Peerless Tang Sect: Hurricane Infinite Wind

Chapter 429 The Hua Family of Dragon and Wolf
The massive body of the Six-Legged Crocodile King crashed to the ground. Its body, which had originally shone with a pale golden luster, became shriveled, and the scales on its body burst open, revealing pale red chunks of flesh, in which even the blood was no longer present.

Wang Qiu'er floated silently in the air, like a statue. At this moment, her whole body was glowing with an eerie red light, as if she were soaking in blood.

However, this state only lasted for a few seconds before Wang Qiu'er returned to her previous state.

"What's going on here?" Wu Xuan looked at Wang Qiu'er and then at the six-legged crocodile king that had fallen into the sea, and fell into deep thought.

Wang Qiu'er put away the Golden Dragon Spear, her expression filled with barely suppressed excitement: "Ever since I saw this group of sea spirit beasts, I've had a desire to kill them all. At first, I didn't understand what this desire was, but now I do."

"What do you understand?" Wu Xuan asked curiously. The group of six-legged dragon crocodiles had been scattered at first, but Wang Qiu'er still wouldn't let them go, which was very abnormal.

"These sea spirit beasts possess a trace of mountain dragon blood, which my bloodline yearned for, so I devoured them." Wang Qiu'er said calmly, as if she were talking about something insignificant.

"I'm asking if there's a possibility, just one possibility, that all the powerful soul beasts on this Meteor Dragon Continent possess the dragon bloodline you mentioned!" Wu Xuan reminded him.

Wang Qiu'er was stunned for a moment, but then an irrepressible excitement surged through her as she looked intently at Wu Xuan: "You have to help me!"

"Help you with what? You don't mean you want to kill all the soul beasts with dragon blood, do you?" Wu Xuan said, rubbing his forehead.

“No need for that. I only kill top-tier soul beasts with mountain dragon bloodline and golden dragon bloodline!” Wang Qiu’er said after thinking for a moment.

"Is it really necessary?" Wu Xuan was speechless.

“You don’t understand. No one can withstand the test of bloodline sublimation. Not even me.” Wang Qiu’er shook her head and looked at Wu Xuan again. “So, will you help me or not?”

Wu Xuan looked up, his gaze drifting northwards instead of towards Wang Qiu'er, and then said, "Then come with me to a place first, and I'll help you no matter how much trouble it is afterward."

“Okay! It’s a deal. So where are we going now?” Wang Qiu’er asked very seriously.

Wu Xuan smiled slightly and said, "The North!"

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The beaches of the Meteor Dragon Continent were no different from those Wu Xuan had seen in his previous life. If there was any difference, it was that the seashells and coconut trees on the beaches of the Meteor Dragon Continent were several times larger than those in his previous life.

Now that he'd seen it, Wu Xuan naturally had to pick it and try it!

Standing on a coconut tree, Wu Xuan sipped coconut juice while observing this unknown new continent. As far as the eye could see, the forest stretched out, a scene teeming with life, and the mountain ranges stretched out in all directions, seemingly without end.

Who would have thought that the Star Luo Continent, ten thousand years later, would be a primeval forest at this time! Thinking of this, Wu Xuan couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

By the time the two officially set off, it was nearly noon. Facing this unknown forest, they naturally couldn't fly openly through the air, as that would expose themselves and easily invite danger.

Upon entering the forest, Wu Xuan naturally led the way, maximizing his aura perception. The obvious soul beast footprints on the ground forced the two of them to proceed with caution.

As he traveled along the way, Wu Xuan was amazed by the diversity of soul beasts on the Meteor Dragon Continent.

As night once again descended from the sky, its somber hue enveloped heaven and earth, transforming the primeval forest into a different scene. In about half a day, Wu Xuan and his companion had covered nearly three hundred kilometers at their peak, a remarkably fast pace.

On a hillside covered with ruins, a campfire crackled, and two figures sat quietly cross-legged beside it, their faces calm, showing no sign of panic despite the roars of the soul beasts that echoed through the night.

Firstly, there was no aura of a soul beast older than 100,000 years within a radius of several thousand meters. Secondly, Wang Qiu'er possessed the powerful dragon bloodline of the Golden Dragon, and the aura she exuded made ordinary, weak soul beasts dare not approach her.

Due to a series of coincidences, Wu Xuan and his companion naturally became a bit arrogant, and started a fire to cook right there in the primeval forest.

Wu Xuan stretched by the campfire and said with a smile, "At our pace, we should be able to reach our destination the day after tomorrow."

"What exactly is that place you're going to? Is it worth all this attention?" Wang Qiu'er asked curiously.

"It's a secret!" Wu Xuan shook his head slightly and didn't elaborate.

"Hmph! Fine, don't tell me if you don't want to." Wang Qiu'er pouted.

Wu Xuan simply smiled at this. The inheritance of a deity was no small matter, and he couldn't possibly tell everyone everything.

The two looked at each other in silence. Wu Xuan, bored, picked up a stick and poked at the campfire in front of him. Suddenly, the stick in Wu Xuan's hand paused slightly, and his brows furrowed.

At the same time, Wang Qiu'er also sensed something, raised her head, and looked into the darkness of the dense forest ahead, where a series of slightly hurried footsteps were coming.

The two exchanged a glance, their expressions remaining largely unchanged, because the approaching auras were not those of soul beasts, but rather those of humans from the Meteor Dragon Continent.

The campfire flickered, and after a moment, several figures finally emerged from the darkness.

Seven figures emerged from the darkness. The first man was quite burly, with a rugged appearance, and his cultivation was the strongest, at the Soul Saint level. As for the remaining figures, apart from one who was relatively young, the rest were all elderly, their bodies seemingly shrouded in a powerful aura of bloodlust.

Wu Xuan glanced at the seven people, his gaze lingering only on the young man for a moment before he lowered his eyes slightly, showing little interest. He looked to be eighteen or nineteen years old, with only the cultivation level of a Soul Master; in Shrek Academy, he wouldn't even be able to enter the inner courtyard.

"Young friends, may I ask which family's talented young men you are? I am Hua Qun from the Hua family of Dragon Wolf City. This gentleman beside me is Hua Xingyun, the young patriarch of my clan," the burly middle-aged man said, bowing.

The moment the young man named Hua Xingyun saw Wang Qiu'er, his eyes practically popped out of his head, staring intently as if he wanted to devour her whole.

"Your eyes disgust me." Wang Qiu'er frowned, her voice instantly turning several degrees colder.

"You!!" Hua Xingyun was instantly enraged. No woman had ever dared to offend him like this before, no matter how beautiful she was.

"What? You want to fight!" Wang Qiu'er stood up and twisted her wrist. Two yellow, two purple, and two black soul rings rose instantly from her feet. The aura that burst forth at that moment forced the group of seven to retreat.

"Soul Emperor?" the five guards exclaimed in unison.

(End of this chapter)