
Sensing the terrifying fluctuations of spirit power in the air, Zhao Jiuge quickly activated the Sanskrit Heart Sutra. He quickly held Little Black in his chest for protection.
At this moment, the object under the pond finally appeared. It was a flood dragon with a length of over 100 meters. His entire body was deep blue in color and his scales gave off a cold aura.
There were two protrusions on the dragon's head, looking like flower buds that had yet to bloom. Both of his big eyes were filled with anger. His entire body floated in the air as his tail swayed gently. The dragon proudly looked at the two women.
“The two of you continue to act wild in this cold pool, disrupting my cultivation. Do you really think I'm easily bullied? ” Although the flood dragon spoke viciously, he was very afraid of the cultivators.
Spirit beasts were in a very bad condition, especially those that had cultivated the inner core, as they faced the danger of being constantly killed by cultivators for their core. The cultivators used the beast cores to refine their own cores. The core was divided into nine ranks, and the number of marks depended on the cultivation method. The waste cultivation method could not even form a core.
Although the core has nine ranks, one's core rank can change. Many cultivators who were unhappy with their core would hunt spirit beasts for the core with the same attributes as their cultivation method. Then, along with spirit herbs or other heavenly treasures, they could increase their core rank!
As for those who were lucky enough to break through the Spirit Core Realm and obtain a human form, they would probably experience it even worse. They would be hunted by Nascent Soul cultivators, their bodies destroyed, and their souls sealed into treasures to become treasure spirits.
Hence, the position of spirit beasts in the world was extremely low. Although their lives were long, it was very difficult for them to gain intelligence. They could only rely on their instincts to cultivate, and once they formed the inner core, they would be hunted by cultivators. It was a very awkward position.
Thus, a spirit beast that had acquired intelligence and could speak, like a Flood Dragon, would avoid cultivators as much as possible. If he were to meet a strong cultivator, then his only fate would be death. If he met someone weak, once he defeated them, their senior would come. After defeating them, even stronger seniors would come. As long as the heritage of the sect remained, he would forever be hunted.
When the two women saw a flood dragon flying out of the pond, they jumped from the dragon boat. They met the gaze of the flood dragon. The lady in pink clothes became very serious when she felt the pressure from the flood dragon. He prepared the spirit power in his body. Once the flood dragon moved, he would give his most powerful attack.
The plain-clothed woman stared at the flood dragon. His gaze was still cold and his expression did not change at all from the pressure of the flood dragon. Her dress fluttered with no wind, making her seem like a lonely boat in the midst of a raging storm as she stared at the flood dragon.
“Hmph, we will take your core to fix my sister's core today. So what if we bully you?” The tone of the voice of the lady in pink was extremely arrogant!
Zhao Jiuge was completely shocked as he stood on the edge of the cliff and looked at the two women and dragons floating above the pond. When she heard the arrogant words of the woman in pink, she was shocked. A spirit beast with a deep core, a Spirit Core Cultivator!
The stomach of the flood dragon was filled with anger after hearing his words and roared, "You've gone too far!"
The tail of the flood dragon crashed into the pond and whipped towards the two women. Don't think that the flood dragon will be slow because its large body—ia is actually very strong and dexterous.
He arrived between the two of them in the blink of an eye. The plain-clothed woman still remained expressionless, but the pink-clothed woman was shocked. The spirit power he gathered swiftly turned into a flash of light and a pink sword slashed towards the tail of the flood dragon.
The flood dragon had lost its first move. When he was repulsed, he immediately began to flee. He had always intended to run, but the lady in pink was too annoying, so he took the first step.
Who knew that the sword light was strong enough to injure him in one fell swoop? As he ran, he felt pity. He finally found a good place to cultivate, but now he had to move.
Right at this moment, the flood dragon felt a piercing pain in his back, and when he looked back, he was terrified. The calm plain-clothed woman finally moved.
A ray of water blue sword light flew towards the flood dragon. There was no rumbling rumble or light slashing as it calmly sliced forward. The eyes of the flood dragon widened and were filled with fear.
The mediocre-looking sword light had caused a pierced feeling and a sense of danger to appear in his heart.
His body suddenly turned around and he let out a roar. A shot of cold air flew towards the blue-water sword energy, and the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped.
The blue sword light of the water pierced through the cold air. There was no thunderous roar, only a light crackling as the sword light pierced through. The crushed cold air turned into powder and disappeared. The power of the sword light did not weaken at all as it flew towards the flood dragon.
After spewing out a mouthful of cold energy, the flood dragon did not even have time to do anything else before he saw the blue-water sword light approaching. His mind went blank for a moment, but he subconsciously moved his tail to block.
The tail section fell from the sky, but there was no splash of blood. There is a layer of ice around the wound—freeze.
The flood dragon felt intense pain as its tail was cut off, and the fear in its heart was replaced by anger. He let out a roar that made the surroundings tremble. He then moved all the spirit power in his body and released the inner core he had nurtured. It was the size of an egg and it glowed. The air was already cold, and when the inner core appeared, the temperature around it was getting lower.
The plain-clothed woman had cut off the tail of the flood dragon with a single blow, but there was no emotion in her eyes. As if everything that happened was natural—no likes or sorrows.
“Senior Brother Bo Re, your Luo Water Cultivation Method has improved again. Fortunately, this flood dragon attribute is the same as your cultivation method. Once we get the core and you refine it along with the pills made by our teacher, then you can upgrade your core to rank eight. ” The lady in pink was very happy and her eyes were filled with envy. The students have it the best.
The plain-clothed woman revealed a rare smile and nodded. That smiling face even made the light around the pond lose color.
Zhao Jiuge had seen this from a distance, but there was no passion in his eyes. He was even more determined to cultivate. Such a noble and beautiful woman with a single mind pursued cultivation. One day, when he defeated his arrogant power, what was his expression like?
Perhaps he could not even imagine that one day, the wild child he met and treated like an ant would appear before him again like that.