Chapter 1507

"Success?!"

Heavy rain poured down, white mist blanketed the mountains, Liang Qu's pupils dilated violently, he involuntarily stretched his neck forward, his Adam's apple rolled, his gaze locked tightly onto the radiant light surging in his sea of consciousness.

【Taking Over Huaijiang, Standing Shoulder to Shoulder with Lu Cang】

【Promoted to Great Sage of the Water Ape, Grasping Authority Over the Cangjiang, Able to Appoint Generals of the Cangjiang, Holding Up the Heavenly Pillars, Supporting the State of Chuan】

【Lu Cang's Generals: None】!

Back on the Huangsha River, he who held the Feng and Yi position fruits had received the exact same message from Ze Ding. Now the Huangsha River had become the Lu Cang River; back then he differentiated his patronage and sensed the Old Dragon Lord, allowing him to successfully appoint generals.

Aura, radiance — —

Undoubtedly.

Liang Qu turned his gaze toward the firmament, staring directly at the flood dragon undergoing frenzied metamorphosis in the wind and rain, shedding scales, flesh splitting open, reaching the pinnacle of sublimation.

Feiyun transformed into a dragon-serpent before his eyes, graceful and twisting through the azure sky.

Unlike E Ying and Ehe's metamorphosis, this was more violent, more exaggerated, heaven shaking and earth moving, but — —

His heart pounded like thunder, breathing grew heavy, pupils dilated, hands and feet burned with heat.

Jingzhu, essence of heaven and earth, running water, ascending spirit, Dragon Gate — —

Self-nurtured!

Success...

"But, why can I appoint generals? Because I am the one leading, because I actively opened the Dragon Gate? What about the Whale Emperor? And the flood dragon swallowed the whale pearl — if I appoint now, will the Whale Emperor sense it and tear his face apart prematurely — "

"I have already appointed generals for Huangsha; the Huangsha River overlaps Ehe River, possibly forming the Chuan boundary; Huangsha River overlapping Lu Cang River — could it be accomplished in one fell swoop?"

"The flood dragon position fruit must be plucked; without the position fruit, appointing generals for Lu Cang River is certainly impossible — "

The Sacred Emperor, the Sweat King, the Tusi, the false dragon's "River Stone" raced downstream, rushing forward, all in pursuit behind.

Frenzied thoughts, chaotic mental threads collided and surged in Liang Qu's mind, yet he forcibly restrained them.

Cannot appoint!

"The overlapping of Huangsha River and Ehe River is merely suspected to be the Chuan boundary, not certain; two rivers and one river forming a boundary is doubtful. Lu Cang River is a later development, still unknown what position fruit it is, whether it can match Huangsha — all of this is uncertain.

When overlapped, the boundary ritual risk is far greater than that of the certain Jingling replacement!"

"Roar!"

A buzzing in the ears, temporary loss of voice.

Dragon's roar shook the nine heavens, struggling birds attempting to flee lost their lives and fell to the ground.

Composing his mind, Liang Qu caught sight in his peripheral vision of the long-bearded fatty fish folded over at the river mouth, searched his mind, found the ancient simplified Chinese underworld legacy, swiftly uploaded a hymn of praise, his gaze locked firmly onto the Lu Cang River.

A thousand li of river surface turned into a sea of blood!

The water hammer effect reached its extreme here, winding and twisting for millions of li, frenziedly writhing and widening, converging at the river mouth, tearing apart the earth.

Violent rain washed away, mud and rock flows poured down from both banks, as if being swallowed whole by the surging Lu Cang River.

Countless great fish, driven by primal desire, overcame innate fear, braved the torrents, risked their lives to swim upstream, just to drink a mouthful of dragon blood.

In the water, they flicked their tails in scramble; if they couldn't grab, they jumped; if they jumped but couldn't catch in midair, they turned back to tear and bite the great fish they had seized.

Sardines overturned the great crocodile, black fish bit to death the giant osteoglossum.

They frenziedly tore at each other; the moment they obtained dragon blood, their elongated bodies swelled and burst, exploding into rotten flesh, the blood sea grew ever darker red, only an extremely few succeeded in evolution, their forms greatly increased, each emitting a terrifying aura.

At the river mouth, a large batch of sea demons gathered. Even the giant pythons, giant vipers, giant scaled snakes instinctively surged with longing, as if having just awakened from a spring slumber, their pre-hibernation food long digested down to bone and meat, having starved and thirsted for an entire year.

Utterly mad!

Only one fish.

"Pa!"

The long beard like a whip, the whip tip exploded with sound.

The fatty fish shifted its buttocks, firmly pressing down on the black viper, pushing its head back in, unchanged in loyalty, it shook its belly and loudly chanted: "Azure Dragon coiled left, White Tiger fierce right, Vermilion Bird wings forward, Spirit Turtle encircles the rear!"

The scaled snake's pupils slit vertically.

"The river turbid, truly divine. My Imperial Dragon Flying Initial, mud and sand lurking, Fubo mirror clear. Imperial decree affairs, sacrifice hole essence!"

The viper's scales exploded outward.

"The flood dragon awaits water before establishing its god; the human sovereign awaits the people before establishing his might."

The giant python lowered its head in shame.

After submitting to Bai Yuan's command, for five years he did not compose poetry; today he once again produced three immortal masterpieces!

Truly, everything is real, they doubted wrongly!

The great black fish, at the moment of the flood dragon king's metamorphosis, had not changed its original intention in the slightest, only feeling heartfelt admiration and lament — it itself still only thought of whether it could go up to drink a mouthful of blood, enhance its cultivation; its loyalty, in fact, was not even comparable to that of an outsider fish!

The scaled snake felt genuine delight and conviction: "The loyalty of the great black fish, I cannot match; from today onward, there shall be a fourth great fish!"

"Flattering words and deceitful color! Great treachery resembling loyalty! Treacherous and sycophantic!"

The black viper's head could not be lifted, inner resentment, secretly cursing and swearing.

Wind and clouds changed, the earth dragon turned over.

Broken scales fell, crashing into the Lu Cang River.

After crossing the crimson red Dragon Gate, the flood dragon's entire body transformed into jade-green scales, exceedingly beautiful. Immediately after, its dragon horns atop the head began to twist, its aura continuously surged upward.

Still not stopped!

Vast waves and surging billows, angry voices ceaselessly came from heaven.

Aside from the Lu Cang River anomaly, Liang Qu raised his head.

Above the firmament, dark clouds covered the top, a white dragon wandered.

"Heavenly tribulation?!!!"

Liang Qu grew ever more astonished; he did not understand how such a situation could involve heavenly tribulation.

Eying occasionally faces heavenly tribulation, and that is because of herself.

The self-nurtured position fruit similarly has no heavenly tribulation, and the two combined —

"How could it be so terrifying? Eying absolutely does not have such momentum; it is the opening of the Dragon Gate that has more spiritual opportunity, not — "

Liang Qu's golden eyes are unextinguished.

Heaven overturned and earth overturned, the Cang River like a dragon.

He stared in shock at this scene of heaven collapsing and earth splitting, at the condensed and undispersed spiritual opportunity of heaven and earth, at the ever-widening river surface, and the image of the lip dragon suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Lu Cangjiang is self-transcending!?"

Thick bloodiness covered the sky and earth, the weather grew increasingly gloomy. The flood dragon felt the weakness caused by its bodily transformation, felt the awe-inspiring might of the heavenly tribulation's thunder dragon, and its heart grew heavy.

After thinking repeatedly, I did not expect the heavenly tribulation.

Whether my own fall beneath the heavenly tribulation also fulfills Liang Qu's promise?

Bai Yuan, are all these in your calculations?

"Don't bother! Your transformation is mine, the heavenly tribulation is mine!"

Liang Qu's voice rang again in his ears, the flood dragon startled, then suddenly felt at ease, cast aside worries, and focused on transformation.

Gazing at the spiritual seeds in Lu Cangjiang that grew dragon scales and dragon whiskers one by one, as well as the myriad false dragons tens of thousands of li away, constantly gathering heavenly tribulation, Liang Qu surged with spiritual light and immediately commanded the flood.

"Water does not merge with blood!"

"Water is firm as stone!"

The order was issued.

Nature altered.

The blood-red river surface frenziedly faded, returning to algae green, returning to the turbid yellow of riverbed silt churning, all dragon blood and fish blood floating on the surface like thick grease.

All things have their root; the dragon blood flowing in transformation cannot be controlled, but the fish blood that can be fought for desperately and flows out, Liang Qu can rely on his formidable cultivation to forcibly control it, all changing fish firmly restrained, forced to spit out undigested dragon seed essence, like pulling bones from the mouth of a thieving dog.

The great fish stared dumbstruck, eyes wide open as they watched the duck fly to their fins.

Scales, flesh —

All the essence born of the flood dragon's transformation, following gravity, condensed from the water's center into a small blood pool.

"What is happening?"

"Wolf Lord, was Ehe like this initially?"

The three great kings, together with a small portion of the infant dragons, hurried slowly and finally arrived at the river mouth.

The Khan King gazed at the sight of heaven shaking and earth moving, then turned his head to look at the Wolf Lord.

The Wolf Lord muttered wordlessly, unconsciously shaking his head: "No, absolutely not! Although there was heavenly tribulation back then, it was absolutely not this exaggerated."

"Huai King!" The tribal leader anxiously looked toward Liang Qu, black hair smeared on his face, raised his head and shouted, "What to do about the heavenly tribulation? Could there possibly be a second Dragon King?"

The voice in the wind was indistinguishably blurred, but Liang Qu heard clearly, he surveyed the spiritual opportunity of heaven and earth.

The changes in Lu Cangjiang exceeded his expectations, especially the complex chemical reaction between the flood dragon walking water and the self-nurtured position fruit; originally he thought it impossible to open the Dragon Gate a second time —

"Leave the heavenly tribulation to me, Your Majesty, tribal leader, Khan King, step back first, second Dragon King, can be tried! Tribal leader, let the false —

Mountain Dragon King, come quickly!"

"Boom—rumble—rumble!"

Vision suddenly turned white, vast as snow.

Heavenly thunder split down, mighty and thick like a dragon!

Liang Qu neither dodged nor avoided, raised his hand to grasp, the black light at his waist emerged, Fubo met the storm and swelled, his arm tightened, immediately thunder encircled both sides of the spear blade, straight like a heavenly halberd.

Cangming Thunder Spear!

Robe hem fluttered wildly.

Half a step stepped out, Liang Qu turned the thunder spear, raised his hand, twisted his body, extended his great arm, sleeves wrapped, drew out smooth lines, thereafter —

Boom!

A semi-transparent great circle appeared encircling the sky.

The thunder spear vanished into thin air, reappeared, blazing light shot straight into the firmament, meeting head-on the thunder dragon.

The thunder dragon twisted and wailed, exploding inch by inch.

Electric arcs clung to the black clouds, surging across the sky!

Wolf Lord, Lion King, and Shen Da Xian's eyes showed astonishment.

Not over.

The thunder spear's momentum undiminished, straight upward, pierced the black clouds, actually seeming like a divine needle calming the sea, shocking and restraining three thousand li of thunder clouds, all thunder unable to descend or emerge, only able to flow along the conduit-like Fubo, letting it continuously devour, transforming into heavenly yang energy, nourishing Liang Qu's lower dantian peach tree.

Clothes trembled, white light blazing.

Narrow fine human shadow became long and narrow, stretched infinitely in the exposure, almost becoming a strand of black light.

White snake wandered the firmament, illuminating the gloomy heaven and earth, the thunder dragon trapped beast struggled in vain to descend, the jumping electric arcs like myriad birds crying.

Let everyone be troubled by the heavenly tribulation like a thorn in the back, deathly locking the firmament.

The flood dragon slightly startled, only the one who personally experienced it knows best how terrifying the heavenly tribulation is. The tribal leader's blood surged to the brain, his whole face quickly turned crimson, he swiftly turned around, and went again to seek the Mountain Dragon.

Ge Zu gazed at the heavenly tribulation on the horizon, slightly regretful.

Endured for over a moment.

Lu Cangjiang widened by over ten li, waves raging, the flood dragon's transformation already nearing completion, the false dragons accelerated by various divine powers arrived belatedly, too late to understand the situation.

"Quick, eat them all, eat everything down, not a single drop left!" Liang Qu shouted.

The river surface like a trampoline, pulled and tugged, ejecting all the dragon blood from the center.

Fresh blood smeared the face, instinctive throbbing, the false dragon opened its huge mouth and swallowed all the dragon blood and dragon scales — fiery energy surged into the limbs and bones, below the abdomen instantly bulged four small swellings, the top of the head more sore and itchy unbearable.

Heavenly tribulation, Lu Cangjiang expansion, various overlaps.

In a short time, the aspect of a feng shui treasure land was completed once again.

But————the time has not yet come!

The Pseudo-Dragon's foundation is too shallow; it needs a crucial boost.

"National Preceptor!!!"

Everyone's pupils trembled, and they all snapped their gazes downward in unison.

Fiery red feathers fluttered first, following the billowing crimson cloak, snapping and fluttering in the river wind.

Beneath the feathers, webbed feet stepped out, treading upon the water's surface.

The Old Toad hugged his arms across his chest, face wearing a look of disdain, unruly and untamed, facing the Pseudo-Dragon head-on; one webbed foot extended, the other covered half his face, frog eyes glaring wide in fury.

"The Frog says, it can be done! Ates mala! Extra spicy!"

As if an electric current had passed through, the Pseudo-Dragon only felt a certain switch inside its body flip open, its mind's eye clear and bright, no more obstacles — whatever the heart desires, comes to pass!

"Boom!"

The Golden River flows once more, the Dragon Gate appears a second time!

"Upstream!"

The path winds and turns; the Pseudo-Dragon's spirits soared, and it stepped out into the void.

Intense pressure enveloped it from above; the Pseudo-Dragon could see nothing, hear nothing.

Only instinct told it: it could not evade, could not retreat; follow this pressure upward!

Crack-crack-crack.

Tendons and bones snapping inch by inch in torture, the whole body unbearably sore and itchy, searing pain.

"Pfft!"

Four bulges beneath its abdomen burst open completely, claws emerging — not hands and feet produced by transformation, but real, inherently existing claws.

Gripping hard, no more the inconvenience of a serpent's form, no more the hindrance of missing feet.

Completely free!

"Roar!"

The bulge atop its head swelled another three feet against the wind!

The sky was pitch-black like ink paper, lightning like a white brush, smearing wildly, painting madly, stretching wantonly.

"Inkstone pool thickly grinds five dou of ink, hands smear feet trample — in a moment clouds turn muddled. Neither for climbing mountains to lead the nine sons, nor for harnessing lightning to swallow the twin pearls.

""

"But see one dragon coiling in the sky, sprawling, descending to the tailbone cavity; one dragon churning the sea, surging upward straight to the azure heaven's thoroughfare.

"Sinews and veins tight, belly coarse."

"Twin surges prop up the white jade pillar, two horns face off against the bronze trunk."

"Gaping maw bites the fragrant one, dancing claws grapple the Heavenly Wu."

"I shall overturn the Three Rivers, pour out the Five Lakes!"

Black hair dancing wildly, the Tusi stared dead-on, fists clenched tight, completely forgetting to breathe, forgetting his heartbeat, his whole body trembling — Dragon King! Position Fruit!

Profit.

Blood profit!

Beneath the lightning tribulation, two dragons dance together!

The Ze Ding trembled in succession.

【Absorbed two strands of Dragon Species Qi, can nurture Position Fruit Fei Lian.】

"Hah————hah————"

Sweat plastered his temples, trickling down in winding paths, heaving chest, saliva sticky like glue; Liang Qu wiped his sweat, panting heavily, relaxed and slumped down.

Tree shadows shifted.

"Rumble!"

A boulder tumbled from the mountain peak, smashed onto the water surface, splashing a spray three zhang high, shattering the calm.

The vast Lu Cang River slowly settled; the river breeze gentle, the heavy rain turned light, pattering softly.

The entire Lu Cang River, its water surface area expanded by nearly thirty percent, merging into the sea.

Commoners hiding in their homes trembled as they pushed open doors to watch.

Large fish followed the lingering Qi to churn the mud, but found no opportunities whatsoever, not even half a dragon scale.

"Succeeded?"

"Don't know————" the Mang Giant Snake muttered glumly.

"You go look?" the Hui Giant Snake instigated.

The Lin Giant Snake spat, crawled out of the mud, cautiously half-raised its head, reckoning the Great King had already turned enemy into friend with the White Ape, so showing its face shouldn't cause trouble; a minor Great Yao also couldn't hide before a Fledgling Dragon — it carefully surfaced, then instantly froze stunned.

The Hui Giant Snake and Mang Giant Snake called out twice, uncomprehending, hesitantly following up to the surface.

Immediately after, they too froze, six pairs of snake pupils narrowing in unison into a single slit.

Thoughts cleared, leaving only one notion.

What a towering, beautiful body!

Wind blows ripples, clear sky and bright sun, white clouds drifting.

Above the Lu Cang River, amidst the cloud layers, a long dragon of blue-green jade, sinuous in the sky, antlers winding, long whiskers floating, five claws on its belly — like the very incarnation of the Lu Cang River, not a trace of the former Jiao Dragon's ferocity remained, almost exuding a sense of the sacred.

Auspicious omen.

This is clearly an auspicious omen!

Beyond the blue-green jade long dragon, there was another, slightly smaller in build, antlers slightly shorter, color not blue-green jade but paler, tinged with a bright yellow-green, a long dragon.

Twin dragons emerge together!

Three great serpents gulp saliva in unison, their emotions stirred.

A true dragon, a real dragon! Two appeared at once—when did it become so wondrous?

Which serpent does not dream of becoming a dragon?

King, a true dragon indeed!

"Chieftain, chieftain!"

"Grandfather!"

The old chieftain slowly opened his eyes, gazing straight at the heavenly light, his head spinning, everything before him blurring. He stared blankly at the soaring dragon in the sky, white clouds trailing its long body, pupils dilating and contracting, constantly focusing, watching the dragon image shift from two to one, then to four, finally settling completely.

Clouds return to the sea, dragon stretches a thousand feet; clouds fill the vast sky, crane cries once.

Two heads, truly and genuinely two true dragons! One river in Southern Xinjiang, two dragons!

"Help me up!"

Xie Hongyu hurriedly supported the disheveled old chieftain, his steps trampling over a hundred herbs in disarray.

Just as the two dragons emerged together, nearly back-to-back, the old chieftain fainted.

Liang Qu leaned against a stone to rest, grinning faintly with his mouth askew.

The Holy Emperor and the Khan King stared intently at the flood dragon—no, the true dragon king—shocked, everyone witnessed the transformation of the Lu Cang River; they understood that even if the flood dragon king and the false dragon died, after two sixty-year cycles, the Lu Cang River might still nurture its own dragon king.

I feel cheated.

The Holy Emperor pondered: originally he had intended for the Wèiwèi Fruit Dragon King to occupy the pit, but now—Lu Cang River itself had undergone such a drastic transformation.

The false dragon coiled in the sky, incessantly grasping with dragon claws, never having felt so relaxed and at ease; it had truly transformed from a serpent into a dragon, opening heaven and earth, henceforth for ten thousand years, a bold stroke of ink and color.

The flood dragon king closed his eyes tightly, intoxicated in the surging power.

Originally it thought, even if it could not match a true dragon, the difference would not be great; only now did it realize how laughable its earlier notion had been.

A dragon is a dragon, a flood dragon is a flood dragon.

They cannot be spoken of on the same day!

The flood dragon king could feel the position fruit he had nurtured, a sense of reluctance welling in his heart.

Cultivating a position fruit is not like harvesting aquatic plants—cut one batch, another grows; the same position fruit, between heaven and earth, can exist only one; this time relinquishing it, through the essence-energy-spirit method, there will be no further chance.

Rumor has it dragon kings can each match ten—

"Dragon, indeed a sign of true spirit—congratulations, flood dragon king, you may now be called a true dragon."

The flood dragon opened his eyes, seeing Liang Qu treading the void, his gaze shifting past Liang Qu to the Dragon Symbol King, Lion King, Shen Da Hui, Ge Zu, the chieftain, the Holy Emperor, Centipede, False Dragon—

"How so? True Dragon King, have you succeeded in self-nurturing? True Dragon King will surely not regret it?" Liang Qu descended slightly, locking eyes with the flood dragon in midair, brows raised, smiling.

He guessed what the flood dragon was thinking; if not, it would be strange—unless born a slave.

"Do not call me True Dragon King; as before, I naturally will not regret it." The flood dragon said calmly, "Yes, self-nurturing succeeded; it should be the middle position fruit."

"Can you explain its use?"

"Transformation."

"Transformation?" Liang Qu raised his hand, "Not knowing the full extent, could you demonstrate?"

The flood dragon shook his head: "Not yet fully nurtured, cannot be used at will; generally—"

A dragon claw tapped.

Everyone strained their necks to look.

In the Lu Cang River, the marked small fish instantly grew a dragon tail, horns, and scales—transforming from an ordinary black fish into a tiny black dragon!

Silence.

"Splash."

The tail flick broke the stillness.

The black dragon panicked, flustered, began to struggle with its new body, stumbling, unable to swim, yet eventually fully adapted to the dragon's form.

Liang Qu reached out, seized the black dragon, pulled it apart, and passed it hand to hand for inspection.

Not an illusion.

The fish had become a dragon!

The Third Prince seized the sleeve of Long Eying, unconsciously touching the dragon horn.

Such transformation?

The three great serpents with exposed heads were all stunned, their minds racing with wild ideas.

East Sea serpent clan?

No.

East Sea dragon clan!

Serpents become dragons!

Python dragon, scaled dragon, viper dragon—

The old chieftain's pupils dilated violently; using this middle position fruit, he would substitute myriad phenomena and the Ba serpent—

"Grandfather, grandfather!" Xie Hongyu, quick-eyed and swift-handed, immediately supported the old chieftain.

Liang Qu immediately spoke: "Chieftain, do not be overly agitated, it is not that exaggerated; although it has become a dragon, it is still rooted in a black fish; perhaps if stewed into fish soup, the meat might differ slightly, but otherwise no difference."

The dazed mind swiftly cleared; the old chieftain came to his senses and staggered to his feet.

Yes, the middle position fruit is indeed far more useful than the small one—for example, Liang Qu's transcendent position fruit can let the treasury "produce out of thin air" an additional twenty percent; Zhang Longxiang's owl, as long as flesh remains, source unharmed, with one breath, can be restored; turning a black fish into a true dragon, however, remains somewhat exaggerated.

"Merely a change of species." Liang Qu, having encountered many position fruits, instantly grasped the meaning: "One can turn a chicken-crest fruit into an equivalent maple flower fruit, cannot turn it into a better water-source fruit, nor a worse one—just a species exchange."

The old chieftain came to his senses, yet remained equally excited, immediately thinking of a ten-thousand-fold profit business.

Rare medicinal ingredients are no longer rare!

Unless it is a top-tier treasure plant that is inherently scarce to the utmost degree, like a superior creation, otherwise, under equal medicinal efficacy, treasure medicines that want to grow the Root Sea must grow the Root Sea, treasure medicines that want to grow the Rank must grow the Rank — all must be fully connected!

"The Art of Creating Livestock." Liang Qu pondered.

Now not only the Dragon Maiden, but could there be a Cat Maiden too?

"How does it feel like I, Wu Guo, am the superior one, able to transform into whatever I want? No, that's wrong. This kind of change cannot make a black fish into a more excellent black fish, nor can it be inherited.

No matter how it changes, the black fish itself won't have any growth in characteristics. Wu Guo can discard the dross and select the essence — the Flood Dragon can only turn rice into wheat, cannot make rice lodging-resistant, can only turn into a female cat, cannot turn into the intermediate state of a Cat Maiden!"

For the same Rank Fruit, only one can exist. The same goes for Authority.

They are all Middle Rank Fruits; it is impossible for a Middle Rank Fruit with obviously stronger effects, whose Authority can directly overwrite other Middle Rank Fruits, to appear.

Perhaps there are other unknown limitations. It definitely isn't the duration of the change — no Rank Fruit Authority would be temporary — but rather... the stability of the change?

Liang Qu looked at the little black dragon in his hand again. For the moment, he didn't detect any physical collapse or inability to hold on.

"Feels weirdly compatible with Wu Guo — one modifies genes, one modifies genetic traits — no, Giant Spirit still suits me better —"

"When will you take my Rank Fruit?" The Flood Dragon interrupted his train of thought.

Everyone turned their heads to look at Liang Qu again.

"No rush. The Flood Dragon King and Mountain Dragon King's metamorphosis should have corresponding Treasure Fish accompanying them, right?" Liang Qu asked.

The second major harvest of Leaping the Dragon Gate: at least several million Water Marsh Essence.

He had already noticed the old toad had vanished without a trace; he had to be fast.

"Understood."

The Flood Dragon King vanished suddenly, and at the same time, the Mountain Dragon King also departed.

Two quarter-hours later.

The Flood Dragon King brought back four Treasure Fish; the Mountain Dragon King, five.

The Saint Emperor and the others were slightly surprised — first surprised that there actually were some.

This experienced?

Then surprised by the number of Treasure Fish. The Flood Dragon King is stronger, so how come he has one less Treasure Fish than the Mountain Dragon King? Could it be the old toad already got one?

"As expected —"

Seeing this number, corresponding to the situations of the Old Dragon Lord and Eying, Liang Qu had a clear idea in his heart.

"Tusi, these Treasure Fish —"

"By all means, take them!"

The Middle Rank Fruit was truly obtained, the Dragon Kings were there too; only the final wave of exchange remained. The Old Tusi was exceptionally generous.

"Haha, many thanks, Tusi. But I won't take them all either. Let's make two and one into five. Nine is hard to divide. I take three, Tusi takes three, Your Majesty takes three. How about that?"

Sweat King: "?"

"Good. Today, what Huai Wang says goes!" The Old Tusi was in high spirits.

"Since that's the case —" Liang Qu raised his head. "Today is the twenty-second. A short rest, so three days from now! I'll also take this chance to consume the Treasure Fish. Trouble the Flood Dragon King to wait three more days."

Dragon whiskers fluttered.

"Good."

"The Whale Emperor didn't appear, much as guessed — the final crucial step."

Liang Qu's heart pounded wildly, his mouth dry and tongue parched.

Two thousand nine hundred eighty-six times Root Sea wandering.

Never had he been this close to success.

"Sizzle."

The oil pan burst with fragrance; scallions and ginger jumped.

Ta Ta touched his faintly aching back of the head, then went into the seasoning.

【Water Marsh Essence +1254741】

【Water Marsh Essence +1665412】

【Water Marsh Essence +1369974】

【Water Marsh Essence +4.28 million】

【Water Marsh Essence: 54.41 million】

The 2,986-times Root Sea suddenly expanded until a certain instant, then fiercely broke through the 3,000 barrier!

At the same time.

Liang Qu's mind moved; the two strands of Dragon Race aura brought by the Pseudo-Dragons simultaneously vanished, turning into resources, filling into the Fei Lian Rank Fruit.

"Crackle!"

The twenty-fifth.

The Lu Cang River waters surged, exceptionally calm.

The Tusi and Shen Da Xian waited early, the ritual Thunder Drums for extracting the Rank Fruit prepared. They even hoped it would end sooner. Even if there was profit in between, they had been tormented enough by this roller-coaster of a month.

"Mmph —"

The Big Dog whimpered softly, its hooked claws scraping four furrows in the mud.

Ta Ta held the collar, forcibly dragging the Wulong, who was too scared to move forward, to the riverbank. The Silly Chicken stood on the Wulong's head.

Zhang Longxiang was slightly surprised, not knowing why Liang Qu still brought these two things today. He looked left and right, couldn't see anything special — just a spirit-monster black dog and a flying dragon with a bit of great demon residual aura.

"Flood Dragon King, ready? Death and rebirth — this kind of thing is fast. We're already very practiced." Liang Qu raised a hand and grabbed; black-gold light surged, gripping Fubo.

"I know myself." The Flood Dragon closed his eyes. "Act quickly!"

"Good!"

Liang Qu closed his eyes. When he opened them again — golden eyes, Xiong Xiong!

The mind's eye opened wide—heaven and earth, everywhere in sight.

【Breaking the Sacrifice of the Subdued Dragon triggered...

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【Current progress: none】

【Upon completing the Breaking of the Sacrifice of the Subdued Dragon, one may gain the favor of the River Lord Emperor; for each level attained in Martial Dao Transcendence, martial talent doubles, and damage against water-attribute demon beasts increases by ten percent.】

Heaven and earth gradually faded, a suffocating atmosphere descending from above!

The flood dragon was stunned.

Ge Zu and Zhang Longxiang were both astonished.

This time, wasn't it supposed to extract the position fruit? Normally, beheading and killing would suffice—did they change their minds temporarily, preparing to slay the flood dragon? But how would the Whale King explain this on his end?

"Ge Zu!"

Ge Zu realized he had misunderstood, and hastily activated his divine ability.

"Body first, die!"

Fubo swung down.

Heaven and earth fell silent.

The sound of tides, wind, and roars vanished.

Everything turned into black and white, twisted lines filling the space between heaven and earth—chaotic, pulsing.

The true dragon ahead, Fubo in hand.

Liang Qu had never felt such harmony as today, as if once again elevated in favor, merging with the River Lord.

Fubo's spear blade sliced through the twisted lines; everything it passed shattered apart, like a white eraser gliding over gray pencil lines, piercing through.

Yet, after Ge Zu's authority was unleashed, the internal lines of the flood dragon suddenly contracted to a point.

The spear blade avoided the point.

"Boom!"

The river surface, thousands of meters deep, cracked and sank, as if an invisible blade had sliced through, dragging terrifying air currents, cutting into the flood dragon's skull.

In an instant, the flood dragon shattered inch by inch, its tendons and bones pulverized in the span of a breath, erupting in vast clouds of blood mist!

Dark red covered deep green.

The three great snakes—scaled, viper, and python—stared in stunned silence.

The fat fish flopped down with a thud, kneeling on the ground, weeping bitterly.

Dog paws pushed off the ground, the otter unleashed a thousand-pound plummet, forcefully dragging the howling mud dragon.

Zhang Longxiang's eyelid twitched, unable to comprehend what Liang Qu was up to; he immediately activated the Embracing Owl, devouring damage.

Flesh blurred, the sky-shattering chunks of meat flying apart then sucked back!

The Marsh Cauldron trembled.

【Breaking the Sacrifice of the Subdued Dragon progress: 100】

【Upon achieving perfect harmony at one hundred percent, gain the River Lord Emperor's marsh spirit favor three times————】