Chapter 422: Senior Brother, Playing with the Dragon Ball
Choke–!
At dusk and sundown, the wind was blowing, the clouds were slanting, and the cry of eagles startled the sky and silenced the clouds. On the vast wasteland, more than fifty demon cultivators gathered around a luxury sedan, wielding swords and breaking the wind, speeding through the strong wind carrying sand and dust, heading toward the Seven Dragons Valley.
Gui Qinghe was wearing a dark blue brocade robe, sitting within the curtain of the sedan chair, accompanied by several women in midriff-baring dance skirts. In his hand, the thousand-year-old wine glass was poured out from the Donghuang Immortal City.
The “Fame, wealth, color, and profit” pursued by cultivators in the world, for him, as the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect, was something he could hold in his hands without risking his life.
That’s why, at this moment, a wine glass in Gui Qinghe’s hand, had a drop of thousand-year-old wine that ordinary cultivators would be hard-pressed to buy even if it fell on the tip of his tongue, but it was as ordinary as well water.
Gui Qinghe only took a sip, then poured the drink in his hand onto the clothes of the woman beside him with a look of disdain.
“The immortal wine is nothing more than this. I’ll reward you with it.”
The demon nun in front of him felt a touch of coolness on her chest, and bursts of blush appeared on her cheeks. Like a dog, she lay at her feet, kneeling to lick the wine on her boots.
“Thank you, young master… Ziliu Ziliu…”
“Ah…”
Gui Qinghe snorted and sneered, holding his cheeks with his fists, looking sideways out of the sedan’s window. As far as he could see, there was still endless yellow sand, and the boredom on his face suddenly became a bit more.
His father had already taken the elders of the Ghost Spirit Sect to chase the Nascent Soul Immortal cultivators led by Fu Xuan. But at that moment, he was going to take fifty cultivators at the Core Formation Stage to chase a group of Foundation Establishment cultivators.
Ghost Qinghe became more and more angry as he thought about it. At this time, the female demon cultivator who was pouring wine beside him asked softly, “Young Master, why do you look so sad?”
“That old man Kong Xiangmo, let me chase a group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals. It’s better to let me follow Fu from the Heavenly Demon Sect to chase a group of cultivators in the core formation stage. What does this have to do with letting me sweep the floor?”
The female demon cultivator rolled her eyes and replied in a charming voice:
“Alas…Young Master’s words are wrong. This disciple thinks that the one Elder Kong asked you to pursue was not the Foundation-Building cultivators, but the Young Master of the Xuanxing Sect. The Young Master should know that the Sect Master was once… ”
Snap–
Gui Qinghe narrowed his eyes slightly, and before she could finish her words, he raised his hand and slapped her.
“Is this something you can discuss?”
“Ah… The disciple knows her mistake.”
“Ah…”
Seven thousand years ago in Ghost Tomb, half of the ghost body was destroyed by Immortal Danyue, and it has not fully recovered until now. Because of this, Immortal Danyue had been missed by his father for thousands of years.
Although his father would be very happy if he killed or captured the young master of the Xuanxing Sect alive, the young master of the Xuanxing Sect was just a cultivator in the early stage of core formation.
Even if he, a Nascent Soul cultivator, captured a core-formation cultivator alive, he couldn’t prove his ability.
What’s the point?
It’s just a matter of one or two ghost arts on his part…
At that time, a fellow demon cultivator with a black shadow on his arm landed in front of the curtain of the sedan chair and knelt on one knee:
“Reporting to the young master, according to the information from the spies, the Heavenly Execution Court seems to have stopped and set up camp in the Seven Dragons Valley. The young masters of the Xuanxing Sect and the young masters of the Sword Sect led the disciples of the Heavenly Execution Court and set up camp in the Seven Dragons Valley. A lot of formations and restrictions have been put in place.”
Ghost Qinghe looked disdainfully and sneered:
“Oh, you know you can’t escape, so you want to kill yourself?”
“It looks like this. The Seven Dragons Valley was originally barren, but because it was once a dragon’s lair, the caves in the canyon are complicated and there are many low-level monsters entrenched…”
“Want to set up an ambush? Do they think we are just low-level disciples of the Ghost Spirit Sect? What if a group of foundation-building cultivators and two core-formation cultivators set up an ambush?”
“After arriving at the Seven Dragons Valley, form a formation directly. At worst, the Seven Dragons Valley will be razed to the ground.”
“Yes!”
The demon cultivator disciples who came in to report retreated from the sedan chair, and Gui Qinghe and his party speeded up again, breaking the wind. The distance of a hundred miles was only a few hours for a team of only fifty people.
At sunset and moonrise, Gui Qinghe closed his eyes and rested for a while. When he opened his eyes again, it was already the rising sun. The female disciples accompanying him were already drunk and fell at his feet.
He stretched out his hand to lift the curtain in front of him and looked straight ahead. The rising sun appeared from behind the horizon, and in front of it were the weathered sandstones one after another, as if they had been gnawed by dogs.
Each sandstone building was like a dragon’s corpse, hundreds of feet high, and closely packed together, making the entire Seven Dragons Valley like a huge maze.
“It’s suitable for an ambush…”
Gui Qinghe commented with a sneer, but his voice stopped abruptly. He saw a small black spot in the center of the rising sun in the distance as if there was a mole on the sun’s face.
Gui Qinghe originally thought it was just a grain of sand, or that he was dazzled by the sun, but after squinting carefully and looking at it with his far-sighted technique, he realized that it was a person stepping on the flying sword. A young man in black wearing a hat.
He didn’t know if it was because the young man had some powerful magic weapon or what, but he couldn’t see through his cultivation level at a glance.
Gui Qinghe hesitated for a while, then raised his hand to signal. In an instant, the fifty cultivators in the core formation stage wrapped in front of the sedan slowed down the speed of their flying swords and then hovered about a hundred feet away from the young man.
…
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As the sun rose in the east, the flame spirit energy of the spiritual vein gradually gushed out from the ground. There was deathly silence in the Seven Dragons Valley, not even a sound of wind, as if there were no living creatures within a hundred miles.
Ye Anping stepped on the flying sword, raised his hand slowly, lifted his bamboo hat up, and looked at the sedan chair surrounded by a group of Ghost Spirit Sect disciples that stopped a hundred feet away from him. Looking extremely serious…
Until–
A hand that looked like skin and bones poked out from the curtain in front of the sedan, revealing his true appearance in front of him.
After seeing Gui Qinghe’s face, Ye Anping seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and his serious expression turned into a faint sneer, then he used his spiritual power to amplify his voice:
“I’ve been waiting for a long time. I think you are Gui Qinghe, the young master, right? I have long admired your name. I am Ye Anping, the young master of the same sect as you.”
After hearing this, Gui Qinghe narrowed his eyes slightly, stood up, and walked out of the curtain, holding his hands behind his back and saying:
“Oh, my reputation has reached the ears of you, the young master of Xuanxing Sect.”
“Young Master Gui has misunderstood. I am not the young master of Xuanxing Sect, but the young master of the Hundred Lotus Sect.”
Hundred Lotus Sect?
Gui Qinghe paused and looked sideways at a demon cultivator disciple beside him. However, after the man noticed his gaze, he shook his head slightly to show that he didn’t know either.
Because he couldn’t see through Ye Anping’s cultivation, he didn’t dare to do anything arbitrarily. If it was different from intelligence, this person was also a Nascent Soul cultivator. If he didn’t test it twice, he might suffer a loss.
“I have never heard of it.
Ye Anping smiled, slowly held the jade pendant hanging on his belt, and said, “Now that Young Master Gui has heard, Hundred Lotus Sect is a pretty good sect with beautiful scenery, especially the Young Master of the Hundred Lotus Sect. He is loved by everyone and is so handsome that he is astonishingly handsome.”
Gui Qinghe and the demon cultivator disciples were stunned as if they felt a cold wind blowing through them.
Seeing their reactions, Ye Anping felt inexplicably embarrassed and said, “It’s a pity that the young master of the Hundred Lotus Sect is not famous, and it is difficult to convince the public. Ye is marching with three thousand Heavenly Execution Court disciples, but the Heavenly Execution Court disciples are not very obedient to me. They have to talk to Young Master Xiao and Miss Yun before they listen. This gives me a headache.”
Sensing the edge in Ye Anping’s words, Gui Qinghe narrowed his eyes slightly and quickly released his spiritual energy to surround him.
In an instant, a gloomy cloud miasma suddenly appeared in the sky, as if the entire valley was covered with a layer of black sand. The shadow reflected on the weathered sandstone disappeared at that moment.
The world is dead silent——
“What do you want to say?”
“Ye just want Young Master Gui to understand.”
Ye Anping slowly put the jade pendant around his waist into the storage bag, then touched the Snow Spirit Sword wrapped in bandages behind him, held the sword hilt, hung the sword on the right side, tilted his head, and said:
“Young Master Ghost, let me say what if, what if… If the young master of the Hundred Lotus Sect destroys you, the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect, with his body in the Core Formation Stage. As the young master of the Hundred Lotus Sect, can I, the young master of the Hundred Lotus Sect, do this in a group of people? How about establishing authority in front of the disciples of Heavenly Execution Court?”
“…”
Silence–
One breath.
Two breaths.
Gui Qinghe suddenly glared and shouted angrily, “A mere cultivator in the core formation stage wants to use this young master as a stepping stone?!!”
Buzz——
The dark purple ghost spirit materialized behind Ghost Qinghe, howling like an evil ghost, emitting a scream that was enough to shatter the eardrums. However, almost at the same time, Ye Anping raised his sword and pointed directly at the blue clouds in the sky. Twelve golden light pillars rose from all over the Seven Dragons Valley and shot straight into the sky.
Gui Qinghe originally wanted to devour the arrogant young man in the core-formation stage in front of him with his ghost spirit, but after seeing the twelve light pillars, his back instantly felt cold, and he instinctively used all the ghost energy to protect himself.
He heard the ghost of his messenger crying… It seemed as if something extremely threatening to him was living nearby…
At the next moment, a hundred feet below everyone’s feet, the sand seemed to have turned into a vortex, collapsing downwards.
Roar–!!
The roar of the dragon shook heaven and the earth, causing the hearts of all the demon cultivators present to pause for a moment.
Gui Qinghe was the first to react and shouted immediately:
“Let’s go!!”
However, only about half of the fifty disciples of the Ghost Spirit Sect in the core-forming stage reacted and dispersed in all directions using air control techniques. The remaining half was swallowed up by a bloody mouth in an instant.
A giant figure emerged from the sand-covered center of the Seven Dragons Valley.
Gui Qinghe avoided the big mouth, turned around, and looked back, his eyes widening uncontrollably. It was a dragon over several hundred feet long. But the whole body was khaki, without any majesty of the dragon, just like a decayed dragon corpse. Most of the body was no longer covered in scales, and the remaining scales were also mixed with loess and sand.
Ghost Qinghe murmured uncertainly: “Sand dragon?!”
He had never heard that the sand dragon had such a size, and the aura displayed by this dragon also made him feel a kind of desolation and eternity that was impossible for the sand dragon.
“No!”
Ye Anping held the Snow Spirit Spirit sword in his hand, and the sword flew above Gui Qinghe’s head. He looked at the ruined dragon’s body and replied with a smile, “The Seven Dragons Valley was the former dragon lair. Due to the broken spiritual veins, the seven dragons moved away, but in fact, one dragon stayed. Because there was no more spiritual energy to nourish it, it had no choice but to sleep here. This is Ah Yinglong, although his head is a bit clumsy and his current strength is not as strong as in its heyday, it is still capable of swallowing a god-transformation cultivator.”
Although in player terms, this was just a world BOSS in the middle domain. However, the sense of oppression he felt when he saw it in the game and when he stood in front of it in person was completely different.
Roar–
Ying Long soared in the sky, his eyes fixed on the ghosts Qinghe and Ye Anping hovering in mid-air below as if looking at two ants. The bat-like wings spread out behind the dragon’s body as if announcing his identity to them.
Ye Anping narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at the two figures hiding behind a sandstone about a thousand feet away. Xiao Yunluo, Yun Yiyi, and several Sword Sect disciples were all speechless at this moment.
“Young Master Ghost, how about letting this dragon be the referee?”
“…Madman.”
Gui Qinghe cursed, he couldn’t control Ye Anping at the moment, and no longer thought about how Ye Anping woke up the broken dragon, but now he felt hostility and trembling.
A dragon spirit aura that made all the ghosts and spirits under his command tremble with fear. Maybe there were immortals and demons in the human race, but in the eyes of the dragons, there was no difference between him and Ye Anping. They were both inferior ants.
Boom–
The strong wind blew everywhere, blowing on Qinghe’s hair flying behind his head. He immediately summoned all his spiritual energy and ordered, “Disciples, listen to the order!! Form n formation and slay the dragon!!”
In an instant, the remaining twenty or so disciples of the Ghost Spirit Sect immediately gathered around him, standing with sword fingers in front of his chest, concentrating their spiritual power on him.
The energy of the evil spirit caused a huge and extremely complex formation to appear in mid-air in just one breath. However, at the moment when the formation was formed.
Swish——
The icy blue sword energy directly swept over two of the demon cultivators in the core formation stage, lifting their heads, and then fell toward the sea of sand that turned into a whirlpool of quicksand below.
After Ye Anping dealt with the two people, he quickly rushed towards the other people.
“You!!”
Gui Qinghe couldn’t believe it. He just felt that this person named Ye Anping was abnormal. In this situation, he could run away, but he was helping Ying Long to deal with them.
If he and all the demon cultivator disciples were swallowed by Ying Long, then Ying Long’s next target would be him!
He didn’t believe that this mere cultivator in the core formation stage could deal with such an ancient dragon on his own. Even if his father came in person, at least a few teeth would be broken by this Ying Long.
“Stop!!”
Ye Anping killed another demon cultivator with one sword blow, shook off the blood on his shoulder, and said with a smile, “Young Master Gui… Have you ever heard of playing with Dragon Balls?”
“What Dragon Ball?”
He raised his hand, took out a sachet from his belt, and shook it:
“This is Ying Long’s favorite food. The dragon will chase the dragon ball. In other words, I am like a dragon ball at the moment…”
Roar–
The earth-shaking dragon roar resounded thousands of miles away, and the sand in the desert seemed to turn into ocean waves, forming hundreds of feet of waves.
The turbid dragon stared at Ye Anping as if a cow saw a piece of red cloth. In its eyes, only Ye Anping had color.
Roar–!!!
The dragon’s mouth opened wide, the dragon’s body coiled, and then suddenly pressed down.
“Come on, pick it up… Young Master Gui.”
After Ye Anping solved several key formation points, he immediately moved his sword to the diagonal bottom of Gui Qinghe, letting him stay in the center of the straight line between himself and the dragon.
Seeing the bloody maw that covered everything in his field of vision rushing toward him, Gui Qinghe couldn’t care less. He immediately left the Ghost Spirit Sect disciples who had formed the formation and dodged upward for a hundred meters alone. But the remaining ten disciples of the Ghost Spirit Sect were swallowed up by the huge dragon’s mouth.
In Ying Long’s eyes, those Core formation Ghost Sect disciples were like sand and dust in the desert. When they hit the dragon’s teeth, they all turned into blood mist and exploded, even screaming. It didn’t even come out, it just disappeared into ashes.
Roar–
Seeing the dragon head attacking, Ye Anping gritted his teeth slightly and immediately raised his sword and swung it. Two strands of ice-blue sword energy shot directly at the dragon’s tongue, forming streaks of black ice at the tip of its tongue.
“Hiss – this is still a bit…”
After trying to stop the dragon chariot with Immortal Yunjian’s sword to no avail, Ye Anping touched the Snow Spirit Sword with his sword fingers, then directly kicked the flying sword under his feet toward the dragon’s mouth, and then stepped on the Snow Spirit Sword. Went up and jumped toward the direction of Gui Qinghe.
Boom boom——
Deafening spiritual explosions erupted in mid-air. Ye Anping, who used the Snow Spirit Sword as a flying sword, devoted almost all his spiritual power to jumping. In an instant, he burst out with a speed that was almost that of a late Nascent Soul cultivator. In an instant, he had already reached Gui Qinghe’s side of the body.
Looking at him coming over, Gui Qinghe’s face turned pale with fear:
“You!!!”
“Young Master Gui, I suggest you still…”
“Don’t come here——!!”
Ying Long seemed to notice that Ye Anping had escaped from his mouth, and when he was about to hit the ground, he circled, turned his head 180 degrees, and continued, roaring toward him again.
The huge body just turned its head, causing the spiritual power in the air to explode into countless spiritual lights.
Gui Qinghe was stunned for a moment, then jumped in front of Ye Anping, grabbed him by the collar, and threw him into the sky, trying to make Ying Long change direction, and then quickly searched for the escape magic weapon from the storage bag and prepared to escape.
However…
“Ahem – thank you!”
Ye Anping, who had taken a punch from Gui Qinghe, spat out a mouthful of blood, staggered, and cupped his fist at him.
Gui Qinghe heard the sound above, and then looked down, only to find that the sachet-like thing that Ye Anping took out of his storage bag had been hung on his belt by him at some point.
“You!!”
He immediately tore off the sachet and wanted to throw it out, but just then he raised his hand…
All he could see in the dragon’s mouth was the bright red palate with a rotten stench…
Click——!
The dragon’s mouth closed, and the pale yellow upper and lower dragon teeth collided together, sending out a circular air wave in mid-air.
Gui Qinghe turned into a “Dragon ball” and was taken into Ying Long’s mouth.
Rumble…
The Seven Dragons Valley once again fell into deathly silence, but after only two breaths, Ying Long’s head slowly turned toward Ye Anping, who had no flying sword at this moment and was falling freely.
Roar–
The dragon’s eyes stood up into a gap, and the spiritual pressure of a cultivator who was almost at the stage of becoming a god instantly pressed down on Ye Anping’s body.
“Aren’t you full yet…”
Ye Anping looked at Ying Long who seemed to have realized that he had been deceived and was furious. He put one hand behind his back and called out the “Nine Dragons Heavenly Seal” from the storage bag. At the same time, he looked into the distance and hid in a building. Behind the boulder, using spiritual energy to protect her body, he looked at Xiao Yunluo at her side.
He gritted his teeth, sucked in air, and shouted, “Yunluo!!!”
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