In a desperate situation, Shui Miao suddenly got an idea and thought of an unconventional move!
In times of crisis, one must achieve victory through the unexpected.
When warriors meet on a narrow path, the brave shall prevail.
Even if not formidable, one must act formidable, scaring the opponent away with sheer momentum.
Shui Miao, bold and decisive, immediately channeled his full immortal power and Devouring Spirit Force, amplifying the latter into a gigantic black blade stretching dozens of meters in length. He launched it directly toward the jade gourd.
“Hahaha! I just killed Huayuting, devoured his immortal body, and my power has multiplied. Now you come to die too—perfect, perfect! Allow me to oblige you all, swallow you whole, help me ascend to the level of an Immortal Elder, then become an Immortal Sovereign, and march upon the Immortal Realm to destroy your nests forever, ensuring you never rise again!”
Shui Miao roared with laughter, his aura shaking the heavens.
“Boom!”
The massive black blade of Devouring Spirit Force slashed directly onto the jade gourd, causing black smoke to rise from it. The formation was instantly damaged by more than half, and the top-grade immortal artifact, the jade gourd, plummeted into the Luosha Sea like a piece of junk.
It turned out that Yuhua Immortal Sovereign had overlooked the weakening effect of immortal artifacts within the Luosha World. In this realm, a top-grade immortal artifact was barely equivalent to a low-grade one. Shui Miao, already at the Immortal Monarch level, wielded Devouring Spirit Force that surpassed even the power of an Immortal Monarch. Cutting it in half wouldn’t be surprising—damaging over half of it was nothing extraordinary.
Shui Miao was also surprised at how fragile the immortal artifact was. Delighted and astonished, he became even more energized, gathering his breath and roaring loudly, “Don’t run! Leave your lives behind!”
“Mommy!”
The Black Tiger Immortal Sovereign shuddered in fear, nearly losing his soul. With a cry, he turned and fled.
A top-grade immortal artifact was destroyed in one strike—was this still human? Yuhua Immortal Sovereign was simply stunned. How could they possibly fight anymore?
“Damn it, just wait! I’ll come back—”
“Whoosh!”
Seeing the giant black blade descending toward him, Yuhua Immortal Sovereign didn’t even finish his sentence before transforming into a streak of starlight and fleeing.
Shui Miao pursued for a while but soon stopped when he saw the two Immortal Sovereigns run faster than immortal rabbits, vanishing in an instant. “You think you’re Grey Wolf? Come back again? If you do, I’ll turn my Devouring Spirit Force into a frying pan and beat you senseless!”
As Shui Miao turned around, he saw the Dragon Sovereign approaching from behind. Looking at him, the dragon immediately bowed deeply: “Savior, I am Ao De. I wish to pledge loyalty to you as my master, serving you faithfully and fearlessly, even at the cost of my life!”
“Oh no! Senior Ao De, please rise quickly!”
Shui Miao’s heart stirred as he hurriedly helped Ao De up. “Senior Ao De, I’m merely a humble human cultivator. What virtue or merit do I have to claim you as my subordinate?”
Ao De lamented, “Esteemed Master, there’s no need to be humble. You defeated Huayuting, shattered a top-grade immortal artifact with one slash, and scared off two Immortal Sovereigns with a single roar—such power is rare in history. Such an event is unheard of in millennia. Though I am a Dragon Sovereign, I am not even a tenth as capable as you. Moreover, you have saved my life, and I must repay you with loyalty.”
“Senior, you flatter me too much! I really am not that strong. How about this—since you hold me in such high regard, and you are much older than me, why don’t I call you Big Brother instead?” That was just how Shui Miao was—when others showed him respect and gratitude, he reciprocated with humility and kindness, valuing loyalty and righteousness.
Of course, another reason Shui Miao was so courteous was because of Ao De’s character.
“No, no, no! How dare I! Master, I have made up my mind. I willingly pledge my loyalty to you and will never harbor any second thoughts!” Ao De declared solemnly and earnestly. “I only ask, Master, to teach me your skills so I can avenge my clan and capture that despicable thief, Luo Tong, to repay the deep grudge of my clan’s annihilation!”
“…”
Shui Miao was momentarily stunned, unsure of what to say.
So that was it—Ao De had been so humble and respectful only because he wanted Shui Miao to teach him skills to seek revenge!
But Shui Miao felt awkward. The treasures of the Dragon Palace were all in his possession, including the young dragon still inside the Time Tower!
The Nuwa Stone, those discarded immortal artifacts—they were all his now.
What should he do?
What could he do?
If he told Ao De the truth—that those treasures were in his hands, that the young dragon was alive, and that Luo Tong’s soul had led him to steal the Nuwa Stone—no one would believe him! Moreover, Luo Tong’s soul had destroyed the Dragon Palace’s formation, killing dozens of evil dragons in the process. How could Shui Miao bear the burden of that grudge?
Shui Miao hesitated, unable to decide how to respond.
Seeing Shui Miao’s silence, Ao De assumed he was considering it and began pleading and crying once more.
After a pause, Shui Miao thought to himself: he had only obtained the Nuwa Stone and a few discarded treasures. He could raise the young dragon himself, train it, and ensure the survival of the evil dragon race. What else could he do?
“Ao De Senior, please don’t say more. I prefer to travel alone. I promise I will help you, but how I do it will be my own decision. Don’t call me Master—let’s work independently, each using our own strengths.”
Shui Miao had originally intended to persuade Ao De to leave, postponing any decision for the future.
How could he live peacefully with such a complicated companion constantly by his side?
Hearing this, Ao De interrupted: “Fine! I trust you. Your promise to help me is enough. I will immediately search for my dragon kin. One day, we shall meet again in the Immortal Realm and fight side by side, seeking vengeance and repaying kindness!”
Ao De stood up, bowed deeply to Shui Miao, and without hesitation, turned and left.
The Dragon Race was a sacred race, naturally proud—even the evil dragons were no exception.
With all that needed to be said already spoken, Ao De trusted Shui Miao’s character and left decisively.
Watching Ao De walk away so resolutely, seeing his lonely back disappearing into the distance, Shui Miao suddenly felt a strange sense of sorrow and guilt. He asked himself: had he done the right thing? Shouldn’t he have returned the young dragon and the Nuwa Stone to Ao De, allowing their family reunion and the revival of the evil dragon race?
Wasn’t he being unfair to Ao De now?
Shui Miao returned to Luosha Island in a daze, sighing deeply in guilt. Then he sent a mental transmission into the Time Tower: “Little Dragon, I, Shui Miao, swear here and now—I will do everything in my power to help you grow. One day, when you are no longer an evil dragon and have the strength to stand on your own, I will return everything that belongs to you, allowing your dragon race to rise again. I promise!”
“Thank you… thank you…”
The young dragon spoke in human language, actually saying “thank you!”
Shui Miao was stunned. How could this happen? Why did it respond like that? Did it possess innate divine intelligence, understanding everything from birth?
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