Adding Friends Can Make Me Stronger

Chapter 47 - Unopened Sentience, Linglong Cold Moon, Frozen Nine Provinces!

A hint of joy flickered in Meng Changqing’s eyes.

If there was a display panel, it meant it was within the system’s rules.

He could add it as a friend!

“In that case, wouldn’t I be able to obtain the talents of Demon Beasts?”

Meng Changqing’s hands under his sleeves clenched slightly.

Similarly named as talents, Demon Beasts’ talents were much stronger than those of humans.

After all, Demon Beasts couldn’t cultivate martial arts, so all their strength was concentrated in their talents.

But wanting to add Demon Beasts as friends was quite difficult because they didn’t have absolute sentience.

Or rather, they weren’t born with sentience.

It needed to be gradually developed through cultivation, reaching a certain stage of strength before slowly opening up.

That’s when they could be considered intelligent beings.

Like this Ironclad Flame Lion, it clearly didn’t have much sentience, at most a little spirituality.

It was basically instinct-driven.

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“Let’s give it a try.”

Meng Changqing became eager to try, then he pointed his toes and descended into the valley.

Roar!

Sensing a strange presence, the originally dormant Ironclad Flame Lion suddenly opened its eyes.

In its blood-red eyes, there was a strong murderous intent.

It was a scent that disgusted it!

Or rather, it was a deep-seated aversion from its bloodline!

Humans!

The Ironclad Flame Lion stood up, its huge body resembling a small mountain, emitting a hot and powerful aura.

So much so that the entire valley became hot.

Seeing this scene, Meng Changqing, who had just landed, immediately erased the smile from his face.

He was about to greet it.

But seeing the Ironclad Flame Lion’s appearance, it was obvious it had no friendly intentions.

The killing intent and bloodthirstiness in its eyes were almost undisguised.

It was completely a wild beast driven by instinct.

“It seems there’s no way for us to be friends.” Meng Changqing said regretfully, then drew his long sword from his waist.

A faint sword hum echoed in the valley.

There were many Demon Beasts in the secret realm. If this one didn’t work out, he could look for others.

Behind the Ironclad Flame Lion was an obvious jade platform, and on the platform was a medicine bottle.

That was the opportunity placed by the sect.

It seemed to be medicinal resources.

But it was unknown what kind of medicine it was.

Roar!

The Ironclad Flame Lion didn’t hesitate at all, charging straight towards Meng Changqing.

With every step it took, the valley seemed to shake.

Dust flew, and the blazing flames brewed in the Ironclad Flame Lion’s mouth, ready to erupt at any moment.

Swish!

Its sharp claws swept horizontally, easily shattering several boulders into dust, leaving deep claw marks on the ground.

If this fell on an ordinary Aperture Connecting Realm cultivator, they would be severely injured if not killed.

Meng Changqing performed his sword steps, disappearing from the spot, and reappeared behind the Ironclad Flame Lion.

But the Ironclad Flame Lion’s reaction was also very fast.

Its sturdy tail swept like a heavy hammer.

Meng Changqing raised his eyebrows.

He took a few steps back, seemingly slow but actually very fast, just barely avoiding the tail by a hair’s breadth.

“It’s indeed a Peak Second-level Demon Beast, far superior in strength, speed, and reaction compared to the group of Demon Wolves from before.”

Meng Changqing moved gracefully, dodging the Ironclad Flame Lion’s attacks time and time again.

And among second-level Demon Beasts, this Ironclad Flame Lion was considered one of the top.

It wasn’t something an ordinary Aperture Connecting Realm cultivator could handle.

Unfortunately, although it was strong, it didn’t make him feel threatened. The reason he didn’t kill it immediately was mainly to see the attack methods of these Demon Beasts.

After all, he had mainly fought humans before.

He rarely fought Demon Beasts.

Roar!

Seeing its attacks repeatedly fail, the Ironclad Flame Lion became even more furious, and the flames in its mouth reached its peak.

It directly opened its mouth towards Meng Changqing’s position!

Flame Breath!

Boom!

The rolling magma poured out like a flood!

Overwhelming the mountains and forests, incinerating everything, thick smoke filled the air!

Within a radius of a hundred meters, it all turned into a sea of fire!

The Ironclad Flame Lion closed its mouth.

Its blood-red eyes scanned the surroundings.

The aversion seemed to have disappeared, it should be dead, right?

But soon, it suddenly looked ahead.

There, surprisingly, a ancient tree still stood tall.

Surrounded by a chill, blocking the flowing magma.

And at the top of the ancient tree, there was a figure standing.

Holding a long sword.

Clad in white like snow, black hair fluttering.

It was the human from before!

He didn’t die!

Roar!

The Ironclad Flame Lion roared again and charged forward.

Its scales quickly turned crimson from the outside, emitting an indestructible aura.

Obviously, it had activated its second talent, Ironclad!

“Since we can’t become friends, then I’ll just have to send you to your grave,” Meng Changqing murmured.

The test was almost over.

In terms of strength alone, the talents of Demon Beasts were indeed terrifying, born and imprinted in their bloodline.

They didn’t need to cultivate any martial arts.

When their level reached, they naturally awakened one by one.

On the other hand, humans mostly struggled from nothing to something.

But every race had its limits.

Although the lower limit of Demon Beasts was high, it was obviously not as high as that of humans.

Otherwise, they wouldn’t have failed in the ancient racial wars.

Converging his mind, Meng Changqing grasped the hilt of his sword with his right hand. The sword was horizontally before him, and his left hand brushed over the sword.

At this moment, his originally hot blood instantly became extremely cold!

Faintly, it even turned into the shape of a crescent moon behind him!

“Linglong Cold Moon Sword Technique!” A high-level Profound-ranked sword technique!

Although he had obtained it for some time, Meng Changqing had never used it before.

The reason was simple.

No one had yet forced him to reveal this trump card!

The Ironclad Flame Lion in front of him was not an ordinary Demon Beast, its strength was formidable.

Although he could defeat it with the Wind and Thunder Sword Art alone, with the addition of sword qi, the battle would definitely be more intense.

And he wasn’t someone who liked to seek trouble.

Why bother with a fierce battle when he could easily resolve it?

“Linglong Cold Moon: Frozen Nine Provinces!”

Meng Changqing disappeared in an instant from the top of the ancient tree, facing the Ironclad Flame Lion.

His footsteps changed rapidly.

It was the Sword Steps!

At the same time, an extremely sharp momentum surged within him!

Like an unsheathed divine sword!

Under various enhancements, the chill of the sword became even stronger!

Wherever he went, frost formed, even the scorching magma was frozen!

This sword was currently Meng Changqing’s peak sword art!

It was unparalleled in strength!

So much so that even the Ironclad Flame Lion felt a deep sense of unease and palpitations.

It knew that it couldn’t block this swordstrike.

But the hostility and instinct in its bloodline made it not choose to stop, but instead increase its demon beast power, constantly enhancing its defense!

Trying to resist it!

Boom!

The two finally collided.

The terrifying chill instantly enveloped the Ironclad Flame Lion.

Its huge body froze in place.

This wasn’t just simple cold air, it was essentially sword qi, extremely sharp, easily penetrating through the gaps in its scales and entering its body!

Freezing all its internal organs!

It was quite a shocking scene. The Ironclad Flame Lion stood frozen like an ice sculpture, the magma in its mouth still flickering with light.

But the gleam in its eyes was gradually dissipating.

Its life was frozen too.

Swish!

Several sword lights flashed by, and the Ironclad Flame Lion shattered.

As a second-level Demon Beast, its body contained many valuable materials.

Even if he didn’t need them, he could send them back to the family in the future. After all, he had the spatial ring now, so he had enough space.

After dealing with the corpse, Meng Changqing looked around him.

Although this place had experienced fierce battles, the jade platform still stood there, motionless, without any damage.

It seemed to have special protection.

It could avoid the repercussions of battle and prevent Demon Beasts from having any evil intentions.