Chapter 124: Heaven’s Sword Summons Thunder, Jiao Dragon Divine Son Defeated in an Instant!
It was the tendon of a Jiao Dragon! These people didn’t extract the dragon tendon to refine magical artifacts but were using it as a rope for jumping games?!
“Outrageous!!” Yan Qing roared, his voice shaking the heavens. In an instant, the terrifying aura of his Celestial Realm surged, accompanied by the majestic power of the Azure Dragon bloodline.
Behind him, waves rose a hundred feet high!
Meanwhile, the Island Lord and Lu Miaoyin, along with all of Qinglian Immortal Island’s forces, had already gathered at the front. They knew that the Jiao Dragon Clan, in their fury, would inevitably come seeking revenge, so they had prepared in advance.
“Is that the Jiao Dragon Divine Son, Yan Qing?”
“Yes, the lucky one who obtained the ancient dragon bloodline!”
“Indeed, he’s already in the Celestial Realm at such a young age.”
“He actually came in person… and with so many powerful experts. I fear today won’t end well.”
People whispered among themselves as Yan Qing appeared. Lin Qi’an received a system notification.
[Destined Child “Yan Qing” Detected]
Destined Child: Yan Qing
Secret Treasure: Overturning Sea Trident
Luck: 600 (Purple)
Luck Core: Azure Dragon Bloodline
Current Kill Reward: None
Lin Qi’an’s evaluation: A worthless Destined Child.
The Azure Dragon bloodline was of no use to someone like him, who possessed the Ancestral Dragon bloodline.
With this type of Destined Child, Lin Qi’an could slowly diminish his luck for rewards if he was in the mood. If not, he could simply kill him without any hesitation.
…
Yan Qing’s thundering voice echoed across Qinglian Immortal Island.
“You dare extract the tendons of my Jiao Dragon Clan and play with them like this?!”
“And how do you justify slaughtering and harming ten innocent young girls?!” someone retorted loudly.
“Hmph, in sect conflicts, strength rules all. If you’re weaker, being killed or tortured is your own fault.”
“Well said.” Lu Miaoyin responded calmly, “In that case, having your dragon tendons extracted was your own doing, and you’ve no one else to blame.”
“Good!”
“What courage from the Qinglian Saintess!”
“Whoever extracted the dragon tendon, come forth and face your death!”
Yan Qing’s roar spread across the entire Qinglian Immortal Island, as loud as thunder, and the force of his voice sent towering waves crashing against the shore.
“I’ll give you ten breaths. For every breath you’re late, I’ll kill another person!”
…
“No need for ten breaths. It was me.” A stunningly beautiful woman in white, as graceful as a fairy, appeared in the sky. Her pristine white robes made her look like a goddess from the moon.
For a moment, Yan Qing was mesmerized. He hadn’t expected to find a woman here even more beautiful than the Qinglian Saintess! This Qinglian Immortal Island might be lacking in strength, but it certainly wasn’t short on beautiful women.
The nature of dragons was lustful by instinct. Yan Qing had tasted the flesh of countless human women, more than he could count, but such a peerless beauty was something he had never encountered.
“It was you who extracted the dragon tendon?” Yan Qing asked.
“Yes.”
“Hahaha!” Yan Qing laughed, “Such a powerful woman! I like you even more.”
“I’ll give you an opportunity,” he declared arrogantly. “You and the Qinglian Saintess, both of you can become my women. Hand over ten more girls, and perhaps I won’t hold a grudge today.”
He spoke as though he were offering Qinglian Immortal Island a great favor.
However, the people of Qinglian Immortal Island merely sneered inwardly at his words. This fool dared to covet the Beiyang’s prince woman? Even the crown prince of Tai’an couldn’t win her favor, and yet you think you can? Hah! There’s bound to be a good show soon…
“Why are you hesitating? Don’t blame me for not giving you a chance!” Yan Qing’s patience was nearing its end as he noticed both women unmoved. Some people even seemed to be mocking him in secret.
Did they really think he wouldn’t slaughter them all? Given Qinglian Immortal Island’s strength, they didn’t stand a chance against the Jiao Dragon Clan in an all-out fight. These fools were truly overestimating themselves.
Just as Yan Qing was about to make an example of someone, something stirred on the ground.
Three Jiao Dragons appeared, slithering upward in their true forms! Their bodies twisted and linked, forming a long, winding path!
Why were there Jiao Dragons here? A large question loomed in Yan Qing’s mind.
Next, a man dressed in immaculate white robes, as pure as snow, slowly walked along the path formed by the Jiao Dragons’ bodies. His hands were clasped behind his back as he strolled casually, as if taking a leisurely walk through a garden.
He… was walking on our Jiao Dragons as if they were mere stepping stones!
At that moment, all the Jiao Dragon Clan members were shocked beyond belief. Such brazen behavior— it was as if he had slapped every Jiao Dragon across the face!
When Yan Qing looked at the Jiao Dragons again, their eyes were filled with fear and submission, without a trace of pride.
“He is… the Beiyang Crown Prince!” Someone recognized the white-robed man, and their voice triggered a tidal wave of shock among the crowd.
“Beiyang Crown Prince?!”
“The son of the Sword Emperor!”
“I remember now… Beiyang once captured Jiao Dragons and used them to pull carriages!”
“Yes, it was Beiyang Crown Prince Lin Qi’an, him!”
Rage ignited like wildfire among the Jiao Dragon Clan. They prided themselves as members of a noble dragon lineage, yet their kin were being used as beasts of burden to pull carriages!
And now, their dragon tendons had been extracted by this very Beiyang Crown Prince’s people, to be used as skipping ropes. How could they tolerate this? They couldn’t!
[Yan Qing, Hatred Value: 100]
While the Jiao Dragon Clan burned with fury, the people of Qinglian Immortal Island gazed at Lin Qi’an with admiration.
He stood with poise, his feet atop the Jiao Dragon, dressed in spotless white robes, radiating an aura of transcendence. The Beiyang Crown Prince had shocked everyone with his sheer presence.
He was too impressive, too awe-inspiring! How could any woman not fall for a man like him? Especially the maids, whose favorite pastime was watching their master make such grand displays, secretly feeling proud.
‘This is my man, isn’t he amazing?’ they thought.
“Beiyang Crown Prince Lin Qi’an?” Yan Qing still maintained a semblance of rationality. Knowing that rash action was unwise, he tried to reason first. “This matter concerns Xiling; don’t you think you’re overstepping?”
“I heard you’ve taken an interest in one of my maids?” Lin Qi’an’s smile carried a bone-chilling coldness. Several members of the Jiao Dragon Clan instinctively shivered.
“I wouldn’t dare…” Yan Qing clenched his fists, grinding his teeth in secret. He wouldn’t dare admit it in front of Lin Qi’an.
“How about this, I’ll give you a choice,” Lin Qi’an said casually. “Leave behind your dragon tendon, and I’ll let you live.”
Everyone was stunned! The Crown Prince had demanded the tendon of the Jiao Dragon Divine Son? That was worse than killing him! It was akin to trampling on the pride of a noble Divine Son and humiliating him.
Wait—did the Crown Prince have a special obsession with dragon tendons? He had left no room for negotiation: either give up the tendon, or die. The Jiao Dragon Clan seethed with rage, but they didn’t dare voice their anger.
Meanwhile, the people of Qinglian Immortal Island felt a sense of catharsis. Watching Lin Qi’an oppress the Jiao Dragons, leaving them without the courage to retaliate, was incredibly satisfying.
“You’ve gone too far!” Yan Qing trembled with fury. “We’re far from Tianjian City. Aren’t you afraid we’ll go all out, forcing a mutual destruction?”
“Oh, are you threatening me? I don’t like being threatened,” Lin Qi’an replied calmly. “Aunt You, why don’t you go in and kill a few?”
“Understood.”
Ripples spread through the air. In the blink of an eye, several Jiao Dragon Clan members behind Yan Qing had their heads severed, blood spraying wildly. Everyone was terrified!
Their backs went cold, and no one dared to move. The Beiyang Crown Prince had killed without hesitation, showing no concern for the consequences.
Did he not know this was Xiling Temple’s territory? Acting beyond his jurisdiction was a direct slap in Xiling Temple’s face!
“Lin Qi’an, you want my dragon tendon? Come and take it yourself, if you dare!” Yan Qing shouted, his eyes burning with rage.
“Very well,” Lin Qi’an agreed without hesitation. After all, he preferred to collect the reward for killing an enemy himself.
Three swords flew out—Nine Yang Divine Sword, Ice Soul Divine Sword, and the Seven Stars Dragon Spring Sword. The combined power of three Sacred Rank weapons surged, terrifying as an ancient beast waking from its slumber.
In an instant, the waves reversed direction, space rippled, and countless rocks crumbled under the invisible force.
“Come on, then!” Yan Qing’s cold gaze flashed. ’If you want my dragon tendon, I’ll take your life!’ He thought. If death was inevitable, taking the life of the Beiyang Crown Prince would be a huge victory.
Clang!
Swords clashed with the trident, sparks flying. The sea beneath them erupted into towering waves, like a nuclear explosion in the water, shaking the heavens and earth.
With the first exchange, Yan Qing’s expression changed. The pressure from Lin Qi’an’s three swords was like a mountain pressing down—impossible to resist directly!
Crack!
The Sacred Rank trident shattered into pieces. A Sacred Weapon, destroyed in the first round.
Everyone was in shock.
Yan Qing, too, was stunned. His hands were torn, blood spraying from his mouth. Like a cannonball, he was blasted into the sea, sending up a massive splash.
“Divine Son!” The Jiao Dragon Clan members were ashen-faced.
Suddenly, a deep dragon roar erupted from the depths of the sea.
“Roar!”
The water turned into a vortex as a hundred-meter-long Jiao Dragon broke through the surface, bringing with it a torrential downpour.
This Jiao Dragon was different from ordinary ones; beneath its iron-hard scales shimmered a faint azure glow. It was the Azure Dragon bloodline!
The overwhelming dragon aura forced many members of the Jiao Dragon Clan to bow in submission.
“The Divine Son has activated the power of the Azure Dragon bloodline!”
“So powerful…”
The Azure Dragon, also known as the Green Dragon, was one of the four sacred beasts. Gaining its bloodline could allow even lowly Jiao Dragons to soar into prominence, their power increasing dramatically! This was why the Divine Son had earned the favor of the emissary from the Kui Dragon Clan.
“Tsunami Skyfall!” A three hundred-fifty-meter-high tsunami rose, and the countless whitewater waves condensed into hundreds of shimmering water spears. They shot toward Lin Qi’an like arrows leaving a bowstring.
Thousands of spears flew out, blotting the sky and shaking the heavens!
Even from a distance, the scene filled onlookers with dread. Many thought the Beiyang Crown Prince was in for a fierce battle. But when it came to facing an opponent in the same realm, Lin Qi’an didn’t even bother using his dragon might.
With ease, he recalled his three swords, which swirled around him defensively, shattering the incoming spears without any difficulty.
Then, he raised his fourth sword—Thunderstrike! The sword glowed with dazzling lightning, blinding to behold.
“The Crown Prince is using four Sacred Weapons!”
“Is he crazy? Are Sacred Weapons so common for him?”
“Wait, what’s happening?”
The sky had already darkened with rolling clouds, and it seemed like thunder dragons were dancing within, ready to strike at any moment. Sensing the overwhelming destructive energy in the clouds, the surrounding cultivators grew fearful and shouted:
“Everyone, get away from the Crown Prince, protect yourselves!”
“Metal-elemental Tribulation Lightning.”
Boom!
The sky exploded with a deafening roar. A streak of golden lightning burst from the clouds, crashing down with the power to destroy everything.
Suspended midair, Lin Qi’an stood in his white robes, immaculate as ever, his sword guiding the heavenly thunder.
The lightning struck.
The clouds split apart!
Space distorted!
The sea churned wildly!
The crowd collectively retreated in shock. Just the force of that single bolt caused countless hearts to quake, nearly making some cough up blood.
Yan Qing was forced to confront it head-on. His dragon horns glowed as he braced himself against the thunder, trying to defy the heavens’ might.
“The Crown Prince… summoned the Purple Heaven Divine Thunder?”
“Heavenly tribulation lightning cannot be blocked! Divine Son, retreat!”
But the warning came too late. With an earth-shattering crack, the Purple Heaven Divine Thunder exploded, its power coursing through the dragon’s body, ravaging it from within.
Yan Qing’s body, now scorched black, was gravely injured. The Purple Heaven Divine Thunder was far beyond what an ordinary person could endure.
As Yan Qing’s Jiao Dragon form fell into the sea, everyone knew the outcome. The Divine Son had been utterly defeated. In front of the Beiyang Crown Prince, he didn’t even stood a chance!