Meanwhile.
At the other end of the underground lava cave.
In front of a passage blocked by a stone wall.
Bad luck, another dead end.
A cold-faced young man wearing the attire of the Puppet Heaven Sacred Land stopped his steps, looking rather displeased.
Behind him followed over a dozen cultivators dressed similarly. Everyone's aura was deep and steady, clearly showing they were all experts.
Beside the young man stood a woman with an alluring figure and a natural hint of charm in her eyes.
Record the path.
The young man, who was Tang Silang, ordered in a deep voice.
Hearing this, the charming woman waved her pale hand.
An illusory scroll made of spiritual light slowly unfolded before her.
On the scroll was a fragmented map, outlining the crisscrossing underground passages.
At a glance, the vast majority of the routes had a red X marked at the end, representing a dead end.
The charming woman stretched out her slender jade-like finger and gently tapped on the void scroll, adding this final stroke.
She furrowed her beautiful brows, her voice carrying a bit of helplessness.
It's still not enough.
We need more paths to deduce the layout pattern of this underground lava cave...
Only when I completely grasp the pattern can I calculate exactly where that hidden small world is concealed.
Tang Silang's brows furrowed even tighter.
Be specific, how much longer?
The charming woman pondered for a moment and shook her head.
It's hard to say.
The spatial structure here is much more complex than we anticipated, as if it was forcefully twisted by someone using a great divine ability.
Unless...
She stopped halfway through her sentence, and her soul-captivating eyes suddenly lit up.
Tang Silang noticed her abnormality and immediately pressed for an answer.
Unless what?
The charming woman didn't answer right away. She closed her eyes, seemingly sensing something.
A moment later, she abruptly opened her eyes.
Forget about the entrance to the small world for now.
Someone touched the flood dragon at the door!
Really?
The woman put away the void scroll.
That beast is in a fight to the death with someone, and... its aura is weakening extremely fast!
Good!
Tang Silang clapped his hands fiercely, a look of great greed surging in his eyes.
Heaven is truly helping me!
Hearing this, the group of Puppet Heaven Sacred Land disciples behind him also rubbed their hands together in excitement.
A mutated Thunder Fire Flood Dragon at the late stage of the Golden Core realm was a treasure all over.
Its scales could be made into top-grade dharma robes, its demon core could be refined into pills for breaking through realms, and its essence blood was an excellent material for tempering the physical body.
Previously, they had attacked it for a long time without success and even lost two disciples, so they had to temporarily give up.
Pushing it too hard could easily lead to a desperate struggle, causing them to lose another two or three people.
After all, they needed to preserve their strength for more important matters.
Tang Silang, although named Silang, was actually the Third Elder of the Puppet Heaven Sacred Land and possessed a red destiny called Vague Divination.
His divination ability was unparalleled in the sacred land, but unfortunately, the hexagrams were always obscure and difficult to understand, like looking at flowers through the fog.
Their group was actually not here for the Thunder Fire Flood Dragon, nor for the true dragon.
But for the banquet at the Acacia Sect.
When the First Elder returned in a sorry state, he boasted of the new sect master of the Acacia Sect as if he were a god.
The Holy Lord of the sacred land naturally had doubts.
So he sent him, the Third Elder, under the pretext of attending the banquet, to see if it was really that mysterious.
Before setting off on this trip, Tang Silang had cast a hexagram for himself, asking, Is there any danger on this trip to the Acacia Sect?
However, the hexagram he received was ridiculously off-topic: On the way there, if you are lucky, you might encounter a true dragon whose heart is like dead ashes, not good at fighting, lacking essence blood, and theoretically capable of being defeated by Foundation Establishment cultivators. However, the true dragon will escape into a small world and be difficult to find.
A true dragon!
And a true dragon that could be defeated by Foundation Establishment cultivators!
This hexagram drove him crazy.
So he secretly hit it off with the Second Elder, who was proficient in formations.
They did not doubt the authenticity of the hexagram at all.
They just couldn't understand what kind of true dragon would fall into such a miserable state.
But so what?
As long as it was a dragon, even if it only had one breath left, its value was far beyond any ordinary serendipity.
The two volunteered to be the sacred land's representatives to visit the Acacia Sect this time.
That Thunder Fire Flood Dragon inherently possessed a trace of thin dragon aura in its body. It must be connected to that true dragon.
Now that it has been heavily injured by someone, it saves us a lot of trouble.
We'll take the flood dragon core first, and then go find that real dragon!
Tang Silang nodded, his speed increasing a bit.
The group soon arrived at the massive underground lake.
From a distance, they could smell a thick, unresolvable stench of blood.
When they clearly saw the scene by the lake, even though these sacred land disciples were well-experienced, they couldn't help but gasp.
The Thunder Fire Flood Dragon, which had once made them feel a bit troubled, was now lying powerlessly on the ground. Its massive body was covered in hideous wounds, and one of its eyes had turned into a bloody hole, gurgling with black blood. Its aura was extremely sluggish.
Not far from the Thunder Fire Flood Dragon stood a man and a woman.
The man's cultivation was only at the great perfection of the Foundation Establishment realm.
The woman had peerless beauty, and her cultivation was also at the great perfection of the Foundation Establishment realm.
Tang Silang was stunned at first, and then a playful smile appeared on his face.
So that was it.
He instantly understood the course of events.
This Thunder Fire Flood Dragon must have fought some powerful existence to a mutual standstill, forcing the other party to retreat with its last breath.
On the verge of death, these two unknown Foundation Establishment juniors had taken advantage of it.
The woman covered her lips and chuckled lightly. The way she looked at Su Ji and Lin Ranyue was like looking at two lambs waiting to be slaughtered: These two juniors probably think they've encountered a great serendipity.
Tang Silang, also known as Third Elder Tang, didn't speak. His cold gaze lingered for a moment on the long spear in Su Ji's hand.
A good spear.
How could a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator possess such a divine weapon?
What a reckless waste of a heavenly treasure!
Tang Silang coldly snorted in his heart, already viewing that spear as his own possession.
This item was fated for him.
He no longer hid his figure and, leading over a dozen junior brothers, strode out of the passage.
You two fellow Daoists have worked hard.
Tang Silang's voice rang out, carrying a condescending tone of charity.
This beast is a vile creature that our Puppet Heaven Sacred Land has been hunting for many days. Thank you both for lending a hand.
Hand this beast over to us, and the sacred land will definitely reward you generously.
He said these words as if it were a matter of course; this Thunder Fire Flood Dragon naturally belonged to them.
Hearing the voice, Su Ji turned his head.
When he saw the dozen or so disciples of the Puppet Heaven Sacred Land wearing uniform attire with deep and steady auras, he raised his eyebrows slightly.
Oh ho.
Have these people failed to recognize their creditor?
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
