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Demon Cultivator with Celestial Book

Chapter 262 - 206: Celestial Strategy True Dragon Body, An Invitation to the Raging Jiao Mansion
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Chapter 262: Chapter 206: Celestial Strategy True Dragon Body, An Invitation to the Raging Jiao Mansion

On the bank of the Cloud-blocking River, the corpse of a great Mang lay.

With a wave of his great sleeve, Jiang Yi captured the River Dragon King’s Primordial Spirit in his palm. ’The Bingding Crimson Divine Light truly is a first-rate killing Spell!’ he mused.

Demons had always been known for their physical prowess, their sturdy bodies and tough bones capable of blocking weapons and resisting both fire and water.

This was especially true for those who were fortunate enough to be touched by the blood Essence of the leaders of the "Five Vermin," becoming dragon-kin, phoenix descendants, auspicious qilin beasts, or divine turtles. They were innately self-taught, born with extraordinary abilities.

According to the classifications of Human Cultivators, this great Mang was around the Qi Cultivation Tenth Layer. In Demon terms, it had two thousand years of cultivation under its belt, having already refined its transverse bone and transformed its body.

For any other Cultivator, attempting to land a killing blow with a single strike of Magical Profound Light would have been exceedingly difficult; they would have, at most, only managed to inflict a severe wound.

"Immortal Master, spare my life! This lowly one was blind and failed to recognize your greatness! I have offended you, Immortal Master! Please show mercy, I beg you to spare me..."

The River Dragon King’s Primordial Spirit was horrified. Even in death, it couldn’t comprehend the origin of that crimson light, which had so easily pierced through its demonic body!

After all, a strike from an ordinary Magical Artifact wouldn’t have even scratched its flesh!

"I am a Demon Cultivator. Why would I show mercy for no reason?"

Jiang Yi smiled faintly. His fingers closed into a tight fist, brutally crushing the ball of Primordial Spirit until it dissipated into nothing.

’The Immortal Master who descended this time is so terrifyingly powerful...’ The charming woman was secretly alarmed as she witnessed the scene. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

The Upper Sect Immortal Masters she had seen in the past had never been so brazen, killing a Qi Cultivation Tenth Layer Mang Demon on a whim, utterly unafraid of alerting the Raging Jiao Manor or the True Chi Palace.

"Are there any other ’Dragon Kings’ in this Cloud-blocking River?"

Jiang Yi asked softly, his hands clasped behind his back.

"In reply to the Immortal Master, the Cloud-blocking River flows through the lands of five commanderies. A few other serpent-descendants had originally established Cave Mansions here, but this Mang Demon was vicious by nature. It couldn’t tolerate anyone else vying for the incense and offerings, so it plotted against them and had them all killed."

The charming woman curtsied and answered respectfully.

"Quite tyrannical. What a pity. The blood Essence of these dragon-kin is quite useful to me."

Jiang Yi seemed as if he wasn’t satisfied. His advantage lay in his profound Merit; he could cast a killing move like the Bingding Crimson Divine Light three to five times in a row. Moreover, the Foundation Establishment Pill in his Inner Mansion continuously replenished his expended Magical Power.

Therefore, within the same Realm, Jiang Yi was practically unrivaled. He could even handle opponents one or two layers higher in Cultivation with ease.

With a flick of his hand, he summoned a ball of golden, fiery Profound Light. Like a rolling stone mill, it ground the Mang Demon’s body—over a hundred feet long—to a pulp, refining it into a wisp of murky, bloody qi. It was indeed far richer than the one from the shrimp soldier earlier.

Jiang Yi studied it for a moment. ’Perhaps this dragon-kin blood Essence can be absorbed into my Dao Embryo as well,’ he thought. Pushing aside the stray thought, he looked up at the charming woman.

"Do you have a name?"

"You may call me Yun Niang, Immortal Master," the charming woman said softly.

Jiang Yi nodded and instructed:

"Yun Niang, take care of the boys and girls in the temple for me."

Just moments before, he had used a wisp of Ding Fire on the gentry of Great Elm County who were offering sacrifices to the Dragon King. Unlike Bing Fire, Ding Fire was an Inner Fire that could Illuminate the Dark recesses of the mind and incinerate the seven emotions.

Once touched by the Ding Fire, the gentry immediately lost their minds, pouncing on their accomplices like madmen.

Word of this spread like wildfire, and in an instant, all of Great Elm County was thrown into chaos, as bright as day.

Yun Niang nodded in agreement, a hint of surprise stirring in her heart.

The Upper Sect Immortal Masters who had descended in the past had always treated mortals as insignificant as weeds. It was rare to find one like this lord who still held a shred of concern for them.

Jiang Yi stood on the riverbank, his thoughts laid bare under the reflection of the Ding Fire.

In all the Daoist Lineages of the Yanfu Vast Land, Cultivators were the raw material, while common Mortals were treated like dust and sand, utterly ignored.

’With the Divine Techniques of a True Monarch and the marvels of the Golden Position, mortals really can be grown like crops of weeds, inexhaustible and unending.’

Jiang Yi sighed softly. He couldn’t explain why, despite walking the Demon Dao, he still held on to this sliver of mortal sentiment.

Even if he saved these boys and girls, what kind of future could they have in this small world teeming with dragon-kin and other demons?

The Ding Fire flickered slightly and then went out. With it, those deep, somber thoughts also sank to the bottom of his heart. freёwebnoѵel.com

Jiang Yi cut off these pointless, stray thoughts. His body transformed into a blazing, fiery cloud, and in a few flickers, he shot dozens of miles away. He retrieved the Weinan Jisui Law-Flag that had fallen onto the river’s surface, tucking it into his sleeve.

’It’s just a hair’s breadth away from reaching the level of a Magical Treasure.’

He toyed with it for a moment. The flag contained profound, interlocking, and overlapping Talismans, their number matching that of the Heavenly Dipper. It only lacked a thread of true consciousness, and thus could not produce an Artifact Spirit to become a true Magical Treasure.

And it was a good thing, too. If that River Dragon King had been wielding a Foundation Establishment Level Magical Treasure, he would have been a much more troublesome foe.

’The gifts of heaven and earth are truly generous.’

Jiang Yi put the law-flag away properly. He focused his brilliantly glowing Divine Sense into a single point, his consciousness spreading out like a great net, slowly probing the depths of the riverbed as if searching for something.

A moment later, his gaze hardened. A dazzling, mist-like Profound Light surged from the crown of his head, instantly condensing into a colossal, crimson palm.

Billowing white steam immediately rose from the river’s surface, which began to boil like a hot spring, evaporated by the scorching power of the fire.

After about seven or eight breaths, Jiang Yi felt he was nearing the limit of his Magical Power. He plunged the Flaming Giant Palm, which had now expanded to over three hundred feet wide, down into the water!

The giant palm pushed aside wave after wave, vaporizing an endless amount of steam. With a tremendous RUMBLE, an entire underwater mansion was ripped up from its foundations!

Jiang Yi let out a long breath. The Flaming Giant Palm steadily supported the official-residence-style structure. He simultaneously used Ding Fire to suppress the Bing Fire, making its Fire Attribute mild and preventing the mansion from being scorched black.

He once again swept his Divine Sense across several hundred miles, locking onto a deserted island. Profound Light surged from beneath his feet, enveloping him as he vanished into the sky.

Before long, the underwater mansion settled steadily atop a nearby peak. The fiery cloud abruptly receded, and Jiang Yi appeared, clad in a pale blue Daoist Robe.

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