"Such a terrifying Bo Dragon, our Heavenly Mother Mountain is so unlucky."
"Is this a Dragon Seed? It's horrifying."
"Can the cultivation of a Dragon Seed also go awry? Out of control, it's almost like a mad beast. Luckily, we escaped quickly; otherwise, we all would have been eaten by this Evil Dragon."
"Will we be able to return when this Evil Dragon has vented its rage?"
"Poor Mountain Ghost Sister, she wasn't eaten, was she?"
At Heavenly Mother Mountain, the Evil Dragon had attacked, and Devil creatures had fled, too angry to speak, only daring to watch from a distance outside the mountain as the giant beast coiled around the summit after its rampage. This scene was quite consistent with so legends of marvels, seen by woodcutters and farrs, soon to be spread far and wide.
It was just when many spirit monsters were indignantly plotting that suddenly, deep within Heavenly Mother Mountain, a sigh echoed.
Then ca the dark, sinister wave that Tao Qian had beco quite familiar with, enveloping everything, including Tao Qian and the Bo Dragon, under the blanket of darkness at Heavenly Mother Mountain. The bright light showered down, and the new stage was set. Surprisingly, Tao Qian heard a familiar catchphrase.
Not long ago, Tao Qian had spoken those words to the True Inheritor of the Evil Sect, Lian Yulou.
Now, it was being returned to him.
"Mr. Jin Lin, sorry to keep you waiting. These past days have really kept busy. Now that I've found so free ti, I've co to settle the score from that day at Jin Mansion when you bit ."
"Mr. Jin Lin, your doom has arrived."
As the voice died away, Tao Qian saw the person in question.
Lian Yulou seed to really relish his role as an "actor" this lifeti, incorporating performance into his combat. Last ti at Jin Mansion, he had contrived the scenario of Little Juxian kidnapping the Rashamon Girl. Now, at Heavenly Mother Mountain, he had stirred up sothing new.
He appeared dressed in an extrely lavish red wedding gown, holding a Red Sleeve Longsword. If one didn't look at his clearly male face, they might really think he was a graceful bride.
As if that was not enough, soon after his bride made her debut, the stage quickly filled with various puppets, singing a weird script eerily.
Tao Qian pretended to be weakened, listening intently. This was clearly a play titled "The Malevolent Love of Marrying a Dragon."
His previous mories revealed that this drama was adapted from folktales of marvels, telling a tangled tale of love between a woman from the Human Clan and a Dragon Demon, across three lifetis—bittersweet and quite popular.
And the play's ending was pleasing to hear.
Because the Dragon Demon was naturally lascivious and committed many evils, it was ultimately slain by the woman with an Immortal Sword. Afterwards, the woman wore her bridal gown and followed him in death.
Tao Qian had originally enacted his part excellently, pretending that his cultivation went awry and was extrely weakened after venting. He planned to strike Lian Yulou fatally as he approached, but he certainly hadn't expected Lian Yulou to co up with such a sche.
Those voices, sorrowful and lingering, imdiately stiffened Tao Qian's expression.
Then, disregarding his weakened body,
he soared into the air with a thunderous explosion, much like that ti at Jin Mansion, charging towards Lian Yulou.
At the sa ti, he shouted:
"Lian Yulou, even if you want to kill , choose another way."
"I can't accept this one. If you were good-looking, maybe, but you're so ugly. How can you claim there's any cursed bond between us?"
"Even if I, Jin Lin, were truly licentious by nature, I still couldn't possibly fancy you. Not in three lifetis, not even in nine."
"You're too ugly!"
Clearly enraged, Tao Qian spat out several 'ugly' words in a row.
In a few sentences, it could be sumd up in two words: ugly reject.
Although Lian Yulou, a mber of the Evil Sect, had a twisted mind beyond ordinary people,
suddenly being insulted repeatedly by Tao Qian caused his expression to slightly change. Following the script, he paced towards Tao Qian, intending to engage in combat, but then he suddenly stopped.
The next mont, he coyly smiled.
Previously unseen, [Evil Silk Demon Puppet], without warning, leapt out.
The sky filled with Evil Silk falling like rain. Despite Tao Qian's huge dragon body, the Evil Silk broke through his defenses, binding and suspending him mid-air.
At the sa ti, her coquettish voice laden with intense killing intent ca again:
"What a bold Dragon Demon, you are just a minor role. Originally, I planned to kill you quickly to vent my anger and then attend Zhu Qi's night feast."
"But unexpectedly, you provoked . So, now no one can be blad."
As her voice fell, Lian Yulou waved his sleeve robe.
His Red Sleeve Sword suddenly split from one into two, two into four, four into eight... In an instant, the entire Heavenly Mother Mountain stage was enveloped by the swords, each appearing as sharp as a little knife, hissing as they fell. Judging by this arrangent, it was clear he intended to subject Tao Qian to a lingering death.
Even more terrifying, these Red Sleeve Swords were quite sinister, bringing far more than just physical pain.
"This is the hundred thousand Red Dust Sin Swords, the blades sared with Red Dust Poison. Subjected to their lingering torture, you must not only roll in the sins of greed, hatred, ignorance, lust, and evil desires, but also experience the human sufferings of birth, old age, sickness, death, and unfulfillnt... After suffering this punishnt, your flesh and Life Soul will beco exceedingly delicious."
"After you are on the brink of death, I will then consu your flesh and Soul. You will likely regret having indulged in the pleasure of arguing."
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