Tianlong's days were much happier than before. His dream of curing his mother's condition was finally being realised.
Her complexion wasn't as pale as before and her skin was restoring itself.
Every time he would send his spiritual sense in her, he would feel as if it was touching a sharp sword.
However, he couldn't help her recover too fast as he would have to find the link that could be pulled out of her after careful calculation, not to mention refining the will inside the roots.
As such, he decided to use his free time to increase his cultivation.
The only thing he could train was his body refining. His mode of practice, absorbing sublime blood elixir and getting beaten by his father.
Each of his blows would make him vomit blood and stain the stone. However, there was a uniqueness about the strikes because whenever he was struck, he would only feel pain. His bones remained undamaged.
Their fight would go on until he would be beaten senseless. This kind of training was extremely brutal.
If his mother knew of it, she would stop him.
However, as time progressed, he could feel his fleshly body growing stronger at a terrifying rate. The main reason behind it being the stuff his father took from other sects.
The Sublime Blood Elixir was a supreme medicine that he was currently using. It was refined by Nascent Soul cultivators using their soul and blood essence.
When Tianlong consumed it, he felt his bloodline energy growing at a terrifying rate. Even his injured soul was being mended somewhat.
The only problem he had to face was the constant aching of his body. His father would beat him up until he would faint. If he hadn't gone through the harsh physical training of his father, he would've been in a much worse condition.
Sometimes he would feel like even breathing was an arduous task. Others in his position would feel that the world had suddenly become much gloomier.
The only day he wouldn't get beaten was the day before treated his mother. He needed to keep himself in perfect shape for the treatment.
One would imagine that after the treatment, his father would decrease the might of his blows.
It was the exact opposite.
That day would he would receive the harshest beating of all time. Even his bones would be broken.
"Parting Wind!"
Turning himself gaseous, he took a step forward. He didn't use it to attack neither did he create a sword formation like his father.
Rather, he used it to empower his movement techniques.
"The 'Parting' in Parting Wind is the key to understand the art. When I leave a place, the wind leaves with me. In short, it is to become the will of the wind!"
This is the conclusion he reached after thinking about the spell. Maybe his understanding of the spell was different from his father, but due to this very difference, the results of his spell were also different.
This was exactly what Yun Dingxing wanted. Every person's comprehension of the same thing was different. There was no need to force his understanding on his son.
With Tianlong's understanding of the spell, a shroud of silence surrounded him. No matter what kind of action he did, it wouldn't make any sound. Even his heartbeat and breathing became soundless.
But if that was all, it wouldn't cause Yun Dingxing to frown. Tianlong had not only made himself silent, but even his fusion with the wind around him also reached a terrifying state where even Yun Dingxing couldn't materialise him so easily.
He could turn himself into a gust of wind and roam around without being detected by any kind of spiritual sense.
This fusion was achieved by his constant use of this spell over the last month. He had first started to use it in conjunction with the Whirlwind Steps technique that was derived from the spells. He started executing the technique with his understanding until he could do it without thinking.
Gradually his actions were no longer limited to that specific move. He continued to circulate this technique in all of the motions of his day to day life until he ran out of spiritual energy.
It caused his presence to become indistinct and silent.
Although Tianlong's action of turning into the wind was slightly troublesome, he could still handle it. Closing his eyes, he spread out his spirit sense.
Once his mind was empty, he sensed a fierce fighting presence creeping towards him from his back. So even though Tianlong was invisible to spiritual sense and eyes, experienced fighters like him could easily sense him.
His eyes lit up and he let out a cold snort. Stirring up strong winds in that direction, he took a step forward and delivered a punch.
"Making yourself invisible, silent and odourless is just the basic level of stealth. If you want to take it to the next level, you need to hide your emotions too. That calligraphy technique you were using to refine your killing intent, continue practising it."
His fists caused endless ripples to spread out in the area. The ripples soon took a corporeal form and Tianlong's figure became distinctive. Immediately a palm that caused winds to howl touched his chest.
"Old man, you are being excessive!!"
His body plummeted as he crashed into the stony ground which had turned a bright shade of silver in the past few weeks.
Taking the full brunt of the attack, he spat a mouthful of blood mist towards Yun Dingxing.
"I'm doing this for your good!" With a cold snort, he dispersed all the silver mist around himself while his fists went straight for Tianlong once more.
But just as the blood mist cleared, Tianlong attacked with his Lightning Sense while his eyes glowed silver. Subsequently, a deafening roar of a dragon came out of his mouth that sounded like a thunderclap.
ROAR!
A Qi Condensation realm cultivator trying to attack the soul of a Soul Convergence realm cultivator, this was nothing but laughable.
Even more laughable was that Tianlong's bloodline was still weaker than Yun Dingxing by a large margin. His dragon roar couldn't shake the old demon.
However, when the two of the attacks assaulted Yun Dingxing at the same time, it caused him to pause for half an instant. It was more so because he was using the power of peak Diamond Carapace realm cultivation rather than his original cultivation.
"Tempest Rage!"
Tianlong who had yet to hit the ground used this opportunity to cast the second style of the Wind Genesis Art. Although he had only a superficial understanding of it, the spell allowed him to wield a far stronger power.
Over the weeks, the ground was dyed silver with his blood with few patches of red. The thick Demonic Qi which seeped inside the ground due to it rushed inside Tianlong and gathered at his claws.
Although it was winter, it was noon and the sun rays had melted the ice. The Demonic Qi carried with it a heatwave and caused Tianlong's claws to become scorchingly hot.
In the same instant Tianlong's claws touched his father's arm, the latter's attack also reached Tianlong.
Crack!
A sharp sound of bones cracking rang out as Tianlong's violently hit the ground.
"Your body isn't as tough as I imagined…"
Due to the rebound from the stony surface, his pain was magnified twofold which caused many of his ribs to shatter and leak blood.
However, despite his bloodied state, there was a ferocious smile on his face. The tip of his claws which had almost melted had tiny patches of skin and a few red pigments.
"All of that and you just give me a scratch." Yun Dingxing shook his head while looking at his arm. "But this determination, I like."
Yun Dingxing shook his head and sighed. Their figure warped and appeared inside Tianlong's room.
He made sure that his wife didn't see her son's bloody state. Otherwise, he didn't dare to imagine the consequences.
Tianlong too didn't speak of it. There was no need to.
All of Yun Dingxing's blows were infused with the power of his Soul Convergence realm demonic Qi. When it entered the body of Tianlong, it would silently transform him and stir his bloodline.
That's after every battle, Tianlong would get much stronger than before. Both his cultivation base and battle senses were increasing at a rapid rate.
The cruel battles were all a form of serendipity.
With his intelligence, how could Tianlong not understand this?
However, the extreme pain still angered him to no end.
He even had the absurd idea that his father was taking revenge because he had disclosed the matter about the female cultivators that they met while going to the different countries.
As he slept, the Sublime Blood Elixir in his system started to heal his wounds and refine his blood energy. The silver light in his blood had turned dim and a scarlet glow was mixed within it due to some drops of blood regaining their previous colour.
"Hmph, he's getting more and more proficient in his attacks. In such a short amount of time, he gained a small understanding of Tempest Rage. I guess it's time for him to see the Candle Dragon's eyes."
Yun Dingxing's words lingered in the air as he walked out of the room mumbling to himself.