Chapter 503: Domineering Charmander, tsundere never goes out of style! The Dragon Lord was arrested by the Tianji Sect's masters, leaving Yang Fushuo alone outside. Shu Zong's claws and teeth are exposed. Yang Fushuo was about to accept the consequences of his own arrogance. "Why is it so, Fu Shuo?" Yang Keun Suk said with a look of disappointment. "External force is only external force after all. Using the force of others to counter the force is the best strategy. How could such a smart child suddenly become like this?" "Is this really such a big blow to you?" This is a bit unlike Yang Fushuo. Although his alchemy and behavior were difficult to understand in the past, his mind has always been very flexible because he received modern education from his ancestors since childhood. And now he has become so paranoid and violent.
Although Yang Keun Suk had a lot to say at this time, he still didn't know how to start. "After all, Fu Shuo is a member of my Yang family. I can't just watch him die." Yang Keun Suk sighed and called out to Yang Qiang. After explaining the whole story, he asked: "Qiang'er, can you save your uncle's life?" Yang Qiang immediately analyzed: "Without the [Heavenly Secret Shuttle Order], I cannot go to Lingmiao Continent, but I can wait for my master in the Demon-Subduing Vein. If the Dragon Lord is imprisoned in the Demon-Subduing Vein, I can try to plead for mercy, but..." At the end of his speech, Yang Qiang had a strange expression on his face. "Ancestor, although my two masters are extremely powerful, the Dragon Clan has the Dragon God Palace. I don't know how many tricks they have hidden. I'm afraid things are not that simple." "Oh?" Yang Genshuo now turned his gaze to the pure white area outside Shuzong again, and there was no movement inside. "No. If they were to fight, the little fire dragon would surely be able to break through the seal. With the spiritual power leaking out, it would definitely not be so quiet." The little fire dragon can suppress an entire sect with just a single move. If it really fights to the death, the battle will surely cause the sky to collapse and the earth to crack, and rivers to flow backwards. It's impossible to be so relaxed in there. Moreover, Yang Genshuo believed that the secret treasures in the Dragon Palace would definitely not be less than those in the ancient secret realms of the Twelve Dynasties of the human race. The Dragon God Palace, which was once explored by cultivators from the entire Lingmiao Continent, was nothing more than a scrap of the real heritage of the palace. When it was released, the entire Lingmiao Continent, from the Qi training to the Nascent Soul stage, was in an uproar. The true dragon heritage. Yang Keun Suk nodded secretly, thinking that Yang Qiang's observation was very detailed. Since Yang Qiang can’t come over now, we might as well wait and see what happens. But the people of Shu Sect do not have such vision. In their perception, Tianji Sect is already invincible and spans thousands of worlds. There is no enemy that they cannot defeat. Even if it is a giant dragon in the God Transformation Stage, it would just be a little more trouble. "Yang Fushuo, do you admit your guilt?" Yan Wujiu rose into the air, stepping on a book of justice, like a walking prophet in the world.
Yang Keun Suk's eyes gleamed. "A top-grade spiritual weapon. What a great master of the Shu Sect! All his magic weapons are top-notch." Yang Genshuo knew after just two glances that this magic weapon was simply not something the Yang family could resist. It was too terrifying. When the magic weapon is activated, the space within a certain range can be distorted, making it impossible for the enemy to control his own spiritual power and act according to his rules. For the Nascent Soul stage, this is an excellent magic weapon to increase the domain. The Yang family is now unable to activate this existence. "Just looking at the introduction, it's better than Feng's [Ancient Coins] and [Ancient Jars]" "This is the foundation of the ten great immortal sects." Yang Fushuo was blown away by the pressure at this moment, as if he was suppressed by the law of heaven. He collapsed to the ground like a dog about to be beaten to death. "Haha~ There is only a wrong name, not a wrong nickname. The sanctimonious storyteller is indeed the best interpretation of the Book Sect." "I was indeed shaken before. I thought that your Shu Sect would also take into account the reputation of the Ten Great Immortal Sects. There are others chasing me. I didn't expect that you could lie so naturally." "Compared to my [Immortal Pill] that makes people hallucinate, you big mouths that distort the facts are the real devil in Lingmiao Continent. The devil who claims to be the righteous way is more despicable than the real devil!" Yang Fushuo was still angry, but his eyes were now full of sarcasm. The Shu Sect leader Yan Wujiu snorted coldly: "The victors are the kings and the losers are the bandits. History is written by us the winners. From today on, your behavior will become a black history of Lingmiao Continent, a piece of magic alchemist news that countless people will talk about after dinner." The great elder Qu Wuyou looked at the tense situation between the two sides and took the initiative to smooth things over. "Although this young friend's previous behavior was quite flawed, for the sake of the dragon clan and because I really value talent, why don't you join my Shu Sect, practice my Shu Sect's Taoism, and refine some righteous pills in the future? How do you think?" "Let me be your dog? Dream on! I really shouldn't have said that much nonsense. I should have just let the Dragon Lord slap you two to death." Yang Fushuo sneered, not caring about the oppression from these two Yuanying bosses. And Yan Wujiu had lost his patience. "Since you want to die, then stay here!" "With my [Speaking of Justice], I will wipe out all evil!" A brilliant white light emanated from Yan Wujiu's mouth, and this destructive attack that could destroy a Jindan stage person came crushing towards Yang Fushuo! Just seeing him makes people want to worship and surrender, but Yang Fushuo still stands proudly. There is no fear of death in his eyes, only a desire for strength! "Who dares!!!" Roar! ! ! A huge fire dragon tore through the white space and instantly blocked Yang Fushuo's way. boom! This [Word of Justice] fell on the Dragon Lord like water splashing on a stone, splashing only some ripples on the dazzling dragon scales, and then had no other effect. The little fire dragon stood up, 400 meters tall, and looked at the monks like ants. "Who told you to move?"
"Your Majesty!" boom! ! ! A red light flashed, forming a nebula-like scene, crushing down towards Shu Zong! In an instant, the entire Shu clan knelt down. Even the most dignified Shu Sect's leader and grand elder only held on for a few breaths before their legs disobeyed and fell to their knees in mid-air. No matter what form of attack the top-grade spiritual weapon [Book of Axioms] launched, it was like bubbles under the top-level pressure of Charmander, who was in the Spiritual Realm. One force can defeat ten! Charmander demonstrated this sentence vividly. In front of her strength, no one can stand up to her. When she glanced around, none of the millions of disciples of the Book of Calligraphy, who was known for writing about injustice, dared to look at her. Just when she was about to show her power, Lingjizi and Yuhengzi walked out from the space that had just been torn apart. "Lord of the Dragon Clan, how long are you going to make trouble?" "According to the agreement, you should go back." The two of them shook their heads at Charmander, signaling her not to make any more mistakes. The standing fire dragon spewed out two breaths of angry flames and spoke to the Shu Sect monks who were kneeling together. "You are good at storytelling, right? Then help me pass on a message." "Whoever wants him dead, I will kill him." These eight simple words conveyed an endless threat. The Shu Sect Master and the Great Elder were sweating profusely, as if they saw death waving at them. "I will keep your words in mind, Senior!" "From now on, my Shu Sect is the home of little brother Yang Fushuo. He can come and go as he pleases. I will never let him suffer any grievances in Shu Sect. All the unpleasantness before has completely disappeared like a wrong story." The two Yuanying stage ancestors were just short of swearing a poisonous oath. After getting a satisfactory answer, the giant dragon stretched out one of its slender toes and hooked up Yang Fushuo's Taoist robe. "let's go." The little fire dragon took Yang Fushuo away and disappeared into the horizon. Only the people of Shu Sect who were still frightened were left, and Lingjizi who shook his head at the Sect Master. "It's already chaotic enough outside. This Lingmiao Continent is the foundation of our human cultivators. We can't let it get any more chaotic." "The power of the Dragon Lord is not something my brothers and sisters can forcibly retain. You will have to take care of yourself in the future." As the two people were talking, a hole opened up in the space behind them, and a token slowly glowed in it. The two disappeared into the cave. The Shu Sect Master and the Great Elder were silent for a moment, both with bitter expressions on their faces. "This time, our Shu Sect has been humiliated to the core."
"Why would the Dragon Clan stand up for such a person? What is the connection between the Yang family and the Dragon Clan?" "Go find some people to investigate, but remember, don't reveal your true identity, and don't harbor hostility. We can't bear the wrath of the Dragon Lord." Not only the two old ancestors were bitter, all the Shu Sect disciples were also in an uproar, and some even used secret methods to refine this story and turned it into their own reserve story library, which they would use to spread in the future to increase their own cultivation. The Shuzong storyteller makes a living by writing and telling stories, and his skills increase with the quality and popularity of his stories. Large stories like this with twists and turns are the best-selling and bring the greatest improvement in cultivation. It is conceivable that these monks of the Shu Sect, in order to improve their cultivation, will spread this news throughout the Lingmiao Continent the next day. They have no sense of sect honor or morality. The more eye-catching and discussion-provoking stories they are, the more they like to write. Qu Wuyou glanced at Yan Wujiu. "Don't let the monks on the mainland know about this kind of scandal." "Yeah, that makes sense." Yan Wujiu raised his [Book of Justice] and chanted: "It's just a dream, it seems real or unreal, justice is only in my heart" Circles of rippling light spread towards the millions of disciples of Shu Sect. All the disciples closed their eyes, opened them after a moment, scratched their heads, and continued doing what they were doing before. Everything that just happened seemed to have never existed. Only Yan Wujiu and Qu Wuyou remembered the humiliation that had just occurred, but they were both confused again. 'Can I still cultivate to the Spiritual Transformation Stage in this lifetime?' Revenge is a long way off. They don’t have any domineering dragon that descends from the sky to save the assassinated young alchemist. At this moment, both of them were a little envious of Yang Fushuo. At this time, the protagonist was sitting on the dragon's back, leaning on his hand and thinking about life. He finally got his wish and rode Charmander. But he wasn't happy either. "You have already taken revenge. Even if Shu Zong went back on his word, they were just a pusher. It was the two family patriarchs who went looking for the Ghost Shadow Building. Now that they are dead, Shu Zong is completely scared. You have already achieved your wish. What else is there to be unhappy about?" Charmander asked doubtfully. Yang Fushuo sighed at this time and stroked the red dragon scales on the back of the little fire dragon. "What about you? What price have you paid for me? The two old Taoists from the Tianji Sect won't let you go so easily, right?" Charmander was silent for a moment, then sighed softly. "It's nothing more than Huilong Palace. There's nothing fun in Lingmiao Continent. I don't want to go there. Didn't I live well before? I've wanted to go back and lie down and eat fried chicken for a long time!" Charmander said with a nonchalant tone. Just by listening to the tone, Yang Fushuo knew that the little fire dragon who had mustered up the courage to come to Lingmiao Continent, after seeing the colorful world outside, how could he be willing to go back to the Dragon Palace where there were only treasures and ghosts? On the way here, she also said that when she returns, she will bring her brothers, sisters, and other dragons out to play together.
Now it seems that the Tianji Sect no longer allows it. Yang Fushuo didn't say anything sentimental. He had calmed down at this moment. He no longer had the paranoid and crazy feeling he had before. He stroked the dragon scales. "The friendship of the dragon clan will always exist in my heart. I will not let you down." "Damn dragons! This is me, the great dragon master, Kuntukuta Katikotsuwasirasong, showing mercy to you! These days, they belong only to you and me." Yang Fushuo bit his lip and nodded. "Well, it only belongs to you and me. If the identities are reversed in the future and you are hunted by someone, I will save you no matter what the situation is, even if it means I will be torn to pieces." "Hmph~ Just you? Instead of talking so much nonsense, why not do something practical." "for example?" The 400-meter-long dragon stopped in the air, slowly retracted and turned into a red-haired girl. With a smile on her face, she stroked Yang Fushuo's head. She straightened her waist and sat directly on his shoulders. "Look at my skill in controlling people!" Yang Fushuo hugged her calves, took a deep breath, and said helplessly: "I can't fly as fast as you" "Trash attack!!!" The little fire dragon rode on Yang Fushuo, and flew slowly back to the Yang family residence with laughter all the way. Finally, he opened the [Dragon God Order] and returned to the Dragon God Palace. She also didn't explain why she had to fly for half a month to the Yang Family's base to open the [Dragon God Order] which could be opened anywhere in Lingmiao Continent. Yang Fushuo, who was always smart, couldn't see any problem with these. After returning home, he quietly packed his things and returned to Qidan Tower. He greeted Tao Fu, the shopkeeper who had been guarding this three-acre land for him. "Starting today, continue selling [Immortal Pills]!" "Expand the scale and produce more! I want to let Lingmiao Continent know that I, Yang Fushuo, am back!" As Yang Fushuo's most trusted shopkeeper, Tao Fu has heard a lot of rumors these days. Among them are the eight words sung by Shuzong. "Whoever wants him dead, I will kill him - Dragon Clan Lord and Yang Fushuo's visit to Shu Zong. It has spread throughout the past half month. The Yunyin Lingzong no longer cared about Yang Fushuo's Qidan Tower, and the leader Chen Yuan even asked the deputy leader of the Dan Pavilion, Du Yuyan, to return a batch of [Immortal Pills] that had been seized previously. Although the little fire dragon returned to the Dragon Palace, Qidanlou came back to life again. And this time, no one dared to provoke him. After explaining everything, Yang Fushuo walked towards the backyard. "Tao Fu, I'm going to go into seclusion." "Are you going to break through?"
"No, I have already broken through to the Golden Core." "What about you?" "I want to make a fourth-grade [Immortal Pill] so that the Golden Core Stage cultivators can't leave me." (End of this chapter)