Are you crazy? (Seeking support)

In the Second Layer Serpent Pit Abyss.

Su Qingqiu, having just devoured an Evil Remains, was hiding in a secluded cave, recuperating.

He wasn't hiding out of fear of the Demons, but because the second layer had numerous Demons and few Spiritual Snakes, making him prone to being ganged up on.

Even Su Qingqiu, who had transformed his Spiritual Light into Spiritual Yuan and possessed nearly ten thousand years of Daoism Cultivation, dared not plunge into a sea of Demons.

He usually picked out a few Evil Remains that tasted good and whose Devilish Qi wasn't too strong, then hid in a cave to digest them slowly.

While digesting, his favorite pastime was observing the situation in the Dragon-Raising Temple.

Ten thousand strands of Spiritual Light and ten thousand years of Daoism Cultivation, though they hadn't caused him to shed his skin again, had greatly enhanced his Spiritual Sense, allowing him to basically cover the entire Dragon-Raising Temple.

Therefore, peeking... cough, no, observing openly was also addictive.

As usual, Su Qingqiu shifted his gaze away from the West Temple's bathhouse and sighed in disappointment.

"It's raining heavily, so the Young Nuns aren't even bathing."

"Really, I hate girls who don't like bathing. I'll have to have those Spiritual Snakes convey the idea that female monks cultivating Spiritual Light must love bathing and cleanliness."

Su Qingqiu's eyes lit up, and he secretly praised himself.

As for the Monks in the East Temple, who cared if they died? Let them do whatever they wanted.

Su Qingqiu felt no shame in openly watching such things; on the contrary, he took pride in it, feeling no embarrassment whatsoever.

After all, dragons are inherently lustful; it was an instinct passed down from his True Dragon ancestors, and had nothing to do with him, Su. He considered himself a gentlemanly snake.

Suppressing his restless heart, Su Qingqiu turned his gaze to Xuan Ye.

He had learned quite a bit about Xuan Ye during this period, and even knew exactly what the Old Emperor of Zhaoyang Country was planning.

He never expected the Major Rain Accumulation Technique to be mistaken for a True Dragon bringing rain. Even more unexpected was that such a baseless rumor would captivate a reigning emperor and his officials.

Was it because he, Su, truly possessed the potential of a True Dragon, or was it because Zhaoyang Country was on the verge of collapse, leading to an abundance of fools?

Su Qingqiu guessed the former.

He was pleased with himself for a long time because of this.

After all, the eyes of the masses were discerning; whether he admitted it or not, he had the potential of a True Dragon. This was a settled fact and not up for debate.

"But I didn't expect them to think that the current heavy rain was also caused by me."

"What a false accusation... Even with ten thousand years of Daoism Cultivation, the Major Rain Accumulation Technique couldn't conjure such a large amount of water vapor out of thin air. Unless I advanced to the level of summoning wind and rain with Spiritual Power."

Su Qingqiu pouted.

Coincidentally, this heavy rain was merely a trigger for his Major Rain Accumulation Technique, much like a "Rain-inducing Bomb" in his previous life.

Dahuangluo Land had been suffering from a three-year drought, with all the surface water evaporating into the void.

Over three years, the water vapor in the void had accumulated sufficiently. Even without Su Qingqiu's Major Rain Accumulation Technique guiding it, a heavy rain would have occurred at an appropriate time.

But now, by sheer coincidence, it was guided out by Su Qingqiu's Major Rain Accumulation Technique. This could only be described as too coincidental.

"However, the water vapor in the void seems to be condensing towards the Luo River area. If my guidance hadn't occurred, the northwestern region of Dahuangluo would still be facing a prolonged drought."

"And the Luo River area, already suffering from floods, would be hit even harder, possibly even washing away Luojia Mountain again."

"So... was this drought, and the heavy rain at Luojia Mountain, all part of someone's secret plan?"

Su Qingqiu's eyes flickered. He hadn't forgotten that there was an ancient ruin at Luojia Mountain, and the Hundred-Eyed Devil's true form was plotting there.

Unfortunately, being in the Snake Abyss and not wanting to venture out, he could only let the Hundred-Eyed Devil continue to revel there for now.

The main reason was a lack of security. He would consider leaving only after he had transformed into a dragon.

"Hmm... Xuan Ye has quite a few historical anecdotes and legends about True Dragons. Some of this information could be useful to me... I should think of a way to get him to obtain more similar rare ancient books?"

"It would be best if he could also bring the suspected True Dragon bones hidden in the Imperial Court to the Dragon-Raising Temple..."

Su Qingqiu began to focus his attention on Xuan Ye. However, he hadn't yet figured out how to scheme this.

Seeing Xuan Ye summon Yuanhui, Su Qingqiu withdrew his gaze from him.

As for Yuanhui, perhaps it was because the middle-aged nun contained a lot of Spirit Snake Spiritual Light, but she seemed to be able to vaguely sense the Spiritual Sense that Su Qingqiu had cast over the Dragon-Raising Temple.

However, this nun was also quite cunning. After discovering this, she did not make a sound, but remained silent, as if nothing had happened.

Su Qingqiu couldn't guess her exact thoughts. But no matter what Yuanhui thought, she would never imagine that the so-called True Dragon was merely a special Spiritual Python from the depths of the Snake Abyss.

So, even if she detected his Spiritual Sense, it wouldn't matter.

When patrolling his territory, one must not forget the little servant, Lingfa. As the first person Su Qingqiu had anchored, a terrifying change had occurred in him since Su Qingqiu's Spiritual Light transformed into Spiritual Yuan.

Su Qingqiu called it Lingyuan Transformation.

Unlike ordinary contamination by Evil Qi or erosion by Spiritual Light, Lingyuan Transformation was a terrifying assimilation phenomenon that transformed every inch of Lingfa's skin, from body and mind to flesh, in the direction of Su Qingqiu.

If not stopped, Lingfa might one day be completely assimilated into a part of Su Qingqiu.

This reminded him of a saying from his previous life: those who are close to gods will become gods.

It was rumored that the most powerful Demon Lords could completely corrupt and assimilate other beings into Devils. The inner devil lord of the Six Paths could even subtly replace and possess the person in their heart.

Su Qingqiu's Lingyuan Transformation was precisely this.

Even if the Lingyuan Transformation was stopped, Lingfa's mind had already unswervingly supported Su Qingqiu, becoming like a fanatic who feared nothing, not even death.

Therefore, when Su Qingqiu was watching him, this fellow was relentlessly scrutinizing Yuanming's every move.

From what Yuanming ate today, to what Underpants he wore at night, even the secret rendezvous with a certain Top Courtesan from Yihong Courtyard in Chiyang City, he had investigated it all clearly.

And today, as if sensing something, Yuanming could no longer stand it. He cornered Lingfa in a secluded pavilion and gritted his teeth, asking, "Damn it, Lingfa, what exactly are you trying to do? Stalking me every day? A teacher for a day is a father for life, is this how you act as a disciple?"

Lingfa remained unmoved. Instead, he took out a diary and began writing in front of Yuanming: "Today Yuanming had a secret rendezvous with the Young Nun from West Temple, and even told the Young Nun: I have connections, if you want to speed up your cultivation, you must listen to me."

"Oh, and he also seemed to want that Young Nun to call him 'Daddy'! I don't quite understand, is it necessary to acknowledge daughters everywhere? Is Yuanming afraid no one will see him off when he dies?"

Seeing this, Yuanming's face turned green. He could no longer care about anything else. With a wave of his hand, his Magical Power condensed, and a Water Dragon's Roar roared towards Lingfa.

"Villain, how dare you!"

"Take your life!"

This is infuriating!

Where did this scoundrel learn this bad habit of keeping a diary on the spot?

He's insane!