Wet viviparity

Chapter 816 Swift Sword, Elder Sun

Xia Yujian coiled his beastly body, covered in flowery scales, on the cold jade ground, staring at the list in his hand.

"Three more have been wiped out?!"

The little fish's round pupils suddenly contracted as it stared intently at the floating, luminous silk in front of it.

On the soft silk, the names of the three dragons dimmed and shattered almost simultaneously without warning, turning into ashes.

He endured it with all his might, picked up the temple register beside him, and quickly added a name to the register. It was the name of a rogue cultivator from Daci Village in Xinjiang, which meant that Yunyu Temple had accepted him as a disciple at this moment.

Before long, this new disciple, who was located within the territory but not on the list, was immediately excluded from the territory by the ironclad laws of the region, and then urgently sent into the hall by the demons.

The man looked panicked and terrified. He shouted at the top of his lungs, "Master Jiao... he's exploded! He's like a lump of mud! That Ling Xuzi said something about earth and wood clashing, which counters water, and there's also heavy water. He went berserk! Everyone in the village and town is dead!"

The prawn bit off the man's head, chewing it along with his soul, and reading his memories of Daci Village.

"idiot!"

The pufferfish slapped its long, patterned tail against the ground in frustration, sending up tiny pebbles.

These three dragons came from the Dragon Demon Palace. They had strong physical bodies and were carefully trained by him, who imparted to them all the secrets of the Five Elements Escape Technique, including the principles of mutual generation, restraint, and transformation.

He had hoped they would become the spearhead of this battle, but unexpectedly, after just one exchange, his greed for merit led him to retreat and escape, only to be disintegrated from within by the earth and wood essence hidden in the opponent's divine energy, thus crippling the Water Elemental Flood Dragon's body.

"Hongbo. Wind-Stabilizing Pill!"

The tadpole suddenly raised its head, a hint of panic flashing in its eyes.

That Wind-Stabilizing Pill was no ordinary pill. It was borrowed by the Divine Lord from the Long-Browed Immortal at the Treasure Bridge Cave on Iron Peak Mountain. It was specially designed to subdue all winds in the world and contained a trace of the Daoist principle of stillness. The Divine Lord had borrowed it more than a thousand years ago at the request of Chen Yuanjun of the Thunder Department's Cloud-Walking Division for his alchemy practice.

Over the past few centuries, in order to prevent the Long-Browed Immortal from returning the Wind-Stabilizing Pill, the God Lord has given up many benefits.

Using this treasure here to deal with Ling Xuzi's elusive and renowned Six Elemental Divine Force is a perfect remedy, but what if...
Xia Yu shook his head, recalling the all-knowing yet noncommittal gaze of the God Lord when he asked for the Wind-Fixing Pill. He knew that if he lost this battle, everything would be over, so he no longer cared about the Long-Browed Immortal.

"Hongbo, use Dan! You must take him down."

"I hate it," Xia Yu said inwardly.

Daci Village, outside the village market, a watchtower.

The watchtower where Zhao Chi was located was six zhang away from Zi Wu Jian Jiang, which meant that he was not within the casting range of Zi Wu Jian Jiang's extraordinary treasure.

For Zhao Chi, who possessed the divine chariot, he did not believe in the warrior's double-headed magic arrow; he only believed in his own divine chariot, a trust that even surpassed his trust in his own cultivation.

However, to be honest, his physical cultivation level, although comparable to that of the fourth-level Golden Core cultivator, is simply not enough in this situation.

Upon seeing the three dragons dead, he was already sitting on the divine chariot, ready to flee at any moment, having completely forgotten any thoughts of repaying the sect leader.

Amidst the ruins of the village, the horrifying "human carpets" were everywhere. In some places, the "human carpets" were piled up to a foot thick, turning from red to black. This place was now completely silent, devoid of the bustling atmosphere of just moments before.

In the dense caves high up in Daci Village, some Tianteng Mountain immortals were casting their gazes, but none of them dared to intervene, even though a massacre had already broken out there.

In the thin mist of the One Yuan Heavy Water, Master Lingxu's figure remained as upright as a solitary peak, holding a sword in one hand, as if the previous magical battle was merely a warm-up before the real battle, which Zhao Chi found extremely absurd.

Ji Ming drew his sword and stepped forward, closing in on Hongbo Tongzi.

Even as the illusory shadows of the side paths around him gradually faded, Ji Ming still walked very slowly, swinging the Netherworld Sword back and forth in his hand like a toy.

As Hongbo Tongzi watched Lingxu Fashi approach step by step, ripples of water rose beneath him, eventually reaching Lingxu Fashi's feet, and then the water level increased.

He sat on the water and said, "I was originally a spirit of the lingering mist on the lake. Fortunately, I was taken in by my master, 'Man Shenying,' and listed as one of the four fierce children of the Cloud and Rain Temple. Later, I learned a book called 'The True Water Scripture,' and refined the Filthy Water Elixir, which gradually allowed me to command thousands of waters and hundreds of mists."

Unfortunately, I only learned the basics of my master's ultimate technique, Gui Water Yin Thunder.

Ji Ming walked on the water, listening, when suddenly he stopped and looked down.

Beneath the water, there were many refined Yin lightning bolts, densely packed underwater in the form of jet-black stars, numbering no less than three hundred. If they were to explode together, not only would Daci Village be destroyed, but it could even affect the nearby Poison Yang Sha Cave.

“I know your most obvious weakness is not in your supernatural powers, but in that evil acupoint.”

Unfortunately, that weakness at most makes you hesitant to act, but it can't destroy you completely.

"Now, Master, please be careful, and even more careful. These three hundred and thirty-three Black Yuan Yin Thunderbolts may not kill you, but they can hinder the refinement of your magical treasures."

Ji Ming slightly raised his sword. Seeing this, Hongbo Tongzi knew that the Lingxu Master was under threat, so he opened his mouth and spat out six or seven children. These children had been soaked in water inside Hongbo Tongzi's body and had turned white. As soon as the children were spat out and saw the light of day again, they fell into the water beneath Hongbo Tongzi and struggled amidst the imminent threat of dark thunder.

Hongbo Tongzi tugged at the necklace around his neck and patted his exposed belly, saying, "Grandpa, I still have many children in my belly. I know you can tolerate the normal loss of life during a battle, especially those strong men and women."

"Crack! Crack!"

After patting his belly twice more, Hongbo Tongzi said, "But these are all children who haven't grown up yet. They are young and innocent. From the perspective of human morality, even if you, Master Lingxu, know that innocent people will inevitably be hurt in a battle, I'm afraid you would find it difficult to directly use poison now!"

"How can Heaven tolerate you doing this?"

Ji Ming paused in raising his sword and asked calmly.

"The heavens are too vast, and I am too small, just like how you would look down at ants on a daily basis!"

The concept of divine punishment has misled us, making us believe that Heaven is benevolent and moral, leading us to actively imbue Heaven with many beautiful and positive imaginings. But does Heaven truly conform to our imagination?!

Hongbo Tongzi pulled the children out of the water and gathered them in a circle around him, stroking each of their wet heads.

"When Taiping Mountain declines in the south, when a thousand years have passed, I will rewrite this history. And when the next dynasty comes, I will make the world rewrite this history. I will have plenty of time to make amends."

Hongbo Tongzi suddenly looked at Elder Sun and angrily asked in his voice, "Elder Sun, what are you doing?"

Although the Three Dragon Brothers are dead and Master Lingxu seems to have just started to fight seriously, it does not mean that they have no chance of winning. At this time, no one should act rashly, especially Elder Sun of the Little Stone Holy Sect who has just joined.

Hidden at the edge of the heavy mist, Elder Sun's old eyes were fixed on Ji Ming, his pupils churning with indescribable horror.

Just recently, when Master Lingxu absorbed the essence of the underground fire to solidify his divine energy, Elder Sun keenly sensed a fleeting glimmer of energy.

He seemed to have experienced the method of Master Lingxu to subdue fire energy before, and had an extremely deep impression of it.

I remember that after I refined a desired demon fetus in the East Sea, I traveled thousands of miles to Liling to ask the sect leader for the invisible demon-refining fire token so that I could refine the demon fetus into the ashes of the natal demon talisman and complete the final step.

Right there on that fire token, he sensed this aura, invisible and intangible, yet incredibly hot. In all his life experience, he had never seen anyone in the world, apart from the sect leader, who had mastered such a unique fire technique.

"How is this possible?" An incredibly terrifying thought almost burst through his skull, "Could it be that the sect leader and this Lingxu Master... No! This is absolutely impossible, it must be that this fiend stole the sect leader's techniques."

Either possibility is enough to stir up a storm in one's heart.

The potential consequences of these events could be devastating, and he had to reaffirm his decision.

Beneath the water where Ji Ming stood, greenish-yellow willow roots pierced through the deep water, taking root in the ruins of the village, drawing upon the essence of the Earth element.

Meanwhile, Elder Sun was secretly channeling the power of the Five Elements Fusion Technique, manipulating the surging fire energy, intending to melt the ground where the willow roots were planted. He was trying to repeat his old trick to force Master Lingxu to subdue the fire energy again, so that he could see the true nature of the fire.

"Elder Sun!"

Hongbo Tongzi's voice, filled with shock and anger, resounded in Elder Sun's mind once again.

"I'm confirming something."

As soon as Elder Sun replied, he saw the sword in Master Lingxu's hand flash.

He felt a sting on his waist and looked down at the very thin red line on his waist.

The red line initially appeared eerily harmless, as if it could be wiped away in an instant, but in the blink of an eye, it was forced open by the gushing internal organs and blood.

In the blink of an eye, a single sword stroke severed him at the waist.

"Sun"

Before Hongbo Tongzi could be too surprised, the sword in Lingxu Master's hand flashed again.

Hongbo Tongzi realized that it wasn't the sword flashing, but rather a fleeting illusion caused by the instantaneous slash and return of the flying sword.

The moment this thought crossed his mind, the protective water ripples and heavy water mist, along with the children, still blocked his way, and his solid childlike body remained unchanged.

"I didn't."

The moment this thought crossed his mind, his body suddenly exploded into a thick, murky cloud of water mist. Behind him, the remaining half of the stone wall had already silently split in two, the cut surfaces as smooth as mirrors.

"My body died before I even realized it!"

(End of this chapter)