Facing Purple Void, who would rather draw his sword than waste words, Chen Jia could only feel helpless.
With anyone else, he could still devise schemes and play tricks. When it came to cunning, he feared no one—but the prerequisite was that the other party had to play by the same rules. Only then could one freely engage in power struggles. The problem was that his opponent was a sword cultivator who knew nothing but drawing his sword!
The utterly unreasonable sort. Schemes and calculations were completely useless against him.
Forget it, forget it. As long as this sword-crazed man was around, he would never say another bad word about Chunyang Palace. There was no need to throw his life away.
Pan Hongzu continued practicing his swordsmanship without expression. Even seated atop a horse, it did not hinder his cultivation of sword intent. Training killing moves did not require sitting still for months to slowly comprehend them. The environment during a battle would never be as tranquil as a cave dwelling; one had to grow accustomed to all kinds of surroundings.
While the two said nothing, someone else stepped forward to explain matters to the Great General.
"Great General, it is said that Longze County was once struck by the Heavenly Flood. Tens of thousands of citizens were trapped and could have been swallowed by the waters at any moment. Fortunately, the White Dragon Girl appeared and led the flood away, saving all the people of the city. It is said that the people even built a Dragon Girl Temple for her."
"That is correct. The most famous place here is precisely that Dragon Girl Temple. The dragon there was once bestowed an imperial title by the Great Tang Emperor. Rumor has it that she is exceedingly efficacious and has