Starting Cultivation During a Trip

Chapter 437: Chapter 222: A Thousand Carp Escort the Flood Dragon! Mahasattva Meng Qinghuan (Part 2)

She stood by the river, watching the endless shimmering waves, reciting the poem ”The Difficulty of the Shu Path,” as if time froze in that moment.

At that time, the carp once believed that moment would last a lifetime.

Ten years passed in a flash.

That night, the bright moon hung high, unprecedentedly bright.

”As usual, I swam to the shore, waiting for her arrival, but I waited a long time, and she never came...”

There was an indescribable sorrow in Yu Fu’s eyes.

”This had never happened before, and at that time, I felt a vague uneasiness.”

”In the latter half of the night, heavy rain poured down, thunder rumbled, and the river surged... it was then that she came...”

”Covered in blood, her expression was tragically beautiful, and behind her, there were sounds of slaughter...”

As he spoke, Yu Fu’s hands unconsciously clenched, even after so many years, his emotions remained intense.

”A group of Daoists from Qingcheng Mountain were pursuing her, all the way to the riverbank...”

”Why?”

Hearing this, Zhang Fan finally spoke: ”Wasn’t she a Daoist from Qingcheng Mountain? Why?”

Yu Fu turned around, his melancholic gaze falling on Zhang Fan, then shook his head.

”I will never forget that day...”

Underneath the dark sky, by the Linqu River, that sorrowful figure plunged into the river, and the next moment, a Primordial Spirit surged into the sky, merging into the turbulent waters, followed by an enormous creature emerging from the surging river waves, accompanied by an earth-shattering roar.

”She is...” Zhang Fan was moved.

”She is a demon!”

”The Flood Dragon turned demon!” Yu Fu said expressionlessly.

”So the Daoists from Qingcheng Mountain were chasing her?”

”If she’s a demon, does she deserve to die?” Yu Fu said solemnly.

”Qingcheng Mountain, they draw a circle to nurture demons, is it righteous, or is it greed?”

Qingcheng Mountain, in the area they drew, harbors numerous Spirit Monsters and Ghosts, allowing them to recover and thrive, indeed maintaining balance and peace in the region.

However, when an individual within grows so powerful as to be beyond control, it faces extermination.

Sometimes, Daoists enter the Demon Village, hunting Spirit Monsters and Ghosts, in the name of eliminating demons and defending the way.

The Black Umbrella Sword that Zhang Fan took, its umbrella bone was made from the wing bone of a Black Bat Demon from the Demon Village, and before that, the White Bone Arrow Lanting Bamboo used to ambush him was also obtained from hunting Ghosts.

”Heaven and Earth are without benevolence, viewing all things as straw dogs... In the eyes of the Heavenly Dao, there is no hierarchy, no dignity, no good or evil; anyone can die, and everyone has the right to live...”

”But Qingcheng Mountain will never allow any potential threat to grow, to grow so strong that it’s beyond control.” Yu Fu gritted his teeth.

”In fact, from the day she embarked on the path of cultivation, she already knew her fate... yet she still wanted to give it a try, to fight against destiny.”

That night, no one expected such an enormous creature to be hidden in the Linqu River.

Under the running Thunder, in the dark river water, that enormous creature appeared more ferocious.

Even the carp at that time was shocked by this legendary being.

Flood Dragon!

The Flood Dragon transforms into a dragon, mountains collapse amidst wind and rain.

”That was the most intense moment of her life, as if the Linqu River had emotions... I have never seen such towering waves...” Yu Fu lamented.

Unfortunately, as strong as the Flood Dragon was, it had two major weaknesses.

One is the aversion to iron, the other is the fear of lightning.

Iron Weapons and Thunder Skill are the nemesis of the Flood Dragon.

This was the experience summarized by the ancestor of the Xu Family, Celestial Master Xu, who traveled across the world back then, almost eliminating the Flood Dragons in major rivers and streams.

Today, the majority of Dragon-locking Wells were left by this Celestial Master Xu.

”Qingcheng Mountain is one of the Ten Great Taoist Sects in the world, no matter how strong she is, she ultimately cannot prevail against it...” Yu Fu’s sorrow deepened.

”I watched her skin split open, slowly sinking to the riverbed, I swam to her side, wanting to awaken her, but she could only look at me powerlessly...”

Yu Fu’s hands clenched tightly.

At that moment, the large ship arrived, chains fell, about to hoist the Flood Dragon up, to skin and dissect it, to extract the Inner Core.

The Flood Dragon’s Inner Core is of Saint-grade.

At that time, the carp went mad, it activated the Demon Technique, shaking the ship, summoning a thousand carps to cross the river, attempting to lift the dying Flood Dragon, to cross the river into the sea.

”Knowing it’s impossible yet doing it.” Zhang Fan sighed in his heart.

The burning moonlight will always attract moths to it.

Such an ending is imaginable.

The lingering sounds of drums and bells in the long night, the bright Milky Way heralds the dawn.

”The darkness of that day seemed endlessly long, watching as the Celestial Light came...” Yu Fu’s voice turned weak.

The water of the Linqu River surged violently, and on the river’s surface, dead fish turned their white bellies.

The Flood Dragon fought desperately, killed several experts of Qingcheng Mountain, but eventually met its end in the river with regret.

”My physical body was destroyed in that great tribulation; with her dying breath, she used the Inner Core to wrap my Primordial Spirit and sent me away...”

Yu Fu’s voice gradually calmed down, but the sadness in his eyes remained.

”My Primordial Spirit was incredibly weak, drifting endlessly, and I don’t know how much time had passed...”

”When I woke up, I was in a house in the countryside...” Yu Fu murmured softly.

He still remembers the scene from those days.

Upon waking, unexpectedly, he had a human body. Looking at himself, he felt incredibly unfamiliar.

”You got lucky, running into such a hiker; before you completely cooled off, this body became yours.”

At that moment, a lazy voice came from the side. Looking up, he saw a young man boiling water, adding firewood to the stove, filling half the room with steam.

”Do you have a name?” the young man asked.

”Fish... Yu Fu...”

At that moment, it felt like a new life.

Yu Fu looked at the young man with his back to him and asked, ”Who are you?”

”My name is Bai Buran!”

”Boss!” Zhang Fan was slightly moved.

”That was my first meeting with the boss. From then on, I left Sichuan and Shu with him and never returned.”

At this point, a hint of mockery appeared on Yu Fu’s face.

”King Yan truly lives up to his name; what he said was accurate.”

Back then, King Yan had said that Yu Fu carried three noble auras, not in the present, but in the future.

This meant that in the distant future, he would meet three noble individuals, and his fate would be changed by them.

Yu Fu’s first noble individual was the Kun Dao, the Flood Dragon in Linqu River, who taught him cultivation.

The second noble individual was Bai Buran, who gave him new life.

”I’ve been in Jiangnan Province for over ten years. The people of Qingcheng Mountain have never let me go; they want my life and that Jiao Pill.”

”After hiding for so many years, they eventually found me.” A sharp glint flashed in Yu Fu’s eyes.

”What do you plan to do?” Zhang Fan asked.

”I will leave Yujing City tomorrow,” Yu Fu whispered.

”Do you believe you can leave, but they’ll catch up to you in no time?”

”Staying here will only bring endless trouble,” Yu Fu shook his head.

To him, Night is not bright was home, with the boss, Wen He, Zhang Fan, Jiang Hu, and Jiang Lai... they were family he saw every day.

He naturally didn’t want to stay and bring them trouble, or even deadly peril.

”Old Yu, this is Jiangnan, not Sichuan and Shu...” Zhang Fan spoke.

”Rest assured; I can promise that no one can touch a scale of yours.”

”...”

”Just see me as a human.”

”I can guarantee that no one can harm a hair on your head.”

Zhang Fan’s voice was firm; he had promised Bai Buran to protect Night is not bright, ensuring no harm would come to anyone there.

Now he had such confidence and strength.

He was no longer the newcomer who needed everyone’s protection when he first joined the company.

At that moment, Yu Fu felt a bit dazed, looking at Zhang Fan, recalling the time when he first joined Night is not bright.

In less than a year, he had grown so quickly.

...

It was late at night.

Yujing Grand Hotel.

Room 2306.

At this moment, Xu Qinglai and Lanting Bamboo were in the room, facing a woman seated opposite them, vigorous and extraordinary. She was none other than Meng Qinghuan.

”Qinglai, it’s been years since we’ve met. You just arrived in Yujing City and look this disheveled, truly ruining the reputation of Qingcheng Mountain.” Meng Qinghuan spoke softly.

”We’ve known each other not just for a day or two; no need for extra words,” Xu Qinglai shook his head and replied quietly.

”You should know, I came to Yujing City for Daoist Alliance Headquarters business. Once I’ve handled Yin Hu’s matter, I’ll head back in a couple of days,” Meng Qinghuan spoke softly.

”You want me to help you deal with Zhang Fan? He’s not some small character.”

”No matter how skilled he is, he won’t escape your grasp,” Xu Qinglai’s gaze was focused.

”Others may not know, but I do...”

”You are now at the Great Master Rank!”