On the island in the center of the lake, Lin Haotian and Isabella, who were cultivating, clearly sensed it as well. The moment Zhang Fan began his breakthrough, they found it extremely difficult to absorb spiritual energy from heaven and earth.
"What an overbearing cultivation technique!" Lin Haotian stopped cultivating, watching the endless spiritual energy surge towards the villa, even forming a small vortex of spiritual energy above it.
"What is this brat up to? If he's going to go into seclusion, he shouldn't affect his old man's cultivation!" Zhang Xing'an, influenced by Zhang Fan, had no choice but to cease his practice.
Su Yun stood to the side, her eyes full of anticipation as she gazed at the spiritual energy vortex above the villa. She was eager to know what level her son would reach after this period of closed-door cultivation.
Although their cultivation techniques were all extraordinary and passed down by Zhang Fan, they were still far inferior to the Ten Absolutes Heavenly God Record that Zhang Fan practiced.
At this moment, Zhang Fan was fully immersed in his cultivation, not thinking much. He was unaware that his seclusion had turned the lake island, a place akin to a celestial abode, into a spiritual energy vacuum, making the cultivation environment worse than the outside world.
Currently, the only one on the island unaffected by Zhang Fan was likely the Blood Demon Flood Dragon. After receiving Zhang Fan's teachings, it had submerged itself at the bottom of the lake, quietly researching the body-refining techniques of the Blood Dragon clan. Furthermore, its current cultivation relied mostly on consuming Qi and Blood Pills, so the influence of spiritual energy from heaven and earth on it was extremely subtle.
This situation lasted for a full week. The spiritual energy vortex above the villa finally dissipated, and the entire island gradually returned to peace.
Everyone assumed Zhang Fan's closed-door cultivation had ended and were expectant. However, after waiting for a day, Zhang Fan still did not emerge. Thus, they all resumed their own activities.
In the third month of Zhang Fan's seclusion, the Blood Demon Flood Dragon, which had been lurking beneath the碧波湖 (Bìbō Hú - Green Wave Lake), suddenly broke through the surface and soared into the sky, stirring up monstrous waves.
Isabella and the others had grown accustomed to this and paid it no mind.
However, something they were not used to was that in the past, the Blood Demon Flood Dragon would always let out a roar whenever it emerged from the depths, but this time, there was nothing.
"Haha, this Flood Dragon Grandpa can finally speak human language! Surprised? Shocked!" The Blood Demon Flood Dragon circled erratically in the air before landing in front of Lin Haotian. Its lantern-sized crimson eyes stared at Lin Haotian as it spoke with a human voice.
Despite its massive size and fearsome appearance, the Blood Demon Flood Dragon's voice was surprisingly clear. If one only heard the voice, they might mistake it for a high school teenager.
"Uh!" Lin Haotian was taken aback by the sudden turn of events. The appearance of a flood dragon on Earth had already been astonishing enough, and now this flood dragon was speaking human language before him.
There was no surprise, but Lin Haotian was indeed very surprised. He stared at the Blood Demon Flood Dragon for a long while before accepting the reality and cautiously asked, "Then, Flood Dragon Grandpa, since you can speak human language, can you transform into human form?"
"Hmph, this Flood Dragon Grandpa has noble blood. To transform into human form, one would likely need to cultivate to at least the Nascent Soul stage." The Blood Demon Flood Dragon snorted, releasing a powerful gust of wind that caused Lin Haotian, standing before it, to sway.
Suddenly, the Blood Demon Flood Dragon sensed an unusual feeling, a chill running down its spine. It turned around and saw a seductive woman in a red dress standing behind it, her eyes fixed on it, making the Blood Demon Flood Dragon very uncomfortable.
"You vixen, stay away from this Flood Dragon Grandpa." Looking at Isabella's slightly dazed gaze, the Blood Demon Flood Dragon felt a deep revulsion, as it knew the nature of this vixen.
She was a member of the Blood Race, specializing in consuming bloodlines for cultivation. With the vixen staring at it, was she planning to consume its bloodline?
Isabella licked her crimson lips. She felt that after months of cultivation, this Blood Demon Flood Dragon was completely different from before. Its bloodline held a fatal allure for her.
What she didn't know was that by researching the body-refining techniques passed down from the Blood Dragon clan, the trace of Blood Dragon bloodline within the Blood Demon Flood Dragon was being continuously awakened, becoming increasingly potent.
The Blood Dragon was a true dragon race. Even for cultivators who were not of the Blood Race, obtaining the vital blood of a Blood Dragon for cultivation would be extremely beneficial.
This was even more so for the Blood Race, whose cultivation was primarily based on bloodlines.
Isabella's Blood Moon Demonic King Body also required a large number of Qi and Blood Pills, but she now felt that no matter how many Qi and Blood Pills she consumed, it was likely not as effective for her as even a single drop of the Blood Demon Flood Dragon's vital blood.
However, despite her intense covetousness, she could only stare. First of all, this Blood Demon Flood Dragon was her master's pet, and she dared not act.
Even if she dared, she lacked the strength. If they were to truly fight, a single flick of the Blood Demon Flood Dragon's tail could likely kill her.
"With such a large body, even releasing a bucket of blood shouldn't cause it much harm," Isabella thought. One day, when her strength surpassed the Blood Demon Flood Dragon, she would have it release a bucket of fresh blood for her to taste.
As if sensing Isabella's thoughts, the Blood Demon Flood Dragon felt a tightening in its chest, realizing it needed to cultivate even harder in the future.
Otherwise, if this vixen caught up, it might not have good days ahead.
The emergence of the Blood Demon Flood Dragon, with such a significant commotion, naturally alerted Zhang Xing'an and his wife, as well as Xiu Dao Yifei Cheng and Yan Qianghu, who were temporarily staying on the island.
They gathered around the Blood Demon Flood Dragon, marveling at it. They had initially thought seeing a flood dragon was astonishing enough, and they had only recently adapted to that. Now, this flood dragon could speak human language.
"My heavens, it's become a spirit. Won't it transform into human form one day?" Zhang Xing'an asked with great curiosity.
The Blood Demon Flood Dragon was speechless. It had already explained this matter to Lin Haotian once. Hearing the question again, it became impatient.
However, the questioner this time was its master's father, so it dared not refuse. It could only obediently reply, "If one continuously cultivates, transforming into human form is not impossible."
"Mmm," Zhang Xing'an nodded and said, "It's good that it can talk. On this godforsaken island, with so few people, and all of them just a bunch of woodheads who only know how to cultivate, I'm almost bored to death. You'll have to keep me company and chat with me more from now on."
Upon hearing this, the Blood Demon Flood Dragon's massive flood dragon face nearly burst into tears. You, a mere Saint Domain cultivator who doesn't even know what lies beyond Earth, what is there to talk about with me?
"Alright." However, the Blood Demon Flood Dragon still nodded in agreement, blaming it on the fact that the other party had a good son.
Since the Blood Demon Flood Dragon learned to speak, the island had indeed become much livelier, unlike its former silent and dead atmosphere.
Because it came from the depths of the Myriad Domain Starry Sky, although its strength was not particularly high, its knowledge was vast. Simply recounting stories of the starry sky to Lin Haotian and Zhang Xing'an would elicit gasps of amazement from them.
Seeing their expressions of wonder filled the Blood Demon Flood Dragon with a sense of accomplishment, even making it feel that storytelling was quite a good profession.
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