Tales of The Mighty Dragonair

"Damn, even after all those years I'm still afraid of such a step… I need to do it now or else I would lose my chance," he muttered to himself.

The first step in doing that was the normal step of any major breakthrough. He stirred up his spiritual energy and made sure it would pass all the time through his condensed core.

After doing this for hours, the core started to show signs of transformation. The light coming from it began to dim a bit, and the energy entering it started to be stored, not coming out again.

"Good, the next step is all on you little one," he said while keeping his energy moving around his meridian system and finally resting in peace inside his core.

The higher the amount of energy entering the core the stronger his nascent soul would be. Also the quality of the core would play a role in this, as a low grade core wouldn't be able to store much energy compared with a higher one, like his one.

He waited for more hours before his core absorbed all his energy in his meridians so far. "Wow, even after all this you still want more?" he was surprised and the next moment he kept breathing in and out regularly, while directing all the absorbed energy inside his core.

After six more hours he had enough of it, and started using replenishing pills. He knew this wasn't the best way to breakthrough, yet he was worried of wasting more time here on the count of his ultimate goal of doing all that.

Using these pills aided greatly in filling the core with spiritual energy. After four hours and over twenty pills, the core finally had enough of its absorption, and the next step kicked off the moment after.

The core shook a couple of times and Arthur felt a wave of energy emanating from it. it was like a call, a calling for a higher being to descend and examine him.

He felt an invisible gaze examining him for long stressful minutes. He knew this was the heaven and earth vast energy assessing to see if he was worthy or not.

Some cultivators were rash and rushed up the process before making their core ready. This made them fail, eventually turning into crippled ones, with fixed weak bases that would never grow.

The result of this test came swiftly after when Arthur saw this enormous sword, made entirely out of milky white spiritual energy; the purest form of spiritual energy ever.

"Embrace it," he encouraged himself when the sword simply fell on top of his head, penetrating his body like it wasn't even there. It didn't leave a single scratch on his body, yet his soul suffered a great blow at this brief instant.

"Ahh!" he even screamed out of this deep pain that assaulted his soul and made him feel he was dying. He tried to control his pain, endure it while observing this tiny sparking dot that appeared suddenly inside his mind dantian and rested instantly inside his core.

Yet another strange thing happened at this moment. The core shook again and the sword that just was rising fast in the sky paused, then descended once more over his head.

"Screw you! What the hell are you doing?" he cursed as he screamed out in more pain while another tiny sparkling dot appeared and entered his core.

"Shook!"

The core wasn't satisfied yet, and it kept shaking off one time after another until he finally had twelve dots of his soul integrated inside the core.

Arthur wasn't in the best shape ever. He lay on the ground motionless while his body had no wound at all, his soul littered in deep multiple wounds from this brutal hacks of the heaven and earth great cleavage.

"Hurry and take replenishing and healing pills, your soul is getting weaker," the golden dragon hurried to shout, and Arthur didn't have the mind to think.

"Help him," the golden dragon nervously shouted at the system, and the next moment two different pills appeared the next moment on the tip of Arthur's mouth.

All Arthur did was open his mouth with much difficulty while the pills found their way inside his body.

"Not enough," the golden dragon groaned loudly before adding, "bring more, give him more."

"Ding! His body needs to handle these pills first," the system warned.

"He doesn't have enough time for that," but the golden dragon didn't agree. "I'll try to support his body with my residual energy, you just keep these pills flowing to his mouth."

"Ding! Are you sure of this? This might make you sleep for a long time or else…"

"Kill me?" the golden dragon sneered, "if this kid died, we would all die with him. Don't waste time, bring more pills now."

The system complied and Arthur only heard these words and couldn't even make much sense of them at the moment. Having the soul severed once was such a hard price over anyone, yet he had to experience this for twelve successive times without any rest.

"Ding! Wait…" just after using half a dozen of pills, the system suddenly shouted.

"What?"

"Ding! The garden is asking for help," the system said before pausing for a couple moments, trying to make sense of what the garden was conveying to him, "Ding! it will make the pearl inside him help."

"Any help is appreciated," the golden dragon said in honest gratitude.

"Ding! It asks to stop the pills for now, then we alternatively will use them with its aid."

"Let it move," the golden dragon said before warning, "if she can't do it, we'll resume the previous step then."

Just as the system and the golden dragon stopped, the garden started to act. The moment the small pearl inside his dantian was stirred up, its energy had such a miraculous effect on his soul, healing it.

Yet the issue here was the amount of energy the pearl contained; it was smaller than the needs of Arthur. The garden tried to use the pills and the stirred up dragonair's energy inside Arthur's body to merge them together and replenish the exhausted energy from the pearl.

Yet this wasn't much helping, and after five minutes it had to stop.

"Ding! It's our turn now," the system said, "Ding! It needs ten minutes to replenish the energy, and we need to stabilize his status at least during that."

"Leave it to me," the golden dragon was dead fixed on using his energy to help Arthur.

After ten minutes, the garden stepped in again. This kept happening for three hours, and after all this effort, they finally managed to heal a good deal of Arthur's soul injuries.

"Ding! Stop," the system suddenly said.

"But the garden is still recovering," the golden dragon said in a much weaker voice than before, "and he is still injured."

"Ding! It says he has already passed the danger," the system explained, "Ding! All he needs now is rest, and his soul will be healed in one day."

"Are you sure?"

"Ding! It's the garden's words, not mine."

"And your opinion?"

"Ding! I can't tell exactly how much time he needs, but I can tell he is improving," the system paused before adding, "Ding! And our help is putting too much pressure on his body. We can't cure his soul and devastate his body in return. Plus…"

The system paused and the golden dragon understood his meaning.

"I know, I know, I need to rest."