189: Teach the Emperor's Scriptures, Demon King's Mount

“Where is the Qunying Banquet held by Qian Muxue?”

Li Luo asked.

“Reporting to your excellency, the Yin Yang Sect's First Holy Maiden, Qian Muxue, invited the young generation of heaven's chosen to a Qunying Banquet, and the news has already spread throughout Donglin Prefecture.”

“The location is set in Wind Flower City, Snow Moon Pavilion.”

The dark-skinned Duty Captain responded respectfully.

This one before him was a true Asura God of Slaughter.

Though his appearance was refined and elegant.

However, when he acted, he was incredibly ruthless and terrifying.

“Hmm!”

Hearing this, Li Luo nodded.

However, he couldn't help but inwardly complain about the address.

Was this really a banquet for heroes? It was purely an 18+ event.

Li Luo stated that he himself was not interested in these miscellaneous things.

This trip, firstly, was to see if there was an opportunity to kill the Black Demon Sect's Demonic Son.

Secondly, it was also to witness this ice beauty, famous throughout Donglin Prefecture's young generation—purely from an appreciative perspective, of course.

“Let's go!”

Li Luo grabbed Dragon Aotian, and his body shot straight into the Void Realm.

“Wow!”

Dragon Aotian couldn't help but exclaim.

After all, this was the first time he had experienced the sensation of flying since he was a child.

It felt especially fresh and exciting.

Not to mention him.

Even when Li Luo first Transmigrated, the first time he used Sword Control Technique to fly, his heart surged with emotion.

Therefore, Li Luo merely smiled slightly at Dragon Aotian's reaction.

This place was probably only a few hundred thousand kilometers from Wind Flower City, Snow Moon Pavilion, which was within the Yin Yang Sect's jurisdiction.

At Li Luo's flying speed, it would only take two or three days to arrive.

And there were still a full seven days until the Qunying Banquet began.

So, from a time perspective, it was quite ample.

“Revered Master, I want to become as strong as you!”

Dragon Aotian was born with an arrogant spirit, bowing to no one.

However, his current Revered Master, this handsome young man in white, this peerless young man, made him incredibly admire him.

“Hmm, work hard!”

Li Luo stroked Dragon Aotian's round head.

Hmm, the feel was not bad.

Become as strong as me?

Haha, disciple, there's no chance.

Because Revered Master is a massive cheat, you see.

However, he couldn't discourage his newly-taken little fanboy, could he?

After all, there was still a one-in-a-billion chance that he could rival him.

Having his head stroked by someone his age.

Dragon Aotian's brows furrowed at first; with his unyielding pride, no one dared to invade him like this.

But.

Then he thought, Revered Master is like a father.

This also meant Revered Master's affection for him, didn't it?

Hmm.

He let go of his burden, and it felt quite comfortable, even quite pleasant.

Dragon Aotian's originally arrogant face even revealed a hint of enjoyment.

Li Luo naturally saw Dragon Aotian's expression and felt a bit speechless.

His Divine Thought moved.

Boom.

The next instant, Dragon Aotian's eyes widened.

He felt a vast and boundless Cultivation Technique appearing in his mind, like an ancient Divine Elephant roaring.

It actually made his heart tremble.

However.

“Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Strength!”

“Quasi-Emperor Scripture!”

“Hiss!”

When Dragon Aotian clearly saw the words “Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Strength” and the Rank description of this Cultivation Technique.

He couldn't help but gasp.

Although.

He didn't know what specific level of Cultivation Technique a Quasi-Emperor Scripture was.

However, Dragon Aotian had heard a legend since childhood: the strongest Martial Artist on this Cultivation Continent was the legendary Great Emperor.

Terrifyingly unparalleled, dominating the universe.

That was his goal.

And today, his newly-acknowledged Revered Master bestowed upon him a Quasi-Emperor Rank Cultivation Technique.

Also, the previous Seventh-Rank Spirit Dragon Pill was constantly improving his Physique, making him stronger and stronger.

Such a great kindness was no different from a life-changing grace.

“Revered Master's kindness is heavier than Mount Tai. From this day forward, Aotian is willing to go through fire and water for Revered Master, without hesitation!”

Dragon Aotian said excitedly.

Hmm.

Not bad.

This Dragon Aotian is a future invincible War God; sow beans, get melons, this investment is worth it.

Moreover.

Currently, Dragon Aotian is still relatively weak, and with the blessing of the Quasi-Emperor Scripture and the Dragon Pill, he will definitely be able to Breakthrough quickly.

This way, he can obtain more System returns.

Simply awesome.

The corners of Li Luo's lips curled into an excited and anticipating arc.

“Chirp!”

Just as Li Luo was flying with Dragon Aotian.

Suddenly.

From the jungle at the edge of Black Mountain, a terrifying Demonic Qi rose up.

Like wolf smoke, it surged straight into the sky.

“Demon Emperor, Golden Crown Wind Carving!”

Seeing this suddenly rising giant demonic bird, Li Luo's eyes lit up.

This Golden Crown Wind Carving had a small tuft of golden fur on its head, like a crown.

Its eyes were sharp like swords; being stared at by it felt like one's skin was being cut by knives, with sharp stinging pains.

Its wingspan was dozens of zhang, covering the sky and obscuring the sun, with unparalleled might.

“Little Cultivator, you dare to fly through this Emperor's territory. Why don't you become this Emperor's meal?”

The Golden Crown Wind Carving spoke in human tongue.

Listening to the voice, it was a female.

However, this Evil Qi was quite heavy.

“Hehe, a mere little chick, dares to make me its meal?”

“How about this, you submit at my feet and become my mount, and I won't eat you.”

Li Luo said with his hands behind his back.

“Oh?”

Li Luo's arrogant words stunned the Golden Crown Wind Carving.

She had seen people act pretentious.

But she had never seen anyone dare to be so pretentious in front of her.

When an Emperor is enraged, millions of corpses lie, and blood flows for a thousand li!

“You're courting death!”

For her, a dignified Demon Emperor, to be a mount, was simply a great humiliation!

She let out a cold cry.

The next moment, the Golden Crown Wind Carving's body transformed into a golden lightning bolt, pouncing towards Li Luo and Dragon Aotian.

“Bang bang bang~~”

At this moment.

No trace of magical power condensed on Li Luo's body.

Instead, he merely punched out with the power of his Physical Body.

This punch, from an outsider's perspective, seemed ordinary.

Moreover, his small body and the enormous Golden Crown Wind Carving were completely disproportionate.

Like an ant trying to shake the heavens.

And the Golden Crown Wind Carving, it was said, possessed a trace of Golden-Winged Roc Bloodline, making its speed as swift as wind.

Its huge claws, like iron hooks, could instantly tear Li Luo and Dragon Aotian to shreds.

Its eyes were filled with coldness and slaughter.

“Boom!”

The next moment.

The claws, seemingly forged from gold and iron, clashed directly with Li Luo's fist.

“Shit!”

Even with the Golden Crown Wind Carving Emperor's wild mentality, she couldn't help but curse.

Because.

She discovered that this wasn't a human at all.

It was simply an ancient divine mountain, unmoving.

One punch almost broke her claws.

Feathers scattered wildly, and blood flowed like a waterfall.

Swish.

The next instant, Li Luo's body appeared directly above the Golden Crown Wind Carving, and he stomped down again.

“Roar.”

As if being trampled by an elephant, the Golden Crown Wind Carving felt its spine almost break.

Boom.

Its enormous body directly smashed down a mountain below, creating a huge pit.

“Don't, don't hit me anymore. I'll be your mount, alright?”