Passionate Desires? Madam's Questioning

The water dragons moved like a grand feast.

The Dragon-Appreciation Banquet features numerous seating arrangements: the Wave-Dispatch Seat, the Hundred-Mile Seat, the Thousand-Mile Seat, the Wave-Assistance Seat, the Dragon-Guard Seat, the Ten-Thousand-Li Seat...

The Wave-Dispatch Seat away the waves, driving away the surrounding people. Along the Hundred-Mile Seat, for hundreds of miles, a seat was set up. Several Jianghu masters gathered at the seats, waiting for the dragon to emerge from the water.

If there are difficulties, let's join hands to help each other. If there are no difficulties, let's cheer each other on.

This journey across water is of utmost importance. The "Ten-Thousand-Li Seat" and "Dragon-Guard Seat" positions are the most important. The dragon travels across water, crossing ten thousand miles of waterways to reach the first level.

For the first ten thousand miles, it sheds its serpentine body. For the second ten thousand miles, it begins to take on the appearance of a dragon. For the third ten thousand miles, it begins to possess the essence of a dragon.

Among the strongest in the ' Ten-Thousand-Li Seat ', those who have contributed the most effort, even those whose lives, success, or failure are at stake, are undoubtedly the ones who have achieved it. Wen Caishang was originally the head of the fourth Ten Ten-Thousand-Li Seat.

However, the news was leaked.

To avoid trouble with her enemies, Wen Caishang swapped seats with Zeng Tai'an, changing to the "Dragon-Guard Seat," and boarded the Dragon-Riding Ship, accompanying the dragon all the way down the river.

The Dragon-Guard Seat were truly the most exhausted.

The river was swift, the boat rocked and swayed as it traveled along the river.

There are seven people Dragon-Guard Seat.

Golden Saber Earth Jiao Zhu Budong, Sword-Holding Old Woman Su Yu, Sighing Sun Scholar Qi Kaiyan, Sinking Stele Hand Luo Sheng, Wang Heng Fist Chang Kun.

There was also an old man in a green robe who was aloof, rarely spoke, and seldom appeared in public.

Li Xian was already familiar with Zhu Budong, Su Yu, and Qi Kaiyan, but he had never met Luo Sheng, Chang Kun, or the old man in the green robe.

With the 30,000-mile mark approaching, the situation was extremely unfavorable. Inside the ship's council hall, the decor was simple, with a flickering oil lamp, where a group of experts gathered to discuss matters.

The seven men slammed their fists on the table and decided to adopt Li Xian's brilliant plan to avoid direct confrontation. Wang Heng Quan, Chang Kun, immediately informed the Python Flood Dragon in the river.

Knowing the situation, the Python Flood Dragon considered it carefully and chose to follow the crowd. It moved its dragon body, changed direction, and swam into the Qianhua River.

The river was steep and narrow, making it difficult for the dragon to stretch its long body. It stumbled and staggered for more than a hundred miles before arriving at a place close to the Benhua River. The Python Flood Dragon, riding Dragon-Riding Ship on its head, suddenly leaped out of the water.

It is beginning to show signs of soaring through the clouds.

Wherever it goes, the water surges to the sky. Although the Python Flood Dragon can ride the clouds and mist, it is not True Dragon after all, and its limit is to traverse several miles.

Fly over a village.

The people along the way were stunned when they saw the dragon's tracks. The Python Flood Dragon flew by, bringing heavy rain along the way.

It was its first time soaring through the clouds, and it was very unaccustomed to it. Its dragon body swayed from side to side, and it soon fell into the river.

Having bypassed the 30,000-li pass, the Python Flood Dragon, panting heavily, had reached its limit in its journey across the water. Crossing the 30,000-li pass, the dragon-like characteristics became even more pronounced.

Strength grows within its body, and its dragon claws become sharp and razor-sharp.

They had a brief respite.

The remaining hundreds of miles of river were safe. The Python Flood Dragon recovered its strength and its condition improved.

On Dragon-Riding Ship.

Qi Kaiyan said, "If it weren't for Brother Li's brilliant plan, there would definitely be a dangerous battle at the 30,000-mile mark. Even if we could get through that hurdle, the remaining 20,000-mile waterway would be in grave danger!"

"I was just mentioning it casually. It was the foresight and foresight of the seniors that resolved this situation. It has nothing to do with me," Li Xian said humbly.

"What a magnanimous air! You have the same flair as your wife!" Chang Kun, the Wang Heng, laughed.

Wen Caishang frowned slightly, thinking to herself, "Although Li Xian is not very knowledgeable, he is exceptionally intelligent. Given time, he will become incredibly talented. At that time, he will surely recruit many people, so I need to reduce his contact with outsiders."

He beckoned Li Xian back and said, "Xiao Xian, you have indeed contributed to this. We will reward you when we return to the manor."

Li Xian said, "Thank you, Madam!" Seeing the heroes of the Jianghu displaying their prowess and talents, he also wanted more opportunities to accumulate strength.

Wen Caishang's heart fluttered as she recalled the past few days when the two of them had hunted in seclusion, practiced swordsmanship together, and bathed in medicinal herbs together... It had been a very joyful time. If this trip was successful, they would surely lie low for several years to dispel their misfortune. With Li Xian by their side, it would certainly not be boring. The joy they would experience here was truly indescribable.

Her expression was calm, and her thoughts were completely unreadable. She simply nodded slightly, then turned and went into her room to meditate and practice internal exercises.

Although the Python Flood Dragon had crossed the third pass, it was covered in Thunder Injury, and its speed had been greatly reduced.

On the fifth and sixth days of the second lunar month, they traveled only a few thousand li.

The people on the dragon boat frowned slightly, sensing something was amiss.

The Python Flood Dragon was exhausted, its Blood Qi were dissipated, and it had reached its limit in resisting the natural winds, waves, thunder, and rain.

They were no longer able to fight against Great Wu.

Old dragon, sick dragon, wounded dragon... these are the delicious dishes for the Dragon-Slaying Banquet. Everyone thought in unison, "Since things have come to this, we have no choice but to do our utmost to help!"

The Dragon-Riding Ship is stocked with wine, meat, and other food. Every evening, when the current slows down, the cook on board prepares the food, cooking rice and dishes.

The cook was from Sishui Prefecture in Longxiong Circuit Province. His cooking skills were not bad, but he liked to add chili peppers. The meat and vegetables were reddish and looked extremely spicy.

In the past few days.

Li Xian often interacted with the kitchen staff, learning a few culinary skills and inquiring about the local customs and culture of Longxiong Circuit and Sishui Prefecture.

What he saw on the river and heard while on the boat greatly enriched him. "The Martial Dao lies in understanding the universe. I am full of curiosity about everything in the world, and that's why I am now full of curiosity about Martial Dao!"

Several more days passed in this manner.

Occasionally, those who Dragon-Appreciation Banquet will loudly and respectfully shout.

Occasionally, there are those who Dragon-Slaying Banquet, shouting and yelling for battle.

Each side contributed half, but progress was made gradually, and the waterway was already more than halfway through.

The general trend is like a flowing river, rushing forward. There are many obstacles; you can avoid one, but you can't avoid the other.

When the journey reached 36,000 li.

They encountered the formidable "Spring-Winter Couple," whose strength was immense, and who had managed to kill the dragon. There was no way to avoid or dodge this encounter; the only option was to confront them.

Wang Heng Chang Kun punched Jiang Lang with a furious roar. The old woman Su Yu, holding a sword, wrapped her arms around the long sword. The two jumped into the river and fought with Spring-Winter Couple.

It was quite a perilous battle.

With a single punch, the river surged violently, and fish and shrimp scattered in panic. The old woman with the sword moved with astonishing Movement Method, standing on the water as if walking on flat ground. Chang Kun's fist style was domineering, and his punches were difficult to resist.

The Spring-Winter Couple were no ordinary fighters. One held a "Spring Drum," and the other a "Winter Whip." The Spring Drum resounded, and the Winter Whip lashed out. A chilling aura emanated from them.

The two sides are locked in a fierce and dangerous battle.

The farther the Boat Guild, the harder it is to see.

Two of the seven seats are already gone!

When the journey had covered 38,000 li.

The "Wave-Rowing Saber King" of the Longxiong Circuit area, with his flowing robes, stands facing the river, his cold eyes scanning the dragon.

Despite the swift current, he stood calmly.

Zhu Budong patted the golden knife and laughed, "Damn it, he's a skilled knife user too. I'll have a go at him!"

He leaped out, slashing forward with his blade. The Wave-Rowing Saber King countered with his own, a clash of swords, gold against silver. One was like Golden Dragon emerging from the heavens, his blade unstoppable. The other stood like a silver blade, unmoved.

They happened to meet an adversary.

A mist filled the air; the battle was raging!

The fish and shrimp were so startled that they scattered.

The boat, carried by the water, gradually sailed away.

Only four of the seven seats remain!

Having traveled 39,000 li, it had been six days since we arrived at the river crossing. We rushed out of Longxiong on the Benhua River and headed back to Yunan! The journey was winding and unpredictable.

The forty thousand li pass is approaching.

It was evening, and the river was straight, with the setting sun hanging over it. The river surface shimmered with golden light.

Having traveled this far, the river has lost its surging momentum; only the old dragon grits its teeth and stubbornly endures, risking its life to continue its journey.

Wen Caishang said, "Senior Long, please do your best."

The Python Flood Dragon said, "While I still have a breath left, I shall return to the sea."

The setting sun is about to disappear.

Li Xian suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, enveloped by an immense, ominous aura. Looking closely, he saw two groups of people facing each other on either side of the river.

On the left are the powerful figures seated at the Dragon Appreciation Seat, including acquaintances such as Zeng Tai'an. On the right are the powerful figures seated at the Dragon Slayer Seat, a large group, all full of vigor and vitality.

The two sides were locked in a standoff, but the Dragon-Slaying Banquet held the upper hand. Inside the Dragon-Riding Ship, Qi Kaiyan, the old man in the green robe, Luo Sheng, the stele-bearer, Wen Caishang discussed the matter.

Qi Kaiyan said, "Given the situation here, it seems we'll have to leave a few more behind. The order of attack should be decided here."

Everyone knew perfectly well that the stronger the warrior, the more secure the protection of the dragon. At that moment, Qi Kaiyan, the Sighing Sun Scholar, Luo Sheng, the master of the stele, admitted that they were no match for Wen Caishang.

The old man in the green robe had a detached expression and rarely spoke. Yet, he was a respected guest at True-Seeking Tower. It was truly impossible to know who was stronger between the two.

The old man in the green robe said calmly, "Wen Caishang, let's exchange a palm strike and see who makes the last move."

Having said that, before Wen Caishang could respond, a palm strike suddenly came. Wen Caishang robe took several steps back, saying, "Very powerful! You should go to your room and rest!"

"We'll deal with this pass!"

The outcome is decided.

Wen Caishang nodded and said, "Xiao Xian, this is none of our business. Come back to your room with me."

Li Xian said, "Okay."

He had already returned to his room when he suddenly heard a commotion outside: splashing water, sounds of fighting, clashing weapons, and shouts of names being exchanged...

The 40,000-mile pass was fraught with danger and suspense, but we barely made it through.

Of the seven Dragon-Guard Seat, only one remains.

Python Flood Dragon swam past the pass, the green faded, replaced by golden hues. Only nine thousand miles of river remained before it reached the sea.

After the fierce fighting, the night was completely calm.

The river flows gently.

Li Xian and Wen Caishang sat at the bow of the boat. The Python Flood Dragon had transformed into a half-dragon and was slowly swimming around.

Li Xian cracked some melon seeds and chuckled, "Senior Long, now it's just the three of us left."

"Yes," the Python Flood Dragon said, "Dragon Claw Town was so lively, but now that we've come all this way, it's just the three of us left."

Li Xian grabbed a handful of melon seeds, shook them in his palm, and blew on them gently. The shells scattered, leaving only the kernels.

Li Xian said, "Senior Long, catch!" and tossed the nuts into the air.

The Python Flood Dragon raised its head and swallowed it whole, but couldn't taste anything. Wen Caishang laughed and scolded, "You little rascal, you're quite the character. Please don't be offended, Senior Dragon."

"How could I dare?" the Python Flood Dragon said. "We will still need your help for the last nine thousand miles."

"I will do my best, there's no need to worry," Wen Caishang said.

Li Xian leaned against the boat railing and said, "Senior Dragon, after you transform into a dragon, if there is an opportunity in the future, could you give me a ride?"

"Hahaha, it's alright, it's alright." The Python Flood Dragon thrashed about in the water.

Li Xian thought to himself, "I've never ridden a dragon before!" Unable to find himself calm, filled with curiosity, he asked again, "Senior Dragon, did you cultivate from a snake beast?"

The Python Flood Dragon said, "Yes and no."

"Senior Old Dragon, you are Ink Serpent," Wen Caishang said. "The Ink Serpent is a type of snake that has the potential to cultivate and transform into a dragon. Among the Ink Serpent, there was once a rare serpent beast."

"He lived to be four hundred years old and could cross rivers on his own. He entered the sea as a dragon, and no one came to his aid. Those who came to block his way were all swallowed up by him. He was extremely powerful."

The Python Flood Dragon asked, "Does such a powerful Python Flood Dragon truly exist in the world? Wen Caishang, how do you know?"

Wen Caishang said, "It is indeed true, how would I know? Senior Long, there's no need for you to ask further."

"Very well," the Python Flood Dragon said. "Madam Wen's talent and learning are vast and profound; this old dragon is far from being able to match her."

The Python Flood Dragon moved through the water.

At first, it was powerful and vigorous, traveling thousands of miles a day, with ceaseless wind and rain and incessant thunder. At the end, it was tranquil and peaceful, but hidden murderous intent beneath.

This 9,000-mile stretch... must be the most murderous intent place.

The Python Flood Dragon asked, "So, what exactly is your relationship?"

Wen Caishang said calmly, "What, you old dragon, are you gossiping about such mundane things as mine?"

"Naturally, dragons are inherently lewd," the Python Flood Dragon said. "I feel quite compatible with this young brother Li; perhaps he's quite lewd himself."

Wen Caishang immediately glanced over, her gaze playful, sweeping over his body, thinking, "If we're talking about this kid's lewdness, I doubt he's completely devoid of it. When I was in seclusion earlier, he..."

Li Xian wiped away a cold sweat. "Senior Long, please don't speak nonsense. I'm an honest and simple man, I'm afraid I have no connection with the word 'lewd'."

"Li Xian." Wen Caishang looked over with her beautiful eyes, a slight smirk on her lips, and said with great interest, "Since Senior Dragon is curious about our relationship, then you can tell it."

"And tell it about the relationship between you and me."