The Primordial Era: Starting with Jingwei Filling the Sea

Chapter 221 Quasi-Saint Mount

Before challenging Fang Yang, Baxia was prepared for defeat. However, after his actual defeat, he realized he had overestimated himself.

His father was Zulong, a former overlord of heaven and earth, while Fang Yang's father was just an ordinary hunter in the mountains, not even a high-ranking member of an ordinary tribe.

Logically speaking, Fang Yang could never compare to him.

However, simply because Fang Yang became a disciple of the Tongtian Sect Master, he transcended countless social classes. Not only did he surpass him in status, but he also achieved a remarkable leap in strength, leaving him far behind.

Baxia felt an indescribable sense of defeat.

Is Baxia really that useless? Or is he, like his fallen younger siblings, a fallen genius?

No! He would never admit to such a thing!

Baxia's Dao heart fluctuated for only a moment before he quickly regained his composure. If he couldn't even withstand defeat, he was unworthy to be the son of the Ancestral Dragon.

Baxia channeled his magical power, and flesh and blood regenerated from the severed limbs, quickly growing new limbs. He did not revert to his innate Daoist form, but continued to appear in his true form as a dragon turtle.

"Vice Leader Fang, I have lost. I am willing to accept defeat and will henceforth be your mount, at your service."

Baxia let out a carefree sound, telling Fang Yang that he was not unconvinced and that he could afford to lose.

He is the Crown Prince of the Dragon Clan, and a king's word is law; what he says goes.

Fang Yang slowly withdrew his profound power, landed on Baxia's tortoise shell, and sat down: "Fellow Daoist, you keep your word, I admire you. Come, follow me back to Jin'ao Island."

He showed leniency even when there was no reason not to.

Baxia took the initiative to challenge him and propose a wager, so Fang Yang had no reason to stop Baxia from fulfilling the wager. If he did, even more powerful beings would try to spy on him in the future.

Moreover, this is exactly the outcome Baxia wanted.

Ba Xia came to find Fang Yang primarily to invite the Jie Sect to spread their teachings within the Dragon Clan. The Dragon Clan's ideology had become corrupt, and they needed the guidance of a sage's great teaching to rejuvenate themselves.

Baxia never forgot the responsibilities that belonged to the First Prince of the Ancestral Dragon.

"Yes, sir!"

Baxia inhaled a deep breath of the Nine Heavens Gale, shrinking in size to transform into a hundred-meter-long blue-gold dragon turtle. The dragon turtle let out a low roar, soared into the air, and transformed into a streak of blue-gold light, hurtling towards Jin'ao Island in the East Sea.

On the way, Baxia inquired about the battle that had just taken place.

"Master, your strength seems to be far superior to Duobao's. Kong Xuan's strength is comparable to Xiaolong's, but he can only fight Duobao to a draw."

Fang Yang made no attempt to hide anything from his mount.

He has plenty of trump cards; once he uses one, he can create another. His strength will only continue to improve; what others know is always his past ability.

"Shiduobao's Shakyamuni Hand and Kong Xuan's Innate Five-Colored Divine Light are both top-tier supernatural powers in the Three Realms. The mysteries they contain are what are most attractive. I fought against them to see their Taoist techniques clearly, learn from their strengths and make up for my weaknesses, and improve my own realm."

Fang Yang wouldn't engage in magical combat for the sake of combat; his true purpose was to absorb the strengths of various schools of thought and improve his own cultivation.

The purpose of the exam is not to discourage students, but to help them identify and fill in the gaps in their knowledge.

The Purple Heaven Divine Thunder is a Dao Ancestor-level divine power, the Seven Swords of Heaven Interception is a Saint-level divine power, and the Sea-Stabilizing Heavenly Pearl is a pseudo-innate supreme treasure. If Fang Yang really goes all out, how many people in the same realm can withstand it?

However, simply defeating your opponent is meaningless. The essence of combat lies in forcing them to reveal their trump cards, understanding their strategies, and stealing the fruits of their hard work.

The significance of Fang Yang's actions is that anyone who has been defeated by him will never be able to defeat him again unless they have an extraordinary encounter, such as obtaining the Primordial Purple Qi or being recognized as a master by the Chaos Bell.

During his battle with Daoist Duobao, Fang Yang gained a great deal of insight into the essence of Daoist Duobao's Taoist arts. Even if Daoist Duobao mastered the Tathagata Palm, as long as the foundation of his Taoist arts remained unchanged, he would not be a match for Fang Yang.

Hearing Fang Yang's reply, Baxia couldn't help but feel a deep respect for his new master. Fang Yang was constantly cultivating and improving. His defeat at Fang Yang's hands was entirely justified.

When they flew to the heart of the East China Sea, a strong demonic aura suddenly emanated from below.

Fang Yang swept his divine sense across the area and saw a group of demonic cultivators with outlandish, "punk" hairstyles fighting against several human immortals. These demonic cultivators were ruthless and numerous; the human immortals were no match for them.

Fang Yang noticed that these human immortals all cultivated the Shangqing Immortal Techniques and were immortals of the Shangqing Immortal Path. Fang Yang could no longer ignore this.

He patted Baxia's shell with his palm, and Baxia immediately understood.

Rumble!

With a thought, Baxia shrouded the surrounding space in dark clouds, and amidst flashes of lightning and thunder, his voice resounded throughout the heavens and earth. Then, lightning struck down like a torrential downpour on the flamboyant young men.

The group of demonic cultivators were besieging the Shangqing Immortal when they were suddenly struck by a dimensional attack, their bodies and souls annihilated by the dragon clan's divine lightning. They died inexplicably, without even knowing what had happened.

The human cultivators who were being besieged were dumbfounded. They had been prepared to perish together with their opponents, but they never expected that a powerful figure would secretly rescue them.

If it were Fang Yang who made the move, they might still be able to detect the aura of the Shangqing Daoist arts. But since it was Baxia who made the move, they couldn't guess the identity of the person who made the move.

This was the first time Fang Yang had done a good deed anonymously.

A group of minor immortals at the Celestial and True Immortal levels would never repay him. He only sent Baxia to save the person because the other party was an immortal from the Shangqing Immortal Path and might become a reserve member of the outer sect of the Jie Sect.

After this little incident, Fang Yang quickly returned to Jin'ao Island.

As soon as Fang Yang returned to Jin'ao Island, he became the focus of attention for many direct disciples and inner disciples. Baxia's aura was too heavy, and the pure dragon aura that couldn't be purer made many Jie Sect immortals take notice.

"It's actually Baxia, the Dragon Prince!"

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit was startled when she saw Baxia being ridden beneath Fang Yang. She was a discerning person and naturally knew what kind of being Baxia was.

As a disciple of Daoist Duobao, she was once the little princess of the Jie Sect. Out of respect for Daoist Duobao, the elders of the sect treated her with great care. However, after Fang Yang rose to power, her status became worthless.

She hoped that her master could defeat Fang Yang and avenge his previous humiliation.

However, upon seeing Baxia, the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit dared not harbor too much hope. It was difficult enough for Duobao Daoren to defeat Baxia, let alone defeat Baxia's master.

Upon seeing Baxia, Jinling Shengmu and the others realized that Fang Yang had become so powerful that they could no longer catch up. They could only strive harder to narrow the gap between themselves and Fang Yang as much as possible.