“Senior, you can proceed like this later…”
Inside the cave, Li Changshou carefully instructed Zhao Gongming, urging the elder Zhao to handle the details of his intervention.
Beside them, Huanglong Zhenren listened in utter bewilderment. Despite his vast experiences, he still couldn’t imagine the splendid scene the two were describing.
But this time, Zhao Gongming looked troubled…
“The last time I helped Huanglong Shixiong, it was out of urgency and without a plan,” Zhao Gongming stroked his beard and frowned. “Hai Shen old brother, you’re right here, so coming up with other schemes should be effortless for you. But if my second sister finds out about this…”
“Gongming Senior!”
Li Changshou’s paper daoist, disguised as an old immortal, stepped forward half a pace, his gaze earnest as he said firmly, “This junior has carefully considered it. Blocking them with shen tong would truly be less effective than setting up this deceptive trap. This method must be used!”
“I’ve bumped into those six or seven of them before, and it’s no big issue,” Zhao Gongming glanced at Huanglong Zhenren, who looked completely baffled but tried to maintain a slight smile.
Huanglong Zhenren quickly said, “Whatever needs my assistance, Shidi and Dao You, feel free to say.”
Li Changshou replied, “Zhenren, you have another important task. This junior will explain it to you shortly. Zhao Senior, today it must be you who acts. Who else has your level of skill? Even if Yunxiao Senior came and used the Hunyuan Jindou to capture them, it wouldn’t be as effective as you simply showing up, delaying them for one or two shichen.”
“Ah, why bother my second sister with this?”
Zhao Gongming straightened his chest, raised his head, clasped his hands behind his back, and sighed with a smile, “I didn’t want to revisit old habits, but since Hai Shen old brother insists, I’ll reluctantly go and bump into them!”
“Senior is mighty!”
“It’s just a trivial matter,” Zhao Gongming laughed heartily, his eyes beneath his thick brows shining even brighter.
At that moment, Li Changshou brought out the latest version of the “bump porcelain” set: a self-developed treasure for recording images—the Twin Shadow Orb; an extended, enhanced version of the Great Dao oath template; and the “Blood Recall Orb” to retrieve sprayed blood in time…
And so on.
Li Changshou also reminded Zhao Daye of a few key details, such as insisting today that they were going to Biyou Palace to seek justice. The opponents had schemed against the Dragon Clan first, causing suffering to the creatures of the South Sea and East Sea. If this got out, it would shame the Saint of the Western Cult, so those six disciples of the Western Cult definitely wouldn’t dare confront them at Biyou Palace. But under no circumstances should they say “go to Ling Shan.” Things are different today; the opponents have invested so much and won’t give up easily. They could invoke their Saint to secretly plot, directly enlightening Zhao Daye and making him vanish!
Without hesitation, Zhao Gongming activated his treasures, prepared his shen tong, and as Li Changshou instructed, rode the clouds directly toward the position where the six Western Cult disciples were hiding. Later, he would pretend to pass by casually, spot them, and then unleash the Dinghai Divine Pearls to play a little joke on them.
Li Changshou worried that Zhao Gongming Senior might not handle the six experts alone, so he also asked his master to keep an eye on the situation and assist if necessary. If Zhao Gongming truly fell into danger, his master should appear and ask something like… Oh dear, Zhao Shidi, what happened to you? Hmm… no need for filler words.
‘If the Dragon Clan knew that their crisis today was resolved by the outer disciple of Jie Jiao “taking a fall,” I wonder what they’d think.’
Li Changshou chuckled lightly to himself and turned to the somewhat anxious Huanglong Zhenren.
Before Li Changshou could speak, Huanglong Zhenren gritted his teeth, stamped his foot, and frowned as he asked, “Although this approach might earn a scolding from our teacher, for the sake of the Dragon Clan today, this poor Daoist can’t worry about that anymore. Hai Shen Dao You, where should I take my fall?”
Li Changshou…
“Don’t worry, you have a real battle to fight. A strong enemy has gone to the East Sea eye, and I’m concerned the Dragon Clan elders guarding it aren’t a match for that fierce beast…”
“What!”
Huanglong Zhenren’s face changed, and without another word, he turned and rushed out of the cave, hurrying angrily toward the depths of the East Sea.
After arranging the two allies, Li Changshou casually formed a hand seal, and Samadhi True Flame surged from within his old immortal paper daoist, burning it to ashes in an instant, leaving only scattered remnants floating away. This was just a paper daoist for messaging, with only a trace of immortal power left; Recycling it carried risks, so self-destruction was the safest option.
Li Changshou withdrew that portion of his mind and spirit, reporting the details of Zhao Gongming’s “bump porcelain” plan to his master, Xuandu.
Xuandu Master immediately perked up, using his shen tong to keep a close watch on Zhao Gongming, ready to rush to his aid at any moment.
When Xuandu Master wanted to ask how Li Changshou had come up with this “bump porcelain” method, he noticed Li Changshou had already closed his eyes, his mind tense and focused…
‘This little disciple is truly tireless in his efforts.’
Xuandu Master sighed inwardly, feeling a bit embarrassed. He took out a small jade bottle from his sleeve and placed it beside Li Changshou.
Li Changshou sensed it immediately and opened his eyes to look.
“Master…”
“It’s nothing, just some pills to help with the Golden Immortal tribulation. Keep them.”
Li Changshou quickly stood up, bowed in salute, and without opening the bottle, respectfully put it away.
Xuandu Master nodded with a smile, his gaze shifting, but he said no more.
‘He already gave you the two Nine-Turn Golden Pills I begged from Laojun. If you still can’t survive the Golden Immortal tribulation, then it must be… you’re just too scheming and fate is jealous.’
Li Changshou sat down again, closed his eyes, and focused, with various scenes emerging in his mind.
The battle in the South Sea grew increasingly fierce, with the situation tipping out of balance. Because dozens of Western Cult experts had been diverted to the East Sea, and with reinforcements from the Dragon Clan arriving, the Dragon Clan in the South Sea had begun to gain the upper hand.
However, the Dragon Clan’s main force of experts was destined to miss their target; the enemies had used Qiankun Dao methods and were about to reach the East Sea Dragon Palace…
Outside the East Sea Dragon Palace, twelve groups of sea clan rebels and deep-sea demon troops launched a fierce assault, but the Dragon Clan’s outer defense line remained unbreachable, with the main Xianjiao soldiers concentrated there.
The most critical threat was the tens of thousands of elite Western forces that had appeared inside the defense line…
This army, along with Wen Jing Dao Ren and over fifty other experts, had already charged near the East Sea Dragon Palace!
The opponents were extremely cunning; dozens of experts had hidden their auras and blended into the sea clan rebels, causing the Dragon Clan to misjudge.
The Dragon Clan had thought it was just an ordinary “thirteenth wave” of enemies and dispatched the tens of thousands of troops around the palace.
But then, those dozens of experts suddenly struck, demolishing the East Sea Dragon Palace’s defense line with overwhelming force!
Several thousand elite soldiers led the charge, under the command of Wen Jing Dao Ren and over fifty experts, straight for the Crystal Palace!
Wen Jing and the others released their pressures, plunging the Crystal Palace into mild chaos.
Experts of Wen Jing Dao Ren’s caliber numbered five here…
Ordinary Golden Immortal experts, like Wuyou Dao Ren, the sect leader of Duxian Men, exceeded two or three hundred, most of them burdened with karma and exuding a ferocious aura!
Li Changshou knew clearly that the opponents still had experts in hiding who hadn’t shown themselves.
For example, the four short, fat, tall, and thin Dao Ren carrying the Qiankun treasures, who had transported tens of thousands of elites…
The battle at the Crystal Palace was on the verge of erupting!
From the Western forces, an elder hidden in the shadows shouted coldly toward the Crystal Palace, his voice echoing for thousands of li underwater:
“Today’s matter has nothing to do with outsiders. The Dragon Clan has been tyrannical for ages, oppressing the sea clans. Today, the sea clans merely seek justice from the Dragon Clan.”
In response came resounding dragon roars.
Hundreds of azure dragons flew out from the Crystal Palace, each releasing their auras to stand against the intruders.
Leading this group were eleven or twelve extremely ancient elders, each with Dao rhymes like the sea and auras like mountains, emanating a unique sense of grief from heaven and earth!
This was the sorrow of the heavens!
These were experts who had personally shattered the primordial world in ancient wars!
Li Changshou frowned as he observed from afar…
Not only were the opponents’ experts more numerous than he had anticipated, but the Dragon Clan side was also impressively concealed.
Indeed, none of them were easy opponents…
The two sides met and, without a word, clashed!
Hundreds of azure dragons howled and swirled, charging straight at the enemy forces, followed by tens of thousands of troops responsible for defending the Crystal Palace.
The experts on both sides coordinated seamlessly, quickly withdrawing from the main battlefield and engaging in the “peak battle” in the surrounding seas of the Crystal Palace!
Li Changshou couldn’t participate in such a war; he could only handle what was within his capabilities.
His paper daoist army was in position; The Heavenly Court reinforcements had also appeared directly above the East Sea Dragon Palace, ready to make a grand entrance at any moment.
The Jade Emperor’s incarnation was currently hidden in the East Sea Dragon Palace; whether this grand play would succeed hinged on the next half shichen!
But before that…
“Master, can you use the mirror to capture one of their experts? It’s that very strong woman, whose true form is a mosquito and who has a seductive figure after transforming.”
“Let me see… this one?”
Xuandu Master gestured with his chin toward the crystal mirror;
In the mirror, Wen Jing Dao Ren in a red skirt was surrounded by wisps of black qi, her mosaic fully revealed.
She leaned forward slightly, her slender finger pointing at the forehead of a hundred-zhang-long azure dragon. The dragon deflated visibly and turned to ashes in an instant…
“Hmm…”
Wen Jing Dao Ren let out a soft nasal sound, a faint blush crossing her lovely face, radiating visible satisfaction as the black qi around her grew denser.
She smiled charmingly, completely unaware that her disguise had been completely seen through, with every detail of her expression laid bare before a certain unnamed Great Pure Yang Mage.
Yet at this moment, despite her fierce momentum, Wen Jing Dao Ren wasn’t rushing to kill dragons; she was deliberately stalling.
Xuandu Master frowned and said, “She’s the one who attacked Duxian Men.”
“Yes, yes, but now, she’s… one of our own.”
Li Changshou said with a touch of guilt.
“Oh?” Xuandu Master’s eyes lit up, and he laughed, “You’re quite capable, not content with three stars around the moon, and even taming such a fierce beast. This beast is hard to subdue, and your strength is far inferior to hers.”
Uh, Master, are you misunderstanding something? The one who’ll be dating her in the future is you, Master—this was decided by the Taiqing Lord, so what does it have to do with this junior disciple?
But wait, what on earth is “three stars around the moon”?
Just as Li Changshou was about to explain, his mind suddenly trembled, and he said hurriedly, “Master, this disciple must handle another matter first.”
“Go ahead,” Xuandu Master waved his hand, “Leave this place to me. If the Dragon Clan can’t hold out, I’ll step in to protect them.”
“Yes.”
Li Changshou quickly closed his eyes, shifting his mind and spirit to the paper daoist on the edge of a sea trench tens of thousands of li away.
The paper daoist transformed into a middle-aged daoist, the image of the Human Teachings’ little mage.
Then, Li Changshou used Water Escape to head downward into the sea trench.
The trench was extremely deep, with intense battle fluctuations below.
He had only escaped a few hundred zhang when streams of “blood” surged toward him, mixed with chunks of Dragon Clan remains.
Li Changshou dodged the blood flow and dived to the bottom, where more true dragon remains kept appearing, their cuts perfectly smooth.
Just moments ago, these sturdy dragon bodies had been sliced like tofu…
At the base of this sea trench was the true dragon seal of the East Sea eye!
Seeing this, Li Changshou hadn’t expected the Six-Winged Golden Cicada to reach the depths so unobstructed.
Was this fierce beast on the same level as Wen Jing Dao Ren?
This paper daoist of Li Changshou’s was here to delay the opponent and buy time for reinforcements.
The enemy coming to the sea eye could do many things…
The simplest would be to break the sea eye’s seal and pollute the entire East Sea, forcing the Dragon Clan to sacrifice lives again to refill it afterward…
But on second thought, the chances of that were low; Breaking the sea eye might immediately trigger Zixiao Divine Thunder, and the karma would be too great.
Moreover, the Western Cult was determined to seize the Dragon Clan and wouldn’t weaken them so drastically.
Li Changshou guessed that the opponent was likely targeting the lingering souls of the dragons filling the sea eye…
Six-Winged Golden Cicada…
It seemed he had heard legends about this fierce beast in his previous life; there was a famous monk who was its reincarnation…
Who was it?
Li Changshou calculated with his fingers, searching his memories, while using Water Escape to charge into a breached great array, just in time to see…
The Six-Winged Golden Cicada flickered several times, leaving afterimages, and the bodies of two dragon-headed elders were instantly shattered into pieces, still in the posture of thrusting palms and throwing treasures…
The cicada’s six thin wings flapped gently, the blood light on them flashing away.
The Six-Winged Golden Cicada shook its form, transforming into a youthful daoist in golden light—fair-skinned and handsome, but with a smile that carried a hint of wickedness.
The Six-Winged Golden Cicada murmured, “The Dragon Clan has truly declined, so vulnerable now.”
At this point, Li Changshou had deduced the result in his heart and glimpsed fragments from his previous life’s memories.
Six-Winged Golden Cicada… Jin Chan Zi…
Damn!
This was that white, plump monk who always shouted, “Female donor, you must not!”?
Before Tang Seng’s ten reincarnations, he was actually this ferocious?
Seeing the youthful daoist pull out a blood-colored pearl and about to carry out his scheme, Li Changshou set aside his inner turmoil and stepped forward, shouting, “Wait!”
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