Chapter 331 - 185: Yuzhi, You Wouldn’t Want...
"I know."
Chen Sheng’s tone turned cold, a frigid light glinting in his eyes.
"The Golden Spring Temple has been secretly raising this flood dragon, feeding it human flesh and blood. It’s an act devoid of all conscience. The Jingwu Bureau’s duty is to slay demons and exorcise evil. How can we stand by and watch such wickedness? What’s more..."
"Those bald donkeys have long seen me as a thorn in their side, constantly causing trouble behind the scenes. Slaying this Poisonous Flood Dragon today is not only ridding the people of a menace, but also collecting a bit of interest in advance!"
Seeing that Chen Sheng had made up his mind, Sun Yuzhi paused in thought for a moment and said no more, simply asking:
"When do we make our move?"
A sharp glint flashed in Chen Sheng’s eyes.
"Now!"
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Ning’an Prefecture, the Yunze Waters.
To the southeast of Ning’an Prefecture lay a vast expanse of water that ran through several prefectures. Not only did the Cyan Flood Dragon Alliance hide in the depths of Yunze, but it was also a vital channel connecting the surrounding regions.
These waters were not just a place of peril, but also a land of opportunity.
Deep within the waters, among the overlapping mountain ranges, lay countless opportunities.
Heavenly materials and earthly treasures were innumerable.
Countless Martial Masters, seeking to advance on their path, had ventured deep into this place to vie for these opportunities.
On one side of the Yunze Waters was a pool that stretched for several miles, filled with a pervasive toxic miasma and teeming with venomous creatures. Ten years ago, a Poisonous Python had appeared in this pool at some unknown time.
Because the Poisonous Python had a fleshy growth on its head and was close to transforming into a flood dragon, the pool came to be known as the Poisonous Flood Dragon Pool.
Over the years, countless Innate Martial Masters had tried to slay the Poisonous Flood Dragon to seize its treasures, only to end up perishing within. And because of the Golden Spring Temple’s involvement, all experts at the Profound Mastery realm and above turned a blind eye.
This was because the Poisonous Flood Dragon’s strength was extraordinary; it could not be killed by anyone less than a Profound Mastery expert.
Thus, the area gradually became known as one of Ning’an Prefecture’s infamous perilous lands.
「On this day.」
Outside the Poisonous Flood Dragon Pool, two figures arrived together. One wore the dark official robes of his station with a Treasure Saber at his waist, while the other was dressed in a pale blue gown, her bearing exceptional. They were none other than Chen Sheng and Sun Yuzhi.
"The pool is deep and dangerous. The Poisonous Flood Dragon has a keen Spiritual Sense and holds every geographical advantage. I will act as bait to lure it out of the water. Vice Envoy, please conceal your presence. Wait until it’s completely out of the water, then strike with a lightning blow."
Chen Sheng said in a low voice.
Sun Yuzhi nodded and cautioned him:
"You must be careful. Don’t be overconfident. The moment you see it emerge, lead it immediately toward the shore."
After speaking, Sun Yuzhi’s figure flickered slightly, her aura vanishing almost completely as she hid in the shadows of a cliff several dozen zhang away.
Chen Sheng regulated his breathing for a moment, then circulated his Gang Qi, his body hovering about a zhang above the pool’s surface as he silently let his aura spread.
Time trickled by in the oppressive silence.
The chirping of insects and roars of beasts had long since vanished, leaving only the mournful whistling of the wind.
After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, a stir went through Chen Sheng’s heart. He sensed a cold, malicious gaze from beneath the water faintly lock onto him.
At this thought, Chen Sheng instantly understood the situation. He remained impassive, pretending not to have noticed. Lightly pulsing his Gang Qi, he treaded across the water’s surface, slowly retreating toward the designated shore.
The dark shadow beneath the water followed him like his own, and an undercurrent began to stir.
Just as Chen Sheng was about to step onto the bank,
BOOM—!!
the surface of the pool suddenly exploded.
An immense and terrifying body covered in pitch-black scales burst from the water, sending a foul, stinking spray into the air.
It was the Poisonous Flood Dragon. Over thirty meters long, it had a ferocious head topped with a massive fleshy tumor. Its foul, yellow, vertical pupils were locked dead on Chen Sheng. It opened its cavernous maw, and a cloud of poison mist spewed forth.
Chen Sheng was prepared. His figure flashed away like a wisp of blood-red smoke.
Pushing his Blood Slaughter Floating Light Body technique to its limit, he left behind an afterimage.
The poison mist grazed past where he had been, and the dead wood it touched instantly blackened and festered.
The Poisonous Flood Dragon’s strike missed, its body crashing down at the water’s edge and kicking up a wave of mud several zhang high.
Then, it let out an enraged roar. Its thick, long body shot forward like a bolt of black lightning into the forest on the shore, giving chase in a frenzy. Everywhere it passed, trees snapped like grass, and shocking gouges were plowed into the earth.
Chen Sheng weaved through the forest, controlling the distance between them.
Seeing the Poisonous Flood Dragon close in, he abruptly spun around, his right hand gripping the hilt of his blade.
CLANG—!
The Dragon Roar Blade left its sheath, its gleam like the sudden appearance of a cold moon.
A condensed, chilling Saber Gang tore through the air, whistling as it slashed into the middle of the Poisonous Flood Dragon’s body.
CLANK—!!
The tremendous sound of metal striking metal shook the entire forest.
The Saber Gang struck the pitch-black scales, erupting in a shower of blinding sparks.
The Poisonous Flood Dragon’s forward momentum halted. Its body tilted and fell, crushing a swath of trees as it let out a pained hiss. However, when the dust settled slightly, there was only a white mark about an inch deep on the scale that had been struck. The scale hadn’t broken.
Seeing this, Chen Sheng’s pupils contracted sharply.
This blow completely provoked the Poisonous Flood Dragon’s ferocity. It swept its massive tail like a steel whip, snapping all trees at the root within a radius of several zhang.
Wood chips rained down everywhere.
Immediately after, the Poisonous Flood Dragon once again raised its head to bite down, a foul wind rushing toward him.
At that critical moment,
VMMMM—!
A clear, piercing sword hum, like the cry of a phoenix from the nine heavens, rang out from high above.
Sun Yuzhi had made her move.
At some unknown point, she had appeared diagonally above the Poisonous Flood Dragon. The Red Mist Sword in her hand shone brilliantly, dyeing half the forest crimson.
With a sharp flick of her wrist, she pointed the tip of her sword downward. In an instant, countless strands of red Sword Qi split off, dense as a torrential downpour, like a river falling from the sky. Carrying an indomitable, sharp aura, they rained down, completely enveloping the Poisonous Flood Dragon’s massive body.
SHLICK SHLICK SHLICK SHLICK—!!
A dense series of sounds, like sharp blades slicing into flesh, erupted continuously.
Sun Yuzhi’s Sword Qi was infused with Profound Mastery True Essence and a piercing Sword Intent.
Even though the Poisonous Flood Dragon’s scales were harder than refined iron, they were torn and pierced as if they were made of paper before this torrent of Sword Qi.
AWOOO—!!!
The Poisonous Flood Dragon let out a miserable, piercing shriek. Its body thrashed wildly as foul, dark green blood shot out from dozens of wounds deep enough to show bone. For the first time, a look of terror and agony appeared in its vertical pupils.
In its agony, the Poisonous Flood Dragon raised its head and spat a mouthful of concentrated, pitch-black venom at Sun Yuzhi.