Chapter 140: Chapter 125: Entering the Sea to Transform into a Dragon and Securing the Bandit Chief’s Wife (Seeking monthly ticket! Seeking recomndation ticket!) Chapter 140: Chapter 125: Entering the Sea to Transform into a Dragon and Securing the Bandit Chief’s Wife (Seeking monthly ticket! Seeking recomndation ticket!) “Gui, which is more powerful between Thunder and Rainbow Purple Gold and the Ancient Moon Palace Glass Iron?”
“Can you stop asking such pointless questions?”
“Sorry, I accidentally touched on your blind spot of knowledge again…”
Gui imdiately interrupted, “Thunder and Rainbow Purple Gold…for most normal cultivators, it’s like this.”
“There are abnormal cultivators?”
“Thunder and Rainbow Purple Gold belongs to that category of top grade artifact refining materials, which can normally be used to refine lifebound artifacts.”
“However, so cultivators have unique physical constitutions or cultivation techniques, or if a sword cultivator’s Lifebound Flying Sword Divine Ability is sowhat peculiar, the lifebound dao weapons and accompanying swords they refine will need the enhancent of special refining materials to complent each other and exert divine effects.”
“As for the Ancient Moon Palace Glass Iron, well, it’s a fragnt of a glass structure from the Ancient Moon Palace, containing extre power, and is that kind of special top-grade refining material.”
Gui paused for a mont, then casually said, “That Golden Core sword cultivator who forged his lifebound flying sword’s companion sword with Ancient Moon Palace Glass Iron just now, if he isn’t foolish, then it’s highly likely that his Lifebound Flying Sword’s divine ability is quite special, and having a divine ability in his Lifebound Flying Sword at least can’t be lower than Class B.”
Zhao Rong sincerely praised, “Professional.”
Gui, hearing the bizarre words coming out of his mouth, asked, “What do you an?”
“I’m praising you.”
Zhao Rong smiled.
At that mont, Zhao Rong felt a small jade-like white hand waving in front of him.
“Zhao Lang, what are you thinking about?”
“Nothing.”
Zhao Rong’s gaze returned from the direction Jiang Chebai had left.
He glanced at Su Xiaoxiao in his arms.
It seed his guess was not wrong.
This Li River was indeed the intentional opening left by the Punishnt Mansion.
After all, the Wangque Continent is too vast, making it difficult to catch turtles in a jar.
So, if he were the Punishnt Mansion, always leaving an opening for those fish to willingly swim out is necessary.
It’s a straightforward principle, but quite effective.
Zhao Rong rubbed Su Xiaoxiao’s little head.
This silly girl almost got sent back to Qiantang Mountain again, so silly.
If it had been before, he would’ve actually preferred Su Xiaoxiao to be sent back, but now that she had beco his own precious darling, naturally, he hoped to always be together… well, except for sotis.
Zhao Rong suddenly had a bit of a headache, Su Xiaoxiao was far too clingy. After arriving in Du You City, he needed to figure out how to send her away for a while.
Because there was Qing Jun and this silly girl’s emotional processing to be dealt with.
His current plan was to tackle both sides simultaneously, gradually work on it, and finally find an opportunity to successfully et…
However, Zhao Rong still felt a vague sense of unease inside, as after all, this was his first ti attempting to, shall we say, ‘ride two horses with one saddle’.
Speaking of which, how did those reborn seniors manage their harem to be so thoroughly obeyed?
Can’t do it, I should go to the bookstore later and buy a book, study it…
“Zhao Lang, regarding the Flood Dragon traveling the river, my great-grandmother told a bit.
We from the Demon Race already advance slowly, and the Flood Dragons, being naturally divine and wondrous, are even more shackled by the Heavenly Dao… Ah, these are great-grandmother’s exact words, Little Xiaoxiao forgot the rest. But the gist is, it’s very slow, very slow.
However, the Heavenly Dao also leaves a glimr of light, as long as one can endure through so special tribulations, they can tamorphose and advance swiftly.”
And among these, so Flood Dragons who receive great fortunes, like this Great River, who can fully traverse the entire Li River from south to north, will be able to reach the sea and transform into dragons, the sky and ocean theirs, directly ascending to the Seventh Realm of the Demon Race!”
Su Xiaoxiao was raising both hands, pressing on her lover’s hand that was caressing her head, three hands stacked on her little head.
Maintaining this adorable posture, Su Xiaoxiao tilted her head up slightly with her clear, large eyes staring unblinkingly at Zhao Rong.
With regard to a question her lover had finally asked.
Su Xiaoxiao racked her brains, recalling the words of her great-grandmother, which she had once rely considered stories.
Her little head tilted slightly.
“Hmm, that White Flood Dragon just now, being able to receive a pardon from Punishnt Mansion to travel through the river, truly is enviable.
However, it probably won’t complete the entire journey.
Because the Heavenly Dao wouldn’t allow us to enter the legendary Seventh Realm of the Demon Race, my great-grandmother ntioned that at the river mouth at the end of the Li River, there lies a Dragon Bridge, beneath which hangs a Dragon-Slaying Sword.
Since the flood dragon traverses the river, it must travel through the very heart of the Great River, neither pausing nor stopping, and must maintain a posture of looking upward, so once it attempts to enter the sea to transform into a dragon, daring to break into that Dragon Gate without permission, it will be slain by the Dragon-Slaying Sword.”
The little Fox Demon shrank her head.
“Legends say that the water of the Li River, regardless of how high the tide, has never touched the tip of that Dragon-Slaying Sword, and beneath the sword, one cannot know how many remains of slain Great Demons cannot be washed away.
This Dragon-Slaying Sword continues to intimidate the entire water-born Demon Race of Wangque Continent.”
Having said this.
Su Xiaoxiao widened her eyes, with an expression that seed to say, Aren’t I impressive? You should praise .
Seeing her charmingly naive appearance, Zhao Rong couldn’t help but chuckle.
Using both hands, he “desperately” rubbed her little head.
“Uhh uhh uhh, don’t rub, Xiaoxiao’s hair is getting all ssed up again, huh! You’ll have to help Xiaoxiao tidy it up later…”
Su Xiaoxiao wriggled in his arms, trying to resist those hands that teased her every day.
But she couldn’t escape.
Moreover, she didn’t truly want to escape at all.
Zhao Rong suddenly picked up Su Xiaoxiao, holding her tightly in his arms, wishing he could ld her into his heart.
“Wow, such a powerful little Fox Fairy, seems almost like a heavenly fairy, and smart as ice and snow, this grand king must quickly take you back up the mountain to be my lady!”
Zhao Rong picked up the soft, petite figure and headed towards his room.
It seed like this little girl had put on weight again, hmm, he had contributed to that, after all, from rubbing her every day…
“Ah! Bad man, you can’t, let go of this fairy, I have yet to et my Prince Charming, I do not want to be your lady~”
Su Huxian frantically “struggled”, using her smooth forehead to bump against Zhao Rong’s chest repeatedly, her hair styled like a nun’s spilling down like a dark waterfall.
Zhao Rong’s mouth twisted slightly, he hoisted this clumsy girl onto his shoulder, and seeing her still kicking her little legs in resistance, stretched out his right hand, slapping sowhere plumper.
Smack!
“Behave for this grand king, I am your Prince Charming, obediently co back with to be the lady.
I just so happen to have a younger brother who lacks a proper outfit, we’ll go back to the stronghold now. I want to personally see if your sewing skills are good, to weave a warm, comfortable garnt for that brother.”
Having said this, Zhao Rong smirked, carrying his lady back to the stronghold.
After getting slapped, Su Xiaoxiao instantly quieted down, lying on Zhao Rong’s shoulder, not moving at all, her cascading hair masking her face, making it unclear.
But the two small ears peeking out from the mass of dark hair turned red.
Her voice was as faint as a mosquito.
“I, I don’t want to weave clothes for your brother, every ti just when I get to the end, you scare by suddenly jumping…so dirty…”
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