The three of them, including Sheng Ning, remained in the same unconscious state as when he left the tea room.
The tea room is too small to house a dragon.
The more Rong Zhuo thought about it, the more something seemed amiss. He paced around the tea room with a furrowed brow, unable to figure out when or why the dragon had appeared.
Just as he stopped and felt an unusual chill coming from behind, his Mahayana realm cultivation allowed him to dodge the dragon's breath at top speed.
With his eyes slightly narrowed, Rong Zhuo looked at the person sitting in front of him, so angry that he almost wanted to grind his back teeth to powder.
"Sheng Ning, is that you?"
Sheng Ning took a bite of the spiritual fruit from her mustard seed bag.
When she saw that Rong Zhuo could easily dodge the dragon's breath of the pig-like insect, she did not show much surprise on her face.
She swallowed the fruit in her mouth and nodded. "Sect Leader Rong has indeed not disappointed me."
Her words angered Rong Zhuoyue.
He had just been avoiding the dragon's breath, and now he stood in a corner of the tea room.
"What do you mean?"
Sheng Ning shrugged, feigning innocence. "What could I possibly mean? Of course, the Demon Lord told me everything."
"Otherwise, why would he just disappear into thin air?"
Rong Zhuo was a shrewd man who had lived for tens of thousands of years, and Sheng Ning's expression did not make him angry.
With a cold and stern expression on his face, he parted his thin lips slightly, "Oh? You mean, the Demon Lord told you everything?"
Sheng Ning: ......
“Unwanted ears can be donated to those in need, Sect Master.”
"You've been colluding with the demons all along. What's your gain? Do you want the demons to treat you like a subordinate, or do you want the demons to go centuries without bathing?"
Rong Zhuo snorted coldly upon hearing this, "Enough nonsense. The Demon Lord could not possibly betray me. Where did you hide him?"
"If you don't tell me, young friend Sheng, you're likely to suffer some consequences."
Sheng Ning could barely stand up straight in front of a Nascent Soul Realm expert, but in front of a Mahayana Realm expert, she was just an ant under a giant's feet.
The giant could crush her into pieces if he so desired.
Feeling the oppressive aura emanating from Rong Zhuo, Sheng Ning's face scrunched up, and the spirit fruit she was holding was crushed and burst with juice as she struggled to hold on.
"Don't be stubborn, young friend Sheng. Hand over the Demon Lord, and maybe when I take your spiritual root later, I'll be able to be a little gentler."
"Otherwise..."
Unlike his gentle demeanor just moments before, Rong Zhuo now resembled a witch offering a poisoned apple to a princess.
Looking at the ferocious expression on his face, Sheng Ning thought to herself with a bittersweet smile.
As Rong Zhuo gradually released his aura, Sheng Ning could no longer withstand the pressure emanating from this Mahayana Realm expert.
Just as a metallic taste rose in her throat, a deep, authoritative voice rang out in the tea room.
"Don't you dare bully my mother!"
Just after that deep and authoritative voice fell, a small black figure emerged from Sheng Ning's arms.
Sheng Ning: Who understands, family members? Her little piglet looks like it's already an adult, but it's actually just a baby dragon that's a little over a year old.
Raising his hand to gently stroke the top of the pig-like insect's head, Sheng Ning suppressed the urge to vomit blood and spoke in a hoarse voice, "Good boy, take care of him!"
Even though Rong Zhuo had already considered that the dragon-like aura appearing in the tea room might have come from Sheng Ning's contracted beast.
When he actually saw a small black dragon pok its head out from Sheng Ning's arms and shout at him in a majestic voice.
He still couldn't believe it and slightly widened his eyes.
Ignoring the oppressive aura emanating from the dragon-like creature, a hint of madness, unlike anything he had ever shown before, appeared in Rong Zhuo's usually gentle eyes.
"This is your child? You gave birth to it? Is it a dragon?"
“Sheng Ning, I really underestimated you. I thought it was already surprising enough that you were the reincarnation of the creator god.”
"I didn't expect that you not only inherited the five elemental roots from your previous life, but also possess the divine-level Nine Netherworld Fire."
Even your child is a dragon...
By the end, Rong Zhuo's voice trembled with a perverse intensity.
He swallowed hard, then strode towards Sheng Ning. "Little...Little Dragon, do you have a master yet?"
"I am Rong Zhuo, the sect master of the Taixu Sect, and a cultivator who has already reached the Great Ascension Realm. Are you willing to form a contract with me, coexist with me, and step into the immortal realm together?"
"If you agree, I will have no objection to any conditions."
As Sheng Ning watched him approach step by step, the pressure from the Mahayana Realm no longer fell on her.
A look of relief appeared on her face.
Just as Rong Zhuo reached out to touch the pig-ear worm, Sheng Ning saw his outstretched arm freeze into an ice block.
Rong Zhuo, however, did not feel ashamed or angry about it.
On the contrary, after his arm was frozen by the dragon's breath, the expression on his face became even more agitated and frenzied than before.
"Dragon breath, only those with pure dragon blood can exhale dragon breath!"
"So you're the one who made Xuanming disappear? You breathed dragon's breath on him."
"Let me guess what kind of dragon you are. Are you a black dragon? You can't be a jiaolong."
"No matter what breed you are, Little Dragon, forming a bond with me will only bring benefits and no harm. Are you willing?"
Pigworm accompanied Sheng Ning on his travels, encountering all sorts of people along the way.
But I have never met anyone as twisted as Rong Zhuo.
Upon seeing the madness in the other person's eyes, he immediately shrank back in fear, crying out, "Mother..."
Sheng Ning gently stroked his head, saying, "Don't be afraid, my good boy."
"Your name is Guai Zai? Guai Zai, come to your uncle. If you form a bond with your uncle, your uncle will... will not dig up your mother's spiritual root, okay?"
Pigworm was indeed afraid of the madness in Rong Zhuo's eyes.
But the moment he heard that the other party wanted to dig out Sheng Ning's spiritual root, a cold light flashed in his golden eyes, which belonged to the dragon race. "How dare you!"
No one dares to defy the wrath of the dragons.
Rong Zhuo collapsed to the ground instantly. Seeing that Zhuerchong refused to cooperate, shame and anger finally showed in his manic eyes.
However, this feeling of embarrassment and annoyance had just arisen when he saw the little black dragon, which had been hiding in Sheng Ning's arms, leap down and gradually swell in size right in front of him.
Upon seeing the dragon scales on the pig-like insect's body turn from black to blue, Rong Zhuo's eyes widened in disbelief.
"Yes, it's the Azure Dragon!!!"
The Azure Dragon, the foremost of the Four Divine Beasts!
As the pig-like insect grew larger, the small tea room could no longer accommodate it.
The worm stopped growing larger only after the courtyard was completely destroyed and the moonlight was obscured by its enormous size.
Revealing its true form to others for the first time, the pig-worm looked down at Rong Zhuo, who seemed like an ant.
Those golden eyes held a domineering air that looked down upon all living beings.
Rong Zhuo was completely speechless.
He stared blankly at the Azure Dragon before him, his lips opening and closing repeatedly.
Just as he was speechless, the majestic voice of the pig-worm resounded through the sky in his ears.
"You mere ants, how dare you presume to be worthy?"
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