Chapter 127: Cihang's Crisis

Heh, want to fight? Now I'm not afraid of you.

Daoist Cihang suddenly attacked, but Ao Yifan had long been prepared; after all, Ao Yifan, whose strength had reached the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, was no longer the minor Golden Immortal who could be toyed with as before.

Only saw the Primordial Creation Armor appear around him; in an instant, Daoist Cihang's attack was like a mud ox entering the sea, merely causing ripples in the air, utterly unable to harm Ao Yifan in the slightest.

How could this be?

The sight before him left Daoist Cihang staring, mouth agape.

How long has it been, and yet the opponent's strength has increased so quickly?

A minor Golden Immortal that I could once easily pinch with a single finger now actually has the strength to oppose me.

However, Daoist Cihang did not know that the breakthrough in Ao Yifan's strength was largely thanks to her!

If she knew, I don't know whether she would be so vexed as to vomit blood.

Heh, I said it before—I'm no longer afraid of you!

Ao Yifan said with a smile.

The next moment, a golden light shot from his eyes.

The golden light was extremely fast; in the blink of an eye it landed on Daoist Cihang's forehead.

In an instant, Daoist Cihang felt his soul jolt, and immediately three figures flew out from his body.

They were precisely Daoist Cihang's Three Corpses Bodies!

As soon as the Three Corpses Bodies flew out, they all simultaneously attacked Daoist Cihang, instantly suppressing him in place.

You!

Although he had already sensed that his Three Corpses Bodies had developed second thoughts, being truly suppressed by them still filled Daoist Cihang's heart with a wave of sorrow.

Gently pinching Daoist Cihang's chin, Ao Yifan said with a smile: "Look, your situation is terrible; I just want to borrow something from you—why make such a scene?"

Fine, what do you want? I'll give it to you!

Daoist Cihang glared hatefully at Ao Yifan.

I want you...

Ao Yifan's words made him pant heavily, instantly causing Daoist Cihang's face to turn grim.

The Three Corpses Bodies are fine—they're not my true self—but now this audacious brat actually dares to covet my true self?

I want the sweet dew in your liuli bottle!

Ao Yifan smiled and looked at Daoist Cihang, saying:

Upon hearing that, Daoist Cihang's expression became quite colorful, but noticing Ao Yifan's teasing look, she knew he was doing it on purpose.

You, let them release me, and I'll give you the sweet dew water!

Daoist Cihang said through gritted teeth.

Alright!

Ao Yifan waved his hand, and immediately the Three Corpses Bodies released Daoist Cihang.

After glancing at his own Three Corpses Bodies, Daoist Cihang reluctantly took out the liuli bottle and gave the accumulated sweet dew water inside to Ao Yifan.

Alright, the matter is settled; I should also be leaving.

Ao Yifan gave the Three Corpses Bodies a glance, then his form flickered and he vanished from the spot.

After Ao Yifan left, Daoist Cihang's Three Corpses Bodies glanced at each other, then all flew back into his body.

In an instant, Daoist Cihang's face grew even uglier.

She could clearly feel that her Three Corpses Bodies were accumulating strength; one day they would completely overturn the host-guest relationship.

By then, it would likely be the time she loses her dominant position.

I must find a way, or else I will surely have my consciousness devoured by my own Three Corpses Bodies!

Daoist Cihang felt a sense of urgency.

……

This is sweet dew water; it was personally given to me by my good friend, Daoist Cihang, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Teaching. With it, I can solve the problem of your two children.

Ao Yifan shook the sweet dew water in the jade bottle and said to Yinglong with a smile:

That's wonderful; Jia'er and Yi'er can finally recover!

Yinglong's heart leapt with joy, and he prepared to take the jade bottle from Ao Yifan's hand.

But before Yinglong's hand could get close, Ao Yifan deliberately raised the jade bottle high.

After Yinglong took human form, his stature was not small—about 1.9 meters—but Ao Yifan was taller, approaching 2.3 meters.

Because he was intent on grabbing the jade bottle, Yinglong lunged straight into Ao Yifan's embrace.

You……

His face flushed red; although everything had already happened, such an intimate gesture still made Yinglong feel a bashful shiver.

I've helped your children this much; do you need to show some gratitude?

Ao Yifan held the jade bottle in one hand and embraced Yinglong's somewhat cool, delicate form with the other.

There's no way around it; Yinglong's special physique makes Ao Yifan unable to let go.

You, as Yunhua's little sister said, you're indeed not a good person!

Yinglong gave Ao Yifan a white-eye, then……

……

Jia'er, Yi'er!

With an excited expression, he embraced the two children; as the old father Ao Guang, he was now tearful.

Now that the children can recover, what more could he possibly want?

Father!

At this moment, Ao Bing also rushed over, seeing his father give the two older brothers loving hugs, he felt envious.

Meanwhile, Yinglong also wore a look of relief.

"Jia Er, Yi Er, Bing Er, from now on Mother will live in Chentang Pass; if there's anything, you can come to Chentang Pass to find Mother."

Yinglong said.

"Yes, Honored Mother!"

Regarding Mother's departure, Ao Jia and his two brothers felt a bit disappointed, yet they could not object.

After all, this was a decision made jointly by father and mother.

Nodding, Yinglong looked at Ao Guang and said, "Take good care of the three children, don't let them get into trouble again; if anything happens, notify me and the Holy Dragon Lord promptly."

Hearing this, Ao Guang remained silent.

He was well aware that, regarding the two children getting into trouble, Yinglong actually harbored resentment in her heart.

After all, being unable to protect one's own children as a father is his dereliction of duty.

"Rest assured, even if I lose my life, I will not let the children come to harm again."

Ao Guang spoke with a determined gaze.

"Hehe, no need to be so solemn; from now on I will lead the Dragon Clan to once again become the protagonists of heaven and earth—if there's trouble, notify me and I'll resolve it."

At this moment, Ao Yifan smiled and spoke.

Looking at Ao Yifan with a complex expression, Ao Guang still said respectfully, "Thank you, Holy Dragon Lord!"

"Alright, it's getting late!"

Ao Yifan stepped forward, embraced Yinglong's slender waist, turned, and flew back to the Dragon Palace again.

"Over at Cloud Splendor, they've arranged a wedding for us—we mustn't be late."

"Goodness, I already said there's no need for all this trouble!"

Yinglong said.

"Now you are mine; everything must follow my arrangements—understood?"

Ao Yifan said somewhat firmly.

"You, everyone knows already!"

As the Heavenly Realm War God, Yinglong has always been true to her word; even the Vast Heaven Sovereign cannot easily command her.

However, when faced with Ao Yifan's stern attitude, for some reason she felt something different.

"It seems being ordered around with a stern attitude isn't so bad either!"

Yinglong secretly thought to herself.

Perhaps this is the effect of having her body and mind completely subdued by Ao Yifan?

Watching the two figures recede into the distance, Ao Guang's mood was extremely complicated.

After all, Yinglong's such maidenly demeanor was something he had never seen before.