The Dragon Race's Lightning Tribulation

The two parted on bad terms, and Fusheng, who had originally been thinking about taking Sang Ying out for a Fusheng, immediately lost interest.

After leaving the backyard, he instructed the guards of his courtyard to surround the main courtyard tightly and not allow anyone to leave.

Sang Ying watched his departing figure, then raised her hand to wipe the fine sweat from her forehead.

She thought that her recklessness would anger the Demon Lord again.

She couldn't stay here any longer; she had to find a way to leave. She tossed aside the branch she'd used as a sword Sang Ying once again activated the Qi Vortex between her brows, hoping to absorb the sparse Spiritual Qi from the air.

The blocked meridians remained unchanged, and the Spiritual Qi mixed with Demonic Qi in the air seemed to vanish without a trace, completely unaffected by Sang Ying's influence.

She worked hard all day before she could feel the meridians in her fingertips loosen a little, and by then Sang Ying was already covered in sweat.

Wiping the sweat that was about to drip onto her chin, Sang Ying walked back to her current room. Even though her progress was slow, as long as she kept trying, she would eventually recover. Before that, she should think of other ways to escape.

I wonder if my parents and Jiang Zhuoxue have guessed that I'm trapped in the City Lord's Mansion?

The protective formation of the Flowing Light Sword Sect was rearranged because Elder Yanhua, who had used the sect master's key to open the sect's treasury and obtained many valuable Wen Miaoshu from it, along with Hai Tingzhou, modified the protective formation.

The current sect-protecting formation is not only more robust than before, but it also has an additional layer of defense and an additional layer of attack capabilities.

After completing these tasks, the master and disciple hurriedly arrived at the main hall of the main peak to attend the meeting, which was not chaired by the sect leader.

"Sorry we're late." Wen Miaoshu and her companion arrived just in time; in fact, they arrived at the perfect moment.

After nodding to Elder Yanhua, Wen Miaoshu sat down in the seat that his dao companion had reserved for him.

After everyone in the hall had arrived, Elder Yanhua and Jiulian, who were seated at the head of the table, finally spoke:

"The reason I invited you all here today is to discuss the matter of the Demon Lord's Fusheng and Sang Ying."

Jiulian continued, "As you all know, the Demon Lord's Fusheng is a fierce attack aimed at destroying the entire Twin Orchid Realm. Currently, the only ones still holding out are the Flowing Light Sword Sect and the Myriad Phenomena Sect. However, the two are too far apart, and if something happens, we may not be able to help them in time. Therefore, we want to bring the people from both sides together to find a way to resist the demon army."

This is something everyone has been discussing lately. Not long ago, Fang Chi finally made contact with his senior brother and learned that their master was still alive, but the sect had been destroyed. Without saying a word, Henghe He led the other young disciples through the encirclement and arrived at the Flowing Light Sword Sect to reunite with his junior sister.

As a result, there were more people in the Flowing Light Sword Sect.

With both sides having roughly equal numbers, deciding which side should start moving towards the other becomes a difficult problem.

"Furthermore, there's the matter of Sang Ying." When Elder Yanhua uttered this name, the previously lively hall instantly fell silent. "As you all know, Sang Ying is currently in the hands of the Devil Race, her fate unknown. We want to rescue her, but our only bargaining chip is the Demon General Fan Nanjun, whom Venerable Jiulian recently captured. He has been imprisoned in the water dungeon for a long time, yet he refuses to reveal any information about the Devil Race. Therefore, I think keeping him alive is probably useless; perhaps we should use him to exchange for Sang Ying with the Devil Race?"

The one who spoke was the current head of the Flowing Light Sword Sect, and the one who captured Fan Nanjun was Sang Ying's current master. Most of the people below were closely related to Sang Ying, so they naturally agreed with this idea.

Even if a few people disagreed, with Elder Yanhua and Jiulian leading the way, they dared not voice their objections.

So the second matter was quickly settled.

As for the first matter, they will probably have to wait until they contact the sect leader of the Myriad Phenomena Sect and the two sides discuss it properly.

The group then took the opportunity to discuss how to defeat the demon army and the distribution of medicine to the wounded.

Among the items that Ten Thousand Daos Born's disciples had previously salvaged from the wreckage of the flying boat, there were still quite a few spirit medicine. In addition, Jiulian and others liked to stuff their Storage Bag with spiritual pills and medicines, so judging from the current situation, the spirit medicine of the Flowing Light Sword Sect could last for a while longer.

However, if the demon army continues to attack as before, the remaining pills probably won't last much longer.

"So the most important thing now is to drive away those demons!" Elder Yanhua sighed.

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent once again.

These cultivators were indeed exceptionally powerful, but they were still mortals and would eventually tire. But demons were different. The Demon Race was originally numerous, and even though they had wiped out most of them, the remaining number was still greater than that of these cultivators.

Those Devil Race are either fallen demons or people or spirits corrupted by Demonic Qi. If they were willing to Fusheng, they could easily create a large number of them. It would be quite difficult to take back the Twin Orchid Realm from them.

Some of them, who were already considering leaving, were so eager to suggest abandoning Twin Orchid Realm on the spot and leaving together.

But thinking about it, it's obvious that someone like Elder Yanhua would definitely not agree.

In the dead silence, Jiang Zhuoxue, looking dejected, spoke up, "Since we can't beat them one-on-one, why not attack their weaknesses?"

Jiulian raised an eyebrow slightly. "Tell me about it."

"They are all evil demons, and what they fear most is heavenly lightning. As long as heavenly lightning strikes, not only will the demons be destroyed, but even the Demonic Qi filling the sky will be shattered." Jiang Zhuoxue's voice was not loud and sounded weak.

But when it reached everyone's ears, it sounded like a muffled thunderclap, exploding in their heads.

An elder from the Flowing Light Sword Sect slapped his thigh. "That's right, how come we didn't think of that? Heavenly lightning is the perfect counter to these things, so isn't it the most suitable way to attract heavenly lightning?"

However, some people raised objections. "That's easy to say. How can you summon heavenly lightning so easily? Besides, even if you do summon it, how can you control it to only strike those demons and not yourself? Or what if the lightning is too weak and disappears after striking only a few demons?"

These are all issues that need to be considered, and for a moment, everyone fell silent again.

Finally, Jiang Zhuoxue spoke up, "You all should know my identity, right?"

They looked up at the young Dragon Race who should have been radiant, but had instead suffered many calamities.

"But what you all don't know is that I have yet to experience the tribulation of adulthood," he said slowly. "The tribulation of an adult dragon should be enough to send those demons to hell!"

A note from the author:

Xiao Jiang is about to explode; without Sang Ying around, no one can control him.

See you tomorrow~