Chapter 52: This Item Is Fated With Me

“Great sirs, spare my life!”

“I will talk, I will say everything!”

“Just please do not torture me!”

Hearing the question, the flood dragon immediately prostrated on the ground, snot and tears flowing, and spoke with extreme decisiveness:

“I was originally a snake demon from a small archipelago in the East Sea. I could only survive by eating birds. But one day, when I went out, I encountered a rapid current and was swept into a certain cold pool.

“In that cold pool there was a supreme treasure that shone with holy light. Just by approaching it, I felt all the blood in my body boiling.

“So I lived beside that treasure, and in a short time, my bloodline began to regress to its ancestor form and evolved to my current level.”

He had only recently evolved into a flood dragon, and he was on a remote part of the coast. The time he had spent stirring up wind and waves was short, so he had not yet been suppressed by the righteous path or the imperial court.

“A supreme treasure?”

Mi Suhui and Kong Haoran looked at each other, a trace of interest flashing in their eyes.

A treasure that could, just by living nearby, allow an ordinary snake demon to begin bloodline regression and gradually evolve into a flood dragon was an absolute supreme treasure anywhere.

Of course, the two of them were actually not that interested in the treasure itself.

They had mainly come for fun.

Xu Gu said in a deep voice, “What if it is a lie? You might be deliberately tricking us into stepping into the Dragon Pool, and then finding a way to trap and kill us.”

“Right,” Mi Suhui also realized this point.

“Let us just soul-search him directly,” Kong Haoran said impatiently.

“Huh?” The flood dragon was immediately stunned. No way—telling the truth is still not enough? His legs went weak, and his entire body nearly collapsed into a pile of mud and fainted.

A soul search had too great an impact on the spirit. After a soul search, even if one did not die, one would be left an imbecile.

Xu Gu glanced at Kong Haoran with surprise.

“I swear in the name of Tribulation-Crossing Heavenly Venerable, if I harbor even half a shred of intent to harm the three great lords, or a thought to deceive the three great lords, let me be struck by fivefold thunder and never enter reincarnation for all eternity!”

The flood dragon hurriedly swore, sonorous and forceful.

Tribulation-Crossing Heavenly Venerable was an ancient thunder cultivator. Rumor said he was a great tribulation-crossing expert whose Dao Fruit embryo was related to heavenly tribulation. It was said he could have ascended, but later, in order to help make ends meet at home, he changed the use of his Dao Fruit.

He began providing oath-guarantee services to the people of the world. Those who wanted to swear would have to pay some spirit stones or offer some essence, qi, and spirit in order to form a thunder-tribulation oath. If they ever violated it, a thunder tribulation would descend to punish them.

This change, although it earned him a great deal of money, also crooked his Dao Fruit in a very real way, and he lost his chance at ascension.

Whether it was a blessing or a curse, no one could say for sure.

He even, by his own power, led all thunder cultivators astray. Under his influence, a large number of thunder cultivators, once they had cultivated to success, would also try to pick up some business on the side to earn extra income.

As a result, there had not been a single immortal thunder cultivator for tens of thousands of years.

“Then let us keep him,” Mi Suhui said.

After Xu Gu’s reminder, he also felt that having ghosts chant sutras for him would be difficult, so he had already set his sights on demon creatures.

This flood dragon was a pretty good test subject.

Xu Gu and Kong Haoran naturally understood his idea and did not object.

“Thank you, three great lords!” The flood dragon was overjoyed, moved to tears, and very proactively pulled out his dragon tendons, removed his dragon bones, and plucked his reverse scales. His strength plummeted, making it easier for the three to control him.

Then he coiled his body before the three, tongue lolling and panting respectfully:

“Three great lords, please sit. I will carry you to that supreme treasure.”

“…” The three of them all twitched at the corners of their mouths.

So quick to read the situation—this flood dragon truly had potential to walk the demonic path.

“Roar!”

A dragon’s roar shook the heavens as the flood dragon, carrying the three of them, leaped into the Tiger Cave and then shot out from a Dragon Pool over a million li away from this place, the momentum immense.

Meanwhile, the cultivators around the Fallen Spirit Pool were completely dumbfounded.

You pumped all the water out of the Fallen Spirit Pool, caught all the Fallen Spirits, and then just… left?

What about us?

Did we not come here for nothing?

…

Boom!

The flood dragon descended, shaking the nine skies.

The natives on nearby islands looked up from their terror, their entire bodies trembling, tears streaming from their eyes, their faces full of despair. They had already accepted their fate, prepared to calmly go to their deaths and be eaten by the flood dragon.

However—

They waited for a long time, and the flood dragon’s bloody maw never came.

“Look! There are people on that evil dragon’s body!”

“What three handsome figures, especially the one in the middle—like a heavenly god descending!”

“No, they are heavenly gods descended!”

“Our Undying God has responded to us!”

“The one in the center, the most extraordinary in bearing, is the incarnation of the Undying God. The two by his side are the god’s left and right protectors, the generals of good and evil! They have subdued the evil dragon!”

The islanders only had to look up to see Xu Gu and the other two standing on the flood dragon’s head, and at once they burst into tears of joy. They all fell to their knees, eyes full of devotion and madness.

With gods descending, how could they not be devout and fervent!

A short while later, they even began to dance their tribal dance to celebrate this day.

On the other side—

“Strange, why do I feel a current of faith power drifting over?

“Could it be that I am too handsome and elegant, and have been worshiped as a male god by trillions of young girls?”

Kong Haoran frowned slightly, very puzzled.

“…” Xu Gu’s mouth twitched. Were all Confucian cultivators like this?

“Hmm? You feel it too? This little monk thought it was because karma from my previous life had not yet been completely cut off. So it seems it was my illusion—fortunate indeed!” Mi Suhui said in astonishment.

“You feel it too?” Kong Haoran was greatly shocked and deeply disappointed.

Kong Haoran and Mi Suhui turned to Xu Gu, as if waiting for him to speak.

Xu Gu nodded lightly. “I feel it as well, though very faint. It should not be faith power drifting over, since all three of us can feel it.

“It is probably just a side effect of crossing space.”

“Could be,” Kong Haoran and Mi Suhui nodded in agreement.

Clearly, they had not noticed the natives on the archipelago at all. After their emotions calmed, the three stepped on the flood dragon once more, plunged into the sea, and rapidly descended. Passing through countless undercurrents—

They finally appeared in a seabed basin over a thousand zhang deep and thousands of li across, as if the entire area had collapsed downward. In this seabed basin there was no trace of any living aura.

The seawater within exuded a strange aura, both holy and demonic.

“This place… feels like an ancient battlefield,” Kong Haoran frowned.

Mi Suhui added, “More precisely, it should be a weapon pit. Some great expert’s weapon fell and smashed out such a huge pit in the sea.”

“Hm?” Hearing their conversation, Xu Gu raised his brows, feeling like his understanding of the world was being refreshed. You two are not joking, right? Such a huge area was smashed out by a single weapon dropped by some cultivation great expert?

That cultivator would be far too powerful.

“Come, let us go deeper. We might really encounter a treasure,” Kong Haoran said happily and urged them onward.

Buzz!

The closer they went, the more they could feel that strange aura where holiness and demonic energy intertwined. The pressure on the flood dragon grew heavier and heavier, and very soon he could go no further.

Xu Gu also felt the pressure. Mi Suhui was comparatively more at ease, and Kong Haoran was the most relaxed of all, even somewhat excited.

“This item is fated with me,” Kong Haoran said with delight.

“Could it be… a supreme treasure of the Confucian Dao?”

Mi Suhui and Xu Gu clearly felt a wave of disappointment.

Letting this dog, Kong Haoran, obtain a supreme treasure was more painful than killing them both.

The three abandoned the flood dragon mount and split the waters themselves, walking toward the depths.

But at the end, there was only an axe.

Xu Gu and Mi Suhui’s gazes, sharp as swords, fell on Kong Haoran in unison.

Although this axe shone with restrained ghostly light, mysterious runes swirling around it, exuding an ancient and desolate aura and clearly being a true supreme treasure, you say that it is fated with you, a Confucian cultivator?

(End of this chapter)