Chapter 51

Ning Chuan’s dragon pupils, shimmering with a pale golden halo, calmly watched the old beggar before him.

Although this was his first time seeing this world-renowned Northern Beggar Hong Hong Qigong.

But from his iconic nine fingers, and the vigorous aura belonging to a top-tier Grandmaster that he could still feel despite it being restrained.

Ning Chuan could already determine his identity.

Not to mention, his heroic laughter just now, and his self-introduction, had already explained everything.

At this moment.

A flood dragon was before them, its divine might like a prison.

Even though Ning Chuan had deliberately restrained the terrifying pressure originating from his bloodline and realm.

But the aura belonging to a higher-level life form that radiated invisibly.

Still made Guo Jing, who was standing beside Hong Hong Qigong, feel his legs go weak.

His honest face was filled with terror and unease, and his body was trembling slightly involuntarily.

It was as if he were not facing a creature, but a volcano about to erupt, a giant mountain about to collapse.

He didn’t even dare to look directly at Ning Chuan’s majestic dragon pupils.

Even the Northern Beggar Hong Hong Qigong, who was one of the Five Greats of the world and had long been accustomed to big storms and waves.

When facing this black flood dragon radiating a primordial, prehistoric aura at such close range.

Was also secretly wary, feeling a strong sense of crisis.

It was an instinct originating from a martial artist’s intuition, telling him that the flood dragon before him was extremely dangerous!

Its strength was likely far above his own!

He even suspected that even if the Central Divine Wang Wang Chongyang of that year were here, he might not necessarily be able to gain any advantage.

And when he heard Ning Chuan’s clear and magnetically majestic voice emitted from that ferocious flood dragon head.

His shock was even more incomparable, like a stormy sea!

He might have heard of snakes that could speak human language in some strange legends.

But a flood dragon that could speak human language, and appearing so realistically before him.

This simply overturned his worldview of several decades!

"I dare not accept the title of Northern Beggar; Hong Qi of the Beggar Gang, greets the Island Master!"

Hong Hong Qigong took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the stormy waves in his heart.

He put away his usual playful demeanor, looked at Ning Chuan with a solemn expression, and bowed solemnly with cupped hands.

Although his Beggar Gang had the town-gang divine skill, the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms, where a dragon’s roar accompanied every palm strike, and it was incomparably mighty.

But that was only related to the dragon in the artistic conception of the palm technique.

Now, truly facing a living flood dragon, a legendary creature radiating terrifying pressure.

He still dared not be the least bit negligent or disrespectful.

This had already exceeded the scope of ordinary martial arts and was close to a myth.

Hong Hong Qigong’s solemn attitude made Huang Rong and the others feel an indescribable pride and self-esteem.

You must know that Hong Hong Qigong was one of the Five Greats, as famous as their own father!

Even he had to bow so respectfully to Brother Chuan!

This was enough to prove what a terrifying level Brother Chuan’s strength had reached!

The worry and unease caused by the many martial arts forces coveting Taohuadao before.

At this moment, also quietly dissipated by more than half.

With such a powerful existence holding the fort, what did Taohuadao have to fear?

Ning Chuan saw Hong Hong Qigong bow and just nodded slightly, considering it accepted.

His current identity and strength were worthy of this bow.

His pale golden dragon pupils calmly watched Hong Hong Qigong, and he asked in a voice without the slightest ripple:

"I don’t know what brings Gang Leader Hong to my Taohuadao this time?"

After emerging from seclusion, his powerful perception had already covered the entire Taohuadao.

Naturally, he had also heard the conversation between Hong Hong Qigong and Huang Rong and the others earlier.

But he still wanted to hear what Hong Hong Qigong had to say himself.

Before Hong Hong Qigong could speak.

The Old Urchin Zhou Zhou Botong on the side could no longer hold back, took the lead, and said with a grin:

"Senior Brother! This old beggar is very bad! He wants to kidnap me from Taohuadao!"

"He said the Eastern Heretic is bullying me and wants to stand up for me and take me away from here!"

As he spoke, he made a face at Hong Hong Qigong, appearing very triumphant.

Hong Hong Qigong’s old face couldn’t help but turn red upon hearing this, showing a hint of embarrassment.

He coughed lightly and hurriedly explained:

"Island Master, please don’t misunderstand; I, the old beggar, have no malice."

"I only heard that the Eastern Heretic had imprisoned Brother Zhou here, intending to force him to reveal the whereabouts of the Nine Yin Manual."

"The Eastern Heretic acted a bit foolishly in this matter; after all, the Daoist Wang Wang Chongyang was also a hero of his generation, and he had some friendship with us. I didn’t want to see his Junior Brother suffer here, nor did I want Taohuadao and the Quanzhen Sect to form a deadly feud because of this, so I came here presumptuously, wanting to mediate."

His tone was sincere, and it didn’t sound like he was faking it.

Ning Chuan nodded calmly upon hearing this and said in a calm voice:

"Gang Leader Hong has a good heart."

"However, this matter is an internal affair of our Taohuadao, and we will handle it properly ourselves, so there is no need for Gang Leader Hong to worry."

"Junior Brother Zhou is doing well on the island now, and there is no talk of suffering."

"If Gang Leader Hong has nothing else, please return."

His strength now had completely transformed and reached a brand-new height.

In his view, among the Five Greats of the world, except for the mysterious Central Divine Wang Wang Chongyang, who might be able to truly exchange a few moves with him.

As for the likes of Northern Beggar Hong Hong Qigong, Western Poison Ouyang Feng, and Southern Emperor Duan Zhixing, although they were also top-tier Grandmaster powerhouses.

Compared to him now, they were likely not on the same level.

He was confident that he could easily suppress them.

However, there was no need for him to provoke these long-established old-school powerhouses for no reason and make enemies.

As long as they didn’t provoke Taohuadao, Ning Chuan couldn’t be bothered to pay attention to them.

Hong Hong Qigong heard Ning Chuan’s words, which were neither humble nor arrogant, but carried a hint of unquestionable meaning.

He couldn’t help but sigh slightly in his heart.

He knew that this mysterious flood dragon Island Master before him had unfathomable strength, likely far beyond what he could fathom.

Since the other party had already said so, if he were to intervene forcibly, he would only be asking for trouble.

He just didn’t understand why the Old Urchin Zhou Zhou Botong would willingly call this flood dragon "Senior Brother."

There must be some unknown secret in this.

However, he also knew that if the Central Divine Wang Wang Chongyang were to know that his Junior Brother had actually recognized a demonic beast as his Senior Brother, he would certainly not let it go.

The feud between Taohuadao and the Quanzhen Sect would likely only deepen.

Hong Hong Qigong pondered in his heart, perhaps he could persuade Zhou Zhou Botong again.

If he could take him away from Taohuadao, it would be considered settling a matter.

He rolled his eyes, a signature kind smile appeared on his face, and he said to Huang Rong:

"Hehe, Huang girl, you see, I, the old beggar, have come from afar and am a bit tired."

"I wonder if I could stay on your Taohuadao for a few days and have a meal?"

"I really miss those Beggar’s Chickens and Osmanthus Glutinous Rice Lotus Roots you mentioned earlier!"

He planned to stay on Taohuadao for a while, observe the situation, and also do some work on Zhou Zhou Botong along the way.

Ning Chuan naturally understood Hong Hong Qigong’s plan upon hearing this.

However, he didn’t mind.

Although his current strength was no longer afraid of those petty people who coveted the Nine Yin Manual.

But having another top-tier combat power like the Northern Beggar Hong Hong Qigong on the island could be considered an extra layer of protection.

At least, during the time he needed to enter seclusion to comprehend, or before Huang Huang Yaoshi emerged from seclusion.

With Hong Hong Qigong here, he could also share some pressure.

He turned his gaze to Huang Rong, signaling that she could make the decision.

Huang Rong was ice-snow clever and immediately understood Ning Chuan’s meaning.

She said to Hong Hong Qigong with a smile:

"Uncle Hong, what are you saying; it is our Taohuadao’s honor for you to visit."

"You can stay as long as you want, and Rong'er will make you delicious food every day!"