Dongyu Town (2)
The demon cultivators in the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm should not be underestimated. Seeing that he was surrounded by four tiny human cultivators, the white dragon became furious. It slapped its tail, shattering the vines around it. The huge waves it raised headed straight for the coastal town, but were stopped by the barrier again.
Within the barrier, Yun Ce and Wu Chengsong stood in the void, gazing at the enraged white dragon on the seashore. The common people gathered in a huge crowd, worry and fear evident on their faces.
"Brother, are you worried?" Yun Ce continued to smile nonchalantly, showing no worry. Wu Chengsong didn't ask, but replied, "Aren't you worried?"
Yun Ce shook his head. "Those are disciples of Cang He Immortal Venerable. Since he allowed them to come, he must have trusted them." He raised his hand and patted Wu Chengsong on the shoulder. "What we need to do is protect the people of Dongyu."
Wu Chengsong still looked toward the seashore, where a faint flicker of sword light could be seen. He thought of Lin Zhuo. Though a gentle girl in appearance and personality, her sword intent was cold and murderous, much like her master.
Those were the talented sword cultivators that the entire Eastern Region was proud of. He had nothing to worry about. Wu Chengsong shook his head and turned to comfort the people with Yun Ce.
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The vines were shattered, Lin Zhuo held Tingyun and frowned slightly.
"If you hit a snake at its weakest point, the weakest point for a Jiaolong should be similar, right?" She hesitated. Legend has it that a Jiao is a snake that failed to transform into a dragon. Since they're snakes, their weaknesses should be similar.
Ling Qingqiu turned the sword in his hand and slashed at the white dragon's vital point. Whether it was true or not, we'll know after trying.
The dragon's scales were thick, and Ling Qingqiu's hands were numb from the shock. He stepped back to avoid the dragon's tail. He pursed his lips, his expression not quite good. His blow was enough to severely injure a demonic beast in the early stages of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, yet it had only scratched its scales.
The white dragon gathered a column of water and charged straight at Ling Qingqiu, only to be cut off by You Jingjia. After all, they had been brothers and sisters for so many years. The two exchanged a glance and retreated in tacit understanding.
The next moment, Lin Zhuo and Xie Zhitiao heard You Jingjia's voice transmission.
"Stand back, Senior Sister is about to use her ultimate move."
Xie Zhitiao reacted quickly, quickly grabbing Lin Zhuo's waist and retreating. The two stood on Xie Zhitiao's Qingming Sword, subconsciously holding their breath, watching the two figures, one red and one blue.
Several icy spikes shot out simultaneously, targeting the weak spots on the white dragon's scales. The white dragon was too large to dodge, and the icy spikes pierced through the water wall it had erected, leaving bloody marks on its body. An angry roar resounded through the sky, and before the white dragon could strike back, a bolt of lightning descended from the clouds, striking it directly.
One, two, three. These were the thunders Ling Qingchen had attracted.
The mist thickened the forest, making it difficult to see clearly. She tilted her head slightly and asked, "...How is it?"
Xie Zhitiao squinted his eyes and looked at her, then whispered to her: "It seems like he wants to escape. Can you form a spiritual seal?"
He seldom listened to the instruction seriously, and was not as adept at tracking the Spirit Seal as Lin Zhuo. Xie Zhitiao released his grip on her waist.
Vines quickly wrapped around the white dragon's body, and the Tingyun Sword stabbed straight into the dragon's left eye. Lin Zhuo formed seals with his hands and landed on the feather blade above the white dragon's head.
The White Dragon's cultivation was quite high, and when enraged, it moved violently, even the town's barrier seemed to be crumbling. Since it wanted to escape, let it do so. It wouldn't be too late to pursue it once it was farther from shore. It was covered in wounds anyway, so it couldn't get far.
The shrill screams reached Dongyu Town, and everyone turned toward the seashore. The enormous dragon had vanished, and everyone fell silent. After a long pause, someone finally whispered, "Has the water monster been dealt with?"
The people had no idea what a dragon was; they just thought it was a water monster causing trouble.
Yun Ce and Wu Chengsong exchanged a silent glance. They could sense that the dragon had escaped.
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The feather blade, imbued with Xie Zhitiao's spiritual energy, pierced deeply, making it difficult for the white dragon to shake it off. After being stabbed in the left eye, the white dragon became even more agitated, but for some reason, it didn't fight back. Its right eye had become a vertical pupil, staring intently at the forest marsh.
Lin Zhuo was stunned for a moment, unable to move. The man and the dragon just stared at each other.
"Zhao Zhao!"
You Jingjia and Ling Qingqiu flew forward and pulled it back into the forest. Xie Zhitiao teleported in front of the white dragon, about to destroy its second eye, but stopped dead in his tracks the moment their eyes met.
"A Tiao!" Ling Qingqiu pulled him back, his tone a little more anxious.
The white dragon flipped over and dove into the sea, stirring up waves. It swam slowly, more like it was leading them forward than fleeing.
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The current world of cultivation consists of four realms: humans, ghosts, demons, and monsters. Apart from the human realm, the most powerful is undoubtedly the demon realm. However, the demon realm is plagued by constant internal strife, and several major demon clans have been living separately for tens of thousands of years.
The lifelong wish of the snake demon clan is to ascend to become dragons, but in the world of cultivation for tens of thousands of years, not to mention the demon cultivators who have ascended to heaven, even human cultivators cannot be found.
After the entire snake demon clan relocated to the East China Sea, they discovered a rich spiritual energy and an invincible clan, and were overjoyed. After thousands of years of diligent cultivation, the snake demon clan finally welcomed a glorious moment: the 57th clan leader was expected to ascend to heaven.
The fifty-seventh clan leader survived five days of tribulation. When the tribulation clouds dissipated, the clan snakes immediately surrounded him. However, what they saw was not the dragon described in the clan's secret manual.
The dragon's horns are long and majestic, while the patriarch's horns are slightly short; the dragon has four claws, while the patriarch has only two claws; the dragon's scales glow with golden light, while the patriarch's scales glow with green light.
The snakes were deeply disappointed that their leader had failed to transform into a dragon. Afterward, every snake demon who attempted to transcend the tribulation failed and ended up looking like their leader. They also had a much harder time conceiving than ordinary snake demons, and their offspring resembled the dragon-like form of the demon. The snake tribe named them "Jiaolong," and people gradually learned that after reaching the realm of emptiness, there was a realm of transcending tribulation.
News of the snakes' failed dragon transformation reached the demon world, and several major demon clans, led by the demons, went to war with the snakes. This battle resulted in heavy casualties. Since the snakes were already struggling to reproduce after transforming into dragons, only three dragons remained after the battle.
Shortly after the war, the human race moved here. The snake race was worried about another war with the human race, but as time went on, they found that most of the people who moved here were civilians and no one would harm them.
With the help of humans, the demons dared not invade, and the snakes were able to live in peace. To show their gratitude, the dragons protected the people of this area, ensuring good weather and a comfortable life.
Five hundred years ago, the Jiao Clan was in turmoil. The 79th leader, Tiger Python, led his followers along the East China Sea to the Northern Frontier, leaving only a few snakes and three Jiaolongs in the East China Sea. Since then, the ancient snake clan has been divided into the Northern Frontier Snake Clan and the East China Sea Jiao Clan.
Another two hundred years passed, and only one young dragon remained of the East China Sea Jiao clan. The snake demons that had remained in the East China Sea had limited lifespans, and three adult dragons had perished one after another due to injuries sustained during the civil strife. Now, only this rebellious white dragon remained of the East China Sea Jiao clan.
Lin Zhuo and Xie Zhitiao locked eyes with the white dragon, drawn into its memory. For centuries, the white dragon clan had tirelessly protected the people of this region. Thanks to the white dragon's presence, no demons or evil spirits had ever caused trouble near the East China Sea, and peace reigned in Dongyu until a few days ago.
"Zhao Zhao, what's wrong with you?" Lin Zhuo's eyes gradually regained clarity and met You Jingjia's worried face. Ling Qingqiu on the side was trying to wake up Xie Zhitiao.
Lin Zhuo looked at the white dragon, which had not yet swam away, and seemed to mutter to himself: "Senior Sister... Bai Jiao is right."
You Jingjia almost thought she had misheard and subconsciously asked, "What?"
Xie Zhitiao had regained consciousness and replied, "Bai Jiao is not wrong."
Ling Qingqiu and You Jingjia exchanged a glance, and Ling Qingqiu finally spoke in a deep voice: "What did you see?"
Just now, every move they had made had been filled with murderous intent, and now they were both saying that the White Dragon was innocent. It could only be that the White Dragon had shown them something while they were momentarily distracted. He and You Jingjia hadn't seen it, probably because their cultivation was higher than its, and it couldn't pull them into its memories.
Xie Zhitiao shook his head: "It's hard to tell for a while, let's catch up with it first."
"In the memories we saw, the Jiao clan has been protecting the people of Dongyu Town. She is the only descendant of the Jiao clan, and she has been guarding here like her ancestors. There is no reason for them to suddenly kill the people here. Something must have happened half a month ago." Lin Zhuo said.
People are divided into good and bad, and demons are naturally divided into good and evil as well. Their swords are always used to eliminate evil.
Seeing that they were chasing closely, Bai Jiao sped up, and after slightly increasing the distance, she slowed down again. After a while, probably because she saw that the four people were really far away, she slowed down again.
The four of them looked at each other, and Bai Jiao really wanted to lead them to follow him.
Lin Zhuo followed Xie Zhitiao and asked him hesitantly, "Junior brother, did you see the black lotus on Bai Jiao's forehead?" Xie Zhitiao smiled at her and raised his hand to smooth down Lin Zhuo's wind-blown hair. Lin Zhuo subconsciously dodged, but was pulled back by the young man.
"Sister, why are you hiding?" He seemed to be scolding her. "Am I scary?"
Lin Zhu was a little embarrassed. She raised her hand to rub the base of her ear, her back stiff, and whispered back, "It's not scary... I'm just not used to it."
Xie Zhitiao twisted the hair in his hand: "Then you should get used to it."
"...Men and women should not touch each other." Lin Zhuo glared at him.
"Sister, don't you treat me like your younger brother? Why should we avoid suspicion between siblings?"
"We're not siblings... Stop touching my hair!"
Seeing Lin Zhuo about to get angry, Xie Zhitiao calmly withdrew his hand. "Senior Sister treats me so well, I thought she didn't know we weren't siblings."
This is exactly what he wanted. He wanted Lin Zhuo to gradually realize that he was a man first and her junior brother second. He wanted her to realize that his feelings for her were more than just a sisterly relationship.
Lin Zhuo ignored him and moved closer to You Jingjia to fly the sword with her.
Xie Zhitiao followed with a smile: "Ignoring me? Don't be angry, Senior Sister."
"...not angry."
She just felt a little uncomfortable, but she wasn't so hypocritical as to throw a tantrum. After a pause, she looked at Xie Zhitiao again: "You haven't answered my question yet."
Xie Zhitiao straightened his expression and looked at the dragon diving in front of him.
"I saw that she didn't have a lotus on her forehead in the past."
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