Chapter 710

The Cloud-Spraying Beast woke up suddenly, finding itself kicking its four hooves, drenched in a cold sweat!

It lay in a low-lying area of a reef, while Ji Zhen was sitting cross-legged practicing Qi above. Seeing it wake up, he sneered: "What, do you know fear now?"

The Cloud-Spraying Beast snorted, looking quite disdainful, and walked to the water's edge...

Looking at its own reflection in the water, the golden-red light of the sunrise spilled down, causing its feet to go soft, and it retreated four or five steps.

Even in its dreams, the Cloud-Spraying Beast could still see those red tassels flying like flames, and that low, solemn "Spear, come!" seemed to be echoing in its ears!

The golden-red divine fire condensed into a spear point, piercing through the chest of the high-and-mighty Soul Transformation expert and lifting the corpse!

"My mouth!"

The Cloud-Spraying Beast wept silently; being so terrified these days was truly a torture.

It now deeply hated itself for why, after seeing that green ox, it had to be so loose-lipped and say those few extra words. When the figure leading the ox stepped out of the private room, it had already felt something was wrong! Then came a spear and a sword, slaughtering the Soul Transformation expert of the Penglai Pavilion.

The Cloud-Spraying Beast watched with its own eyes as the female cultivator holding a chicken rode the green ox and rolled away half the wealth of Yingzhou Pavilion. The big yellow chicken in her arms even glanced at the Cloud-Spraying Beast, leaving it with no doubt...

At that moment, the Cloud-Spraying Beast clutched the single horn on its head and wanted to run away!

Unfortunately, it was held by the reins by Ji Zhen, and after watching, its four hooves were still trembling—these were no rural farmers! They were clearly a male-female duo of killers, ruthless and decisive, slaughtering and looting in the blink of an eye!

After the Immortal Qin Golden Man appeared, they were even more clearly the masterminds behind the scenes, covering the sky with one hand overseas and stirring up a curtain that shrouded hundreds of millions of miles!

Poor thing, it was just a mount from the Long Gong; when had it ever provoked such fierce people? Now it had woken up from its dreams for the eighteenth time... it always felt that its Cloud-Descending Spirit Rhinoceros was not safe.

"Little Ji! My Cloud-Spraying Beast clan is the best at water! I'll go down and fish for treasures for you..." The Cloud-Spraying Beast felt that it could rely on Ji Zhen when necessary.

Because it always felt that Ji Zhen knew that fierce person.

Ji Zhen looked at its honest yet still cunning appearance and shook his head slightly: "Forget it! Stop pretending! He won't hold it against you..."

Suddenly, Ji Zhen's pupils contracted slightly. The reef side that the Cloud-Spraying Beast was leaning against had been empty, but just as his spiritual sense was covering a radius of several dozen miles, Qian Chen appeared there silently, stroking the Cloud-Spraying Beast's single horn.

Ji Zhen thought about it and still didn't tell the Cloud-Spraying Beast; he only had this one mount, and it wouldn't be good if it were scared out of its wits.

Qian Chen turned his head and smiled: "Since we parted at the Jin Ling Cave Heaven, Ji brother, have you been well? Seeing you have left the Demonic Sect today, I am overjoyed!"

Hearing these words ring in its ears, the Cloud-Spraying Beast's entire body stiffened!

Ji Zhen nodded slightly upon hearing this, knowing that Qian Chen was meeting him as the Li Taibai of the past, and bowed: "The Demonic Sect has been slaughtered by you so much, how dare I go back? You have become more and more ruthless and decisive over the years!"

Qian Chen smiled slightly and did not answer, but instead cast a red stream of light at Ji Zhen.

Ji Zhen caught it with his backhand, lowered his eyes to look, and his face suddenly changed: "This is the Supreme Supreme Tian Mo Blood-Transforming Ancient Shendao?"

"You joined the Demonic Sect and practiced Demonic Sect cultivation to build your foundation; you have long had the shadows of the Demonic Sect that cannot be washed away. Your strength has always been difficult to advance over the years because of this."

"I thought Xie An would have a way to thoroughly wash away these traces for you after arranging for you to join the Demonic Sect, but it seems he didn't."

"Senior Xie passed me the Nine Melodies Sound-Fixing Sword and was prepared to use this sword to connect the Heavenly Sound to wash my bones... But Senior Xie has been stuck at the Nascent Soul stage for decades. After the Jiankang calamity, he seems to have the intention of breaking free. I didn't want to drag him down in his Nascent Soul barrier, so I left without saying goodbye!" Ji Zhen explained for Xie An.

Qian Chen shook his head: "The Nascent Soul barrier is not in cultivation, but in the original heart! With such worries, it is even harder to break through! Go back and write a letter to tell him!"

"This Supreme Supreme Tian Mo Blood-Transforming Ancient Shendao can devour your entire Demonic Sect foundation!"

"I left a transformation in the Blade Sutra that can allow you to cut off this blade with your Dao heart after achieving success in the Demonic Sect, turning demon into righteous."

"You use the Nine Melodies Sound-Fixing Sword to govern the Ji family's heritage and the Supreme Supreme Tian Mo Blood-Transforming Ancient Shendao to govern the Demonic Sect cultivation. Only by cultivating both Dao and Demon and holding both blade and sword will you not have to worry about a mixed foundation!"

Qian Chen laughed when he said this: "You can even reveal your Dao and Demon cultivation at will, just like me, manifesting thousands of incarnations; it is not impossible!"

Ji Zhen's face changed slightly, and he asked: "What do you want me to do?"

"Don't say that; we are at least bosom friends of the zither. I learned a piece of 'Guangling San' from you in the past, and now I'm just returning a favor!"

"The Supreme Supreme Tian Mo Blood-Transforming Ancient Shendao is the supreme secret transmission of the Yu Yu Jiuyou Dao! Although I was once a true successor of the Yu Yu Jiuyou, I was never taught it. This blade can govern all changes of the Demonic Sect and possesses incredible demonic nature. Given the strictness of the Yu Yu Jiuyou Dao, there have been several precedents of blade slaves practicing this blade and backlashing against the Dao Lord! And you haven't mastered 'Guangling San'; you only sensed a bit of it in my sword intent!" Ji Zhen said solemnly.

Qian Chen nodded slightly: "Then does Taibai have the good fortune to hear it?"

Ji Zhen was silent for several breaths, then took out an ancient zither from his magic treasure pouch. The lacquer patterns were mottled, and it was deeply broken. He pressed his hand on the zither, seemingly with a trace of nostalgia.

"'Guangling San' was taught to me by my grandmother when I was young. This zither was also a gift from her. I am ashamed! Since I turned the zither into a sword, I haven't touched it for decades! If there are any missed notes, I hope Taibai will forgive me!"

Ji Zhen said, tuning a few notes casually, and played the long-lost 'Guangling San' for Qian Chen, who stood alone between the sea and sky.

The zither sound was high and vast, spreading in all directions...

Ao Bing followed respectfully behind an old man wearing royal robes and a crown.

Suddenly, a zither sound came faintly from afar, calm and with an invisible tension... As the zither strings moved, Ao Bing felt his heart pulse become slightly chaotic, and he frowned, taking a step toward where the zither sound came from!

"Don't move!"

The old man closed his eyes and raised his hand, stopping Ao Bing.

Ao Bing seemed to respect him very much, so he stood motionless, not daring to disturb...

After a while, the zither sound dissipated faintly, and the old man opened his eyes and said in a low voice: "Full of killing intent, zither sound and sword qi, this is the sound of an assassin!"

"Uncle Grandfather!" Ao Bing still frowned slightly.

"You younger generation often like the exquisite objects of the human race, but why does no one understand the true essence of the human race? In the past, Tai Shang stripped away the wisdom, integrity, benevolence, and courage of my ten thousand races and gave them all to the human race... From then on, these spiritual emotions could only be heard in the sounds of the human race! They use this to evolve divine abilities and open up the Great Dao. Of the three talents of heaven, earth, and man, man resides in the middle!"

"This ability to move emotions is only common in the human race. That is why some say that those who are not human are just beasts."

"The young dragons covet pleasure, but they no longer understand the spiritual emotions entrusted by the human race. This is the reason why you are strong and domineering, yet find it difficult to take that step!" The old man said leisurely: "That is the child of Yuan'er's family, right! Possessing the blood of a merman, no wonder you don't like him..."

"It's strange to say, the human race has slaughtered my Dragon Clan countless times, and you often look down on mortals. But the child of man and dragon is a dragon child."

"Mermen have always been submissive to my Long Gong. You vent your anger after drinking, but the children you produce are treated as bastards and driven out at will!" The old man smiled: "Perhaps this is the reason why the human race says we fear power but do not cherish virtue!"

Ao Bing said nervously: "Uncle Grandfather, should we summon him to see us?"

"Forget it!" The old man waved his sleeve: "I also look down on mermen!"

"Your 'Guangling San' is better..." Qian Chen sighed after listening: "If I were to play it, it would always be the 'Song of Nie Zheng Assassinating Han Gui'! Moving forward without looking back, a white rainbow piercing the sun, just like a long sword. But the reason 'Guangling San' is 'Guangling San' is because when Ji Kang played this piece in the past, there was always a kind of implication in the zither sound that was different from Nie Zheng assassinating Han Gui."

"Within the killing intent, there is a concern! And it is this concern that makes the killing intent even more firm!"

"Who are you concerned about, who are you wielding your sword for, and who is your zither sound confiding in?"

Ji Zhen was silent, his fingers stroking the mottled ancient zither...

That figure who raised him in his childhood; that figure who was treated as a disgrace by his father and scolded like a slave, yet carefully bandaged his wounds and taught him to play the zither; that figure who always missed her grandfather and never smiled while living in the Long Gong!

"Grandmother, Grandson... just wants to save you from this cage!"

Ji Zhen's fingers on the zither strings trembled slightly, and Qian Chen sighed: "You want to save the Pavilion Master of Chang Le!"

"Even if I save her, what then? Although the Long Gong is cramped and the dragon children are arrogant and domineering, it is still a place to live. Once I leave the Long Gong, the world is vast, but there is no home. As a grandson, how can I let my grandmother be so displaced?" Ji Zhen's eyes were deep, and he stood up with his sword, saying coldly.

"That's not necessarily true..." Qian Chen suddenly said: "The reason the Pavilion Master of Chang Le pities the fishermen and commoners of Donghai County and went to assassinate Sima Yan for this is because she carries a portion of human blood. She is a dragon girl of mixed human and dragon blood..."

Qian Chen looked up and said: "Do you mind living a little higher?"

Ji Zhen and Qian Chen's spiritual senses intertwined, seemingly in secret transmission. Beside them, the Cloud-Spraying Beast was being stroked on the head by Qian Chen, smiling, and was trembling all over, not even daring to breathe loudly.

Little Ji really knows that fierce person!

But their communication seems too terrifying! I feel like I'm going to be silenced...

"If I want to go into seclusion to recast the Dew-Collecting Tray, what reaction will the Dragon Clan have?" Qian Chen asked vaguely, faintly revealing a meaning that made the Cloud-Spraying Beast tremble.

Ji Zhen understood his meaning: "After the True Dragon Profound Water Array was broken, the Long Gong realized that it had been targeted by many overseas immortal sects working together, and intended to keep a low profile. This is also the reason why Ao Bing didn't take action that day. They want to find out who the enemy behind the scenes is. The day before yesterday, you revealed this yourself."

"The Dragon Clan still has Nascent Soul True Immortals in deep cultivation, more than one, but the one who took action this time should be an old dragon who has lived for tens of thousands of years!"

"He once traveled to the Central Lands and infiltrated the Daoist Sect to cultivate, with the Daoist name True Person Danxi! He has mastered the divine channel methods of the great Daoist sects and also specializes in the inheritance of the Dragon Clan, so he can be considered to have the strengths of both races."

"Which Daoist sect did he join?" Qian Chen frowned slightly. This kind of true dragon that is willing to abandon the pride of the Dragon Clan and infiltrate the human race to cultivate is the most terrifying.

It might produce some monsters!

"The Zhengyi Academy, under the Zhang Tian Shi Xu Xun! In the past, it was because of his exposure and the Dragon Clan's certain schemes against the Central Lands that Zhang Tian Shi Xu Xun beheaded three thousand six hundred flood dragons in the great rivers of the Central Lands and slaughtered a Nascent Soul evil dragon of the Dragon Clan!" Ji Zhen warned: "If he takes action this time, he must have calculated the Dao Chen Pearl in your hand. Some high-level expert calculated that the Dao Chen Pearl is still in the Return to Ruins, and you can only summon it temporarily!"

"They are very likely to use a spirit treasure of the same level."

"Ancestral Dragon Pearl?" Qian Chen's first reaction was this, then he shook his head decisively: "This object is the foundation for suppressing the four seas; the Long Gong would never dare to move this!"

At this point, he understood...

"I see!"

"And Penglai." Since he had said it, Ji Zhen didn't mind making it completely clear!

"Penglai has three Nascent Soul True Immortals, but the one most likely to take action is still the father of the Penglai Nascent Soul expert you killed—True Person Shaoweng! He is the direct descendant of the Xu clan, and Penglai has a deep foundation. Once he takes action against you, he will definitely have full confidence!"

"And, I heard that the Fomen and the Demonic Sect are also stirring..." Ji Zhen said seriously.

Qian Chen touched his chin: "I don't feel like I've provoked so many people, do I?"

Ji Zhen's expression was a bit strange—you've provoked so many major forces, don't you have any idea?

"The Dew-Collecting Silver Tray is in your hands!" He reminded: "The Dragon Clan is determined to get this object, and other sects also have intentions. Even the Daoist Sect, it's hard to say they won't fight for it. I'm afraid only Shaoqing will support you! The Tai Shang Dao doesn't dare to take action openly because of the Dao Chen Pearl..."

He reminded Qian Chen that he was carrying the Dew-Collecting Tray, and his actions were too arrogant, almost making the whole world his enemy!

"The Daoist Sect is fine..." Qian Chen boasted that the Zhengyi side would have to give him some face no matter what. He helped them deal with Sima Yan, after all, and pitted three Heavenly Demons of the Demonic Sect. The face of the Spirit Treasure Daoist Shaoqing, the face of the Louguan Dao of the Tai Shang Dao—no one would take action directly.

As for the Demonic Sect, having lost three Nascent Soul Heavenly Demons and having a spirit treasure snatched away by him, they have to be more honest this time.

And he really isn't afraid of the Demonic Sect; if they come, they're just sending food...

The Fomen will be a bit of trouble. Penglai and the Dragon Clan are both old rivals!

In other words, in the worst case, he only has to deal with three Nascent Souls at the same time... It's not a big problem!

"Then there's no problem!"

Having asked clearly about the opponents who might be summoned this time, Qian Chen also breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the enemies coming this time were still within the expected range. He was only afraid that the East Sea Dragon King of the Long Gong would take action personally, or that Xu Fu couldn't hold back! Or that the Fomen would send another Descended Bodhisattva of this kind...

Little Ji is a veteran undercover agent!

With him investigating outside, plus Shaoqing tipping him off, all the incoming enemies were in his sight, and he could safely recast the Dew-Collecting Tray and prepare to attain the Immortal Dao for the third time. And coming out this time, he could be considered to have repaid a favor to Xie Jianjun...

Qian Chen decided to go back and start recasting the Dew-Collecting Tray. For the past few days, there had always been people sensing the Dew-Collecting Tray with heavenly secrets, sneaking around, acting suspiciously, seemingly confirming the progress of the tray's recasting.

Qian Chen couldn't slack off anymore...

"You know too much!" Qian Chen touched the Cloud-Spraying Beast's head before leaving. The Cloud-Spraying Beast was obedient, and only by observing carefully could one see its limbs trembling.

"But it's not cooked yet!"

"It's not cooked yet!" Qian Chen patted its head, feeling a bit regretful, as if he were patting some raw melon.

The Cloud-Spraying Beast trembled even more violently!

Qian Chen turned into a clear breeze with regret, scattering and disappearing into the morning light. The Cloud-Spraying Beast kicked its four legs and jumped up, preparing to smash that horn of its own!

Damn, disaster...

Ji Zhen's voice came from the side, deep: "If he wants your horn, he probably won't want your life. But if he doesn't see the horn next time, that might not be the case..."

The Cloud-Spraying Beast had teary eyes, bit Ji Zhen's hem, and stammered: "Master, save me!"

Ji Zhen smiled and stroked the horse's head!