Chapter 398 Extra Chapter, Zhuoyuan X Shuangqiao (Part 2), In her youth, the little Shuangqiao who overturned the waves.
Mount Fuyao was the place where he first met Shuangqiao.
At that time, every few hundred years, all the families in the upper realm would gather together for a grand discussion.
At that time, powerful figures from various forces will bring their prodigies here to engage in exchanges that will last for several days.
Ostensibly an exchange of enlightenment, it was actually the perfect opportunity to consolidate power. Zhuoyuan, who had just ascended to the position of Palace Master, naturally wouldn't let such an opportunity slip by.
at this time.
Several boys squatting on the mountain path winked and made comments about the fairies below the steps.
"Hey, look at that female cultivator in purple! She has a great figure and is so beautiful!"
"Hehe, it looks like it would release water if you squeezed it!"
"That's nothing! Look at that female cultivator in white over there. Her beauty is unparalleled, her temperament is outstanding, and her talent and cultivation are both top-notch. She is the young master of Xuanji Palace, and it is said that she is the designated next master of Xuanji Palace!"
"Oh! In that case, she is the best candidate for a Daoist partner!"
"Really? Move aside, move aside, let me see!!"
"Tch, what an uncultured fellow." Just then, a cynical voice came from the tree beside them.
There stood a handsome young man, holding a folding fan and waving it, his pretty face full of disdain.
"Shuangqiao, what brings you here?"
Shuangqiao closed the fan in his hand and suddenly leaped down from the tree. "Hey, what are you saying? How could such a rare and wonderful gathering of scholars be without me?"
"Hehe, that's true. How could you miss out on joining in the fun? Others are here to discuss philosophy, but you're here to pick up girls."
"Tsk, why does that sound so sour?" Shuangqiao patted his shoulder. "Don't be discouraged. It's because you're not as handsome as me, and your talent isn't as good as mine. It's perfectly normal for a beautiful fairy to have a crush on me. Just keep trying!"
The young man slapped his hand away, angrily saying, "Bullshit! If you keep swinging like that, you'll drown if the waves capsize!"
Shuangqiao said smugly, "Don't worry, that day will never come!"
Suddenly, a commotion arose from the bottom of the steps, attracting the attention of many people. A young man dressed in a black robe with cloud patterns was being escorted by several elders.
His mature and composed demeanor, coupled with his cold and noble face, instantly attracted the attention of many people, and many female cultivators' hearts were stirred, causing them to scream without any restraint.
"Who is this person? Why are they making such a big fuss?"
"You don't even know him? He is the leader of the Dragon Palace, Zhuo Yuan!"
"Ah? It's him. He looks so young, but his aura is so terrifying."
"Zhuoyuan..." Shuangqiao held the folding fan in his hand, watching the receding figure, "Hmph, putting on such a show, doesn't he get tired of it!"
"Qiao'er!"
At this moment, an elderly man with white hair and beard in the distance smiled and waved at him, "Come quickly, come with your master to pay respects to Immortal Venerable Fuyao!"
"Okay!"
In the following days of discussions, Shuangqiao experienced what it meant to be worse than dead. He had to sit upright all day long and pretend to be humble and eager to learn.
"Boring, it's just idle chatter..."
Suddenly, he heard a soft laugh from the female cultivator in the back row. Her beautiful eyes were full of girlish shyness, which made Shuangqiao curious for a moment.
So he secretly used magic to eavesdrop on gossip without leaving a trace.
But it would have been better if he hadn't listened. Once he did, he was absolutely furious, and he was instantly enraged.
"Zhuoyuan looked at me! He looked over here, sob sob, my heart is pounding, so embarrassing."
"Pah! He only glanced over here out of the corner of his eye. Stop being so infatuated. How could he possibly be interested in you!"
"Hey, how dare you talk like that!"
"Did I say something wrong? Yesterday you said that Young Master Shuangqiao was your destined Daoist partner, so why has he changed to someone else today?"
"Hehe, while Young Master Shuangqiao is handsome, I feel he lacks a certain masculine spirit. I prefer someone like Zhuoyuan, who is aloof and solitary yet imposing, standing alone with an aura of dominance over the world, like an eagle soaring in the sky. He is truly captivating!"
“That’s right, Zhuoyuan is the master of the Dragon Palace. If it were me, I would also choose him. There’s no comparison at all.”
"that is!"
"???!"
Shuangqiao was so angry that his face turned ashen. He clenched his fists and glared ahead, as if he wanted to stare Zhuoyuan's tall and straight back into a bloody hole.
At this moment, the female cultivators in the back row were still chattering away when Shuang Qiao suddenly had a plan. "Heh, you'll all just wait and see!"
That night.
A banquet was held at the Fuyou Immortal Palace. Inside the palace, fairies danced gracefully, and maids dressed in gorgeous cloud gauze frequently poured wine into jade cups. The wine was overflowing, and everyone was chatting and laughing.
Shuangqiao, brooding in the corner, was filled with resentment as he poured himself a drink. Seeing Zhuoyuan mingling freely in the hall, seemingly doing quite well, he felt even more displeased.
"You ungrateful bastard!"
He abruptly put down his wine glass. He had just gone over to greet Zhuo Yuan, hoping to get some information out of him, but that snobbish bastard only glanced at him and completely ignored him!
"Hmph, you'll regret it if you anger me!" Shuang Qiao said viciously, turning his gaze to one of the female cultivators who had "slandered" him. A smile appeared on his lips as he stood up and walked towards her.
...
The discussion at Mount Fuyou came to an end, and many people left one after another, but some stayed overnight and planned to leave the next day.
For example, Zhuoyuan.
At this moment, he sat in the main seat of the room, surrounded by the elders who had followed him. After a moment's thought, he instructed, "Elders, you should return to the Dragon Lord Palace first."
And what about you?
Zhuoyuan put down his tea, a trace of sadness flashing in his dark eyes. "I'm going to pay my respects to my father and mother. I'll go back later."
Upon hearing this, the elders exchanged glances, their faces showing sadness. The previous palace master and his wife had both failed their tribulation and were blasted away by lightning, leaving no trace of their bodies. Since then, the situation of the Dragon Palace had deteriorated day by day.
One of the elders hesitated slightly before saying, "Palace Master, the situation is unstable right now. Shall I go with you?"
"No need, I can go alone."
The group knew Zhuoyuan's temperament and his rules. Every time it was the anniversary of the old palace master and his wife's death, he would go alone and not allow anyone to disturb him. So they didn't say anything more and got up to say goodbye and left after a while.
After the group had been gone for a while, Zhuo Yuan felt a little dizzy, perhaps from the effects of the alcohol, and his blood and qi were starting to churn, which made him feel very irritable.
"Damn it, could it be..."
Just then, a knock came from the outside, causing his brows to furrow slightly and a cold glint to flash in them. He impatiently went to open the door, only to be greeted by the scent of a woman's perfume, which made his furrowed brows deepen.
"What is it?"
Looking closely at Zhuo Yuan's handsome face, the female cultivator felt a surge of emotion, her cheeks instantly flushing red. She raised a hand to brush a strand of hair behind her ear and said sweetly, "I really like the gift you gave me..."
"Hmm?" Zhuo Yuan's eyes were full of doubt. "What gift?"
"It's cosmetics, isn't it?" The female cultivator took out a delicate little box and handed it to him. "I just put some on, and I really like the scent..."
Zhuoyuan caught a whiff of the fragrance before him and suddenly felt his blood rushing. He immediately realized something was wrong and swept the small box away with a flick of his sleeve.
"roll!"
The cold and imposing aura terrified the female cultivator, turning her face deathly pale. She realized she had been tricked and cursed Shuang Qiao in her heart.
Seeing the person so close to her, she felt a pang of resentment. Biting her red lips as if she were about to throw caution to the wind, she stepped forward and suddenly hugged him tightly. "Zhuoyuan, I love you!"
Being pulled into such a warm and soft body caused Zhuoyuan's blood to surge uncontrollably, his noble face flushed, and his breathing became increasingly rapid.
The female cultivator sensed his reaction, her heart filled with shyness and secret joy. Just as she was about to reach out to him, she was grabbed tightly by the neck. "You're asking for death!"
The female cultivator was suddenly choked and struggled violently in agony. She was suddenly enveloped by the fear of death, which made her regret provoking this god of death.
"Let go... I'm being helped!"
far away.
Shuangqiao had specially gathered some cronies, who were now squatting in the shadows watching the show and secretly enjoying themselves. Suddenly seeing this scene, they were all shocked.
"Hey, Shuangqiao, what's going on? He's trying to kill someone!"
"Yeah, could something bad have happened?"
"Damn, this is a disaster!" Shuangqiao stood up and said, "You guys come with me to rescue them!"
Upon hearing this, the people behind him showed fear, turned around and ran away, shouting, "You caused this mess, deal with it yourself, we're not going to play along!"
"You disloyal bastard!"
Shuangqiao watched the group disappear into the distance, cursing them as useless in his heart. With no other choice, he had to bite the bullet and press on. "You...you stop! She's a disciple of Moon Spirit Immortal Mountain. If you kill her, you'll be in big trouble!"
"So it was you!" Zhuo Yuan gritted his teeth and glared angrily. He threw the unconscious female cultivator to the ground and walked towards him step by step.
In the dim light, his sharply defined, menacing face was terrifying.
Those crimson eyes seemed to be those of a ferocious beast that had been lying dormant for a long time, ready to break free of its cage at any moment and tear him apart and devour him piece by piece.
Shuangqiao looked at him and felt a chill run down her spine; her legs even started to go weak. "You...you don't come any closer..."
Just then, several streaks of light flew rapidly from afar, causing Zhuo Yuan to stop his approach. He glared at him angrily, then transformed into streaks of light and flew towards the distant mountains and forests.
"Qiao'er!"
At this moment, Venerable Wuya arrived and saw the woman lying half-dead on the ground, and his disciple sitting on the ground. "Just now, I felt a terrible killing intent. What exactly happened here?"
Shuangqiao calmed herself down. "Master, I... I think I've gotten into trouble..."
Venerable Wuya frowned: "What trouble have you gotten yourself into this time? Tell me the truth now!"
Startled by his master's shout, Shuangqiao shrank back and had no choice but to recount the whole story in detail.
Hearing that his disciple had acted so recklessly, Venerable Wuya was both annoyed and furious. He smacked his disciple on the head and said, "You, you, all you do is cause trouble for your master!"
Shuangqiao: "I just wanted to tease him a little, I didn't expect it to turn out like this..."
"Teasing?" Venerable Wuya glanced at him sideways. "Zhuoyuan is the Palace Master of the Dragon Venerable Palace. Is he someone you can tease at will?"
"Besides, that Zhuoyuan is so young, yet he has already secured the position of Palace Master. How could he be someone to be trifled with? You have offended him like this today, and you won't even know how you die!"
"Oh dear, stop exaggerating! I don't believe he could do anything!" Shuangqiao said, her face full of indignation. "I just added a little something... how could it be such a big grudge!"
"Hmph, it's all because I've spoiled you. If you misbehave again, I won't let you off the hook!" Venerable Wuya frowned slightly, as if he suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly asked, "What kind of drug did you say you gave him?"
"The fragrance of purple snow and ylang-ylang," Shuangqiao said casually. Seeing her master's increasingly frightening expression, her heart skipped a beat. "W-what's wrong? Is something the problem?"
"You brat, don't you know he's a dragon? This incense, also called 'Dragon Incense,' is something that arouses dragons!"
Shuangqiao was completely confused. "In heat? Wouldn't it be better to just relieve some of that heat?"
Suddenly, he remembered the rumors about dragons, that their mating season could last for months, or even years...
"Uh... he should be alright, right?" Shuangqiao's face showed guilt. Such terrifying stamina, what woman could withstand it? Just thinking about it made his scalp tingle.
not good!
If he loses control on the road, wouldn't he harm other women?
Wow, this is really going too far!
"Master... what should we do now?"
"Hmph!" Venerable Wuya took out a bottle of pills, handed it over with a stern face, and instructed, "This is a bottle of Qingxin Yulu Pill. You should hurry and chase after him to give it to him. It might alleviate the symptoms a little."
"Huh? I'm going!"
"You've caused this mess, do you expect me to clean it up?!" Venerable Wuya sighed. "What are you waiting for? Go now! This is your chance to make amends. If you mess it up, don't come back!"
"..."
Shuangqiao looked reluctant. "But he's already gone far away, how am I supposed to catch up!"
Venerable Wuya gave him no excuse to retreat. He used magic to seal the remaining trace of dragon breath in the surrounding abyss into a talisman. "Take this and you can find him by sensing his aura."
"What a hassle..."
"Hurry up and go!"
"oh."
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