The golden light behind Wang Yan was extremely dazzling, causing Beiming Heng and Wu Xie, standing beside him, to be unable to open their eyes, just like before.

The two immediately felt that the golden light behind Wang Yan was completely identical to the aura of the golden light that had shot out from behind the thatched hut earlier, also containing an air of nobility that compelled reverence.

Fortunately, at this moment, Wang Yan's cultivation level was not as powerful as the earlier golden light, so Beiming Heng and Wu Xie could barely stand by Wang Yan's side, although they couldn't help but squint their eyes.

They watched as Wang Yan's Moral Golden Light surged into the Dragon Pattern, which seemed to come alive, immediately opening its vast mouth to swallow every bit of this Moral Golden Light within.

After a while, the golden light gradually dissipated, revealing Wang Yan's face filled with delight.

Beiming Heng and Wu Xie quickly looked at Wang Yan and saw that his aura indeed had become much more solemn. They anxiously asked, "How is it? What is your cultivation level now?"

Wang Yan smiled slightly and said, "With so much Moral Golden Light just now, I estimated that I should be at the Mid-Tier Demon Warrior level, but..."

However, in the next moment, Wang Yan was stunned and exclaimed in surprise, "I'm still at the Initial-Tier Demon Warrior level."

Upon hearing Wang Yan's words, Beiming Heng and Wu Xie were taken aback, immediately turning their gaze to Wang Yan.

Indeed, although Wang Yan's aura was somewhat heavier, it was still only at the Initial-Tier Demon Warrior level.

"What's going on?"

"But I clearly saw a powerful force flowing into Wang Yan's body just now."

Both Beiming Heng and Wu Xie were puzzled. Even Wang Yan was bewildered; he swayed slightly, and a golden light flew out from his back, hovering above his head.

As the golden light dispersed, a Five-Clawed Golden Dragon appeared above Wang Yan's head.

This Five-Clawed Golden Dragon shimmered with golden light all over, each dragon scale emitting a dazzling radiance. The dragon's head was majestic, its eyes fierce, and its body lay coiled and undulating, appearing incredibly noble.

As the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon appeared above Wang Yan's head, Beiming Heng and Wu Xie immediately felt a compulsion from deep within to worship it, owing to their Demon Patterns facing the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon.

Beiming Heng and Wu Xie hurriedly channeled the Power of Demon Patterns within them to restrain the impulse to worship.

Although they restrained the impulse, Beiming Heng and Wu Xie couldn't help but exchange glances, quickly looking at the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon above Wang Yan's head.

Sure enough, the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon above Wang Yan's head was indeed at the Initial-Tier Demon Warrior level. Despite its Initial-Tier Demon Warrior cultivation level, it caused Beiming Heng, a Demon Saint, to have the urge to worship, which was truly terrifying.

This only indicated that the urge to worship was unrelated to cultivation level; it was about the honor of Demon Patterns.

In other words, Wang Yan's Dragon Pattern was incomparably noble.

Beiming Heng and Wu Xie felt both joyful and worried. Joyful because Wang Yan's Dragon Pattern was defying the natural order, and worried because despite the intense Moral Golden Light earlier, it hadn't raised the Dragon Pattern's level by even a bit. What could be the reason for this?

Besides Beiming Heng and Wu Xie, Wang Yan was also puzzled.

He looked at the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon above his head, finding that its level hadn't improved in the slightest.

Wang Yan looked at Beiming Heng and Wu Xie and asked, "Heng, what's going on here?"

Beiming Heng thought for a moment and said, "It seems there's only one reason: the evolutionary level of this Dragon Pattern isn't related to morality."

Wu Xie also nodded and said, "That's right. All Demon Patterns can be raised through absorbing moonlight, and besides absorbing moonlight, they each have their unique way of promotion, which we call the Dao."

Upon hearing this, Wang Yan nodded. His Wolf Pattern required the Power of Morality to augment its level, while Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting's paths involved emotions.

This implies that his Dragon Pattern should have a unique path for elevating its level distinct from others.

Beiming Heng said, "There's no need to rush. Across the world, the Demon Dao has just three hundred sixty great Daos and ten thousand eight hundred minor Daos. By experimenting little by little, we will eventually find a way to elevate Wang Yan's Dragon Pattern."

Wu Xie nodded, and the three immediately sat cross-legged in front of the hut to begin their experiment.

Meanwhile, at a desolate mountain several hundred li away, a place rarely visited, two young men, each holding a bottle of wine, were staggering up the mountain.

The farther into the mountain they went, the fewer paths there were, and the more wild grass there was around them. However, these two young men were drunk and paid no attention to the increasingly desolate surroundings.

One of the men with triangular eyes took a swig from his bottle and said, "Biao... Bro Biao, weren't… weren't we going to pick up girls? Why... why have we been walking so long without seeing... seeing a single girl?"

The man called Bro Biao hiccupped, staggered forward, and pointed at the waist-high wild grass ahead, saying, "Don't … don't you see? There's... is already a bed laid out here. The girl... girl will be here soon."

The man with triangular eyes exclaimed in delight, "Great... I'll lie here and wait."

With that, the man with triangular eyes, fueled by his inebriation, dove headfirst into the waist-high wild grass.

Bro Biao laughed upon seeing this, "You... boy, living the good life... While you lie here, who will get a girl for me, if you lie... I'll lie too."

So saying, Bro Biao also collapsed into the grass.

The two lay on the ground, their eyes dim and hazy from intoxication, rambling incoherently, urging each other to go find a girl.

Both were so drunk that they couldn't stand up, weakly pushing each other away with their hands and feet.

Then Bro Biao lifted a foot and kicked the man with triangular eyes, "Go on, go find a girl."

The kick sent the man with triangular eyes crashing down a short distance. As he struggled to rise, he suddenly felt his hand clutching onto something soft.

The man with triangular eyes glanced at what he was holding and was startled, sobering up halfway, before shouting to Bro Biao, "Biao... Bro Biao, look, there's a corpse."

Bro Biao took a glance and his eyes sparkled, "What corpse? Here's... here's a ****. Let me have her first."

Beside the man with triangular eyes lay a completely naked young girl, her fiery figure, with breasts like peaks, a waist like a willow, and legs like chisels; her entire body was as crystalline as jade, without a hint of excess flesh — truly an enchanting beauty.

However, this young girl was lying on the ground, not only completely naked but also with her eyes closed, motionless.

Bro Biao, fueled by his drunkenness, crawled onto the girl, squinting as he looked at her and bursting into laughter, "I've struck gold with such a beauty, let me enjoy her first."

With that, Bro Biao pressed his foul-smelling lips onto the girl's ample mouth.

At that moment, the girl, who had kept her eyes closed, suddenly opened them. Upon seeing Bro Biao pressing down on her, not only did she not panic, but her eyes showed a tint of allure.

The girl parted her cherry-red lips and began to kiss back at Bro Biao.

Bro Biao was overjoyed, wriggling in excitement, as if he had reached the pinnacle of ecstasy.

But suddenly, the girl directed her mouth towards Bro Biao's and sucked in a breath, causing Bro Biao to deflate rapidly like a punctured balloon.

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