Chapter 373: Taming the Mount

I don't want to fight; you've been trapped in this bird-shit place for thousands of years, you don't want to fight either, I want to be free, I want to get out, but this broken thing is here, I can't be free, you taking it is just right.

The youth said.

He was about to go crazy from holding it in.

Before Jue Tian Di Tong, it was still okay to say.

Occasionally some spirits would appear, or some of his kin would come over to chat with him, and he could occasionally change shifts and go out to have fun for a few days.

But after Jue Tian Di Tong, only he remained here.

Unlike the Yinjia Nanzi, it couldn't get out.

There are rules here; if no one comes to relieve him, he can only stay here.

Just now seeing Qin Yang come over, he was extremely happy.

Even if Qin Yang didn't want Chiyou's body, he would still throw Chiyou's body to him.

At last he was free.

That dragon's smile was a bit too radiant.

Thousands of years.

A dragon.

Right here on the seabed.

Qin Yang glanced at him sympathetically; this guy hadn't gone mad yet, his willpower was extremely strong.

If it were anyone else, they'd probably have gone mad.

He directly gave the bronze coffin to Chiyou.

Chiyou opened it; inside was part of his body.

Just like before, it had been preserved by a special method, its power not lost at all, still that strong.

Chiyou grinned, then directly merged it into his own body.

His aura rose, instantly reaching the Mysterious Immortal level, and finally stopped at the peak of Mysterious Immortal.

"Finally I have some strength."

Chiyou sighed.

Demonic clouds roiled around him, immense power emanating from him, astonishing to the extreme.

Then Chiyou's gaze fell on the dragon's body, saying: "Little loach, I'll give you an opportunity—become this kid's mount, and you'll benefit later."

The youth formed from the true dragon looked somewhat angry.

He coldly said: "Even if you are the demon god Chiyou, you can't insult people like this, letting our noble dragon clan be a mount for a celestial immortal junior—are you humiliating me?"

Qin Yang also said: "Senior, forget it, I have no interest in mounts, and besides he isn't strong..."

Saying this, Qin Yang wore a look of disdain.

The youth formed from the true dragon suddenly turned around, staring at Qin Yang.

"You were just looking down on me, weren't you?"

"Yes."

Qin Yang said bluntly.

The youth shuddered all over.

He gritted his teeth and said: "Fine, you've got guts—let's fight; if I lose, I'll be your mount; if you lose, you'll be my mount."

Qin Yang's face darkened.

A dragon, actually letting himself be his mount?

He wants to ride me, right?

As soon as the youth finished speaking, Qin Yang charged out.

He threw a punch that hit the youth's face, sending him flying like a cannonball.

The next moment, a giant dragon hundreds of zhang tall appeared, coiled in the deep sea, its golden divine light almost illuminating the entire sea area.

Chiyou raised his eyebrows, revealing a smile.

Are the two about to fight?

He chuckled, hiding to the side to watch the show.

Chiyou mainly saw that this little dragon was extraordinary, wanting Qin Yang to take him in; he would become a powerful subordinate later.

And to subdue this little dragon, Qin Yang would probably need to beat him into submission.

"Who's bigger? I'm afraid of you."

Qin Yang let out a cold snort, he deployed Heaven-Earth Dharma Manifestation, his stature actually not at all weaker than that true dragon.

This is still Qin Yang's cultivation, not yet having reached its limit.

If he reached the limit, he could transform into a ten-thousand-zhang Dharma Form.

Two colossal beings struggled in the deep sea.

The immense power made the crust tremble.

Qin Yang and the true dragon fought; he slapped the true dragon away with a palm.

However, that true dragon wasn't weak either; a sweep of its tail nearly shattered Qin Yang's Dharma Form.

This was a fierce battle,

neither side gave an inch,

they fought fiercely, holding nothing back.

The true dragon was shocked.

Only then did he discover that Qin Yang's physical strength was actually not inferior to his own, and even somewhat stronger.

Its sharp claws and teeth, although on Qin Yang's body, left a trail of wounds.

But Qin Yang's recovery speed was also unbelievably fast; in the blink of an eye, he had fully recovered.

And when Qin Yang's fist struck its body, that true dragon also suffered, almost wanting to vomit blood.

Chiyou found it interesting, always feeling that something was missing.

His heart stirred, a flash of light in his hand, a packet of melon seeds appeared in his hand, and he began to crack them.

The battle between Qin Yang and the true dragon had already reached a white-hot intensity.

At this time, he grew braver the more he fought, his whole body seeming to have inexhaustible strength.

And that true dragon was already boneless and limp, increasingly lacking strength.

A flash of fear light in its eyes, it turned into a small loach, even if trying to escape.

Jiéguǒ, Qin Yang became even faster, transforming to the size of an ordinary person, he grabbed the loach that the true dragon had turned into and directly suppressed it.

「Senior, let's go back; tonight I'll make you a famous dish, loach burrowing into tofu. 」

Qin Yang said.

The true dragon trembled all over.

What kind of people are these, actually wanting to eat a dragon.

Moreover, what is tofu? It had never heard of it before.

It could actually match dragon meat; surely it must be the most precious ingredient in the world.

However, this true dragon still did not want to die.

It begged Qin Yang for mercy, willing to become his mount.

「No interest, disdainful, and would rather eat it. 」

Qin Yang said seriously.

The true dragon almost pissed itself from fright.

It still thought it would be freed today?

Now it seems, this is truly liberation, completely liberated, even life is gone.

「Forget it, don't kill it; if I'm not mistaken, this little dragon should be the son of the Dragon King. Although it is currently a Xuan immortal, that's only because the spiritual energy here is insufficient; once taken back to Baiyun Guan, its cultivation can make rapid progress. 」

Chiyou explained.

The Dragon King's son?

Qin Yang eyed this true dragon suspiciously.

With such a bear-like appearance, claiming to be the Dragon King's son, who could believe it.

「Yes, my father is the East Sea Dragon King Ao Guang; I am his sixteenth son, Ao Zhan. 」

The true dragon hurriedly said, fearing that once he finished speaking, Qin Yang would stew him.

Even if it were a most precious ingredient, it did not want to be treated as food.

It really is the son of the Dragon King, and moreover the renowned East Sea Dragon King.

Qin Yang nodded, but still hesitated.

「Senior, I Zhǔyào shì not Xiāngxìn him. 」

「This is simple; you give him a method, let him acknowledge master, then whether he lives or dies is up to your single thought. 」

「Good. 」

Qin Yang grinned.

This is not bad.

Chiyou taught Qin Yang a means of control.

When Ao Zhan heard this, his face instantly turned pale.

「Ancient divine curse. 」

He said with a mournful face.

This is the method used by the witch tribe to command strange beasts; once cursed, it cannot be undone.

Master lives, the strange beast lives.

Master dies, the strange beast dies.

In this lifetime, there is no possibility of betrayal whatsoever.

「Of course, if you are unwilling, you can also become a dish. 」

Chiyou said faintly.

Ao Zhan was speechless, he frantically nodded and said: 「I am willing to acknowledge master. 」