Chapter 663 - 506: Personnel Changes
On this day, many mortals on both sides of the Lingsha River witnessed an extraordinary sight.
The Lingsha River, which had been calm for only a short while, began to roar violently again. Giant waves surged up to dozens of feet high, and the originally wide river surface was filled with crashing waves, their roaring sounds overpowering the thunder.
Then, another crack of thunder exploded, and a column of water surged skyward, splitting open to reveal a slender and graceful jade dragon, its entire body like white jade.
People on both riverbanks hurriedly knelt down, hailing the River God and offering their fervent worship.
However, there was a bold child pointing at the jade dragon and shouting, "Grandpa, the River God is writhing in pain!"
The old man, terrified, pressed down on the child: "Little brat, kneel quickly! If you keep talking nonsense, the River God might swallow you whole!"
"I’m not called a little brat, the Immortal gave me a name, it’s Wei Zhaixing!" the three or four-year-old child insisted articulately, unyieldingly saying, "Look, Grandpa, the River God is indeed writhing."
While suppressing Wei Zhaixing, the old man and a few daring villagers took a furtive glance, fear engulfing their hearts.
The jade dragon was howling loudly, its body convulsing. Its tail flailed wildly, twisting into a mass like a pretzel, rolling back and forth on the water surface, stirring up waves.
It was just like a foolish donkey in the village, romping recklessly and being stung where it hurts the most by a wasp, in unbearable pain!
The villagers exchanged glances, too scared to say much, as one of the bolder ones rolled their eyes and prepared to report to the Immortal Master. However, with such a clamor, disciples patrolling over Lingsha City had already observed the spectacle, and immediately, a Foundation Establishment Escape Light led four Flying Ships swiftly towards the scene.
"Mortals, step back!" A rumbling voice of an Immortal resounded from the sky, and the mortals scrambled away fearfully.
Only Wei Zhaixing, dragged by his grandfather, refused to look down, gazing at the scene with curiosity and yearning.
Currently, Ding Shu was on duty in Lingsha City. Now witnessing the river surging and the dragon leaping, he secretly lamented.
Wasn’t it just recent that the Sect Leader had captured a dragon, so why is there another one in the Lingsha River? Never heard of this before!
He had accompanied Lu Qian in the battles in Hidden Dragon Stream and naturally had seen the jade dragon firsthand. But now that the jade dragon had recovered its origin, its appearance had changed drastically, leaving him unable to recognize it.
At the moment, he could only watch from afar, taking out a Thousand-Mile Mirror to send a message to Minglong Mountain. Suddenly, the sound of clicking mechanics resounded beside him. A slender youth, enveloped in black light, was wrapped in layers of scale armor. In a blink, a several-zhang-long pitch-black large snake appeared mid-air, enveloping him within the snake’s body.
Foundation Establishment level Spiritual Pressure emanated, and with a whistle, the youth intended to charge forward, yet was blocked by Ding Shu.
"Tao Zhongxian! Don’t go throwing your life away!" he shouted, "That’s a Golden Core level dragon!"
Tao Zhongxian hesitated, realizing that his Divine Sense was impaired, only half as strong as a cultivator of the same level, so he hadn’t perceived it clearly. At the moment, he was focused on testing the initial version of Flying Snake No. 1, eager to charge at the slightest anomaly.
But then, who would have thought that in the heartland of the Yunshan Sect, Lingsha City, there would appear a Golden Core level enemy?
"I’ve already reported to Minglong Mountain. For now, we’re only responsible for maintaining vigilance and evacuating the people. If the dragon advances towards Lingsha City, we’ll retreat into the Grand Array—"
Before he could finish speaking, suddenly, the water surged, and a figure stood calmly atop a wave with hands behind his back.
The familiar voice reached them, and the disciples’ faces lit up with joy.
"Jade dragon, do you yield now?"
"I yield! I yield!" The jade dragon bowed its head into the water like pounding garlic, wailing heart-wrenchingly, "Spare me! I dare not again!"
It was truly vanquished.
Just now, it had boasted grandly, arrogantly declaring it would take on Lu Qian. If it won, Lu Qian would set it free; if it lost—pfft, how could a noble jade dragon, with its origin restored, possibly lose to someone in Foundation Establishment?
In hindsight, it’s easy to say that children are naive. It was so excited that it completely forgot it had been marked with the Reversed Scale Blood Seal, placing its life and death under Lu Qian’s control. Lu Qian naturally could ignore it and directly activate the Blood Talisman to render it ecstatic yet dying.
Yet Lu Qian did not do so but calmly accepted the jade dragon’s challenge.
And then, it was over.
The jade dragon was shocked to discover that the water element secret technique, which it had just awakened in its bloodline, could barely harm Lu Qian. This detestable cultivator was enveloped with layers of feather-like radiance, astonishingly indestructible, like a heavenly obstruction.
Flustered, its attack rhythm became chaotic and it got trapped within Lu Qian’s Five Elements Grand Array. When the Void-Breaking Spiritual Mist was deployed, it couldn’t even distinguish between north, south, east, west, up, or down.
In haste, it unleashed its divine techniques. Although the White Dragon Divine Thunder’s power increased severalfold, it was still deceived by Lu Qian’s incarnation, leading to a one-sided thrashing.
Admitting defeat shamefully, Lu Qian smiled and nodded, activating the Reversed Scale Blood Seal.
—A naughty child always gets a spanking.
It was the Sect Leader!
The disciples were suddenly thrilled, the fear just instilled by the jade dragon’s Golden Core might vanished into the sky.
Truly worthy of being the Sect Leader; with his intervention, even a Golden Core level dragon had to bow down and beg for mercy!
Lu Qian stood serenely atop the waves, his cloak fluttering in the wind, while below him, the forty-zhang-long jade dragon was bowing continuously.
This scene filled Wei Zhaixing’s eyes, deeply engraving itself on his young mind.
After more than half an hour, Lu Qian, with the duly subdued jade dragon, returned to Minglong Mountain. Sending this not-so-bright little dragon back to guard the gate, Lu Qian headed straight up.