East Sea Shore, Human Race Tribe

Chapter 18: East Sea Shore, Human Tribe

Green Phoenix fluttered her wings, anxiously watching Cangyuan and Bixiao ahead. Her heart pounded with unease, terrified that the two before her would hand her over to the Dragon Clan. In truth, Green Phoenix wasn't sure of the status these two Jie Teach disciples held within a Saint's grand sect. They might be personal disciples inheriting the mantle. Or they could be registered disciples of little regard.

Cangyuan's face turned cold. The Black Dragon's words were polite on the surface, but... Cangyuan caught the undertone of provocation. Instantly, his calm gaze fixed on the Black Dragon, and he said flatly, "If you cannot understand reason, then This Poor Daoist knows a bit of fist and foot, and has a few Spiritual Treasures."

Bixiao planted her hands on her hips and said fiercely, "You Dragon Clan really don't know when to die. Do you think this is still the era of the Three Clans? How dare you threaten us Jie Teach disciples! If you're smart, scram now. Otherwise... my Junior Brother still needs a mount, and I think you'd fit nicely."

Cangyuan barked coldly, "Scram!"

Being rebuked so rudely, especially in front of a crowd of subordinates, made the Black Dragon lose face. Too much shame. "Scram it is!" the Black Dragon roared, transforming in a flash into his True Dragon Dao Body and diving headfirst into the sea. In a puff of smoke, he was gone. This left Cangyuan, Bixiao, and even the Shrimp Soldiers and Crab Generals the Black Dragon had brought utterly dumbfounded. Bro, if you're gonna scram, just scram. Why roar so loud? Thought you were about to man up, but that's all you've got?

Bixiao: "Junior Brother, is this dragon here to be a joke or what?"

Cangyuan shrugged: "Maybe."

Seeing their leading True Dragon lord had fled, the ten thousand Aquatic Clan dared not linger. After a quick apology, they immediately dove into the sea. It was just a minor episode; neither Cangyuan nor Bixiao took it to heart. They set off back to Three Immortal Island.

Soon after.

Three Immortal Island.

Cangyuan and Bixiao returned. When Yunxiao and Qiongxiao saw Bixiao riding Green Phoenix, they both froze for a moment. Bixiao, an early-stage Taiyi Golden Immortal, was riding a peak-stage Taiyi Golden Immortal divine bird? Did that make sense?

Yunxiao looked at Cangyuan and asked, "Junior Brother, where did this Green Phoenix come from?"

Before Cangyuan could speak, Bixiao eagerly bounded over and vividly recounted their journey to her two sisters. Yunxiao knew her little sister's temperament well; there was likely some exaggeration, so she turned to Cangyuan. Cangyuan nodded with a smile.

Yunxiao's expression was gentle as jade, and she looked at Cangyuan gratefully: "Thank you, Daoist Brother, for taking Bixiao to find her opportunity."

"No trouble."

Cangyuan didn't mind. After all, he had already obtained his goal from this trip. What fell into Bixiao's hands was only a drop in the bucket. Cangyuan said, "I'll be going out again for a while. I've brought Bixiao back to you, Senior Sister. Keep an eye on her—if she gets lost, don't blame this Junior Brother."

Hearing this, Bixiao's cheerful mood instantly soured.

Yunxiao smiled softly.

Qiongxiao shot a teasing glance at Bixiao, then thought of something and looked at Cangyuan, vigorously signaling with her eyes. But Qiongxiao was casting pearls before swine; Cangyuan simply refused to look at her.

Suddenly, Cangyuan seemed to recall something.

In his past life, the Sanxiao Sisters' strongest technique, their greatest reliance, was without a doubt the Nine Bends Yellow River Formation.

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The Nine Bends Yellow River Formation had remarkable achievements in the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation. A simple example: all twelve of the Chan Teach Twelve Golden Immortals entered the formation together, and every single one had their Three Flowers on their crown shaved off, their Five Qi in their chest dispersed, casting them down from lofty Grand Unity Immortals to mere mortals.

A Single Battle Made Famous.

The Nine Bends Yellow River Formation lived up to its reputation as one of the Ten Great Killing Formations of the Primordial World.

And to form the Nine Bends Yellow River Formation, the Supreme Innate Spiritual Treasure Primordial Golden Dipper was the main core, but there was another spiritual treasure that was equally indispensable!

That was the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors!

A Top-grade Houtian Spiritual Treasure forged from the Innate Yin-Yang Flood Dragons.

It formed the ultimate killing power within the Nine Bends Yellow River Formation!

Cangyuan took out the corpses of the Innate Yin-Yang Flood Dragons he had slain when he rescued the Sanxiao Sisters and Zhao Gongming on the East Sea earlier.

The massive corpses of the Innate Yin-Yang Flood Dragons remained undecayed in death, their bodies wreathed in dense Yin-Yang laws, their spiritual charm undispersed, their innate Sha Qi hard to dissipate, yet this also created a rare and precious extreme sharpness!

Seeing the corpses of the Innate Yin-Yang Flood Dragons, the Sanxiao Sisters were stirred by unpleasant memories.

That was the first time since their Form Transformation that they had fled so frantically across the entire East Sea.

If not for Cangyuan's timely aid, they might have...

Cangyuan was unaware of the thoughts in the three sisters' minds. He said, "These two corpses of the Innate Yin-Yang Flood Dragons are top-grade materials for refining spiritual treasures. You can take them later and ask Master to help refine them."

"Oh, right."

Cangyuan then took out a thousand Enlightenment Tea Leaves: "These are leaves from the Supreme Innate Spiritual Root, the Dao Comprehension Tea Tree. Keep a portion for yourselves, and offer the rest to Master as a token of respect."

When asking someone for help, one never goes empty-handed.

Perhaps Master didn't need any offerings from his disciples, but putting up a show of respect always had its benefits.

Qiongxiao looked at the corpses of the Innate Yin-Yang Flood Dragons with a feeling, then turned to her eldest sister Yunxiao and said, "Eldest Sister, I feel these Innate Yin-Yang Flood Dragons are fated to be with us."

Bixiao nodded in agreement: "Mm-hmm, but why didn't I feel that way when he was chasing us before?"

Yunxiao's eyes were as gentle as water as she looked at Cangyuan, her voice sweet and moving: "I am indebted to you, Junior Brother, for so much. I have no way to repay you. In the future, if Junior Brother has any need, just call upon me."

"That's only natural."

Cangyuan said with a smile, accepting the promise directly, without saying things like "No need" or "Don't mention it."

"I still have matters to attend to. Farewell, three Senior Sisters."

Cangyuan said his goodbyes, then once again mounted the Supreme Innate Spiritual Treasure Heart Piercing Lock and left Three Immortal Island.

After Cangyuan left, Yunxiao put away the thousand Enlightenment Tea Leaves and the corpses of the Innate Yin-Yang Flood Dragons. Looking at her two younger sisters, she earnestly instructed them, "Second Sister, Little Sister, we must never forget Junior Brother's kindness. In the future, if Junior Brother has any need, even if it means wading through fire and water, we must help him."

Qiongxiao nodded: "Understood, Eldest Sister."

Bixiao, however, was lost in thought: "Where is Junior Brother going? Why can't he take me with him?"

Then Bixiao's head got a smack.

"Eldest Sister, that hurts."

Bixiao pretended to be pitiful, holding her head.

Yunxiao withdrew her hand in exasperation: "Stop pretending. Do you think I don't know you?"

On the other side.

Leaving Three Immortal Island, Cangyuan followed that instinctual perception of origin and flew in a certain direction.

"That direction should be the East Sea. Legend says that Saint Nuwa comprehended the Dao by the East Sea shore, molded clay to create humans, and brought forth the Human Race. Heaven descended great merit, and she attained the Saint fruit position in one fell swoop."

"Later, although Saint Nuwa moved the Human Race to live at the foot of Mount Buzhou, after so many years of reproduction and development, traces of the Human Race have appeared again by the East Sea shore."

"Although I am a spiritual treasure that underwent Form Transformation, my essence is still that of the Human Race."

Although Cangyuan had survived for several Yuanhui in the Primordial World, the experiences of his past life spanning over twenty years, and the red education, were still deeply etched in his heart, constantly reminding Cangyuan that he, too, was of the Human Race.

Whenever he thought of the calamity of extinction that the Human Race would soon face, Cangyuan felt uneasy.

Yet he was powerless.

With his current cultivation at the Mid Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, how could he possibly protect the Human Race in that future catastrophe?