Chapter 194 - 138: Sword Qi Sweeps Across Three Thousand Li

Chapter 194: Chapter 138: Sword Qi Sweeps Across Three Thousand Li

The torrential blood rain never fell. Instead, the droplets transformed in an instant, becoming countless thumb-sized, scarlet bloodworms that writhed madly. The creature’s forehead tore itself apart and reassembled, unnaturally bulging out to form the miniature, yet distinct, face of an Evil Buddha.

The fusion of the Gu Race and the Blood Race had finally given birth to the most disgusting of monsters.

Facing the overwhelming swarm of worms, the Black Dragon let out a deafening roar. Its massive body dove down unflinchingly, smashing through the torrential insect tide with irresistible force and scattering it to the winds, preventing it from re-forming into the shape of the Blood Demon.

But this was not the end.

DRIP.

A drop of blood rain landed on a pitch-black scale.

The worms, riding the falling drops of blood, began to crawl onto the Black Dragon’s body. They bored through its scales and burrowed into its flesh.

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"That’s pretty disgusting."

The blood rain didn’t fall on the two of them. In fact, it served as a medium through which Lu Changyuan could clearly see the battle between the Evil Buddha and the Black Dragon.

Lu Changyuan was taken aback by the Evil Buddha’s bizarre techniques. "Weren’t you saying the Evil Buddha was about to lose? From what I’m seeing, it looks like it could still turn this around."

Qiu Yuehan didn’t answer his question. Instead, she suddenly turned her head.

’Someone’s here.’

"Well now... hello there."

A furtive figure in a black robe appeared behind them.

Mei Zhaozhao hadn’t expected to run into Lu Changyuan and Qiu Yuehan here.

The corner of Lu Changyuan’s eye twitched. "What are you doing?"

The girl in the black robe was dragging an enormous bone. The contrast between her petite frame and the dragon’s skull created a bizarre scene that was difficult to describe.

"I just picked it up," Mei Zhaozhao said with a sly chuckle. When she had fallen from the chains, she had landed right inside the skull, so she had been completely unharmed despite the maelstrom raging outside.

As the Burial Ground collapsed, she and the skull had simply tumbled out together.

Lu Changyuan asked curiously, "What did you pick that thing up for?"

’The very last drop of Dragon Blood had been wrung from this Dragon Bone. It should be completely worthless by now.’

"Well, I figured it’s a treasure of sorts. It’s quite sturdy."

’The grand Saintess of the Hehuan Sect, reduced to a scrap collector.’ Lu Changyuan was at a loss for words.

"Do you want it, Young Master Lu? I can give it to you. As it happens, I have a small favor to ask of you."

’Mei Zhaozhao really has a way with words.’ Lu Changyuan had to struggle to keep a straight face.

"You’re always up to something. Go on, what’s this favor you need?"

Mei Zhaozhao giggled. ’Young Master Lu really is an agreeable, good person,’ she thought. ’...Or maybe he’s just captivated by my peerless beauty?’

"I need to trouble you to go to the Hehuan Sect for me, Young Master. Just tell them I’m dead. Say I was killed in the aftershock of the battle between the Evil Buddha and the Black Dragon... As for proof... ah, here we go. Here’s your proof. My master carved this for me when I was a little girl. Everyone thinks I treasure it, but really, I just got used to carrying it around."

She produced a small Glazed Fox from within her black robes and tossed it to Lu Changyuan.

Lu Changyuan fiddled with the fox for a moment. Seeing nothing special about it, he put it away. "They’ll believe me with just this?"

"They just need a convenient story. They’ve couldn’t stand the sight of me for a long time, but they could never get rid of me. They’ll accept any excuse to close the book on me. The worst they can do is declare me a traitor to the Sect later."

Mei Zhaozhao let out a captivating, flirtatious laugh. "Besides, I have Young Master Lu himself vouching for the story."

She was a fox borrowing a tiger’s might—or in this case, Lu Changyuan’s.

If he said Mei Zhaozhao was dead, what could the Hehuan Sect possibly do?

"Clever girl," Lu Changyuan said with a wry laugh. Thinking of the debt he owed her for the *Yin Yang Harmony Origin Scripture*, he agreed. "Fine, I’ll help you."

"I’ll make it worth your while, Young Master Lu."

Mei Zhaozhao leaned in conspiratorially, a knowing look on her face. She took out another booklet and handed it to Lu Changyuan.

’What’s this?’

Lu Changyuan took a closer look.

*Great Joyful Yin Yang Technique*

Mei Zhaozhao lowered her voice, sounding like a shady merchant selling illicit books on a street corner. "This is my master’s improved version. It has no side effects now. This Dharma will make your enemies tremble at the very mention of your name and collapse at a single blow. It’s a secret of my sect that is never taught to outsiders. Burn it after you’ve read it, Young Master."

’Other Sects focused on Attack Skills using swords, spears, and staves. The Hehuan Sect’s were certainly... unconventional.’

’How did Bu Bailian even come up with something like this?’

Lu Changyuan silently flipped through the booklet. He realized this Dharma could be modified and integrated into his *Five Desires and Six Dust Heart Transformation Technique*. He decisively memorized the incantations, then, with a casual pinch of his fingers, the hand-copied booklet turned to ash.

From beneath her hood, Mei Zhaozhao’s eyes revealed a suggestive expression. She stood up. "Well then, I’ll be off. Young Master Lu, Miss Qiu, it’s a long road ahead. May we meet again if fate decrees it! This weak, helpless little me is going to make a run for it!"

With that, she darted into the tall grass like a fox and vanished from sight.

Once Mei Zhaozhao had disappeared, Qiu Yuehan spoke softly, "Learning skills like that... Is it to use against your junior sister?"

’The nerve of her.’

’Doesn’t the Little Fairy in a White Skirt use the Time Dao to cheat, too?’

Lu Changyuan’s expression remained unchanged. "One must draw from the strengths of a hundred schools to ascend to the Great Dao."

The girl in the black skirt gritted her teeth. "Don’t you dare use it on me."

Using the Hehuan Sect’s Dharma on an inexperienced virgin would be a bit too cruel. If he were to truly use it, the Moon Fairy would likely end up kneeling on the bed, her eyes vacant as she whimpered helplessly.

"She taught it to you, so use it on her in the future. That is what you call Karma."