“Junior Sister Ji, are you going back?” Shen Zao blurted out as she watched Ji Yutang’s reaction.
She had heard about Junior Sister Ji’s engagement to Ran Guzhu while at the academy, but she remembered that Junior Sister Ji was clearly unwilling, likely coerced.
She came under the guise of a “friend” to congratulate, but in reality, she was looking for a way to take Ji Yutang away.
However, upon seeing the esteemed guests, she realized something was amiss, and sure enough, the appearance of demonic cultivators completely disrupted the ceremony.
But she had to admit, it was a good opportunity to seek freedom.
“My mother is still at the Ran Family.” Ji Yutang frowned, her face full of worry.
Shen Zao’s eyelid twitched, her gaze falling on the terrifying waves of energy, a sense of foreboding rising in her heart.
Ji Yutang was determined to go back, and there was no stopping her.
“I’ll go with you,” Shen Zao said, taking a deep breath.
Ji Yutang didn’t have time for pleasantries, she cupped her hands and transformed into a streak of light, heading towards the Ran Family’s cave heaven, which was being bombarded by thunder pearls.
Above Extreme Heaven, Ran Jingri had already heard the earth-shattering explosion.
He blocked Song Wanzhao’s blade light, his expression extremely grim.
At this moment, his body was covered in blood marks, and Song Wanzhao was also not faring well.
If they continued to fight, he would surely subdue this demon.
However, the explosion of the cave heaven left Ran Jingri with no desire to continue the battle.
He feigned a move and then rushed down.
Song Wanzhao clicked his tongue, spat out a mouthful of blood, wiped the corner of his mouth, and his gaze fell on the Tianhai Demon Sect cultivator not far away.
He had no intention of helping and retreated, turning into a black light and fleeing.
Ran Family’s cave heaven.
This was the ancestral land where the Ran Family had cultivated for generations.
All the resources and scriptures for cultivation were stored here.
The cave heaven had nine layers of formations, capable of withstanding attacks from cultivators at the Heaven and Human realm.
To destroy it completely, one would have to start from the inside.
Seeing this scene, Ran Jingri knew that the flaws in the formations had already been discovered.
His good daughter grew up in the Southern Border Demon Palace and didn’t have such skills, so it must have been Li Qingxun! Ran Jingri was furious, his blood boiling, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
“Where is A Zhu?” Ran Jingri took a deep breath and suddenly turned to Wang Shenyu, his gaze as sharp as a blade.
Wang Shenyu’s face turned pale, and facing Ran Jingri’s blood-red eyes, her scalp tingled.
She stammered, “Gone.”
Ran Jingri was startled and asked sharply, “What do you mean?” Wang Shenyu pursed her lips and said, “At some point, A Zhu switched places with A Tong.
It was A Tong who was engaged to Yutang, and she and Yutang destroyed the altar together.” This sentence stirred up a storm in Ran Jingri’s heart, his anger rising as if it would topple the heavens.
Covered in blood, his eyes were filled with a fierce look, appearing more menacing than a demonic cultivator.
“Li—Qing—xun—” Ran Jingri roared out these three words.
If she had obeyed that day, would things have turned out this way? The ceremony was ruined, the Ran Family’s cave heaven was destroyed… what was all his life’s efforts for? No, perhaps there was still a chance! He gritted his teeth and said, “Where is the body?” Wang Shenyu replied, “It’s still there.” Shi Qingchen didn’t care about Ran Guzhu, so she had the opportunity to retrieve the “corpse.” However, Wang Shenyu glanced at Ran Jingri in confusion, startled by the madness in his eyes.
Hearing these two words, Ran Jingri suddenly laughed.
His eyes shone with a strange light, “Is the Ji Family girl here? No, even if she’s not, it doesn’t matter!” As soon as he finished speaking, his gaze fell on two disheveled figures flying out of the smoke and dust.
The clear laughter echoed among the clouds, and a radiant glow appeared on the golden dragon’s body.
In this dazzling brilliance, the golden dragon transformed into a human form.
She wore a golden dress, her long hair cascading like a waterfall, with a coral hairpin adorned with a string of delicate pearls.
“Dragon Lord?” Ji Yutang, having been a guest at the North Sea Dragon Palace, immediately recognized the newcomer.
However, Jin Biyou and Ran Jingri’s expressions changed dramatically, exchanging glances filled with shock and confusion.
If it were just a true dragon coming to Jiuzhou, it might not be a big deal, but with the Dragon Lord appearing, there was much to ponder.
After all, the true dragons of the North Sea had always kept to themselves!
“What do you mean by this?” Ran Jingri asked, his face tense as he looked at the Dragon Lord.
The Dragon Lord chuckled softly, “She has already cultivated a dragon core, making her a dragon of the North Sea.
Do you think you can bully the younger generation of our Dragon Palace without consequence?”
Ran Jingri gritted his teeth, “But she is human!”
The Dragon Lord gave Ran Jingri a cold glance and replied, “So what?”
Ran Jingri’s face darkened, “Is the Dragon Palace going to oppose Tai Shang?”
“Whether we are or not,” the Dragon Lord retorted, crossing her arms. Her gaze swept over Ran Jingri and Wang Shenyu, and she smiled again, “But I did come today to settle a personal grudge.” She flicked her hand forward , and dozens of dark water droplets appeared in the air.
Ran Jingri knew of the Dragon Lord’s reputation but had never fought her.
He cautiously stepped back, alarm bells ringing in his mind.
“I wonder who offended the Dragon Lord,” Jin Biyou asked calmly.
“Naturally, it was him—” The Dragon Lord’s eyes sharpened, her golden pupils emitting a cold light.
She channeled her power, propelling the dark water droplets, and with a casual flick of her sleeve, the heavy water, as if containing immense force, hurled towards Ran Jingri!
The dark water poured down like a torrential rain.
Ran Jingri, not having fully recovered his strength, underestimated the water and only used a basic defense.
To his surprise, the golden book was like fragile paper, torn apart instantly.
The water crashed onto him like a thousand horses trampling, or countless thunder hammers pounding, sending Ran Jingri flying like a ragdoll to the ground.
The exchange lasted only a moment, and by the time Jin Biyou and Wang Shenyu reacted, Ran Jingri had already been defeated.
“Senior Brother Ran never went to the Dragon Palace, how did he become enemies with the Dragon Lord?” Wang Shenyu demanded angrily.
The Dragon Lord’s eyes were devoid of humor as she coldly replied, “Have you forgotten Li Qingxun?”
Wang Shenyu’s expression changed slightly at the name, and she said sternly, “Li Qingxun has already fallen to demonic ways.
Senior Brother Ran acted righteously, so he has nothing to do with Li Qingxun.
Why blame him?”
The Dragon Lord, a true dragon who had entered the path, was also at the peak of the Primordial Spirit realm.
With the formidable physique and mysterious powers of the dragon lineage, she was difficult to deal with.
If they could persuade the Dragon Lord to leave, it would be best; if not, they would have to fight.
“Who told you I came because of Li Qingxun?” The Dragon Lord looked at Wang Shenyu strangely.
The Nine Abyss Dark Water pressed down on Ran Jingri, grinding him, as a domineering dragon force entered his body.
The Dragon Lord listened with interest to Ran Jingri’s cries of pain and said leisurely, “I came to avenge Li Qingxun.”
The prophecy of the Demon Ancestor’s arrival and Tai Shang’s return ruined Li Qingxun’s life.
But now it was proven that fate could be altered.
The Demon Ancestor and Dao Ancestor were likely just the delusions of those people.
She had waited in the North Sea for a long time, finally finding the right moment.
Seeing Ran Jingri’s repulsive face, how could she resist seeking revenge?
The Dragon Lord waved her sleeve, retracting the Nine Abyss Dark Water, and glanced at the stern-faced Jin Biyou and Wang Shenyu.
She didn’t care, knowing their attention was on Ran Jingri.
Turning to Ji Yutang, she gently patted her shoulder and said slowly, “Let’s go.
If you don’t fall to demonic ways or prove the mysterious, then come back to the North Sea with me.” Without waiting for Ji Yutang’s response, she enveloped her with a sweep of her sleeve.
“She can’t leave—” Ran Jingri struggled to get up.
Jin Biyou frowned at Ran Jingri and said calmly, “But what can we do?” Her gaze shifted to the nearby disciples of the immortal sect, and she put away her sword, waving her dust whisk, “They can know about the Supreme Dao Ancestor.”
Author’s Note: ① “Dao De Jing”
