162: Chapter 162 Help me!

"I~"

The Golden Dragon Immortal felt like crying but had no tears. If they were outside the Hundred Deaths Tribulation Realm, what Human Immortal couldn't resurrect at will after dying?

Immortals cultivate the heavenly dao law; by borrowing the heavenly dao law, was resurrection even a problem?

But this was the Tribulation Realm, and the heavenly dao law was suppressed...

"Sigh!"

"Sorry."

Zhao Yi held the great sumeru treasure hoe, aimed it at the dragon head, and prepared to send the Golden Dragon Immortal away.

"You..."

"I am of the Dragon Clan."

Who would want to die if they could live?

The Golden Dragon Immortal was anxious.

"I don't care what clan you are!"

"If you eat people and want to kill me, you must die!"

Just as the great sumeru treasure hoe was about to send the Golden Dragon Immortal away, the third death tribulation arrived.

However, Zhao Yi was completely confused by this tribulation.

The entire Hundred Deaths Tribulation Realm was shrouded in red clouds, and Zhao Yi smelled a bewitching fragrance.

The Golden Dragon Immortal, with only one breath left, let out a mournful cry,

"The Yuxu Tribulation?"

"I didn't expect this tribulation to actually exist."

"You brat, you're in luck."

"No, I will die, I will really die."

The Golden Dragon Immortal struggled, and a white dragon suddenly manifested in the Void Realm, pinning him down directly.

"A-Xiang!"

"You're coming now?"

Immediately, the two dragons rolled together and mated, shameless and unbridled.

Zhao Yi...

Is it this open?

He didn't realize that his face was already as red as a monkey's butt.

Even his breath carried the scent of love.

"Zhou Yan?"

"Why are you here?"

"I am here specifically to support my dear Zhao!"

That Zhou Yan was only wearing a few scraps of clothing, white and shining.

Zhao Yi's eyes were dazed, but he was suddenly awakened by a mournful dragon cry,

"What kind of Prodigy dares to disturb my Dao Heart?"

"Come!"

With a stretch of his hand, the great sumeru treasure hoe appeared in Zhao Yi's hand, and he smashed it down towards the Zhou Yan in front of him.

The image instantly turned into a bubble.

The sober Zhao Yi turned to look at the Golden Dragon Immortal.

Now, the Golden Dragon Immortal was nothing but skin and bones, his huge dragon skeleton clearly visible.

"Save me!"

"I am of the Dragon Clan. I have many Heaven And Earth Treasure in the Dragon Clan. As long as you save me, I am willing to give you all my belongings."

Zhao Yi...

Never mind whether he had the ability to save him; even if he did, he wouldn't. Not kicking him while he was down was already benevolent enough.

"Heh heh~"

"A-Xiang~"

"Come on, let's have fun!"

The Golden Dragon Immortal, who had only been sober for a moment, fell back into the red mist.

The bewitching sounds drifted over, and Zhao Yi fell once again.

First were the two acquaintances, Zhou Yan and Bai Miyao, then Gao Ling and other female cultivators he was slightly familiar with. Even the maidservant beside Li Yingzhen appeared.

That wasn't all; in the end, even veteran teachers like Ayase, Aragaki, and Nagasawa appeared.

How could Zhao Yi resist this?

Just enjoy it!

Time flowed by. In the Hundred Deaths Tribulation Realm, the Golden Dragon Immortal's eyes were lifeless, the dragon Soul within his body flickering, on the verge of collapse.

If the dragon Soul collapsed, the Golden Dragon Immortal would completely fall, dead beyond death.

"Save me!"

The Golden Dragon Immortal's eyes revealed a strong desire to survive. He turned his head toward Zhao Yi's direction, attempting to wake him up.

This was the Golden Dragon Immortal's final flash of vitality; it was all the strength he had left.

Unfortunately, the Golden Dragon Immortal was destined to be disappointed.

Zhao Yi was lost in the red mist, unable to extricate himself.

"Heh~"

With a light sigh, the Golden Dragon Immortal took his last breath.

Just then, streaks of golden characters suddenly appeared and burrowed into the Golden Dragon Immortal's brow.

A moment later, the Golden Dragon Immortal actually rolled up.

"Woof~"

When he opened his mouth, a dog's bark came out.

His gait was uncoordinated, looking like he would fall at any moment.

After half a day, he finally stabilized and tried to speak,

"Wahahaha~"

"I, Approximate, finally have a Physical Body."

"It's a pity that this Physical Body cannot yet be controlled like my own arm. Once I finish refining it, I'll give Master a surprise."

"Hmm? Isn't this dragon dead?"

"Why is there still a remnant Soul?"

"That won't do, I'll eat it~"

A thousand days later.

Zhao Yi felt as if his Soul was empty, but his Physical Body was still burning hot.

His Immortal power was also boiling within his body like boiling water.

"This is not a solution."

"Endless mating will eventually kill me."

The surrounding red mist had turned purple-red. Seeing that the last bit of clarity was about to be lost, Zhao Yi steeled his heart, picked up the hoe beside him, and smashed his own head to pieces.

It must be said that the great sumeru treasure hoe was ruthless; Zhao Yi's Divine Soul was smashed to smithereens along with it.

Before falling into darkness, Zhao Yi fiercely said, "Damn it, I'd rather commit suicide than die stifled in this disgusting Yuxu Tribulation."

Three days is pleasant, seven days is enjoyable, a hundred days hurts the body, and a thousand days is truly wanting Zhao Yi to die.

Even a donkey on a production team wouldn't be this tired.

After Zhao Yi died, the purple-red mist surged and quickly receded.

He didn't know how much time had passed when Zhao Yi returned from the darkness.

Before he could react, he saw a huge dragon head.

"Holy crap!"

"Golden Dragon Immortal?"

"Damn you, you're not dead?"

"Damn it, just in time to send you off."

Zhao Yi raised the great sumeru treasure hoe, ready to strike.

"Master, don't strike~"

"Don't strike, it's me!"

The dragon claw pressed down on Zhao Yi, its voice like a booming bell, stunning Zhao Yi.

"Who are you?"

"Approximate, Approximate!"

"I am the Approximation Technique!"

Perhaps having been a dog for too long, now that he occupied the dragon body, his tail was wagging furiously.

"Damn it!"

"I don't believe you."

The Golden Dragon Immortal had a prior record; he would agree nicely on the surface, only to launch a sneak attack in the blink of an eye.

If it hadn't been for his meddling, how could Zhao Yi have passed the Yuxu Tribulation so miserably?

"No matter what you say today, I'm going to send you off!"

Zhao Yi held the great sumeru treasure hoe, determined not to spare this Dead Dragon no matter what.

"Oh my!"

"This, this~"

Approximate was stunned. This was a Physical Body he had finally managed to merge with. If it were destroyed by Zhao Yi, he could only go back to being a dog.

No, he didn't want to be a dog; he wanted to be a dragon.

Having swallowed half of the Golden Dragon Immortal's Divine Soul and possessing most of his memories, Approximate was now a hybrid of Approximate and the Golden Dragon Immortal.

What the Golden Dragon Immortal knew, Approximate knew!

What Zhao Yi knew, Approximate also knew a little bit of.

"Ignorant Dragon Flame!"

Zhao Yi quickly dodged.

"Good, good, good!"

"You Dead Dragon still want to lie to me?"

After the attack missed, the dragon claw clenched into a fist.

"Burning Star Burst Fist!"

Points of light gathered~

Zhao Yi flashed away to put some distance between himself and Approximate.

"How do you know Burning Star Burst Fist?"

Approximate placed two dragon claws on his waist and said smugly, "I told you, I am Approximate!"

Zhao Yi...

Did a dog turn into a dragon? Across species?

But the Golden Dragon Immortal was treacherous; how could Zhao Yi easily trust him?

The best verification method was none other than the Approximation Technique.

Zhao Yi formed a seal with his right hand.

"Approximation Technique."

"The Great Dao is Simple, approximately natural, numbers arise from the heart, all things take form. With a single thought, heaven and earth are hazy; rounding off, the universe is fixed."

Approximate...

"Damn, old man, why are you chanting incantations for no reason?"

After speaking, the entire dragon body turned into sesame-sized golden characters and submerged into Zhao Yi's brow.

But, perhaps because he had a Physical Body, these golden characters did not enter Zhao Yi's Sea of Consciousness.

Instead, they formed a vertical dragon shape on Zhao Yi's brow.

Approximate's aggrieved voice sounded in Zhao Yi's ear.

"I didn't say anything wrong, did I?"

"If this Physical Body hadn't already been seven-eighths refined by me, it would have been destroyed by you."