Chapter 1180: Peng Yang’s Heart Aflutter
Although what Chen Tianlong was about to do was quite dangerous, Pure Yang Feifei wasn’t too worried. With Chen Tianlong’s abilities, he could easily escape. If things got really dangerous, he could just retreat.
After arranging everything with Lin Wushuang, Chen Tianlong jumped ahead. There was still some distance to the Divine Beast Cave, so he couldn’t see what was inside or if the Divine Beast had discovered them yet.
Pure Yang Feifei followed right after Chen Tianlong to the entrance of the cave, while the other attribute female cultivators followed behind her, arriving at the entrance one by one.
Hua Xiang, Du Nong, and Tan Batian all climbed up. When it was Wu Mengting’s turn, she saw Chen Tianlong and felt conflicted inside. As she was stepping onto the entrance, she slipped and nearly fell.
Although she was a skilled cultivator and wouldn’t get hurt from a fall, it still startled her, and she exclaimed, "Ah!"
Chen Tianlong was watching the attribute female cultivators climbing up, and seeing Wu Mengting slip, he instinctively reached out and grabbed her, preventing her from falling.
It was originally an unconscious reflex, but as Chen Tianlong grasped Wu Mengting’s small hand, his heart skipped a beat. It felt familiar and thrilling, as if he had held this hand in a past life, making him reluctant to let go.
Chen Tianlong stared blankly at Wu Mengting. Her face turned crimson, her small hand unable to pull away from his grasp, yet she didn’t want to. At this moment, Wu Mengting wished time would stop, freezing this moment forever.
At this moment, she didn’t want anything, didn’t want to think about anything, just wanted to throw herself into Chen Tianlong’s arms and tell him, "Chen Tianlong, I miss you."
But she didn’t.
"Ahem!" Pure Yang Feifei, behind Wu Mengting, couldn’t help but cough twice; she didn’t want Wu Mengting to have any issues at such a crucial moment.
Wu Mengting snapped back to reality, instinctively wanting to withdraw her hand from Chen Tianlong’s.
"Chen Tianlong, please have some respect. This is one of our Celestial Pill Sect’s attribute female cultivators. Don’t get handsy, or don’t blame me for being impolite!"
At this moment, Pure Yang Feifei also spoke, warning Chen Tianlong.
Now was the critical moment for Qiukui’s attribute stabilization; if Chen Tianlong disturbed it, it would be a colossal blunder.
Chen Tianlong glanced coldly at Pure Yang Feifei and said, "Do you think you can threaten me? Even the Pure Yang Daoist wouldn’t dare to mess with me."
"You..."
Pure Yang Feifei’s breath caught. Seeing Du Min a short distance away not responding, she was a bit annoyed. Indeed, she had heard from her father last night that this person was a martial arts genius, and given more time, he could reach the Celestial Dao’s peak.
Pure Yang Feifei was at the seven-star level of the Celestial Dao, so her standards were high. When she first saw Chen Tianlong, she couldn’t explain the feeling, but later, knowing he wasn’t a seven-star, she didn’t bother with him.
Chen Tianlong walked towards the Divine Dragon’s cave while Pure Yang Feifei directed the attribute female cultivators to stand aside at the entrance.
As Chen Tianlong slowly walked into the Divine Dragon’s cave, he found that the Divine Dragon seemed already aware of what was happening outside, staring blankly at the entrance. Seeing someone coming in, it immediately called out, "Roar... who are you?"
"You’re asking who I am?"
Chen Tianlong was very surprised. How could the Divine Beast talk? But then he thought about it and it didn’t seem strange—this Spirit Beast had cultivated for hundreds of years; speaking human language was understandable.
"Of course I’m asking who you are. Would I ask who I am?" the Divine Beast rolled its eyes at Chen Tianlong.
"..." Chen Tianlong was speechless. "Do me a favor, can you lend me your cave for a bit, and then come out with me for a walk, maybe have a little fight outside, okay?"
"Huh? Have a little fight with you? You think I’m a three-year-old child, you idiot!" The Divine Beast shook its head. "I’m in the middle of cultivating, no time to play with you. Go play somewhere else, or I’ll bite you into pieces."
Evidently, this Divine Beast had a decent personality. Despite being a Divine Dragon that had cultivated for hundreds of years, its temperament was different; it had seemingly suppressed its wild nature entirely.
"Oh, come on, Long, take a walk with me, have some fun, you know you’ll get bored staying here all the time, careful you don’t get dementia in old age." Chen Tianlong started making stuff up, if the Divine Dragon didn’t leave, how could he complete his mission?
"Roar... are you tired of living? When an old dragon doesn’t act, do you think I’m a sick cat?" The Divine Dragon started getting angry.
"Huh? No! I just want to take a stroll with you, breathe some fresh air, that’s all." Chen Tianlong was startled. This Divine Beast was true to its nature, getting angry over nothing.
"Go play somewhere else, what fun is out there? Don’t think I don’t know. There are so many people hiding outside, trying to get me, no chance!" The Divine Dragon bluntly called him out.
When Chen Tianlong heard the Divine Dragon’s words, he immediately felt speechless. It already knew, how could he lure it out then? Wasn’t that absurd? Could the mission really fail?
Thinking about this made Chen Tianlong very unwilling. Things had come this far; failing wasn’t an option. Might as well take a risk.
"Divine Dragon, if you don’t come with me, I’ll have to offend you." Chen Tianlong gritted his teeth and threatened.
"Haha... kid, don’t joke with me, I’m not very humor-conscious. If I offend you, what will happen? Come on, don’t scare me too much, I’m really scared!"
The Divine Beast was amused by Chen Tianlong and decided to play along.
"Hmph, don’t think that being big and fierce will scare me. I have a sword, wanna try it?" Chen Tianlong said, drawing out the Dragon Slayer Sword from behind.
"Roar.... hahaha, kid, you’re good, don’t tease me anymore, I’m about to laugh myself to death." The Divine Dragon really couldn’t hold back, bursting into laughter.
Chen Tianlong was speechless. He was so serious, but the Divine Dragon thought he was kidding. So, taking advantage of its relaxed state, he directly activated the Nine Yang Celestial Dragon Technique, unleashing the Flaming Fury Dragon Sword, and stabbed fiercely forward.
This move was developed at the Hidden Sword Manor, essentially replacing the punch of the Flaming Frenzy Dragon Fist with a sword, very simple. But its power significantly increased.
At this moment, the Divine Dragon’s laughter abruptly stopped because it saw a familiar figure, familiar swordsmanship, and a familiar sword.
"Stop!"
The Divine Dragon shouted, while Chen Tianlong was about to attack the Divine Dragon, suddenly stopped by its shout, nearly tripping himself.
"What now? You won’t go, and I can’t even stab you with my sword? Shouting so loudly, trying to scare me to death?" Chen Tianlong was jolted so much his ears hurt, he couldn’t help but complain.
"You... who are you? How do you have the Dragon Slayer Sword, and why is your swordsmanship identical to that person from before?" What the Divine Dragon actually meant was Zhuge Yun, the creator of the Dragon Slayer Sword.