Wet viviparity

Chapter 917 Assassination Plot, Inscription on the Fan
Dragon Palace, nestled within a hundred-acre bed of shells.

While everyone waited for Zhang Xiaoyuan to place the treasure coins, Xiao Chenlong took a deep breath; he had already arrived at the place closest to Ling Xuzi.

He knew that if he were to make a move, he had to deal with the Taoists surrounding Ling Xuzi, especially the one who had been watching him. That Taoist was wearing a red cloak, sitting cross-legged with his eyes lowered, looking just like a statue in a temple.

For some reason, he felt that this person looked somewhat familiar.

At this moment, at the prompting of his confidant, he looked towards his father.

He noticed that his father, his palace ministers, the Dragon Princess and Dragon Granny, his bream admiral, carp general, all the alligator god general and turtle spirit commander, and none of them paid any attention to him.

In an instant, his face flushed red. He understood that his father had never intended to take his advice and let him be the first to act, but he knew that he couldn't do it and that he would cherish his life when it came to the crucial moment.

"Father, you have misjudged me."

With bloodshot eyes, Xiao Chenlong ignored his confidants' advice and stopped approaching cautiously, heading straight for him.

The moment he approached Lingxuzi, You Rongzi stood up abruptly, and a miniature spiritual river, like a ribbon, appeared around him, with the sound of surging waves rising from it. Just as he was about to shout to stop the approaching dragon prince, a figure appeared behind the dragon prince.

Seeing this, You Rongzi breathed a sigh of relief, and a cold sweat unknowingly appeared on his forehead.

He was able to master the Three-Three Bends of the Spirit River in the Heavenly River Chapter of the "Nine-Bend Heavenly River True Method" entirely thanks to the help of two aquatic friends from the East Sea Dragon Palace and the Lijiang Water Palace who were also cultivating on Xiaolang Mountain. He really didn't want to have a conflict with these two families unless absolutely necessary.

He had heard of Xiao Chenlong's reputation and had even seen him once outside Xiaolang Mountain. He was exceptionally talented, but unfortunately, he was arrogant and always wanted to restore the Dragon Palace's former glory, which made him act extremely impulsively.

Xiao Chenlong stepped forward and drew out the magical treasure, the Water and Fire God Fan, from his back.

Mi Posuo, Wen Daoyu, and the others had long sensed the little dragon's ill intentions, but they hadn't expected it to dare to come and commit violence so openly. They all became alert and on guard, while the six immortals of the Spirit Court also cast their gazes at the little dragon.

“As long as I take action, the Dragon Palace will be implicated. Father will have no choice but to take action, even if he doesn’t want to.”

Xiao Chenlong was determined, encouraging himself in his heart, "If we tolerate this Mirage Lord being treated like this in the palace today, the Dragon Palace's reputation will become even more disgraceful, and in the future, even the many heretical sects, old demons and ruthless monsters in the East Sea will not be able to suppress him."

Even if we cannot kill the Little Saint Lingxu today, we can still set an example in the palace, guide the tide, and force Father to stop being subservient.

Xiao Chenlong advanced, panting heavily. Everyone in the cabinet turned towards him, while the immortals and gods watched from all sides. The Dragon Lord and his ministers remained silent, while Ji Ming sat on his throne, head bowed in thought, his primordial spirit still communicating with the God of Pupils, completely ignoring the commotion outside.

"Something's wrong!

Something's not right!

Once within ten steps of Ling Xuzi, Xiao Chenlong, under immense pressure, became anxious and hesitant, his old habit of being cautious about his own safety when undertaking great tasks resurfaced.

"What if I take action and my father stands by indifferently, leaving me unable to escape unscathed?"

I've heard that even the Divine Mother highly values ​​Lingxuzi, often summoning him to play chess in the Taiyin Palace. He's also a close relative of the late Qingtian Emperor's former minister, the Pleiades Star Official, and has a very close relationship with the White Crane Ancestor of the Longevity Palace. Moreover, he can freely command the two Southern Ghost Kings. These immortals and gods will surely retaliate against me afterward; how can I possibly resist?"

With a "snap," an arm reached out from behind and draped over Xiao Chenlong's shoulder.

The one who grabbed him was none other than Zhu Tao, the auspicious bird with the horse's head from Tianteng Mountain.

"It's you!"

Xiao Chenlong recognized this person from the Feng family. His father often compared him to himself. It was said that this person was extremely skilled in fire-elemental escape techniques. When he reached the mid-stage of the fifth realm of the fetal spirit and was working on the "Five Elements Reversal" course, he had already exhausted the power of reversal in fire and metal escape techniques and obtained the "Planting Golden Lotus in Fire" reversal great escape technique.

Zhu Tao didn't speak, and let go of Xiao Chenlong's arm. At this moment, Xiao Chenlong realized that he had unknowingly arrived in front of Ling Xuzi, within five steps, and he could see the subtle expression on Ling Xuzi's face.

Above his head, a divine centipede, which had appeared out of nowhere, was waving its hundred arms and slowly descending from the dome, coldly staring at him. The vast and profound Buddhist teachings were constantly pressing down on his external protective magic.

On either side of Lingxuzi's throne stood a person watching him.

One of the compassionate female Taoists, sitting cross-legged on Kira's golden-eyed, red-maned horse, held a golden bottle and shook her head at him without saying a word.

Another one pointed at him sharply, unleashing immense divine power that crashed down, crushing layers of protective magic and instantly pinning him to the ground, revealing his true dragon form. His dragon tail swept across the shell bed, making him appear extremely disheveled.

Xiao Chenlong's trusted confidants were about to come to his rescue when they suddenly saw Ling Xuzi rise from his seat, and they all reacted as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Rain Master, please stop. Let me ask him a question," Ji Ming said to the Thunder God beside him.

This thunder god was none other than Chen Yuanjun, the rain master who had been demoted. He said, "I am now the Thunder General, so please be careful how you address me, little saint."

"The Rain Master is now a member of the Spirit Court. In the future, when the various sects of Tiannan prosper, you will surely make a great contribution. It is only a matter of time before you are reinstated to your original position."

Hearing Ling Xuzi's almost promise-like words on this occasion, Chen Yuanjun felt relieved. It was not in vain that he had shamelessly flattered Ling Xuzi. He continued, "Why waste words with him, little saint? Send this dragon to the Dragon Slaughtering Platform and then question it. That will surely please you."

Upon hearing the name of the Dragon-Slaying Platform, the dragon princes and princesses in the Dragon Palace trembled, their bones went weak and their muscles went numb, and their pleading voices fell silent.

"I...I'd like to ask the young sage to appraise this fan!"

As if struck by a sudden inspiration, Xiao Chenlong held up his Water and Fire Divine Fan and spoke.

"Appreciation".

Ji Ming's tone was full of amusement.

He glanced at the old dragon, not wanting to pursue the matter further. The little dragon in front of him wasn't worth his attention, and besides, there was still the treasure hunt to come, so it wasn't good to make things awkward here. He nodded and smiled, "I thought you were here to offer this magic treasure."

"Haha, if Little Saint likes it, why not take it?"

Old Dragon Lord laughed.

"No need, I won't take what others love."

Xiao Chenlong chuckled twice, his dragon face turning bright red, and said again, "Please, Little Saint, inscribe something on this fan."

Upon hearing this, Ji Ming coldly looked at Xiao Chenlong. In an instant, several gazes fell on the dragon, and the gazes turned into tangible pressure, pressing the dragon's body into the shell bed little by little.

“Golden Boy.” At this moment, the master sitting beside him spoke up. She had already seen that Ji Ming had no intention of pursuing the matter, so she took a moment of kindness and said, “Why don’t you write a few words to show your leniency and demonstrate the benevolence of your Tiannan Orthodox Sect?”

"Disciple understands." Upon hearing the master's words, Ji Ming put away his fierce aura and smiled at the master, "I was just trying to scare him. Everyone knows that I came from the Fire Ruins Cave and have always been compassionate and lenient."

As soon as he finished speaking, voices of agreement rose from all around. The leaders of the various sects were unwilling to keep a straight face and echoed the lighthearted tone in Ling Xuzi's words.

Ji Ming took Xiao Chenlong's precious fan and transformed his Yuanbi Yuanyi into a brush, writing four characters on the fan surface: "Lingxu Imperial Decree".

(End of this chapter)