Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 587 Talking with Dragon Girl
"Tenth brother!"

Ao Chun cried out in grief, staggered towards Ao Kong, and tears as big as beans fell down.

Chen Mu's impression of her has always been that she is flirtatious and willful, but he never expected that she has such a sentimental side.

He shook his head and sighed, then waved his hand again.

A dragon ball emerged from Ao Kong's body and fell into his hands.

It was the Black Dragon Pearl that belonged to the old demon Taixuan!
Ao Chun's expression froze when he saw this. After collecting Ao Kong's body, he wiped the tears from his face and said pitifully with his lips bitten:
"Fellow Daoist Chen, for this dragon ball, my husband and brother died. How can you bear to take it away? Please leave it to me, okay?"

Chen Mu chuckled and said, "Princess, you're joking. The world's rare treasures belong to those who are capable. How can we judge gains and losses based on losses?"

After saying that, he waved his hand again, and the demon tripod that fell in the distance also flew over. He looked at it and put it in his pocket.

Seeing this, Ao Chun felt aggrieved. Although he knew that without Chen Mu, they would not even be able to save their lives, he still couldn't help but open his mouth to discuss, "How about this? I only want the dragon ball. After this matter is over, I will let you choose three items from my Dragon Palace Treasure Pavilion!"

As soon as these words came out, Chen Mu's eyes lit up and he asked, "Can it include the two great arts of Dragon Palace Rain and Thunder?"

The Dragon Balls were indeed precious, but for him now, if he could exchange them for the Dragon Palace secret arts, the secret arts would naturally be more important...

However, Ao Chun's expression froze again after hearing this, and he shook his head awkwardly: "Only my father is qualified to teach others the two great arts of rain and thunder..."

Chen Mu was not too disappointed. If I get it, I'm lucky, if I lose it, I'm dead. Besides, he was just asking and didn't hold much hope.

"In that case, Princess, please don't mention it again."

Ao Chun still didn't give up, her red lips opening and closing non-stop: "The Dragon Palace Treasure Pavilion gathers all the rare treasures in the world. Even a Nascent Soul cultivator would find it extremely difficult to enter and see them. Fellow Daoist Chen, you might want to consider it..."

Before she could finish her words, Chen Mu had already thrown back his sleeves and walked towards Hua Meimei and the others.

The dark black well continuously gushed out demonic energy, part of which flew out along the dome, and part of which floated over, surrounding Hua Meimei and the others.

Chen Mu stood nearby with his hands behind his back, looking at him calmly for a moment.

According to his investigation, Hua Meimei and the others were not in any great danger. It was just that the endless flow of demonic energy had caused them to be trapped in a nightmare and unable to wake up.

As long as we block the dark well and cut off the evil spirit, it won't take long before they wake up on their own.

Thinking of this, he slowly turned his gaze towards the dark well.

At this time, he still didn't know that this was the origin of the demonic calamity in the Demon Court in the past, but just by looking at the endless demonic aura, he could see that this place was unusual.

Chen Mu flew forward and snapped his fingers to send out a stream of spiritual power towards the well mouth. The watery spiritual power suddenly turned black, mixed with a strong demonic aura, which looked extremely creepy.

His expression changed slightly, and he murmured, "Such a strong devilish nature..."

Ao Chun followed closely behind, and after carefully examining the well, he said in a deep voice, "This place, with its scale... must be the source of the demonic calamity!"

The origin of the demonic calamity is the weak point between the two worlds. Ten thousand years ago, countless extraterritorial demons surged out from here, sweeping across the entire southern border and even the entire Taiyi Xuanling Realm...

Chen Mu nodded, pondered for a moment, and then gazed into the depths of the well.

The well was as dark as an abyss, and the sight disappeared without a trace after sinking a few feet. If the rising devilish aura was excluded, it looked like a bottomless pool that had not been disturbed for thousands of years.

Ao Chun leaned closer again and sighed with emotion: "Right now, the two of us are staring into the abyss. Perhaps in another world, there are also demons staring at us intently..."

Chen Mu's heart sank, his eyes flickered but he didn't say a word.

If this place is really the origin, then they cannot block it. They can only wait until the demon court opens and then the demon kings of southern border will take action.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Ao Chun suddenly snorted coldly, then changed his tone and said, "Fellow Daoist Chen... have you become my eldest sister's disciple?"

Chen Mu sighed inwardly, then replied without showing any emotion, "Princess, why do you ask such a question?" "If you hadn't become her disciple, how could you have such dragon energy? From what I've observed, this energy doesn't resemble that of a flood dragon, but rather the bloodline of a true dragon!"

Ao Chun took two steps forward, then suddenly turned around and said, "If my guess is correct, she probably gave you the Ancestral Dragon Scale, right?"

Chen Mu shook her head and chuckled. How could Ao Chun, whose husband had died, become so clever? She could guess most of what was going on just by a hint of his aura.

But the truth of the matter was too absurd, and even if Ao Chun racked his brains, he would not be able to guess the twists and turns.

Chen Mu smiled but said nothing, neither nodding nor shaking his head.

Ao Chun felt that he had guessed correctly, and after a moment's thought, he whispered, "Fellow Daoist Chen, I'm sure you also know that in my Dragon Palace, there has never been a Dragon Girl who succeeded the Dragon King.

You have great potential, but staying under the eldest princess's tutelage for a long time really means you have no future. If you are interested, I can introduce you to my second brother..."

Perhaps because she was afraid that Chen Mu didn't know the name of the Second Prince of the Dragon Palace, she added, "My second brother is a rare heir of the East China Sea Dragon Palace. He has only been practicing Taoism for more than 500 years, but he has already reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. He is very prestigious and has almost been designated as the next generation of the East China Sea Dragon King.

With your talent, if you could become my second brother's disciple, you might have a chance to become a True Lord of Transformation God one day!"

Ao Chun's words were confident and sincere, and he really seemed to be thinking about Chen Mu.

Chen Mu smiled slightly, naturally knowing her true intention.

In addition, he had just won a thrilling battle of spirits and souls, and was now full of confidence. Therefore, he did not suppress his thoughts and said aloud:

"Why should I become someone else's disciple to follow my path?"

Ao Chun was stunned when he heard this, and stared at Chen Mu with wide eyes, as if he was meeting him for the first time.

"Then why did you become my eldest sister's disciple?"

After a moment, she secretly spat and frowned, "Could it be that you are in love with her?"

Chen Mu remained expressionless, shaking his sleeves and signaling, "Princess, be careful with your words. Stop right there..."

Seeing this, Ao Chun snorted coldly and turned away. He didn't chase after Chen Mu until he left.

"Well, I won't mention the matter of the True Dragon Qi anymore. However, could Fellow Daoist Chen exchange the demon cauldron for me? The previous conditions still apply."

Chen Mu paused, frowning and saying, "The Demon Cauldron belongs to the Southern Xinjiang Demon Tribe. Without the Southern Xinjiang Demon Tribe's bloodline, it cannot be used. What use do you have for it?"

"Fellow Daoist Chen is not from Southern Xinjiang, so what use do you have with it?" Ao Chun asked back.

Chen Mu narrowed his eyes and did not answer.

The reason why he put away the demon cauldron was simply because he had not forgotten Taixuan's previous words.

The Demon Cauldron can control the Demon Emperor Pavilion. If we can take the cauldron and go there, then the treasures and opportunities from the eleventh floor onwards will be at our disposal...

As for keeping it for himself, he doesn't have that extravagant hope for the time being.

After all, if you want to get out of this world, you have to pass the demon kings of the nine demon tribes in southern Xinjiang.

When Yuan Qi and the others wake up, once they tell the story of the demon tripod, such an important item will definitely cause a comprehensive search.

He is just an ordinary cultivator. How could he have the ability to protect this demon cauldron in this southern border area?
Therefore, for him, this demon tripod is nothing more than the key to the opportunity of the Demon Emperor Pavilion.

Thinking of this, Chen Mu suddenly raised his eyes and looked towards the far north, as if his sight could penetrate a million miles and fall on the sky-blue glazed tiles...

(End of this chapter)