Chapter 555: The Golden Carp Miracle Incident Has Finally Ended

The Dog Meat Daoist had reason to be frustrated and shocked.

He was not the chief strategist of the Prince of Qinghe, yet the Prince had revealed to him every detail of the ancient Dragon Palace inheritance.

Back then, he had genuinely plotted for Li Jingyu.

Others did not know that when Li Jingyu was swept away by the current, he had seen the illusion of the golden carp spitting bubbles (a revelation)—but he knew.

He also knew that "the golden carp spitting bubbles" was surely the final key to the Immortal Mansion.

At the same time, he knew the Xu family's jade pendant was one.

And Ye Yao's conduct these past few days had moved Daxiong deeply. Since he had been submerged in water, five days had passed—today was the first time Ye Yao had stepped out of this room. He had spent each day chatting with him to ease his boredom, sometimes even angering him to the point where he wanted to rip out the oxygen tube and punch him.

Well, as an ancient demon lord who had ruled for hundreds of thousands of years, what was so remarkable about such authority?

Ye Yao felt anxious yet eager, silently hoping—unconsciously, his fists clenched tight.

Regardless, one had spent three days, the other over ten—there was still a clear difference in their talent for alchemy.

When she finally shed her ancient robes and donned modern, lightweight clothing, stepping out of the backstage dressing room, she was met by Luo You, beaming with excitement.

Although Lan Yingying was a disciple of an ancient martial sect, her real-world identity was that of a member of the Lan family of Jiangcheng.

Five million was already an astronomical price—now they'd added fifty spirit stones? Was this trying to defy heaven?

Speaking of which, once I meet that old demon Xiao Li, I'll have something to boast about! I never expected he'd fall for his own disciple—and end up lured into the illusion by me.

The Asura King, with one foot already Taru the realm of dissolution, possessed strength countless times greater than an ordinary Asura.

Under these circumstances, warriors must intensify their cultivation, replenishing their modified bodies with vast amounts of spiritual energy to fully solidify their new state.

Passive effect: Can detect any level of stealth or invisibility. When targeting an enemy, there is a ten percent chance to ignore level and rank, revealing the target's weakness point. Hitting the weakness deals 300 damage and triggers a critical strike.

Everyone drew a sharp breath—this was a high-grade spiritual treasure, sufficient to serve as the flagship weapon of a third-rate faction, yet it had been destroyed instantly. Xiahou Dong's face turned ashen; as a hall master of the Crimson Blood Sect, he had been defeated without the opponent even lifting a finger—his face was utterly ruined.

Over these two days, to practice the Nine-Turn Golden Needle Transcending Life Art for Dongqing, Ouyang Nan volunteered as her test subject, his body pierced countless times by fine needles, his spirit alternating between euphoria and exhaustion.

Practitioners at the Nieqi stage can normally wield only a branch spiritual weapon; these main spiritual weapons are for instantaneous bursts only and cannot serve as primary weapons, so these contesting disciples must still select a branch spiritual weapon.

Among them, two towering, broad-shouldered men drew everyone's gaze—one with jet-black skin, the other with a terrifying scar across his face: He Tian and He Ming.

"That's far enough. We'll set off now. As for the Lord of Danyang City, I'll report it to the sect, and they'll decide." Zhou Yin turned to the followers of the three great clans.

Shao Heng had intended to join in anyway—this was merely Shunshierwei; he pretended his identity had been exposed and reluctantly agreed.

"Stay calm. We don't need a complicated response. Isn't it enough for now to simply hold our ground?" Hu Liancheng said sternly to Luo Yan—this was all they could do.

"Give him the item. His coming here means he's already decided. The old man spent his later years making mistake after mistake—but he never expected that, in the end, he got one thing right: he took on a fine disciple." Xu Shu's voice came, filled with bitterness.