Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 1044 The White Lotus is Poisonous
Xu Xuan sighed inwardly.

This old dragon king's cultivation must have long surpassed the limits of the mortal realm. It's just unknown what methods he used to remain in the mortal world, instead of disappearing along with the immortals and Buddhas.

However, considering the plight of the monkey beneath the Huai River, I'm afraid...

Of course, given the power that the Dragon Lord is currently displaying, it wouldn't be difficult for him to crush a White Lotus Saint Father who is still in his "mature stage".

But the Father, well, he's never really been a "human" person.

Faced with this overwhelming force, Xu Xuan stood with his hands behind his back in the wind and rain, his blue robe already soaked through, but his face showed no sign of panic.

"Slaying the Cloud King and severely damaging the Cloud Dream Secret Realm—isn't that interesting?"

This question, like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, caused even the raging wind and rain to pause.

interesting.

The Dragon King silently answered in his heart that he was not the kind of dragon who deceived himself.

Leaving aside Yun Zhongjun for now, the Yunmeng Secret Realm, since being shot down by the Great Archer's Divine Bow and sealed by the Nine Cauldrons of King Yu, has long transcended the mortal realm and become a notorious and dangerous place.

Throughout history, let alone ordinary cultivators, even true immortals in heaven rarely dared to run wild.

Those who could go did not wish to be tainted by karma; those who wanted to go could not break through the ancient restrictions; and even those who were lucky enough to enter could not shake the very foundation of the secret realm.

But in this era of declining divine power, Xu Bailian suddenly appears out of nowhere...

It's unclear what method they used to nearly destroy the secret realm, but the few remaining demon god souls inside could barely survive.

That's really interesting.

Before the Dragon Lord could think further, Xu Xuan sneered and pressed his advantage:

"Mars guards the heart—isn't it beautiful!"

This question was like a thunderclap, even the rolling thunder in the sky gradually faded away, as if the heavens themselves were listening intently.

It looks good.

The Dragon King silently acknowledged once again that he was not the kind of dragon who deceived himself.

Even in an era teeming with immortals and gods, the artificial Mars guarding the heart was an astonishing feat.

Many reclusive masters will open their divine eyes to see which reckless madman, unafraid of divine retribution, dares to commit such a heaven-defying act.

What's even more ingenious is that releasing the Shang star back into the sky just happened to coincide with the trajectory of Mars, a method of disrupting destiny that even the true dragons were amazed by.

And what one sees from a first-person perspective is the secret of the movement of the stars in the heavens and the mechanism of the changing destiny.

The Daoist principles and knowledge contained within are even more precious to an existence like the Dragon Lord.

This is the evil of human nature, created by the combined efforts of lawless individuals.

Really nice.

Finally, Xu Xuan stood tall and straight on the bank of the surging river, untouched by wind and rain, each word as if carved in stone:
"A year later, on the banks of the Huai River, the calamity of the ruler was discussed, and the gods were destroyed."

He slightly raised his head, his gaze piercing through the heavy rain, reaching deep into the heart of the river, and asked the most crucial question:
"Look, no, look!"

The wind died down, the clouds dispersed, the rain stopped, and the thunder ceased.

In the blink of an eye, the sky above the river was clear and bright again, as if the devastating storm had never happened.

This "good friend" finally stopped just nodding silently and instead uttered a deep, resonant voice:
"Look."

Xu Xuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief—thankfully, the old dragon lord hadn't ruined his "Happy Dragon" persona.

My status as the "Number One Celebrity in the Nine Provinces" is quite useful; it gives me a certain amount of influence wherever I go.

Of course, we also have to thank Yun Zhongjun, Yinghuoxing, and all sorts of villains for their wonderful "assistance" and "plot" contributions; otherwise, this show might not have been able to continue.

With the storm settled, it's time to get down to business.

"I want to go to the Yellow Springs," Xu Xuan said bluntly.

“I’ll take you down.” Long Jun answered with unusual ease, as if he had already prepared the answer without even a moment’s hesitation, showing that he had given it a lot of “careful thought”.

Xu Xuan: "..."

He paused for a moment before adding, "It's the authentic Yellow Springs in Luofengli, the one I walked into myself."

It wasn't until he heard this that the Dragon King's enormous dragon eyes truly lit up with curiosity.

It's only been less than half a month, how come this kid has come up with something new again?
As Xu Xuan briefly recounted the series of events in Xingyang—"auspicious omens forcing the emperor to abdicate, the Yellow Springs flowing backward, and the prefect joining the religion"—the Dragon King's eyes gleamed with excitement, and he became more and more engrossed in listening.

Interesting, really interesting!
Beautiful, love watching it!
The Dragon King did not answer directly, but instead lightly raised his claw and tossed over a shimmering, watery image-remembering bead.

"The Yellow Springs is water, yet it is not water."

"It resembles flowing water, but it is actually a concrete representation of the boundary between life and death, and its main characteristic is 'soul-capturing and spirit-seizing'. Ordinary water-avoidance techniques and water-controlling skills are indeed somewhat powerless in front of it."

"As for those few from your Baoan Hall," "Qing She's cultivation is still shallow, and her bloodline is not yet stable. If she rashly goes down there, she will be eroded by the ancient aura of the underworld, and she may be transformed into something unrecognizable. For example, the so-called 'Naga' in the West, with a snake's head and a human body, her evil nature invades her soul, and she will never be able to return to her original form."

"Although the White Snake's realm is high, her size is too enormous. If she were to enter the Yellow Springs in her true form, it would be like a giant boat entering a shallow stream. Not only would it be difficult to move, but it might also tear the already fragile boundary between Yin and Yang, bringing even greater disaster."

"As for ordinary water spirits..." the Dragon King scoffed, "No matter how many go down, they will all return to the underworld, without even causing a ripple."

He paused slightly at this point, as if recalling something:

"But the stone spirit that accompanied you across the river has a deep foundation and a simple and honest nature. If you protect your spiritual platform with the 'Soul-Suppressing Jade' beforehand, and then use the 'Mysterious Turtle Breath-Concealing Technique', it may be able to go to the Yellow Springs with you and lend you a helping hand."

It must be said that the Dragon King is extremely reliable when it comes to serious matters. He can clearly analyze the situation, the candidates, and the methods in just a few words.

only……

"The Stone King... he was caught off guard and has already gone down."

Xu Xuan's tone carried a rare hint of embarrassment.

Who could have imagined that such an outrageous thing as the Yellow Springs flowing backwards would happen right under the emperor's nose?

The Dragon King was taken aback at first, then his beard trembled slightly, his expression clearly saying, "As expected, following a jinx like you will only lead to a bad end!"

I managed to suppress a laugh, but a joyful splash erupted on the riverbank.

"In that case, you'll be left to go down alone." The Dragon King's tone returned to calm, but it contained a hint of mischievousness, as if he were enjoying the spectacle.

Xu Xuan toyed with the warm, smooth image-recording bead in his hand, looked up at the sky, and spoke in a light, airy tone:

"But I have never been good at fighting in water, and I know very little about the Northern Capital Luofeng and the Netherworld Hell..."

Although the words were not fully expressed, the meaning was crystal clear:
Time to unleash some treasures, my old friend.

The Dragon King naturally understood that it was time to "show his appreciation".

The dragon claw reached out and ignored the spatial distance, passing straight through the Yangtze River channel of more than 10,000 miles. As if trying to scoop the moon's reflection from the water, it gently grabbed a spiritual plant from a hidden crevice on a secluded island upstream!
The object fell into his claws, and when unfolded, it turned out to be a strangely shaped spiritual herb, radiating a soft and pure spiritual light.

Its shape is such that its roots are like coiled dragons locking in cold rocks, tightly intertwined like dragons and snakes; its leaves are like green jade holding morning dew, each leaf unfolding like a piece of jade holding a pearl; its stems are like slender bamboo piercing the sky, upright and proud as if about to break through the air and fly away.

The Dragon King's voice carried a leisurely air, as if introducing a precious item:
"On the banks of the Yangtze River, there is a spiritual herb called 'Fengdu Plantain'. When it grows, it clings to a solitary islet and rests on a rocky shore, bathing in the yin and yang energies and receiving the essence of heaven and earth. It is born in spring and hides in summer, flourishes in autumn and hibernates in winter, following the order of the four seasons and responding to the changes of the five elements, just like the subtle manifestation of the Dao's natural way."

"With this, the waters of the Yellow Springs will find it difficult to approach you. Its nature is to penetrate the darkness, and its spirit is to ward off evil. With this by your side, you can walk through the Yellow Springs without being corrupted."

Xu Xuan took the "Fengdu Plantain" and examined it carefully in his hands.

The dewdrops on the grass blades seemed to contain the interplay of yin and yang, and the roots seemed to lock in a small, dark place.

He couldn't help but marvel: "The creation of heaven and earth is truly wondrous!"

This old man has lived a long time and is very knowledgeable; he even knows the location and uses of such uncommon spiritual plants.

However, Xu Xuan's other hand remained outstretched, showing no intention of retracting it.

He looked up at the Dragon Lord, his eyes clear and honest, clearly saying, "It's just a single blade of grass."

That's the Yellow Springs, the Underworld, the Northern Capital Luofeng Youquan Hell!

The Dragon King was speechless at his self-righteous attitude.

The real worry should be about the Yellow Springs, the Underworld, and the Northern Capital Luofeng Youquan Hell.

I could only emphasize it further:
"This is a ten-thousand-year-old 'Fengdu Plantain'! A rare and wondrous treasure, incomparable to ordinary spiritual herbs. Its nature pervades Yin and Yang, and it can roam freely throughout the four seasons. Not to mention crossing the Yellow Springs, it can even come and go freely in the depths of the underworld. If it were placed in those major immortal cultivation sects, it would have long been enshrined as a treasure to guard the sect!"

But that hand remained stubbornly outstretched.

That's just like... Xu Bailian.

The Dragon King took a deep breath, even though dragons don't need to breathe.

Feeling a nameless anger rising in his heart, he simply flicked his tail, and a strange wind suddenly rose on the river, sweeping Xu Xuan away with a "whoosh" and blowing him far away.

"Go away!"

Only after the figure in green robes turned into a small dot in the sky and finally disappeared did the Dragon Lord suddenly realize what had happened.

its not right……

Something feels off.
Holy crap, it's changed!

The Dragon King suddenly realized that in the past, he was the one who summoned Xu Xuan, either to give him a mission or to watch him have fun, and the initiative was always in his own hands.

But now?

This guy came to us on his own, talking about going to the underworld and asking for treasures.

Not only did he not get to see the excitement, but he also got caught up in the situation, receiving both intelligence and spiritual herbs...

So, after a while, shouldn't this guy...
Xu Bailian is truly toxic.

(End of this chapter)