Zhu Xian: Get ten times the talent, the sword opens the gate of heaven

Having finalized the plan, Zhang Xiaofan looked at Yan Hui beside him and said:

"After you leave the Abyss of the Dead, you will return to the Ghost King Sect on Fox Ridge Mountain."

"However, Fox Ridge Mountain has been destroyed, and the Ghost King has left. When you arrive, you will find Little Fox Mountain, which is a few dozen miles away. The Holy Maiden and the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox are there."

"Yes, Sect Master!" Yan Hui bowed respectfully, then asked:
"Sect Leader, what about you?"

Zhang Xiaofan looked north and said:
"I'm going to protect my home, protect my family, and separate the Asura Ghost King from the Asura power, so that Biyao can have a father who is fully conscious."

Yan Hui was greatly alarmed upon hearing this.

He had also heard of the power of Asura, a power that could be described as devastating, surpassing even the peak of Taiqing.

Previously at the Ghost King Sect, he discovered that those who were affected by the blood mist and lost their minds were likely caused by the Dragon-Subduing Cauldron within the mountain's interior space.

Furthermore, the four ancient spirits captured by the Ghost King were all for the power of Asura.

But he never expected that the Ghost King would actually obtain the legendary Asura power.

It must be said that the Ghost King is truly a man of great talent, worthy of being called a powerful and ruthless figure.

Both his wisdom and decisiveness are rare qualities; it's no surprise that such a ruthless leader unified the Demonic Sect.

However, even knowing that the Ghost King had obtained the power of Asura, Yan Hui was not worried about Zhang Xiaofan at all.

Because he knew that the sect leader had already become a true immortal. Although the Asura Ghost King, who had obtained the power of Asura, was strong, he was by no means a match for a true immortal.

The sect leader's only opponent and the only being he fears is that terrifying True Immortal who, according to his guess, has lived for ten thousand years.

Yan Hui truly lived up to his reputation as the strongest among the younger generation of the Ghost King Sect, and as Zhang Xiaofan's most capable subordinate. With his exceptional intelligence, he instantly understood everything.

Zhang Xiaofan looked at the Black Water Serpent, gazing at its massive, mountain-like body.

Given his current status, it seems more fitting for him to ride the Blackwater Serpent.

So, Zhang Xiaofan stroked his chin and smiled:

"Lie down and come closer!"

"Ah?" The Black Water Serpent trembled, a bad feeling welling up inside it as it looked at Zhang Xiaofan's smile. It exclaimed in surprise:
"What...what are you going to do to me?"

Although she had a bad feeling, the Blackwater Serpent remembered that Zhang Xiaofan had saved her life and she had already decided to follow him. So she lowered her head and moved closer to Zhang Xiaofan.

As Yan Hui watched this scene, a bold idea suddenly arose in his mind: Could it be that the sect leader was about to attack the Blackwater Serpent...?

Amidst Yan Hui's puzzled and astonished gaze, Zhang Xiaofan lightly leaped and landed on the head of the Black Water Serpent.

At the same time, it sat down on the head of the Blackwater Serpent.

The Blackwater Serpent breathed a sigh of relief when it saw Zhang Xiaofan sitting on its head. She had thought he was planning something...

It turns out I was just riding her, so there's nothing to it.

As an ancient mythical beast, the Blackwater Serpent has lived for tens of thousands of years and possesses its own unique pride.

Even cultivators at the peak of the Taiqing realm wouldn't dare to use her as a mount.

For example, there was Qingye Zhenren a thousand years ago. However, Qingye Zhenren at the peak of Taiqing actually rode the ancient divine beast Shui Qilin and held the Zhuxian Sword, trying to force her to become his mount.

However, after a battle, although she was injured, she still managed to escape easily.

During the great battle, it even whipped the water unicorn away with its tail, causing it to bleed profusely and lose its way.

They even almost drew out the water unicorn's menstrual blood.

Therefore, even someone as powerful as Master Qingye, her Black Water Serpent would not condescend to be his mount.

However, since a true immortal like Zhang Xiaofan had saved her life, she was willing to become his mount.

Oh right, I just remembered I need to go to Qingyun Sect.

The Blackwater Serpent suddenly remembered that the Water Qilin, the mount of True Immortal Qingye a thousand years ago, was apparently the guardian beast of the Qingyun Sect. Hmph!
A thousand years ago, she was no match for Qingye Zhenren, who wielded the Zhuxian Sword, and was defeated and forced to flee. However, the Water Qilin is no match for her Black Water Xuan Snake.

Hey!

I, the Blackwater Serpent, hold no grudges whatsoever, not even a little bit.

It's been a thousand years, Water Qilin. Your master is dead, but as a divine beast, you have a very long lifespan, and you are certainly not dead yet.

Fortune's wheel turns, and the Blackwater Serpent's revenge is never too late, even after a thousand years.

Your master rode you to beat me back then, and now my master is riding me to beat you!
Little puppy, get ready to be punished!
Ha ha ha ha……

Zhang Xiaofan, seated atop the Black Water Serpent, looked at Yan Hui and said:

"The Blackwater Serpent has its own dignity and will certainly not let you sit on it. I'll take my leave first."

"Now that you have reached the Upper Clarity Realm, the Yin Spirits in this Abyss of the Dead no longer pose a threat to you."

Yan Hui bowed respectfully to Zhang Xiaofan and said:

"Don't worry, Sect Master. With your help to break through to the Shangqing Realm, I will kill a hundred or ten thousand Yin spirits that come to this Dead Spirit Abyss."

As he spoke, Yan Hui immediately leaped to the side, making way for the Black Water Serpent.

Zhang Xiaofan's sharp eyes looked towards the top of the Abyss of the Dead, and he slapped the Black Water Serpent's head, saying in a firm and powerful voice:
"Blackwater Serpent, soar into the sky!"

After saying that, he crossed his arms and sat there calmly.

Just then, the Blackwater Serpent's embarrassed voice rang out:

"Master, I can't fly, I can only climb up the path."

Zhang Xiaofan: "…………"

"What?"

"You've lived for tens of thousands of years, your strength has reached the peak of Taiqing, and your demonic power is vast, yet you still can't fly?"

The Blackwater Serpent nodded its enormous head and said:

"Yes Master!"

"Can't you learn how to fly?"

The Blackwater Serpent raised its head proudly and said arrogantly:

"I am the Blackwater Serpent, possessing my own pride and dignity. How could I possibly ask other weaklings for the method of flight?"

"Hmph, even if I have to crawl, I won't lose face. Besides, I can crawl faster than they can fly."

"Ahem!" Zhang Xiaofan coughed lightly twice, thinking to himself that the Black Water Serpent was truly arrogant.

"Fine, I'll teach you the art of flying. Otherwise, if you can't fly, wouldn't that make me lose face?"

Upon hearing this, the Blackwater Serpent said:

“Master, let’s make this clear first. You begged me to give it to you, not the other way around.”

"Holy crap!" Zhang Xiaofan rubbed his forehead, forcibly suppressing the urge to slap the Black Water Serpent to death.

He finally understood why the Blackwater Serpent had never spoken during their two previous encounters.

It turns out that this guy was really arrogant and looked down on him at the time, and didn't want to waste his breath on him.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaofan pointed a finger at the head of the Black Water Serpent.

Almost instantly, the Blackwater Serpent felt a surge of magic power enter its brain.

After a moment's thought, and only ten breaths later, his demonic power surged, and he exclaimed excitedly:
"The art of flight is so simple! I thought it was something incredibly profound!" (End of Chapter)