Chapter 145

Dai Dai Qisi, seeing that Ning Chuan was quite satisfied with both the Heaven-Reliant Sword and the Dragon-Slaying Saber, also breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

She knew that her mysterious Master did not actually value these mortal divine weapons very much.

What he cared more about were the special materials contained within these items themselves, and the energy that might exist within them that could help him cultivate.

Now that he could obtain these two treasures containing innate spiritual energy, she thought her Master must be in a good mood.

She steadied herself and continued to report respectfully, her voice carrying a trace of seeking instruction:

"Reporting to Master, the crisis on Brightness Peak has been resolved."

"Those remnants of the various sects who were captured earlier, as well as the people from the Divine Sword Villa and Full Moon Villa, have all been locked up in the dungeon and are being strictly guarded."

"I wonder how Master intends to... deal with them?"

She knew that with her Master’s style of doing things, these people would likely not escape death.

"In addition, according to Master’s instructions, the news about letting the leaders of the major sects come to beg for forgiveness and offer up all their secret manuals has also been released through various channels."

"I presume it won’t be long before the entire Wu Lin knows about this."

"However... I am worried that top forces like Songshan Shaolin, Wu Dang, and the Dragon-Protecting Villa of the Great Ming Dynasty."

"They may not be willing to suffer such humiliation and obediently come to their deaths."

"I fear... they will not let the matter rest and will definitely stir up more trouble."

Dai Dai Qisi’s tone carried a trace of undisguised worry.

After all, those were top forces that had been passed down for hundreds or thousands of years and had extremely deep foundations!

Each of them possessed terrifying strength capable of shaking the entire Wu Lin!

If they really joined forces to confront Taohuadao, the consequences... would be unimaginable.

Ning Chuan, after listening to Dai Dai Qisi’s report, had not the slightest ripple in his pale golden dragon pupils.

It was as if what she said were all just trivial matters.

He just said indifferently, his tone calm but carrying a supreme majesty that looked down upon the world:

"No matter."

"If they want to come, let them come."

"I, too, would like to see just how much weight this so-called righteous Wu Lin really has."

"Just a bunch of clowns, daring to act presumptuously in front of me?"

His strength had greatly increased, and he no longer looked down upon these mortal Wu Lin forces.

Even those so-called Land Immortals, he had the confidence to fight them!

"As for those captives locked in the dungeon..."

Ning Chuan pondered for a moment and said: "Take me to see them."

Or, to see if there were any hidden "surprises".

Putting away the Heaven-Reliant Sword flashing with cold light and the domineering and heavy Dragon-Slaying Saber.

Ning Chuan thought to himself that after dealing with these trivial matters, he must carefully study how to re-refine these two top-tier spiritual materials and turn them into his true life-bound magic treasure.

Dai Dai Qisi did not dare to be the least bit negligent, hurriedly leading the way respectfully, guiding Ning Chuan toward the dungeon of Brightness Peak.

The Ming Cult’s dungeon was built in a very hidden mountain belly behind Brightness Peak.

It never saw sunlight all year round, was dark and damp, and the air was filled with a nauseating smell of blood and rot.

From the cells on both sides of the corridor, bursts of shrill wails and painful groans could be heard from time to time, making one’s hair stand on end.

Clearly, the days of those captives from the various sects locked up here were not easy.

When Ning Chuan’s massive and majestic dragon body slowly swam into this dark dungeon.

The entire dungeon instantly fell into a deathly silence!

Those prisoners who were still wailing and screaming earlier, feeling the terrifying pressure like substance radiating from Ning Chuan.

Were all scared out of their wits, silent as cicadas, not even daring to breathe loudly!

Each one curled up in the corner of their cell, trembling all over, their eyes filled with endless fear and despair!

They knew that this terrifying black dragon was the god or demon who controlled their life and death!

Dai Dai Qisi accompanied Ning Chuan respectfully, leading the way for him.

She looked at those experts of the righteous sects who were usually high and mighty and arrogant, now trembling like stray dogs in front of her Master.

A sense of unspeakable pleasure and pride could not help but rise in her heart.

Being able to follow such a peerless existence was the greatest luck of her life!

Ning Chuan’s gaze, like a monarch inspecting his territory, slowly swept over each cell.

When he passed the cell where the Emei Sect disciples were locked up.

Those surviving Emei Sect female disciples, looking at Ning Chuan, all had eyes filled with bone-deep hatred and undisguised anger.

Their master, Abbess Miejue, had died miserably under the claws of this dragon!

This blood feud, they would never forget for all eternity!

Among them, a girl dressed in pale cyan clothing, with delicate and beautiful features and a pitiful temperament.

Although she also lowered her head, her body trembling slightly from fear.

But in her beautiful eyes hidden beneath long eyelashes, there flickered a trace of... ambition and unwillingness that was different from the others?

It was none other than the fourth-generation leader of the Emei Sect, who would later be deep in schemes and stop at nothing to achieve her goals—Zhou Zhou Zhiruo.

She had successfully attracted Ning Chuan’s attention.

"You, hate me?" Ning Chuan’s pale golden dragon pupils fell on Zhou Zhou Zhiruo, and he asked in a calm voice.

Zhou Zhou Zhiruo, upon hearing this, felt her delicate body tremble violently, hurriedly burying her head even lower, and answered with a voice carrying a trace of trembling:

"This... this little girl does not dare."

Although her heart was filled with fear and hatred for Ning Chuan, she also knew that at this moment, she was no different from an ant in front of him.

Any resistance would only lead to a more miserable end.

Ning Chuan looked at her pitiful yet scheming appearance, the corners of his mouth curling into an inexplicable arc, and he let out a light laugh of unknown meaning.

"Hehe, a clever girl, indeed."

With a thought, a surge of pure demonic power poured out from his body.

Cooperating with the eerie power of the Heavenly Dragon Bewitching Eye, it instantly invaded Zhou Zhou Zhiruo’s sea of consciousness!

Zhou Zhou Zhiruo only felt the world go black, and her spirit fell into chaos, completely losing the power to resist.

A moment later, Ning Chuan withdrew his demonic power.

He looked at Zhou Zhou Zhiruo, whose eyes had become empty and confused, and said in a voice carrying a trace of unquestionable majesty:

"From today on, you are my maid."

"In the future, when you return to the island, follow Wang Yuyan, learn well, and do not let me down."

"Yes... Master." In Zhou Zhou Zhiruo’s empty eyes, a trace of struggle flashed, but it was soon replaced by that submission originating from the depths of her soul.

She stood up obediently, and like a marionette, walked out of the cell and stood respectfully behind Ning Chuan.

Those Emei Sect disciples locked in the cell, seeing this scene, were all shocked and angry!

"Zhou Zhou Zhiruo! You... you actually... actually betrayed the sect! Recognizing a thief as your father!"

"You shameless traitor! Master’s spirit in heaven will never let you off!"

They pointed at Zhou Zhou Zhiruo one after another, cursing loudly, their words fierce.

Ning Chuan, upon hearing this, just frowned slightly, a trace of impatience flashing in his eyes.

He was too lazy to even speak.

He just casually flicked his thick and powerful dragon tail!

"Boom!"

An invisible force of wind instantly swept through the entire cell!

Those Emei Sect disciples who were cursing did not even have time to let out a scream before they were directly shattered in their hearts by that violent power, turning into pools of blurred flesh and blood!

Blood stained the entire cell, filled with a nauseating smell of blood!

Dai Dai Qisi, on the side, was not surprised, and even a cold smile appeared on her face.

In her view, these ants who dared to offend her Master deserved to die!

Next.

Ning Chuan arrived before the cell where the Divine Sword Xie Xie Xiaofeng and the Demonic Saber Ding Peng were locked up.

These two supreme masters of the sword and saber who had once stood at the very top of the Wu Lin were now also in a miserable state, their auras weak.

The arrogance and sharpness on their bodies had long since been completely worn away by Ning Chuan’s heaven-destroying, terrifying strength.

They were still ruminating on the crushing defeat earlier, and the terrifying power Ning Chuan possessed that far exceeded their understanding.

Seeing Ning Chuan’s massive and majestic dragon body appear again.

In both their eyes, a trace of complex light flashed, with fear, unwillingness, and a trace of... unspeakable curiosity?

Xie Xie Xiaofeng spoke first, asking in a hoarse voice: "...what exactly... what exactly was the power you used before? Why... why was it so domineering? So... unreasonable?"

This was the greatest doubt in their hearts.

Ning Chuan looked at these two top experts who had once been arrogant, now in such a miserable state like defeated roosters.

He just said indifferently, his voice calm but carrying a trace of irresistible temptation:

"Submit to me."

"You will have the opportunity to see a... brand new world."

"A world... far beyond your imagination, more vast, and more wonderful."

He knew that for strong men like Xie Xie Xiaofeng and Ding Peng who pursued the pinnacle of the martial path.

Simple coercion and inducement had limited effects.

Only by letting them see the hope of a higher level could they truly be convinced.

Moreover, it was not impossible for him to create immortal cultivation techniques suitable for humans to practice in the future.

At that time, it would not be impossible to bestow some opportunities upon them.

Xie Xie Xiaofeng and Ding Peng, upon hearing this, were both shaken, a glimmer of incredulous light flashing in their eyes!

A new world?

A higher realm?!

Could it be... could it be that this dragon really possesses cultivation methods leading to a higher level?!

The two were silent for a moment, bitter smiles appearing on their faces.

They knew that they... had no choice.

Ning Chuan, seeing this, did not say much more.

He opened his dragon maw, and two drops of dragon essence blood, flashing with black-gold brilliance and containing his origin aura, slowly flew out and hovered in front of Xie Xie Xiaofeng and Ding Peng.