After the main character who took the blame retired, the female lead quit.

The concealment talisman produced by the system is of excellent quality. Last time, Xiao Yu hid behind the grave for so long without being discovered. If it weren't for some special circumstances that happened later, he probably could have survived until Li Yunshang left.

At the bottom of the deep pool.

Seemingly sensing the aura emanating from Long Wanyan, a pair of bright red eyes opened. The deep pool water flowed, the black iron scales tightened, the long dragon body pressed against the lake bottom, and the bald dragon tail swayed like a pen without bristles. Then, the body suddenly gathered its strength and rushed upward.

above the water.

Almost the instant Long Wanyan stepped into the deep pool, the black dragon sprang out, guarding the fruit tree. Its slender body coiled into a ball, looking at the light-colored figure holding a gun. Its blood-red maw opened, and it let out a terrifying roar.

With a roar, another slender black shadow rose from the bottom of the deep pool, and a black shadow that was half dragon and half python emerged from the water.

Two sharp red eyes were fixed on Long Wanyan, who stood on the water's surface, holding a gun.

The soft moonlight shone on her slender figure, creating an atmosphere of sacred majesty, while a barely perceptible snow-white sword shadow swirled around her.

Above the deep pool, two dragons stood as if facing a formidable enemy.

The roar was huge and continuous, and even Xiao Yu, who was lying flat in front of a boulder on a distant hillside, could hear it. Although the roar was frightening, he could hear a hint of cowardice in it.

Using the flying sword circling around Long Wanyan, Xiao Yu clearly saw the black dragon that had let out the roar stiffen slightly, and the bald, hairless pen handle was quietly hidden behind it.

It seems that it was frightened by Long Wanyan's outburst before.

Long Wanyan stepped lightly on the deep water, as if a feather were floating on it. She twisted her wrist and swung the straight spear, unleashing a dazzling burst of light.

Directly in front of her was the Golden Core Realm dragon whose tail she had injured. Her bright eyes narrowed, and between the two points, the spear thrust into the dragon.

With a flick of his wrist, the sharp spearhead shot out like an arrow, piercing straight into the dragon before the Dragon Blood Mystic Fruit.

Water splashed up, the spearhead moved with great force, and the droplets of water hit the spear shaft, evaporating into puffs of white mist. In the hazy white mist, the dragon only sensed a dazzling spear light, piercing straight towards its head.

In an instant, alarm bells rang in the dragon's mind, and its dark scales stood on end in alarm. This was not something it could withstand; otherwise, it would be severely injured even if it didn't die.

In a flash, before the spear's edge arrived, its body plunged into the deep pool beneath it like mud entering the sea, a hint of doubt flashing in its enormous dragon eyes.

The fact that it went all out from the very beginning puzzled the Golden Core Flood Dragon, which had been dealing with Long Wanyan for nearly a month and thought it had figured out her methods.

Behind the Golden Core Flood Dragon was the fruit tree bearing the Dragon Blood Mystic Fruit, which had a lifespan of nearly six hundred years. Without the Golden Core Flood Dragon blocking her way, Long Wanyan could easily pick the fruit she had been longing for for a month.

However, a half-dragon at the Core Formation stage, which had already emerged from the side, fiercely bit at Long Wanyan from the side. The demon race is naturally stronger than the human race, and the dragon, as a member of the dragon race, which is known for its strength, has an even stronger physical body.

This allowed it to barely exchange a few blows with Long Wanyan, who was at the Nascent Soul stage, and even at the cost of being severely injured, it could easily pull Long Wanyan into the water.

Normally, Long Wanyan would stop her attack at this point to dodge it.

Then, the golden dragon that had dived into the deep pool would pounce out again, while it would sink back into the water. This cycle repeated itself, resulting in a war of attrition.

Therefore, a hint of pride flashed in the eyes of the half-dragon in the Core Formation stage who pounced on Long Wanyan. Although it had taken advantage of the terrain and the two-on-two advantage, being able to force back a Nascent Soul stage cultivator was undoubtedly something that made this Core Formation stage dragon feel excited.

But contrary to its previous expectations, the seemingly unstoppable spear light that was thrusting straight forward changed its momentum the moment it lunged at Long Wanyan.

Long Wanyan twisted her waist, and with a flick of her wrist, the unmatched spear in her hand whistled as it thrust towards the enemy with a spear light that seemed to tear everything apart.

The situation was sudden, and the half-dragon in the Core Formation stage had no time to react. Caught off guard, the sharp spearhead pierced through its scale-covered jaw and then through its entire skull.

Peng!

There was a crisp sound.

A cloud of blood mist burst from the snow-white spear tip. The head of the half-dragon in the Core Formation stage could not withstand the powerful spear light inside, and its head exploded like a watermelon falling to the ground.

The entire upper half of the head was shattered into a pile of mangled flesh, leaving only the half-pierced lower jaw and its limp body, hanging like a limp piece of cloth on the tip of Long Wanyan's spear.

In a single exchange, the half-dragon at the Core Formation stage was directly killed by Long Wanyan.

His soul and spirit were shattered; there was no possibility of resurrection.

Chapter 53, Nascent Soul Flood Dragon

Under the soft moonlight.

Long Wanyan stood tall, holding her spear. The snow-white spear tip still held the Core Formation Realm demon beast, which was half dragon and half python.

Hot blood flowed down, some of it running down the limp body of the half-dragon. The scarlet dragon blood dripped onto the clear, calm water, seeping downwards and spreading out like a magnificent flower, as if from the other shore.

The other part flowed down the snow-white spearhead to the jade hand holding the spear shaft below. However, when the dragon blood flowed into the grooves on the spear shaft, the snow-white spear shaft trembled.

A strange, bright red pattern appeared on the gun. Xiao Yu, who saw this through the flying sword that was mixed in with the moonlight, was stunned.

Red patterns crisscrossed and intertwined on the spear, extending from the tail to below the tip. From a distance, it looked as if a blood dragon was coiled around Long Wanyan's straight spear.

What Long Wanyan held in her hand was not a snow-white spear, but a red spear, a blood spear with a vivid color like blood.

Just as Xiao Yu was shocked by Long Wanyan's shot that blew the head off a half-dragon, the water behind her churned like boiling water, and a black shadow darted out from it, opening its blood-red maw and pressing down on Long Wanyan, its beastly eyes flashing with eagerness.

That frenzied energy seemed intent on burying Long Wanyan underwater in one fell swoop.

Because Long Wanyan had killed the half-dragon, she had no time to dodge the attack that would surely drag her into the water.

She turned around, shaking off the corpse hanging on the gun barrel. The blood-red gun was held horizontally, wedging itself right into the dragon's mouth, which was almost big enough to swallow her whole. Sharp, gleaming teeth were right in front of her, and a foul, bloody smell wafted from the dragon's mouth. Long Wanyan couldn't help but frown.

The enormous beastly eyes gleamed with almost manic joy. The Golden Core Flood Dragon's heart surged with excitement, and it bit her!

It's biting her!

As long as she is submerged in the deep pool, she will be greatly strengthened in the water mixed with dragon blood, making it impossible for Long Wanyan to escape, even though she is a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Thinking this, the Golden Core Flood Dragon lowered its head, and a tremendous force struck. Long Wanyan had just killed half of the flood dragon and lacked the strength to withstand the dragon's downward pressure.

Soon, Long Wanyan's grip on the gun loosened, and it looked like she couldn't hold it any longer and was about to fall into the water.

However, under the eager gaze of the dragon, Long Wanyan took a step back, her heel firmly landing on a solid surface.

Then, Long Wanyan exerted her strength, gripped the spear shaft tightly, and swung it to the side. The hard spearhead pressed down on the Golden Core Flood Dragon's head and slammed it hard onto the solid ice surface.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the ice surface, which was at least five or six meters thick, only shook slightly without cracking.

The sudden change and the impact on its head left the dragon dazed and seeing stars, and it took it a while to recover.

Long Wanyan took a deep breath, and the surrounding spiritual energy was completely absorbed.

On the thick ice, the flying sword, as clear as snow and glass, slashed across. Xiao Yu nodded; the plan was proceeding smoothly.

Because the surface of the deep pool was covered with a thick layer of ice, the view beneath the ice was much dimmer.

The half-dragon's corpse, whose head had been blown off by Long Wanyan's gun, slowly drifted to the bottom of the lake, its teardrop-like blood dripping out and scattering in the murky water at the bottom.

Suddenly, as if something had been triggered, the once calm and unchanging lakebed began to boil.

The pool water rippled, and what it contained quickly converged towards the pitiful half-dragon whose head had been blown off.

Almost instantly, its head, which had been blown off by Long Wanyan, grew back, and at the same time, a single horn, which only a dragon would have, sprouted from its originally python-like head.

The lake water churned, and a terrifying aura was constantly gathering around it.

On the thick ice surface.

The dragon, still dazed from being hit on the head, regained its senses, and a huge question mark flashed in its enormous beastly eyes.

How could the lake freeze over? It's not even winter yet!

As if remembering something, it suddenly turned its head to look back and found that a small area near the tree with the Dragon Blood Mystic Fruit was still filled with soft pool water, which had not affected that area.

A flying sword, resembling a white butterfly, circled around it, seemingly guarding the Dragon Blood Mystic Fruit.

Relieved, before it could think any further, a swift spear light attacked from behind. The dragon couldn't dodge in time, and the single horn on its head was pierced off. The sharp spear tip was just a hair's breadth away from it.

If it had reacted even a fraction slower, it would probably have ended up like that half-dragon whose head had been smashed open.

It let out a defiant roar and then engaged in a fierce battle with Long Wanyan, who was wielding a blood-red spear.

Because the water surface was frozen, its connection with the special deep pool below was severed, and its momentum was weakened considerably. In just one exchange, it was overwhelmed by Long Wanyan.

The red spear wind sliced ​​through the dragon's scales like a sharp knife cutting through tofu, easily plucking off large patches. At the same time, the wounds opened by the spear tip seemed to be corroded by lava, preventing the dragon's powerful regenerative abilities, which were at the Golden Core stage, from recovering for a while.

Compared to the snow-white spear at the beginning, the blood-red spear in Long Wanyan's hand is now showing its true power.

Standing before the giant rocks on the hillside, Xiao Yu's eyes gleamed as he noticed the scene. The gun in Long Wanyan's hand was no ordinary weapon.

It can be considered her exclusive magic weapon. When she was in the Foundation Establishment stage, it took the initiative to fly over and recognize her as its master when exploring the secret realm. Its grade is at least a half-immortal weapon, which is above spiritual artifacts.

Moreover, the spear in Long Wanyan's hand was incomplete, and it seemed that it needed to absorb the blood of a true dragon to be completely transformed into a celestial weapon. Currently, the highest grade of magical artifacts is the celestial weapon, followed by the semi-celestial weapon, the spiritual weapon, and the mortal weapon.

This is why, after absorbing the blood of the half-dragon, the spear in Long Wanyan's hand changed its appearance. The spear in her hand is now extremely lethal to dragons, and can be said to be specifically designed to suppress and overpower dragons.

It seems that Long Wanyan herself has a special constitution that is closely related to the dragon race, which can be seen from the Dragon Blood Mystic Fruit that she needs to pick.

As Xiao Yu was thinking, he suddenly realized something.

Damn it, no wonder there was a bottle of true dragon blood in the reward.

He finally knows what it's for.

Xiao Yu was speechless. How could he not know what the damn system was up to?

But...

He stroked his chin, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes.

She comes from a wealthy and powerful family, so there shouldn't be any problem with him kindly selling her this bottle of true dragon blood at a high price, right?

After all, true dragons have become extinct in this world, and the true dragon blood that Xiao Yu is about to obtain is priceless and could fetch an astronomical price at an auction house.

He is now penniless, and the spirit stones he received were all borrowed from Long Wanyan.

Selling it to her at a discount wouldn't be out of the question.

Just ...

Xiao Yu looked up at the sky and began to think about whether the effect of diluting the true dragon blood with water and selling it twice would be greatly reduced.

…………

Phew!

The snow-white spear tip pierced the dragon's head, and with a forceful thrust, it ripped the head off its body.

thump.

The dragon's body fell to the ground, and a large amount of blood flowed out. The spear in Long Wanyan's hand turned red, becoming even more vibrant than before.

She only glanced at it and then ignored it; the stimulation of the dragon's blood on the spear was only temporary.