Zhongshan Shenzhu Chi

Chapter 116 Sharpness

The moment the Dragon-Slaying Sword turned towards him, the Crimson Dragon's heart tightened.

This feeling—was completely different from the feeling I had when I first met the frog and its tongue struck me when I was still a red snake.

Although it hurt then, I wasn't injured, and I didn't have this feeling of being about to be killed.

Chi Long turned his head and glanced at the three-foot-long green sword that was flying around Lü Changqing.

One of the most important reasons it came to Yunxi Continent was that Zhongshan and the current Yongning Continent could no longer provide it with enough trials to break through its cultivation level.

Yunxi Continent is located near the East Sea. If the human race is to survive, a Dragon Slayer Immortal will surely be born.

The old swordsman of the Lü family was most likely born in response to the destiny of the human race. The weapon he wielded was a dragon-slaying sword, bathed in dragon blood and endowed with the power to slay dragons.

The Heavenly Way, the Human Way, and the Dragon-Slaying Immortal wielding the Dragon-Slaying Sword pose an extreme threat to him.

What's left?

A scenario where one is forced to fight, either against multiple opponents or, despite being injured, to fight to the death against the peak-powered Lü Changqing.

Red Dragon suddenly remembered the Central Continent Dynasty.

"If the attack on Cangmingzhou by Zhongzhou is just a pretext, their real purpose is to attack Yongning when Lü Changqing and I are locked in a life-or-death struggle."

"With just the Mountain Lord, that giant ice and snow beast, and Zhao Ying and Tu Die in Yongning City, the four of them cannot stabilize the situation."

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"And the Frog has already dispatched troops to Yunmeng Marsh, the fate of the world's water transport is about to be decided. The wheels of destiny have already begun to turn, and cannot be stopped—"

The Crimson Dragon sensed impending doom, and its eyes grew even sharper, like the water and fire used to forge a divine weapon.

The Dragon-Slaying Sword sensed something, its blade trembling and humming. Warm sunlight fell on its body, reflecting a chilling frost-like light that clashed with the crimson dragon's gaze.

"Stop it, stop it." Lu Changqing stretched out his hand, his knuckles thin and dry like withered branches.

Instead of channeling his immortal energy, he gripped the hilt of the Dragon-Slaying Sword with his physical strength. However, even as he held it tightly, the Dragon-Slaying Sword trembled as if struggling.

The old swordsman held his sword in a stalemate for a long time, his face turning red, before finally calming his emotions.

"I apologize for the Dragon God's amusement. Although this sword possesses some spirituality, it has never been able to develop sentience. This reaction is probably because it senses something is about to happen."

"So, what are your plans for the investigation?" Red Dragon turned his gaze away.

"What else can we do? The war started in Hongze, so let's start the investigation from Hongze City." Lu Changqing sighed and put the sword back into his body.

"In normal times, those fog demons can only rob and kidnap travelers, going from village to village, which is too conspicuous and makes it difficult to cover their tracks. But once the flames of war are ignited—nothing can be covered up by a fire."

Upon hearing this, the Crimson Dragon remained silent and did not reply immediately.

"I heard that the city lord of Hongze City is a member of your Lü family?" Chi Long asked.

"It seems so. Our Lü family has deep roots all over Yunxi Continent, unlike the Sword Palace which only guards one mountain."

"Let's start with him," Red Dragon said indifferently.

As the lord of a city, the Central Continent Dynasty must have communicated with him.

Each with their own thoughts, Yi Long turned to look at the most magnificent building in Hongze City, the City Lord's Mansion.

The wind blew by, and his form vanished.

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"Lord City Lord, this is the memorial submitted by the Wan Family Merchants today." A servant respectfully placed the tray on the City Lord's desk.

"How dare the Wan family present me with a memorial?" Lu Shouyi, buried in a pile of soft, powdered flesh, struggled to raise his head amidst a chorus of coquettish laughter, and roared at his servants, "What are you all good for?"

"My lord, two years ago you took the Wan family's niece as your seventh wife. At that time, you granted them permission to submit memorials to the emperor." The servant pressed his forehead tightly against the smooth and cool gold brick, his voice trembling.

"Is that so?" Lü Shouyi frowned.

With his broad, hairy hands, he pushed away the soft, powdery flesh buried against his body.

"Is there anything else?" Lu Shouyi sat on the couch, opened his arms, and a maid draped a silk robe over him.

"No—there's nothing left." The servant said in a panic.

"Get out of here." Lü Shouyi stood up and picked up the memorials from the tray.

He was extremely burly, with skin that was yellowish-black. His hands, chest, belly, and legs were covered with finger-length black hair.

When it stood up, it looked as if the black bear had come to life.

"Why would a mere merchant send me a memorial?" Lu Shouyi wondered as he opened the memorial.

But as soon as he saw the first line of text, he immediately slammed the memorial shut with both hands.

The fog ghost attacked.

"This is not my responsibility, not my responsibility." After a brief mental struggle, Lü Shouyi threw the memorial aside.

He turned around, wanting to sink once again into the pink ocean of soft, delicate beauty.

But the beautiful women lying on the couch all vanished without a trace the moment he turned around.

The spacious room was completely silent. So silent that Lü Shouyi could clearly hear his own heartbeat and breathing.

"Judging from your expression, it's like this Fog Demon is a hot potato—who are you afraid of? Who's threatening you?"

An aged voice suddenly rang out in the silent room.

Upon hearing the sound, Lü Shouyi turned his head shakily, his movements as stiff as a rusty machine.

They cut off the flesh.

"You are—" Lu Shouyi was about to ask when he suddenly realized that he had seen the old man in front of him before.

That was a painting hanging in the Lü family ancestral hall.

The painting depicts the scene of the Lü family ancestor slaying an evil dragon and saving the common people.

And now, the old man standing before him seemed to have stepped right out of the painting. His eyebrows, eyes, expression, and spirit were exactly the same, even more striking than the figure in the painting.

"Old—Evergreen Ancestor!" Lu Shouyi knelt on the ground with a thud, his forehead suddenly touching the gold brick, which shattered.

A deafening roar erupted, seemingly capable of collapsing the house.

"It's rare that my descendants still recognize me." Lu Changqing stepped onto the throne, and with a wave of his long sleeves, the scent of cosmetics and the woolen blankets were all blown away.

He sat down and slammed his hand on the desk.

Lu Shouyi was so frightened by the loud noise that his body trembled.

"Who in the Lü family was involved in the Fog Ghost incident? Tell the truth."

"Ancestor, my first wife and eldest son—are not by my side, nor in this city." Lu Shouyi turned around while kneeling, his forehead sliding down the gold brick, leaving a trail of blood.

"————" Lu Changqing's sharp gaze darkened. Faced with such descendants, he couldn't bring himself to be ruthless.

"Then let's change the subject. Has the Central Continent Dynasty contacted you, or through you, contacted someone in the Lü family?" A magnificent voice, as powerful as the waves of a mountain, suddenly rang out in the room.

"Ancestor, my first wife and eldest son—are not by my side, nor in this city." Lu Shouyi turned around while kneeling, his forehead sliding down the gold brick, leaving a trail of blood.

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Lu Changqing's sharp gaze darkened; he couldn't bring himself to be ruthless in the face of such descendants.

"Then let's change the subject. Has the Central Continent Dynasty contacted you, or through you, contacted someone in the Lü family?" A magnificent voice, as powerful as the waves of a mountain, suddenly rang out in the room.

"Yes!" Lü Shouyi replied immediately, "The imperial court sent people, and they instructed me to cooperate with the East Sea to intercept the Zhongshan demon outside Hongze!"