233: That woman is my master...

Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, Qiu Yongling flew out like a cannonball.

She tore through the beast hide tent and skipped across the ground like a stone.

"Are you alright?" Chen Heng casually pulled a piece of beast hide around his waist; being naked all the time wasn't ideal.

"I'm fine..." Bai Jun nodded mechanically, then looked outside the tent.

"Stop staring, the evil Dragon is dead." Chen Heng stretched his body, picked up a water cup, and gulped down two mouthfuls.

"What are those two black hills outside?" Luo Shuo also poked his head out to look.

The moment Chen Heng returned, the atmosphere of the entire camp instantly relaxed quite a bit.

"Oh, the evil Dragon. I accidentally split it into two."

"Split?" Everyone looked at Chen Heng with some confusion.

Could it be that Chen Heng had learned a new Martial Skill called 'Split'?

"By the way, what exactly happened? Who was that woman?"

Only now did Chen Heng remember to ask who he had just kicked out.

"Ah, my Master. She sensed the evil Dragon's emergence and came to investigate, then she ran into me..."

Bai Jun pulled out a few blood and qi replenishing pills from his cloth bag and popped them into his mouth, trying to heal his little brother.

"?" Chen Heng was also stunned for a moment.

Then he quickly stood up and looked outside.

But Qiu Yongling had been kicked too far away by that kick; even Chen Heng, with his eyesight, couldn't see her.

"Is your Master... generous?" Chen Heng turned to look at the sour-faced Bai Jun.

"What do you think? A powerful female cultivator was kicked dozens of miles away by you."

"And it was a kick to the face. It's already good if she doesn't fight you to the death."

Bai Jun rolled his eyes and continued to use his spiritual power to heal his little brother, who had suffered a critical hit.

"Mr. Chen, is the evil Dragon really dead?" The Demon Emperor, amputated from the waist down, walked over on his hands, looking up at Chen Heng.

"Don't believe me?" Chen Heng raised an eyebrow.

"If you don't believe me, go outside and see for yourself."

Chen Heng pointed to the black hill outside; it was already surrounded by the Twenty-Four Saints.

"This, this, this... Is this really the evil Dragon?" The Flood Dragon Demon Sage, who had initially been struck by Chen Heng, looked utterly incredulous.

The evil Dragon, which they believed could destroy the world, had actually been annihilated by a Human Race member.

And it seemed to have been beaten to death... "Mr. Chen, oh no, Senior Chen, where did the evil Dragon's head go?"

A Demon Sage with a pointed mouth and monkey-like cheeks looked at Chen Heng with reverence, but there was a hint of confusion and bewilderment in his eyes.

"What you're stepping on is the Dragon's head."

Chen Heng pointed to the large, flat piece under the Demon Sage's feet.

"?" Everyone was stunned again, looking at the... carpet under their feet, whose outline could still vaguely be seen.

"You don't know, it took me a lot of effort to kill him."

Chen Heng said, pointing to the Dragon's head, which resembled a carpet.

"Senior Chen is truly too modest." The Demon Sages dared not take his words seriously; they knew how formidable that evil Dragon was.

Even with an ancient Seal separating them, it had given them a hard time, and their own Demon Emperor had almost died at the evil Dragon's hands while trying to suppress it.

Moreover, the aftershocks of their battle had severely injured several of the Twenty-Four Saints, not to mention Chen Heng, who had faced the evil Dragon directly.

However, what was strange was, why was there no visible injury on Senior Chen?

"Please don't call me Senior Chen, you're all old geezers hundreds of years old."

Chen Heng now got goosebumps all over his body whenever he heard the word 'Senior,' let alone from these hundreds-of-years-old geezers.

"Then... how should we address you?"

"We can't just call you by your name, that would be too disrespectful to a powerful expert like you."

The Demon Sages discussed animatedly, actually arguing over a form of address.

"Alright, from now on, just call me Master Chen."

Chen Heng sat majestically at the table, pointing to himself as he spoke.

"By the way, this thing should be a Dragon Pearl, right?" Suddenly, Chen Heng remembered the large glass orb that had fallen out of the evil Dragon's belly.

As he spoke, Chen Heng pulled out a 'Dragon Pearl' from his snakeskin bag, larger than half the camp.

"This!" Snake Green and the Flood Dragon Demon Sage were immediately drawn to the Dragon Pearl the moment they saw it, and they instinctively moved closer to it.

"Stand there!" Chen Heng pointed at the Flood Dragon Demon Sage, and the Demon Sage's eyes instantly became clear.

"Master Chen, this is indeed a Dragon Pearl, and it's a true Dragon Pearl!"

The Flood Dragon Demon Sage bowed to Chen Heng from a distance.

"Master Chen... never mind." The Flood Dragon Demon Sage was about to say something, but after thinking about it, he held it back.

He had originally intended to offer something to Chen Heng in exchange for this true Dragon Pearl, but after considering it, he realized that even if he offered himself, it wouldn't be as valuable as this Dragon Pearl.

"Xiao Qing, see if you can use it?" Chen Heng didn't pay attention to what the Flood Dragon Demon Sage had said, turning to ask Snake Green.

"This..." Snake Green also hesitated. Although she greatly desired this Dragon Pearl, it was impossible for her to swallow it with her current strength.

This Dragon Pearl was almost as big as her head; even if she could swallow it, she would be exploded by the Dragon Pearl's energy.

There would absolutely be no other possibility.

"Master, I can't use it yet." Snake Green shook her head, suppressing the longing in her heart.

"So you mean you'll be able to use it later, right?" Chen Heng grabbed the Dragon Pearl with one hand and directly tossed it to Snake Green.

"This thing isn't much use to me; it's yours."

Amidst the envious, jealous, and hateful gazes of the Demon Sages, General Feng, and the Demon Emperor, Snake Green delightedly lay down on the Dragon Pearl.

"Thank you, Master! Although I can't use it yet, this true Dragon Qi can still stimulate me to continue my transformation!"

Under the stimulation of the Dragon Pearl, Snake Green's demure state instantly reverted to her perverted mode.

She panted heavily as she fiercely licked the Dragon Pearl.

It wasn't a problem if she didn't lick it, but with one lick, Snake Green's Qi actually surged dramatically.

"Can this thing be used for Alchemy?" Seeing how effective this Dragon Pearl was, Chen Heng also wanted to taste it.

"Probably, but it's impossible to do by hand."

After successfully saving his little brother, Bai Jun stood beside Chen Heng, carefully observing the Dragon Pearl in front of him.

"Big Brother Chen, this evil Dragon's body is full of treasures."

"Dragon hide and Dragon scales can be used to make armor, Dragon sinews can be used to make weapons, and Dragon bones are similar."

"It's a pity the Dragon's head was flattened into a carpet by your punch, otherwise, the Dragon horns would also be top-tier for improving Aptitude."

"Dragon meat and dragon blood are even top-tier treasures for tempering the body."

"Tsk tsk tsk, no, I need to plan carefully how to use this evil Dragon."

"Not a single bit can be wasted..."

As he spoke, Bai Jun unconsciously walked towards the evil Dragon's corpse.

"Who exactly are you...?"

Just as Chen Heng and Bai Jun were still discussing whether Dragon liver should be stir-fried or slippery, Qiu Yongling limped in, leaning on her longsword.