Capítulo 912: Chapter 616:
The evening breeze swayed, and the night was as clear as water.
In the green bamboo courtyard, the bleating of sheep rose and fell, filled with urgency and indignation, as one sheep tried to break free from the tether.
At this mont, the bamboo sprung up like swords, turning swiftly into hundreds of green whips, their tips sweeping with a frosty whoosh, striking fiercely at the sheep.
When the bamboo whips fell, they shattered into bamboo chips. In the next instant, new whips crazily extended from the depths of the bamboo forest, repeating the cycle. The whip shadows ford a dense net, leaving bloodstains on the sheep’s body, drawing cries of agony as the sheep fell to the ground.
Enough whipping!
Asura felt that the bamboo whips not only injured his body but also lashed at his primordial spirit, causing a splitting headache, and unbearable suffering, leaving his consciousness blurry.
At this mont, a voice sounded by his ear, aged and exclamatory,
“Have you whipped it to death?”
“Wouldn’t that be a waste of good material.”
“Hehe, actually mutton hotpot isn’t bad either. I haven’t tasted a Great Demon’s flesh and blood yet.”
Then, Asura felt a thin stick poking at him, precisely at that spot…
Humiliation and anger surged in his heart. His blurred consciousness, becoming clear under this wave of anger, opened abruptly at the brow center, revealing a bloody Demon Eye, which turned sharply towards the voice’s direction.
Unable to break free from the prohibition, he decided to use this innate Demon Eye to temporarily confuse others, perhaps using external force to break through and escape into the open.
This voice carried age, not likely belonging to that Chen-titled Martial Saint!
Asura’s thoughts raced quickly.
At the mont his blood-red Demon Eye opened, what appeared in his vision was a large mouth reeking of alcohol and a red, bulbous nose.
“Puff”
The large mouth opened, spraying a strong liquor aroma along with liquid, splashing onto the sheep’s head and the opened blood-red Demon Eye.
The spell of the Demon Eye was interrupted, snapping it shut.
On that old face, a pair of fair and delicate hands swiftly pulled it away, while a long, swift kick landed directly on Asura’s sheep face.
Under great force, the sheep’s current body perford a Thomas turn, rolled two and a half tis, was kicked flying, then jerked back to the ground by the rope.
“Baa..”
A tragic bleat.
Asura was almost kicked breathless.
The scene shifted to the person who made the move, revealing the Northern Sea Dragon Girl standing with her foot withdrawn, and next to her, Elder Dong from the Dragon Breeding Clan, squatting, head tilted aside, with a mischievous look.
Both could be called a dynamic duo (this ti a complint), a golden partnership, appearing in Chen Yuan’s courtyard, one with an unfriendly face, the other with a grinning one.
Asura swayed as he stood up, his sheep hooves staggering. He shook his head vigorously to maintain so clarity, staring at the Dragon Girl and Elder Dong with a mix of vigilance and anger, baring his teeth nacingly.
Elder Dong exclaid with a laugh, “Hehe, turned into a sheep and still so fierce.”
Saying this, Elder Dong gave a thumbs-up to the guy,
“I heard, sir, you are quite brave, daring to have plans here, let alone being an Asura from the Demon Country. That’s interesting!”
“Hehe.”
Elder Dong’s words hit the mark, and his odd laughter added a mocking tone.
This almost broke Asura’s defenses; he hadn’t yet adjusted to suddenly turning into such a ghostly figure. Coupled with Elder Dong’s provocation, for a mont, he wanted to howl towards the sky… baa.
Damned!
Asura’s defenses completely broke.
At this mont, Elder Dong continued, baring his teeth,
“Chen asked to take good care of you. Let introduce myself, I am Dong Fu from the Dragon Breeding Clan, main in dragon breeding, secondary in… refining wine!”
Saying this, Elder Dong retrieved his Gourd Spiritual Treasure from his waist, with a “pop,” the gourd lid opened, and he shook it towards Asura.
“Get in there, you!”
With those words, that yellow gourd expanded two circles under the night, becoming as round as a millstone, with black trapped dragon locks flying out with a clatter from the gourd mouth, the blood-red runes on them lighting up.
Several trapped dragon locks instantly bound Asura tightly and then, with a clatter, quickly shrunk, pulling him into the gourd.
After subduing this demon, Elder Dong quickly corked the gourd, then shook it by his ear, nodded, stood up, and with a face full of delight, held his gourd, eyes gleaming with light.
“Great Demon’s flesh and blood, turning into wine will surely be a rare delicacy.”
“What a feast it’ll be!”
The Northern Sea Dragon Girl glanced sideways, saying flatly, “Alright, don’t forget the main task.”
Elder Dong’s smile persisted, reciting a mantra, then forming a few Dharma Seals with his fingers, patting the gourd several tis before hanging it by his waist.
Afterwards, he turned around, looking at the tranquil inner house under the night, and spoke, “Chen called us to protect the place, his divine soul has traveled outside the realm for so unknown cautious reason.”
“It might be related to this Asura from the Demon Country!”
“How did these guys suddenly get involved with Chen?”
Elder Dong talking to himself, explained their appearance here.
It was Chen Yuan who transmitted, asking the two to co, to help protect the place, as he needed to have his divine soul leave the body.
The Northern Sea Dragon Girl said nothing, just lightly floated to a lily pad in the pond, sitting cross-legged on it.
Elder Dong, seeing this, also found a spot, flying directly to a corner of the pavilion to ditate.
……
Eight thousand miles away, clouds and moon, in Jingguan City, dark and windy, Xiong City under the night’s cloak turned into shadows.
To the west of the city, leaning towards the center, a hidden ancient temple nestled between a low mountain.
At this ti, the watchman in the streets below the mountain knocked thrice on his clappers.
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