Weak Water Three Thousand, Goose Feathers Can't Float!

The day passed, and still, no rain fell!

After school at the Daoist Academy, Luo Zhou headed home.

Dean Zhao wasn't around today; otherwise, he could have had a good chat with him.

Back home, Luo Zhou waited in silence.

As midnight approached, the sound of boiling water echoed through the courtyard.

Over a thousand children crawled their way here.

They were packed so densely there was barely room to stand.

Chirping and chattering, the cacophony was driving Luo Zhou mad.

They came before Luo Zhou, gently touching him, transferring something to him…

Once the touching was done, the Dead Spirits were finally freed, slowly reverting to their appearance in life.

One by one, the little children returned to their normal forms.

They looked at Luo Zhou, their gratitude and thanks conveyed through bows and salutes.

Luo Zhou watched them, then took out two items.

The Northern Mang Sacrifice Seat conjured a spread: a pig's head, a sheep's head, a cow's head, pastries, fresh flowers, and fruits…

All made of paper, they shimmered and slowly burned, turning into wisps of smoke that rose gently.

Luo Zhou then took out the Soul Crossing Incense and slowly lit it.

He had bought this specially!

"Everyone, have a bite. You're all children, don't go hungry on your journey. I prepared this especially for you.

No one else gets this treatment, only you. It cost a full two Spirit Stones.

Everyone, your great revenge is achieved, go now, enter reincarnation!"

The Northern Mang Sacrifice Seat and the Soul Crossing Incense emanated spiritual energy.

The many children ate, some even crying out for "Mom" and "Mother."

Then, one by one, they vanished, slowly dissipating, returning to reincarnation!

All the Dead Spirits were gone.

"Luo Zhou, sensing the Dead Underworld's plea for help, a spirit has committed evil, punish it!"

"Punish evil, slay the Woodworm Devil Liu Changlong, good, this deserves a reward!"

"Rewarding Good and Punishing Evil completed, reward!"

Essence, energy, spirit!

Essence and energy entered his body, and Luo Zhou's entire being silently evolved.

Flesh, blood, bones, five senses, meridians, four limbs, internal organs, essence, soul, and spirit, all were strengthened and enhanced bit by bit with the infusion of essence.

This was quite similar to the merit King Xianchang had imparted today.

However, this was safer than King Xianchang's method and offered several times the enhancement.

Energy entered his Dantian, forming streams of true energy.

Weak Water energy!

"North of Kunlun lies a water whose force cannot lift even a feather, hence its name, Weak Water."

The poison of Weak Water, where even a feather cannot float, and immortals and Buddhas cannot cross.

A total of twenty-four streams of Weak Water energy were received.

Luo Zhou's Dantian now contained true energy:

Eleven streams of Heaven-Eating energy, eleven streams of Earth-Boring energy, nine streams of Heavy Water energy, eighteen streams of Heavenly Water Qi, twenty-six streams of Tidal Qi, and twenty-four streams of Weak Water energy.

Exactly ninety-nine streams of true energy in total!

Spirit, in this context, was Liu Changlong's various life experiences, cultivation insights, and special skills, which transformed into streams of sense and poured into Luo Zhou's mind, becoming his life experience.

Liu Changlong was truly a homebody. Despite being the sect leader, he barely managed affairs. He would rather lie down than sit, and in his entire life, he rarely left his home if he could help it.

He had no wife or concubines, no children, and cultivated alone.

The only thing he could truly boast about in his life was his carpentry skills; he could craft all sorts of furniture.

His memories of the Jellyfish Heavenly Palace were chaotic and incomplete, protected by sworn magical curses to prevent him from being soul-searched if he revealed them.

His cultivation methods were similarly protected by sworn magical curses, preventing them from being transmitted.

Luo Zhou only knew that his cultivation method was called "Cloud Peak Watery Haven of a Hundred Rebirths," which, along with Luo Zhou's own secret manual "The Azure Waters Flow East to This Return," were supreme methods of the Jellyfish Heavenly Palace of the same rank.

However, there was one great benefit Luo Zhou received.

That was Liu Changlong's innate spiritual power, "Weak Water Three Thousand."

This was his innate spiritual power, awakened by his bloodline, and thus not controlled by the other party's curses, allowing it to be transmitted to Luo Zhou.

Weak Water Three Thousand, not a feather can float!

It can create a body of water, within which all laws and all Spiritual Power dissipate.

Luo Zhou experimented, the area of the water was a circular domain with a radius of one zhang around him.

However, this technique requires Weak Water energy to consume its True energy.

Luo Zhou was overjoyed, he had gained another Spiritual Power.

But why did he feel more and more like a Saint Son of the Water Cloud Celestial Palace?

Having obtained Liu Changlong's inheritance, Luo Zhou was very happy. He cultivated for a while, then went to sleep.

Looking at the energy in the sky outside, tomorrow would surely bring a torrential downpour.

Tomorrow would be the day the old Crocodile Dragon met its demise!

As he slept that night, in a daze, the Eternal Sea of Fire appeared again.

Liu Changlong was slowly sent into the sea of fire, refined, and transformed into a flame, wandering within the sea of fire.

But Liu Changlong's essence, energy, spirit were all eaten by the Dead Spirit, and then passed on to him?

What exactly was this?

Could it be a case of "eating" multiple times?

Would every enemy he killed transform into a flame in the Eternal Sea of Fire?

What was the benefit of becoming a flame?

Luo Zhou didn't know. He would take it slow. As long as he could survive, he would eventually find out!

The second day of the seventh lunar month, one more day!

As expected, it started raining from early morning. It wasn't heavy at first, just a drizzle, then it grew heavier and heavier.

Luo Zhou got up and looked outside. Today was a battle to the death.

Either he died, or the old dragon perished!

Then he should set off.

He put on a straw cape to ward off the rain, slung three Eyebrow-Level Staffs over his back, and set off in the rain.

He soon arrived at Diving Bay, the place in his memory where he would kill the dragon.

He would wait here, ambushing the old Crocodile Dragon.

In fact, Luo Zhou had been here countless times in the past few days.

Familiarizing himself with the environment.

The rain grew heavier, and lightning struck intermittently.

Luo Zhou took out an Invisibility Talisman and quietly activated it.

An Invisibility Talisman could maintain invisibility for three hours as long as Luo Zhou remained still.

But even though he was wearing a straw cape, with the torrential rain now, an Invisibility Talisman would only last for about an hour and a half.

However, Luo Zhou wasn't worried. He had six Invisibility Talismans, three Random Flight Talismans, and three Illusion Talismans.

If he didn't spend Spirit Stones, were they meant for the undertaker?

He would spend these Spirit Stones and turn them into his own strength.

Time passed bit by bit, and the effect of the Invisibility Talisman wore off.

Luo Zhou activated another Invisibility Talisman.

The rain also subsided, gradually becoming a light drizzle.

Only the river in front had swollen, and the once calm river channel had become a rushing torrent.

In this hour and a half, no one had passed by.

Even a fool would know that the Rainy Night Devil came out to eat people when it rained. Walking on bridges or by the lake at this time was like courting death.

Although the Crocodile Dragon was called the Rainy Night Devil, it also came out during the day.

Did you think you were safe just because you weren't by the riverbank? It could easily come ashore and move around.

Those who were careless and didn't believe it had already died!

He continued to wait. Around noon, Luo Zhou's eyes suddenly lit up.

In the river, swimming upstream!

It was the old Crocodile Dragon!

At this moment, it had transformed into the size of a small dog, swimming upstream with the current.

Looking at it, the small dog-sized old Crocodile Dragon was quite cute and adorable.

But anyone who encountered it would never see them again.

For many years, the old Crocodile Dragon had eaten people silently, leaving nothing behind.

Ten years ago, perhaps it grew tired of eating people, and began leaving behind corpses, which is how it earned the title of the Rainy Night Devil.

Luo Zhou remained still, his entire spirit focused, Dragon-Slaying Thrust in hand, waiting silently.

The old Crocodile Dragon swam leisurely in the river.

It seemed to be inspecting its territory with a relaxed air.

It paid no mind to anything on the riverbank, just eating and playing!

Suddenly, a massive tide appeared around it, waves surging like a flood.

Someone roared, "Overturning Rivers and Seas, colossal waves engulfing the heavens!"

The old Crocodile Dragon chuckled, "Fun's here?"

More dragon slayers had arrived!

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