The young Taoist was refined and elegant, with a beautiful and ethereal appearance, like a banished immortal descended to earth, or a handsome young gentleman in a turbid world; he was truly extraordinary.
However, the girl holding hands with the young Taoist priest was unmoved by his appearance. With almond-shaped eyes and peach-blossom cheeks, she should have had a lively and spirited air about her, but at this moment, her face showed a look of embarrassment and annoyance.
"You really won't let go?"
The girl clenched her teeth, but behind her, the outline of a divine bird could be faintly seen, spreading its wings and crying out. A unique majesty of a divine beast permeated the air, and some cultivators who were blown around could not help but tremble, almost falling from the sky. The elders of the noble families and the elders of the major sects also had solemn expressions at this moment.
"I'll let go!"
Seeing the girl about to get serious, Taishang Daozi seemed to flinch and smiled as he released his grip. However, in the next instant, no one had such thoughts anymore.
Amidst the surging chaos, a divine being with a face almost identical to Feng Bingwen stepped out and stood behind the Supreme Daoist. In the instant it appeared, the divine bird form behind the girl silently weakened by three points.
"However, if you wish to attack me, I will gladly oblige and ensure you can vent your anger to the fullest!"
Feng Bingwen said with a smile.
The power displayed by the girl in the green dress had already revealed most of her background. Based on her previous words, it was not difficult to deduce that she was a close friend of the Yingli Dragon King, and their relationship was exceptionally intimate. After all, there were very few people in the world who dared to attack him.
As for the Dragon King Yingli, whom he only met once, it wouldn't be entirely true that Feng Bingwen had no feelings for him at all. After all, he wasn't a cultivator who had transcended emotions; he still had emotions and desires, only his pursuit of various desires was at a higher level.
The path to immortality is long and arduous, and finding a Daoist companion to pursue longevity together would be a wonderful thing. Feng Bingwen did not reject this idea; in fact, he was looking forward to it.
However, the things he has experienced over the years have been one after another. In just a few years, his horizons have been broadened again and again. There are not many things in this world that can catch his eye, and as for Daoist partners, there are even fewer.
The Demon Emperor wanted to arrange a marriage for one of his pure-blooded descendants, to be married to him. If it were the beginning of his cultivation, Feng Bingwen might have agreed, since it would have been a meteoric rise to power.
However, Feng Bingwen, who was able to suppress Kunpeng, no longer looked down on a Golden Crow. After all, it was not a naturally born being, but rather one that was born later in life. Although its bloodline was exceptionally strong, Feng Bingwen subconsciously felt that the Golden Crow was not worthy of him and could not keep up with his pace.
Therefore, even when the Demon Emperor was in person, Feng Bingwen did not hesitate and refused outright. However, he simply fabricated an explanation and used the Yingli Dragon King, whom he had only met once, as an excuse.
Feng Bingwen did this without much thought, and although it has caused trouble now, he doesn't regret it much.
Upon careful consideration, this Dragon King seems to be a very good candidate for a Daoist partner, a perfect match. If we could turn this pretense into reality, it would be a wonderful thing.
"I know you just survived your tribulation, but if you think that becoming a human immortal means you can fight me, you're sorely mistaken. Close combat is my weakest skill!"
The girl in the green dress looked annoyed, but with her unparalleled beauty, every smile and frown had a unique charm. Even though Feng Bingwen knew that the girl had no affection for him, he still smiled and chatted, after all, she was indeed pleasing to the eye.
"May I ask what you excel at, young lady? I have just mastered a divine power during the Heavenly Tribulation, and I would like to take this opportunity to exchange ideas with you. If we can learn from each other, it would be a wonderful thing!"
"Bah! You lecherous rogue, who wants to help you with a romantic affair? Take this!"
The girl in the green dress raised her delicate hand, but the light and airy feeling from before was gone. As her palm struck, the surrounding space distorted, a result of being scorched by extreme true fire.
Nanming Fire!
Suzaku!
As the pure white flames burned in the sky, everyone realized the girl's identity: she was one of those cultivators backed by powerful forces. At this moment, their faces couldn't help but show a look of horror, after all, the person in front of them was a born saint.
At this moment, this holy being was fighting against the Daoist disciple of their number one immortal sect. Although one of them was smiling and the other was angry, they looked like a couple of Daoists having a quarrel because of relationship problems.
However, just from the occasional shockwaves, one could sense just how dangerous this battle was. Fortunately, both sides in the battle were of extraordinary origin. If they were ordinary cultivators, they would probably have been reduced to ashes as soon as they got close, perhaps not even leaving a trace.
"What a coincidence! I also happen to possess a true fire. I wonder which is superior, your Nanming Li Fire or the true fire I possess!"
Feng Bingwen, who originally planned to fight with the Purple Heaven Divine Thunder, changed his mind the moment he saw the pure white divine fire surging towards him. Accompanied by the cry of a three-legged divine bird, the golden sun true fire surged and burned on his body.
"No wonder!"
Seeing the three-legged divine bird fly out from the body of the Supreme Daoist, the girl in the green dress suddenly realized why the demon emperor had demanded that this despicable and despicable human marry the pure-blooded Golden Crow clan.
"However, so what if you, as a human, have mastered the True Fire of the Sun? You still want to fight against me? You are overestimating yourself!"
The girl in the green dress raised her head proudly, her eyes filled with disdain. Although the Golden Crow was the royal family revered by all demons, the Vermilion Bird lineage happened to be one of the few that did not respect the Demon Emperor. They did not believe that their power was weaker than that of the Golden Crow; they simply did not have as many descendants as the Golden Crow.
The Southern Bright Fire is the Vermilion Bird's natal fire. If a Golden Crow with pure bloodline and sufficient cultivation strength were to wield the Solar True Fire and fight against her, it would be possible to put up a fight. But what does this human boy have? His age is what it is; how much of the Solar True Fire's essence can he grasp?
"I never intended to fight a Vermilion Bird with pure true fire!"
Feng Bingwen laughed and said, "Let alone Zhuque, even if he were the ancestor of fire-wielding, even if he truly mastered the True Fire of the Sun and comprehended its mysteries, he probably still wouldn't be able to defeat him."
Because this Vermilion Bird's realm seems to be higher than his, and right now it only intends to teach him a lesson, it hasn't used its true abilities yet, it's still holding back, and it hasn't really gone all out with him.
hold head high!
A dragon roar resounded, and as Feng Bingwen's cultivation improved, the water spirit, whose strength also increased, roared and flew out of Feng Bingwen's body. His body was constructed from Xuanming True Water, which is one of the most abundant true waters in the world.
As for the other three spirits, Feng Bingwen had no intention of summoning them. At this moment, he was surrounded by Nanming Li Fire, and he himself was only barely holding on with the True Fire of the Sun.
Those three spirits would probably be burned to ashes by the Southern Bright Fire the moment they appeared. Although they wouldn't perish and could be resurrected from his body, what good would that do? It would only deplete his power.
"You have quite a few tricks up your sleeve, but you think this little bit of pure water can stop me? My Southern Ming Fire is far from enough!"
Seeing the water spirit summoned by Feng Bingwen, the girl in the green dress snorted softly and gently hooked her small hand, causing the heat of the incandescent flame to intensify by three points, seemingly about to melt through the void.
"Enough, Xiao Lin'er, don't ruin other people's cultivation!"
Just as Feng Bingwen's expression changed and he was about to invite the old man out of the blessed land to maintain order, a voice that sounded like heavenly music rang out, faintly familiar.
One trick is all you need. The Vermilion Bird's innate true fire can be considered, to some extent, a manifestation of the laws of heaven and earth. Without corresponding means, this one true fire alone can cause many living beings to cry out in agony.
Although Feng Bingwen possesses many supernatural abilities, he has only just survived his tribulation. Facing a Vermilion Bird whose cultivation is clearly superior to his own is a bit of a challenge for him.
The reason he hasn't run away is because there are just too many onlookers around. He cares about his reputation, and so does Taishang. Of course, it's also related to the fact that the other party didn't try to kill him. Otherwise, compared to life, what does face matter?
"Why did you show up so quickly? Didn't we agree that I would probe into his background?"
Upon hearing that familiar voice, Zhuque, now in the form of a young girl, pouted. She was mischievous, charming, and adorable, but few could appreciate her stunning beauty.
"Stop talking nonsense!"
A white-clad dragon maiden appeared out of thin air, her face showing a reproachful expression as she glared at the girl in the green dress. However, few could appreciate her stunning beauty; everyone was astonished by the power that the dragon maiden had unintentionally displayed.
Without any deliberate intention, when she appeared, the entire world seemed to dim considerably, and she became the most radiant and dazzling presence among them. The only one who could rival her brilliance was the girl who had taken the form of the Vermilion Bird.
"Feng Bingwen greets Her Majesty Yingli!"
Upon seeing the dragon maiden before him, who was so perfect it seemed unreal, Feng Bingwen stepped forward to pay his respects. In the past, when he was young and ignorant, he had relied on the wonders of the Heavenly Book to enter the Dragon Palace and converse with the dragon maiden before him.
But now, standing tall in the Cave Profound Realm, ranked among the Human Immortals, he truly felt the terrifying power of the dragon girl before him, far beyond what he could currently contend with.
Of course, this is only temporary. With the foundation he has accumulated, he is confident that he can catch up with the dragon girl in cultivation within a certain period of time, and then surpass her.
"Roughly speaking, it has been nearly ten years since I last saw His Majesty. His Majesty's demeanor remains as charming as ever, without the slightest change!"
"Feng Daozi has changed quite a bit since I first met him; I almost didn't recognize him!"
The Dragon Girl looked Feng Bingwen up and down with her starry eyes that sparkled with a dreamlike brilliance. Her words were not flattery or mutual praise, but rather sincere.
The young Taoist priest before her was vastly different from the incredibly brave child she remembered. If it weren't for some familiar auras, she wouldn't have been able to confirm that it was the same person. The change was truly enormous; even his original aura had changed, which was quite unbelievable.
She is a primordial dragon, born of heaven and earth. Her lifespan is so long that it would not be an exaggeration to say that she lives as long as heaven and earth and shines as brightly as the sun and moon. Time, in fact, has no meaning for her.
In her eyes, a mortal's life is but a fleeting moment, nothing worth caring about. Yet, in such a short time, so short that even a nap or a short rest is not enough, a person undergoes a transformation that cannot even be described as a complete metamorphosis.
"Your Majesty is too kind. I have had a lot of good fortune and opportunities over the years, which is why I have experienced such a great change!"
The details cannot be disclosed to outsiders, but a brief mention is acceptable. Given his status, he is bound to be blessed with great fortune, and it is normal for him to encounter some opportunities. No one will think much of it.
"There's no need to call me Your Majesty. We've met before, so there's no need for you to be so reserved. With Daozi's cultivation speed, he should be able to catch up with me in a few years, right? At that time, wouldn't I have to call you Senior Daoist?"
"Of course not."
Feng Bingwen did not deny it; given the dragon race's concept of time, it was only a matter of time before he caught up with them.
"If that day ever comes..."
Let's address each other as fellow Daoists!
"That is exactly what I wish for!"
Feng Bingwen readily agreed, and he and the Dragon Girl chatted happily, while the green-skirted girl, almost ignored to the side, stared wide-eyed, her large, clear black and white eyes darting left and right, constantly glancing at the two of them, seemingly pondering something.
Further away, the cultivators from various forces who had been drawn to Feng Bingwen's tribulation were extremely tactful and kept quiet, watching from afar and communicating privately via telepathy.
Anyone could see that the two women communicating with the Supreme Daoist were not ordinary people. One was the Vermilion Bird, and the other was from the Dragon Clan. Judging from her title, she was a Dragon King.
"Hey, shouldn't you two be more mindful of the occasion? This doesn't seem like the place for you to chat and catch up."
Suzaku finally couldn't hold back any longer and interrupted the two, who were getting more and more excited as they talked.
“What you say is very true, young lady. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Yingli has any good places to go?”
Feng Bingwen replied with a smile. He didn't intend to respond to the invitations from those powerful families, but now that this dragon girl had come to him, he really didn't want to miss it.
"I have a large swamp here. Fellow Daoist Feng, you may come with me to rest for a while!"
Yingli Dragon King extended an invitation, and for some reason, when she saw Feng Bingwen, she felt an inexplicable sense of closeness, as if she had seen a kindred spirit, even though this Dao Child was a human.
"You still say you two have no relationship?"
Seeing that the two women were about to elope, the girl immediately became loud and boisterous, looking at her sisters as if they were traitors. But soon she looked aggrieved because she felt she had been deceived.
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