Jackie Chan Adventures: I have everything I need now

Chapter 158 Daolong: Old man, insatiable greed!

Abandoned parking lot.

Blood-red clouds spread across the sky, engulfing the entire world, and their source was right here.

Blood clouds, resembling a deep-sea vortex, appeared in the vast sky, streaks of crimson divine lightning struck the earth, and countless breezes stirred.

"Boss, the transformation should be complete soon, right?!"

Hanbing turned to look at the boxer Viper and said.

"Judging from the current situation, it should be soon!"

"Our time is coming!"

"I'll see who dares to call me a pizza delivery boy now!" the boxer Viper replied, a scornful smile playing on his icy eyes.

Then, the three waited quietly until the little demon dragon had completely absorbed the eight great demonic energies and descended into the world.

Meanwhile, in the 13th District prison.

"Old man, no matter what you say, I won't tell you!" Dao Long said with a look of disdain.

"Don't you want revenge?!" The old man looked puzzled.

"Revenge? What revenge are you talking about!"

"My relationship with Demon Dragon is just a partnership. So what if he abandons me?" Daolong said with a sneer, while inwardly he was furious.

He was just a hair's breadth away from gathering the black energy of heaven and earth once more. At that point, how could this dilapidated cell possibly hold him back?!
"He abandoned you, ultimately obtaining the eight great demonic energies, and is about to transform into the ruler of the world. Don't you have any resentment at all?"

The old man sighed. Logically speaking, how could he not seek revenge after an ally betrays him?

But Dao Long didn't see it that way; he only thought he was inferior in skill.

He had killed his father's master, the Grand Mage, yet he lost to this disciple, utterly disgracing himself.

"So what if you have complaints?"

Dao Long countered with a mocking smile, "Little Demon Dragon, he is not a demon lord born from the rules of heaven and earth. After absorbing the power of the eight great demonic energies, he will be able to break the rules of the world, but he will still have to abide by the rules of the world!"

"What do you mean?" the old man asked, puzzled.

"I have a spell here that can turn beings of the level of demon lords into stone statues. If you release me, I will give it to you."

At this moment, Dao Long finally revealed his purpose.

"Does such magic exist?" The old man's knowledge was a bit limited; how could such magic possibly exist?!
"Of course! The founder of this magic was none other than Lope, the Saint Seiya who destroyed the Dragon Dynasty!"

"He once turned Ximu, one of the eight great demons and the Lord of Heaven, into a stone statue, weakening its power and rendering it powerless to resist, turning it into a pure stone statue."

Upon hearing this, the old man's eyes widened slightly.

"Well, old man, if you let me go, I, Daolong, can give you this spell!"

"You should know that even if I don't have magic now, I am still in the hands of the most vicious black magic wizard, and I am proficient in all kinds of ancient spells."

"If the process of casting those spells wasn't too troublesome and didn't yield what I wanted, I wouldn't have bothered to steal the eight great demonic energies."

After Daolong finished speaking, his father fell silent, unsure how to respond.

Get your hands on this spell, and then let the Blade Dragon leave?!

Once this condition is met, it is possible.

The problem is, what if this spell doesn't work on the demon dragon? Wouldn't that be a double loss?!
"No, the success rate of this spell is not high. You must come up with another reliable spell for this matter to be accomplished!" the old man said in a deep voice, his attitude already made clear in his words.

If Daolong comes up with a second spell that can break the Demon Dragon's spell, this condition is not impossible to agree to.

"Old man, you're too greedy!" Dao Long's face darkened, and his tone became icy.

Seeing this, the old man thought it was impossible for the matter to succeed, but unexpectedly, Daolong changed his tone and actually agreed to his insatiable request. "There is another spell that can seal the little demon dragon, but the probability is the same as the first spell, not high, is it..." Daolong stopped abruptly.

"What curse?!" the old man asked anxiously.

"Old man, you can try it. It's a sealing curse left behind by the eight ancient immortal gods."

"I understand what you mean, but the person who casts this spell doesn't match." A look of confusion flashed across the old man's eyes.

The sealing spells left behind by the eight ancient immortal gods each correspond to a specific hexagram and can seal the eight demon lords.

The problem is that the Demon Dragon is not one of the eight Demon Lords, so how could the sealing spell possibly work on him?

"The Demon Dragon is the son of the Fire Lord, and they are connected by blood."

"The spell used by the ancient immortal god Lü Dongbin to seal the Lord of Fire might be used on the little demon dragon."

"After all, the Fire Lord and the Demon Dragon are connected by blood."

After saying this, the old man did not respond, but slightly moved his body aside to open the entrance to the prison door.

Seeing this, Daolong slowly stepped forward. Just as he stepped out of the cell door, his wrist was grabbed by his father. "There's one more thing, Daolong. It seems you haven't told your father what the spell for the first method is."

"The old man is quite alert."

Dao Long didn't pay any attention and casually mentioned the events recorded in ancient records, as well as the method of casting the Lope Curse recorded in the Saint Seiya Dynasty.

Upon hearing this, the old man released Daolong's wrist, letting him step out of the prison.

As soon as he stepped out of the room where he had been imprisoned for so long, a soft light flashed on his sword, and with a wave of his hand, a demonic staff appeared.

However, the staff only appeared as an illusion.

Dao Long's face was somewhat weak and pale, but with a slight wave of his staff, he transformed into demonic flames and dissipated in District Thirteen.

The old man, who witnessed all of this, had a look of shock in his eyes.

Know what this means.

If he had arrived any later, Daolong could have escaped the Thirteenth District prison by using the black energy he had gathered in a short time.

By then, how could he possibly know about these two possible ways to defeat the demon dragon?

"Alas, the balance of Yin and Yang has been broken by the Demon Dragon. Father needs to gather manpower to defeat the Demon Dragon."

As he spoke, the old man arrived at the spot where demonic energy had once been stored. Looking at the empty corner and then at the magical artifact that extracted demonic energy, he sighed.

This thing cannot extract all eight demonic energies of the demon dragon at the same time, otherwise Dad wouldn't be so worried.

"Dad, did you see where Daolong ran off to?!"

Blake rushed over, extremely anxious after discovering that Daolong was missing.

This was the leader of the Dark Wizards, who had caused them a lot of trouble. Now that he had disappeared, who knows what kind of misfortune he might bring in the future.

"Daolong was released by my father. His freedom was exchanged for two spells that could potentially defeat the demon dragon."

Upon hearing this, Blake breathed a sigh of relief.

Compared to the Blade Dragon, the Demon Dragon is more troublesome.

"In that case, I'll go take care of other things!" Blake said, and then left.

He was going to entertain the Super Soldier Company from the Chinese mainland, along with the Star Destroyer Cannon they brought, and people from other forces.

　Still typing, because I'm considering two different approaches, so I'll type a little slower.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)