591: Disposal of White Pond

Yao Delong's heart instantly softened into a mess.

His powerful palm gently patted Qiong Shuang's still-trembling back, while his other hand tenderly rubbed the soft top of her head.

His voice was gentler than it had ever been before:

"Alright, alright, Qiong Shuang, be good. Don't be afraid anymore. Isn't Big Brother here now?

Look, the bad guys who bullied you have been thoroughly dealt with by Big Brother; they're kneeling there to apologize to you.

Big Brother promised to protect you."

His gaze moved past Qiong Shuang's small head and landed on Luo Yan, who was lying quietly to the side.

His brow furrowed imperceptibly. "Luo Yan, she..."

Qiong Shuang immediately raised her tear-blurred little face and said urgently:

"Big Brother! Sister Yan was at the bottom of the cliff! She... she looked at a very strange and ancient stone tablet!

And then... and then she became like this! I called her, but she won't wake up! Waaah..."

Yao Delong's expression turned solemn. He immediately took a step forward and crouched down.

His slender fingers rested on Luo Yan's delicate wrist as a wisp of pure and gentle Yuan Power cautiously probed into her body,

carefully examining her Meridians, Dantian, and especially the depths of her Sea of Consciousness.

After a moment, Yao Delong's furrowed brow slowly relaxed, and a strange light flashed in his eyes instead.

"Strange... although the Spiritual Power in her body is greatly exhausted, its flow is stable and orderly,

it's even more pure and condensed than before... Though her Sea of Consciousness is closed, her Divine Soul fluctuations are exceptionally active,

as if she is undergoing a deep-level transformation... there are no signs of injury..."

Yao Delong withdrew his fingers and looked thoughtfully at Luo Yan's profile, which appeared tranquil and soft even in her coma.

"It seems... she isn't in danger, but rather... she obtained some kind of unimaginable ancient Opportunity before that mysterious stone tablet! She is currently at the critical moment of absorbing a Legacy!"

Since it was an Opportunity, she must not be disturbed. Yao Delong made a prompt decision.

With a thought, the opening of the beast taming pouch at his waist automatically opened.

A gentle suction enveloped Luo Yan, carefully pulling her inside.

At the same time, Yao Delong's Divine Thought directly connected to a specific space within the beast taming pouch,

a space locked by layers of Restrictions, and sent a voice transmission to the incredibly aggrieved prisoner inside:

"Luo Tianying, watch over her! If she loses a single hair or if anything goes wrong with the Legacy... you know the consequences."

Deep within the beast taming pouch, a stunning woman whose cultivation had been sealed and who wore a magnificent dress that couldn't hide her wretched state—

Luo Tianying, her pretty face instantly turned pale with rage, her silver teeth nearly grinding to bits!

"Yao Delong! You bastard! You scoundrel!"

Luo Tianying roared frantically in her heart, "What do you take me for?! Your personal maid?!

To be ordered around whenever you need?! You want me to take care of your lover for you?!!

And in this state of receiving a Legacy?!! This is outrageous! Simply outrageous!!"

She angrily slammed a fist against the invisible spatial barrier, only to have her own arm go numb from the shock.

Feeling the increasingly strong, ancient, and sacred aura emanating from Luo Yan beside her,

Luo Tianying's heart was filled with a complex mix of emotions.

Now reduced to a prisoner of her enemy, she even had to take care of his woman for him!

This massive fall from grace and the grievance of it all made her feel like she was going insane!

"Hmph!" Luo Tianying glared resentfully at the unconscious Luo Yan before finally sitting down in dejection.

When one is under another's roof, one has no choice but to bow their head. She had witnessed the fiend god Yao Delong's ruthless methods personally countless times.

She could only endure the overwhelming humiliation and rage,

cautiously guarding Luo Yan's side. While cursing Yao Delong through gritted teeth, she still had to look after this fragile inheritor... Luo Tianying felt her future was bleak and her heart was beyond stifled. And the culprit behind all this,

was outside the beast taming pouch, enjoying the adoration and reliance of that Little White Flood Dragon... Looking at Qiong Shuang in his arms, crying like a pear blossom in the rain and looking so pitiful,

infinite pity and cold killing intent surged in Yao Delong's heart.

He gently patted the little girl's back, his voice gentle but carrying an unquestionable decisiveness:

"Alright, Qiong Shuang, be good. It's all in the past.

This is no place to linger. The Nine Nether Sect has lost two waves of people in a row; their next counterattack will surely be thunderous. We must leave quickly."

Hearing this, Qiong Shuang immediately raised her little face and nodded vigorously, her large azure eyes still brimming with tears,

but they held even more absolute trust and reliance on Yao Delong: "Mm! Qiong Shuang will listen to Big Brother!"

Her small hand subconsciously gripped the corner of Yao Delong's robe tightly, as if afraid of being left behind again.

Her gaze swept over the "black charcoal head" nearby, whose aura was withered but whose Physical Body still emitted an aura that made her instinctively wary.

Qiong Shuang shrank even closer to Yao Delong's side.

Yao Delong held Qiong Shuang's small hand and walked slowly toward the edge of Ghost Cry Cliff.

Bai Chi, who was kneeling there, saw the fiend god approaching step by step with that little flood dragon.

Especially when he felt the undisguised anger and hatred in Qiong Shuang's pure eyes, his last psychological defense line completely collapsed!

"My Lord! My Lord, spare my life! Spare me!!"

Bai Chi was as if all his bones had been removed; his body trembled violently like a sieve, and tears and snot flowed freely.

His forehead slammed frantically against the ground, making muffled "thud" sounds, and in an instant, it was a bloody mess!

He wailed at the top of his lungs, his voice distorted by extreme terror:

"It was my own stupidity! I was blind not to recognize your greatness! I offended the Madam and the Little Mistress!

I deserve to die! I deserve ten thousand deaths! I beg My Lord to give me one more chance!

I am willing to work like an ox or a horse for My Lord! To be the lowliest servant! To spy on the Nine Nether Sect's secrets!

I only beg My Lord to spare my dog's life, My Lord—!!!"

He was incoherent, tears and snot flowing; where was the slightest bit of the ruthlessness and majesty he had previously shown as an Elder of the Nine Nether Sect?

All that remained was a pathetic worm who would discard all dignity and beg for mercy just to stay alive!

However, Yao Delong's gaze remained like ten-thousand-year-old profound ice from start to finish, without the slightest ripple.

Anyone who dared to touch his people had to be prepared to endure his overwhelming wrath! Begging for mercy? Too late!

He didn't even bother to glance at Bai Chi again, as if he were just a mass of filthy air.

Yao Delong turned slightly, his gaze falling on Qiong Shuang, who was still puffing her cheeks and glaring at Bai Chi, and the corner of his

mouth curled into a faint smile, but his voice carried a hint of inquiry:

"Qiong Shuang, tell me... how should we deal with this old fellow who almost captured you to be his mount?"

These words were like lighting a powder keg!

Qiong Shuang's pure azure eyes were instantly ignited with rage!

She remembered her panic when she was besieged, she remembered those cold chains, and she remembered the greedy look he had when he looked at her!

"Bad old man!"

Qiong Shuang let out an angry cry, and her snow-white figure lunged forward like a swallow,

instantly rushing in front of Bai Chi, who was still frantically kowtowing for mercy!

Bai Chi only felt a Soul-shuddering pressure belonging to a high-ranking Yao Race member rushing toward him!

He looked up in terror, and what greeted his eyes was a claw that instantly enlarged in his pupils—

a massive phantom flood dragon claw condensed from pure flood dragon Demonic Power and covered in crystalline scales!