# Chapter 10 The Power of the White Bamboo Flute
Without realizing it, Wu Long began playing the White Bamboo Flute. A painful melody flowed from the flute. Even the White Dragon Spirit was sucked into the White Bamboo Flute. When Wu Long played the White Bamboo Flute again, the perfect form of the White Dragon appeared before him.
“Wow! Master made me real!” the White Dragon cried out joyfully.
“It truly is a sacred treasure that will shake the martial world!” Wu Long exclaimed as he played the White Bamboo Flute again.
Wu Long felt a warm energy continuously filling his body, and his body felt incredibly light, as though every restraint binding him had been released by the power of this sacred treasure.
“What happened? Why does my body feel so light yet powerful? Do I have the internal energy I could never possess before?” Wu Long wondered, both bewildered and delighted.
“Master ... your body is glowing!” the White Dragon shouted.
“That’s right! My body is glowing!” Wu Long shouted back just as loudly. His eyes were filled with wonder, and his face shone with excitement. “How is that possible?” he cried.
“Master now possesses the internal energy required to become a Martial Warrior! This White Bamboo Flute really is extraordinary! All the locked energy points were opened by the power of the flute’s melody! Have you remembered your previous life, Master?” the White Dragon asked.
“I still don’t remember, White Dragon! But I can remember all the Sun and Moon Palm Techniques, and I can use them with this new internal energy!”
“That’s wonderful, Master! We’re separated now because the Lower Realm has far too little Qi to unite our strength! But it doesn’t matter ... you can summon me with the melody of the White Bamboo Flute!”
“I’ll deepen this powerful internal energy first! I think this place will become my training ground so my abilities can improve by leaps and bounds! My body must be strong enough to break through to the Heavenly Nirvana Upper Realm! I hope my memories return soon, White Dragon!” Wu Long regained his determination after nearly tasting death.
“There’s one more thing I want to tell you, Master!” the White Dragon said cautiously.
Wu Long grew even more curious about the White Dragon’s mysterious words. “What is it, White Dragon?” he asked.
“I also discovered another sacred treasure stored at the bottom of this ravine alongside the White Bamboo Flute. There are a pair of swords. One shines with a brilliant white light like the sun, while the other gives off a dim yellow glow like the moon! Are these the Sun and Moon Swords that once caused such a stir in Heavenly Nirvana? Why are these twin swords here? Who is the owner of the Twin Swords, the White Bamboo Flute, and the Sun and Moon Sword Manual? Are the techniques of these swords the same as the Sun and Moon Techniques you learned, Master?” the White Dragon asked.
“I don’t know, White Dragon! As far as I remember, the Sun and Moon Sect only taught unarmed martial arts. The Sun Palm and Moon Palm were the most devastating techniques they possessed! To this day, the Sun and Moon Sect has never taught swordsmanship, including the Twin Sun and Moon Sword technique! It can’t be a coincidence that these swords and their manual are stored at the bottom of a ravine near the Sun and Moon Sect.”
“Do you want to have these twin swords, Master?” the White Dragon asked.
“Can you take me there? I want to see them for myself! If it’s a beautiful place, maybe I’ll just stay at the bottom of the ravine! You can take me back up, after all, right?”
“Don’t you want to get revenge first for what the disciples of the Sun and Moon Sect did to you? They nearly killed you,” the White Dragon suggested.
Wu Long shook his head. “It’s not time for me to appear on the surface yet. I need to master the White Bamboo Flute Art and the Twin Sun and Moon Sword Art first! There are many forces that will target this White Bamboo Flute.”
“In that case, shall we go to Sun Valley first to see the twin swords and their sword manual ... what do you think?” the White Dragon asked.
“Is its name really Sun Valley, or did you name it that yourself?” Wu Long replied.
“Hahaha ... I’m the one who named this beautiful valley! You’ll definitely love living there, Master!” the White Dragon replied as it flew swiftly toward the bottom of the valley.
Sun Valley was indeed breathtakingly beautiful, having remained untouched by human hands for a long time. The White Dragon had to break through a thick white fog filled with electricity to reach the valley. It was called Sun Valley because it was always bright there. There was no dark night in Sun Valley.
The White Dragon flew over a beautiful expanse of green trees toward a magnificent seven-colored waterfall.
The dragon landed carefully just behind the rushing waterfall, where the stone ground was slick.
“There’s a large cave behind this seven-colored waterfall, Master! I found the White Bamboo Flute there. I just didn’t take the Sun Sword and Moon Sword because I thought they were useless to me at the time.”
“Why did you take the White Bamboo Flute? Was it only because I once wanted to search for this sacred treasure?” Wu Long asked.
“That’s not the only reason! I sensed a powerful aura coming from this White Bamboo Flute. On top of that, the flute can increase the Qi inside our bodies even in a place with scarce Qi, like this Mortal World!”
“Is there a guardian for these Twin Swords inside the waterfall cave?” Wu Long asked cautiously.
Before Wu Long could finish speaking, a deafening roar came from inside the enormous cave.
“Why is someone guarding this sacred treasure? No one was guarding it before, so I was free to take it,” the White Dragon said.
“Was there no guardian, or was the guardian of the sacred treasure afraid of you?” Wu Long asked.
“I don’t know! I didn’t see anyone guarding this sacred treasure. If there’s a guardian now, Master, you’ll have to deal with it!” the White Dragon said, remaining on high alert.
A few moments later, a lion emerged. Its body shimmered with gold, and two sharp golden horns rose from its head. Its eyes blazed red like fire, and its tail was as sharp as a sword. The Heavenly Golden Lion also had three eyes that sharpened its vision. In addition, it possessed two sturdy golden wings that allowed it to soar through the sky.
“Whoa! This is bad ... Why does there have to be such a vicious creature here?”
What kind of creature had Wu Long and the White Dragon encountered? Why hadn’t it attacked the White Dragon when it took the White Bamboo Flute, yet now blocked Wu Long as he sought to claim the Sun and Moon Swords?