Ji Fa looked at Saitama's back in the distance and the dead Huanglong's corpse, and couldn't help but swallow hard.
Just then, a yellow ball of light slowly flew out from the yellow dragon's body.
"What is this?" Saitama looked at the ball of light with some curiosity.
Inside the sphere of light was a miniature yellow dragon, which was the primordial spirit of Huanglong Zhenren. His face was filled with terror, and after looking at Saitama, he gave him a resentful look before quickly flying into the air.
"The kasaya subdues demons."
"receive."
Just then, a large patch of red appeared in the sky, sweeping down on the valley. It was Jianglong; he had made his move, and that patch of red was his cassock.
Huanglong's primordial spirit immediately accelerated, trying to break through the seal, but the cassock had left him no way out, and his primordial spirit was blocked back by the power of the cassock in despair.
"Whoosh."
The dragon's body instantly appeared in front of that primordial spirit, which was immediately imprisoned.
"Jianglong, spare me, spare me! For the sake of our fellow disciples, spare me! I promise I won't tell anyone about what happened today!" At this moment, Huanglong was truly terrified, and his primordial spirit kept begging for mercy.
"Amitabha." Jianglong clasped his hands together. He grabbed the original spirit and fell from the sky, landing right next to Saitama.
"What is this?" Saitama asked curiously, then leaned his face close to the orb, causing Huanglong Zhenren's primordial spirit inside the orb to tremble violently.
"The primordial spirit—in this world, when cultivators reach a certain level, their primordial spirit can leave their bodies after death, and they can be resurrected after some time," Jianglong explained.
"Wow, that's amazing!" Saitama exclaimed in surprise.
At this moment, Ji Fa also jogged over and stared at Huanglong Zhenren's primordial spirit with the same curiosity as Saitama.
"Dragon, spare me! I'm willing to sign a contract with you and become your mount. That way, you won't have to worry about what happened today getting out. I don't want to die, really. I've worked so hard to reach this level. Please!"
Inside the sphere of light, the Yellow Dragon's primordial spirit transformed into a miniature Taoist priest, repeatedly kneeling and kowtowing before Jianglong.
"Those thousands of people on the island, have you ever given them a chance?"
"Leaving aside those people, you've cultivated for so long, and countless mortals have died because of your words. If I don't kill you today, how can I face those who died unjustly?" Jianglong said coldly.
“A person like you deserves to die ten thousand times over, and even Buddha himself would not forgive you,” Jianglong continued.
Seeing Jianglong's resolute stance, Huanglong suddenly stood up, his face contorted with rage, and threatened him.
"Jianglong, do you really want to kill me? Just for a mere mortal?"
Upon hearing this, Saitama clenched his fist again.
"Hahaha, you want to kill me? Have you considered the consequences? The Jade Void Palace hates nothing more than fratricide. I have a mark left by my teacher. As soon as I die, my teacher will immediately notice. When the saint descends, no matter how powerful you are, you will not be able to escape punishment." Huang Long said arrogantly.
Upon hearing this, Jianglong frowned. He hadn't expected that this guy would actually have the mark of Yuanshi Tianzun. Over the years, he had come to understand Yuanshi Tianzun's personality. If he were to appear, he might not kill him and Ji Fa, but Saitama would definitely be dead.
Seeing Jianglong's hesitant expression, Huanglong's eyes darted around, and his tone softened.
“Junior Brother Jianglong, we had a misunderstanding before. It was my fault as the senior brother. I apologize to you. Please forgive me. I swear to the Dao Ancestor that I will not tell anyone about what happened today. You can rest assured that your two friends will not be implicated.” Huanglong said with a fawning expression.
At this moment, Jianglong took a deep breath, turned around and said to Saitama.
"Leave this to me. You take Ji Fa and leave first."
Saitama was taken aback, his expression turning very serious; he understood what the other person meant.
“I can stay and help you,” Saitama said in a deep voice.
“I’m not leaving either,” Ji Fa quickly replied.
“The sage is beyond our current capabilities; your staying here will only be futile,” Jianglong replied.
"Jianglong, Jianglong, are you still going to kill me? You bastard, you won't live either if you kill me, you bastard, you bastard!" Huanglong's primordial spirit shouted desperately.
Jianglong ignored the guy and instead gestured for the two of them to leave.
At this moment, Saitama looked at Ryuu as if trying to memorize his appearance. Long-lost emotions surged up again in his heart. At this moment, he finally found his goal: to become stronger, even stronger than before. He wanted to punch those bad guys to pieces.
“You are a hero,” Saitama said to Dragon.
After saying that, he turned around and grabbed Ji Fa.
"Senior Jianglong." Ji Fa's eyes welled up with tears. Some people, even if you only know them briefly, you can understand them. In Ji Fa's eyes, Jianglong's image became incredibly majestic.
"Let's go. I might not die. Even if I do, that person will avenge me," Jianglong said with a smile.
“I will avenge you.” Saitama nodded heavily.
Just as he grabbed Ji Fa and was about to turn and leave, the surrounding space suddenly fluctuated.
Suddenly, a pale blue spatial passage appeared above the dragon's corpse, and Saitama stopped in his tracks.
"Eeya?"
A cute little head popped out from the spatial passage; it was Mengmeng.
"......"
“Mengmeng…” Jianglong immediately became excited.
Saitama's eyes lit up immediately, while Himejiro stared blankly at the sky.
"Eek, two big bald heads, hehe." Mengmeng laughed at the two below.
"Heave-ho..."
After saying that, the little girl jumped down from the passage.
"Come down," Mengmeng called out towards the passageway.
Jianglong's expression immediately turned serious, and Saitama also stood up straight, the two of them thinking that Li Daoyi had also arrived.
"Well..."
As a result, a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old appeared from the passage. She was very beautiful, like a celestial being, and it was none other than Su Daji.
"Greetings, seniors." Daji slowly descended from the sky, glanced timidly at the dragon corpse on the ground, and then bowed to the two of them.
With a wave of her adorable little hand, the passage vanished instantly.
"Mengmeng, what brings you here?" Jianglong asked curiously.
"Hmm, I came by the smell," the little guy said, wrinkling his little nose.
"Wow, what a huge dragon!" he exclaimed, drooling as he looked at the dragon's corpse.
Jianglong was speechless.
"I want to eat," Mengmeng said, turning around.
Upon seeing the imprisoned Yellow Dragon Primordial Spirit, the little guy's eyes lit up immediately.
Before the others could react, Mengmeng's figure flashed by.
"Awoo..."
The primordial spirit of Huanglong Zhenren was instantly sucked into Mengmeng's mouth.
"......"
Jianglong was startled and hurriedly looked up at the sky.
As a result, nothing happened; the robe continued to float quietly in the sky, and the saint did not descend.
"Hehe, don't worry, no one will find out." Mengmeng patted her little belly with a grin.
Jianglong breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Mengmeng in disbelief.
"Heave-ho, heave-ho."
"Daji, come quickly."
Mengmeng ran up to the dragon's corpse and called out.
"They're here." Su Daji jogged over and covered her mouth in surprise when she saw the huge dragon corpse.
"What are you standing there for? Come and help! Let's eat the barbecue while it's hot!" Mengmeng then shouted to the people behind her.
Saitama and Ryuga exchanged a glance, smiled wryly, and then walked over.
"Crackling and popping..."
Under the moonlight, a bonfire was lit, and an enormous, ridiculously large pot was placed on top of it. Steam rose from the pot, and the aroma wafted out from time to time. Daji was seen sprinkling things into the pot from time to time.
"Yes, that's it! Daji, your cooking skills are getting better and better, almost as good as Sister Long's!" Mengmeng praised from the side.
Next to the large pot was a bonfire, where Jianglong and Saitama were turning the dragon meat on top, sprinkling seasonings on it from time to time.
Ji Fa was the only one who had nothing to do but look at Mengmeng with curiosity. It was unbelievable that this child had brought out so many things and seasonings.
"Wow, so this stuff is actually edible! It's much better than the monsters I used to kill." Saitama said as he flipped the dragon meat over, his eyes filled with excitement. According to Slayer, dragon meat could enhance physical strength, which was exactly what he needed right now.
"Hey kid, come here." Mengmeng suddenly called out to Ji Fa.
Upon hearing this, Ji Fa immediately went over.
“I think I’ve seen you before,” Mengmeng said, tilting her head.
"Is...is there?" Ji Fa was taken aback.
Mengmeng circled around Ji Fa, then suddenly leaned in to sniff him, her eyes lighting up as if she'd spotted a delicious meal.
"Oh, I remember now, it's you. Your aura smells so good." The little guy said, licking his lips.
When Ji Fa saw Mengmeng's eyes, his body couldn't help but tremble. He thought to himself, "Is she going to eat me?"
"Mengmeng, don't scare him." Daji, who was standing to the side, couldn't bear it and quickly said.
"Giggle..."
The little guy immediately burst into laughter.
"I don't eat people, hehe..." Mengmeng made a face at Ji Fa.
Seeing this, Saitama and Jianglong couldn't help but laugh. Ji Fa glanced at Daji with a hint of gratitude, and Daji smiled at him. Ji Fa's heart was instantly struck by a critical hit.
"What a nice view..."
Meanwhile, in the Kunlun Mountains, there is a building that looks somewhat like a temple, with the three large characters "Yuanshen Hall" written on the plaque above the door.
A disciple responsible for looking after the spirit tablets of Kunlun disciples entered the Spirit Hall and, as usual, began to clean the place.
Just then, he glanced at the altars where the spirit tablets were placed and suddenly froze.
He rubbed his eyes in disbelief and looked at the offering table again. The last of the twelve memorial tablets in the second row was broken.
“Senior Brother Huang… Huanglong is dead…” the disciple murmured.
Having said that, he was immediately terrified and turned to fly towards the Jade Void Palace.
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