by welyjesch
Chapter 47, Battle
Chapter 48, Success
Book 21, The Peak
Chapter 2, The Eighteenth Floor of the Necropolis of the Gods
Chapter 3, Ten Thousand Years Ago – The Truth
Chapter 4, Sovereign Linley
Chapter 5, Magic Compilation, Fusion Sovereign!
Chapter 6, Entrusted
Chapter 7, Dragonblood Continent
Chapter 8, Entreaty
Chapter 9, The Next Five Thousand Years
Chapter 10, Sword Intent
Chapter 11, Hunt and Kill, A Storm Brews!
Chapter 12, The First Display of Power
Chapter 13, Punishment
Chapter 14, The Gathering of the Sovereigns
Chapter 15, Covetous Intent
Chapter 16, The Verdict
Chapter 17, Tenfold Victor’s Reward
Chapter 18, Divine Beast, Sable Leviathan
Chapter 19, Orloff’s Invitation
Chapter 20, Fight, Kill!
Chapter 21, Outside of One’s Expectations
Chapter 22, Trump Card
Chapter 23, Twelve-Winged Angel
Chapter 24, Nine Rounds
Chapter 25, Revisiting the Divine Light Plane
Chapter 26, An Extremely High Price!
Chapter 27, Memories
Chapter 28, Beginning to Act
Chapter 29, Windhunter
Chapter 30, Sovereign’s Emissaries
Chapter 31, A Meeting
Chapter 32, Gathering Point
Chapter 33, The Bula Race
Chapter 34, Samsara
Chapter 35, Thousand Years
Chapter 36, The Final Battle
Chapter 37 – Eye-Catching
Chapter 38 – Lies!
Chapter 39, Linley’s Fiery Rage
Chapter 40, A Battle of Chief Sovereigns
Chapter 41, Can He Actually Be…?
Chapter 42, Earth Fire Water Wind
Chapter 43, A New Name (part 1)
Chapter 44, A New Name (part 2)
Glossary
Glossary
Coiling Dragon (盘龙)
盘龙, aka Panlong, aka Coiling Dragon, is a webnovel by popular Chinese Xianxia (fantasy/kung fu) writer I Eat Tomatoes （我吃西红柿）. This novel is current being translated by RWX. There are a total of 21 books spanning 800+ chapters, so sit back, buckle your seat belts, and get ready for one long ride!
Empires rise and fall on the Yulan Continent. Saints, immortal beings of unimaginable power, battle using spells and swords, leaving swathes of destruction in their wake. Magical beasts rule the mountains, where the brave – or the foolish – go to test their strength. Even the mighty can fall, feasted on by those stronger. The strong live like royalty; the weak strive to survive another day.
This is the world which Linley is born into. Raised in the small town of Wushan, Linley is a scion of the Baruch clan, the clan of the once-legendary Dragonblood Warriors. Their fame once shook the world, but the clan is now so decrepit that even the heirlooms of the clan have been sold off. Tasked with reclaiming the lost glory of his clan, Linley will go through countless trials and tribulations, making powerful friends but also deadly enemies.
Come witness a new legend in the making. The legend of Linley Baruch.
List of Books:
Book 1 - The Ring
Book 2 - Growing Up
Book 3 - The Mountain Range of Magical Beasts
Book 4 - The Dragonblood Warrior
Book 5 - The Godsword, Blood Violet
Book 6 - The Road to Revenge
Book 7 - Heaven and Earth Turned Upside Down
Book 8 - The Ten Thousand Kilometer Journey
Book 9 - His Fame Shakes The World
Book 10 - Baruch
Book 11 - The Necropolis of the Gods
Book 12 - The Descent of the Gods
Book 13 - Gebados
Book 14 - Fiend
Book 15 - Priceless Treasure
Book 16 - The Starmist Sea
Book 17 - Indigo Prefecture
Book 18 - Highgod
Book 19 - Metamorphosis
Book 20 - The Crown's Riddle
Book 21 - The Peak
Glossary
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Book 1, Chapter 1 – Early Morning at a Township
The town of Wushan. An ordinary little town located within the Kingdom of Fenlai, west of the Mountain Range of Magical Beasts, the largest mountain range within the Yulan continent.
As the morning sun rose, in the town of Wushan, there remained a slight hint of the cold, pure pre-dawn air. However, virtually all of the citizens of this small town had already come out to begin working. Even the six or seven year old children had already gotten out of bed and were preparing to begin their traditional morning exercises.
On an empty area in the eastern region of Wushan town, the warmth of the rays of the morning sun passed through the surrounding trees, leaving behind scattered spots of light on the empty ground.
A large group of children could be seen there, approximately one or two hundred in number. These children were separated into three groups, each group divided into several lines. All the children stood there silently, their faces solemn. The northernmost group of children were approximately six years old. The group in the middle, approximately nine to twelve years old. The ones in the south, the thirteen to sixteen year olds.
In front of this large group of children, there were three sturdily-built middle-aged men. All three of them wore short-sleeved shirts and roughly cut trousers.
“If you want to be a powerful warrior, then you must work hard from youth.” The leader of the middle-aged men, head raised high, hands clasped behind his back, said to them coldly. He swept his cold, fierce gaze across the northernmost group of children. All of those six and seven year olds tightened their lips. Gazing at this man with their big, round eyes, none of them dared to make a sound.
The leader’s name was Hillman (Xi’er’man). He was the captain of the guard for the Baruch (Ba’lu’ke) clan, the noble clan which owned Wushan town.
“All of you are commoners. Unlike those noble families, you won’t have access to any secret manuals teaching you how to cultivate battle qi [dou qi]. If you want to become someone of worth, if you wish to be respected, then all of you must use the most ancient, most simple, and most basic ways of improving yourselves – through exercising your bodies, and building up your strength! Am I clear?!”
Hillman swept the group of children with his gaze.
“Understood.” The voices of the children replied brightly in unison.
“Good.” Satisfied, Hillman coldly nodded. The eyes of the six year old children displayed their confusion, while the eyes of the teenagers became very determined. They understood the meaning behind Hillman’s words.
Virtually every male in the Yulan continent would exercise very hard from a very young age. If anyone slacked off, in the future, they would be looked down upon by others! Money and power – these were the things that determined a man’s status! A man without power would be looked down upon even by women.
If one wanted their parents to be proud of them, wanted women to worship them, wanted to live a glorious life?
Then they must become powerful warriors!
All of them were commoners. None of them would have access to any of those precious manuals which taught the arts of cultivating battle qi. Their only road to glory was through exercising from a young age, and gathering strength! Bitterly hard work! They would work harder than those nobles, spend more of their energy and blood in strengthening themselves!
“When the sun rises in the morning, all things begin to thrive. This is the best time to absorb the natural energy from your surroundings and improve the conditioning of our bodies. Same rules as always – Legs spread apart, as wide as your shoulders! Bot
h knees bent slightly, both hands pressed down at the waist. Assume the ‘Qi Building Stance’. When assuming this stance, remember – ‘Focus your concentration, maintain a calm mind, and breath naturally.’” Hillman coldly instructed.
The ‘Qi Building Stance’ was the most simple, yet most effective way of exercising one’s body. This was based off of the experiences of generations of forefathers.
Immediately the nearly two hundred children assumed the ‘Qi Building Stance’ position.
“Remember, focus your concentration, maintain a calm mind, and breath naturally!” Hillman said coldly as he walked amidst the children.
At a glance, he could tell that the teenagers in the southern group all were maintaining the stance calmly and breathed naturally. At the same time, all of them attained the goals of being stable and steady in their stance. Clearly, they had attained some degree of proficiency in the ‘Qi Building Stance.’
But glancing at the northernmost group of children, with their waists and knees crooked at odd degrees, their legs relaxed and loose, it was clear to Hillman that they were standing unstably and without any power.
Hillman said to the two other middle aged men, “The two of you, take charge of the south group and the middle group. I will go take care of the youngest children.”
“Yes, Captain.” The two middle aged men immediately obeyed, paying close attention to those two groups. Every so often, they would kick the legs of those teenagers, checking to see who was standing firmly and who was not.
Hillman walked towards the northern group of children. Those children immediately became nervous.
“Crap, the Head Monster is coming!” A golden-haired child with large, bright eyes named Hadley (Ha’de’li) said in a low voice.
Hillman strode into the midst of the children. Staring at them, his face was cold, but in his heart, he was sighing. “These kids are just too young. They are just too lacking in both wisdom and strength. I can’t demand too much from them. However, it’s still good to get them exercising from a young age. If they work hard from a young age, in the future, when they are on the battlefield, they will have a higher chance of survival.”
And to teach young children…getting them interested was the most effective way! If he forced them too hard, it would have the opposite effect!
“All of you, stand firm!” Hillman coldly harrumphed.
Immediately, all of the children straightened, sticking out their chests and staring straight ahead.
A hint of a smile played at Hillman’s lips. He then moved to the front and took off his shirt. The lines running across the powerful muscles on his body made the eyes pop out of all of the kids. Even the children in the middle group and southern group couldn’t help but stare at him, admiring his physique.
Aside from his perfect musculature, on Hillman’s bare upper body, there were countless knife scars, sword scars, and dozens of other old wounds. All of the children stared at those wounds, their eyes shining.
Knife scars. Sword scars. These were a man’s medals!
In their hearts, they were filled with veneration towards Hillman. Hillman, a mighty warrior of the sixth rank, a warrior birthed from life and death struggles! Even in large cities, he would be an amazing individual. In the tiny town of Wushan, he was a man who every single person venerated.
Seeing the ardent gazes of the children, Hillman couldn’t help but let a slight smile escape. He wanted to stir up a feeling of worshipfulness in the children, a desire to be like him. That way, they would work harder and be more motivated!
“Let’s add some more fuel to the fire!” Hillman secretly grinned, then walked in front of a giant boulder, which weighed three or four hundred pounds.
With one hand, Hillman grabbed the boulder. In a very relaxed manner, he began brandishing it about. That three hundred pound boulder, in Hillman’s hands, seemed to be as light as wood. All of those children’s jaws dropped, and their eyes widened.
“Too light! Lorry (Luo’rui), if you have some free time after training, go and get some larger boulders for me.” With a casual toss, Hillman sent the boulder flying several dozen meters. Crash! It smote the ground next to a large tree, and the entire ground trembled. Hillman casually walked in front of some random stones.
“Hah!”
Hillman breathed deeply. All of the veins on his muscular body popped out prominently, as Hillman directly struck at a nearby bluish boulder. His fist shattered the air, creating a howling sound that made all of the watching children widen their eyes even further. Hillman’s mighty fist smashed directly onto the boulder.
Crash! The sound of the fist smashing into the boulder made the hearts of all the children tremble.
That was an extremely hard bluestone boulder!
The bluestone boulder trembled. Suddenly, six or seven giant cracks appeared on it, as with a ‘peng’ sound, it split into four or five pieces. But on Hillman’s fist, not the slightest injury could be seen.
“The Captain is as formidable as ever.” Lorry, one of the two other middle-aged men, laughed, as Hillman walked back towards them.
The other man, Roger (Luo’jie), also walked over. Usually, when the children practiced the ‘Qi Building Stance’, it was time for the three of them to relax and freely chat, while paying attention to any child who decided to slack off.
Hillman laughed as he shook his head. “No way. In the past, when I was in the army, every day I would train like crazy, while on the battlefield, I engage in bloody close combat. Nowadays, all I’m doing is relaxing and stretching my muscles a bit in the morning. I’m not filled with as much energy as in the past.”
All of the children stared worshipfully at Hillman.
That huge bluestone boulder was shattered by a single blow from his fist. What sort of power was this? And that three or four hundred pound boulder was so easily tossed with a flick of the arm. What sort of power was this?
Hillman turned his head. Staring at the children, he was very satisfied with the children’s reactions.
“Remember, even if you aren’t able to cultivate battle qi, in principle, if you reach your body’s fullest potential, you can still become a warrior of the sixth rank! And a sixth ranked warrior, upon entering the army, can easily become a mid-level officer, and easily obtain the military manuals which teach one how to cultivate battle qi! Even if you cannot become a warrior of the sixth rank, and can only become a common warrior of the first rank, you will still be qualified to enter the military. Remember! If a man isn’t able to become even a warrior of the first rank, that man can’t be considered a man at all!”
“If you are a man, then you must raise your chest high, welcome any and all challenges, and fear nothing!”
Upon hearing these words, smiles appeared on the faces of all the six and seven year olds. All of them forced themselves to remain expressionless. These words were Hillman’s often-repeated mantra, and he repeated these words endlessly to the children.
“All of you, stand straight. Look at your elders to the south, then look at how you are standing!” Hillman censured them.
All of the six year olds immediately tried to adjust their stance to be more stable.
After a while, the six and seven year olds began to wobble. All of the kids felt that their legs were cramping fiercely, but they gritted their teeth. But after holding out for a short period of time, the children began to collapse and sit on the ground, one after the other.
Hillman’s face was cold and callous, but in his heart, he secretly nodded. He was still very satisfied with the performance of these six and seven year olds.
After a short period of time, some of the ten year olds in the middle group also could no longer hold out, and one by one, they began to fall as well.
“Hold out for as long as you can. I won’t force you. But if in the future, you are weaker than your peers, then you’ll have no one to blame than yourselves.” Hillman coldly said.
“Hmm?” Lorry suddenly stared, astonished, at th
e northern group.
At this point in time, many of the kids in the middle group had fallen down, but in the northern group, a six year old child had held strong.
“This must be Linley’s [Lin’lei] first day at training. Who would’ve thought he’d be so formidable?” Lorry said, amazed. Next time him, Roger and Hillman also noticed. Looking in that direction, they saw that to the north, a single brown haired boy was still holding firm. His lips tightened, the boy stared determinedly in front, both fists tightly clenched so hard that his fists were white.
A look of pleased surprise appeared in Hillman’s eyes.
“Good kid!” Hillman secretly praised. Despite being just six years old, he could maintain the ‘Qi Building Stance’ for as long as the ten year old kids.
Linley, full name Linley Baruch, was the eldest son and heir to the Baruch clan, which ruled over the Wushan town. The Baruch clan was an extremely old clan. Once, it was extremely prosperous, but after thousands of years, it had only three members remaining. The clan leader, Hogg [Huo’ge] Baruch, and his two sons. The elder son was Linley Baruch, six years old. The younger son, Wharton [Wo’dun] Baruch, was just two years old. As for his wife, when she gave birth to the younger son, she died in the midst of childbirth. Linley’s grandfather also was dead, having lost his life in battle.