Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

Outside the city, there was wailing.

The cries of a baby, the pleas for help of a woman, and the roars of a man.

Like a torrential downpour, or a sudden gust of wind sweeping through, everything is in disarray.

The cries echoing in her ears were undoubtedly a torment to Fan Luo Kui's Dao heart. She calmed herself down, her face cold, and walked toward the young cultivator who was giving orders to the guards.

The remaining three exchanged glances, knowing perfectly well that Fan Luokui's old habit had resurfaced.

He acted bravely and righteously, and helped those in need.

The occupational hazard left over from her previous role as the captain of the trial team has almost become a characteristic of Fan Luokui's personality.

"How is this going?"

She approached the young cultivator and asked coldly, "Why don't you let the people outside in?"

"Ok?"

The young cultivator turned to the side, glanced coldly at Fan Luokui, and then frowned, as if recalling that Yue Jianghan had brought four people into the city not long ago, one of whom was a cherry-haired shrine maiden in red.

His expression instantly changed to one of utmost respect and humility: "Reporting to my lord, these outsiders are all rioters, and Ashina Castle will not accept them."

grown ups?

Upon hearing this, Fan Luokui knew that the young cultivator was only being so respectful to her because of Yue Jianghan.

Although it was a good thing, Fan Luokui did not feel happy about it at the moment—when she thought of the scene she had witnessed not long ago, she felt a sense of anger that she had to express.

She didn't dwell on the topic, but frowned and asked, "Why do you call them rioters?"

"These are all rioters who escaped from Ashina Castle. There is no need for Ashina Castle to take them in."

"Hanyin City?!"

Not to mention Fan Luokui, Jiang Shaoguang and the others were also startled.

Isn't that the city where their Luojiang Prefecture is located?

Fan Luokui's expression immediately turned horrified; she seemed to have considered many terrible possibilities.

She rushed to the edge of the crowd, and through the soldiers forming the defensive line, asked the wailing civilians outside the city:

"What's going on with you? What happened in Hanyin City?"

"You...you are..."

Upon seeing the arrival of a female cultivator who was not wearing armor, almost everyone's gaze fell upon Fan Luo Kui.

One of the elderly women recognized Fan Luo Kui. Her wrinkled, weathered face was filled with surprise and ecstasy. Her eyes trembled, and her gaze was filled with hopeful light: "You are... that person from Luojiang Prefecture..."

Fan Luokui quickly grasped the old woman's trembling hand and asked hastily, "Grandma, what happened?"

"Hanyin City...Hanyin City..."

The old lady swallowed hard, her face showing a look of terror and fear as if she had seen a ghost.

The words she uttered struck Fan Luo Kui like a bolt from the blue.

"Cold Seal City... For some unknown reason... a crazed black dragon suddenly appeared in Cold Seal City..."

"When we escaped, Hanyin City was already mostly destroyed! Only the city lord was left, struggling to hold on..."

"But it seems that even the city lord is no match for that dragon, and the city lord's mansion seems to be... coming to an end."

31. Too silly

Hanyin City.

The flames roared to the heavens.

The frenzied dragon roar was like a demonic sound, its power overwhelming, and with just one long roar, it shattered dozens of buildings.

Under the cover of darkness, a middle-aged man clad in black armor, holding a sharp spear in his left hand, stood on the void. His muscular body suddenly trembled, and he was blasted nearly a hundred meters away by the overwhelming force.

With a surge of powerful spiritual energy flowing into the soles of his feet, he managed to stabilize himself in mid-air with great difficulty, landing smoothly on the top of the Cold Seal City Lord's Mansion behind him, but once again vomited a mouthful of blood.

Several soldiers rushed forward to help him up, but he stretched out his hand to indicate to the people behind him that he was fine.

Yuan Dong, the city lord of Hanyin City, stood tall with a long spear in his hand. His sword-like eyebrows were filled with unbearable pain, but even so, he still stood in front of the soldiers with the posture of a war god.

He knew he couldn't afford to fall.

Yuan Dong's gaze fell on the giant dragon beast that was rampaging in the center of Hanyin City in the distance. Although the huge black dragon was already riddled with holes, it still tried to tear everything around it apart with its sharp claws and teeth stained with blood.

Its dragon eyes were bloodshot, and the moment it raised its head, it let out another deafening roar.

"Cough cough..." Yuan Dong coughed violently twice. He straightened his back, staring intently at the black dragon, and asked his subordinates behind him, "How many residents have been evacuated from the city?"

"Reporting to the lord, more than 80% have been evacuated."

"Not enough..."

Yuan Dong shook his head, gripping the gun handle tightly, and said resolutely, "We must hold out until all personnel are evacuated."

After speaking, he made a move to step forward and fight, but was pulled back by his subordinates behind him.

"Lord City Lord..." The soldiers behind him looked at Yuan Dong, whose legs were trembling slightly, with complicated and heavy expressions: "You are already too badly injured. If you continue to push yourself, I'm afraid..."

"I don't have time to listen to your nonsense."

Yuan Dong flung away the hand of the soldier behind him, flicked his spear, and his spiritual energy surged powerfully.

He didn't even glance at the group of loyal soldiers behind him, coldly leaving behind the words: "I will deal with this black dragon myself. You are only a burden to me if you stay here, so leave as well!"

"But, General..."

"No buts, get the hell out of here!"

Yuan Dong grunted, and as his spiritual energy surged, he struck out with his palm without turning his head.

The violent impact sent the soldier behind him flying, plummeting from the top of the city lord's mansion.

Although the city lord's mansion was towering into the clouds, such a height was not enough to cause serious injury to that soldier's cultivator.

Yuan Dong coldly turned to the side, glanced at the group of soldiers behind him who had suddenly fallen silent, and said, "Do you want to get lost yourselves, or should I help you?"

The soldiers exchanged glances, each seeing an indescribable reluctance in the other's eyes.

They all bowed deeply to Yuan Dong, performing the highest form of respect, and then turned and left without looking back.

Yuan Dongfang breathed a sigh of relief after everyone had left.

He gripped his spear tightly, his expression solemn.

The general, who had fought for decades, eventually grew old.

The massive form of the crazed black dragon was reflected in his eyes, which seemed to be burning with flames. Yuan Dong felt a sharp pain in his chest, followed by a tearing pain throughout his body.

He had no choice but to circulate his spiritual energy, using his damaged spiritual energy to suppress the damned pain.

Yuan Dong had no idea where the black dragon came from. In fact, in his opinion, the black dragon clan had no reason to attack his Cold Seal City. Moreover, the dragon's appearance was extremely strange, as if it were insane, which made him think of the mad dragon that had hovered under the dark sky when the Northern Ice Palace was frozen.

However, this mad dragon is not the same as that mad dragon, otherwise he would already be dead by now.

If that's the case, where did this suddenly appearing black dragon come from?

Yuan Dong was unaware.

He doesn't need to know.

All he knew was that as the city lord of Hanyin City, he had to protect the city at this moment.

Those who protect this city.

"If only those two from Luojiang Prefecture were here..."

Feeling utterly exhausted, Yuan Dong couldn't help but think of the sword and knife from Luojiang Prefecture.

The frost blade, reaching its limit, cleaves through the void.

A mysterious and powerful sword with supernatural abilities.

If they were here, this black dragon at the peak of the Void Realm... shouldn't be a big problem.

Unfortunately, the two people from Luojiang Prefecture have disappeared without a trace.

Yuan Dong took a deep breath, his gaze involuntarily falling on Luojiang Prefecture in the distance.

Inside the raging fire of Luojiang Mansion, he vaguely saw an extremely disheveled figure.

It was an elderly man, hunched over, covered in dust and dirt, frantically carrying the unconscious children, running wildly into the distance.

"That is……"

Yuan Dong was horrified; he hadn't expected that the children inside Luojiang Prefecture hadn't evacuated yet!

Were they knocked unconscious by the smoke from the fire?

He dared not delay any longer, and immediately circulated his spiritual energy, flying away and creating several ripples in mid-air as he rushed towards Luojiang Prefecture at an extremely fast speed.

At that moment, Uncle Chen was coughing violently, with two unconscious children under each arm, and with his already weak old legs, he kept trying to get the children to a safe place.

However, there are many children in Luojiang Prefecture. How could they all be sent out of Hanyin City in such a short time? Moreover, Uncle Chen himself has little cultivation. It is already a miracle that he survived the fire and was able to successfully rescue all the children.

Looking at the children crying loudly in the alley, Uncle Chen knew he absolutely could not panic. He settled the last two children in the alley for the time being, then glanced back at the black dragon that was still roaring madly behind him, his expression stern.

"Wait for me here..."

"Uncle Chen, Uncle Chen, where are you going???"

When the children saw that the only adult was gone and would not return, they immediately started crying and shouting.

Two little girls clung pitifully to Uncle Chen's trouser legs, their eyes filled with tears: "Uncle Chen... don't go, don't go..."

"It's fine……"

Uncle Chen grinned and patted the little girl's head: "I'll be back..."

That's what they say.

In fact, Uncle Chen had already made plans.

If he couldn't get the children out of Cold Seal City, then all he could do was try to lure the mad dragon away.

Although the chances of success are very low.