The golden hairpin, at the whim of the mind, transformed into a sharp, black iron dagger.
After they couldn't open the iron cage on Wutong Mountain, A Yao, A Ji, and Shen Zhuochuan spent a lot of effort piecing together some black iron, which they then had Qin Xi forge into a black iron dagger.
It can transform into various forms, allowing her to use it for self-defense.
The kit wasn't prepared before the trip; it was sent by Qin Xi halfway through the journey.
She always carried it with her.
She had previously used various treasures to deal with Fenqi, including the Xuan Tie dagger, but it was useless against Fenqi, so she simply put it back on her hair bun.
It just so happens to be convenient right now.
The white dragon claws gripped the chains, and Song Tingwan, wielding a dagger, leaped forward and slashed at the chains.
A small dagger, as if cutting through mud, easily severed the chain.
Fen Qi, who hadn't taken their actions seriously, was shocked when the stone statue beside him exploded as the chains snapped.
The struggling dragon was also startled.
Her eyes were bloodshot as she looked at them.
The chains binding him tightened continuously.
Calming down a bit, "...Little White?"
The dragon glanced at it several times.
Before they could react, the dragon struggled to pry open a chain with its claws and tried to pass it towards Song Tingwan.
"Is this Xiaobai? Tell your Daoist partner to cut off all my parts, or I'll beat him up!"
As the words fell, a series of furious, cursing dragon roars echoed.
Song Tingwan's hands didn't stop; she cut the chains on the demonic dragon that exuded a terrifying aura, while turning her head to ask Shen Zhuochuan, "Do you know it?"
Bai Long nodded and helped the demon dragon, which was larger than him, pull off the chains, trying his best to support Song Tingwan.
"An elder who has been missing for many years."
Their voices weren't loud, but the dragon could hear them clearly.
The dragon was breathing heavily, its beard bristling and eyes bulging.
"I didn't disappear. I just had a moment of weakness and wanted to be a good dragon. Who would have thought I'd be tricked by a weak demon?"
"If one of the stone statues hadn't been destroyed today, I don't know how much longer I would have remained unconscious."
He spent his entire life as an evil dragon, and his first attempt at doing a good deed backfired spectacularly.
Enraged, the dragon swung its tail in fury.
The one person and two dragons actually started chatting.
After the stone statue shattered, the demonic energy dissipated in an instant as the statue collapsed.
Perhaps it was the power of space that was activated, because there was no trace of his presence around him anymore.
As Song Tingwan carefully placed the chains one by one with the black iron dagger, she glanced back.
"The other person disappeared, but the domain still exists."
The dragon flew into a rage again: "Nonsense! This is clearly my territory!"
You bastard.
I'll go out and beat him to a pulp.
Song Tingwan turned around in surprise, "Your domain? How can he control it?"
Shen Zhuochuan also took a moment to glance at this uncle, as he was not familiar with this elder of the demon dragon.
All they heard was that he had fallen into demonic possession at a young age, and everyone said he was no good, that falling into demonic possession affected the status of the dragon race, and they all despised him.
His sister seemed to admire him, saying that this senior's carefree attitude was enviable.
"If it weren't for the need for Lao Tzu's domain, perhaps Lao Tzu wouldn't have simply been in a deep slumber."
The demonic dragon gazed in the direction where Burning Abandon had disappeared and murmured to itself.
He wanted to burn the corpses to pieces.
From now on, I will never be a dragon who does good deeds again.
The dragon was disappointed, the dragon was furious!
"...His talent is spatial ability. Once he hides, it should be difficult for you to find him."
Shen Zhuochuan said thoughtfully.
The dragon chuckled and exhaled a breath of dragon fire.
"It's just spatial talent; everyone has that."
"That bastard learned it from me."
His rare act of kindness was when he softened his heart towards this child, who, like himself, possessed an exceptional talent that was rare even once in a millennium.
Rescue him and lead him to personally destroy the family that bullied him.
They even attempted to take on disciples and teach them, just like in the cultivation world.
Who would have thought that he was thinking of a loving and respectful master and disciple, but this child who had never left the demon realm since childhood wanted to take his life.
He carried the burnt-out item with him for ten years.
Together we witnessed the spatial fragments that flashed across the sky and glimpsed the future.
He was also amazed by the fleeting glimpse of the goddess in the fragments of space that Fenqi had seen.
He said at the time, "We are demons, let's give up on this idea."
He also saw behind him the young goddess and her dragon clan descendant becoming Daoist partners.
Both publicly and privately, he felt that the little goddess would not be interested in the child he had picked up.
If it were someone else's Daoist partner, he could help snatch them away, but he was afraid that his own dragon clan's descendant would be beaten to death by those old fogies in the clan.
The memories of being beaten up are always vivid for dragons. Even after becoming a mighty and powerful dragon, he still doesn't forget those days of being beaten up.
Unexpectedly, advising him not to have any such thoughts became his obsession.
This kid is really talented.
By chance, he obtained a fragment of the Heavenly Ladder, which was then stolen by the Burnt Abandon.
He burned it and absorbed it, and without a teacher, he created eight stone statues, which were also eight chains.
The Demon Dragon was unaware that the Heavenly Ladder fragment contained such immense power that it could allow a novice youth to fight him to a standstill.
Finally, he forced it out of its domain, imprisoned it underground, and locked it in a deep sleep with chains.
At some point, Shen Zhuochuan transformed into human form, his lips twitching slightly: "That's still because we haven't fought before."
When the dragons intervene, being unable to defeat the weak is the original sin.
The dragon glared defiantly, but the junior made him blush.
At that time, no one in the demon realm dared to provoke him. He could easily occupy cities and summon thousands of demons to wash his scales and massage him.
Enjoying fine wine, how can one have time for self-cultivation?
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