Chapter 196: Meeting an Old Friend Mid-Journey; Subduing the Dragon Maiden to Exact Revenge

"Good, good, good!"

"I finally understand why 'meeting an old friend in a strange land' is considered one of life's great joys!"

Once Fang Longye identified who the Aura in the far distance belonged to, he immediately turned around and clapped his hands, laughing heartily.

The corners of his mouth curled up, revealing pure malice.

But before he could let out a villainous cackle, he sensed another, slightly more distant Aura.

He immediately furrowed his brows and said, "How did she encounter that old monster too?"

That other, slightly more distant Aura was one he was also familiar with; it was precisely the old flood dragon that had tried to capture him earlier.

Thinking of how he had just barely escaped from that old flood dragon's hands, he couldn't help but hesitate.

However, it was only for an instant.

As a golden feather appeared in his hand, he stroked it, and his expression immediately turned resolute.

He muttered to himself, "It depends on your own choice! If you insist on heading toward my side, then don't blame me for taking advantage of your misfortune!"

After speaking, he shook his body, and his figure gradually dimmed until it vanished into nothingness.

Fang Longye did not go anywhere else; he merely concealed his tracks and remained where he was.

A short while later.

He felt the two Auras from the far distance gradually become clearer, moving from afar to near.

He sighed in the dark, thinking to himself, "This isn't my fault; it's you who insisted on jumping into this pit of fire."

……

After a moment of self-reflection.

Not long after.

Possessing supernatural ocular abilities like 'Thousand-Mile Eye' and 'Sun and Moon Golden Pupils', he saw a Flying Shuttle in the distance, darting through space like lightning, heading toward his position.

Unlike the Duntian Shuttle he had used before, which was merely a tool for breaking through spatial seals.

This Flying Shuttle was not so simple; it was a Spirit Treasure similar to a boat, specifically designed for people to rest inside while traveling long distances.

As it happened, the person inside this Flying Shuttle was none other than Long Xuan, who had previously developed a grudge with Fang Longye.

She was hidden inside the Flying Shuttle's space, curled up and half-leaning on a Cloud Couch.

Her brows were filled with gloom, surrounded by the interweaving of gold and fire, permeated with a bloody hue; her face was pale, clearly having suffered severe damage to her vitality.

The space inside the Flying Shuttle was not large, yet it featured an exquisite layout.

With carved beams and painted rafters, screens and jade fans, it was as if one were inside a palace.

On the pillars and walls were paintings of clouds and thunder, mountain spirits and water monsters, dragons, phoenixes, and beast shadows—all sorts of things.

A Green Halo Jade Pure Bottle hung above, shooting out mysterious light that gathered upon her, in thin wisps like sweet dew.

It was a pity, however, that her injuries were quite heavy and would not heal immediately.

She gritted her teeth, seeing that on the jade table before her, a treasure bead held in the mouth of a Crane Beak Treasure Pot was shining with clear light, flickering incessantly.

It was gradually turning a deep red, which was somewhat ghastly.

She immediately urged her own body, spitting out a large amount of essence, energy, and spirit toward the hub controlling the Flying Shuttle, burning it into thick power to accelerate her flight through the void.

She said fiercely, "I didn't expect that old thief to be chasing so closely! He really isn't leaving me any chance at all~"

"Bah!" Long Xuan then cursed angrily, "I really don't know what kind of bad luck I've had? Ever since I clashed with that detestable guy, my year has been nothing but unlucky."

Recalling her experiences after her defeat at Fang Longye's hands, she could only describe it with the words 'unlucky year'.

First, she encountered the Dapeng Bird, a lawless and terrifying existence, and only managed to escape from its claws with great difficulty.

As a result, not long after, she ran into a Taiyi Old Flood Dragon who, upon meeting her, wanted to swallow her alive without a word.

It was truly a case of escaping a tiger's den only to enter a wolf's lair.

If not for the Taiyi Realm senior sent by the Dongting Longgong to protect her in secret, who had managed to break away from the Dapeng Bird in time to entangle with that old flood dragon.

She feared she would have already fallen into the belly of that Taiyi Old Flood Dragon by now.

Just as she was thinking this.

Inside the Flying Shuttle, a string of bells hanging from the dome suddenly rang, very urgently.

Sound after sound, like the plucking of zither strings, like an army of thousands charging, fierce and surging.

"Hmm?"

Hearing the sound, Long Xuan was suddenly startled, her face changing color; could it be that the old flood dragon, even with a Taiyi Realm expert holding him back, still had the strength to catch up to her so quickly? And was now blocking her path ahead?

That was impossible, right? With her discernment, she could naturally see that the old flood dragon's strength was not that great.

When she looked closely, she saw Fang Longye's figure emerging from the void amidst a sea of clouds.

"It's you!"

After seeing clearly who was blocking the way, Long Xuan's eyes were instantly split with rage.

Of course, besides anger, there was even more anxiety and unease.

She truly did not expect that in just a few short months, this guy before her had actually achieved the Golden Immortal realm! Although his lecherous and lustful nature made her very disgusted, his strength was truly no joke.

A few months ago, facing him when he was still a True Immortal, she had already struggled to cope, let alone now that he had achieved the Golden Immortal realm! Now, he had seized the perfect moment to block her path. For her, it was truly a wolf in front and a tiger behind! Fang Longye blocked Long Xuan's path and said unhurriedly, "That's right, it is indeed me."

His eyes flickered, his gaze piercing straight into the Flying Shuttle, and with just a glance, he realized she was clearly severely injured.

He immediately chuckled, "You are, after all, the woman your elders promised to me. Now that you are being hunted, your master here naturally has to uphold justice for you!"

"You!"

Hearing this, Long Xuan immediately went somewhat mad. She already viewed this matter as a humiliation, and now that the other party was wantonly mocking her about it, the veins on her forehead instantly bulged.

However, the next moment, she regained her senses.

With a murderous look on her jade face, she asked coldly, "How did you know?"

Fang Longye understood that she was not asking about anything else. She was asking how he knew that her family intended to betroth her to him.

He immediately shrugged and waved his hand, saying, "As you can see, I am at least a Golden Immortal now. I can still handle this bit of karma."

Afterwards, he put on an act and scolded, "Tell me, what is with that attitude? Is that how you speak to your future master?"

"Be careful, or once you enter the sect, I shall demote you to a foot-washing maid!"

Once these words were spoken, they immediately stirred up boundless fury in the proud and arrogant Long Xuan, who was just about to step forward and fight him to the death, regardless of anything else.

Just at this moment, however, the precious bead held in the mouth of the crane-beaked Jade Pot on the table, which was specifically used for early warnings, suddenly turned crimson as blood.

A scent of slaughter permeated the air, filling the surroundings and catching everyone's attention.

Long Xuan took one look, and her expression turned cold.

Damn it!

She had been so focused on talking to this fellow before her that the old flood dragon behind them had caught up.

Sitting cross-legged in the Flying Shuttle, her eyes darted around; she suppressed the killing intent in her heart and let out a breath.

She smiled sweetly and, following Fang Longye's lead, said, "Then I shall trouble you, Master, to deal with the incoming enemy for me!"

Having said that, she could not wait to urge the Flying Shuttle, intending to leave immediately.

However, a murderous aura enveloped the area around the Flying Shuttle, the space grew heavy and stagnant, sealing off her path.

Fang Longye chuckled, "Where are you going? Just watch your master's methods!"

Long Xuan knew that her idea of slipping away directly was too optimistic and completely unrealistic.

She immediately urged the Flying Shuttle, moved horizontally to a spot three thousand miles to the side of Fang Longye, and stopped.

Almost gritting her teeth, she spat out word by word, "I was just afraid of disturbing you, Master, while you display your methods~"

She sneered inwardly, "What are you pretending to be a big shot for? Once you see that old flood dragon, let's see if you don't wet yourself in fear?"

Afterwards, she hurriedly ingested healing medicine, racing against time to recover from her injuries. She planned to bide her time and recover her strength first.

Whether the two of them ended up both suffering or if this hateful fellow Fang Longye was removed by her using the old flood dragon's hand,

to her, both would count as a great thing!

Unexpectedly, the scene that followed immediately left her dumbfounded.

Long Xuan had just moved the Flying Shuttle and was putting all her effort into recovering from her injuries.

High above the sky, a familiar Treasure Pavilion appeared in Fang Longye's field of vision.

One could see the Treasure Pavilion piled with pearls and jade, surrounded by demonic aura like a wheel, with a dragon head held high on top, looking as if it wanted to choose someone to devour, adding three parts of ferocity.

That old flood dragon of the Taiyi Realm sat upright inside, with an ancient, simple precious lamp appearing above his head.

The lamp was over half a foot tall, its entire body suffused with purple-green mist; two wicks burned into two points of flame, intertwining like snakes, presenting a lamp flame that seemed to be a fusion of Yin and Yang.

The lamp flame burned incessantly, the clusters of fire glowing like ignited stars, one after another, very dazzling.

"Cough, cough—"

"I never expected that, as time passed, even the most inconspicuous blood descendant of that thieving woman Yinglong would have grown up."

"Not to mention their cultivation, the Dongting Longgong that has been developed is already not to be underestimated. A mere subordinate is enough to force this seat to use such a heavy treasure!"

This Taiyi Old Flood Dragon reached out to take the precious lamp, stroked it for a moment, and could not help but sigh with emotion.

Moreover, that Taiyi Li Dragon who had been entangled with him all along had only been severely injured by him, not fallen at all.

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth at the First Emperor. If he hadn't started some Heaven-Conquering War, he himself would not have encountered such a Calamity and suffered such heavy injuries.

To this day, they had not improved, and he had not fully recovered from his injuries.

So much so that even now, with this Innate Spiritual Treasure in hand, he could not directly kill a junior who had just barely stepped into the Taiyi Realm—compared to his strength in his prime, it was simply a difference between clouds and mud.

"Fortunately, after spending so much effort, there is finally some harvest~"

This old flood dragon was triumphant, thinking to himself, "Not to mention anything else, just making that thieving woman Yinglong lose a descendant who perfectly inherited her Bloodline is enough to make one feel so happy!"

"Even for this alone, this trip was not in vain."

Just as he was feeling smug, he cast a glance and saw in the far distance, which he had not noticed before, that beside the Flying Shuttle operated by the little girl, there had appeared a figure that was both strange and familiar!

He frowned and said, "How did this brat get mixed up with that little girl?"

It was because as Fang Longye attained the Golden Immortal realm, his abilities in all aspects had greatly improved.

Coupled with the concealment of his Golden Finger, even a figure like the old flood dragon could not detect his movements at the first instance.

What was displayed was a certain sluggishness.

Just as before, Fang Longye had sensed their Aura far earlier than this old flood dragon and Long Xuan had sensed his.

It was not because his sensing ability in this regard had already surpassed the old flood dragon, a person of the Taiyi Realm.

It was because with the Golden Finger's concealment, without being face-to-face, even the old flood dragon could not clearly sense Fang Longye's movements and presence.

Seeing Fang Longye in the distance, this old flood dragon immediately became hesitant about whether to continue forward.

And just at this moment, perhaps sensing his hesitation,

Fang Longye grinned in his direction, and with a flip of his palm, a golden feather appeared in his hand.

It shimmered with light, intertwined with mysterious patterns, radiated brilliance, and produced profound sounds.

Red-bright flames swirled around the feather, forming layers upon layers of Golden Crow phantoms.

The true intent of the sun was revealed without reservation—this feather was none other than the Golden Crow Feather.

It was a gift from Lu Ya to him, originating from the body of the Tenth Golden Crow Prince that he occupied.

It was not an offensive or defensive Spirit Treasure, but merely a token used for mutual contact and proving one's identity.

Yet, even so.

When this old flood dragon saw the Golden Crow Feather appear in Fang Longye's hand, it was as if a mouse had seen a cat.

Without a word, caring for nothing else, he immediately urged the Treasure Pavilion, plunged into the void, and fled for his life.

He only threw back a harsh threat that echoed throughout the void: "Junior, mountains and rivers will meet again, let's wait and see!"

This caused Long Xuan, who had been recovering from her injuries while preparing to watch the show, to have her jaw drop in an instant.

"No way, you old thief—"

"Weren't you quite arrogant when you were hunting me down before? How have you withered into such a state upon seeing this fellow? Have at least a little backbone!"

Just like that, he left? Hearing the harsh words left behind by Lao Jiao, Fang Longye sneered in his heart: "We shall meet again? Heh—that is exactly what I wanted to say to you."

Before this, while still in the Tang Valley Secret Realm, he had already set his sights on this old dragon from the ancient era.

This was only because he had learned from Lu Ya what kind of treasure this old dragon was harboring—during the chaotic times of the Lich War in the ancient era, this old dragon had swept away many treasures from the sleeping quarters of the two brothers, Di Jun and Taiyi.

The one with the greatest value among them was an Innate Spiritual Treasure possessing forty-two layers of Innate Divine Prohibition.

The Cuiguang Two Instruments Lamp! An object used for illumination in the sleeping quarters of Donghuang Taiyi.

An Innate Spiritual Treasure ranked at the supreme level!

What truly great fortune! How could it not make one green with envy? Therefore, we shall meet again—old fellow.

Fang Longye gazed in the direction where Lao Jiao had disappeared, coldness in his eyes and an inexplicable smile on his lips, as he muttered to himself in his heart.

Turning his head back, he looked toward Long Xuan, who was acting sneakily and trying to find an opportunity to slip away.

Immediately, the Panlong Spear spanned the void, its sharp edge pointing directly at the Flying Shuttle she was in.

She instantly felt a sense of impending death—'shuttle destroyed, person dead'—spreading through her heart.

"Heh heh—little wench, your master here is feeling quite hot-tempered!" Fang Longye sneered repeatedly, carrying an inexplicable malice.

*Zheng—* The Panlong Spear let out a clear chime, casting a cold, moon-like radiance that landed upon the Flying Shuttle.

*Crack—*

As if it were more fragile than paper, the Flying Shuttle shattered instantly.

*Ang—* Fang Longye reached out, intending to grab Long Xuan as she revealed her form. Unexpectedly, she swayed her body, transformed into her Yinglongzhishhen, and dodged his capture.

Not daring to linger, she maintained her true Yinglong form and prepared to flee.

Hmph! Seeing her attempt to use the same trick again, Fang Longye let out a cold snort, reached out with one hand, grabbed her tail, and yanked her back.

He held her firmly in his grasp, gripping her tight and refusing to let go in the slightest.

Long Xuan could not help but let out a clear dragon's cry; as a Yinglongzhishhen, she was naturally extremely slender and beautiful, and her dragon's cry also tended toward the delicate.

However, within that clear and melodious sound, there was a mixture of intense resentment.

The point that made her feel resentful and uncomfortable was that she was in her Yinglongzhishhen, and her true form could be considered to have boundless strength, yet she could not break free for a moment after being grabbed by the tail by Fang Longye.

"Hmph! Now that it has come to this, you still want to escape from your master's palm?"

"Today, I, your master, shall properly discipline you!"

Fang Longye stood in the void, ignoring how she struggled; his feet seemed to have taken root, and with one hand dragging her tail, he remained motionless and steady, looking relaxed and at ease.

Seeing the dragon tail in his hand struggling incessantly, he suddenly recalled the encounter where he had been slapped in the face by her tail, and indignation rose in his mind.

He simply put his strength into it, unleashed the magnificent and incomparable power in his arm, and began to swing her around in circles.

Up and down, left and right, swinging her in circles, faster and faster.

In the end, it even stirred up wind, clouds, and thunder...

With his interest piqued, he simply grabbed Long Xuan's exquisite and peerless dragon horns as well, using her slender and long dragon body like a jump rope for his amusement.

Wanton revenge—

(End of this chapter)