Chapter 44: Striking It Rich

“Stinky girl, what are you thinking about? I’m talking about serious stuff here! The utmost yang and utmost yin, got it?”

Han Yang looked at Bai Suzhen’s shy expression and couldn’t help teasing her again.

Bai Suzhen gave him a coquettish glare.

“Alright, alright, I know you’re amazing! Hurry up and go see what treasures that old bald monk’s lair holds!”

Only then did Han Yang put away his playful demeanor and lead Bai Suzhen into the cave.

Inside, the lair was dark and damp, filled with a musty, decaying scent. Strange runes were carved into the stone walls on both sides, emitting a faintly eerie aura.

“Be careful, that old bald monk’s lair surely has many traps,” Han Yang warned, activating his Eye of Dispelling Illusions.

Sure enough, after only a few steps, a trap was triggered.

A sharp poisoned arrow shot out from the stone wall, aimed straight at Han Yang’s face.

“Childish tricks!” Han Yang sneered coldly. With a gentle flap of his Demon Lord Wings, he fanned the poisoned arrow away.

As they proceeded, traps appeared one after another—poisoned arrows, falling rocks, toxic gas, illusionary formations—but all were seen through by Han Yang’s Eye of Dispelling Illusions.

Bai Suzhen followed closely behind, wide-eyed with astonishment, her admiration for Han Yang growing.

“Big Brother Han Yang, your eyes are incredible! You can see through everything!”

Han Yang raised an eyebrow with pride.

“Of course! Didn’t you check who your big brother is?”

Finally, they reached the depths of the lair.

There stood a gigantic alchemy furnace, emitting a strong fragrance of medicinal pills.

“What a rich scent of pills! That old bald monk must have refined many treasures here!”

Han Yang rubbed his hands excitedly.

He approached the furnace and reached out to lift the lid.

“Careful!” Bai Suzhen suddenly shouted.

At that moment, the furnace shook violently, and a golden light burst forth, transforming into a giant clad in golden armor.

The Golden Armored Giant wielded a massive axe, radiating immense pressure—it was the old monk’s primordial spirit manifested.

“Impudent demon! How dare you trespass in my lair!” the giant roared, swinging his axe at Han Yang.

Han Yang was prepared; spreading his Demon Lord Wings, he easily dodged the attack.

“Old bald monk, you’re not completely dead yet? Perfect, let me finish devouring you!”

Han Yang sneered, unleashing his Demon Lord Wings to engage the Golden Armored Giant in battle.

“Zhu Ganglie, Jiaolong, join in!”

At Han Yang’s command, Zhu Ganglie and Jiaolong leapt into the fray.

“Boss, this old bald monk’s pretty tough!” Zhu Ganglie complained while swinging his pitchfork.

“Heh, no one can be tougher than my Demon Lord Wings!” Han Yang said, as his wings suddenly erupted with devouring power, enveloping the Golden Armored Giant.

The giant let out a piercing scream as his body was gradually dissolved by the devouring force.

Eventually, he turned into specks of golden light, absorbed by the Demon Lord Wings.

“All done!” Han Yang clapped his hands, looking relaxed.

He approached the alchemy furnace again and lifted the lid, revealing it filled to the brim with pills, exuding an enticing aroma.

“We’re rich! We’re rich!” Han Yang shouted excitedly, scooping up all the pills.

“Big Brother Han Yang, what are these pills?” Bai Suzhen asked curiously.

“Heh, these are good stuff! They rapidly boost cultivation, enhance physique, and prolong life!” Han Yang explained, picking up one pill for a closer look.

The pill was golden all over, radiating a faint golden glow, with a tiny golden dragon swimming inside.

“Could this be the legendary Dragon Essence Pill?” Bai Suzhen exclaimed in disbelief.

The Dragon Essence Pill was a mythical divine elixir, said to be extremely difficult to refine.

It required the blood and essence of a true dragon, and consuming it greatly enhanced cultivation, even offering a chance to comprehend dragon clan powers.

Han Yang’s heart stirred—could it be that the old bald monk really slaughtered a dragon?

Just as he prepared to study the pill carefully, a powerful suction force emanated from it.

The Dragon Essence Pill in his hand suddenly transformed into a golden light and darted into his body.

As the pill entered, a wild energy rampaged through Han Yang’s body like a runaway stallion, surging uncontrollably.

The intense pain nearly caused Han Yang to faint, but he gritted his teeth and endured it.

After all, compared to the torment of stealing the demonic fetus before, this was just a light drizzle.

Golden light burst forth, illuminating the entire lair as if it were broad daylight.

Bai Suzhen gasped, instinctively shielding herself. The serpent bloodline within her instinctively feared the dragon aura.

“What… what’s happening?” Zhu Ganglie’s stout body trembled like a sieve as he hid behind Jiaolong, whining.

“Boss, are we about to blow up? I haven’t even married yet!” Jiaolong wasn’t much better, trembling under the dragon pressure but unable to resist peeking curiously.

“This aura... could it be... a dragon?”

As the golden light faded, Han Yang slowly opened his eyes. His previously pitch-black pupils now shone brilliantly like two dazzling gems.

His black hair had turned a radiant gold, fluttering like burning flames.

Behind him, a pair of golden dragon wings appeared faintly, emitting a sacred and majestic aura.

“Holy crap! Boss has transformed!” Zhu Ganglie exclaimed.

“Shut up, you dead pig!” Han Yang glared at him, feeling the surging power within, his heart filled with joy.

At that moment, the system notification sounded:

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for absorbing the Dragon Essence Pill. System upgrade complete!]

[Eye of Dispelling Illusions has evolved into Golden Eyes of Dispelling Illusions! Can now see through higher-level illusions and formations!]

[Demon Lord Wings have evolved into Golden Winged Roc Wings! Speed and strength greatly enhanced!]

[Demon Lord Body strengthened! Defense greatly increased!]

[Acquired Dragon Clan Divine Power: Dragon Breath!]

A wicked smile curled at Han Yang’s lips. This old bald monk truly was a treasure trove!

“Let me try out this Dragon Breath’s power!”

With a thought, a golden flame burst from his mouth, instantly melting a massive stone pillar several dozen feet tall into a pool of golden liquid.

Bai Suzhen, Zhu Ganglie, and Jiaolong gaped in shock, their jaws nearly dropping.

Such power was terrifying!

“Boss is mighty!” Zhu Ganglie was the first to react, scampering over to Han Yang with a fawning expression.

“From now on, with boss protecting me, I, Old Pig, can walk anywhere with confidence!”

Jiaolong bowed respectfully, “Congratulations, master, on mastering your divine power!”

Bai Suzhen’s beautiful eyes shimmered with complex emotions as she looked at Han Yang.

In high spirits, Han Yang waved his hand.

“Let’s go, loot all the old bald monk’s treasures clean!”

After a thorough search, Han Yang swept up all the valuables in the lair.

“Boss, what about this shiny rock? Is it valuable?” Zhu Ganglie held out a fist-sized stone like a precious offering.