181: Chapter 181 Fifth-Order Flood Dragon Golden Core

"Tier 5 Flood Dragon Golden Core"

Zhao Zuoxiang's throat moved involuntarily, his eyes erupting with a terrifying light as he stared fixedly at the Golden Core before him, which was suffused with a watery-blue precious radiance. He reached out to grab it.

"Junior, you cannot handle this Tier 5 Flood Dragon Golden Core; better let this old man take it." Before Zhao Zuoxiang's hand could touch the Golden Core, a large hand beat him to it, seizing the Golden Core.

"Old ghost, don't even think about hogging it for yourself," Danyang Commandery Sun Family Old Ancestor Sun Haoyu said coldly, glaring at Danyang Commandery Zhou Family Old Ancestor Zhou Ziao, who was standing to the side examining the Golden Core.

Since the beast tide a millennium ago, when the Feng Family was wiped out, Danyang Commandery had been dominated solely by the Sun Family and the Zhou Family.

Both the Sun Family and the Zhou Family currently had one Late Stage Martial King and one Early Stage Martial King guarding their respective families. Their Family strength far exceeded that of the three great families of Cangjiang Prefecture. It was only over two hundred years ago that the Wei Family could still stroke their whiskers.

To avoid any accidents, the two Late Stage Martial King Old Ancestors from the Sun Family and Zhou Family of Danyang Commandery had come to support Cangjiang Prefecture. If they had arrived earlier, Clan Leader Cang Lan likely would not have been able to escape.

Reflecting on it now, Ancestor Wei Xinghe finally understood Clan Leader Cang Lan's bizarre final actions. He must have been inscribing a teleportation Formation during the battle, using spatial teleportation to abandon the Golden Core and escape, successfully fleeing back to the East Sea.

"Treasures belong to those with virtue, and to those with the strength to possess them. Fellow Daoist Wei, wouldn't you agree?" Zhou Family Old Ancestor Zhou Ziao ignored the cold questioning of Sun Haoyu and asked Ancestor Wei Xinghe instead, truly a cunning move.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, Fellow Daoist Sun, I am deeply grateful for you traveling from afar to save our Wei Family. Our Wei Family will not participate in the contention for this Golden Core," Ancestor Wei Xinghe stated.

"This half of the dragon body belongs solely to our Wei Family. You have no objections, right?" Before Ancestor Wei Xinghe could say anything more, Wei Changyao, who had been lying on the ground feigning death, stood up from thin air and proceeded to store the half-dragon body left behind by Clan Leader Cang Lan into his Storage Pouch.

"Father."

Ancestor Wei Xinghe rushed to Wei Changyao's side, overjoyed, and supported the swaying Wei Changyao.

"That is only natural."

Zhou Ziao and Sun Haoyu narrowed their eyes and both agreed. Wei Changyao was truly deep in his schemes; perhaps even if they hadn't come today, the Wei Family could still have kept that Tier 5 Flood Dragon.

Of the five people present, not a single one had realized that Wei Changyao was feigning death to escape, waiting for the perfect moment to strike the final blow and secure victory.

The half-dragon body was the Wei Family's spoils of war, and they had no reason to interfere.

Furthermore, no one would want to offend a Late Stage Martial King at the twilight of his life to the point of death.

If, before Wei Changyao passed on, he decided to take them with him, it would be a loss that outweighed the gain.

"Uncle Wei."

Ancestor Ye Rongming bowed respectfully. First, it was about strength; second, it was still about strength.

"Mm, thank you for your concern, nephew." Regardless of the motives Ancestor Ye Rongming had for coming, he had arrived immediately to resolve the Wei Family's crisis, and he had to acknowledge this favor.

"These living little Yao Beasts can be gifted to you four Fellow Daoists as a token of gratitude for traveling thousands of miles to support the Wei Family." Wei Changyao pointed to the remaining ten shivering Grade 4 Demonic Beasts left on the spot, along with several thousand Grade 3 Yao Beasts.

The Grade 4 Demonic Beasts that were already dead naturally belonged to the Wei Family; there was no dispute!

As for the Tier 5 Flood Dragon Golden Core, Wei Changyao selectively ignored it, acting as if he didn't see it. This treasure was not something the Wei Family could touch.

"Many thanks, Fellow Daoist Wei." The four men's eyes lit up, and they all made their moves, reaching down to grab the small Yao Beasts.

In the end, Ancestor Ye Rongming caught one Tier 4 Flood Dragon and one Seahorse; Zhao Zuoxiang caught an old spiny ribbon fish; Zhou Ziao and Sun Haoyu each caught three Grade 4 Demonic Beasts.

It was also good luck for Ancestor Ye Rongming that he was closest to that Tier 4 Flood Dragon, allowing him to succeed.

Thus, of the two Tier 4 Flood Dragons that had besieged Wutong Mountain, one was secured by the Wei Family, and the other was snatched up by Ancestor Ye Rongming.

"As for the Tier 5 Flood Dragon Golden Core..." Sun Haoyu and Zhou Ziao both looked at Wei Changyao nervously, waiting for what he would say next.

"The four Fellow Daoists may do as you please; the Wei Family will not participate."

After saying this, Wei Changyao instructed the Wei Family Elders to clean up Wutong Mountain, comfort the dead or injured clansmen, and repair the broken Formation. Then, he patted Ancestor Wei Xinghe's hand, and the father and son flew toward the depths of Wutong Mountain.

"Two Seniors, my Family has pressing matters, so I shall take my leave first."

Ancestor Ye Rongming quickly stated, leaving without a hint of hesitation in the direction of Luomu Mountain.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, wait a moment; I will go with you."

Zhao Zuoxiang was greedy, but not stupid; he immediately followed Ancestor Ye Rongming's figure and left this place of trouble.

It was better to avoid the battle between two Late Stage Martial King powerhouses. If one wasn't careful, a Martial King could really die.

"Old ghost Zhou, where do you think you're going?" Sun Haoyu closely pursued Zhou Ziao. The Thousand-Entanglement Silk in his hand transformed into a giant net, capturing the rapidly retreating Zhou Ziao.

"Not good, take it!"

Zhou Ziao sensed the strange movement within his Storage Pouch and immediately threw it to the pursuing Sun Haoyu behind him. Sun Haoyu also reacted; how could he dare to accept this hot potato? He retreated rapidly.

"Boom!"

Before the Storage Pouch could leave his hand, it exploded right in Zhou Ziao's hand. Zhou Ziao was sent flying by a wave of heat, drifting chaotically in the sky like a kite with a broken string.

Sun Haoyu, who was relatively close, fared no better. The shockwave of the explosion messed up his white hair, and his robes were torn in several places, revealing the sturdy muscles underneath.

The energy contained within the Golden Core of a Late Stage Tier 5 Flood Dragon was extraordinary; it was lucky for Zhou Ziao that it hadn't killed him outright.

Wei Changyao and Ancestor Wei Xinghe, the father and son who had only just entered the depths of Wutong Mountain, heard the explosion and flew rapidly toward the blast area. Looking at their agile movements, there was no sense of them being on the verge of death.

"Let's go."

Ancestor Ye Rongming and Zhao Zuoxiang exchanged a glance, tacitly agreeing to fly toward the blast area. The real benefits had arrived; if they went too late, they wouldn't even smell the leftovers.

Which Martial King wouldn't want the Golden Core of a Late Stage Tier 5 Flood Dragon? Refining it directly could increase one's cultivation by two stars for some. If suitable auxiliary materials were found to refine it into a Tier 5 dragon-tiger golden pill, that would be even more incredible, raising the Family's strength by at least one level.

The reason the Wei father and son didn't dare to demand it was simply because they feared Clan Leader Cang Lan had left behind a trump card. Otherwise, how could they have so easily let Zhou Ziao and Sun Haoyu have it?

Did they really think the two Wei Family Martial Kings were pushovers!

As for Ancestor Ye Rongming and Zhao Zuoxiang, they simply lacked the strength and dared not have any thoughts.

Now, however, it was different!

After the Golden Core exploded, there would definitely be some fragments left within a radius of dozens of miles. These were good treasures, and moreover, ownerless items; whoever found them, they belonged to.

Zhou Ziao looked with a gloomy face at the broken jade pendant in his hand. This was an old object that had accompanied him for three hundred years, yet it had been damaged in this godforsaken corner; his heart was aching to death.

Sun Haoyu, who had reacted the fastest, had already found two fragments and was grinning from ear to ear.

"You dog thief, how dare you snatch this old man's supreme treasure!"

Zhou Ziao roared angrily and also began searching everywhere. He had already sensed four figures rapidly approaching; if he was any later, his losses would only be greater.

It was far more than just this Tier 5 protective jade pendant!