Chapter 162

To lay down an important chess piece for the future expansion of his power and to gather more cultivation resources and scriptures.

Li Qiushui collapsed onto the ground, struggling to lift her head and looking at the black flood dragon before her that emitted terrifying pressure.

Her voice trembled violently with fear, carrying a hint of incredulous hoarseness:

"You... you... are you human or demon? Or... or the legendary god or demon?!"

She had lived for nearly a hundred years, boasting of having seen much and knowing countless people.

But the existence of this black flood dragon before her had completely exceeded her cognitive Fan Chou.

The strength and methods it displayed were simply Mo Ce to gods and ghosts, and utterly incomprehensible!

Ning Chuan's pale golden dragon eyes gazed at her calmly, his voice speaking without the slightest emotion:

"Who I am, you do not need to know."

"You only need to know that submitting to me is your only path to life."

"Not only that, this Seat can also promise you."

"In the future, if the founder of your Xiaoyao Sect, Xiaoyaozi, truly emerges from the Changchun Valley as the legends say."

"This Seat can also help you eliminate this trouble."

He knew that Xiaoyaozi was the shadow and nightmare in Li Qiushui's heart.

Hearing this, a glimmer of incredulous light suddenly burst forth in Li Qiushui's previously desperate eyes!

Xiaoyaozi?!

That Master who, like a god or demon, played their senior and junior brothers and sisters between their palms, bringing them endless pain and fear?!

This flood dragon before her actually... actually said it could help her eliminate Xiaoyaozi?!

This... how is this possible?!

Xiaoyaozi's strength had long since transcended the ordinary to become a sage, nearly akin to an immortal or Buddha!

Although this flood dragon is powerful, could it possibly contend with Xiaoyaozi? 370!

In Li Qiushui's heart, a tremendous storm instantly rose up!

If... if what this flood dragon says is true, then for her, it is undoubtedly a tremendous temptation!

Breaking free from Xiaoyaozi's shadow is one of her greatest obsessions in this life!

But, after all, she is a generation's warlord, with deep schemes.

After a brief moment of distraction, she quickly suppressed the excitement in her heart, a hint of vigilance and defiance flashing in her eyes.

She sneered and said, "Hmph! Empty boasting!"

"Although I, this Palace, have fallen into your hands, I will absolutely not easily submit to a demon!"

"Do not even think about it!"

She tried to use words to cover up the wavering in her heart.

Hearing this, Ning Chuan merely sneered with disdain.

He had long seen through the nature of Li Qiushui, who was fierce on the outside but weak within.

For dealing with such an arrogant yet life-fearing person, the simplest and most Effective method is to completely crush her psychological defense line.

He spoke no more nonsense, opened his flood dragon mouth, and a drop of flood dragon essence blood, shimmering with dark gold radiance and containing vast life energy and pure flood dragon origin power, flew out like a meteor, shooting precisely into Li Qiushui's mouth!

Before Li Qiushui could react, that drop of flood dragon essence blood had already slid down her throat into her abdomen, transforming into a domineering yet gentle energy that instantly merged into her four limbs, hundred bones, and eight extraordinary meridians!

Immediately after, a strange light flashed again in Ning Chuan's pale golden dragon eyes!

Heavenly Flood Dragon Soul-Confusing Eyes, fully activated!

An invisible yet immensely powerful wave of spiritual power surged like a tide toward Li Qiushui's sea of consciousness!

However, after a moment.

Ning Chuan's eyebrows, however, furrowed slightly.

He discovered that although Li Qiushui's consciousness had begun to blur and her resistance grew weaker under the dual effect of his flood dragon essence blood and the Heavenly Flood Dragon Soul-Confusing Eyes,

deep within her soul, strong resistance would still erupt from time to time.

That will to resist, though faint, was异常 resilient, as if branded into the very source of her soul.

Clearly, the spiritual secret arts of the Xiaoyao Sect were no small matter, providing extremely strong protection for her soul.

"Enough, it seems that to completely control a Grand Master of this level, relying solely on current means is still somewhat forced."

Ning Chuan thought to himself.

"Unless the opponent, like Xiao Xiao Yuanshan, willingly submits completely, or like Ouyang Feng, whose mind has long since collapsed."

"Otherwise, forced control will ultimately have limited effect, and may even leave hidden dangers."

"After I successfully pass the first level of the Flood Dragon Tribulation and my demon power and soul power undergo another transformation, I will certainly be able to easily control her completely."

Ning Chuan realized that his current Heavenly Flood Dragon Soul-Confusing Eyes, while almost unstoppable against martial artists below the Grand Master level,

still lacked the power to completely control a peak Grand Master like Li Qiushui, who possessed a firm will and profound cultivation base.

Only a low-level Grand Master who willingly and actively gives up resistance, like the previous Xiao Xiao Yuanshan, could be perfectly controlled.

Thinking of this, Ning Chuan temporarily abandoned the thought of completely controlling Li Qiushui.

He merely used his demon power to seal her cultivation base within her body tightly once more, ensuring she could not raise any thought of resistance again.

Then, he threw her into an empty small courtyard next door and assigned several clever servants to guard her.

After dealing with Li Qiushui's matter, Ning Chuan fell into deep thought.

The recent series of great battles, especially the clashes with the three Grand Master-level powerful figures Xiao Xiao Yuanshan, Southern Murong Bo, and Li Qiushui,

gave him a deeper understanding and realization of his own strength and the path of cultivation ahead.

"The Heavenly Flood Dragon Martial Canon, created hastily before, although its power is not bad and can perfectly combine my flood dragon body with my martial arts cultivation base,"

"but its essence is still based on the framework of human martial arts, undergoing evolution and improvement."

"After all, it is still somewhat... not pure enough to fully unleash the true might of my Flood Dragon bloodline."

"I need to create a true combat method unique to the Demon Race—a Demon Art!"

A bright spiritual light rose in Ning Chuan's mind!

He recalled the innate affinity and control over natural forces like wind, rain, thunder, and lightning inherent in the Flood Dragon bloodline.

"Perhaps... I can start from my own bloodline source and draw upon descriptions of Dragon Clan divine powers from ancient myths and legends."

"For instance, a Flood Dragon's breath summoning wind and thunder?"

"Or perhaps, Dragon Claws tearing the sky, ripping apart space?"

"And that Dragon Might that terrifies, making all beasts submit?"

The more Ning Chuan thought, the more excited he became, as if he had found a brand new path filled with infinite possibilities!

He began to seriously conceive, integrating his understanding of demon power, his realization of the bloodline, and descriptions of ancient Demon Gods seen in numerous classics into it one by one.

Moments later.

Outside the small courtyard, Huang Rong's clear and pleasant voice came:

"Brother Chuan, Father... wants to see you."

Her voice carried a hint of barely perceptible tension and expectation.

Ning Chuan snapped out of his deep thought, a flash of understanding passing through his eyes.

After Huang Yaoshi emerged from seclusion, he first dealt with Wang Chongyang's matter; he must be coming to find him now.

He nodded; his massive Flood Dragon body, under the operation of the Sky-Forging Hundred Refinements Body, rapidly shrank to a length of about three meters.

Then, following Huang Rong, he went together to the main hall of Taohuadao.

By both reason and sentiment, he should go meet the true master of Taohuadao.

After all, without the numerous classics and resources provided by Taohuadao, he could not have grown to his current state in such a short time.

He still kept this favor in his heart.

Inside the main hall of Taohuadao.

The atmosphere seemed somewhat subtle and strange.

The Evil of the East, Huang Yaoshi, clad in a green robe, sat with a face as calm as water in the main seat, showing no joy or anger.

Qu Lingfeng and the other four stood respectfully on both sides, a hint of tension and unease in their expressions.

One was the master they revered as a god.

The other was the acting master they equally feared as a god.

Now, the master had successfully broken through to the Great Grandmaster realm and emerged from seclusion with overwhelming strength.

The power structure of Taohuadao seemed... about to undergo some changes?

In their hearts, they were all somewhat apprehensive.