Yansheng's Wrath, a Thousand-Foot Wave; Fufeng's Four Gates Lock the True Dragon

The sun was bright, and the colorful clouds remained.

After forcing the Sea Tower back, Jin Xian'e sat with Heng Hua in the tea room on the tower, chatting.

Even though it was only a temporary restoration of her Female Form, Jin Xian'e's attitude toward Heng Hua had changed 180 degrees.

Heng Hua, being quite perceptive of human emotions, mentioned many methods for female cultivators to maintain their youthful appearance while chatting with Jin Xian'e, which made the female cultivator even happier, and they gradually became more familiar.

Fu Xiangfeng and Fu Xuanxing were at the stern of the ship. They observed Heng Hua and Jin Xian'e, who were happily conversing, through the window, performing their protective duties.

Bored, Fu Xuanxing leaned against the ship's wall and asked lazily, "Brother Fu, your Yanlong Northern Region has Shuimen Island, the south has Huomen Island, and the east has Fengmen Island. Is there a Dimenshen Island to the west? Earth, Fire, Wind, Water?"

"There is no Dimenshen Island, only Tianmen Island."

"Tianmen Island?" Fu Xuanxing was taken aback. "Why is that? Shouldn't it be 'Earth, Fire, Wind, Water'?"

"Because we use the Postnatal Bagua arrangement. Tianmen Island is located in the Qian Palace in the northwest. Shuimen Island and Huomen Island are located in the north and south, in the Kan and Li Palaces, respectively. Fengmen Island is in the southeast, in the Xun Palace."

Fu Xiangfeng said as he drew a simple diagram on the ship, "Look, this is the orientation of the Four Gates."

"We are currently in the north, and we've moved further away from Huomen Island," Fu Xuanxing said, looking at the map and scratching his head in annoyance.

Looking at the simple diagram, Fu Xiangfeng suddenly said, "Tonight is Little Sixth's last time giving needles to Senior Zhou. Will you be leaving tomorrow when Senior Zhou's condition improves slightly?"

"Mm."

The young man in red raised his head and said firmly, "We can't be a burden to you any longer. Tomorrow, when Senior Uncle's condition is slightly better, we will rush to Huomen Island."

Clink--

A small dessert plate fell from upstairs, hitting Fu Xuanxing squarely on the forehead.

Heng Hua's leisurely voice drifted over, "You will come with me to Buried Turtle Reef. The method I have to save Senior Zhou is on Buried Turtle Reef. There is an Innate Illusion Array around Buried Turtle Reef, and entering there can temporarily ensure Senior Zhou's safety."

Fu Xiangfeng looked up. "Little Sixth, can your friend on Buried Turtle Reef be trusted? Water Bandits are rampant there. If they find out about Senior Zhou Xiao's situation, it might not be safe."

"Don't worry, my friend is a good person, and it's absolutely safe to enter Buried Turtle Reef. There, I will perform a ritual to extend Senior's life for nine days. After all this is done, you can leave."

Fu Xuanxing hesitated. Suddenly, Fu Xiangfeng slapped his back heavily. "How about this, if you trust us. Tomorrow, settle Senior and Little Sixth. I'll accompany you to Huomen Island."

"No, you protect Senior Uncle. I'll go to Huomen Island myself. I believe Brother Fu Liu won't harm Senior Uncle."

Inside the cabin, Fu Heyi was sitting with Zhou Xiao.

Because Fu Heyi had lost several sets of formation flags on the way, Zhou Xiao gave him a set of formation flags he carried with him and guided his cultivation.

Feeling Zhou Xiao's kindness, and upon hearing the conversation outside, Fu Heyi silently used the Wind Sound Technique to privately message Fu Henghua.

"What exactly is Senior Zhou Xiao's condition?"

"Senior's condition is mainly in two aspects. One is that his Golden Core is shattered, and his meridians are damaged. After three days of my acupuncture, his realm can fall back to Foundation Establishment, and he can circulate qi smoothly. But the trouble is, he's exhausted himself in continuous battles. Even with all my efforts, I can only extend his life for a while longer. When the time comes, he will still have to disperse his cultivation and die."

"Is there no way?"

"Within the remaining days after I finish my acupuncture. If Senior Zhou can form a Golden Core again, perhaps he can heal himself."

That's too unrealistic.

Heng Hua had asked Zhou Xiao beforehand.

Zhou Xiao believed he didn't have that ability. The reason he traveled with Heng Hua was to stabilize his injuries within three days. Even if he could only recover to the Foundation Establishment Realm, he could accompany his junior nephew to Huomen Island to destroy the Devilish Creatures.

"However..."

Heng Hua's voice hesitated slightly. "There is one person who can save Senior."

"Who?"

"The Southern Dipper Six Needles govern longevity, and the Azure Green Qi animates ghosts and gods."

"The one who is said to bring the King of Hell back to life?"

One of Yanlong's five great alchemists, the Living Yama. He claimed that even if a ghost or god fell into his hands, he could bring them back to life.

"It's just a false reputation. It's impossible to resurrect ghosts and gods. But if it's just to stimulate essence and prolong life, force Senior Zhou to unleash his potential, and forcefully shape a Golden Core, it should be possible."

Fu Heyi frowned secretly and transmitted, "Rumor has it that the 'Living Yama' has a strange temper. Even if you see him, if he's in a bad mood, he won't treat you."

"Of course, that stubborn old man is skilled in poisons; saving people is just a side effect. But I have a favor token from my Grandfather. If I meet him, I can ask for his help. But the problem is, this old man has sealed his spiritual island and gone out to collect poisonous herbs. Who knows where he is right now."

Fu Heyi fell silent.

That's right, the Living Yama's whereabouts are unpredictable. Where could they find him?

Outside, Fu Xuanxing stared at the Four Gates Islands and suddenly said, "These four islands, don't they look like a formation?"

The young man drew two straight lines, water against fire, wind against sky, and pointed to the intersection in the middle. "Is there something else here? A central island?"

"The Central Region is a miasma-infested forbidden area, and all cultivators are prohibited from approaching."

But going from north to south, this was the most convenient shortcut.

"Don't think nonsense. That place really cannot be entered. Our Yanlong's Four Gates Islands are used to suppress the monster underneath."

"You mean that dragon--"

Fu Xiangfeng quickly covered his mouth with his hand.

RUMBLE--

The sky churned with wind and thunder, and the sunlight suddenly dimmed.

Fu Heyi rushed out, cursing, "You brat, what nonsense are you spouting!"

Didn't they call it a monster one after another, but dared not mention "Dragon King"?

Upstairs, Jin Xian'e's expression was horrified. "The one underwater is still conscious? The one from the Yellow Dragon Region has been in slumber for three hundred years!"

"Our situation is special, and that monster underwater has a terrible temper when woken up." Heng Hua waved his Feather Fan, casting the "Calm Wind and Stabilize Waves Spell" over the water.

He stared at the still-uncalm wind and waves, then at Fu Xiangfeng, who was desperately covering Fu Xuanxing's mouth.

"Third Brother, let him go. It has nothing to do with him; someone just spoke the True Dragon's name."

Heng Hua waved his fan repeatedly. As the vortex on the water subsided partially, a new one immediately began to churn.

The tornado connected heaven and water, madly devouring everything in the dim, chaotic light. Numerous fish, shrimp, and water beasts were ground into powder amidst their mournful cries.

Yansheng Dragon King, as expected, was a legendary Immortal-level existence.

Fu Xiangfeng released Fu Xuanxing, who whispered, "I'm not stupid. That's a True Dragon. I know the common sense of not speaking its true name on the water."

Heng Shou secured the boat and also emerged from the cabin.

"Young Master, this..."

"Let's wait for now and see when this monster's fury subsides."

Dielie Island.

Ji Mingfeng was locked in a battle with the Yuan Fire Altar Master.

Three treasure maps stood in the sky.

One map depicted Clear Wind and Bright Moon, with great Dao and peace.

One map showed Vast Auspicious Clouds, leisurely and free.

One map displayed the Brilliant Great Sun, bright and righteous.

The three maps, wielded together, were like three Magic Treasures activated simultaneously. Completely different heavenly and earthly Dao Intents spread through the air, pressing the sea of fire beneath the three maps.

"Mad dog, you're not up to it. Just this level? And you dare to come out and yap?"

The Yuan Fire Altar Master suddenly grinned and shouted into the water, "Old Mudskipper of Yansheng, when are you going to die?"

As soon as he said this, Ji Mingfeng was stunned.

When he reacted, he quickly ran to Dielie Island and used the Seven Scenes of the West Sea Map to reinforce and seal the spiritual island.

"You mad dog, die by yourself, don't drag the rest of us down!"

The Golden Core Cultivators from the Wei Family who had just arrived had their faces instantly darken, and they looked at the water below in extreme fear.

It was as if a faint dragon shadow could be seen in the dark depths of the water.

RUMBLE--

RUMBLE RUMBLE--

Water columns shot up from beneath the water, and dense tornadoes appeared out of thin air on the surface.

Roar after roar of Dragon's Roar, Shook the rootless islands like the end of days.

"Bastard!"

"Who spoke the monster's royal title?"

Panlong Island, Qingluo Island, Tianshe Island, Shenyue Island, Shuimen Island, Huomen Island...

In the five regions of Yanlong and their thousand islands, countless people were cursing furiously.

Immovable Reefs were battered by the wind and waves, sinking back into the water one after another.

The Cai Luan Spirit Boat spun in the violent waves. Everyone silently cast spells to stabilize themselves, gazing at the scene that seemed like the destruction of heaven and earth.

Fu Xuanxing murmured, "Was the Battle of Fuzhou back then like this too?"

No one present had experienced the Sinking of Donglai War fifteen hundred years ago.

But every family had their traditions and knew of that past event.

The Eight Dragon Kings, along with their Sea Clan armies, had invaded the Donglai cultivation world and fought fiercely with the Immortal Families of various sects.

The result was that Donglai Continent had a slight victory, beheading five Dragon Kings and suppressing the Second Dragon King, with only one Dragon King leading the remnants to escape.

The two areas where Dragon Kings were sealed were the Yellow Dragon Region in the west and the Yanlong Region in the east.

It was precisely because of the sealing of Dragon Kings in these two areas that the rule was established that cultivators were not allowed to fight on the water.

If a cultivator's corpse fell into the water and was fed upon by the Dragon King's blood, it would allow the Second Dragon to recover its strength.

"Don't worry, it'll be fine."

Heng Hua gripped his Feather Fan, gazing up at the gloomy sky.

"The Four Gates Eight Trigrams Dragon Subduing Formation was left by the Last Palace Master of Fufeng Immortal Palace. As long as the four gates aren't broken, no matter how this monster roars, it can't get out."

Soon, a black water pillar rose north of the Cai Luan Spirit Boat.

The pillar connected heaven and earth, suppressing the northern winds and waves, and clearing the dark clouds once more.

To the southeast, a green wind pillar shot into the sky.

The wind on Fengmen Island echoed with gusts of Divine Wind, quickly calming the waves on the water.

Directly south, a red fire pillar blazed into the sky. Roars shook the southern region one after another. As a lamp lit up on Huomen Island, the southern sky returned to normal.

To the northwest, a white light pillar shot into the sky. An Immortal Staff entwined with seven-colored auspicious clouds flew into the sky, and ten thousand rays of light directly severed the connection between Yanlong and the outside.

"Cultivators from outside, all of you get out!"

The voice echoed through the firmament. All Golden Core Cultivators who had achieved success in their cultivation heard this command.

The Yuan Fire Altar Master let out two cold laughs, took out a Demonic Talisman to conceal himself, and disappeared into the water.

Leave? The Heavenly Demon Six Desires Pearl has reappeared, and our Heavenly Demon Hall must have it. Even if we have to awaken the Yansheng Dragon King at the bottom of the water, we will retrieve this sacred artifact!

Near Panlong Island, the Seven Saints' Heaven-Bewildering Illusionary Method was deployed once more.

Liu Yuli was also cursing the scoundrel who provoked the Dragon King.

What if Fu Danwei noticed? Wouldn't all their arrangements be in vain?

The four gates exerted their power simultaneously, pacifying the Dragon King's wrath.

On Panlong Island, Fu Danwei stared blankly at the water below.

"This old loach hasn't woken up yet, and the curse placed on its name alone has such power? It seems the Demon Tide has greatly aided its recovery."

Thinking of the battle thirty years ago, Fu Danwei couldn't hide his grief.

In that battle, how many of his children had died? Baihuang Hall lost half its people.

And the corpses of those people had mostly fallen into the Dragon King's maw!

"Don't worry. One day, we Dragon Cultivators will truly kill you."

He subconsciously reached for the sword at his waist, only to remember that he had given it away years ago.

The old man sighed deeply, "I've learned all the Dragon Subduing Arts, yet in the end, I can't participate in this Dragon Slaying Battle. All I can do is place my hopes on the next generation."

The waves subsided, and the Cai Luan Spirit Boat continued its journey.

Zhou Xiao looked at the water pillar gradually descending to the north, sighing, "The Yanlong Noble Families suppressing the 'Water Monster' are truly the greatest contributors to Donglai."

The Yellow Dragon King in the west had slept for three hundred years, unlike the eastern one with his fiery temper.

"It's just our ancestors' dying wish that we stay here."

The members of the Fu Family looked indifferent.

Praise? Admiration? What good were they? If not for their ancestors' dying wish, who would want to take on this mess?

Who didn't know that Tianyang, Jinfang, and Xuan Yu were water regions rich in resources and prosperous in the Immortal Dao?

If the Fu Family had gone to those three major water regions, they wouldn't be in this state of decline.

But the Fu Family, and even the five great Yanlong families, had the dying wish of the Fufeng Immortal Palace from back then.

To guard Yanlong, in preparation for the future Dragon Slaying.

Speaking of which, when I mentioned Tianmen, Huomen, Fengmen, and so on earlier, I thought readers might guess based on the Post-celestial Bagua. It seems I was overthinking it.

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