Chapter 91

At this moment.

The flood dragon stands ahead, its divine might like a prison.

Even though Ning Chuan had deliberately suppressed the terrifying pressure emanating from his bloodline and realm.

The aura of a higher life form, which radiated invisibly,

still made Guo Jing, standing beside Hong Qigong, feel his legs go weak.

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

It was as if he faced not a creature, but a volcano about to erupt, a colossal mountain on the verge of collapse.

He did not even dare to raise his head and look directly into Ning Chuan's majestic dragon eyes.

Even Hong Qigong, the Beggar of the North and one of the Five Greats of the present age, who had long seen great storms and waves,

when facing this black flood dragon emitting an ancient, primordial aura at such close range,

felt deep, hidden apprehension in his heart, sensing a powerful sense of crisis.

It was an instinct born of the martial artist, telling him that the flood dragon before him was extremely dangerous!

Its strength was likely far beyond his own!

He even suspected that even Wang Chong back then, the Divine Ability, Wang Chong, if present, might not fare well.

And when he heard Ning Chuan's clear, magnetic, and majestic voice issuing from that fearsome flood dragon's head,

the shock in his heart was beyond measure, like the sea overturning and the rivers churning!

He might have heard of snakes that speak human words in some tales of strange beasts.

But a flood dragon that speaks human words, and one appearing so truly before his very eyes,

this simply overturned his life's philosophy of several decades!

"The Beggar of the North does not deserve such honor. Hong Qi of the Gai Gang greets the Island Lord!"

Hong Hong Qigong took a deep breath, forcing down the surging waves in his heart.

He put away his usual carefree and cynical demeanor, his expression turned solemn, and he formally clasped his fists and bowed to Ning Chuan.

Although his Gai Gang possesses the sect-defining divine art, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, whose palm strikes evoke Long Yin and are peerlessly mighty,

that is only related to the dragon in the intent of the Palm Technique.

Now, facing a living, breathing flood dragon emitting terrifying pressure, a creature of legend,

he still dared not show the slightest negligence or disrespect.

This had already exceeded the realm of ordinary martial arts, nearing the realm of myth.

Hong Hong Qigong's so solemn attitude made Huang Rong and the others beside him feel an indescribable pride and joy in their hearts.

For Hong Hong Qigong was one of the Five Greats, equal in fame to her own father!

Even he had to bow so respectfully to Brother Ning Chuan!

This was enough proof that Brother Ning Chuan's current strength had reached what terrifying realm!

The worry and unease caused by numerous martial arts factions coveting Taohuadao before,

had in this moment quietly dissipated by more than half.

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

Seeing Hong Hong Qigong bow, Ning Chuan merely nodded slightly, accepting the salute.

His current status and strength certainly deserved such a bow.

His pale golden dragon eyes gazed calmly at Hong Hong Qigong, and he asked in a voice without the slightest ripple:

"I wonder, Sect Leader Hong, what brings your esteemed presence to my Taohuadao?"

After emerging from seclusion, his powerful perception had long 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 wished to hear what Hong Hong Qigong would say himself.

Before Hong Hong Qigong could speak,

the Old Foolish Child, Zhou Botong, standing beside him, could no longer hold back. He stepped forward first and said with a grin:

"Eldest Senior Brother! This old beggar is very wicked! He wants to take me away from Taohuadao!"

"He said Huang Laoxie bullied me, and wants to stand up for me and take me away from here!"

As he spoke, he even made a funny face at Hong Hong Qigong, looking very pleased with himself.

Hearing this, Hong Hong Qigong's old face turned red, revealing a hint of embarrassment.

He coughed lightly and hurriedly explained:

"Island Lord, do not misunderstand. This old beggar bears no ill will."

"I merely heard that Huang Laoxie has imprisoned Brother Zhou here, intending to force him to reveal the whereabouts of the Nine Yin Manual."

"This old beggar worried that Huang Laoxie might, in a moment of confusion, commit a grave error. After all, Wang Chong back then, the True Person, was counted as a hero of his generation and had some connection with us. I did not wish to see his junior brother suffer here, nor did I wish for Taohuadao and the Quanzhen Sect to form an irreconcilable enmity. Thus, I ventured here presumptuously, hoping to mediate a little."

His tone was indeed sincere, and it did not sound like a pretense.

Hearing this, Ning Chuan merely nodded lightly and said calmly:

"Sect Leader Hong has a kind heart."

"However, this matter is an internal affair of our Taohuadao. We will handle it properly ourselves, so Sect Leader Hong need not trouble himself."

"Junior Brother Zhou is well on the island and suffers no hardship."

"If Sect Leader Hong has no other business, please return."

His current strength had completely transformed, reaching a brand new height.

In his view, among the Five Greats of the present age, only that mysterious and unfathomable Wang Chong back then, the Divine Ability, Wang Chong, who had long reached the state of perfection, might perhaps exchange a few moves with him truly.

As for the Beggar of the North Hong Hong Qigong, the Western Poison Ouyang Feng, the Southern Emperor Duan Zhixing and the like, although they were all top-tier grandmaster strongmen.

But compared to him now, they were likely no longer on the same level.

He was confident he could suppress them with ease.

However, there was no need for him to provoke these long-established, renowned experts for no reason and make enemies at will.

As long as they did not actively provoke Taohuadao, Brother Ning Chuan was too lazy to pay them any mind.

Hong Qigong heard Brother Ning Chuan's words, which were neither humble nor arrogant yet carried a hint of undeniable authority.

He could not help but sigh softly in his heart.

He knew that the mysterious Dragon Island Lord before him possessed unfathomable strength, far beyond his own ability to gauge.

Since the other party had already spoken thus, forcing his way in would only lead to his own embarrassment.

He simply did not understand why Old Pervert Zhou Botong would willingly address this dragon as "Eldest Senior Brother."

There must be some unknown secret behind this.

However, he also knew that if Divine ability, Wang Chong, learned that his junior brother had acknowledged a beast as Eldest Senior Brother, he would Dingranbu Society.

The grudge between Taohuadao and the Quanzhen Sect was likely growing deeper and deeper.

Hong Qigong pondered in his heart that perhaps he could try to persuade Zhou Botong again.

If he could take him away from Taohuadao, it would count as a major hurdle resolved.

His eyes rolled, and a signature friendly smile appeared on his face as he spoke to Huang Rong:

"Hehe, Huang girl, look, this old beggar has traveled far and is somewhat weary."

"Might I trouble you for a few days on your Taohuadao and cadge a simple meal?"

"Those Beggar's Chickens, Osmanthus Glutinous Rice Lotus Roots, and the like you mentioned earlier, this old beggar misses them terribly!"

He planned to stay on Taohuadao for a while, observing the situation, and also to continue working on Zhou Botong.

Hearing this, Brother Ning Chuan naturally understood Hong Qigong's intentions.

However, he did not mind.

Although his current strength no longer feared the petty villains coveting the Nine Yin Manual.

Having a top-tier combat power like Northern Beggar Hong Qigong remain on the island also counts as a major hurdle.

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

With Hong Qigong present, some of the pressure could be shared.

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

Huang Rong, being as sharp as ice and snow, immediately understood Brother Ning Chuan's meaning.

She smiled and said to Hong Qigong:

"Uncle Hong, what are you saying? Your presence on Taohuadao is an honor for our Taohuadao."

"Stay as long as you wish; Rong'er will cook delicious food for you every day!"