Necropolis Immortal

Chapter 1713: The Dao Flower

“Is this… the same as the black flower?” Lu Yun asked dumbly upon receiving the blue flower.

“Isn’t there a white flower in the world of immortals?” Chu Xingran asked meaningfully.

“…the Dao Flower?!” Lu Yun’s eyes widened. “You mean this is another Dao Flower?!”

The man nodded and wasn’t willing to say anything else.

Something occurred to Lu Yun and he hastily put away the blue Dao Flower. He stared intently at Chu Xingran, wanting to pry more information from his lips.

“I can’t tell you more about other things. I’ll die for sure if I do.” Chu Xingran shook his head. “I’ve already done so much for you and even retrieved Ao Qin’s Sea Dao Flower because I don’t want to die.”

He ducked his head and looked at the pieces of the altar on the ground. This was his greatest treasure, but it was ruined after exerting the effort to manifest the Sea Dao Flower.

“Alright then,” Lu Yun nodded. “I won’t ask any further.”

The Dao Flower in the world of immortals had been moved to the Dao Academy of Mount Xuanhuang. It bloomed in front of the academy, and now Lu Yun possessed three flowers. If his guess was right, the black flower was the Dark Dao Flower.

What was the one at Mount Xuanhuang then? The Immortal Dao Flower?

“Since we’ve looted all of his treasures, it’s time to wake the guy.” Lu Yun transformed the Scroll of Shepherding Immortals in Su Xiaoxiao’s hand into a streak of light and called it to his hand. He then utilized the Tome of Life and Death and cast a ray of intertwining black and white light that sank into the scroll.

Aoooou!

A long dragon croon rang out from the Scroll of Shepherding Immortals as an azure dragon shadow barrelled out of it. It turned in the air and burrowed into the enormous corpse at their feet.

Ao Qin had entangled himself with the Sal Tree of Life and Death when he was the Azure Dragon King. He’d absorbed a large sum of energy from hell, so it was many times easier for Lu Yun to revive Ao Qin than it was to resurrect Fuxi.

Boundless corpse poison ebbed from the body beneath them and a buoyant vitality slowly came into being.

“Can you really resurrect the dead?!” Chu Xingran gasped and looked sharply at Lu Yun.

“Ao Qin wasn’t dead, he was just the Azure Dragon King. It’s similar to how you were the Curse King before,” the young man shook his head. “So I didn’t resurrect him, I just returned him to his origin and changed him from one condition to another.”

Azure fire rose from the corpse beneath them as he finished speaking and the body swiftly shrank down until it was the size of a regular human. That was the cue for Xingzi and Su Xiaoxiao to leave through the Disordered Hell.

Lu Yun, Chu Xingran, and Haidong Lin remained over the sea, looking at the dashing young man in azure robes who’d appeared before them.

First genius of the dragon race—Ao Qin.

“Lu Yun’s right, someone else revived me. Lu Yun only helped me change from the Azure Dragon King back into Ao Qin.” Ao Qin nodded at Lu Yun and grasped at the air, returning with the colossal halberd.

He was more than three meters tall with black hair flowing over his azure robes. Chiseled with handsome features, he appeared to be an outgoing person. He was leagues apart from the terrifying corpse of moments ago.

Ao Qin didn’t mention the treasures that Lu Yun had claimed. Apart from the blue pearl and Sea Dao Flower, several hundred items had also found their way into Lu Yun’s pocket.

“Not Lu Yun?” Chu Xingran frowned.

“It should be fine if I tell you—the god of Mount Tai revived me and took me out of here. He helped me reincarnate into the world of immortals and become the Azure Dragon King.” Ao Qin thought for a bit and continued, “Two others also helped along the way, Lu Yun—acquaintances of yours in the world of immortals.”

“Ah, I know who they are.” Lu Yun immediately thought of Chen Xiao and Qing Buyi when he heard “two others”.

“Who killed you?” Chu Xingran continued.

Ao Qin swept a glance at him and sniffed, “You don’t know?”

“Am I supposed to?” Chu Xingran blinked.

“The Spacetime King of the Moran Clan, of course. Who else but him can kill me in the Land of Reincarnation? He didn’t get off lightly for it, I heavily injured him in the process. He’s probably caught in the loops of the Land of Reincarnation as we speak.” Ao Qin said this with no trace of pride. No matter what, it wasn’t good that someone had killed him.

The Spacetime King… Moran Clan?

Something to do with Moran Dongning?

Spacetime King?

Lu Yun suddenly thought of when he’d captured the Spacetime King and brought the man to the overlord of Ice. He’d thrown the king to a random spot when the overlord recommended him to do so.

The Spacetime King killed Ao Qin?

“The Spacetime King seems to be one of your henchmen.” Lu Yun turned around to face Chu Xingran.

The man fidgeted uncomfortably. “He’s fallen into someone’s trap and lost himself in this world. I simply used him a little and helped him lose himself even more.”

Lu Yun took a peek into the Disordered Hell and saw that Moran Dongning had put the ghost mask back on. She muttered rapidly to herself. She’s probably the one who schemed against the Spacetime King.

“The world of sequence is complete and battles have broken out over it. Do we fight for it as well?” Ao Qin looked at Lu Yun.

Startled, Chu Xingran considered the other. The greatest genius of the dragon race, the cocky son of Heaven, also took orders from Lu Yun?

The young man shook his head. “Many battles will rage over the newly matured world of sequence. We’re just small fry. With so many heavyweights fighting over it, we'd just be going to our deaths.”

“I’m no small fry,” Ao Qin mumbled with dissatisfaction.

“Would you have died if you aren’t?!” Lu Yun glared. “Do you know how many Karmic Fruits I used on you?! Eight million! My Karmic Tree buds only one hundred and eight thousand of them at a time! I’ve wasted all the goodwill that I’ve ever accumulated in order to awaken you!”

The ray of black and white that he’d cast was from the Tome of Life and Death, but it required virtuous merit to activate. Ao Qin had been as good as dead, and while Lu Yun hadn’t been directly responsible for him living again, he was the one who’d pulled the dragon out of death.

Ao Qin turned sheepishly silent. He’d recovered his strength and returned to being a seventeenth level sequence expert, but for some reason, he felt he was on lower footing when it came to Lu Yun.

“Chu Xingran, is it? The crown prince of Darklake. I’ve heard of your beauty even in the far-off Eastern Sea. Don’t you worry, I’ll handle your betrothal to the Dafeng miss when I go back!” Ao Qin chuckled.

“Really?!” Chu Xingran lit up.

“Of course! You can depend on me!” Ao Qin clapped the man’s shoulder. “I’ll personally host your wedding!”

If it wasn’t for the fact that he couldn’t possibly beat the dragon, Chu Xingran wanted nothing more than to beat the living daylights out of him.