Wet viviparity

Chapter 985 On the body, Dragon Gate Battle
Outside the Listening Waves Stone, at the edge of the shadow cast by the pine forest, the glimmer of water faded, and Jiang Shiliu and his two fellow disciples, Min and Yang, who were still in shock, appeared under the Listening Waves Stone.

Almost the instant their figures solidified outside the water escape technique, several sharp gazes were cast upon them, filled with scrutiny and pressure. These gazes came from Zhao Ni, Uncle Lang Xing, and the generals of the Yaksha and Dao Bing divisions stationed there.

When Zhao Ni saw that Jiang Shiliu was safe and sound, a hint of relief flashed in her eyes.

Uncle Langxing's gaze swept over Jiang Shiliu, and his eyes narrowed almost imperceptibly when he saw the gourd in Jiang's hand, which was clearly suppressed and shrunk, and was still imprisoned by the five-colored golden ring.

"Iron Fork from Huangshi Cave greets Fellow Daoist Langxing and Fourth Sister."

A clear voice rang out, and a Taoist priest with disheveled hair and holding a black iron fork appeared behind Jiang Shiliu and the other two. He was the same Iron Fork Taoist who had used water magic to bring them here earlier. He casually cupped his hands to Lang Xing and Zhao Ni as a greeting, his posture neither humble nor arrogant.

"I never imagined that Junior Brother Iron Fork, who was stationed by the river for a long time, had already made a breakthrough."

Uncle Langxing was slightly taken aback, his attention turning entirely to Tiecha Daoist. A smile broke through his icy expression as he said with a complex expression, "It seems that the spiritual energy in the Taiyin Realm is indeed nourishing. Junior Brother Tiecha's five elements are at peace, which means he has at least broken through a hundred years ago."

"It's alright. It's just that my move has caught the eye of the Divine Mother, so I receive rewards from the palace for my cultivation practice all year round. I no longer need to be mindful of the opinions of you flesh-eaters in the sect." The Iron Fork Daoist didn't care about Zhao Langxing's feelings at all and mocked him to his face.

"good!"

Lang Xing laughed heartily and said, "As expected of a guest of honor from the Moon Palace."

"No, I am not a guest. The Little Saint is the guest, and moreover, he is the Jade Light Child of the Moon, who holds a post on the Medicine-Pounding Platform."

The Four Ancestors of Xuanhu trapped Little Sage on Dayu Mountain, but did they ever foresee the Moon Palace factor? I'll show you some kindness and reveal some secrets. Recently, the Goddess has grown weary of our game, and I fear that the next time she's interested, she'll summon Little Sage to the palace.

How effective are the Thunder Department orders of the Four Ancestors of Xuanhu under the command of the Divine Mother?

This is not the human realm; ultimately, it is the power of the Tao that determines things. Official formalities won't last long.

At this moment, Hui Jin, a general from the Daobing Camp, pointed at Jiang Shiliu and loudly questioned, "Where did he get that gourd?"

"Reporting to Senior Langxing, I was intercepted by Jiang Zheng of the Jiang family on the way. Fortunately, Senior Tiecha came to my aid in time, and I was able to repel him and seize this item." Jiang Shiliu deliberately obscured the fact that he had killed Jiang Zheng, following the instructions of the Iron Fork Daoist.

"Jiang Zheng is intercepting you."

The Jin family general looked suspicious, but did not launch another attack.

The current power struggle at Longmen involves a wide range of issues, and no one can guarantee that all the members of the four major families are loyal to the Zhao family.

Seeing everyone's silence, Jiang Shiliu explained his speculation about the 'true purpose of the Righteous God'. Zhao Langxing couldn't help but look at Zhao Ni. Jiang Shiliu's speculation coincided with Zhao Ni's, which made him waver.

Zhao Ni spoke up at the right moment, bringing the topic back on track.

"Uncle, the situation is now clear. The righteous god's target may not be the Dog Yuanfu."

Although Lord Inugami and Prince Mikan have temporarily trapped him in the Dharma Realm, they will surely lose it if they hold out for too long. If we remain here and do nothing, watching from the sidelines, Lord Inugami may be in grave danger.

If, as Shi Liu and I have deduced, that righteous god's target is indeed the Chenyun Talisman on Mingyan's third uncle, then for him to go alone to the Spotted Shark Camp is tantamount to walking into a trap! In that case, our Zhao family would be as if it had lost two arms.

"We should immediately advance into Longmen from the lower reaches of the Li River, without directly confronting their attack, but instead deploy defenses along the river to encircle them."

At the same time, we will gather the elites of the Lijiang Water Palace and the surrounding aquatic tribes and other sect cultivators. On the one hand, we will support Dog Guardian and Prince Mihuan in the Dharma Realm. On the other hand, we can also investigate the true intentions of the righteous god. If he really intends to harm Uncle Mingyan, we can provide timely support.

In fact, given the current situation, we all know that Lord Inugami and Prince Myotama are in grave danger.

Uncle Langxing remained silent in thought. Just as he was weighing his options, waves suddenly surged on the river, and auras approached from afar.

As the silver waves parted on the river, several generals dressed in the robes of the Lijiang Water Palace led a group of cultivators with different auras and appearances aboard the waves. The leader, a blue-armored fish general, cupped his hands and said loudly, "We, the generals of the Lijiang Water Palace, have come here on the urgent orders of Fourth Lady to await Senior Langxing's command to jointly resist the external evil!"

Zhao Langxing glanced at Zhao Ni with surprise, a strange look flashing in his eyes.

Zhao Ni had already given the order, so all the things I had said before were just nonsense. I was both annoyed and impressed.

"Alright! We'll do as Niya says."

The Yaksha tribe will lead the vanguard, with the Daoist army providing support from the center. Iron Fork Immortal and the other Daoist friends from the Li River will accompany them. We will immediately sail down the river and march towards Longmen. Our primary task is to support Dog Guard and Mihuan, while simultaneously scouting the situation at the Spotted Shark's old camp, and acting accordingly.

"Yes!"

The crowd responded in unison, their killing intent soaring to the heavens.

Zhao Ni secretly breathed a sigh of relief, her gaze briefly meeting Jiang Shiliu's, the meaning of which was complex and difficult to understand.

Jiang Shiliu gripped the gourd in his hand, feeling the faint resistance emanating from it, as well as a strange connection. He knew that the mystery of the true purpose of the Righteous God had not yet been solved. However, with the Zhao family's army pressing in and several powerful individuals from the Fifth Realm attacking, what could the Righteous God do, no matter how powerful he was?

Just like the saying "every cause has an effect" and "if you are killed, you will die," some common sense principles are not so easy to transcend.

The boundary between boiling and steaming water and fire.

This place should have been the domain of Prince Mikan and Lord Inugami, but at this moment, Prince Mikan felt a sense of loss of control.

The surging energy of water and fire around him was no longer as responsive as before; instead, it became sluggish and viscous, like scalding glue, trapping even this true dragon within. The workings of the Dharma realm were like a stuck wheel, barely able to make a single turn. But the real unease came from the ever-present sense of being watched.

That wasn't the perception that Inugami had cast upon him, but rather a cold "gaze" that was constantly dissecting his body and weighing its value.

A vast silence enveloped the area where he was, even the roar of the fire and rain gradually disappeared. No matter how he flew away, the silence followed him like a shadow. Then, the sound returned to his ears in another way.

“Tattoo.”

Like the sound of bare feet lightly stepping on warm jade, it came from the depths of the rising clouds on the left, with a leisurely and unhurried rhythm.

"The Yin-Binding Pearl on my helmet can dispel evil illusions and protect my primordial spirit, but it is not reacting at the moment, so this is not an illusion. Oh well, it's just a little trick to bewitch the mind anyway, so there's no need to pay too much attention to it, or I'll be taken advantage of instead."

Inugami once telepathically stated that the righteous gods seemed to have me as their primary target, perhaps with ulterior motives.

"whee."

"Giggle."

A ethereal yet distorted laugh, a mixture of child's and woman's voice, flashed by in the protective azure waves, causing the hidden scales on his body to bristle slightly.

These voices arrived before the figures of the righteous gods, frantically stimulating the taut nerves of Prince Mihuan and constructing all sorts of indescribable fears in his mind.

With a "whoosh," a twisted, multi-armed shadow flashed by in the gap between the churning steam.

"A petty trick!"

While feeling tense, Prince Mihuan also found it amusing.

His name was "Bewitching Rings," firstly because he was skilled in using the double-ringed treasure, and secondly because he was quite accomplished in the art of bewitching the mind, knowing how to induce fear in people's hearts.

Those multi-armed shadows sometimes drifted like smoke, instantly traversing dozens of feet; sometimes they were like geckos, wriggling and crawling on invisible barriers; and sometimes they completely merged into the boiling flames and smoke, as if they themselves were part of this Dharma realm.

The enchanted prince unconsciously pursed his lips, his wide eyes becoming blurred with sweat.

"I am clearly well-versed in this art, so why am I behaving so disgracefully?" His chaotic thoughts and wildly beating heart were undeniable. Prince Mihuan roared repeatedly, trying to suppress his panic. The two precious rings in his hands shone brightly and swung around like wheels.

Even knowing that this is an enemy intimidation tactic, and knowing that you need to stay calm, fear is like weeds that grow and cannot be eradicated.

Ultimately, the righteous god possesses a real level of cultivation that can threaten him. If it were just someone with low cultivation pretending to be a god, how could he be swayed?

He unleashed his demonic magic, causing the surrounding protective waves to transform into a water tornado, which surged toward the direction where the shadows appeared. Gradually, when none of his demonic magic worked and he could no longer communicate with Inugami, his attacks became chaotic and disorderly, and he simply swung his double rings to bolster his courage.

Just as he was feeling agitated and was about to unleash his full power by activating the twin rings, the twin rings suddenly slipped from his grasp.

Looking down at his hands, he saw that the precious rings that had accompanied him in battle for many years and were intertwined with his life were gone, taken away out of thin air. Seeing this, he was actually delighted. He was not afraid of the righteous god taking the rings, but he was afraid that the righteous god would always appear and disappear unpredictably, disturbing his mind.

Furthermore, since the two rings are of one mind and move as if they were an extension of each other, it would be advantageous for the righteous god to take them away.

“I have no sense of control over this realm of methods; it seems to have become my cage.”

The panic didn't subside, and too many questions awaited answers. He regretted his rash decision to step into the Dragon Gate battlefield. His opponent's fighting style was completely different from his previous enemies, truly completely different.

Immediately afterwards, an even more terrifying feeling came over him—a pair of precious rings were still in his "hands".

He instinctively raised his hand and, sure enough, saw the pair of precious rings firmly in his palm. No, that's not right! Those weren't his hands; they were a pair of human hands with dark blue skin, distinct knuckles, and some kind of ancient pattern.

And this hand is growing on his body!
"what!!!"

Prince Mihuan stared wide-eyed, his reddened eyes wide, and let out the most shrill and terrified scream of his life.

He frantically shook his arms, trying to detach them from his body, but his hands remained motionless as if they were naturally attached to his body. In fact, as he shook them, his fingers even slightly bent and straightened, as if adapting to his body.

"Huh~
Ha~

Just as he was filled with extreme fear, his hand vanished as if it were an illusion.

Where did it go?
Where did they go?

Prince Mihuan flipped over, revealing his long dragon body. He stretched out his claws and bared his teeth, his eyes gleaming. He grabbed the two rings and began to strike his body. Instantly, his scales broke and blood splattered, and his screams intensified. This pain did not stop him; instead, he became even more determined to hurt himself.

He knew the arms hadn't left; they were still there.

He could feel the touch of cold fingertips caressing the back of his neck, his back, and all over his body, like a venomous snake winding and coiling beneath his scales. These hands shared his body, and even the sensation of their fingers reached his dragon pill.

The massive dragon's body, as if its most sensitive and vulnerable nerves had been touched, curled up completely, writhing and knotting like an earthworm, trembling in the boiling water and fire. Only one thought remained swirling in its primordial spirit: "He is on me, he is on me!"

(End of this chapter)