Chapter 317: Cao Youqian – Just a Wicked Flood Dragon
Chu Feng and his companions slowly raised their heads, only to see a beam of Buddhist light descending from the sky. From within that light stepped out an elderly monk with kindly brows and eyes.
Upon sensing that this demon was merely at the Spirit Nurturing Realm, the crowd instantly lost interest.
Chu Feng, however, saw its true form—a wicked flood dragon.
"Amitabha."
Xuanbei Fazhang intoned slowly, "Such great murderous intent from all of you. Allow this humble monk to purify it."
"Hmph!"
Ming Shangshu gave a cold snort. "Demon, cease your pretentious tricks. We already know your true identity."
"That's right, demon, surrender at once!"
Ning Qi'an also shouted in a show of false bravado.
Xuanbei Fazhang did not reply, merely began chanting sutras.
The instant the Brahma sound rang out, Ning Qi'an and his group clutched their heads in agony, rolling on the ground.
Seeing this, Yan Chixia immediately cast a spell, directing the flying swords in the sky toward Xuanbei Fazhang, shouting, "Slash!"
As the sword light fell, the Brahma sound vanished. Xuanbei Fazhang's expression froze, and he looked at Yan Chixia in puzzlement.
His lips curved in a faint smile as Buddhist light radiated from him. In the next moment, a golden Buddha body, dozens of meters tall, manifested in the air.
"Namo Amitabha. All under heaven are ignorant—let me purify this filthy and turbid world."
Yan Chixia, seeing this, could not help but curse, "Such audacity! You dare even impersonate a Buddha—what won't you do? I will break your sorcery!"
The golden Buddha body ignored Yan Chixia's rebuke. Its eyes emitted a beam of Buddhist light, descending toward Chu Feng's group.
Yan Chixia quickly formed a hand seal, shouting, "Boundless heaven and earth—lend me your power!"
As soon as the words fell, dozens of treasured swords behind him rose into the air, forming a circular sword array. A beam of sword light shot toward the golden Buddha body.
The two lights collided in midair with a thunderous crash.
Boom!
The tremendous shockwave swept outward, shaking the earth and mountains.
When the aftermath faded, the golden Buddha had vanished.
Yan Chixia did not believe that one strike had suppressed it. He withdrew the sword array, letting the dozens of swords fall to the ground, forming a protective ring around everyone present.
He told them, "Chant with me: Prajna Paramita."
Ning Qi'an and the others complied without question, reciting the incantation.
Xu Caichen closed his eyes, using his divine sense to locate the demon. The brush in his hand slowly lifted.
Soon, they felt the ground begin to tremble, and even the swords around them quivered.
Xu Caichen swept his brush and wrote the character for "Suppress."
"Suppress!"
With the word spoken, the trembling earth fell still.
"Roar!"
A thunderous dragon's cry erupted from underground, tinged with unwillingness.
Boom!
The next moment, a blue, three-clawed flood dragon burst from the ground, soaring into the sky. Its body stretched for dozens of meters, its full length impossible to see at a glance.
Yan Chixia exclaimed, "A wicked flood dragon—looks like a fierce battle awaits us today."
Xu Caichen laughed. "Merely a late-stage Spirit Nurturing flood dragon. I can slay it with ease."
"???"
Yan Chixia stared at Xu Caichen in disbelief, wondering if he had misheard.
Ignoring Yan Chixia's shock, Xu Caichen stepped into the air. Looking down at the flood dragon, he smiled and said, "I'll give you one chance to take your own life."
Ning Qi'an: "???"
Ming Yuexi: "…"
Though their expressions differed, their thoughts were the same—this young man was far too arrogant.
Even the flood dragon hesitated for a moment, then snarled, "Arrogant brat! Today I'll first sacrifice you to my Five Viscera Temple, then devour everyone here."
"You've eaten humans before?"
Xu Caichen asked calmly.
Was that the point?
The flood dragon paused again before replying, "So what? Could it be that you, a mere Confucian cultivator, think you can suppress me?"
"You deserve to die."
Xu Caichen spoke softly, then released the pressure of the Spirit Nurturing Realm. The radiance of righteousness enveloped him.
The wicked flood dragon, seeing this, no longer held back. It opened its massive jaws and spat a torrent of fierce flames toward Xu Caichen.
Xu Caichen stood motionless, allowing the flames to engulf him. Yet all of it was blocked by the radiance of righteousness surrounding him, unable to harm him in the slightest.
"I have a sword that can slay flood dragons."
As the words left his mouth, they became law.
A beam of righteous light descended from the sky. Xu Caichen reached out and grasped it, drawing forth a sword of righteousness tens of meters long.
The flood dragon's heart trembled at the sight of the sword. A thought flashed through its mind—this one is too dangerous, retreat!
Even as that thought arose, Xu Caichen's sword fell.
As the blade descended, the flood dragon's body froze in midair.
A gust of wind blew past, and in an instant, the wicked flood dragon's body was severed, plummeting rapidly from the sky.
At the same time, a streak of blue light shot out from its corpse, fleeing toward the horizon.
Xu Caichen would not allow it to escape. With another swing of his sword, a resounding boom echoed, and the blue light instantly dissipated.
In that moment, the demonic clouds vanished from the sky, and sunlight once more bathed the land.
Silence. The entire scene fell still.
Yan Chixia and the others stood rooted to the spot, staring wide-eyed at Xu Caichen in the sky.
So strong—this was the only thought flashing through their minds.
Clap, clap, clap…
A crisp applause rang out.
Cao Youqian's voice followed, "Not bad, Junior Brother Xu. That move of yours just now carried one ten-thousandth of our master's style."
Xu Caichen cupped his hands. "Senior Brother flatters me. My paltry skills could never match even one ten-thousandth of Master's style."
As the two exchanged compliments, the sky once again shifted.
A mass of thunderclouds appeared above, drawing everyone's attention.
"How dare you slaughter my offspring! I will have your lives!"
With this furious voice, a colossal claw extended from within the thunderclouds. Even before it fell, Yan Chixia's face changed drastically, and he shouted instinctively, "A Nirvana-realm demon—run!"
"Hmph!"
Cao Youqian gave a cold snort. "First the younger one, now the elder—your wicked flood dragon clan truly knows no shame. Today, I'll show you my methods."
With that, he leapt into the air to meet the giant claw, throwing a powerful punch.
The scene left Yan Chixia and the others stunned.
Ning Qi'an could not help but mutter, "What courage."
Boom!
Fist and claw collided in midair with a thunderous crash.
A cry of pain came from beyond the thunderclouds, and then the clouds dispersed, leaving only a resentful voice behind.
"Boy, just you wait. My East Sea Dragon Clan will not let this go."
"Heh."
Cao Youqian chuckled, clearly unfazed by the threat.
Yan Chixia, however, frowned and turned to Xu Caichen. "Brother Xu, the East Sea Dragon Clan is not to be taken lightly. You must be careful."
Xiao Chen smiled. "It's fine. A single Nirvana flood dragon cannot represent the East Sea Dragon Clan, much less the Dragon Palace."
Seeing his confidence, Yan Chixia wanted to say more, but swallowed his words.
Ming Shangshu, seeing the matter settled, stepped forward and bowed deeply. "I, Ming Rui, thank you Immortal Masters for your aid. Without you, our Wu Kingdom would have surely suffered from this wicked flood dragon's havoc."
Xu Caichen smiled. "It was but a small effort. Besides, I am also of Wu Kingdom—slaying demons for my homeland is only right."
At this, Ming Shangshu's eyes lit up. "So the Immortal Master is from Wu Kingdom. May I ask where?"
Xu Caichen did not hide it. "I am from Lin'an."
Ming Shangshu was delighted. "Is the Immortal Master returning home to visit family?"
Xu Caichen nodded. "Yes."
Ming Shangshu said, "If the Immortal Master does not mind, shall we travel to Lin'an City together?"
"Very well," Xu Caichen replied.
"Excellent, excellent. Please, Immortal Master."
After sweeping the entire temple clean, the group mounted their horses and sped toward Lin'an City, just over ten li away…
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