Chapter 697: Chapter 77: Lost Three Hairs, Secret of the White Tiger
Lu Chengfeng and Red Dog had a hearty drink together, discussing the various changes in the Three Realms, and Lu Chengfeng revealed some of his future plans.
Red Dog was also very curious about his current strength, and naturally couldn’t resist sparring a bit in the middle.
"Taoist Friend Lu, I know I’m not your match, but I’m really curious. I wonder how you managed to advance your strength so rapidly in just a few hundred years."
"Why don’t the two of us have a friendly spar, so I can see what you’re capable of now?"
Lu Chengfeng had no objections, and he smiled as he said, "We’ve known each other for a long time, no need for such formalities. You can call me Chengfeng from now on."
With that, he opened his mouth and exhaled a beam of white light, which transformed into a White Ape upon landing.
This White Ape wielded a Mixed Iron Rod and stood opposite Red Dog.
Red Dog didn’t feel that Lu Chengfeng was looking down on him, but rather felt immense pressure, as if the White Ape was not a mere divine transformation but a terrifying Great Demon King.
The fierce will to battle the heavens and shatter the skies made him shudder, with a chill running from his spine all the way to his tail.
He couldn’t sit still any longer, sprang up, drew his Lifebound Divine Weapon, the Red Mist Saber, and solemnly said, "Please give me guidance."
The White Ape nodded and then asked, "Are you ready? You can make the first move. If I strike, you won’t have a chance."
Red Dog took a deep breath. The Path of Devouring the Sun he cultivated allowed him to devour the enemy’s magic and divine techniques, transforming them into the purest Origin Essence Qi to enhance his mana and nourish his form and spirit.
His Lifebound Divine Techniques were very similar to the Path of Devouring, having originally evolved from it, though they also incorporated other Heavenly Great Taos.
However, his Lifebound Divine Techniques were not particularly strong offensively; most of his combat power lay in his physical body and combat techniques. Coupled with the Sun-Devouring Divine Techniques, he was almost Immune to All Laws and Indestructible like a Vajra.
Upon hearing the words, he was neither shocked nor angry, but instead took a deep breath, his eyes becoming extremely solemn. After a brief moment of silence, he suddenly made his move.
The saber light was like a bright white thread, instantly tearing through the Void. At that moment, even sound disappeared, and only this dazzling brilliance illuminated heaven and earth.
Buzz!
The White Ape held the rod in one hand, its pupils reflecting the terrifying saber light, yet it remained unmoving.
Boom!
The saber light struck its forehead, surprisingly sparking flashes of electricity, followed by three white hairs falling.
The White Ape slowly spoke, "Not bad, that strike had something, managing to cut off three of my hairs."
"Next, it’s my turn to strike."
Seeing this, Red Dog turned pale. He had given his all, yet couldn’t even break through the defense. Such physical resilience was more terrifying than his own.
Truly, if he got hit by that monkey, his life would be forfeit.
His mouth twitched slightly, and he quickly said, "No, no, I suddenly remembered I need to stabilize my cultivation after just coming out."
"Lu..." He paused slightly and then changed his address, "Brother Lu, let’s drink together next time."
With that, he transformed into a beam of red light and hurriedly fled, as if afraid the White Ape would strike him from behind with the rod.
Lu Chengfeng couldn’t help but chuckle softly, knowing that Red Dog was fully convinced of his strength now, allowing him to call him brother.
After all, in the path of the Great Tao, the capable are revered.
Even in the past, despite the connection with Cyan Nether Celestial Venerate, Red Dog had cared for him but didn’t really regard him highly.
Today’s event completely changed that.
Lu Chengfeng raised his wine cup and drank the Cinnamon Cloud Dew in one gulp, feeling as if he were strolling in the Moon Palace, stepping on light clouds, bathed in moonlight, with body and mind at ease.
"Since you won’t fight me, I’ll have to go find my little White Tiger, hahaha!"
With a sweep of his sleeve, he gathered all the drinking utensils and then, with a faint scent of alcohol, headed toward the mountain ridge at the back. The White Tiger Divine Venerate had been living there all these years, not moving into the palace.
As he left, the White Ape also transformed into a beam of white light and soon disappeared.
...
Not long after, Lu Chengfeng arrived at the mountain forest behind.
"Hahaha, little White Tiger, your man has come to find you again."
The White Tiger Divine Venerate, clad in a Silver Battle Armor, sat alone on the mountain ridge, bathing in the heavenly wind, receiving the radiance of the sun, moon, and stars, inhaling the Qi from all directions, honing her cultivation.
Her black hair cascaded like a waterfall, her skin fair as snow, white as jade. Though her demeanor was cold and her expression indifferent, she was as enchanting and beautiful as a lotus on a snowy mountain.
Upon hearing Lu Chengfeng’s voice, her expression changed slightly, and she instinctively wanted to flee.
But quickly, a hand stretched out from the Void, grabbing her small waist, "Little White Tiger, where are you running to?"
Lu Chengfeng revealed himself and directly embraced the woman.
"You really are a rogue." The White Tiger Divine Venerate said helplessly.
...
Time flowed, the tiger roared in the mountains, grass and trees quivered.
Accompanied by the sound of fierce collisions, the White Tiger once again found herself kneeling on the ground, completely exhausted, allowing her opponent to do whatever they wanted.
"You, you bastard, do you think I’ll submit so easily?"
The White Tiger Divine Venerate scolded angrily, but even her voice was tinged with fatigue and sorrow.
At this time, Lu Chengfeng had mastered the Eight Great Celestial Transformations, Yin Yang Five Elements, Void Time, Karma Creation, all fused into his transformations. Each move he made was suffused with the endless Tao Rhyme.
It was as if he had become the embodiment of the Great Tao itself.
