Fairy, help me cultivate.

The dragon's body, as large as mountains, was covered in flying scales and riddled with rotten parts.

The dragon head and claws closest to them exploded into a blood mist that blotted out the sky.

The remaining eight heads of the nine-headed dragon screamed in unison as its massive body writhed and struggled to rise into the air and escape.

"Now that I'm out, how can I let you go?"

The woman in the red dress dipped her fingertip in the blood from her face and drew a bright red talisman in the air.

After she finished, she pursed her lips and blew on it.

The talisman expanded, transforming into a scarlet light that scattered in all directions.

Red lightning bolts exploded in the sky, quickly connecting to form a scarlet electric grid.

"Suppress, kill!"

The scarlet woman spread her five fingers and pressed her palm down, her ethereal hair fluttering and her long skirt billowing.

The power grid was suddenly cut down.

The eight giant dragons roared incessantly, cowering into a ball, but still could not escape and were shredded into pieces by the scarlet lightning.

Half of the Bibo Pool was evaporated, and clouds and mist rose and spread.

Chen Yao was dumbfounded.

The woman in the red dress let out a long sigh, her voice even more languid: "Who is controlling me, you or me? Now that I've made my move, I'm afraid I'll be sleeping for a long time… You'd better get the Frost Jade, otherwise…"

Before she could finish speaking, she vanished.

After a long while, Chen Yao muttered to himself in disarray amidst the wind and fog, "What kind of deity is this?"

On the rocky island at the bottom of the pool that had been dried up and emerged from the steam, Mingzhan was the first to wake up.

She glanced at Qingming beside her, who had only fainted, and breathed a sigh of relief. She then subconsciously looked around.

???

This is where?

How did the terrain of Bibo Pool change?

She strained her eyes to see into the distance, sensing Chen Yao's figure hovering silently in the air, and the scattered remains of the dead dragon scattered across the pool...

???

Chapter 87 What kind of deity is Chen Yao!

System prompt:

[The Demon Soul affix is ​​active, randomly granting 35460 cultivation points]

[Congratulations, host, on advancing to the second level of Foundation Establishment (38440/40000)]

Chen Yao opened his mouth. That great demon and the giant dragon were so fierce, and all you gave me was this little bit of cultivation?

Upon further reflection, he became even more certain that the demonic seal was indeed using him to help the woman in the red dress absorb demonic souls, or rather, cultivation levels.

Otherwise, how could he have only converted such a small amount of cultivation?

“Nephew, these dragon horns are the essence of that evil dragon. You must preserve them well so that you can refine them into high-grade magic weapons when the time is right.”

Mingzhan had already brought Qingming to Chen Yao.

"And this Nine Dragons Inner Core must be kept a secret. It must not be shown to anyone until the most suitable method of its use is found."

She handed the inner core to Chen Yao.

Chen Yao took it and looked at her with surprise.

Mingzhan and his disciple exchanged glances, and he said with a smile, "Everyone has secrets. I won't ask how you managed to kill this evil dragon that even a Nascent Soul cultivator couldn't handle together. But no matter what, your things are not something a mere Golden Core cultivator like me would dare to covet."

She looked sincerely into Chen Yao's eyes: "I only hope to forge some kind of bond with him."

Chen Yao thought for a moment and said, "Senior Mingzhan, I need to rush back to the mountain to treat my senior sister. Bibo Pool was conquered by your two sects, and I will explain this to the sect. Farewell."

"and many more."

Mingzhan pointed her slender finger directly to her heart, coughed up three drops of blood from her heart, and used this to draw an array that covered the Azure Wave Pool.

"This is the Blood Oath Formation of Clear Mind. Unless you are a cultivator of a whole realm higher than me, even I cannot unravel it. I will stay here and guard the Azure Wave Pool, waiting for your sect to take over."

Chen Yao smiled faintly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing, then carried Yun Li in his arms and rode his sword straight into the sky.

Qingming asked, puzzled, "Master, why bother?"

Mingzhan's face turned even paler. He hurriedly took out a high-grade pill from his pocket, swallowed it, and landed on the stone island to meditate.

"You don't understand. Regardless of whether there is a powerful protector, being able to completely kill an existence that is close to a true dragon could be a great opportunity for you and me, master and disciple, to turn our lives around."

"However, I don't think he took his master's surrender and overtures to him very seriously."

Ming Zhan took a deep breath: "This is the attitude he should have... If he didn't have an extremely powerful backer, how could he be so disdainful of the treasures that the entire South China Sea is openly and secretly vying for? Perhaps I underestimated Chen Yao's identity before... Could he be a descendant of a powerful figure from the Divine Continent? Is he just here in the small South China Sea for fun and sightseeing?"

She shook her head, filled with anticipation for the future.

……

……

Chen Yao braved the wind and rain all the way without stopping, and finally returned to Kuanglu after several days.

As soon as he entered the Cloud Sea Formation, the clouds around him began to swirl wildly.

Countless rays of light emerged, blocking his path.

An elder from Refining Soul Peak stepped forward, pointing his halberd at Chen Yao: "You audacious traitor! You fled the sect without permission, how dare you swagger back now? Guards, seize him!"

Several Foundation Establishment disciples from Refining Soul Peak unleashed magical artifacts and chains, enveloping Chen Yao.

Chen Yao glared and raised his jade-handled sword to slash horizontally.

A chilling sword aura swept across, sending magical artifacts and chains flying.

"He has reached the Foundation Establishment stage!"

"This is Senior Uncle Xu's sword intent!"

The disciples of Refining Soul Peak unconsciously stepped back.

"You really do have a complicated relationship with that scoundrel Xu Junyu!"

Just as the elder of Refining Soul Peak was about to make his move, a chuckle rang out from the sea of ​​clouds above everyone's heads.

A thick, long sword beam crashed down, catching the elder off guard. He was pierced from the clouds and deeply embedded in the mountain peak.

After a long while, he emerged, disheveled and covered in blood, pointing a finger and cursing, "Xu Junyu, how dare you... Ouch!"

Another sword strike came crashing down, and he hopped and skipped away in a panic.

The last rays of light from the clouds seemed to vanish without a trace.

Xu Junyu flew to Chen Yao on his sword and was taken aback when he saw Chen Yao's disheveled appearance and tattered clothes.

“Good nephew, you’ve suffered. Your master was away those few days, otherwise, he would have definitely gone to Refining Soul Peak to beat up that perverted old man Jing… uh, and put him in his junior brother’s chamber pot for a bath.”

As she spoke, her gaze shifted downwards, and she noticed Yun Li curled up in Chen Yao's arms.

"What's wrong with Xiao Yunli?"

Chen Yao quickly said, "Her mind has been corrupted by a great demon from the Demonic Sect. Can you save her?"

Xu Junyu pried open Yun Li's eyelids to take a look, then leaned close to her chest to listen, and shook his head: "I can't... In the entire Kuanglu, only your master is familiar with the various miscellaneous methods of the Demonic Sect. Let's go, let's go find Xiao Lingning."

As she spoke, she took Chen Yao's arm, enhanced his sword, and the two of them transformed into a streak of light, crashing towards Hanyu Peak.

Chen Yao looked at Xu Junyu and felt a sense of peace.

Don't let her unreliable nature fool you; she's actually quite dependable when it counts.

They landed in Yuhua Garden, stirring up a flurry of fallen flowers and fragrant herbs.

The groans ceased abruptly amidst the misty spring water.

Ling Ning's annoyed snort rang out: "You'd better have a better reason..."

"Little Lingning, what time is it? You're still hiding and secretly grinding beans! Come quick, your disciple is going to die!"

Xu Junyu started yelling loudly.

Ling Ning's face turned bright red: "What...what shameless things are you saying? Xu Junyu, don't slander me out of thin air! Otherwise, I will never forgive you!"

The sound of splashing water arose, a rustling sound.

Ling Ning put on her clothes.

Xu Junyu secretly stuck out her tongue at Chen Yao, seemingly a little afraid that Ling Ning would break off their relationship.

A rich, ripe aroma suddenly rises.

Ling Ning floated over, her light dress billowing in the breeze. When she saw the unconscious Yun Li, she frowned and asked, "What happened?"

She stared at Chen Yao.

Chen Yao explained everything clearly, including slaying the dragon and the great demon, but he described it as their infighting and killing each other, which gave him the opportunity.

This cannot be hidden; Mingzhan knows it.

Ling Ning gave him a deep look, then pointed her slender finger at Yun Li's brow. Yun Li groaned, her face contorted in pain, and she gripped Chen Yao's arm tightly with her small hand.

"The primordial spirits clash."

Ling Ning looked at Xu Junyu.

Xu Junyu looked at her and smiled, "Do whatever you can. I know everything about Hanyu Peak! Isn't she a real dragon? What's there to avoid? Besides, you're not in good shape right now, are you? Can you manage on your own?"

Ling Ning pursed her lips before turning her attention back to Yun Li.

She looked at Chen Yao: "Go outside and guard the area. Don't let anyone in. This is the core of the formation... Summon the disciples together."

Chen Yao took a red lacquered plaque engraved with a hideous ghost face and flew up into the air above the Imperial Garden on his sword.

He released the small snake from his wrist and went to find Huibai, asking her to gather her disciples.

The clouds and mist below grew thicker, and the sound of rocks scattering echoed through Yuhua Garden, accompanied by strong winds.