Chapter 128

A catastrophe capable of overturning the entire Taohuadao vanished into thin air under Ning Chuan's supreme divine might, which resembled gods and demons descending upon the world.

However, Hong Qigong the Northern Beggar, the Old Prankster Zhou Botong, and Huang Rong, Qu Lingfeng, and others of Taohuadao.

Their hearts, which had been pounding violently due to excessive shock, could not calm down for a long time.

What they saw and heard today was truly too incredible, too shocking to the soul!

A mysterious existence capable of speaking human language, cultivating martial arts, and even transforming into a majestic divine dragon!

An unparalleled supreme expert capable of easily suppressing Grandmasters, turning clouds with a flip of the hand and rain with a turn!

The might Ning Chuan displayed today completely exceeded their cognitive limits regarding martial arts!

In their hearts, Ning Chuan's power had already surpassed all under heaven, with no one able to match him!

Even the legendary Earthly Immortals, perhaps, would be no more than this?

Immediately.

Ning Chuan's massive dragon body swayed slightly in mid-air.

His majestic and cold voice rang out again, spreading throughout the entire Taohuadao:

"Lingfeng, you are responsible for cleaning up the aftermath."

"Deal thoroughly with those dead scoundrels; do not soil the purity of Taohuadao."

"As for the captives who were lucky enough to survive, such as Ouyang Feng, Dai Qisi, and Southern Murong Fu, lock them up first, guard them strictly, and I will deal with them later."

His voice carried an unquestionable majesty and decisiveness.

"Yes! We humbly obey the Island Lord's decree!"

Qu Lingfeng, Lu Chengfeng, and others immediately bowed deeply in agreement, their expressions infinitely respectful.

At this moment, they dared not disobey Ning Chuan's orders in the slightest.

After giving the instructions, Ning Chuan's terrifying fifty-meter-long dragon body, under the operation of the Heavenly Dragon Hundred Refinements Body, began to shrink rapidly.

Finally, it transformed into a length of about three meters.

This was not the limit of what he could shrink to, but this length was what he felt most comfortable and convenient for when moving around the island in his daily life.

It could maintain a certain level of deterrence without being too shocking to the world, affecting the normal life on the island.

The second day, morning.

The sun was bright, and the sea breeze was gentle.

Taohuadao seemed to have recovered from yesterday's earth-shattering great battle, still presenting a scene of birds singing and flowers fragrant, peaceful and serene.

Ning Chuan coiled beside the deep pool in his small courtyard, his huge dragon head lowered slightly, his eyes half-closed.

He was carefully contemplating every detail of yesterday's great battle.

Especially the battle with Grandmaster Xiao Yuanshan; although he ultimately suppressed him with absolute strength.

During the exchange, the initial application of the power of heaven and earth demonstrated by Xiao Yuanshan, as well as the martial arts true qi of the Grandmaster realm.

still brought him gains, giving him a more direct and profound understanding of the realm above Grandmaster.

His martial arts realm, although not breaking through again, became more stable and profound because of this.

Immediately.

A faint sound of footsteps came from outside the courtyard.

Before long, Xiao Yuanshan, dressed in black tight-fitting clothes, arrived before Ning Chuan with a respectful expression and bowed deeply:

"Subordinate Xiao Yuanshan, pays respects to Master!"

In the gaze he now cast upon Ning Chuan, there was no longer any resentment or unwillingness, only endless awe and absolute submission.

The drop of dragon essence blood bestowed upon him by Ning Chuan yesterday not only healed his injuries but also subtly improved his cultivation base.

Most importantly, he could clearly feel that his life and death were completely controlled by the whim of the mysterious dragon before him.

This control originating from the depths of his soul made him dare not have the slightest treacherous thought.

Ning Chuan slowly opened those pale golden dragon eyes, gazing calmly at Xiao Yuanshan, emitting a faint aura of majesty.

"Rise."

"Thank you, Master!" Xiao Yuanshan replied respectfully, but still maintained a slightly bowed posture.

He hesitated for a moment, and finally could not help but ask, his voice carrying a hint of barely suppressed excitement and expectation:

"Master, what you said yesterday regarding Southern Murong Bo, is it true?"

"Do you... do you really know where my great enemy, Southern Murong Bo, is now?"

This was the hatred he had thought of day and night for decades, carved into his bones and soul!

Ning Chuan looked at his body, which trembled slightly due to excitement, and said indifferently:

"Naturally, it is true."

"Southern Murong Bo, the chief culprit who caused your family's destruction and your people's death."

"He is now, using the alias 'Grey-Robed Monk', hidden within the Sutra Repository of Songshan Shaolin."

"Moreover, speaking of it, it can be considered a coincidence; over these years, you, in order to steal Songshan Shaolin's martial arts, have also infiltrated the Sutra Repository many times."

"I suppose you must have dealt with this 'Grey-Robed Monk' quite a few times?"

Ning Chuan's tone was calm, yet it exploded like thunder in Xiao Yuanshan's heart!

"What?! Southern Murong Bo... he... he has actually been hiding in the Sutra Repository of Songshan Shaolin all along?!"

Xiao Yuanshan was struck as if by lightning, his whole body shaking violently, his face showing an expression of unbelievable horror!

He never expected that his great enemy, whom he had bitterly pursued for decades, had actually been hiding right under his nose!

Moreover, he had fought with him many times, yet never detected the other's true identity!

This... this is too ironic!

For a moment, endless regret, anger, and a trace of confusion surged in his heart.

Immediately, his awe for Brother Ning Chuan reached an unsurpassable degree!

Even such a secret matter, the Master could perceive with perfect clarity!

Such methods are simply beyond the comprehension of gods and ghosts!

He had previously dared to attempt making an enemy of such an existence; it was truly a mantis trying to stop a chariot, overestimating his own strength!

Brother Ning Chuan, seeing Xiao Xiao Yuanshan's dazed and dispirited appearance, continued:

"You need not blame yourself too much."

"Southern Murong Bo is a man of deep schemes and profound depths, well-versed in the Wu Gong of various schools, and skilled at concealing his aura."

"The fact that you could infiltrate the Scripture Repository multiple times without being discovered by Songshan Shaolin is already no small feat."

"As for the matter of revenge, there is no need to rush."

"Once the time is ripe, Benzuozi Society will personally visit Songshan Shaolin."

"At that time, your deep-seated hatred and blood feud can naturally be settled together."

He still needed to utilize Songshan Shaolin's Scripture Repository to enrich his own Wu Gong foundation and prepare for establishing the path of demon cultivation.

Upon hearing this, a flame of hope ignited once more in Xiao Xiao Yuanshan's eyes!

He knew that with the Master's unfathomable strength, since he had spoken the promise, this matter was surely certain to succeed!

He knelt before Brother Ning Chuan again, respectfully, and said with a choked voice:

"Thank you, Master, for granting this! Xiao Xiao Yuanshan, for this life and the next, will certainly go through fire and water for the Master, and would not hesitate to die ten thousand deaths!"

The overwhelming hatred in his heart, at this very moment, seemed to have found an outlet for release.

Brother Ning Chuan nodded lightly, signaling him to rise.

Immediately, he added: "Since you have submitted to me, I naturally will not treat you poorly."

"You shall recite all you have learned in your lifetime, whether it is the Wu Gong you cultivated yourself or the seventy-two supreme techniques stolen from Songshan Shaolin's Scripture Repository."

"And the insights and experiences regarding the condensation of martial arts aura and the refinement of the real Dan when you broke through to the Grandmaster Realm, recite them one by one for me to hear."

He wanted to further enrich his "Heavenly Dragon Wu Gong Classic".

Upon hearing this, Xiao Xiao Yuanshan did not hesitate for a moment; he immediately recited in full detail, item by item, the many Wu Gong he knew and his insights upon breaking through to the Grandmaster Realm.

Among them were not only the family secrets of his Khitan clan, such as the Demon-Subduing Staff Method and the Demon-Subduing Palm.

There were also dozens of the seventy-two supreme techniques of Songshan Shaolin that he had secretly learned in Songshan Shaolin's Scripture Repository day after day for decades, including the Prajna Palm, the Mahakaya Finger, the Flower-Picking Finger, the Long Zhao, and the Kasaya Demon-Subduing Art!

Although for some supreme techniques, lacking the corresponding mental cultivation method, he had only learned the form and failed to fully unleash their power.

Yet the intricacy of the techniques and the complexity of their variations were enough to leave one in awe.

Not to mention his precious experience on how to condense martial arts aura and how to refine the Grandmaster real Dan.

Brother Ning Chuan listened carefully, committing all the essentials of these Wu Gong and cultivation experiences to memory, integrating them into his Heavenly Dragon Wu Gong Classic.