Chapter 99: Testing Dragon Scales Before Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion
As Lu Qingyang slotted the bronze coffin into the pawnshop counter, the Third Prince's distress Talismanic Incantation ignited the Dragon-head bronze lamp on the eaves of Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion.
He grabbed the shopkeeper's abacus to block the splashing lava, and with a flick of Qingming Sword Qi from his fingertip, he opened the fire lotus remnant map: "Shopkeeper, is this map worth the Third Prince's bounty?"
Before he finished speaking, the bronze mirror reflected eight Chijiao Guards breaking through the waves, with a wave carrying his image from the "East Sea Wanted List" where he was gnawing on a chicken leg with bared teeth.
"It's not enough to pay off a debt, but it's enough to buy your head!" The female shopkeeper flung out golden abacus beads, forming a Dragon-trapping array, but the bead chain was absorbed into golden powder by the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl in his sleeve.
Lu Qingyang slid out of the pawnshop on the coffin lid, and with a backhand, scattered the golden powder towards the pursuers: "Take this to buy joss paper!"
The Qingming Sword then split open the auction's Spirit Stone transport cart; as eighteen High-Grade Spirit Stones rolled into his hidden waist pouch, Xiangliu's poisonous fangs had already shattered half a street's bluestones.
A fallen star sword stele suddenly rose from the auction platform; its inscription and the jade jades in his embrace simultaneously grew hot.
Lu Qingyang kicked away the poisonous fangs, using the force to leap up, and his sword tip touched the Dragon scale armor held by the auctioneer: "These scales smell like a cuckold; could they be from when the Third Prince shed his skin?"
Amidst the laughter from below, the Stinky Tofu Talisman from his sleeve had already stuck to the armor's hidden compartment, pulling out a torn page of the "East Sea Defense Map" that completed the fire lotus pattern.
When the Chijiao Guard's Sea-Burning Halberd array stabbed towards him, Lu Qingyang suddenly overturned the auction display cabinet.
Amidst the flying Water-Avoiding Pearls and Xuanbing Talismans, his left hand reached for the snow fox fur behind the mermaid silk gauze, while his right hand snatched the witch clan secret canon from the appraiser's embrace: "This fur color is perfect for the ladies!"
The bronze mirror reflected the starfall iron in the snow fox fur's interlayer, which collided with the Spirit Stones in his pants pocket, erupting in lightning, blasting the Chijiao Guard backward, charred black.
"Little thief, return my sect's treasure!" The Myriad Sword Sect's sword array transformed into a swimming Dragon and attacked, but its Sword Qi was refracted by his Sea-Stabilizing Pearl onto the auction stage.
After enduring the sword strike, the Dragon scale armor revealed a sea-eye array pattern, creating a siphon effect with the jade jades in Lu Qingyang's embrace.
He took the opportunity to stuff a stinky sock into the armor's collar: "Everyone, bid! The Third Prince's original battle armor!" Amidst the furious Dragon roar, the entire auction building was lifted by towering water columns.
Nine Nether chains suddenly extended from the water curtain, wrapping around Lu Qingyang's ankle and dragging him towards the Demon Abyss.
He flung out the fire lotus remnant map to ignite the chain's Talismanic Incantation, and the Qingming Sword, using the recoil, stabbed towards the sea-eye's array core: "Old Demon Lord, do you even deserve to touch my foot?"
The witch clan secret canon in his embrace automatically turned a page, and the fallen star sword stele actually rose from the seabed, pinning the giant hand condensed from Devilish Qi to the auction building's foundation.
As the lightning erupting from the Third Prince's Dragon horns split the waves, Lu Qingyang was using the bronze coffin to catch the falling auction items.
He grabbed a flowing fire coral and threw it towards the lightning: "I'll accept the betrothal gift first!" But then he turned around and stuffed the coral into the mermaid songstress's shell bra, his fingertips secretly flicking a crying pearl precisely into a mechanism at the bottom of the coffin.
The blue light erupting from the bronze coffin formed a barrier, guiding the lightning into the seabed and creating a thousand-zhang wave wall.
Before the wave wall fell, the Sea-Suppressing Pagoda bell at the top of the auction building suddenly rang on its own.
The bell's sound shattered Lu Qingyang's hidden waist pouch, and eighteen Spirit Stones rolled into the sea-eye array pattern.
As he frantically tried to save them, the Qingming Sword automatically carved a witch clan blood sacrifice Talisman, injecting the Spirit Stone energy into the fallen star sword stele.
The moment the stele's inscription lit up, the entire Demon Abyss rift began to close, and the gushing Devilish Qi was instead refined by the sword stele into a rain of Spirit Stones.
"This was not a loss!" Lu Qingyang opened his robe to catch the Spirit Stones, but a cold sword edge pressed against the back of his neck.
The Wanbao Louzhu held a Flow Splitting Thorn against his vital point, and the Garland on her chest actually matched the pattern of his jade jades.
He tilted his head and blew away a water droplet from the thorn's tip: "Sister, this weapon of yours is much gentler than the Third Prince's Dragon claws."
As he spoke, Food-Eating Ants crawling out of his pant leg had already gnawed through the Garland's golden chain, and the pendant, embedded with half a jade jade, slid into his palm.
A muffled sound came from the seabed, and the closed Demon Abyss suddenly burst open.
Xiangliu's severed body, along with demon generals, rushed out, but its head was pierced by the Sea-Suppressing Pagoda's spire on the auction building.
Lu Qingyang took the opportunity to spin away from the sword edge, and the Qingming Sword flicked off the Louzhu's veil: "So, Sister is..." Before he could finish speaking, the veil transformed into an immortal binding rope, wrapping around his feet, and the Louzhu's pupils glowed with blood-colored runes identical to those in the witch clan secret canon.
"Coffin, come!" He bit his tongue and spat on the bronze coffin, and witch clan curses instantly covered the coffin's body.
The moment the demon general's sharp claws reached for his face, the coffin lid slammed shut, carrying Lu Qingyang through seven layers of sea walls.
As the jade jades in his embrace completely fused with the sea-eye array pattern, the bronze mirror reflected an anomaly in the Sword Tomb a thousand miles away—the bronze coffin that had once escaped was now being slowly dragged towards the Guixu by nine Dragon corpses...
