"Monk, we are new here and we shouldn't cause trouble. Be gentle and don't beat him to death."
You can't even pull out the dragon's tendons. Your father is the emperor, he can do anything, even if he needs a belt.
Lu Bei reminded him, but after thinking about it, he decided it would be safer to do it himself.
It is true that Gu Zongchen is merciful, but he is, after all, a Mahayana cultivator. For the Third Prince, this is a dimensionality reduction attack. What if the Third Prince is just a silver-plated spear tip, good-looking but useless, and he will die in an instant.
Or maybe, the Third Prince was a strong contender for the next Lord of the Dragon Palace, and was always competing with the First Prince. At this moment, he was poisoned by the Second Prince's frame-up and could not display even one tenth of his abilities, and died instantly.
You are an unfamiliar place and God knows how many ways the despicable locals will kill you. It is better to be cautious.
Gu Zongchen used too much force, but he is different, he can always bully weaklings.
Lu Bei took a step forward and signaled the lighting engineer to step back so as not to occupy the center position of the protagonist. He put on a sinister face like a heart-moon fox and said, "It turns out to be the Third Prince. I have heard of your name for a long time. My brother and I practice in the border areas and do not know the rules of the Dragon Palace. Please forgive us if we offend you."
The Third Prince was cold and disdainful, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes: "Rules are rules. The Dragon Palace and the human cultivators are like water and fire. Since you two don't understand the rules, then you will die..."
"By the way, may I ask the Third Prince's name?"
"… "
The Third Prince's face became even colder. Although he was not a well-known figure in the world, when it came to the Dragon Palace, everyone knew him, the Third Prince Ao Cheng.
The sharp-tongued people's humiliations are nothing but a means of provoking and angering him.
"You are seeking your own death, so why not help me?"
The Third Prince jumped off the dragon horse, flashed the spear in his hand, shattered the waves of the void, split the vast sea and retreated to both sides, and stabbed straight down at Lu Bei's forehead.
Cultivation level at the fusion stage.
It could also be the period of tribulation where the aura of the realm is suppressed to prevent the heavenly tribulation from coming.
The tip of the spear sank into the void, and a cold light flashed and spewed out like lightning, suddenly appearing in front of Lu Bei's brow. With both speed and strength, and a strong will for martial arts, he followed the path of martial arts cultivation, just like Zhu Dao, Xin Lijun, and the early Zhu Qilan.
Lu Bei remained unmoved, his eyes staring straight ahead, as if he had not yet reacted.
With a crisp ding sound, Ao Cheng's cold face showed a hint of surprise, and he pulled back violently, holding the spear horizontally in front of him.
What a tough face, is this a physical training
Lu Bei blinked and stared at Ao Cheng for a long time, then suddenly realized, "So that's how it is. The Third Prince has made a move. He didn't even say anything because of this misunderstanding. I thought the Dragon Palace's rule of greeting is to stab each other first when meeting."
Upon hearing this, the patrolling sea yakshas and hundreds of shrimp soldiers and crab generals were all furious. Ao Cheng was so angry that his eyelids were twitching. He dropped the spear in his hand, let out a thunderous roar, and transformed into a real dragon.
Deer horns, snake necks, clam belly, eagle claws, carp scales, the hundred-foot-long dragon vented its dragon power. The oppressive feeling of being at the top of the food chain filled the surrounding seas, frightening the patrolling sea yakshas and other soldiers so much that they crawled on the ground trembling with fear.
In this area of water, real dragons are indeed at the top of the food chain, but it is a different story elsewhere.
For example, if a real dragon wanted to live in Lu Bei’s Demon-Erosion Tower, it couldn’t even find a door or a window.
“Roar, roar, roar—”
The dragon roared loudly, splitting the sea and splitting the sky. The hundred-foot-long dragon body, carrying with it a heavy and powerful force, rumbled towards Lu Bei and Gu Zongchen.
"What a powerful dragon's might! I was almost frightened to death. This is a strong enemy!"
Lu Bei exclaimed in admiration, raised his hand and fired a Rising Dragon.
boom!!
A loud bang roared from the bottom of the sea, and the impact stirred up the vast undercurrent.
The dragon's bloody mouth suddenly closed with such speed and force that it almost broke a row of healthy teeth.
Ao Cheng's pair of dragon eyes rolled up repeatedly. He fell into a coma due to the pain that went deep into his bones, and woke up from the coma due to the pain that went deep into his bones.
It jumps sideways repeatedly, and after landing, it twists and turns like a loach.
Lu Bei put away his fist and dropped his sleeves, saying solemnly, "As expected of the Dragon Palace prince, your body is so strong that you took my sword head-on without losing a single tooth. It's just that I got a little angry, and my gums are bleeding a lot."
Ao Cheng: …
The Third Prince did not curse back. The dragon head's facial features were distorted, and tears, saliva and sea water mixed together and continued to move back and forth.
"I'm new here and don't know the local customs. Please come with us, Third Prince!" Lu Bei lifted the hem of his Taoist robe and walked towards the dragon while untying his belt.
In the distance, the shrimp soldiers and crab generals were loyal. Seeing that Ao Cheng was defeated quickly and smoothly without any dragging his feet, they rushed towards Lu Bei under the leadership of the patrolling sea yaksha even though they knew they were no match for him.
"Demon, put down the Third Prince."
"How dare this lunatic to disrespect the Dragon Palace Crown Prince? Let him go. Come at me if you dare."
"Hurry up and save the Third Prince!"
"You are so brave. I will not embarrass you. Go back and tell the Dragon King that the Third Prince will be back soon."
Lu Bei flipped his hand and grasped the void. The moment his five fingers clasped together, it seemed as if he had clamped the entire sea's weak spot. With the force of a little force, he easily turned the seabed upside down.
A dark tide of mud roared past, engulfing a group of small fry. The torrent and tide were like a natural disaster, sweeping them away into the distance.
After a while, the patrolling sea yaksha emerged from the mud sea and headed straight for where Ao Cheng was.
It's too late, there is no dragon and no people.
"Quick, go and report to the Dragon King that the Third Prince has been captured by human cultivators."
—
Sea of fog.
The southeast, northwest, northeast and southwest are all the territories of the Dragon Palace, except for this place. It is a forbidden area everywhere, and even the dragon cultivators dare not set foot there.
Lu Bei held the dragon-binding rope and tied Ao Cheng up in mid-air. The latter changed into a human form, with his face pressed against the windless sea, his eyes full of fear.
The water is three thousand deep and not even a goose feather can float on it.
Dragon Palace's description of the Sea of Mist was slightly different from Xiong Chu's, but the general meaning was the same. Ao Cheng knew very well how terrible this dead water was, and said in despair: "Are you two crazy? If you have something to say, just talk it out. You rushed into this deadly place without thinking... If I can't survive, you will die too."
Lu Bei was holding the Immortality Seal, and the exit was a hundred steps away. Hearing this, he didn't care, and started the interrogation mode: "From now on, I ask questions, you answer, and only I can interrupt. Do you understand?"
Ao Cheng's eyes were lifeless, and he muttered to himself that it was over and he couldn't get out.
Lu Bei tightened the dragon binding rope, causing Ao Cheng to scream in pain: "Whether you live or die is a matter for the future, whether it hurts or not is a matter for the present. If you don't want to suffer, then cooperate well."
Ao Cheng snorted coldly. He had no way to survive and everything seemed indifferent to him. With Lu Bei and Gu Zongchen buried with him, he felt that he had made a profit.
"What's your name, Third Prince?"
"Ao Cheng."
"Where is your father?"
"Yin Peng."
"…" x2
Lu Bei was stunned when he heard this, and turned to look at the lighting engineer, who shook his head slightly, saying that he did not understand the rules of this place and did not want to speak rashly.
The cooperation was terrible, and there was no tacit understanding like the big brother at all.
Lu Bei had no choice but to play two roles and recited Fox Three's lines: "The prince's surname is Ao, and the Dragon King's surname is Yin. I thought the surname 'Ao' was passed down from generation to generation. It seems that I am ignorant."
"The surname Ao has indeed been passed down from generation to generation, but my father is not the Dragon King, so why should I be curious..."
Ao Cheng realized something was wrong when he was halfway through his words. He looked at Lu Bei and Gu Zongchen in confusion and said, "My mother, the Dragon King, is known to everyone in the world. You two should have heard of her even if you live in a remote place. How could you not know her?"
Lu Bei didn't answer, but tightened his belt, causing Ao Cheng to cry out in pain.
"I ask questions, you answer, and I am the only one who can interrupt."
"Who are you..."
“Ahh—”
After a few times, Ao Cheng finally gave up his curiosity and cooperated with Lu Bei's questions, pouring out all the information he knew.
Behind the foggy sea, there are oceans, continents, and fairy islands of various sizes.
Most of the sea area is under the jurisdiction of the Dragon Palace, and a small part is occupied by the island's cultivation sects and demon tribes. The Immortal Continent where humans gather is divided up by the immortal cultivation forces such as the Zhengqi Sect, the Qijue Temple, the Yin-Yang Sect, and the Shuiyun Miaomen.
The Dragon King is named Ao Yi, a female dragon with tyrannical strength. From the eldest prince to the third prince, they are Ao Feng, Ao Tian, and Ao Cheng.
As for the fourth child, Ao Yun, well... he hasn't been born yet, and his biological father is yet to be determined.
I have to say here that the relationships in Dragon Palace are somewhat complicated. The three princes have the same mother, but they do not share the same father.
For example, Ao Cheng’s father, the Demon King Yin Peng, was a winged bird demon. He occupied an island and was quite powerful. He was once a respectable demon.
Later...
He passed away peacefully, and his inheritance was received by the widow, the Dragon King, with tears in her eyes.
It is said that the Dragon King was thinking about gathering the Fengtian Chengyun, and the Birdman Demon King lacked endurance, so he ended the matter hastily, and died with his legs kicked.
The same thing happened to the biological fathers of the eldest prince and the second prince, both of whom were sent off by the Dragon King with tears.
Without further ado, let’s get back to the topic.
Ao Cheng answered the questions about the realms of cultivation that Lu Bei was most concerned about, namely foundation building, golden elixir, fusion, spirit separation, cave void, Tianyuan, tribulation crossing, and ascension.
The realms of cultivation that Lu Bei was familiar with were, in order, foundation building, elixir holding, innate, spirit transformation, refining emptiness, fusion, tribulation crossing, and Mahayana.
The names are different, but they should mean the same thing when compared.
Considering that the two places are cut off by the sea of fog and have never communicated with each other, and that each other is working in isolation, some slight differences are not surprising.
No, there is communication!
Lu Bei narrowed his eyes slightly. Without any ifs, it was obvious that Xiong Chu's founding emperor, Gu Tianyin, came from the Xianfu Continent.
He didn't quite understand the method of subdividing the realms, and guessed that the Grand Tutor would be very interested, so he rushed out when Ao Cheng was mentioned.
Zhengqi Dao, Qijue Temple, Yin-Yang Dao, Shuiyun Miaomen and so on, they all sound very powerful. There is also the Mother Dragon King of Dragon Palace. You don’t need a one-stop service, but you must have experience.
He didn't stay long. He ran away after the fight and came back next time.
“Hehehehe—”
A hearty laugh rose up, but before Lu Bei could finish, Gu Zongchen stopped him and asked Ao Cheng, who was looking down and sighing, "May I ask, Third Prince, have you encountered any strange people today?"
"have."
"Where?"
Gu Zongchen was overjoyed. Even though he didn't find Lu Dong, it was good to find clues about him.
Ao Cheng didn't say anything, but stared at Lu Bei and Gu Zongchen, implying that they were weirdos.
He was right, but it was not the answer Gu Zongchen wanted. He clasped his hands together and silently chanted a Buddhist name, then followed Lu Bei and entered the sea area under the jurisdiction of the Dragon Palace.
After a thousand steps, Lu Bei stopped with a confused look on his face.
"Heart donor?!"
"Uh, I'm lost again."