Chapter 128 - 127: Jiangshui City Lakeside, 9-Headed Snake, Golden Flood Dragon King, Qitian Demon Lord
A man in a Golden Robe, wearing a Golden Purple Imperial Crown, sat at a stone table by the lake. He had a slender build and a peerlessly noble air.
In his lap, he held a charming woman clad in light gauze.
Cradled in his arms, the woman would periodically pick up fruits, candied sweets, and fine wine from the stone table, feeding them to the young man in the Golden Robe from her own lips.
Before the two of them were the children chanting the nursery rhyme.
After one recitation, the children fell silent.
The young man in the Golden Robe’s expression instantly turned cold. "Why did you stop? Keep going!"
The children shivered uncontrollably, shrinking back like frightened little birds.
They had been playing happily in Jiangshui City, never imagining they would suddenly be swept away by a demonic wind and dropped in this place.
The Great Demon who brought them here forced them to endlessly recite this nursery rhyme.
After every recitation, it would eat one of them!
They had started out with quite a few companions—more than a dozen in total.
But now, only three remained.
At this moment, the rhyme was finished once more. It was probably time for another one of them to be eaten.
The moment this thought crossed the three children’s minds, their bodies couldn’t stop trembling, tears streaming down their faces.
One of the children, overcome with terror, suddenly let out a WAAAH and burst into tears.
Seeing the child cry, the eyes of the woman leaning in the Golden Robe man’s arms instantly lit up.
Her utterly captivating face suddenly transformed into the likeness of a Nine-headed Serpent!
Each serpent head radiated dense Demon Qi!
One of the heads lunged forward, swallowing the still-crying child in a single gulp!
Afterward, the heads reverted, and her human face returned.
The charming woman lay quietly in the Golden Robe man’s arms, showing no trace of the viciousness from just a moment ago.
The two remaining children were terrified. In voices trembling so much they were nearly distorted, they could only continue chanting.
"From the East Sea, the Dragon Mansion; from the Dragon Mansion, a Golden Flood Dragon. The Golden Flood Dragon soars the vast sea; the vast sea births a Divine Platform. The Divine Platform reflects sun and moon; sun and moon bring down a Demon’s doom..."
As they chanted on, a RUSTLING sound suddenly came from the otherwise tranquil lakeside.
The man in the Golden Robe and the charming woman both stopped what they were doing and looked toward the sound.
From the woods, two figures emerged.
It was also a man and a woman!
The woman’s eyes were crimson. She wore a crimson robe, her willow-like brows were arched, and her aura was thick and potent.
Scorching like fire and teeming with Evil Qi!
And the other, a man, was incredibly burly and dressed in a Black Robe.
Simply standing there, he was like a majestic mountain peak, so oppressive that it stole one’s breath.
Although the man radiated no tangible aura, the indifference in his eyes and the overwhelming sense of pressure he exuded were enough to define the very word.
The two of them stood one behind the other, with the man in the lead and the woman behind him.
The sudden appearance of this pair made the two children’s chanting come to an abrupt halt.
The two children, their faces filled with terror, glanced from one side to the other, unsure if they should continue chanting.
Fortunately, no one paid them any mind.
"Qitian Demon Lord!"
The young man in the Golden Robe released the charming woman from his embrace, then poured two cups of fine wine and pushed them forward.
"Have a drink."
But the woman with the crimson eyes just shook her head, her expression indifferent.
"There’s no need for drinks. We’ve come to take something from you."
The Golden Robe youth’s eyes narrowed slightly. He then asked, "Were my people rescued?"
The red-eyed woman replied coolly, "They were not."
The Golden Robe youth’s gaze didn’t waver. He lowered his head slightly, as if pondering something, then said, "Alright!"
"Even though you failed to rescue my people, the fact that the Qitian Demon Lord came personally is enough for me to pay this price!"
With that, the young man in the Golden Robe gave a light wave of his sleeve.
Three small, crystal-clear Jade Bottles instantly appeared on the stone table before him.
Each Jade Bottle was filled with a blue liquid, as mesmerizing as a dream.
The young man in the Golden Robe looked at the three small Jade Bottles and said softly, "This is Azure True Water!"
"It cannot be refined by any of the Dragon Race without a True Dragon Bloodline!"
"Every drop contains a hundred years of my cultivation!"
"I imagine this should be sufficient as compensation."
As the man in the Golden Robe spoke, the charming woman standing beside him stared intently at the Jade Bottles, her eyes burning with desire.
It was as if she could barely restrain herself from snatching them!
The burly man said nothing, his expression unchanging.
The other, the red-eyed woman, was also silent, her face slightly cold.
A cold, dead silence spread in all directions.
It was suffocating!
Suddenly, a faint killing intent began to emanate from the burly man!
In an instant!
The clouds in the sky shattered and dispersed! The lake water churned violently!
Demonic flames surged to the heavens!
"Not enough."
The next moment, he spoke slowly.
The young man in the Golden Robe frowned.
But the charming woman beside him let out a cold sneer. "Still not enough?"
"Your appetite is a little too big!"
"Don’t forget, according to our agreement, you failed to rescue the person His Majesty wanted saved!"
"Now His Majesty is showing great mercy, and you still have the audacity to say it’s not enough?"
"Is this how you, the Nine Demons of Qishan, do business?"
"Let me tell you... GAH!!"
The charming woman seemed to want to say more, but her eyes suddenly widened!
They were filled with absolute terror!
Her neck felt as if it were being gripped by a colossal, sky-blotting hand, and her face turned deathly pale.
She couldn’t speak at all!
Panic, fear, and helplessness flooded her heart!
Helpless, she could only shoot the man in the Golden Robe a pleading look.
"Demon Lord..."
The man in the Golden Robe frowned deeply, just about to speak.
Suddenly!
With a BANG!!
The woman’s head exploded on the spot!
Blood splattered everywhere!
After just three breaths, it all dissipated into nothingness!
The two children, soaked in blood, were stunned frozen, shivering violently.
An indescribable terror, like a rushing tide, overwhelmed their bodies and minds.
As for the man in the Golden Robe still seated at the stone table, an aura of a True Dragon suddenly erupted from him!
A dazzling golden radiance! Sharp as a blade!
His expression was terrifyingly grim!
The burly man, however, spoke slowly.
"Her grating voice was disturbing my Heart Spirit."
The man in the Golden Robe suppressed his rage and said coldly, "Qitian Demon Lord, what is the meaning of this?"
"You may be a Demon Lord, but aren’t your actions a bit too tyrannical?"
"Tyrannical?"
Hearing this, the burly man suddenly smiled.
"I want ten times the payment!"
"Otherwise, I’ll be taking that dragon head of yours!"
Before the man in the Golden Robe could react, he suddenly took a step forward.
「The next breath.」
BOOM!
A pillar of Demon Qi erupted from the ground, soaring into the sky!
Like the deep Nether Abyss, it ascended to immeasurable heights!
Then,
The burly man reached out with one hand.
It was like a mountain blotting out the sun!