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I watched as the jailer's corpse on the ground gradually turned to powder and vanished, my eyes narrowing to slits. The jailer grew even more furious and punched me in the face again. I staggered dizzily. After all, I couldn't summon my magical power, and I had been struck by an attack infused with it. The pain was only to be expected.
"Boss, what do we do now?" one of the jailers asked the Demon Cultivator who appeared to be the prison official. The Demon Cultivator looked up at the sky and said, "Wait until the city lord arrives before torturing him."
Several Demon Cultivators stood there waiting. I swept my gaze over them, then looked up at the sky. Qiu Niu had been recovering its immortal power earlier, so it had remained in my pocket. It had recovered most of its strength, and when it saw me in trouble and unable to speak, it had taken matters into its own hands, killed one of them, and carried off my luggage. It was a dragon, no less intelligent than a human, so I wasn't worried about it being captured. After all, it could conceal its presence and form, and even change its protective coloring.
Sure enough, not long afterward, Fu Boyu flew back with a gloomy expression and empty hands. Clearly, he hadn't managed to catch Qiu Niu.
With Qiu Niu's escape, my situation immediately improved by leaps and bounds. It would definitely return when it got the chance. After spending so long together, it had long since taken me for its master. After all, even the Ancestral Dragon was inside my body.
"Brat, you're more capable than I thought. I never imagined your sword pill would possess its own consciousness!" Fu Boyu descended, then reached out to touch