556: Let's find a quiet place.
She paused, glancing at Luo Yan, who was blushing with embarrassment and a hint of curiosity,
and at Qiong Shuang, who was stunned by the words, her eyes shining brightly as she held Yao Delong's arm even tighter, before leisurely continuing to "twist the knife":
"This silly dragon's true form possesses the Ancient Heavenly Flood Dragon Bloodline, her Foundation and Bloodline are formidable.
But the Great Dao shares a common source; all things in heaven and earth contain the nature of Yin and Yang. Your own creation is mysterious and profound. If you were to engage in 'Shared Participation in the Great Dao' with her... well, the so-called 'Discussing the Dao', perhaps... it might truly have a miraculous effect?
Perhaps you could even borrow her pure draconic demonic power to help you comprehend the true essence of 'Strength' in your flesh and blood Divine Ability?"
She intentionally dragged out the pronunciation of "Shared Participation in the Great Dao" and "Discussing the Dao."
Upon hearing this, Qiong Shuang felt as if she had grasped a supreme command. Her eyes sparkled like little stars, and she excitedly shook Yao Delong's arm:
"Big Brother! Look! Senior You Yuan is an artifact spirit with vast experience, and she said it would have a miraculous effect!
It's a wonderful thing! Don't be shy! Just give in to me!
Let's find a quiet place and spar and discuss the Dao right now! I'll be very good and cooperative..."
Veins throbbed slightly on Yao Delong's forehead. He was nearly choked up by Qiong Shuang's reckless and direct "tiger and wolf" words.
He helplessly pulled his arm out of the gentle trap, feeling that this was more of a headache than dealing with a Void Refining old Devil Head.
He pressed his temples, suppressing the urge to crumple this loose-tongued and clingy little dragon and stuff her back into the Spirit Beast bag, and said in a heavy voice:
"Enough, Qiong Shuang! We'll talk about this later! The time hasn't come, and... this isn't a joke! It's certainly not as easy as you think!"
His gaze sharpened slightly. "There are urgent matters today! We cannot delay!"
Qiong Shuang's small face immediately fell, and she pouted,
grumbling her dissatisfaction, but she knew the importance of priorities and stopped pestering him.
Yao Delong looked away from her and turned to Luo Yan, his gaze softening:
"Luo Yan, there's a demonic cultivator stronghold outside the city, which is ultimately a threat. Come with me."
Luo Yan suppressed the embarrassment in her heart. Her gaze toward Yao Delong was filled with deep concern and a subtle, post-intimacy dependence.
She wanted to say something like "be careful" or "I'm worried,"
but meeting Yao Delong's deep, serene eyes filled with boundless confidence,
and sensing the vast and unfathomable aura about him like a great ocean, that worry seemed redundant and pale. She eventually nodded submissively: "Mm."
Yao Delong then spoke in a deep voice to Qiong Shuang, who was still kicking the hem of her skirt in dissatisfaction:
"Qiong Shuang, today you are responsible for ensuring Luo Yan's safety."
As soon as she heard there was a fight, Qiong Shuang immediately threw her "failed Dao discussion" dejection to the back of her mind,
perking up and puffing out her impressive chest, slapping it with a thud, showing a heroic "leave it to me" expression:
"Don't worry, Big Brother! With me here, if Sister Luo loses even a single hair, I'll write my name, Qiong Shuang, backwards!"
The weakness of her coquettish behavior just now vanished completely, instantly revealing the ferocity of an ancient fierce dragon.
"Good. Follow me!" Yao Delong said no more. His body swayed slightly,
instantly transforming into a streak of sharp golden light, faint as the dawn but fast as lightning,
tearing through the morning mist and shooting toward the eastern horizon! The target—the demonic cultivator stronghold a hundred miles east of the city!
"Roar!"
A low, powerful dragon roar sounded. It wasn't deafening, yet it carried the majesty of the lord of all beasts.
A flash of light erupted from Qiong Shuang, and her massive green true form, dozens of feet long, appeared on the spot!
With grim scales and ferocious claws and teeth, her streamlined body was full of an explosive sense of power.
A dragon tail, white as jade and covered in fine scales, swept out, gently curling around the startled Luo Yan and placing her on the broad, sturdy,
reverse-scale-covered back.
"Sister Luo, sit tight! Let's chase after Big Brother!"
The white dragon shadow soared into the sky, kicking up a gale as it closely followed Yao Delong's sharp golden light!
Her momentum in breaking the wind, while not as restrained and swift as Yao Delong's, was still terrifyingly fast!
You Yuan's figure had already dissipated like light smoke, hiding deep within Yao Delong's shadow.
How fast was Yao Delong's Escape Light? Almost the instant he left the city, in various dark corners of Jinling City,
several inconspicuous bone or jade Talismans suddenly glowed with a deep, obscure light!
Meanwhile, a hundred miles to the east.
Atop a ten-thousand-fathom black cliff as steep as if carved by a knife or axe, jagged rocks stood, and astral winds howled.
The rising sun cast a warm edge on the cold rocks.
At the end of a huge rocky platform jutting out from the cliff face,
an extremely lazy figure was leaning against a smooth, greenish-black boulder.
It was Luo Tianying!
She still wore that eerie dark purple long dress with patterns that outlined her astonishingly voluptuous curves,
one rounded leg, as white as Qiong Shuang or snow, was casually bent, while the other jade leg stretched out without reservation from the high slit of the skirt,
resting on the edge of the cold rock, shining dazzlingly white in the morning light.
Her thick, seaweed-like long curly hair flew in the fierce astral winds atop the cliff. She wore a dark purple-gold bordered mask on her face, painted with a strange demon bat totem,
revealing only her beautifully curved jaw and full red lips the color of ripe fruit pulp, inviting infinite imagination.
She closed her eyes, enjoying the pure, cold wind atop the high cliff, which carried hints of Spiritual Qi, as if tasting fine wine.
However, this lazy and soul-hooking scene, as she played with the pitch-black Bone Plate between her fingers—
which suddenly vibrated violently and emitted a silent demonic light rune—
shattered instantly!
"Hmm?" Luo Tianying suddenly opened her eyes!
From those narrow, beautiful eyes hidden behind the mask, a cold, vigilant demonic light, like ten-thousand-year-old refined ice, suddenly burst forth!
In an instant, all laziness vanished, replaced by the fierce sharpness of a hunter!
Pitch-black Demonic Script floating in the Void Realm clearly displayed before her eyes:
【Young Miss, the target Yao Delong has left the city, his Escape Light is heading east! He's pointing directly at the stronghold where we are hiding!】
Buzz!
It was as if a heavy hammer had struck Luo Tianying's mind!
East?
Isn't that right where I am!
"Damn it!" a roar echoed in her heart.
She suddenly sprang up from the rock! Her movements were as swift as a leopard's!
"How could he come straight here?! Could we have been discovered?" Shock and suspicion instantly filled her mind.
She was extremely conceited about her tracking and concealment techniques, always trailing hundreds of miles away,
relying only on secret Demonic Talisman marks to sense his aura; there was absolutely no possibility of exposure!
A chill instantly rushed from the soles of her feet to the crown of her head! That was someone in the Nascent Soul Stage!
A fierce man who, with one person and one sword, could withstand a blow from a Void Refining cultivator!
The few Golden Core and Nascent Soul Devil Heads under her command, along with a group of Foundation Establishment small fry, weren't even enough to fill the gaps between his teeth!
That stronghold had no defensive power whatsoever; it was equivalent to a cake laid bare under a butcher's knife!
"What should I do?! The Saintess hasn't arrived yet! What can I use to stop him with my meager manpower?!" Luo Tianying felt cold all over.
She rapidly weighed the pros and cons in her mind:
Run? Could she escape? Yao Delong's Escape Light was far faster than those of the same rank!
Moreover, if he had locked onto the stronghold, he would trace the remaining Devilish Qi of the stronghold and the marks of the Demonic Talismans she had set... Face him head-on? That would be certain death!
"Bastard! Bastard!" Luo Tianying bit her lower lip hard, the metallic taste of blood spreading in her mouth.
Humiliation! A strong sense of humiliation and powerlessness almost overwhelmed her!
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