Isn't this thing something that comes with a Buddhist's life?
Song Tingwan smiled modestly and said, "I hope I didn't accidentally hurt you, senior. This was a gift from the Buddhist disciple."
The Buddhist disciple, with a compassionate heart and a heart for all under heaven, encountered him again during his five years of travels in the cultivation world.
These nine-layered lotuses were a gift from the Buddha himself.
He said he felt Song Tingwan would need it in the future.
Song Tingwan initially declined, but was moved by the sincere compassion in his eyes.
I never expected it would actually come in handy.
Seeing that Fenqi had been captured again, Song Tingwan carefully put the golden lotus back.
Keep it safe.
Who knows, we might need it in the future.
After this matter is resolved, perhaps it can be returned to the Buddhist disciple.
The demonic dragon dragged Fenqi along, seeing that he was still determined to find a Daoist partner among his junior dragon clan members.
"You're shameless! Didn't you see how loving and devoted they are? Destroying someone's marriage is a sin, especially for a woman destined for love."
I'm afraid he'll be struck by lightning the moment he bows to heaven and earth.
However, the dragon wasn't so kind as to try to dissuade him; it simply mocked him for overestimating his abilities.
Fenqi struggled with one hand and one foot, his ordinary face filled with extreme stubbornness.
"So what? Heavenly lightning can't kill me. Once my wife forgets that man, she will love me wholeheartedly."
His eyes were filled with an obsession that almost turned to blood, a sight that evoked sighs.
Song Tingwan and Molong were both speechless.
The dragon used its claws to hook the wedding robe on his body and lifted him up: "Then I will extract the power of the Heavenly Ladder fragment. Can the heavenly lightning strike you to death?"
He asked the question sincerely, even earnestly.
Fen Qi panicked, shouting, "Haven't you taken my bones yet?!"
"I have absorbed the Heavenly Ladder fragments. If you couldn't control your domain, you wouldn't be able to defeat me at all. If you have the ability, take back your domain!"
The dragon burst into laughter.
"I am a demonic dragon feared throughout the six realms, committing all kinds of evil. I can kill you by relying on my domain, so why should we have a fair fight?"
The dragon really made me laugh.
In his domain, he can even use spatial power to extract absorbed power back into the domain.
If he didn't have such strength, the wicked dragon would have been wiped out long ago.
How have I managed to live peacefully until now?
His grandfather, the Demon Dragon, is invincible in the six realms.
Several more bones were removed from the burned remains, and this time both hands hung limply.
The pain was unbearable.
More than anything, there was fear and helplessness.
"Please spare me... I beg you—"
Burning was slammed to the ground again, and he didn't dare to look back at Song Tingwan.
I must have looked extremely pathetic.
She even found out about the bad things he had done in the past.
Even though he knew from the beginning that he and such a goddess were destined to be worlds apart.
But they always wanted to fantasize.
He is a vile, despicable, and dark demon.
He followed the wicked dragon to massacre his abusive family and also slaughtered a city.
The souls of the entire city are captured in paper.
This is the world he wanted to create.
A lively and bustling atmosphere is more fitting for her.
He glimpsed the moon from a dark corner and tried every means to pluck it down and make it his own moon.
It was so close to success.
But why are all these people trying to stop him?
He really wanted the goddess, as beautiful as the moon, to look at him.
With a gentle, smiling gaze.
As the last bone in his foot was removed, Fenqi collapsed in front of Song Tingwan.
It's the dragon's twisted sense of humor.
"See? You were born a lump of mud like this." The dragon chuckled.
The sky was overcast, and under the control of the demon dragon, a torrential downpour began again.
Burning away, his consciousness blurred, he looked up at Song Tingwan, the rain stinging his face.
He had a hint of longing in his eyes.
He knew she was kind and soft-hearted.
Would she, like the people she saved, gently tell him that it wasn't like that?
But his expectations were destined to be dashed.
Song Tingwan, holding a magnificent purple lotus umbrella, calmly withdrew her gaze from him.
"I would be grateful if you would extract the power of the Heavenly Ladder fragment, and I would be willing to exchange it with you."
The rain pattered against the ground as she spoke calmly, holding her umbrella.
She hadn't forgotten that the demonic dragon before her was also wicked, but given the pressing situation, Song Tingwan wouldn't make a move for the time being.
With her current strength, she's still within the dragon's domain; she'd be courting death to even attempt to attack the dragon.
"No trade. This kid will become a match for me after absorbing the power. If I absorb it all—"
"Wait a minute, I was just one step away from ascending to heaven, but the Heavenly Ladder broke. Otherwise, I could have gone to the God Realm to claim territory."
The dragon shook his head regretfully, but he figured he might as well take it; he couldn't let this thing go to waste now that it was in his hands.
As he spoke, the dragon claw stomped on the muddy, burnt remains on the ground, a bloody mess, but it was what it deserved.
No one paid any attention.
Upon hearing this, Song Tingwan spoke gently to the demonic dragon: "Senior, my sister and I are here to collect fragments of the Heavenly Ladder. Once the Heavenly Ladder is repaired, we can ascend to heaven, and you can then go to the God Realm to claim your territory."
"With the strength of Senior Demon Dragon, I believe that everyone in the God Realm will worship him."
Upon hearing this, the dragon raised its head high.
"That's right, the power of space is invincible, and so am I."
After a moment of surprise, he realized what was happening, lowered his head, and unleashed a burst of dragon breath, causing Song Tingwan's wedding robes to flutter wildly.
"You little girl... praising me and explaining the function of this fragment to me is all just to trick me into giving you the fragment."
He was certain.
I slept for a thousand years, thankfully I didn't lose my mind from sleeping.
The enormous dragon was ferocious and terrifying, its eyes fixed on her, its oppressive aura overwhelming her.
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