Immortality Cultivation: I Can increase My Stats Using Clansmen's Qi-Blood

"Did any of you notice," Qing Shuang suddenly said, "that the dagger in his hand, though it looks like a part of the Time Blade, seems somewhat different."

Hong Ling frowned, "You mean, it might not be a real fragment of the Time Blade?"

"No," Luo Chen interjected, "It is indeed a fragment, but perhaps just a small portion. The Time Blade is a legendary Divine Artifact, its fragments should possess greater power. The dagger in that mysterious figure's hand, although emitting the power of time, seems to be suppressed by some force."

They continued discussing until nightfall, deciding to rest in a dense forest.

They took turns keeping watch to guard against any unforeseen events.

The next morning, as the first rays of sunlight filtered through the treetops, Luo Chen, Qing Shuang, and Hong Ling continued their journey.

After days of trekking, they finally arrived at the Chamber of Myriad Arts.

The Chamber of Myriad Arts was an ancient building, situated in a tranquil valley surrounded by dense forests.

The ivy-covered outer walls of the pagoda gave it an ancient and mysterious appearance.

Luo Chen led Qing Shuang and Hong Ling into the chamber, where they were introduced to the elder inside.

The elder was a white-haired old man whose eyes gleamed with wisdom.

"What you face is a crisis unprecedented in a millennium," the elder slowly said after hearing Luo Chen's account, "If the fragments of the Time Blade are used by evil, it will bring unimaginable disasters to this world."

The elder stood up and walked to a wall where a huge world map hung.

He lightly traced across the map with his finger, finally stopping at a marked point.

"Here," said the elder, "is the last known location of the Time Blade's appearance. If the fragments are scattered in this area, then you should start your search here."

Luo Chen, Qing Shuang, and Hong Ling carefully noted the location the elder pointed to.

They knew this would be a long and arduous journey, but they also understood they had no way back.

In the Chamber of Myriad Arts, they received some clues on how to find and identify the fragments of the Time Blade.

The elder also gave them some ancient Magic Artifacts that could help them avoid danger while searching for the fragments.

With gratitude, Luo Chen, Qing Shuang, and Hong Ling left the Chamber of Myriad Arts.

They knew that the road ahead was full of unknowns and dangers, but they also believed that as long as they remained united, nothing was impossible.

Finally, on a stormy night, they found the last fragment of the Time Blade.

It was hidden within an ancient shrine, guarded by a giant Demon Dragon.

"Trouble..."

Luo Chen, Qing Shuang, and Hong Ling stood in the storm, looking at the ancient shrine, filled with tension and anticipation.

The entrance to the shrine was blocked by the Demon Dragon's huge body, its eyes like two burning flames, coldly staring at the three uninvited guests.

"Are we really going in?" Hong Ling's voice had a slight tremor. Though brave, she couldn't help feeling a bit fearful facing such a powerful guardian.

Luo Chen gripped his sword hilt tightly, his gaze firm, "We've come this far, there's no turning back now. We must take that last fragment, or everything will be for nothing."

Qing Shuang nodded and began to chant a spell softly, preparing to cast a spell to help them breach the Demon Dragon's defenses.

Luo Chen and Hong Ling also prepared their weapons and spells.

The three exchanged a glance, nodded, and simultaneously launched their attack.

Luo Chen's swordsmanship was like a tempest, the Sword Light drawing fierce arcs through the darkness, aiming straight for the Demon Dragon's vital points.

Qing Shuang's spells formed glaciers in the air, attempting to freeze the Demon Dragon's movements.

Hong Ling wielded her long whip, each crack sounding like thunder, trying to divert the Demon Dragon's attention.

The Demon Dragon roared, its massive body twisting before the shrine, its tail sweeping in a powerful gust of wind.

Luo Chen and Hong Ling dodged quickly, but Qing Shuang was swept up by the wind, nearly flung towards a nearby stone pillar.

Seeing this, Luo Chen immediately rushed forward, supporting Qing Shuang with his sword, helping her steady herself.

Hong Ling seized the chance to wield her whip, wrapping it around the Demon Dragon's tail to try to restrain its movements.

The battle lasted a long time; though the three worked in harmony, the Demon Dragon's power was overwhelmingly strong.

Each attack seemed only to leave a trivial mark on its scales.

"This won't do!" Luo Chen shouted, his voice hoarse from the storm.

Qing Shuang and Hong Ling also realized they needed to find the Demon Dragon's weakness, or the battle would never end.

Suddenly, Qing Shuang remembered the ancient Magic Artifacts given by the elder in the Chamber of Myriad Arts.

She quickly took out a small Crystal Ball from her bosom, which seemed to contain some mysterious power.

"Try this!" Qing Shuang shouted, throwing the Crystal Ball into the air. It burst forth with dazzling light, forming a beam that struck the Demon Dragon's eyes.

The Demon Dragon let out a cry of pain, its sight temporarily obscured, and its movements slowed.

Luo Chen and Hong Ling seized the opportunity to launch their strongest attack simultaneously.