Thirty-six stratagems, you play with me? I'm on the fifth floor!

The Ink Flood Dragon's heart skipped a beat, but he immediately began to doubt.

How could mere humans, the most insignificant of all the myriad races in the Primordial World, possibly catch the eye of a Saint?

However, it was also impossible to completely disbelieve it.

Humans were created by Nuwa, and her boundless merit allowed Nuwa to become a Saint on the spot. The Three Pure Ones also established their teachings with humans, gaining boundless merit, and finally becoming Saints.

If the Three Pure Ones took in one or two human disciples, it wouldn't be impossible.

The Ink Flood Dragon's heart sank. If this human ant were truly a Saint's disciple, he would be in serious trouble!

Especially for a disciple of the Sect of Interception, whose Saint was notoriously protective of his own!

The Ink Flood Dragon hesitated, his eyes flickering with uncertainty, while Lin Changqing's lips curved into a slight smile.

Good, very good. Keep thinking, keep agonizing, keep struggling.

Within Lin Changqing's body, three thousand six hundred Divine Demon phantoms were rapidly recovering their Divine Demon power.

Meanwhile, in the Ancestral Dragon Pool, Ao Ying was also rapidly absorbing the myriad bloodline powers.

Exposing himself as a disciple of the Sect of Interception was not about overwhelming the opponent with force from the start, but about stalling for time. Now, it seemed to be very successful.

However, this move had both advantages and disadvantages.

The Ink Flood Dragon looked at Lin Changqing now, his killing intent growing even stronger.

So what if he was a Saint's disciple?

My Demon Clan also has a Saint! Empress Wa, the Saint, is one of the Four Emperors of the Demon Clan.

My Demon Clan is the rightful ruler of heaven and earth, in charge of all things. Why should I fear a Saint's great sect!

Moreover, as long as he killed this human ant right now, everything would be resolved.

The Ink Flood Dragon stared at Lin Changqing, his killing intent surging.

The conflict from before had already created a rift. Saints' disciples couldn't be offended, but was he, a dignified late-stage Golden Immortal, supposed to apologize to a mere Mystic Immortal human ant?

Impossible! Kill him, and it's all over. Heaven and earth will know nothing!

The Ink Flood Dragon thought, his lips curving into a slight smile, and the killing intent in his eyes suddenly receded.

"Hahaha! So it's a fellow Daoist from Kunlun Mountain!"

"A misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding. Fellow Daoist is a Saint's disciple, a descendant of the Dao Ancestor. Our Heavenly Court is also a legitimate lineage of the Heavenly Dao, personally appointed by the Dao Ancestor."

"We are all family. That was just a misunderstanding just now."

As the Ink Flood Dragon spoke, he subtly moved closer to Lin Changqing.

"Fellow Daoist, with only Mystic Immortal cultivation, you can fight me to a standstill. You truly live up to being a Saint's disciple."

"Your future achievements will surely surpass mine!"

"Since we've met through combat, why don't we become friends!"

The Ink Flood Dragon spoke, as if his previous aggressive stance had been a lie.

However, Lin Changqing's lips curved into an almost imperceptible smile.

Playing these games with me?

I'm a transmigrator from Earth. I've seen plenty of schemes and stratagems.

I just tricked the Sect of Elucidation earlier. You're still too green to be acting here with me.

"Hahaha! Fellow Daoist Ink Flood Dragon, this Azure Dragon is a friend of mine. I was anxious to save someone earlier and acted rashly. Please forgive me!"

"Fellow Daoist is right, we are all family. There are no grudges that last overnight!"

Lin Changqing also smiled, taking two steps forward. Although his spear was not sheathed, he held it behind him, appearing relaxed and unguarded.

The Ink Flood Dragon's heart leaped with joy, his eyes narrowing.

Good, he fell for it!

Hmph! A mere human ant, truly an idiot!

How could I, a great demon of the Golden Immortal stage, associate with you, a tiny human ant?

This round, you thought I was wary of your identity and sought peace, but in reality, I'm three steps ahead!

Seeing the Ink Flood Dragon narrow his eyes, the smile on Lin Changqing's lips widened.

Naive. You really think I fell for it?

You're three steps ahead, but I'm five steps ahead!

Lin Changqing's gaze, from the corner of his eye, saw Ao Ying's body in the Ancestral Dragon Pool already covered in gold, with golden patterns spreading across each Dragon Scale.

Her original body had now reached nearly twelve hundred zhang, and her strength was approaching the mid-stage Golden Immortal realm.

Almost there!

This girl is truly slow. If I hadn't wanted to stall for time, why would I have been acting here for so long?

The Ink Flood Dragon and Lin Changqing smiled at each other, approaching each other. When they were less than a hundred zhang apart, killing intent surged within the Ink Flood Dragon's heart.

"Now!"

"You insignificant ant, die!!!"

The Ink Flood Dragon raised its claws, a dark light flashing as boundless killing intent condensed upon them, tearing through the air as it lunged towards Lin Changqing.

"You thought I'd befriend you? Dream on!"

"After I kill you, I'm going to feast on countless humans..."

Amidst the clichéd threats, the Ink Flood Dragon looked towards Lin Changqing.

The moment he did, his soul nearly fled his body, and smoke billowed from his orifices.

Lin Changqing, with wings now unfurled behind him, had transformed into a blood-red streak of light, rapidly fleeing into the distance.

Looking at his hand, it was empty.

However, a blood-red radiance detached itself from Lin Changqing's hand, like a shooting star, hurtling towards the Ink Flood Dragon's belly.

Damn it!!

The Ink Flood Dragon's eyes widened. How is this human even more cunning than me!

I haven't even done anything yet, and you're attacking first? You have no honor!!

The Ink Flood Dragon's sharp claws, poised to strike, dared not continue forward. Even if he tried, looking at Lin Changqing's flickering afterimage, he couldn't possibly catch up now!

He retracted his claws, aiming to grab the incoming streak of light heading for his chest.

But the Spear of Divine Demons was only about a person's height, while the Ink Flood Dragon was fifteen hundred zhang long!

Even his claws were a hundred zhang wide. As he opened them, the layers of dark green light surging upon them shattered instantly!

This was Lin Changqing's full-power strike; how could the Ink Flood Dragon have avoided it so easily?

The spear pierced the air, and only the Ink Flood Dragon's Dragon Scales could barely block it.

However, the Ink Flood Dragon's claws were too massive. The spear trembled slightly and, passing through the gaps between his claws, headed straight for the Ink Flood Dragon's belly.

"Damn it!"

"Human, to be so insidious, cunning, and despicable!!"

"I treated you with goodwill, and you launched a sneak attack!"

The Ink Flood Dragon roared incessantly, as if he had suffered the greatest injustice, his sincere heart betrayed.

Towards the wailing Ink Flood Dragon, Lin Changqing merely curled his lips. I don't believe a word you say.

Do you really think I'm an idiot? Or are you just too immersed in your role?

With a cold laugh, Changqing stood in the air at a distance, watching the scene unfold.

If the Ink Flood Dragon hadn't made the first move, he would have waited to get a little closer before attacking.

Attacking after advancing further would have been foolproof.

Attacking now carried the risk of being blocked by the Ink Flood Dragon's claws.

But at the critical moment, fate had not sided with the Ink Flood Dragon. The Spear of Divine Demons passed through the gaps between his claws, and Lin Changqing's lips curved slightly upwards.

Heaven doesn't help you, so don't blame me!

This killing move will absolutely exceed your imagination!

The Ink Flood Dragon did not see Lin Changqing's cold smile.

Instead, at this moment, the Ink Flood Dragon stared intently at the spear, greed in his eyes.

This human is still too naive.

He dares to unleash such a treasure to attack!

Based on the experience from their previous fight, his Dragon Scales could completely block the spear's attack. Once the spear's power was depleted, he could seize it.

According to his observations during the fight, this spear was at least an Innate Spiritual Treasure!

Once he refined it, he would erase the human's soul imprint, and this treasure would be his!

Thinking of this, the Ink Flood Dragon's lips curved upwards, his face beaming with joy.

You insignificant human ant, how dare you mock me now?

Hmph! I'll take your treasure!

However, Lin Changqing declared, You can't digest this treasure!!