East China Sea, Penglai Island.
Standing in front of Dong Li was the Dragon King who could shake the world with his kicks. Hearing about him was better than seeing him in person. His Majesty looked so majestic that it was awe-inspiring.
The three of them were brought back here by the Chamber of Commerce. They had a safe journey and several days had passed.
When Emperor Jun saw Zhong Michu for the first time, he knew that she was his granddaughter and the last bloodline. The whole clan knew about it and celebrated.
With the protection of the dragon clan, the situation is worry-free.
Dong Li and Liu Guizhen are fellow disciples of Zhong Michu. The Dragon Clan is not as exclusive to the human race as the Qingluan Clan, so they treat them as guests of honor.
However, the two of them were living day by day. Their master was destroyed, Gu Fuyou was imprisoned, and the Qilin Marrow fell into the hands of the Four Immortal Sects. How could they just act like nothing happened
It was too late to summon the disciples who were stranded outside the sect, and the strength was not enough. If they wanted to rescue them, they could only borrow cultivators from the Dragon Clan.
In the first few days, Dongli and Dijun had no words to each other and didn't even meet.
Zhong Michu was seriously injured, her heart scales were destroyed, and she was betrothed. Emperor Jun had been guarding Zhong Michu's bed since he first saw her. The Dragon King was furious for several days and accused the doctors of being useless.
No matter how big the matter is, it is not as important as this remaining bloodline.
On this day, Zhong Michu's injury improved, and Di Jun finally came out. The Dragon Clan got the news that the four immortal sects gathered at Zhuling Broken Platform to share the Qilin marrow. Dong Li and Liu Guizhen broke into the bedroom and finally saw him.
Di Jun put his hands behind his back and said slowly and solemnly: "Qilin marrow and spirit beast contract are all from that person."
Dong Li said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Yes."
Emperor Jun smiled and said, "The Four Continents are very ambitious." It was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry.
Dong Li said: "Your Majesty, we must not let Gu Fuyou fall into their hands. Besides, Mi Chu has always been close to Junior Sister Gu, and he suffered such an injury to protect her. If she wakes up, she will definitely..." The Dragon Clan did not seem to be very interested in the Qilin Marrow. She was not sure that the Dragon Clan would confront the Four Immortal Sects for this, and that was why she was so anxious because she was lukewarm.
Even if the dragon clan rescued Gu Fuyou, no one knew how they would deal with her. But with Zhong Michu protecting her, her situation would not be worse than in the Zuo family.
Before he could finish his words, a cry of surprise came from behind the three people's bedroom: "Your Highness!"
With a loud bang, the roof of the bedroom was broken from the inside, and a white shadow rushed straight into the sky. Several people rushed out from the gap and chased after it, shouting urgently: "Your Highness!"
Emperor Jun's eyes widened, and a huge dragon swirled into the sky. Its body was so big that its shadow covered the entire palace. Emperor Jun stretched out his dragon claws and caught the white dragon in his claws. No matter how she struggled, it was useless.
Emperor Jun said, "Your injury hasn't healed yet, why are you running around!" The sound was as deafening as thunder.
Emperor Jun pressed the white dragon down from the clouds. The white dragon fell straight down and regained its human form. The clouds and mist dissipated, and it fell to the ground. It staggered a few steps, stood firm, and was about to walk out.
Di Jun also came down and stopped in front of Zhong Michu. He was tall, different from ordinary people, a head taller than Zhong Michu. He looked down at her and said, "Go back to the room and stay well."
"Step aside."
"Go back to the house and stay."
"His Majesty."
"You have to call me grandpa."
Zhong Michu was silent for a long time. Her pale and slender neck twitched. She looked up at Di Jun and called out, "Grandpa."
Di Jun raised his eyebrows. Compared with Zhong Mi Chu's resistance when he first woke up that day, Zhong Mi Chu's obedience today obviously surprised him.
"I'm going to save someone."
"You have to go and save people." Di Jun repeated her words and said, "You can't do it alone. You can't even defeat the monks guarding the gate of the thirty-third heaven."
Zhong Michu lowered his head, tightened and loosened his hands, and said in a hoarse voice: "Help me."
Di Jun replied, "Okay." He had always intended to get the girl back, and the Dragon Prince's weakness could not be in the hands of others.
But it would not be a bad thing for Zhong Michu to speak first and let this disobedient granddaughter owe him a favor.
Zhong Michu's injuries had not yet healed, and Di Jun did not allow her to go in person, but he could not persuade his granddaughter. Not only was his granddaughter disobedient, she was also extremely resistant to the entire dragon clan.
He thought about it and was afraid that it was all her mother's "credit". When he thought of this, he was so angry that his teeth were itching. She had occupied his granddaughter for many years and he didn't know what she had taught her!
Recalling Zhong Michu who was investigated by the Chamber of Commerce—he was polite and dignified. Ha, he was a polite and dignified dragon, what a joke.
Because the four immortal sects gathered at Zhuling Duantai, Zhong Michu always had a bad premonition in his heart, so he traveled day and night to the thirty-third heaven.
That day, the thirty-three floating islands could finally be seen. Zhong Michu stood in the clouds, but did not dare to go any further.
The door to the Thirty-Third Heaven has been opened, and Emperor Jun has come in person. It is not easy for the Xu Ling Sect to reject him so openly.
The door opened, and Zhong Michu's heart started beating heavily again. She felt inexplicably panicked, and suddenly there was a sharp pain in her shoulder. She covered her shoulder and broke out in a cold sweat.
The whole scene was filled with panic.
Clouds rose and turned into a white dragon that rushed straight into Lihentian. She had never been to Lihentian before, and she found Zhuling Broken Platform almost by feeling.
It moves as fast as lightning and as fast as a gust of snow in the wind.
In the center of the Zhuling Broken Platform, surrounded by enemies, among those majestic monks, the person she was looking for was so weak.
She called out, "Aman!"
Pounced straight down, the white dragon's body circled Gu Fuyou, the clouds dissipated, and it returned to human form. She half-knelt and hugged the man who was about to fall: "I'm coming."
"I'll take you out of here."
The person in her arms did not respond to her.
She held up Gu Fuyou's face, blood was flowing out of his seven orifices. She didn't know what to do: "Ah Man."
He hurriedly called out to the back: "Dong Li!"
Di Jun and his men rushed in. Dong Li pushed through the crowd, rushed over, half-knelt down, took Gu Fuyou's hand, and when he lifted up his sleeve, he saw that the veins on Gu Fuyou's pale wrist were blood red, almost protruding from the skin.
Dongli paused.
Zhong Michu called out, "A'man," trying to wake her up, but she realized that the person in her arms was dead. Her eyes were unfocused, gray, and staring blankly into the distance.
She looked back at Dong Li with tears in her eyes: "You save her." Her words were choked with sobs, and she looked so helpless.
Dong Li's throat was choked with something, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Mi Chu, she has already..."
"You save her, you save her."
Dong Li had never seen Zhong Mi Chu look and sound like this before.
Zhong Michu was really at a loss, begging like this, hoping for a glimmer of hope. The deep powerlessness made her fall into the abyss of despair.
Dong Li was speechless and couldn't bear to say it bluntly - Gu Fuyou was powerless to save him, not even the gods could.
Dong Li didn't understand why this could be possible. There was Qilin marrow in Gu Fuyou's body. As long as the heavens had not taken it back and his spirituality was not extinguished, Gu Fuyou would not die, and the Qilin marrow would be inexhaustible.
How could the Four Immortal Sect let her die
Dong Li looked around at the people present. Everyone looked shocked and even angry. That was before they came in. It was obviously not because of the dragon clan's intrusion into Zhuling Broken Platform.
Dong Li's eyes moved back to Zhong Michu, and suddenly saw white smoke coming out of Zhong Michu's clothes, and a strange fragrance filled her nose. She looked at Gu Fuyou fiercely. Gu Fuyou's body was festering and turning into blood. The skin on his wrist had already begun to rot, and his face was also disintegrating.
Dong Li covered his mouth, speechless with shock, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes. It took him a long while before he could speak, and he shouted, "Mi Chu, let her go!"
Zhong Michu discovered it. She stroked Gu Fuyou's cheek, but her touch felt sticky, and then there was a stinging pain in her palm.
When he raised his palm, it was bright red inside, and Gu Fuyou's face was also blood red, as if the skin on his face had been peeled off.
Gu Fuyou melted in her arms and turned into blood.
Zhong Michu stared blankly, her eyes red and bloodshot, and she blinked for a long time. She still held him, never letting go, but she didn't know what to do. There were so many ways in the world, but none of them worked.
"Mi Chu, let her go."
Di Jun didn't care about Gu Fuyou's life or death. It would be better if she died. Zhong Michu's contract would be immediately released, and there would be no need to worry about the Qilin Marrow falling into the hands of the Four Immortal Sects.
When he saw Gu Fuyou's entire body turned into poisonous blood, he raised his chin to one side, signaling his subordinates to pull Zhong Michu away.
The subordinate walked to Zhong Michu's side and called out, "Your Highness."
Zhong Michu did not respond, but instead held Gu Fuyou in his arms, watching in vain as her fair skin melted away, her flesh turned into blood, and even her skeleton disappeared, slipping away from her arms bit by bit, and she could not hold on to anything.
This process only takes a moment.
What she held in her hands were Gu Fuyou's hands, which eventually turned into dirty blood and flowed out from between her fingers.
Zhong Michu's palms were covered in dirty blood, which corroded and devoured his flesh.
She could not hold on and fell forward, supporting herself with her hands in a pool of blood. Looking at the blood, the dark red blood flowed in all directions. Who could have imagined that this was once a girl with bright eyes and a sweet smile.
Zhong Michu's tears dripped into a pool of blood, and she moaned in pain: "Master, mother, even you... um... you don't want me anymore."
Zhong Michu grabbed his chest and curled up, seeming to sob or about to vomit.
Emperor Jun was confronting the Four Immortal Sects over there, gloating over their loss of spiritual treasures, and laughed loudly, "Sect Master Zuo, it's so lively on the Zhuling Broken Stage today. I wonder if it's your birthday or your promotion to Mahayana that has invited people to celebrate. Why didn't my Dragon Clan receive an invitation?"
Zuo Taisui looked unhappy: "Your Majesty, don't pretend to be ignorant. We are gathered here today. Why don't you know it? Your Majesty is here for this thing. It's a pity that we have lived for a thousand years and were tricked by a little girl."
Emperor Jun said, "You are here for the Qilin marrow, but I am not here for that. I am here to watch the fun."
Zuo Qingfeng frowned and said, "You!"
Zuo Taisui stopped him and said, "Since Your Majesty is not here for the Qilin marrow, he will not interfere."
Zuo Tai Sui signaled to Du Pan, and Du Pan led several of his men towards the pool of blood.
Zhong Michu said: "Don't come over."
The group of people walked without stopping, not even two steps away.
Zhong Michu suddenly raised his head and said in a cold voice: "Get out!"
The golden eyes are like shuttles, with the gaze of an eagle and the look of a wolf.
Du Pan, who was closest to the place, felt something strange inside his body, an indescribable feeling of depression.
There were several screams in succession, and everyone looked in the direction of the sound. The people with lower cultivation in the hall had their bodies exploded, and blood spurted out of their bodies, as if a blood bag had been punctured. The blood gushed out in an instant, like a blooming red lotus, looking both sad and terrifying.
Zuo Tai Sui stood up suddenly and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, you condone your fellow tribesmen to commit violence on my platform, but you are declaring war on our human race!" With four sects present, he dragged the other three sects into the water with just one sentence.
Emperor Jun didn't take it seriously. "This granddaughter of mine, a noble lady of the Dragon Clan, was hunted down in Nanzhou and is seriously injured and dying. The Sect Master knows who did it. The Dragon Clan always seeks revenge. You have to let her vent her grievances, otherwise, she will be hurt."
Di Jun smiled wryly: "Besides me, there is only this one white dragon in the dragon clan. If you make her feel suffocated, you can expect the whole dragon clan to find trouble for no reason."
Zhong Michu transformed into a dragon, coiled on the broken platform, with sharp fangs and howling in pain.
At the same time, thunderclouds rolled in the sky, making rumbling sounds.
Purple lightning is twitching, and it seems like thunder is falling.
"She's going to survive the thunderstorm!"
"How is that possible? She is only in the middle stage of the Golden Core. How can she cross the level?"
"She used the Qilin marrow!"
When everyone understood the situation, they felt extremely regretful. The Zuo family also breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that they had made preparations early and preserved some of the Qilin marrow!
Everyone was thinking about it. However, the white dragon ignored the thunder tribulation and roared towards Zuo Tai Sui.
Seeing this, Emperor Jun said angrily: "Hey, you are blinded by hatred, are you looking for death?"