Chapter 121 - 120: Strange Divine Technique, Tragic Event, Tribulation Prison, Immortal’s Touch
"ACHOO!"
A middle-aged Prison Guard, soaking wet, walked through the prison entrance, sneezing and muttering curses.
SPLASH, SPLASH!
As his feet moved along the prison corridor, they kicked up small splashes of rainwater. The crisp sound echoed continuously down the hallway.
Under the bright glow of candlelight, he reached up to touch his neck. It was cold and slick with rain.
"Damn this weather! How can it start raining just like that?"
"I should’ve listened to my old lady and brought an umbrella!"
The Prison Guard grumbled to himself, glanced around, and then looked down at his soaked robes.
Seeing no one around, he took off the robe embroidered with the character for "Prison," twisted it tight, and gave it a hard shake!
SNAP!!
A fine spray of water exploded from it!
A hazy mist slipped out from the spray, darting toward the depths of the prison!
Sometimes it would take the form of a single raindrop clinging to the Prison Guard’s robe; other times, it would become a wisp of vapor, drifting down one corridor after another; then it would shift again into a nearly invisible smoke...
It moved deeper and deeper into the prison.
Soon, it arrived at A-Class Prison, Demon Suppression Zone Two!
In a dark, narrow corner, the last wisp of water vapor suddenly burst open!
From it emerged a burly young man!
The young man’s entire body was formed from water vapor, his features indistinct and hazy!
Under the dim candlelight, he looked like an illusory figure.
And this person was none other than the Soaring Demon!
’If Third Sister hadn’t been in such a hurry and insisted I act immediately, I would have waited a few more days for the rain,’ he thought. ’Getting into this prison would have been much easier then!’
The Soaring Demon scoffed, then surveyed his surroundings with a raised eyebrow.
’So this is the infamous Great Xia Prison? It doesn’t look like much.’
’That Golden Dragon Demon Venerable from the East Sea Basin really is a piece of trash! He had to make a deal with Big Brother for a small matter like this, insisting that we, the Nine Demons of Qishan, had to intervene?’
’What a waste of a good bloodline! If I had a bloodline like that, now that would be a beautiful thing!’
’A waste! A total waste!’
The Soaring Demon shook his head and sighed. His gaze turned cold as a thought crossed his mind.
’Oh well. Once this is over,’
’I’ll discuss it with Big Brother and see if we can strip the bloodline from that Golden Dragon and transplant it into me...’
While lost in thought, the Soaring Demon got down to business.
’Third Sister said the Black Flood Dragon seems to be held in Demon Suppression Zone Two, Prison A-17!’
’A-17... A-17...’
The Soaring Demon found Prison A-17 with almost no effort.
The cell door was locked tight, and a reinforced Sealing Array firmly restricted the entire area.
The Soaring Demon was still cautious. He waited in place for a moment, and only after hearing the faint roar of a dragon from within did he nod in satisfaction.
’I don’t get it. It’s just a Black Flood Dragon with an impure bloodline. What’s the use in saving it?’
He was curious but didn’t dwell on it.
Just as he reached out to tear the seal, the Soaring Demon pulled his hand back, frowning.
’I need to figure out how to escape after I get it out.’
With his Cultivation, he naturally had no fear of others. The only one he was wary of was the Dao Palace Realm Great Power who had killed Hou the Seventh with a single punch!
But soon, his brow smoothed, and he thought softly,
’Whatever! I’ll just force my way out!’
’With my Divine Techniques and speed, not even a Dao Palace Realm Great Power could necessarily catch me!’
’And this Black Flood Dragon is just a little Innate Realm demon. Carrying it won’t slow me down at all.’
’Besides, I have that item Third Sister gave me. Escaping this prison shouldn’t be a problem!’
Having made up his mind, the burly Soaring Demon stretched out a large, powerful hand. Golden fish scales emerged on his arm, wreathed in Demon Qi!
He clawed viciously at the Sealing Restriction on the cell door!
...
"Ptui! Ptui! Ptui!"
"Damn my luck!"
Su Bai had just arrived in the B-Class Prison corridor when he saw Zhang Wei and several Martial Artists from the Prison Suppression Bureau.
One hand braced against the corridor wall, the other covering his mouth, he was spitting repeatedly, his face pale!
’This... Is he poisoned?’
Su Bai frowned. "What’s going on?"
The moment Zhang Wei saw Su Bai, he found an outlet for his grievances. With a look of anger mixed with a hint of helplessness, he walked over to Su Bai.
He was about to say something but clamped his mouth shut. The memory of what had just happened was too difficult to speak of!
Su Bai gave him a strange look. "What is it? Tell me!"
Zhang Wei waved his hand. "Sigh! Don’t even ask!"
"A few of us didn’t have to report for the morning assembly, so since we had some free time, we decided to go to Chen’s Restaurant for a hot meal!"
At this point, Zhang Wei’s face flushed with anger, and he continued with a look of utter disgust.
"Who knew that the damn shop assistant was an Evil Cult Cultist!"
"He actually... he actually..."
"Poisoned you?" Su Bai asked in surprise, the words slipping out.
"No!"
"I would’ve fucking preferred it if he had poisoned us!"
"But instead, that bastard..."
Zhang Wei vehemently denied it. Then, clenching his jaw and fists, he spat out each word.
"He added stinking shit to the pork intestines!"
"The hard, dry kind, too!"
"..."
Su Bai was completely stunned.
He couldn’t help but look at Zhang Wei with an expression of pity.
’I’m adding this Chen’s Restaurant to my blacklist immediately!’ he thought.
’Damn!’
’That’s such a low-down, vicious trick!’
"That assistant was a classic case of ’a dead pig isn’t afraid of boiling water.’ He just told us to go ahead and arrest him!"
"He said after he gets out, if he sees us again, he’ll keep mixing shit into our food..."
Zhang Wei was on the verge of tears. "Tell me, is that guy sick in the head or what?!"
Looking at the tearful Zhang Wei, Su Bai was about to offer a few words of comfort.
Suddenly, he seemed to sense something.
"I just remembered, Lord Ning called for me about something. You go on and finish... throwing up!"
After giving a quick excuse, Su Bai’s gaze shifted toward the depths of the prison.
"Oh, right. Remember to mop the floor when you’re done!"
He threw the words over his shoulder as he left.
Before Zhang Wei could even respond,
Su Bai concealed his form with his Divine Thoughts and shot through the prison like smoke, like a dream!
No one was able to sense his passage.
In just a single breath, Su Bai arrived at A-Class Prison, Demon Suppression Zone Two.
Before him, a burly young man was reaching out with a large hand, clawing viciously at a Sealing Array!
’Well now, a prison break happening right inside the prison!’
’And right under my nose, too!’
Su Bai gave him an amused glance.
When he saw the scales appearing on the burly young man’s body and felt the profound Demon Qi, Su Bai was surprised.
’Ho~’
’A big fish from the Divine Platform Realm, no less!’
His figure flickered, and in an instant, he appeared above the burly young man!
Then, as the burly young man watched in horror, Su Bai slowly raised his right hand and nonchalantly reached for the top of his head.
This move!
It was like an Immortal’s Touch!
Sending you to Rebirth!