Chapter 1396

"Ah!!! Bai Yuan. Bai Yuan! Bai Yuan! You won't die a good death! You won't die a good death!"

Amidst Hu Wang's pained howls was wrapped hysterical madness; the dozens of divine abilities inside its body completely forgot how to combine, how to use correctly.

Defensive, purifying, offensive, escape——

At this moment, they all spilled out, poured out, desperately trying to stop that sky-covering, sun-blocking white-haired giant hand.

Useless!

All useless.

Lan Gai Wang doesn't leave, Hu Wang cannot move.

Hong Guo spreads out, sealing off Hu Wang's escape; purifying divine abilities have no purification target; offensive divine abilities, Lan Gai Wang waves myriad tentacles, activates Position Fruit, scattering and shrinking them all; defensive divine abilities, whether they exist or not makes no difference, apart from generating isolating materials like stone armor, they fundamentally cannot affect the fresh blood carving a big "Chuan" character on Hu Wang's body.

Three fingers close together, carving the "Chuan" character pattern.

Underwater, blood light flares brilliantly!

"Gurgle."

Bubbles seethe dimly, mud by the wall corner dissipates.

The small clan's ground living beings, half-built, all withdrawn; empty and desolate; no water beasts to be seen: Jiao people and Dragon people.

Sunlight wanders down, Jin Guang snakes slithering on white sand.

Quiet.

Peacefully quiet.

Lan Gai Wang doesn't find this emptiness the least bit eerie, on the contrary breathes a long sigh of relief, whole body comfortable, umbrella canopy rising and falling, myriad tentacles swaying and dancing, stretching a great lazy waist.

"Finally——quiet."

Before long.

Umbrella canopy spreads flat, myriad tentacles droop down again, drifting with the waves.

"I'm really stupid, really——I shouldn't have coveted Jianghuai, not coveted Jianghuai, wouldn't have come, wouldn't have challenged, wouldn't have been——although appointed by a Heavenly God, with even broader skies, but if it could be——"

"Haha hei, haha hei, you have today too, you have today too!" Hai Ya Wang spins a circle, witnessing Liang Qu, Hu Wang, Lan Gai Wang's river stones gathered together, cheering and leaping for joy, unable to hold back singing loudly.

"What's wrong with the King?"

The sea wolves before the hall hear the words and joy inside, look at each other in blank dismay, not understanding why.

"The King has finally figured it out!" Elder Yu tears streaming.

"Yes, not easy, too not easy." The sea wolf beside him, also an elder, echoes, "The King has finally figured it out, left or right just a small female fish, why hang yourself on a tree. Humans have an ancient saying, in the vast sea where is there no fragrant algae."

"Since the King failed pursuing Hai Fangzhu, returned, been depressed all day, now must have figured it out."

The other sea wolves suddenly realize.

The King's love runs deep, truly sentimental and righteous.

Five-toed big foot steps into golden lake, rippling circle after circle of ripples, Jin Guang flashing on the rings.

Hu Wang pants heavily, blankly watching this world, its peripheral vision catches Bai Yuan, horrified and pale: "Yuan! Yuan!

Yuan!"

"This time you said it right, but——" Bai Yuan picks right ear with pinky again, gaze scattered, speaking unfocused, then with a turn of words, suddenly lowers head, bares canines, "No reward!"

"Ah! Ah!" Hu Wang shrieks sharply again, madly retreating.

"Ah~ah, five rings, you have one more ring than four rings~"

"Hou! Hou!"

"Hou~le~yo~, can accompany me to fetch Western Scriptures, hou~le~yo~, can slay demons and eliminate devils——"

Two lines of lyrics sung, forcibly disrupting Hu Wang's train of thought, brain turning into paste like mush, swaying unsteadily, momentarily unable to connect, watching Bai Yuan sing and dance walking toward itself, inner horror and fear reach a peak, all soft flesh shrinks into hard shell, trembling madly.

Eerie, too eerie.

It had imagined many scenarios, being eaten piece by piece by Bai Yuan, gnawed of flesh alive, being raped by Bai Yuan, enduring humiliation, imprisoned in the lightless dragon palace depths suffering endless torture——but those terrifying images, not one came as eerie as now, as making the barnacle helpless.

"Bai Yuan, you, you are ultimately beast or ghost!"

"Half beast half ghost, divine spear invincible!" Bai Yuan holds up a figure "eight" with each hand, matches with two "pa pa" sounds from mouth, continues dancing steps Xu Xu approaching.

"Ah!"

Hu Wang nearly collapses, squats in place, wails loudly.

Clearly not touched, not contacted, but it feels its mental will seized tightly by monkey's big hand, then violently bombarded in, repeatedly ravaged.

Blankly confirming Bai Yuan's coveting, not knowing when butcher's knife falls, that helpless waiting, already endless torture, like a prisoner knowing death sentence passed, unaware of years.

Added to being stimulated on and off by Lan Gai Wang for a month, spirit even more sensitive to the extreme, cannot bear any stimulation, this time, directly infused into blankness.

Huh.

Resolved this easily?

Much easier than Hai Ya Wang, Lan Gai Wang, those two at least fought a battle with him in mental space.

Liang Qu dancing Axe Gang exclusive dance steps, a bit surprised.

Due to mental space balance not too sufficient, dealing with Hu Wang, cannot be that simple and crude, otherwise easy to burst himself, lose more than gain, need slow fire slow cook, bit by bit torture, reduce its resistance will and mental strength.

The ruled's resistance strength can affect link occupied space size.

Like Ao Mi Yun, Ao Cang Yuan and Long Binglin and others and water beasts, occupied ruling space, very very small, completely incomparable to normal Xun Hu, Zhen Xiang, only comparable to Ben Ma, Lang Yan.

"I was three years old to Macau, four years old entered Lisboa Casino, five years old gambled into a spirit, six years old learned to be improper——"

"I want five-jia-pi double-steamed twenty-four flavor herbal tea, plus throw in a Wang Ba Dan stir evenly, finally add two drops ink, Hu Wang do you have it, have it I'll let you out, right, I want cooked solidified sea turtle eggs."

For caution, Liang Qu didn't end the "ravaging", used chaotic language and logic to continuously attack.

Hu Wang doesn't move, doesn't cry out.

Until shadow envelops, Bai Yuan walks up close, like "returning light shining back", brief silence seems to help Hu Wang recover a little reason, coldly says: "Sea turtle eggs can't be cooked done."

"No no no, that's not right oh." Bai Yuan presses teeth together smiling, wags index finger, "Sea turtle eggs can be cooked done, look like can't cook done, is because sea turtle egg protein content relatively less, water relatively more, plus amino acid types also different from ordinary eggs, so can't solidify, cooked done also liquid."

The pot king barely recovered a little sanity, only to lose half of it again. It strained with all its might to stay steady, ignoring the nonsense: "Monkey King, you go back on your word! You said admitting defeat was just sparring—what's going on now?"

"Huh, you admitted defeat?"

"You don't want to pay up? Blue Lid King and I admitted defeat one after another, in front of everyone—if you've got the guts, summon all the demon kings from that day to confront us!" The pot king urged desperately.

"But they admitted defeat willingly—how come when it's your turn to admit defeat, your eyes are full of hostility, like needle pricks? You'd love to find a chance to get rid of me, wouldn't you?"

"No, maybe you don't want to get rid of me—you want to parasitize me? Parasitize me, gain the divine power to imprison your teleportation? So the sparring is over—this isn't you first spying on me, then me striking first, is it?"

The pot king's heart leapt.

The White Monkey's gaze seemed able to probe its innermost desires, making it clearly know the "gaze like needle pricks" was baseless, yet it dared not retort.

"Just a temporary failure to adjust my mindset! Besides, even if so, parasitizing for three or four years—why must you drive me to death?"

"Thirty years?" The White Monkey exclaimed in shock.

"Three, four years!" The pot king panicked, "How could you, having cultivated to demon king level, mishear that?"

The White Monkey flared: "That's not three or four years making me guard a widow? Otherwise, I'd be burning with desire, unable to hold back—wouldn't that let you see my lady's beautiful body? Truly deserving of death—one Old Dragon Lord isn't enough, you want to be a second?"

What nonsense is this? The pot king struggled to block these chaotic murmurs from the abyss, but still couldn't help slipping in.

Who wants to see your lady's body? I'm a pot gourd—do you want to look at another pink-furred monkey instead? And how am I the second? Where's the first? Did the Old Dragon Lord also look? The Old Dragon Lord isn't dead—

No!

Fake, it's all fake!

The pot king broke out in cold sweat again, dreading the White Monkey's demonic sound piercing the ears—these were evil words tormenting its mind, making it lose guard: "A gentleman judges by conduct, not heart! I only thought about it!"

"Well said." The White Monkey stroked its chin.

The pot king felt a flicker of joy.

"But I just like judging by heart."

The pot king flared: "White Monkey! White-haired monkey! To accuse someone, there's never a lack of excuses! Why must you be so self-righteous?"

"Pa!" The White Monkey snapped its fingers, "Congratulations, you guessed right! Just an excuse—I want to deal with you, how about that? Unconvinced? Go tell Old Mo, I want to eat fish—what, you can't go back? Then too bad, little beauty fish, you'll just submit to me, heh heh heh!"

The pot king stood dazed, the last vestige of sanity evaporated, then its vision went black, hearing only the final words.

"I am a fisherman, I catch fish to eat—still need to ask if you agree or not?"

The golden lake surged with great waves.

Liang Qu's smiling expression vanished completely, and he spoke coldly.

In the mental space, no divine powers could be used—the pot king's abilities were ordinary, and after repeated torment to the point of losing mental guard, it was already fragile beyond endurance.

Calmly shattering the pot king's skull, feeling a new connection gradually strengthen from the sea of consciousness, filling the remaining gaps.

Liang Qu indeed does not like going back on his word—but that's for people, dragonfolk. Conversely, when dealing with beasts, starting with "cannot move," old stubbornness, old toad, time insect—

Even if the result is not bad, he seems to have always had a bit of "sly deceit," carrying the fisherman's habit—seeing a precious fish, he wants to cast the net.

Perhaps just like on the Ze Ding.

One face human god, one face beast god.

White Monkey, pot king motionless, Blue Lid King muttering, thus half an hour.

"Effect not bad—remaining one-third, only filled half."

White Monkey suddenly opened its eyes, somewhat delighted.

Destruction is useful, and the effect is remarkably good—historical low at half price, purchasing one overlord demon king.

"Heavenly God!" Blue Lid King hastily shut his mouth, respectfully greeting.

"Mm." Liang Qu nodded, then impatiently closed his eyes again, sensing the pot king's divine power.

Blue Lid King waited silently, then couldn't help observing the pot king on his head, discovering this guy was still in a dazed muddle.

Strange, it shouldn't be—wasn't it over? Blue Lid King pondered, following its "experience"—once over, it's over; an extra heavenly god to serve, nothing else—could it be that this month's torment was too harsh?

"Pot king, pot king?"

"Ababababa———"

Blue Lid King sighed.

In the short term, the pot king cannot recover—look again at the closed-eyed Liang Qu, rabbit dead, fox sad, touched by the scene, feeling sorrow, couldn't help muttering.

"I'm truly stupid———"

The pot king trembled all over, as if catching something, a great sorrow welled up in its heart.

"I'm truly stupid—really———if I hadn't coveted the lord's position, I wouldn't have stuck to Blue Lid King this fool, not stuck to———although appointed by the heavenly god, broadening the heavens even more, alas, Blue Lid King harmed me."

Blue Lid King: "?"

In the tiger-whale clan's land, a grand ceremony unfolded—gongs and drums, the tiger-whale clan joyfully held the ancestral return ritual, celebrating the addition of a heavenly demon in the clan.

The fat fish wore a treasure crown, fins waving like remnants, devouring the return offerings in big bites, waving dragon whiskers, discussing the way of offering, the principle of serving as a minister.

As for the place where duckweed dances, water trickles ceaselessly, the rippling light will continue to illuminate this clan land, and let the newly spawned fish eggs float.

Previously homeless, now for this great tiger-whale family, to shine and burn, to grow and strengthen, to create brilliance together!

New contradictions have already emerged—how can the tiger-whale halt progress?

The whale king listened nearby, couldn't help nodding in approval.

Unworthy of the monkey king's training of a capable hand—whether tiger-whale or not, at least capable—just a big appetite, eating so long without stopping, perhaps today was truly delighted, hence the appetite opened wide?

Whale Great Strength then admired his own brothers.

Clearly eating while speaking, mouth stuffed with so much, yet speech was perfectly clear—really wish I could learn that.

Suddenly.

The fat fish paused, lifted its head northward, heart stirred.

Greater conflict appeared?

Stuffed a fish, swallowed two mouthfuls.

Before everyone could be confused and pause, Fat Fish raised the treasure fish high.

Dry fish!

Beat the Third Prince!

"Huh? Third Prince?"

The group of tiger whales looked at each other, who is this?

The Crown Prince resides in the brain, making fish foolish and dull; the Second Prince resides in the chest and abdomen, making fish anxious and delusional; the Third Prince resides in the fin and stomach, making fish lustful.

Fat Fish wiped his mouth and spoke slowly, the so-called Third Prince was never a specific beast or specific object; it is the personification and naming of difficulties in every fish's heart, it is the timidity when facing difficulties, it is the suffering when facing setbacks, every fish has its own "Third Prince" that needs to be beaten, and after beating it, cultivation can advance to another level, so — 【128】 "Beat the Third Prince." Whale Mighty raised the big fish high and responded first.

"Take down the Third Prince!" Jing Dali raised his great fish high, taking the lead in answering the call.

"Roar! Beat the Third Prince!"

"What a powerful divine ability combination! Longevity, traversal, empowerment, and even one that accelerates cultivation?"

Liang Qu opened his eyes, full of astonishment and shock.

He had thought of everything and knew many of Pot King's divine abilities were useful, but he never expected that Pot King's storage actually contained a powerful divine ability that accelerates one's own cultivation, and even its level is quite high!

How was this divine ability of stepping with the left foot on the right foot condensed?

Wanting to ask Pot King where he got it, just as he raised his head, Liang Qu saw Pot King and Blue Cap King arguing.

"I'll fucking kill you!"

"Come on, I'm afraid of you! If I die, you die; if you die, I'm free!"

"What are you doing, what are you doing, bold! Do you still have me, the heavenly god, in your eyes? I've really got you under control!"

The two kings froze, quickly stood at attention, and dared not move again.

The rule of sovereignty is strong; this thing is not brainwashing, nor is it coercive control, it completely preserves memory and emotion, thus subjective initiative is stronger than the other, it is a conceptually formulated notion of subordination.

The drawback is that they easily argue in private.

Liang Qu glanced sideways: "Hmph, you are now colleagues, do you know that?"

"Yes."

"Alright, Blue Cap King leave first, Pot King stay."

Blue Cap King and Pot King remained motionless.

Liang Qu was surprised, then saw Blue Cap King on top of Pot King's head, and slapped his forehead.

Hi.

I forgot, these two guys are currently "conjoined twins."

"Pot King, where did your divine ability that accelerates cultivation come from?"

"From Algae King." Pot King said honestly.