The Almighty Dragon General

Chapter 1637
Tapio eventually said, “More than ten years ago, when I was on a journey for my training, I met Thomas, your grandfather.
Your grandfather demonstrated a terrifying signature martial art skill.
I believe you can probably guess that this martial art skill was Spiritual Art.
“At that time, I was defeated.
I coveted this martial art skill.
“However, your grandfather said that he learned his Spiritual Art at the Mount Thunder Sect.
He even told me about its origin, but I made an impulsive decision at the time.
I returned to Mount Thunder Sect immediately and asked my father for it.
My father, however, refused to give it to me.
In a fit of rage, I struck my father and left the Mount Thunder Sect.
“After I left Mount Thunder Sect, I met Tyrus.
He took me to an ancient tomb, and I learned Spiritual Art there.” Tapio gave a brief account of his experiences during these
years.
James stared at Tapio, who had a listless expression on his face, and asked, “Your complexion seems strange to me.
Is there a problem with your health?” “It has something to do with the martial arts that I practice.” Tapio said, “My mentor’s faction
has always resided in the tomb and rarely goes outside.
We don't get any sunlight all year.
Moreover, the martial arts we practice are of the Yin school.
That’s why I look pale.

I'm actually quite healthy.” “That might not be true.” James shook his head and said, “The human body is divided into Yin and
Yang.
You have too much Yin energy in your body.
That’s not normal.” “You're the one that’s not normal.” Tapio looked at James and asked, “You cultivated True Heavenly Energy,
which is Yang energy.
Your body's Yin and Yang energy are also out of balance.
Why don't you say that you aren’t normal either?” Hearing that, James fell silent.
“Forget about it.
Let's stop talking about this now.” Tapio stood up, walked over to James, and put his arm around his shoulder.
“ Let's talk about what’s important.
Are you here for the First Sword Art or the Novenary Golden Pill?” he asked.
“Both,” James spoke.
He thought that Tapio was pretty good, so he stopped hiding anything.
“How ambitious.
I like it.” Tapio let out a laugh and said, “I've heard that the First Sword Art was created by King Quavon and that it is a truly
unmatched sword technique.
Also, the Novenary Golden Elixir was refined from a variety of rare medicinal pills and elixirs that King Quavon had gathered
from all over the world.
According to legend, a single elixir can instantly elevate an ordinary person without any cultivation base to the eighth rank.
If a martial artist at the eighth rank consumed it, they could easily advance to the ninth rank.” “It can't be that ridiculous, can it?”
James looked at Tapio, unconvinced.
Even the Spirit Turtle's core could not compete with such potency.

“It’s a legend after all.
It must have been exaggerated.
However, this also shows how powerful the Novenary Golden Elixir is.
I've also heard that back then, King Quavon refined a total of nine Golden Elixirs.
Two were consumed by King Quavon, so there should be seven in the mausoleum.” James looked at Tapio and inquired, “This
happened more than two thousand years ago.
Who told you about it? Besides, over two thousand years have passed since then.
Even if the Golden Elixirs did exist, they might not have lasted this long.” “Nevertheless, we’re already here.
We have to go deeper into King Quavon's Mausoleum and take a look,” said Tapio.
“You're right.” James nodded.
Since he was already here, he should go inside and take a look.
Even if there were no Novenary Golden Elixirs, there would be the First Sword Art.
The rumors going around about the First Sword Art were very unreliable.
James was also curious to see what this unrivaled sword technique from two thousand years ago would look like.
Looking ahead, he noted the path to take and said, “Since we’re teaming up, let’s go.” James decided to team up with Tapio for
the time being because he wanted to learn more about Tyrus.
Tapio looked at the sword James was holding once more, a tinge of excitement on his face.
He asked, “Hey, James.
I heard that Dragonslayer has fused with King Quavon's Primordial Sword.
Can you please draw it so I can take a look?” When James heard this, he immediately drew the Primordial Dragon Blade.
The moment it was unsheathed, a golden light radiated outward, spreading out like ripples in the water.

The surrounding large trees were shaken and continued to sway.
Leaves danced in the air as they fell.
“What an amazing sword!” Tapio immediately exclaimed with excitement.
The Primordial Dragon Blade that James was holding was put back in its sheath.
“Oh, right.
Who exactly is Tyrus? Why have I never heard of someone like him in the world of ancient martial arts? Is he the Prince of
Orchid Mountain’s descendant?” After returning the Primordial Dragon Blade to its sheath, James asked the questions he was
concerned about.