shen Congwen or look down on him; he simply felt that his facial expression was a bit too much.


    "Mr. Shen, I know the sight is magnificent, but do you really need to be so shocked?" said Huo Tianqian, at a loss for words.


    Shen Congwen kept shaking his head, his eyes shifting from excitement to shock and finally settling with a hint of fear. He stretched out his hand, swallowing hard, "Mr. Huo, look quickly... look, a dragon!"


    Huo Tianqian was taken aback, a dragon?


    Previously in Shanghai, Chu Ge indeed had a small dragon in the formation heid out.


    But was it really so frightening?


    Huo Tianqian, hands behind his back, strode over to Shen Congwen. "Mr. Shen, haven’t you seen dragons on TV before? Why are you so scared?"


    Shen Congwen wanted to step back, but his feet seemed rooted to the spot, unable to move. He even forgot to breathe and just stood there, silently holding his breath and staring at the scene before him.


    Everyone else was also terrified by the sight, and even the boldest among them didn’t dare stay any longer, rushing to escape.


    Huo Tianqian was truly puzzled. Wasn’t it just setting up a formation, guarded by a Spiritual Dragon? Was there really a need to be so scared?


    Puzzled, Huo Tianqian turned his head and in an instant, the sight before him caused him to reflexively leap back, stumbling over a rock and tumbling head over heels.


    In front of him, there appeared a giant dragon formed out of white fog, albeit only the dragon’s head, and Huo Tianqian swallowed hard, gripped by fear afterward.


    Just now, the head of the giant dragon was right before his eyes; he could even see the breath exhaled from the dragon’s nostrils, as if the dragon was alive.


    The giant dragon merely nced at Huo Tianqian with contempt and snorted lightly before slowly standing up straight.


    No, its lower half coiled and twisted, enveloping the entire cultivation base; the giant dragon raised its head and let out a roar that shook the heavens long and loud, such that Shen Congwen, Huo Tianqian, and even people at the foot of the mountain felt the ground trembling.


    "Is this the power of Ancient Martial Arts?" It took quite a while for Shen Congwen to find his voice, shocked as he was by the scene before him, struggling toe to terms with it.


    Had he not seen it with his own eyes, he would have thought anyone iming dragons existed in this world was an idiot.


    But now, right before his eyes, someone had conjured a giant dragon; disbelief was no longer an option for him.


    At this moment, Chu Ge also stood up and walked out of the mist.


    Looking around and seeing only the figures of Shen Congwen and Huo Tianqian, who appeared to be soul-bound and motionless, he stepped forward with some speechlessness and asked, "What’s wrong with you guys?"


    Shen Congwen shook his head slightly, still gazing up at the giant dragon.


    If he hadn’t misheard before, Mr. Chu meant for him to be the master of this giant dragon...


    Suddenly Shen Congwen became timid; the dragon could swallow him whole with one bite. How could he, powerless as he was, control this dragon? It would be a good oue if the dragon didn’t control him instead!


    Chu Ge saw Shen Congwen’s predicament, patted him on the shoulder, and reassured him: "Don’t worry, this Spiritual Dragon will develop a consciousness as it continuously absorbs the surrounding Spiritual Energy. It recognizes only one master in its lifetime and will be absolutely loyal to its master."


    Shen Congwen had yet to regain hisposure, merely nodding nkly without a word.


    Chu Ge saw his condition as if he had been frightened out of his wits, sighed softly, and then his gaze fell upon Huo Tianqian, and he was simrly stunned.


    "Huo Tianqian, what happened to you?"


    Huo Tianqian was still sprawled on the ground, having been scared by the sudden proximity of the dragon.


    The sight he had seen in Shanghai was nothingpared to this tenth part; witnessing this scene today simrly stirred his heart with a touch of excitement and shock.


    Thinking back on his previous mockery of Shen Congwen, he felt somewhat embarrassed.


    He shook his head and stood up from the ground, asking with confusion, "Mr. Chu, did you create this dragon? Will it recognize Mr. Shen as its master?"


    Shen Congwen also looked at Chu Ge with a suspicious gaze; what he was most concerned about now was hisck of any ability to control the dragon.


    Chu Ge smiled, "It’s simple. Shen Congwen, give me your hand."


    Shen Congwen didn’t know what Chu Ge wanted to do, but he obediently extended his hand.


    Chu Ge raised his hand and pressed lightly on Shen Congwen’s fingertip, causing Shen Congwen to feel a surge of pain spreading from the tip of his finger, and he frowned slightly.


    Chu Ge had punctured his fingertip, and bright red blood emerged.


    What was astonishing was that this fresh blood automatically coalesced into a droplet, floated up into the air, and finally disappeared into the body of the dragon...