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Chapter 348 The Vast River Flows On, A Single Hand Subdues a Dragon (Part Two)

They met in a narrow alley.

Cui Yunqi was startled.

But then they saw that the one rushing towards the Yuancang River in the wind and rain was none other than Ning Siyu!

Unlike Cui Yunqi's heroic act of running with his sword, Ning Siyu held a precious umbrella, under which there was no wind or rain, and a faint, clear light enveloped him.

Cui Yunqi paused slightly, looked up at Ning Siyu, and said with a slightly tilted gaze:
"Brother Ning, it's you too! Are you also going to Yuancang River to slay the dragon?"

Ning Siyu was dressed in white, his hair even loose. Although his movements while holding the umbrella seemed calm, his appearance made him look like he had just woken up from bed.

That's right, Ning Siyu went straight to sleep after the exam and hasn't woken up yet this morning.

If it weren't for the storm raging on the Yuancang River, he might not have woken up.

So he walked quickly with his hair down, not having had time to put on an outer garment or tie it up.

Ning Siyu said calmly, "Brother Cui, if you can slay the dragon, why can't I?"

Cui Yunqi chuckled, intending to mock him further, but faced with the raging storm, he remembered that this man had not fled in cowardice, but had chosen to stand up amidst the raging waves.

Cui Yunqi's sarcastic remark, which was on the tip of his tongue, turned into a single sentence:
"With our cultivation level, we can't slay any dragons, Brother Ning. Could it be that you possess some kind of family heirloom treasure, which is why you dare to face that evil path?"

“Yes.” Cui Yunqi said casually, but Ning Siyu admitted it directly, “This Great Luo Misty Umbrella is a protective treasure passed down in my Ning family for hundreds of years.”

This umbrella can protect against water and wind, and keep all evil spirits away.

"Brother Cui, would you like to come under my umbrella? I'll shelter you from the wind and rain; you can use whatever methods you have, without worrying about defense."

As Ning Siyu spoke, he gently tilted the umbrella towards Cui Yunqi.

Cui Yunqi gritted his teeth and stepped into the area covered by the clear light of the treasure umbrella.

In an instant, the wind and rain all around seemed to have stopped, and even the sound of the torrential rain seemed to have become quieter.

The umbrella truly is a treasure!
In the rain, the sound of two young people talking back and forth could be heard as they ran quickly.

Ning Siyu said in surprise, "Brother Cui, I didn't expect you to actually come under my umbrella. What? Aren't you afraid I'll use this precious umbrella to harm you?"

Cui Yunqi said, "If you employ someone, you trust them; if you don't trust someone, you don't employ them. With this great disaster upon us, if you, Ning, dare to travel, then I, Cui, dare to trust you!"

"Such generosity and magnanimity, could this be the meaning of the poem Brother Cui just recited: 'Three cups of wine and a promise is made, the Five Sacred Mountains are as light as a feather'?"

"And there's no wine right now..."

"But Brother Cui's heroic spirit remains!"

Their conversation seemed to be both a playful banter and a mutual compliment.

Later, as they ran through the rain, they suddenly burst into laughter again.

They continued until they passed through the streets and rushed out of the city gates, where they encountered dozens or even hundreds of people rushing towards them at the same pace!

Yes, in this city, although countless people fell when disaster struck, many others chose to protect themselves and fled the city.

However, there is also a small group of people who are willing to go against the wind.

They faced the surging, scattering torrents, displaying their individual skills in the water.

Among them, a scholar dressed in the green robes of a sixth-rank official was raising his arms and shouting:

"Gentlemen, I am Zhao Ji, the Assistant Administrator of the Provincial Administration Commission. I am here today with my official seal. Please obey my command and bless this seal to seal off this section of the river..."

He stepped on the waves, raised both hands, and presented the official seal.

A faint golden light immediately emanated from around the official seal, and from within that golden light shot out several enormous chains that resembled celestial black iron.

The chains, majestic and imposing, swept across the river at this moment, crashing down upon both banks of the great river.

At such a crucial moment, Cui Yunqi and Ning Siyu naturally did not hesitate.

The two immediately grabbed their umbrellas and ran, simultaneously channeling their energy and power to send it far towards the official seal through their respective means.

Dozens or even hundreds of people on the riverbank were in the same situation.

At this moment, everyone is filled with hope.

After all, there were quite a few people here, and Zhao Ji, a scholar who had passed the imperial examination, was leading the battle.

Although Zhao Ji was only a sixth-rank official, a Jinshi degree was still a Jinshi degree. Regardless of rank, a Jinshi degree already made one a top-tier fighter in the world.

Zhao Ji, with the help of the crowd, also activated the official seal.

Eight chains fell down onto the banks of the surging Yuancang River.

Just as the river waves calmed down for a moment, the enormous, monstrous fish in the middle of the river, its head raised to the sky and its body wreathed in black flames, seemed to freeze for a moment.

As the crowd's spirits lifted slightly, the woman's voice echoed again, softly: "Gentlemen, why go against the will of Heaven..."

At that moment, the strange fish suddenly flapped its wings.

"Ah!" A scream was heard.

What followed was a horrific scene of dozens of figures flying backwards simultaneously.

This also includes Cui Yunqi and Ning Siyu, who also suffered a backlash.

However, protected by the precious umbrella, the two were not injured despite flying backwards, and thus had the energy to observe the condition of the others.

Amidst the wind and rain, countless people collapsed, coughing up blood. Zhao Ji, who had been at the forefront, was covered in blood, his bones broken, and he was clearly barely breathing.

The group worked together to "lock the dragon," but they were no match for the strange fish's flapping wings.

This strange fish is so powerful, could it really have the appearance of a dragon?
Faced with such a dire situation, both Cui Yunqi and Ning Siyu turned pale.

Meanwhile, in the Yuancang River, the female voice spoke again in a soft voice: "Since you are all still bound by your sins and remain stubbornly unrepentant, why not contribute to my son's transformation into a dragon, and then we can all go to the capital together..."

As the words were spoken, several more bloody holes suddenly appeared on Zhao Ji's body, who was on the verge of death.

Puff puff!
Zhao Ji let out a weak scream and died completely. A wisp of his soul rose from the top of his head and flew aimlessly toward the strange fish in the river.

Cui Yunqi's eyes were bloodshot with rage, knowing that not long after Zhao Ji's death, he would suffer the same fate.

Of all those present, who could escape unscathed?

Although he had long been determined to die, such a fruitless death was still extremely unsatisfying.

Cui Yunqi immediately gripped his sword tightly. He recalled everything he had done since he began his cultivation, especially his trip to Jichuan County, and the various torments and transformations he had undergone after being thwarted by Chen Xu. He immediately made up his mind.

"Brother Chen, I wonder where you are? Are you perhaps still asleep because you're too tired from the exam?"
"Perfect! Let me, Cui, be the hero today!"

He gathered his heroic spirit, channeled his energy into his dantian, and channeled it into the sword in his hand, about to let out a hearty laugh.

At that time, in that place.

As Chen Xu experienced the wonder of the cloud boat's rapid flight, he felt countless inspirations surging within him, and the world before him seemed to be a multi-dimensional picture being rapidly analyzed.

Suddenly, the cloud boat that had been traversing the sky like a ray of light abruptly stopped.

Chen Xu's ears were ringing, and the world in his eyes seemed to be twisting and changing as if drawn by countless lines. He could hardly see what was happening in front of him.

All they could see was a hazy white light rapidly approaching from ahead. The white light was intense and vast, and at first glance it looked like a human figure, but upon closer inspection it actually had two tentacles!

A faint red and black mist flowed in the center of the white light, like the gates of hell or the mouth of an abyss.

Chen Xu felt an indescribable sense of immense pressure, and heard Wen Daoyuan's shocked and angry voice: "Xuanwei, it's you... You actually came to stop me today?"

Another aged and composed voice said, "Fellow Daoist Wen has always had keen insight, able to understand ten things from one. Now, it seems that many things cannot be hidden from you."

You should know that this matter is bound to happen today!

Whether it is the current emperor, Prime Minister Liu, or this humble Taoist priest, none of them will allow you to cause such disruption.

Fellow Daoist, you have lived a fleeting life for over a hundred years. Do you not even seek immortality?

you……"

Wen Daoyuan interrupted him: "You have come here today to help evil become a dragon, and to act against the natural order. I only ask you, does True Man Xuanming know about this matter, and does he agree or disagree with it?"

The old Taoist Xuanwei paused for a moment, then said, "If we gain anything, we will share the results with our senior brother."

"What rubbish results!" Wen Daoyuan blurted out a vulgarity as he raised the writing brush in his hand.

The old Daoist Xuanwei's expression darkened slightly as he asked, "Fellow Daoist Wen, do you truly intend to go against the prevailing trend?"

With a flick of his wrist, Wen Daoyuan's writing brush transformed into a long sword that reached the heavens and the earth.

The great scholar angrily retorted, "What nonsense about the general trend! It's utter rubbish!"

Do those heretical practitioners dare to question the Daoist mind, to debate with your Daoist patriarchs, and with all living beings in heaven and earth?
The petty person's desire for immortality is nothing but self-deception.

"Take this sword of righteous energy!"

When the brush transformed into a sword, the sun shone brightly in the sky, piercing through the wind, rain, thunder, and clouds.

Wen Daoyuan's voice was loud and solemn: "I am good at cultivating my noble spirit..."

Its supreme size and unyielding strength, nurtured by uprightness without harm, fill the space between heaven and earth.

The giant sword transformed into thousands of qi swords, shooting straight at the old Taoist Xuanwei.

But Xuanwei, the old Taoist, remained calm and unhurried. With a sweep of his whisk, strange patterns, like water ripples, suddenly appeared around his body.

At the same time, within a radius of several dozen feet centered on him and including the cloud boat,

At the same time, the same strange patterns also began to appear in all directions.

All the patterns trembled slightly, and at that moment, thousands of swords of energy shot forth.

Although the arrows were clearly aimed at the old Daoist Xuanwei, for some reason, a large portion of the sword energy was beyond Wen Daoyuan's control.

These uncontrolled sword qi seemed to be attracted by the trembling water around them, and suddenly turned their tips around, shooting towards Wen Daoyuan and Chen Xu on the cloud boat!

In a flash, at the last second, the old Taoist Xuanwei smiled and sighed, saying:

"Fellow Daoist Wen, I have long been guarding against you causing trouble, and thus I have set up the Mirror Flower Water Moon Reversal Array in this sky."

No matter how powerful your magic is, Fellow Daoist, if you strike me, you will also strike me at the same time.

"This mighty sword, I wonder how much of it you, Fellow Daoist, can withstand?"

A vast array of sword energies swept in, and Wen Daoyuan's face remained ashen amidst the sword light.

Sword energy struck, and the cloud boat swayed.

All changes are like the sun and moon jumping around, and time goes out of order.

Having made up his mind, Wen Daoyuan raised his hand and conjured a thick book that faintly glowed with purple light.

This book was written when he attained enlightenment, and it forms the foundation upon which he became a great Confucian scholar.

By bringing out this book, Wen Daoyuan was, to some extent, going to fight desperately.

He originally intended to save his remaining energy to fully utilize his magic and facilitate the South-to-North Water Diversion Project.

Now, however, it is used to fight to the death, which is a last resort.

After all, if we don't fight with all our might, we won't be able to defeat the obstacle that is Elder Xuanwei today, and then the South-to-North Water Diversion Project will be nothing but empty talk.

Wen Daoyuan stroked the Daoist book, and his whole body radiated a righteous aura as bright as the sun and moon.

It's lamentable that he's fighting desperately now, but he's actually fighting his own sword energy. How absurd is that?
Just as he was about to open the Taoist book in his hand, Wen Daoyuan shouted in a low voice, "Chen Xu..."

What did he call Chen Xu for?
He wanted to tell Chen Xu to leave quickly—

But at that moment, a hand suddenly reached out from behind him.

The hand suddenly leaped from an unbelievable angle and instantly covered the cover of the Book of Hearing the Dao.

Immediately afterwards, an indescribable and strange fluctuation swept over.

How can one describe this sudden change?
All I can say is that, at the moment the change occurred, even with the cultivation of the great Confucian scholar Wen Daoyuan, he only felt his mind go blank for a moment.

In that instant, all the greed, anger, ignorance, and worries of the human world seemed to turn to ashes.

The thoughts of living beings are stagnant, and the wind and rain all seem to have turned into distorted images.

Even the exaggerated expression of shock on the old Taoist Xuanwei's face seemed to become part of the stormy scene at that moment.

The old Taoist Xuanwei looked at Chen Xu with a stiff, incredulous, and even horrified expression.

At that moment, he saw Chen Xu grab Wen Daoyuan and casually tear forward with his other hand.

The entire world seemed to have become a roll of silk, which he tore open out of thin air.

He lifted his foot, and with Wen Daoyuan, disappeared into the torn world.

Then, the silken world healed, and naturally, Chen Xu and Wen Daoyuan... including the cloud boat beneath their feet, also disappeared.

Then, a gust of wind swept in.

As the wind howled, in an instant, the old Taoist Xuanwei experienced the terrifying contrast of suddenly returning from a flat, two-dimensional "portrait" to the vibrant world.

He felt as if he had suddenly fallen from a great height.

And indeed, Xuanwei Laodao's body fell rapidly toward the ground below amidst the raging storm.

He could clearly fly on the wind, but at this moment he lost control of his body, as if he had been swept by a huge air pressure, causing him to completely lose his self-control.

It looked as if the old Taoist Xuanwei was about to be smashed to pieces.

But he remained completely calm, and instead burst into laughter at that terrifying moment.

"To be able to split the universe with one hand, this person is so proficient in the art of manipulating the universe. He must have mastered a part of the subtle mysteries of the universe to have such abilities."

This truly shows that Heaven never closes off all paths.

"Wonderful! Wonderful! This old Taoist has a good chance of ascending to immortality! Hahaha..."

He laughed maniacally, his body falling continuously until he suddenly crashed to the ground.

boom!
The old Taoist Xuanwei was overwhelmed by the terrifying drop and could not resist. He fell to the ground and was torn to pieces.

But at this moment, his head was lifted up, and he hopped and hopped, landing on his split upper body, his head touching his neck cavity, and then back to his shoulder and neck.

The head, along with the upper body, bounced back to the left hand, and the left hand also touched the body again.

Thus, although the old Taoist Xuanwei was severely injured by the fall, he eventually managed to reassemble his broken body with the help of a strange aura.

He twisted his entire body and stood up with a cracking sound.

The wind and rain continued to rage in the sky.

The old Taoist Xuanwei was in excruciating pain all over his body, but his eyes were filled with intense excitement and fervor.

The shock brought by Chen Xu not only stunned the old Taoist Xuanwei, but also greatly shocked Wen Daoyuan.

Wen Daoyuan never imagined that one day he would be "captured" by Chen Xu!
What is Chen Xu's cultivation level?
Wen Daoyuan had actually overestimated Chen Xu, after all, Chen Xu had an impressive record and was considered one of the best among the younger generation.

Even the most skilled are nothing more than juniors in Wen Daoyuan's eyes.

As a junior, according to Daoyuan's opinion, Chen Xu should be the kind of person who is protected and kept in the background.

Wen Daoyuan also repeatedly wanted to protect Chen Xu.

But how could he have imagined that Chen Xu, whom he clearly believed should be protected, would actually possess such astonishing and miraculous abilities when he truly made his move?

With a single hand, he cleaved the sky, and in an instant, he carried Wen Daoyuan across thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

This was a terrifying speed that Wen Daoyuan had been unable to achieve no matter how much he urged the cloud boat.

In an instant, the cloud boat traversed thousands of miles and arrived above Pingyang Prefecture, in the middle section of the Yuancang River.

Below, there was a strange fish raising its head to the sky, wanting to sacrifice countless lives to leap over the Dragon Gate.

But all that could be heard were screams, the cries of countless wronged souls calling out to the heavens:

"I hate it so much, I'm not reconciled! I want to leap over the Dragon Gate, I want to transform into a dragon..."

The sound shook heaven and earth; it was the evil dragon that Wen Daoyuan had just seen and was determined to exhaust all his cultivation to defeat.

The cloud boat arrived at the eye of the storm, where the wind and rain were at their strongest, and swayed for a moment.

Just then, the dragon-shaped monster fish appeared, carrying boundless blood energy and countless wronged souls.

It has a dragon's head and a fish's body, with its wings spread out, blotting out the sky and the sun.

It raises its head to the sky, flaps its wings and soars into the air, finally ready to completely break away from the vast Yuancang River that nurtured it, fly into the air, and leap over the Dragon Gate.

No, actually, when Wen Daoyuan and Chen Xu arrived at the very top of this storm, the strange fish had already flown into the air.

Its head and upper body even leaped over the invisible "Dragon Gate" between heaven and earth, beginning to resemble a dragon.

The wronged souls are lost in the vastness, their cries filled with sorrow, their words desolate and forlorn.

At that moment, they all shouted the same cry: "Leap over the dragon gate! Leap over the dragon gate..."

How could Daoyuan willingly let them leap over the Dragon Gate?

Holding his own Daoist book, Wen Daoyuan finally calmed the immense disparity he had experienced while traversing the universe.

He was filled with trepidation and immediately prepared to mobilize all his strength to make a move!
But then Chen Xu beside him moved again.

He took a light step, and in a flash, he appeared directly in front of the strange fish-dragon's head.

Then he stretched out a hand.

It's still that same hand.

The hand rested on the dragon's forehead as if it were done casually.

boom--

"Chen Xu!" Wen Daoyuan exclaimed in shock, instinctively trying to stop him again.

Then, he was shocked again.

He even doubted whether he was seeing things, and wondered if he was dreaming.

What did he see?
He witnessed an indescribable, boundless power erupting from Chen Xu's palms.

Wen Daoyuan heard the dragon's roar again, filled with pain and anger, yet also with an overwhelming sense of shock and fear.

Then, Wen Daoyuan watched helplessly as Chen Xu gently pressed down the head that had peeked out of the Dragon Gate with one hand!
The strange fish hissed and rolled around, forced to retreat.

Is all of this really real?
Wen Daoyuan couldn't help but doubt himself.

He suddenly had a feeling that he was no longer a great Confucian scholar, but had become a dull and simple-minded fool.
What Wen Daoyuan didn't know was that Chen Xu had previously finally grasped a small portion of the spatial mysteries of this vast world.

The world is so vast, yet the ends of the earth seem so close.

how so?

Chen Xu had not yet fully grasped the underlying principles, but the moment he caught the inspiration, he immediately took the [Leaping Dragon Pill]!
The moment the [Leaping Dragon Pill] entered his stomach, Chen Xu, who was already at the Golden Core stage, experienced a sudden surge of energy.

The true energy surged, increasing several times over.

At the same time, Chen Xu discovered that he had an inexplicable and strange control over the entire world.

【Binding Dragon Returns to the Waves】is the first extraordinary power of the Leaping Dragon Pill.

At this moment, Chen Xu reached out and tried out what the "Binding Dragon Returns to the Waves" technique was.

(End of this chapter)