Starting Immortal Cultivation from a White Dog

General Huanglong's gaze first fell uncontrollably on Mo Yuqiong, his eyes flashing with undisguised admiration and infatuation. But then, he keenly noticed the change in Princess Yuqiong's temperament.

Princess Yuqiong's original temperament was as clear and pure as a pearl in the deep sea, but now it seemed to be covered with a layer of soft luster. The charm that flowed unintentionally between her eyebrows and eyes, and the subtle allure that emanated from her body... these were clearly the subtle changes that a woman would have after receiving the first love!

General Huanglong felt as if his heart was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, the pain almost suffocating him.

He had admired the princess for many years, and believed that after his bloodline had been transformed, he was likely to win the Dragon King's favor. He even fantasized about becoming the princess's consort and wielding power.

But all of this was destroyed by Wu Tian, ​​who appeared out of nowhere.

The hatred of having his wife stolen, the grudge of having his path cut off. The poisonous fire of jealousy instantly devoured his reason, making his gaze towards Wu Tian almost spit fire.

He forcibly suppressed the intense pain and hatred in his heart, turned to Wu Tian, ​​and said with exaggerated enthusiasm and obsequiousness, "Your Highness, Yaochi Wonderland is the best in the Western Sea, and the two fairies are even more divine beings with a venerable status."

"Her personal invitation is an affirmation of Your Highness's strength and an honor for our Divine Dragon Palace. If Your Highness does not attend such a grand event, wouldn't our fellow Daoists in the Western Sea think that our Divine Dragon Palace is timid or looks down on Yaochi? In my humble opinion, Your Highness and the Princess should gladly go!"

His words, seemingly for the sake of the Divine Dragon Palace, were actually designed to put Wu Tian in a difficult position, forcing him to go.

It is clear to anyone with eyes to see that the situation in the Western Sea is very bad. The confrontation between Buddhism and Taoism and the Demon God Path is becoming increasingly fierce, and both sides are sweeping away other neutral forces.

Yaochi's invitation to the head of Shenlong Palace at this time reveals its intentions quite clearly.

Li Xuanba frowned and interrupted in a deep voice: "General Huanglong, His Highness the Crown Prince and the Princess have the right to decide whether to attend the banquet. As their subjects, we should be mindful of our duties and not overstep our bounds by making decisions for our masters."

His words were quite blunt, and General Huanglong's face immediately stiffened, looking rather unpleasant.

The Jade Pool envoy, Qingniao, spoke in a cool tone, "What General Huanglong said is not without reason."

"The Second Fairy's purpose in hosting this banquet is indeed to get to know a young hero like His Highness the Crown Prince of the Divine Dragon Palace. Most of the prominent leaders of the Western Sea are among those invited."

"Please do not refuse, Your Highness, so as not to damage our harmony."

Wu Tian frowned slightly, knowing that he probably couldn't refuse today. Yaochi's power was too great, and a direct confrontation was indeed not advisable at the moment.

His mind raced, and he asked, "Azure Bird Envoy, may I ask which fellow Daoists have been invited to this Yaochi Gathering?"

After a moment's thought, Qingniao said, "As far as I know, besides your esteemed palace, there is also the Buddha of Little Western Paradise, the four ancient immortals of Chaotic Stone Island, Brother Lianshan of the unorthodox sect, and several well-known wandering immortals of the Western Sea..."

"Originally, the King of Overturning the Sea was also on the invitation list, but he died at the hands of the Crown Prince, so the invitation was naturally dropped."

Upon hearing the list, Wu Tian understood the purpose of this Yaochi banquet.

Apart from the Buddhist force Little Western Paradise, the rest of the list consists of neutral third-party forces from the Western Sea.

This is clearly a joint effort between Yaochi and Xiaoxitian to force these forces to choose sides and jointly deal with the Demon God Path of the Ten Absolute Islands through this gathering of immortals.

Wu Tian pondered silently. Before setting off for the West Sea, he had a deep conversation with the Dragon King of the West Sea.

His father-in-law told him that the Dragon Clan and Buddhism had a tacit understanding, so Little Western Paradise could support the Dragon Palace to a certain extent.

However, the extent of this support is actually quite subtle, entirely dependent on the Yellow-Eyebrowed Buddha's whim.

After all, the Dragon Palace did not formally ally with Buddhism; the two sides only had private contact and communication.

The Divine Dragon Palace had no dealings or friendship with the Yellow-Eyebrowed Buddha of Little Western Paradise. Moreover, the Yellow-Eyebrowed Buddha was a great sage of the demon race with an eccentric temperament, and the dragon race had always been at odds with great sages of the demon race.

Therefore, it is conceivable how much support Shenlong Palace received from Xiaoxitian.

Now, Little Western Paradise's attitude is unpredictable. Going to Yaochi will probably not be easy to get out of there, and we might have to go to the battlefield.

However, this is a bad thing for the dragon race, but not necessarily for him.

Having thought this through, Wu Tian had already made up his mind.

He put away the invitation and said to the bluebird, "Since the two fairies have extended such a warm invitation, Yuqiong and I will certainly go."

Seeing that its purpose had been achieved, Qingniao's expression softened slightly, and it nodded gently: "In that case, Qingniao will return to Yaochi to report. Five days from now, I will await the arrival of the Crown Prince and Princess."

Having said that, he didn't linger. He gave Wu Tian and Mo Yuqiong a slight bow and then drifted away.

After seeing Qingniao off, Wu Tian's gaze turned cold as it fell upon General Huanglong. "To repel external threats, one must first secure internal stability." This treacherous fellow, who dared to try and trip him up, needed to be dealt with.

“General Huanglong,” Wu Tian said calmly, revealing neither joy nor anger, “yesterday when I returned to the palace with the princess, I heard that you were at a critical juncture in your seclusion and unable to come out to greet me. How come you have suddenly finished your seclusion today?”

General Huanglong's heart tightened, and he forced himself to say, "Your Highness, I have gained some insights, but I went into seclusion yesterday and was unable to come out to greet you. I hope Your Highness will forgive me."

"Having consolidated my cultivation this morning, I dare not be negligent and have come to pay my respects to Your Highness."

He spoke with reluctance, his eyes involuntarily glancing at Mo Yuqiong.

Wu Tian noticed his gaze, sneered inwardly, and suddenly reached out to pull Mo Yuqiong closer to him, his fingers affectionately caressing her waist.

"Qiong'er, I heard that General Huanglong is loyal to you. Seeing you today, I can confirm it. I am also fortunate to have General Huanglong come out to pay his respects during his critical time of seclusion."

His words were full of sarcasm, and everyone present could hear it.

Mo Yuqiong was not the kind of fierce but brainless woman; she had long known about General Huanglong's feelings for her.

In fact, many people, whether from within the Dragon Clan, the aquatic races of the Four Seas, or other demon races and cultivators, have their eyes on her.

After all, she has the status and position of a dragon princess, plus she is beautiful and exceptionally talented. Marrying her would be like getting both a wife and money.

Sensing the jealousy in her fiancé's words, Princess Yuqiong felt both shy and flustered, fearing that her man might misunderstand.

After all, the two had just consummated their marriage the night before, and were in the midst of their blissful intimacy. At this moment, her heart and body were completely devoted to her man, and she was unwilling to let him harbor any resentment because of an outsider.

At this moment, being treated so intimately by Wu Tian in public, her cheeks flushed slightly, but she did not resist. Instead, she leaned against him and whispered, "Husband, you are joking. General Huanglong is your subordinate. He is only being so loyal to you!"

General Huanglong watched this scene, especially Wu Tian's wicked hand on the princess's waist, and the princess's shy yet joyful expression, her eyes sparkling. He felt as if his heart was being torn apart, and his internal organs were being burned by jealousy. In particular, the princess's words were clearly a reminder of the hierarchy between them. He felt as if he had been slapped in the face in public, and he could hardly control his expression.

Wu Tian took in his reaction, his sneer growing stronger, but he remained outwardly calm. He then changed the subject, saying, "Qiong'er is right. However, General Huanglong is indeed exceptionally talented, having made such progress in such a short period of seclusion."

"Perfect timing. I'm new here and not yet familiar with the strength of the generals of the Divine Dragon Palace. Why don't we take this opportunity for General Huanglong to demonstrate his skills, and for us to exchange ideas and discuss the Dao? This will also allow me to witness the prowess of the generals of my Divine Dragon Palace. What do you say?"

General Huanglong's expression changed, realizing that Wu Tian was trying to establish his authority in public.

He was extremely wary of Wu Tian's ability to kill Fu Hai and did not want to fight. However, with everyone watching, especially with Mo Yuqiong right in front of him, how could he save face if he backed down?

How will he maintain his position in the Divine Dragon Palace in the future? How will he be able to hold his head high in front of the princess?
A surge of bloodlust and jealousy rose to his head, and General Huanglong gritted his teeth and said, "Since Your Highness has such an interest, this humble general will gladly accompany you. Please give me your guidance, Your Highness."

"Alright!" Wu Tian clapped his hands and laughed. "Then let's go to the training ground."

The crowd moved to the square in front of the Divine Dragon Palace. The news spread, and even General Shenkun, who was originally training his troops elsewhere, came with great interest, clearly wanting to see the excitement.

On the way to Zhenwutai, Wu Tian held Mo Yuqiong's hand the whole time, occasionally whispering in her ear, which made her cover her mouth and giggle, her eyes sparkling.

He even deliberately raised his hand to tidy up a non-existent stray hair at Mo Yuqiong's temple, his fingertips casually brushing against her soft cheek. Mo Yuqiong glanced at him shyly, but this only made her more alluring.

General Huanglong followed behind, watching the two of them being affectionate. He was especially struck by Mo Yuqiong's charming and feminine demeanor, which was so different from before. Thinking about what might have happened last night, he felt as if a dull knife was repeatedly cutting into his heart, causing him so much pain that he was almost going crazy. His fists clenched so tightly that they cracked, and his nails dug deep into his palms.

Before long, the group arrived at the square in front of the palace, where Wu Tian and General Huang Long stood facing each other.

Mo Yuqiong, Li Xuanba, Shen Kun, and other generals who rushed to the scene watched the battle from the sidelines.

"General Huanglong, please." Wu Tian stood with his hands behind his back, exuding composure.

General Huanglong took a deep breath, suppressing the jealousy and hatred churning in his heart. He knew how terrifying the other party was, and he was unwilling to lose face in front of his beloved, so he was extra cautious.

He let out a low shout, and his body surged with magical light. A golden immortal sword with a chilling aura appeared in his hand; it was his famous magic weapon—the Immortal-Slaying Sword.

"Your Highness, please forgive me!"

With a swift movement, General Huanglong transformed into a streak of light, and the Immortal-Slaying Sword unleashed a dazzling sword light, immediately unleashing his trump card, the Immortal-Slaying Sword Technique.

The sword light was like a dragon, agile and nimble, yet it carried a tremendous force and sharp sword energy like tearing through ocean waves, instantly enveloping Wu Tian's vital points. Clearly, it was going all out without holding back.

Wu Tian's eyes narrowed slightly. This Yellow Dragon General was indeed highly regarded by the Dragon King of the West Sea, so he must have real talent and skill. His sword technique had grasped the true meaning of the Great Dao and was quite powerful. Even ordinary True Immortals would have to be careful when facing him.

He remained calm and composed. With a thought, the Ruyi Jingu Bang appeared in his hand, still maintaining its normal size, and he swung it to meet the attack.

He did not use his full strength, but merely used his exquisite staff techniques to parry and deflect the force, as if strolling leisurely through the sky full of sword shadows, carefully observing General Huanglong's sword path, magic power circulation, and supernatural abilities.

The two figures darted across the stage, the sounds of metal clashing echoing incessantly.

General Huanglong launched a relentless offensive, each strike ruthless and vicious, while Wu Tian defended flawlessly, occasionally launching a counterattack that forced General Huanglong to retreat and defend, demonstrating his mastery of the situation.

Below the stage, General Shenkun watched with rapt attention, eager to try his hand at the challenge. Meanwhile, Dragon Turtle Li Xuanba stared intently, silently assessing the situation.

Mo Yuqiong stared intently at her fiancé, Wu Tianhou, and after giving herself to him, their relationship underwent a dramatic change. Her heart was completely devoted to the man.

After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Wu Tian had already figured out General Huanglong's background.

This person possesses formidable swordsmanship and profound cultivation. He follows the orthodox path of immortality, which involves creating blessed lands and grotto-heavens, rather than the path of a great sage of the demon race.

He has established a blessed land, and every move he makes is blessed by the temple. It is as if there is a sea blessing him within the sword light. If it were an ordinary wandering immortal, he would probably be killed with a single sword strike. Moreover, his blessed land would suppress his Dharma form, making it difficult for him to escape.

However, Wu Tian's Ruyi Jingu Bang possessed the power to stabilize the sea and break the law. Although his cultivation was weaker than his opponent's, he still firmly held the upper hand and remained composed.

On the contrary, General Huanglong, driven by jealousy and resentment, became somewhat agitated and panicked as time passed.

While easily deflecting a fierce sword light, Wu Tian quietly transmitted his voice to General Huanglong. His voice resounded directly in the other's mind, carrying undisguised mockery and malice.

“Huang Long, I know you are infatuated with Qiong’er. Unfortunately, she is now my woman. Last night, the way she writhed and yielded beneath me was truly beautiful... Her body and her heart now belong to me.”

"And you, from this day forward, will forever kneel at my feet and look up at me."

"I am the master, and you are the servant, understand?"

"You—!!!" A thunderous roar exploded in General Huanglong's mind.

Wu Tian's words were like the most vicious curse, tearing open the deepest wounds in his heart and rubbing salt into them.

His eyes instantly turned bloodshot, his reason completely destroyed by overwhelming jealousy and humiliation, and his breathing suddenly became disordered.

Just then, Wu Tian spoke up, his voice clearly echoing throughout the entire arena, “General Huanglong, your swordsmanship is too focused on pursuing sharpness, but your understanding and application of the principles of heaven and earth are rather superficial and impetuous.”

"Watch out, I'm about to get serious!"

Before he finished speaking, Wu Tian's Ruyi Jingu Bang suddenly shone brightly, a layer of rich golden light flowing over its dark body, and a majestic aura as heavy as a mountain and capable of dominating the world swept out.

He swung his staff directly at the sword, seemingly slow but actually as fast as lightning, striking the spine of the Immortal-Slaying Sword with unparalleled precision along a mysterious trajectory.

"clang!!"

Amidst the deafening roar, General Huanglong felt an irresistible force strike him. His tiger's mouth split open, and the Immortal-Slaying Sword let out a mournful cry, flying out of his hand and transforming into a streak of light, its whereabouts unknown.

Wu Tian pressed his advantage relentlessly, his staff following his movements as he swept across, striking Huang Long's hastily raised arms squarely.

"Crack!" The sound of his arm bone breaking was clearly audible. General Huanglong screamed, spitting out blood, and his body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the edge of the square, rolling several times before coming to a stop.

Wu Tian appeared before him like a ghost, the tip of his Ruyi Jingu Bang (Monkey King's staff) resting steadily three inches in front of General Huanglong's brow.

The entire room was deathly silent; you could hear a pin drop. (End of Chapter)