Who is spreading rumors that my filial piety towards them has changed?

He immediately grabbed Zuo Qiuchi and plunged into the water. Although he didn't have a water-repelling bead, he easily created a "hollow bubble" in the seawater by relying on the power of his sublimated and enhanced soul.

You won't get wet from the seawater while you're in it.

Although ordinary cultivators can also use the five elements of spiritual energy to achieve this, keeping the seawater away from their bodies, the deeper they go into the ocean, the greater the consumption of this "water-avoidance" action becomes.

Furthermore, it is like an ordinary person getting stuck in a swamp, or a husband being investigated after visiting a brothel, highlighting a dilemma of being caught between going in and out.

Chu Mingkong, on the other hand, finds this task much easier now.

"Why do I sense a trace of extreme Yin energy underwater?" Chu Mingkong vaguely sensed it, and it was a rather active kind of extreme Yin energy.

"Maybe, because there is also an extreme abyss in the East Sea, an extreme abyss deep in the seabed. It's just called the Sea Prison or the Land of Exile here. You can just think of it as the extreme abyss. It's far away from here... I really don't like this feeling of thick water spiritual energy everywhere."

After swimming in the deep sea for a long time, Chu Mingkong saw the Dragon King's Palace. From a distance, it looked like a pearl oyster opening its mouth to reveal its private, luminous pearl.

As we got closer, we saw that the Dragon King's Palace was scarred and battered, indicating that a battle had taken place there.

A dragon, tens of meters long, lay on the ground like a dead snake, barely alive.

That seems to be Ao Wei's true form?!

Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Black-Skinned, White-Silk Asura King

Although his true form was different—this Ao Wei was no longer the tall, broad-shouldered, blue-haired, blue-eyed man he had seen before, but a large snake covered in wounds, curled up in the Dragon King's Palace—his aura was hard to lie about, especially since the heavily injured Ao Wei had no time to disguise his aura to deceive others.

But... what exactly happened to get Ao Wei beaten up like this?!

It should be noted that Ao Wei did indeed do inhuman things, and the origin of his power is questionable, but he is indeed a strong person, otherwise how could the old Dragon King Palace have wiped out his clan?

Zuo Qiuchi walked over and kicked the large snake. Its long body occupied a lot of space in the Dragon Palace. It looked very long, but the powerful muscles on the dragon's body were vaguely visible. Even several adults couldn't hug it.

"This figure is really not good for a dragon. Its body is like a water snake. I once saw a dragon with very beautiful scales. I was so envious that I wanted to scrape them off to make a bracelet. I would not even give this dragon with its slippery scales to me."

Zuo Qiuchi's words made it seem as if she regarded the dragons as ornamental fish, even using words like "appearance." However, it's possible that she just said it casually, too lazy to delve into the vocabulary to express herself accurately.

"...Can't you show a little respect for dragons? I thought you were going to say that you admired and marveled at the dragon when you saw it."

"What's there to admire about them? Just because of their race? If their cultivation is decent, I'll give them some respect regardless of their race."

"Seriously, could this water snake be fake? Did the real Ao Wei sneak away?"

"Master, are you trying to describe the cicada shedding its shell?"

"Oh, that's enough, why worry about this expression!"

"I thought so too, but I don't think so now. This should be the real thing..." Chu Mingkong jumped onto the dragon's body, his head almost hitting the ceiling of the Dragon Palace.

He pointed towards the direction of the dragon's head.

Although Ao Wei's current state is that his head is all neck, there is a transplanted Extreme Yin Reverse Scale in the normal neck position.

That sharp edge can't be faked.

This only made Chu Mingkong even more confused. Who had the ability to beat Ao Wei to the brink of death? And what was their purpose?

The sound coming from deep within the Dragon Palace suddenly alerted the master and disciple.

They looked at each other and confirmed that they were not hallucinating; there was indeed movement!

Perhaps it was a palace maid in the Dragon Palace, or perhaps the murderer had not yet left?

However, since the other party has not left, it means that the other party must have also sensed that an outsider has entered the Dragon Palace.

Since the opponent is an enemy like Ao Wei, there is basically no need to worry about being retaliated against, so they do things in secret and dare not let others know.

Zuo Qiuchi shouted nonchalantly, "There are still people in the Dragon Palace, aren't there? If you're not going to come out and see them, then I, Chu Mingkong, will go in and find you!"

Chu Mingkong looked at his master with complicated emotions, and asked as he walked inside:

"Why are you mentioning my name? Master, are you afraid of getting into trouble?"

"Test them! If they react when they hear your name, they are a cultivator in the ordinary sense, including someone like Shen Xuejun. But if they don't react, they are most likely some reclusive master or old monster."

"What do you mean by that?" Chu Mingkong raised an eyebrow. His name had become so influential now.

"Ordinary cultivators would definitely go to the auction house. Everyone knows your current value. How could they not react when they hear your name?"

"I don't even dare to say I'm your master when I go out now!"

Zuo Qiuchi did run into some acquaintances in Guanhai City. They were not exactly acquaintances, but at least they were friends he had met once. However, he didn't dare to go over and say hello!

"..."

Chu Mingkong was deeply hurt; the auction incident was now being used by those around him to prick his heart from time to time.

He's planning to take everyone down with him; if he doesn't go all out, this matter can't be avoided.

"Now that I've officially entered the sea, once I'm back on land, I'll use a megaphone to announce my identity and also let you know that my master is here. Anyone who knows her can come and find her."

Zuo Qiuchi looked at this traitor in horror, but made a swift and decisive decision:

"Very well, then our master-disciple relationship is over. I'm going to run away right now and leave Feng Ying to make a fool of himself with you!"

As the master and disciple were playfully teasing and joking with each other, a magnetic female voice, calm and mature, echoed from the depths of the Dragon Palace, slowly reverberating before them.

"Please come in, both of you."

Chu Mingkong glanced at Zuo Qiuchi to confirm if she was some old friend she knew, but Zuo Qiuchi shook her head.

This dragon palace is divided into an inner hall and an outer hall. A magnificent and heavy gate, which separates the two halls, lies broken to one side, silently welcoming the two foreign guests.

Zuo Qiuchi glanced at the marks on the gate; in fact, he had already guessed it when he saw Ao Wei's dragon body.

"The Buddhist [Great Annihilation Hand] is the most superior Buddhist fist and palm combat technique."

The master and his disciple took a few more steps forward, and a woman walked around the Dragon King's throne.

"The dragon's chair doesn't seem very comfortable. I don't remember it clearly, but it should have been quite pleasant. It seems it has been taken away..." The woman, who was moving around alone in the inner hall, muttered to herself, also speaking to the two guests.

The woman's skin was a beautifully dark color, smooth and lustrous like bronze, with an added depth of endless night. Her platinum armor simply covered her shoulders, waist, and wrists, while a soft white silk dress protected her private parts.

At first glance, he saw white hair, dark skin, and a white silk dress.

He had a high chest, strong abdominal muscles, and round, powerful, and long thighs.

Unfortunately, I can't see the buttocks clearly yet.

Oh, right, I forgot to check her face...

However, her face was not clearly visible because she was wearing a white silk veil. Judging from the half of her face that was visible, she must have been extremely beautiful.

Chu Mingkong was certain that he had never seen this woman before. Her cultivation aura was almost nonexistent, but that was only because he couldn't sense it. The dying Sea Dragon King outside was the best proof of her strength.

"Someone you know?" Chu Mingkong asked Zuo Qiuchi.

"do not know."

Chu Mingkong waved and presented his name: "I am Zuo Mingkong, and I will not change my name or surname."

"..." Zuo Qiuchi was too embarrassed to even complain about him; he really didn't blush at all.

"It's her on the left." The dark-skinned beauty raised her hand, pointed at Zuo Qiuchi, and then pointed at Chu Mingkong, "Mingkong is you."

"It seems that my master and I are quite well-known. You must not have only learned about us because of an auction, right? May I ask your esteemed name and which heroine or heroine you are?"

The woman seemed to have given in to the Dragon King's Chair, and, despite the discomfort, slowly sat down, saying:

"King of Asura".

Chapter 100 Don't flatter yourself.

Is this the Asura King?

Chu Mingkong found this somewhat unexpected. She had heard the name several times before, but the image she presented was somewhat different from what she had in mind.

Even if it was a woman, Chu Mingkong's impression of her should have been that of a fierce woman with biceps bigger than her pectoral muscles. But the result was that apart from the domineering and mature voice, the visual impression was slightly... slender?

However, this delicate impression may also be related to the silk dress she is wearing. It feels like Feng Ying would look perfectly at ease wearing this dress, and with a simple alteration, it could be used as a dancer's gown.

However, as they shifted their focus from the appearance of the Asura King back to the issue of her sudden appearance, a moment of silence fell over them.

Chu Mingkong didn't know how to start a conversation again, but fortunately Zuo Qiuchi broke the silence:

"You don't think this is the real body, but some kind of clone?"

“That’s right, I’m busy with other things,” said the Asura King. Her eyes shone with white light, her armor was menacing, and her white silk dress was light and graceful. A dazzling white light halo floated behind her head. Despite the strange and contrasting styles of her clothing, she had a dignified and majestic appearance.

This information relieved Chu Mingkong. At least the other party was indeed hostile. Without knowing the details, he didn't need to be afraid of a clone.

Although this clone should not be underestimated.

"What brings you here? Are you after us, or Ao Wei?"

"It was Zuo and Chu who came here after me and met me. I shouldn't ask if my goal was you, but rather if your goal was me."

After being corrected by the Asura King, the tension in the hearts of the master and disciple lessened considerably; he was quite the logician!

"Very cultured. Since our meeting here was unexpected, may I ask what brings the Asura King here?" Chu Mingkong inquired.

"I heard there are some remnants of Xingqi Temple here, so I came to deal with them. Unfortunately, this little dragon king tried to stop me, so I'll take care of him."

"But she spared his life?" Chu Mingkong couldn't understand this at all. She could have easily killed him, but she spared his life.

“They’re not worth killing. Besides, there are too few people in this world worth taking action against. If we can avoid killing them, we should let them go and see if they have the potential to grow stronger.” The Asura King shook his head calmly. Beneath his dignified appearance, he seemed to be compassionate and caring, but it was just a kind of indifferent disdain.

Not killing the Dragon King was not out of pity or soft-heartedness, but simply because killing such a person was meaningless and pointless, and there was even a sense of expectation that he could continue to grow stronger.

What Shura King probably didn't expect was that the "remnants of Xingqi Temple" she casually disposed of were actually the source of Ao Wei's power. She had essentially severed Ao Wei's foundation.

Chu Mingkong knew that he would encounter the Asura King one day, but he did not expect it to happen so suddenly. He had just said that the Asura King's target was not them, but rather that he still had the Asura Heavy Sword on his person.

Even earlier, the Asura King had sent the bald man to deal with Zuo Qiuchi, and it seemed that he was inviting her to engage in dual cultivation or something.

At the time, I hadn't thought that the Asura King was a woman. It wasn't until I met the old King Chu that I vaguely realized the Asura King's gender.

Since we've run into each other, I might as well ask.

"I took that Asura Heavy Sword." Chu Mingkong took out the heavy sword and shook it.

When the Asura King saw his lost item, his reaction was indifferent; he simply nodded slightly.