Douluo: The Demon Swordsman of Tianshui Academy

Arctic Icefield
A ray of sword light crossed the pure white sky.

"Boom!" A huge cold dragon slammed heavily on the ice field.

"Are you convinced?"

Meng Qiu stepped on the huge body of the cold dragon, and the tip of the Frost and Snow Sword in his hand pointed directly at the huge dragon head.

The sword light flickered and in an instant the cold dragon's head was separated.

"I give in, I give in!" The cold dragon spoke in human language and begged for mercy, fearing that the cold sword would fall.

[The Fourth of the Nine Tests of the Ice God: Unifying the Far North]

[Current progress: 80%]

Hearing the progress reminder in his mind, Meng Qiu put down the sword in his hand.

He has already visited the Ice Scorpion and Ice Bear tribes, which are easier to subdue.

With Bingdi and Xiaobai stepping forward, it was easy to make them surrender.

Afterwards, Meng Qiu, under the leadership of Xue Di, went to other races that existed in the far north.

Most of them cooperated for Xue Di's sake, but of course there were still some tough nuts to crack.

For that kind of situation, Meng Qiu dealt with it just like he did with this cold dragon.

In the world of soul beasts, fists are the only way.

The progress has now reached 80%, and only 20% is left to complete the exam.

What is giving Meng Qiu a headache now is not conquering them, but finding those hidden races.

In addition to those races with fixed territories, there are also many races with no fixed place to live in the Far North.

These soul beasts are the most troublesome. Even Snow Emperor, the king of the Far North, is not clear about their locations.

Meng Qiu could only let those races that had been conquered take action and search together.

This cold dragon was hiding in a cold pond to practice and was discovered by an ice scorpion.

Things here have been dealt with and we are ready to go home.

Meng Qiu was not in a hurry either. After all, there was still a long time before the deadline for the divine test. Relying on these conquered races, he would be able to find those hidden soul beast races and powerful men one by one sooner or later.

Meng Qiu didn't know that his order would scare the forces of the city-states near the Far North.

Such large-scale movements suddenly occurred in the usually peaceful Far North, causing them to think for a moment that a beast tide was coming.

The military strength of the city-states in the Far North near the major empires has been significantly increased.

Some soul masters living near the Far North who relied on hunting soul beasts in the Far North to obtain soul rings were forced to stop hunting, fearing that they would not be able to get out once they entered, and could only run to other soul beast forests to hunt.

But Mengqiu doesn't care about them.

"Sir..." Han Jiao's cautious voice came.

"Is there something?" Meng Qiu stopped and glanced over.

The cold red eyes made Han Jiao feel cold in his heart, and he quickly explained:
"My lord, I want to follow you!"

As a hundred thousand year old soul beast, the cold dragon has the same intelligence as humans.

After being defeated, it saw Meng Qiu's potential.

It saw hope of transforming into a dragon in this human!

Isn't the reason why the cold dragon stayed in this cold pond for a thousand years just to transform into a dragon?
But thousands of years of practice did not give it hope of transforming into a dragon, but this human who defeated it made it see it.

Therefore, Han Jiao naturally did not want to miss this opportunity easily.

For it, transforming into a dragon is a fatal temptation!
Faced with Han Jiao's surrender, Meng Qiu also became somewhat interested.

He had subdued many hundred thousand year soul beasts, but this was the first one like Han Jiao that voluntarily surrendered after being subdued.

A hundred thousand year old soul beast could be considered a good helper, and was barely qualified to be the guardian beast of the Ice Spirit Temple.

Thinking of this, Meng Qiu nodded slightly: "Follow me."

Upon hearing this, Han Jiao was overjoyed and hurriedly followed.

Meng Qiu frowned slightly: "Change your look." "Yes, yes!"

A layer of white light covered the cold dragon's body, and its huge body gradually shrank.

Soon, a young man with dragon horns on his head walked out.

Meng Qiu couldn't help but laugh. It seemed that this cold dragon was quite obsessed with transforming into a dragon. It even specially conjured up a pair of dragon horns in order to transform into a human form.

It turns out that the cold dragon does not have horns, and the two on its head are just protrusions at most.

But Mengqiu didn't say anything. It's a good thing to have dreams.

Above the Cold Pond
Qian Renxue and others were waiting upstairs.

Seeing Meng Qiu coming up, Qian Renxue hurriedly went up to him and asked with concern:
"How about it?"

Meng Qiu smiled back and pointed behind him.

Qian Renxue and others then noticed that there was a strange man behind Meng Qiu.

Xue Di recognized the man's identity at a glance and was a little surprised:

"Are you the cold dragon in the cold pond?"

Han Jiao also recognized Xue Di's identity and felt even more fortunate.

I didn’t expect that this human, oh no, the master could even take down this big guy. His future is so bright!

Han Jiao seemed to have seen Hualong waving at him, and couldn't help but grin foolishly.

Snow Emperor frowned.

Why does this dragon look like its brain is not working well? Could it be that Lord Meng has hit its head hard?

"Why are you grinning like an idiot?" Meng Qiu punched Han Jiao on the head in annoyance.

Han Jiao quickly stopped smiling.

"Madams, you can just call me Xiaohan. I will follow the master from now on. I hope you can take good care of me."

The hundred thousand year old cold dragon looked just like a pug at this moment.

Being called mistress, Xue Di's expression changed slightly, but for some reason she did not refute.

Meng Qiu didn't pay attention to this problem, but was a little troubled by the unreliability of this new brother.

Instead, Liu Shuang glanced at her with a strange look, but didn't say much.

"Han Jiao, do you know of any other hundred thousand year old soul beasts that have been practicing in seclusion like you?"

Meng Qiu asked.

They are all hundred thousand year old soul beasts, so I think they should know one or two.

"My Lord, I know this very well!" Han Jiao decisively betrayed the "good friend" he had known over the years.

"In the south of the Far North, there is a 100,000-year-old snow tiger."

"And there's a 100,000-year-old ice shark under the ice to the southwest."

"Also, there is a 100,000-year-old red ice toad in an iceberg not far from the snow tiger's activity area!"

Han Jiao confessed all the information he knew without any hesitation.

Anyway, it also understood that even if Meng Qiu knew their location, he could only go over and defeat them, and there would be no danger to their lives.

In this case, there will naturally be no psychological burden in selling it.

It was beaten. As a friend, is it reasonable not to enjoy the same treatment?
Obviously unreasonable!
Han Jiao thought righteously in his heart.

"Well done." Meng Qiu threw a ten thousand year old red fruit from the soul guide to Han Jiao with satisfaction.

He hasn't fought these ones yet, so he thinks he will be almost there after he finishes fighting them.

"Thank you, Lord, for your gift!"

Han Jiao took the Ten Thousand Year Red Fruit and was overjoyed!
It now hates that it knows too few hermit soul beasts!

(End of this chapter)