Chapter 485: Chapter 485: Young Venerable Jiang Daokong?
"Hmph!"
Just then, another cold snort echoed. This one didn’t come from Long Aosen, but from a different Female Cultivator.
The Female Cultivator’s face was veiled by a light gauze, obscuring her features.
Even so, her devilishly enchanting figure was still incredibly eye-catching.
"What Kunpeng Divine Son? How could the Goddess of our Heavenly Butterfly Soul Clan possibly marry him? Our Goddess is nobility itself! What does she have to do with some Celestial Secret Divine Son of your Human Race? It’s utterly shameless, absolutely ridiculous!"
The woman’s tone was extremely hostile.
"That’s a Saintess from the Heavenly Butterfly Soul Clan named ’Die Ling’. I’ve seen her fight a Demon before. She killed the Demon and used Refinement on it to create Soul Origin. Her strength is extraordinary."
"No wonder she’s upset. The Heavenly Butterfly Soul Clan is incredibly proud. For their Goddess’s marriage proposal to be rejected is a great shame and humiliation. How could they not be angry when they care so much about face?"
"I don’t know if it’s true or not, but given how beautiful the women of the Heavenly Butterfly Soul Clan are, it must have been incredibly difficult for the Celestial Secret Divine Son to refuse!"
"Hahaha, the Celestial Secret Divine Son is great in every way, just a little too wicked. But, haha, I like it."
"That’s his true nature! It’s much better than some hypocrite, don’t you think? No matter how wicked the Celestial Secret Divine Son is, I still like him!"
Many Cultivators immediately started chattering about this topic.
The direction of the conversation started to go off the rails, eventually even veering into the topic of... stamina. It reached a point where even the old man and Ye Tianling himself felt rather awkward.
Die Ling stood up in a huff. Without another word, she turned and stormed out of the Enlightenment Tea House.
"Little bastard, are you done yet? Didn’t you want to fight me? I, the Saint Son, will crush you today!"
At this point, Long Aosen couldn’t stand it anymore either. He shot to his feet, glanced out the window, and with a single thought, leaped straight out.
Hovering in the empty space outside the window, Long Aosen directly provoked Chu Shaocheng.
"It’ll be a little longer, don’t be hasty. Wait until I’ve had my fill of food and drink. Then I’ll give you a proper fight and show you that even an ordinary Cultivator of our Human Race is far stronger than your so-called Saint Son and Saintess!"
Chu Shaocheng did not go out immediately. Instead, he leisurely continued to sip his tea.
"Hah, then I’ll let you live for a few dozen more breaths!"
Long Aosen no longer restrained his killing intent; it manifested with chilling directness.
He stood in the void, his eyes lightly closed, calmly composing himself as he awaited the imminent battle of slaughter.
Even though he looked down on Human Race Cultivators, he would never underestimate an opponent in battle. This was the current rule of the Cyan Dragon Race: go all out in every fight.
Any member of the Dragon Race who brought shame upon them in the outside world would face the most severe punishment.
"Once, there were many Saint Son and Saintess of the Dragon Race who were just as shameless as you. Later, they were all crushed by the Celestial Secret Divine Son and never got to witness the splendor of this new era. Since you’re so eager to die, I’ll be happy to oblige you!"
Chu Shaocheng stood up, walked to the window, and likewise flew out.
"Master, who do you think will win their fight?"
Xu’er asked the elderly man.
The old man stroked his beard, gave Chu Shaocheng and Long Aosen a deep look, and said, "Their strengths are about equal. The Dragon Race member is more vicious. While this young man is full of hot-blooded passion, his Realm is slightly unstable, and he’s not ruthless or decisive enough. He’s likely at a slight disadvantage."
Worry immediately appeared in Xu’er’s eyes. "Then, then what should we do?"
The elderly man smiled. "You hope the young man will win?"
Xu’er said, "Because he’s on the same side as the Celestial Secret Divine Son! I don’t like that Dragon Race youth. Master, when the time comes, can you step in and save him?"
The elderly man shook his head. "For something like this, it’s best we just watch. I brought you here mainly to see the battle between Ye Cangkun and Ancient Fairy. That is the one truly worth our attention."
Xu’er pouted, clearly a little displeased.
The elderly man added, "Ancient Fairy is the Celestial Secret Divine Son’s Disciple. Think about it. If Ancient Fairy has appeared, might the Celestial Secret Divine Son appear as well? Weren’t you just saying you wanted to see the ’Kunpeng Divine Son’? This might be your chance!"
Xu’er rolled her eyes at the old man. "Master, I just want to know how powerful that Celestial Secret Divine Son really is! If he’s too powerful, I’ll just use a bit of my Charm techniques and make him submit to my ’Brother Jiang Daokong’. Brother Jiang Daokong would definitely be very pleased with that."
"After all, Brother Jiang Daokong is a true Young Venerable; he doesn’t care about people like them. But this Kunpeng Divine Son is the only one who has piqued his interest. He wants to recruit him as a subordinate."
Hearing this, the elderly man’s expression turned serious. "Xu’er, you must not entertain such thoughts. Besides, I’ve told you before, that Jiang Daokong harbors sinister intentions. And you still want to help him recruit subordinates? I thought you had taken a liking to the Celestial Secret Divine Son and were considering him as a dao companion!"
Xu’er said petulantly, "Of course not! In this world, who can compare to the Young Venerable, Jiang Daokong? The Celestial Secret Divine Son, the Peacock Divine Son... they’re all far too inferior, not even on the same level! If I, Xiao Wanxu, am to fall for someone, it will naturally be the most outstanding Young Venerable, not some little loaches like these Divine Children and Saint Sons."
Hearing her words, the elderly man’s expression grew much more complicated, but he said no more.
A hint of worry appeared in his eyes.
They had lowered their voices for their conversation, and by the end, no other Cultivator could hear them—except for Ye Tianling.
’A Young Venerable has appeared, too?’
’This era... is getting interesting.’
Ye Tianling murmured to himself. He took another look at ’Xiao Wanxu’ but wasn’t particularly impressed.
In terms of being adorably dorky, the girl was indeed notable, but she couldn’t compare to Ancient Fairy or Little Mink. She wasn’t even on par with Xu Hanyan.
But when it came to being bossy and arrogant, she was the clear winner.
Ye Tianling withdrew his gaze and focused on the scene outside the window.
The old man was right. Chu Shaocheng was indeed strong, but there was a definite gap between him and Long Aosen.
And this was with Long Aosen not even having activated his humanoid battle form.
If Long Aosen were to use his humanoid battle form, Chu Shaocheng would likely be in real trouble.
’He’s fighting for me. Chu Shaocheng, you really are a true friend.’
Ye Tianling murmured to himself, then stood up and walked to the window.
"VMMMM—"
Just then, Long Aosen did indeed activate his Dragon Blood, burning his vital energy and blood to manifest his humanoid battle form.
His body was covered in Dragon Scales that shimmered like Battle Armor in the sunlight.
The sharp bone spurs all over his body were chilling and sinister.
"BOOM—"
The next moment, Long Aosen unleashed the Emperor’s Qi Dragon Swallowing Heaven Divine Technique, lunging toward Chu Shaocheng to devour him.
With such Battle Power and at such a Realm, his opening move was his strongest attack—a combination of his Totem Battle Soul and the Killing Dao. Chu Shaocheng was immediately plunged into crisis.
It wasn’t that he couldn’t withstand a single blow, but Long Aosen was simply too ferocious, unleashing his strongest attack from the very start. With just one move, Chu Shaocheng was forced onto the defensive.
