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Later, Shi Qiankun discussed for a long time with the High Priest before realizing that the monkey might be related to the one that had been suppressed under Buddha's Palm Mountain for five hundred years. It was rumored that when that monkey was alive, it suppressed the Great Dao, and no one dared to cross the Heavenly Tribulation. Countless experts besieged Buddha's Palm Mountain, but they were silently annihilated by that monkey. Even the common people below the mountain heard nothing. It was said that the monkey crushed Eastern Wasteland's Number One with its bare hands without even blinking, as if it were killing a small cat or dog.
"What is your relationship with that monkey?" Shi Qiankun asked, his heart filled with shock.
Zhao Yang did not expect Shi Qiankun's thoughts to leap so wildly, but being a clever person, he quickly understood what Shi Qiankun meant and replied, "My master."
Zhao Yang was quite calm; after all, he figured no one would believe him anyway.
"My master is named Sun Wukong."
"Impossible," the High Priest interjected, a strange color flashing in his pupils.
"Believe it or not, if you dare to harm my friend, I will make you pay!" Zhao Yang did not want to waste words with these people. He stored Long Xiao Wu's physical body into his Cosmic Bag and fused the Dragon Soul into it. Long Xiao Wu awakened, weak and unable to move for now. He summoned the Gold Chain back and wore it around his neck to recuperate.
Seeing that things were going awry, Shi Qiankun became furious. His subordinates surged forward to attack. Zhao Yang activated his Enlightenment Realm, moving through them as if they were nothing. Wherever he passed, not a single person was left standing; he tore apart hundreds of opponents of the same level with his bare hands. The members of Dragon Seeking Gate were terrified and retreated in panic.
The High Priest and Shi Qiankun also did not expect that a mere Divine Transformation Stage cultivator could possess such powerful combat power. With a cold snort, they both launched their attacks at Zhao Yang.
A brilliant purple lightning shot from the High Priest's eyes. Zhao Yang, who was in battle, felt a sudden palpitation and hurriedly used Time Walk to dodge aside. Before he could steady himself, a massive hand descended from above, blocking out the sun and leaving no way to escape.
Zhao Yang raised his palm to meet it, transforming his hand into a massive one using principles of weight and size. Although he managed to block Shi Qiankun's attack, his internal organs suffered significant damage; after all, he was only a Divine Transformation Stage cultivator while Shi Qiankun was likely at the Dao Fruit Stage or even higher—beyond what he could currently handle.
The purpose of this trip was to rescue Long Xiao Wu. Now that Long Xiao Wu had been saved, Zhao Yang no longer wished to linger in battle and turned to leave Dragon Slayer City.
"Want to leave? You can't escape!" Shi Qiankun shouted angrily. With a flick of his fingers, the Binding Dragon Chain in the center of the altar suddenly coiled toward Zhao Yang. Zhao Yang shifted aside just in time to narrowly avoid it. This seemingly clever dodge was actually all within Zhao Yang's expectations; everything in the Enlightenment Realm could be seen through.
A gigantic sword descended from above, aimed directly at Zhao Yang's head. Suddenly, crimson gold characters appeared on Zhao Yang's body as if a demon king had descended. He glared at the attacker and said, "You overestimate yourselves!"
The giant sword was grasped in Zhao Yang's hand and snapped with a loud crack. In front of him stood a young man—a Nascent Soul Stage expert—who was none other than Shiyun Yi, the young master of Dragon Seeking Gate. Zhao Yang kicked Shiyun Yi back a hundred meters, crashing him against the city wall.
Shiyun Yi spat blood, half-kneeling on the ground, his eyes wide with rage, veins bulging, murmuring, "Why?"
"Trash is just trash; what else could it be?" Long Xiao Wu stepped out from Zhao Yang's Cosmic Bag, sneering. "I told you long ago that compared to Zhao Yang, you are nothing."
At this moment, Zhao Yang and Long Xiao Wu had reached the outskirts of Dragon Slayer City. Knowing they were no match for Shi Qiankun and the High Priest, they intended to kill Shiyun Yi and escape outside the city. Just then, Nangong Wuxin and Song Baliang arrived, along with Scholar Xiu. Seeing Long Xiao Wu's pale face, Scholar Xiu rushed forward to support him and turned to see Shiyun Yi half-kneeling on the ground, exclaiming, "Shiyun Yi?"
"Not Shiyun Yi; it should be his brother. Kill him; their family has no good members," Long Xiao Wu said.
Nangong Wuxin loathed Shiyun Sheng and extended that hatred to Shiyun Yi as well. He wanted to smash Shiyun Yi with a punch, but at that moment, a handsome young boy appeared, arms outstretched, blocking Shiyun Yi. His eyes reflected mostly fear but also a hint of pleading.
Yes, pleading—Zhao Yang saw it clearly.
"Yunfeng, get out of the way!" Shiyun Yi roared. When had he ever needed a useless brother to save him?
Nangong Wuxin retracted his fist because the handsome young boy showed no signs of cultivation; he was an ordinary person.
Zhao Yang’s Enlightenment Realm allowed him to perceive everything around him. Upon seeing the boy, he felt a pang of compassion and said lightly, "What a pure heart without a single flaw. It seems not all members of the Dragon Seeking Gate are bad people. Let's go."
Though they were enemies, Zhao Yang was not a bloodthirsty person. His path was about all living beings; if there were good people among his foes, he did not wish to kill them. Such actions would weigh on his conscience. As a member of humanity, one should possess kindness; only then could one truly be called human—at least that was how he thought.
However, before they could move, Shi Qiankun and the High Priest had already arrived. Although they were not skilled in movement techniques, being Dao Fruit Stage experts allowed them to catch up in an instant. The High Priest's long eyebrows suddenly elongated into thousands of white whiskers that wrapped around everyone. Zhao Yang enveloped them in Dao Fire for protection as they retreated into the distance.
Shi Qiankun shouted angrily and unleashed a devastating punch toward Zhao Yang and the others, intending to crush them into pulp. Zhao Yang raised his fist to meet it but was struck pale by the force.
A fierce wind swept through as everyone used their strongest techniques to resist the attacks from the High Priest and Shi Qiankun. Their goal was to obtain the True Dragon's precious body and inner core; failure was not an option, so they did not use their full strength.
Just then, Zhao Yang suddenly felt a sense of alarm as another figure appeared beside them—a person radiating an extremely evil aura. His face was pale with deep-set eyes that looked ghastly; he wore a shaman's robe with his entire face hidden beneath a hood, exuding an eerie and sinister presence.
With a strange cackle, no one noticed when this figure had appeared beside them. By the time they saw him, he had already stepped out from the High Priest's white whisker formation and was holding someone—Long Xiao Wu.
"Are you Shiyunsheng?" Zhao Yang asked, his voice filled with uncertainty. Shiyunsheng's cultivation was beyond his comprehension, and the evil aura surrounding him made it impossible for him to analyze with Divine Sense.
"You are my second brother?!" The handsome young man standing before Shiyun Yi, Shiyun Feng, exclaimed, seemingly excited. "Second brother, how have you changed so much? I missed you."
"Children are still children, lacking in shame," Shiyunsheng replied with a strange cackle, looking at the young man.
"Yunsheng, how did you become this... this monstrous being?" Shi Qiankun, the Master of the Dragon Gate Sect, felt a chill run down his spine. He had never encountered such an evil presence before.
"Isn't it all thanks to you, my dear father?" Shiyunsheng looked at Shi Qiankun and laughed maniacally. His teeth were blackened, and his eyes were large and shiny like gemstones in the night, radiating a dazzling light. "Back then, you were so diligent in your cultivation for my sake that you killed my friends and locked me in a dark room to practice the Dragon Seeking Secret Technique and that ridiculous Sun and Moon Technique. Not only that, but you also killed my mother."
"What? Father, you killed mother? Wasn't she seriously ill?" Shiyun Feng looked at the imposing Shi Qiankun with sorrow and anger.
Shi Qiankun had always valued his reputation above all else. He never expected that family matters would be discussed so publicly. He wanted to explain but realized it would undermine his authority, so he retorted, "So what if I killed her? She was just a woman. A man who wants to achieve great things can even kill his closest kin; what’s more than a woman with no cultivation whatsoever?"
At these words from Shi Qiankun, everyone felt a chill in their hearts. Even the usually ruthless Shiyun Yi was taken aback to learn that his mother had been killed by his own father. Shiyun Feng wept bitterly, while Shiyunsheng laughed maniacally. "You all heard that! This is the great Master Shi Qiankun of the Heroic Era. To achieve greatness, he can kill his own kin! For the sake of obtaining the True Dragon and reviving the Dragon Slaying Sect, he wouldn't hesitate to kill his own wife. If I hadn't escaped, I might have been dead too."
"The Master did not intend to kill you; rather—" The High Priest began to speak but was interrupted by Shiyunsheng.
"Shh! Don't say anything; don't think I don't know your intentions, High Priest. I, Shiyunsheng, have never liked cultivation or wanted to participate in the conflicts of the cultivation world. All I wanted was to play freely with my friends like an ordinary person—kind like my mother and my brother. But you forced me to cultivate, forced me to kill, forced me into a dark environment where I was tormented day and night. By the age of ten, I had already established my foundation; it's no different from killing me," Shiyunsheng said, sounding almost deranged.
"So I captured your precious True Dragon," Shiyunsheng said as he turned to look at Long Xiao Wu, whom he held hostage. He laughed maniacally again. "I never expected that Long Xiao Wu from Myriad Spirit Sect—the one who interrupted my search for Jade Crawler—was actually a True Dragon after all! And a Five-Clawed Golden Dragon at that!"
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