This humble Taoist priest, Qianhe, begins his quest for immortality by slaying demons and monsters.

The woman in the purple dress was an acquaintance of Zhong Bai's; he truly hadn't expected that the cultivator who would face the Azure-Eyed Flood Dragon Emperor before him would be this woman.

Mo Ling, a cultivator from the Immortal Ascension Palace.

Seemingly noticing Zhong Bai's gaze, Mo Ling's attention, which had been focused on the dragon, was immediately diverted to Zhong Bai.

When Mo Ling saw Zhong Bai, she was also somewhat incredulous. When the two parted, they were obviously not going the same way, and Mo Ling had not noticed that Zhong Bai was following her. It was obviously a coincidence.

“Miss Mo Ling, I will not make a move against this dragon for now. Please let Miss Mo Ling go first.”

Zhong Bai smiled faintly, not in a hurry to kill the dragon. After all, it was a dragon comparable to the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm. Even though Mo Ling's spirit sword was somewhat terrifying, it would not be easy to kill it easily.

Upon hearing this, Mo Ling nodded and then continued to use her sword techniques to surround and kill the dragon.

Beside Zhong Bai, Zuo Qianhu was slightly alarmed. He hadn't expected that a woman could fly and kill dragons. Just looking at those sword energies made Zuo Qianhu feel a sense of fatal crisis. It was hard to imagine what kind of terrifying strength this woman possessed!

"Ahem, Daoist Master, do you know this fairy?"

Zuo Qianhu was a bit gossipy, but of course, only he himself knew his true intentions.

"We're not very familiar with each other, just met once."

Zhong Bai replied quickly, but of course, it was all useless information. Upon hearing this, Commander Zuo could only patiently stare at the void.

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Sword energies flew across the sky, and Zhong Bai watched with great interest. Mo Ling's sword dao divine ability was obviously more exquisite than the Quanzhen Sword Control Technique that he had obtained. Each sword energy carried the infinite power to tear through the void and left a bloody mark on the dragon's body.

A roar.

The Azure-Eyed Flood Dragon King was extremely frustrated.

He was peacefully staying in Songjiang when suddenly someone came knocking on his door, accusing him of eating living people and deserving to die. However, the Azure-Eyed Flood Dragon King was able to detect that the woman had half demon blood.

"You filthy woman, stop right now!"

I am merely devouring a few mortals, why are you fighting me to the death!

You also have demon blood flowing through your veins, killing your own kind, you're really something!

In the void, the voice of the Azure-Eyed Flood Dragon King was deafening. Zhong Bai, who was watching the show, immediately became interested. He had felt strange when he first met Mo Ling. She had the aura of a demon beast, but overall she had the foundation of a human cultivator. Now, with the Azure-Eyed Flood Dragon King's certification, Zhong Bai could confirm it.

"Hmph! Shut up!"
How dare you question my status as a princess? And you, a mere mortal, for what you just said, I cannot forgive you!

"Slay the demon, come out!"

In an instant, the spirit sword that Mo Ling had not drawn from its sheath flew out of her hand. The dark blade carried a hint of mystery. With a whoosh, the sword light sliced ​​through the void and headed straight for the dragon.

Zhong Bai stood on the riverbank, looking solemn.

"It is indeed a Nascent Soul level spiritual treasure. Moreover, this spiritual sword is extraordinary. It is so easy to wield. It is very likely that the cultivator who forged this Nascent Soul level spiritual sword has an unusual relationship with Miss Mo Ling!"

This is Zhong Bai's guess. A Nascent Soul Spirit Treasure is not something that ordinary people can easily control. Take the Kui Niu Drum that Zhong Bai currently possesses, for example. If Zhong Bai did not actively use it, it would be impossible for the Kui Niu Drum to unleash its divine power.

Moreover, each activation requires a large amount of true essence and strength to consume. In contrast, Mo Ling is different. She uses the Divine Transformation Spirit Sword with ease, and does not seem to consume too much true essence. This indicates that the owner of this spirit sword is someone else. Furthermore, the spirit sword automatically protects its owner and does not reject Mo Ling's command.

Taking a deep breath, Zhong Bai added Mo Ling to his whitelist. He was joking; if he dared to make a move against a cultivator with such a powerful background, he would likely be captured before he even got very far.

Shaking his head, Zhong Bai continued to look into the void.

The moment the Demon-Slaying Sword was drawn, the two sides, who were evenly matched, suddenly changed. With just one thrust, the Azure-Eyed Flood Dragon King was pierced through the body, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. His defenses, even the dragon scales, could not stop him.

With such a terrifying spirit sword, how could the Azure-Eyed Flood Dragon King dare to continue the fight?
He turned his head to look in the direction where Zhong Bai and the others were. He had heard everything Zhong Bai had said. The human man in front of him knew the madwoman behind him. If he could capture the man below, he might be able to save his life.

Once the idea took hold, it wouldn't leave. After the Azure-Eyed Flood Dragon King unleashed a breath of dragon fire at the Ink Spirit behind him, the surrounding clouds and mist instantly swirled around, and the art of summoning clouds and rain filled the entire Songjiang sky with fog.

Soaring through the clouds, the Azure-Eyed Flood Dragon King quickly found the perfect opportunity.

After a roar, its enormous body emerged from the clouds and headed straight for Zhong Bai.

Mo Ling, suspended in the clouds, was quite surprised to see this scene. She thought the dragon was playing some kind of trick, but she never expected that it was just trying to mislead her and make her target Zhong Bai below.

In an instant, Mo Ling understood.

"Tsk, you stupid dragon, trying to capture someone who knows this princess to threaten me?"

Don't you think that any human cultivator who can be introduced to me by this princess must be extraordinary?
Even I, the princess, am not confident of defeating him, yet you're rushing off to your death..."

Shaking her head, Mo Ling sheathed her demon-slaying sword and watched silently as the dragon swooped down, not even lifting an eyelid.

Below, Zhong Bai was enjoying the exciting scene when he was surprised that the dragon was so bold as to head straight for him. However, Zhong Bai was happy with this, since once it came, it wouldn't be able to leave, and he wouldn't have to fight Mo Ling for the dragon's head under her sword.

The swooping dragon was terrifying. Before its massive body even landed, Zuo Qianhu, who was standing beside Zhong Bai, became serious, gripping two long swords tightly in his hands, but showing no fear.

As for Zhong Bai, he remained calm, and as he waited for the dragon, his expression grew increasingly cold.

In the blink of an eye, the moment the dragon reached within ten meters of Zhong Bai, Zhong Bai's previously concealed aura suddenly erupted, revealing his mid-stage Nascent Soul realm. At the same time, he spat out a stream of pure blood towards the dragon.

The divine soul ignited the blood, transforming into a long fire dragon. As soon as the Samadhi True Fire was unleashed, the surrounding space became distorted, and the swooping dragon was engulfed by the flames. All of this happened in the blink of an eye.

With a sudden stomp of his foot, the earth trembled. The terrifying power of the fourth level of the Shangqing Dragon Elephant Technique allowed Zhong Bai to instantly appear before the dragon's head like a cannonball. He unleashed a seemingly ordinary punch, and a shrill scream echoed through the sky.

Immediately afterwards, the dragon's body flew backward even faster than when it came.

Mo Ling witnessed this scene firsthand, her shock undisguised. She truly hadn't expected Zhong Bai to possess such a divine power as the Samadhi True Fire, nor could she believe the terrifying force contained in that seemingly ordinary punch that could send the dragon flying.

But this is just the beginning.

Zhong Bai did not stop after throwing a punch. Instead, he moved to the top of the dragon's head and stomped on it as it flew backward. Instantly, the dragon's body, which had been flying backward, stopped and roared down to the ground.

boom!
Dust billowed up, and when Mo Ling saw what was happening, she was utterly shocked.

Zhong Bai remained atop the dragon's head, relentlessly unleashing punches, while the dragon's body writhed on the ground, yet it could not shake off Zhong Bai.

The Azure-Eyed Flood Dragon King was filled with regret. Damn it, he had originally intended to take this human hostage to threaten that mad woman, but he had picked the hard persimmon instead. Now his head was covered in blood, and if it weren't for his hard skull, he would have already died.

"Daoist Lord, I, Xiaolong, am guilty! Daoist Lord, spare my life!"

At this moment, the Azure-Eyed Flood Dragon King no longer possessed the domineering aura it had at the beginning; instead, its weak gaze held a hint of pain and pleading.

Zhong Bai did not reply, but continued to throw punches. Soon, after a crisp sound, the Azure-Eyed Flood Dragon's body gradually stopped twisting.

His skull was shattered.

Although he wasn't quite dead yet, he was truly just one step away from death.

In the clouds, Mo Ling took a deep breath as she watched this mind-blowing scene unfold.

This side of Zhong Bai was something she had never imagined, a stark contrast to his usual refined and easygoing appearance.

"Master, is this dragon dead?"

Upon hearing Zuo Qianhu's question, Zhong Bai temporarily withdrew his fist.

He shook his head and said, "A dragon's body is not so easy to kill, but his skull is already shattered. Even if he doesn't die, he won't live long. Unless his dragon soul escapes and abandons his physical body, but I will not give him that chance in front of me."

Upon hearing Zhong Bai's words, Commander Zuo immediately understood.

"So that's how it is! Please, Taoist priest, slay this demon and avenge the people along the Songjiang River!"

Hearing Zuo Qianhu's words, Zhong Bai smiled and nodded. Then, a bolt of lightning gathered in his palm and struck the dragon's body without hesitation. The lightning continuously eroded the Azure-Eyed Dragon King's soul.

Zhong Bai only stopped channeling the thunderous energy when the body turned charred black.

She looked up at Mo Ling.

"Miss Mo Ling, I have killed this dragon. I hope you will not blame me?"

Zhong Bai smiled, as if he were killing some small fry.

Mo Ling's lips twitched slightly as she listened to Zhong Bai's words. What could she possibly say?
"Ahem, Fellow Daoist Zhong, please do as you please. Since this dragon intended to harm you, it is only right that you kill it. Besides, it has devoured so many people; it deserves to die!"

Zhong Bai listened without saying a word.

The woman in front of him, Mo Ling, possessed the bloodline of the demon race. To put it bluntly, killing a dragon was killing one of her own kind, so he couldn't afford to let his guard down.

Of course, Zhong Bai was even less willing to have a conflict with Mo Ling. Since Mo Ling had no objections, Zhong Bai naturally took it as normal.

"In that case, I thank Miss Mo Ling for not holding it against me. Miss Mo Ling, now that the dragon has been eliminated, I shall take my leave."

With that, Zhong Bai was about to leave...

(End of this chapter)