Chapter 146

"Swallow it."

Xie Xie Xiaofeng and Ding Peng exchanged a glance, both seeing a trace of determination and... a trace of hidden expectation in the other’s eyes?

They did not hesitate at all, immediately swallowing the drop of dragon essence blood into their abdomens!

In an instant, a surge of unspeakably vast energy erupted within their bodies!

At the same time, Ning Chuan’s Heavenly Dragon Bewitching Eye was quietly activated!

Under the dual effect.

A moment later, these two supreme masters of the sword and saber who had once shaken the Wu Lin completely let go of all the pride and unwillingness in their hearts.

Kneeling respectfully before Ning Chuan, they said in unison:

"Subordinates Xie Xie Xiaofeng (Ding Peng), pay respects to Master!"

Their voices were filled with submission and awe originating from the depths of their souls.

Those captives from the various sects locked in other cells, seeing this scene, were all scared out of their wits, their livers and gallbladders shattered!

Even supreme experts like the Divine Sword Xie Xie Xiaofeng and the Demonic Saber Ding Peng were willingly submitting to this dragon?!

To what extent had the methods of this dragon reached?!

The leader of the Sun Moon Divine Cult, Dongfang Dongfang Bubai, was even more scared, crawling up from the ground, ignoring his injuries, and scrambling to the bars of the cell.

Showing a flattering smile that was uglier than crying to Ning Chuan, he said like a dog wagging its tail for pity:

"Dragon... Dragon Island Master... spare... spare my life! This little one... this little one had eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai and offended the Island Master’s tiger majesty!"

"This little one is willing... willing to submit to the Island Master! To be a cow or a horse for the Island Master, and will not refuse!"

He no longer had half of his previous arrogance and integrity, only seeking to save his life.

Ning Chuan just glanced at him indifferently, a trace of undisguised disgust flashing in his pale golden dragon pupils.

"Neither man nor woman, weird and strange."

"I do not accept such filthy trash under my command."

Before the words fell, he waved his dragon claw!

A sharp streak of demonic power instantly pierced through Dongfang Dongfang Bubai’s glabella!

This leader of the Sun Moon Divine Cult, who could once be considered a hero of his generation, did not even have time to let out a scream before he died on the spot!

Not worthy, meant death.

Finally, Ning Chuan arrived before the cell where the Six Heroes of Wu Dang were locked up.

For these Wu Dang disciples who were famous for their chivalry and whose character was considered upright.

Ning Chuan did not immediately kill them.

It was not because he feared the revenge of the Wu Dangpai, or feared that legendary True Person Zhang Zhang Sanfeng.

But because, for the time being... there was no need.

After all, there was no life-and-death feud between the two sides.

Moreover, he did indeed want to take this opportunity to see what kind of demeanor that True Person Zhang Zhang Sanfeng, who had created the Taiji Dao, possessed.

Song Song Yuanqiao and the others, seeing Ning Chuan’s massive and majestic dragon body stop outside their cell.

All felt a tightness in their hearts, their expressions becoming somewhat unnatural.

Especially Song Song Yuanqiao, who forced himself to remain calm and asked in a hoarse voice:

"Dragon... Dragon Island Master... what... what do you want to do?"

Ning Chuan looked at their nervous and guarded appearance, the corners of his mouth curling into an inexplicable smile, and he slowly said:

"It’s very simple."

"I need you... to write a letter to your master, Zhang Zhang Sanfeng."

"Write a letter?!" Song Song Yuanqiao, upon hearing this, had his expression change drastically!

He immediately guessed Ning Chuan’s intention!

Ning Chuan ignored his horror and continued in a cold voice devoid of the slightest emotion:

"The content of the letter is very simple."

"Just say that your Wu Dangpai, and several other blind sects, offended my majesty."

"I have long admired True Person Zhang’s Taiji Dao and am somewhat curious."

Song Song Yuanqiao was shocked and angry.

The meaning was very simple; this dragon was actually coveting his master’s famous unique skill!

"Of course, you can choose not to write."

"However, in that case, all of you so-called Wu Dang disciples will... die here today."

Ning Chuan’s voice was calm, but filled with unquestionable threats and chilling murderous intent!

Song Song Yuanqiao and the others, upon hearing this, were all shaken violently, their faces showing endless bitterness and despair!

They knew that this dragon, if he said it, he would definitely do it!

With his heaven-destroying, terrifying strength, wiping out the entire Wu Dangpai in the future would likely not be a difficult task!

Finally, under the threat of death, Song Song Yuanqiao and the others still humiliatingly agreed to Ning Chuan’s request.

Soon.

A "plea for help" written by Song Song Yuanqiao himself, with "earnest" wording, was sent to Mount Wudang, thousands of miles away, at the fastest speed through special channels.

Ning Chuan looked at the direction the letter went, the corners of his mouth curling into a playful arc.

He was somewhat curious about that legendary True Person Zhang Zhang Sanfeng, who was said to have long since returned to simplicity and possessed the demeanor of an immortal.

After seeing this letter, what choice would he make?

He was looking forward to it.

After dealing with all the affairs in the dungeon.

Whether it was those stubborn "righteous sects" he had casually wiped out.

Or those "those who know the times" who had assessed the situation and chosen to submit to him.

Ning Chuan had already made corresponding arrangements.

His massive dragon body, under the respectful send-off of Dai Dai Qisi, Xiao Xiao Yuanshan, and others, slowly swam out of that dark, damp dungeon filled with the smell of blood and despair.

Returning to Brightness Peak, into that most luxurious and hidden palace that belonged to him.

Inside the palace, in the incense burner, expensive sandalwood was still burning, blue smoke curled, and an exotic fragrance was pungent.

Zhou Zhou Zhiruo, whom Ning Chuan had taken as a maid earlier, and Xiao Zhao, the daughter of Dai Dai Qisi, were now standing respectfully on both sides, ready to listen to Ning Chuan’s instructions at any time.

Xiao Zhao’s lively large eyes would occasionally steal glances at Zhou Zhou Zhiruo, who was on the side, with delicate and beautiful features but a temperament that was now several degrees more docile and respectful than before.

Her heart was filled with curiosity and confusion.

She did not understand why this Emei Sect female disciple, who had glared at her mother with hostility earlier.

After being taken into the dungeon by the Master for a "lecture", had come out like a different person.

Not only was she obedient and compliant to the Master, but even the look in her eyes when she looked at the Master was filled with unspeakable worship and... a trace of fanaticism?

However, she was also wise enough not to ask more.

Her mother, Dai Dai Qisi, had long warned her that this mysterious Dragon Master had vast supernatural powers and heaven-reaching methods.

Being able to follow by his side was a great opportunity, and one must not have the slightest heart of disobedience or transgression.

She only needed to do her own job well and serve the Master with all her heart.

Ning Chuan did not care about the little thoughts in the hearts of these two little girls.

His mind was already completely immersed in the two divine weapons hovering in front of him.

One was the Heaven-Reliant Sword, flashing with cold light, incomparably sharp, and radiating a faint water-attribute spiritual energy.

The other was the Dragon-Slaying Saber, with a simple design, a wide and thick blade, and a feeling of dominance and heaviness.

Wisps of pure demonic power poured out from his dragon claws, like fine tentacles, slowly penetrating into the interior of the saber and sword.

He wanted to carefully investigate the materials and structure of these two divine weapons, as well as the trace of innate spiritual energy contained within them.

To make sufficient preparations for refining his life-bound magic treasure in the future.

In his mind, countless Taoist scriptures and ancient secrets about magic treasure refining and divine weapon forging flashed by like a revolving lantern.

"The 'Taiping Jing Hejiao' says: 'The treasures of things each have their truth. The essence of gold and jade, the splendor of water and fire, all can be made into vessels to carry the power of the Dao.' This means that all things in heaven and earth have their spirituality, and if used well, they can be turned to one’s own use."

"The 'Dongxuan Lingbao Zhenling Weiye Tu' also records: 'The way of refining tools prioritizes materials first, techniques second, and divine intent last. Only when the three are combined can a divine weapon be forged that can reach the heavens and penetrate the earth.' This means that the method of refining tools requires both internal and external cultivation, with spirit and form combined."

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