Chapter 369: Revenge in the Next Life
At the Sixth Dragon Vein, before the portal of the Thousand Dragon Relief, Qin Mu stood with a large group of dragons of all sizes behind him, raising their heads and lifting their feet, closely following him, all waiting to be fed.
Long Jiaonan was also following behind, her gaze flickering, occasionally falling on the red dragon from the Yulong Gate. This time, Huan Longjun had ordered Qin Mu to feed the dragons, and the red dragon from the Yulong Gate was among them.
The Dragon King's red dragon was a patriarch-level existence, very familiar with Long Jiaonan. Although the red dragon had been taken away by Huan Longjun, as long as Long Jiaonan blew her jade flute, she could still control it.
Qin Mu's eyes did not move, but his mind raced, desperately thinking of a way to escape.
If Huan Longjun took back that enormous dragon nest and activated it even slightly, he would likely fly into the nest along with the Imperial Disk and obediently crouch there. At that point, how would he explain the origin of the Imperial Disk?
Being torn apart and eaten by the dragons was probably a more acceptable outcome. The real problem was—what if he couldn't die?
If he ran away now, he couldn't outrun the dragons behind him, and with Long Jiaonan here, if he tried to flee, she would surely kill him without hesitation.
"Servant, fetch the herbs and refine the pills."
Qin Mu tossed the Taotie pouch to Long Jiaonan, his expression shifting unpredictably.
Although he was a bit farther from the dragon nest, the Imperial Disk hanging around his neck was still writhing, as if about to come alive, forming a strange connection with the nest. It was also growing hotter and hotter, as if it might transform into a dragon at any moment and fly into the nest.
Long Jiaonan suppressed her anger, opened the Taotie pouch, and began sorting the spiritual herbs. Qin Mu took out the dragon pearl, holding it in his hand, and absorbed its energy. Instantly, waves of terrifying power surged through his body, flooding his limbs and bones, causing his strength to skyrocket!
"No matter what, I have to leave. Once Huan Longjun takes back the dragon nest, there will be no chance to escape!"
Qin Mu reached out and grabbed, and a stream of scorching magma from the lava river flew toward him.
"Let me feed the dragons? Fine! I'll feed them, and I'll even steal them! I can't outrun Huan Longjun, but if I ride a dragon to escape, that's a different story!"
His primordial energy transformed into Xuanwu primordial energy, lowering the temperature of the magma without solidifying it. Many shiny metals dripped from the magma stream, clattering as they hit the ground.
What solidified was the Xuanjin elite in the magma, which required higher temperatures to melt, while the magma's melting point was lower.
Using this method, Qin Mu could extract the Xuanjin elite from the magma more quickly and with extremely high purity.
Soon, he gathered enough Xuanjin elite to forge a golden flute. By then, Long Jiaonan was still sorting the spiritual herbs and hadn't finished.
Qin Mu put the golden flute to his lips, activated the Dragon Taming Art from the Dragon Taming Sutra, and blew into the flute with his primordial energy. The sound of the flute rang out.
It was his first time practicing the Dragon Taming Art, and the flute notes were still clumsy. But after a few attempts, Qin Mu became proficient. Several low-cultivation dragons flew back and forth in response to his flute, enjoying it.
Qin Mu began to walk, and more dragons followed his movements, also being drawn into his control. Gradually, he felt through the flute that the vast spirits of seven dragons were connecting with his own spirit.
Boom!
His mind exploded, and he immediately sensed his own spiritual thoughts merging with the vast, abyss-like spirits of these seven dragons!
Long Jiaonan's eyes twitched. She stopped sorting the herbs, her gaze flickering as she took out her jade flute and blew into it, competing with him for control of these dragons.
"Servant, are you asking for death?"
Qin Mu was furious. Suddenly, he let go of the golden flute, using his primordial energy to blow it, the melody turning melodious. At the same time, he punched toward Long Jiaonan. He was completely enraged—this woman always caused him trouble. If he didn't kill her, escaping would be nearly impossible!
"I've been putting up with you for too long too!"
Long Jiaonan was enraged by the word "servant." She let go of her jade flute, also using her primordial energy to blow it, and reached out to meet Qin Mu's punch.
"This woman isn't that stupid. She knows Huan Longjun gave me a better dragon pearl, yet she's still meeting my palm head-on. There's a trick!"
Qin Mu immediately sensed danger. Just as their palms were about to touch, a red dragon suddenly lunged, slamming sideways into Qin Mu—it was the fire dragon from the Yulong Gate!
At that moment, Huan Longjun was trying to take back the dragon nest, focusing all his spirit and energy on it, weakening his control over his dragons. Long Jiaonan was able to connect with the red dragon and order it to kill Qin Mu.
Qin Mu had anticipated the danger and immediately leaped back. A cyan dragon instantly bared its claws and fangs, colliding with the red dragon with a thunderous crash. A terrifying wave of air surged through the dragon vein, sending Qin Mu and Long Jiaonan flying!
Qin Mu landed, and below him was the scorching lava river. The youth landed on the rolling magma, which roared as two fire dragons rose from the turbulent stream, carrying him toward Long Jiaonan.
Long Jiaonan was also slammed against the wall. She immediately played a melodious flute tune, controlling another dragon. That dragon crouched on the ground, its throat glowing brighter and brighter with flames. It opened its mouth wide, and a beam of fire shot out, filling the entire dragon vein with flames. Rolling li fire surged toward Qin Mu like a fire dragon!
That fire was li fire, capable of refining everything, even evaporating the magma!
Qin Mu's flute immediately controlled another water dragon. The water dragon pounced on the fire dragon's head, opening its mouth to spew kan water, suppressing the li fire. The two dragons immediately clashed in a fierce battle!
Qin Mu pointed his fingers like a sword and thrust forward. The Carefree Sword unsheathed, piercing through layers of flames, arriving at Long Jiaonan's brow like lightning.
Startled, Long Jiaonan had no time to dodge. She quickly tilted her head, and the Carefree Sword grazed her cheek, embedding itself into the dragon scales behind her.
"Close call!"
Before she could breathe a sigh of relief, suddenly thousands of sword lights pierced through the flames, engulfing her!
At that moment, the red dragon coiled its body, rapidly wrapping around her layer by layer. The clanging sounds of countless sword lights striking dragon scales rang out. All the flying swords Qin Mu had sent were blocked by this patriarch-level dragon.
In this dragon vein, the dragons fell into chaos, each letting out deep, resonant roars. The roars shook the air, nearly bursting the eardrums of Qin Mu and Long Jiaonan.
Qin Mu blew the golden flute with his primordial energy, trying to control the other dragons. Long Jiaonan also hurriedly channeled her primordial energy to contend with him.
One by one, the dragons were controlled by their flute sounds, their spirits connecting with theirs. They paired off and fought. These dragons were nearly god-level experts, incredibly powerful. They used fewer divine abilities and relied more on physical collisions.
Only then did Qin Mu realize how terrifying the dragon race's physical bodies were. As they moved, thousands of muscles were activated, and hundreds of tendons tightened and relaxed, producing thunderous cracks!
This was a power capable of moving mountains, draining seas, and changing the heavens and the earth. It filled the bodies of these dragon mutants, with explosive force far surpassing humans of the same cultivation level by countless times!
If these dragons used divine abilities, the unleashed power would be even more terrifying.
But both Qin Mu and Long Jiaonan were self-aware. Earlier, when one dragon breathed fire and another spat water, they had nearly died in the dragon vein. So they tried to prevent the dragons from using divine abilities, relying only on physical combat.
Their cultivation levels differed—Long Jiaonan was at the Seven Stars realm, far above Qin Mu's Six Harmonies realm. But in terms of primordial energy depth, Qin Mu was no worse than her.
Each of them could control three dragons with their flute sounds. Any more, and their primordial energy would be insufficient, and their spirits would falter. The six dragons were extremely powerful, fighting in the passage, causing the dragon vein to break its flow.
Qin Mu had just started practicing the Dragon Taming Art, but his training was relatively complete. Long Jiaonan had practiced this technique for thirty or forty years, but only had fragments. Their dragon-taming abilities were almost evenly matched.
Long Jiaonan still had the advantage because the Dragon King's red dragon was familiar with her and easier to control. It fought most fiercely and was easy to command.
Qin Mu had just established a connection with three dragons through the flute, so his control was somewhat clumsy.
This slight difference determined the outcome!
Long Jiaonan controlled the red dragon to bite the neck of a yellow dragon, slamming it heavily against the stone wall of the dragon vein. The red dragon crawled on all fours, slithering swiftly through the other fighting dragons, charging toward Qin Mu.
"Brat, I will avenge the Yulong Gate!" Long Jiaonan shouted fiercely.
Qin Mu's eyes lit up. He quickly retreated, suddenly turning into a shadow that stuck to the ground, moving along the stone wall of the dragon vein, circling over the charging red dragon's head.
"Sister Long, my apologies." His voice came from the wall as he rapidly approached.
Long Jiaonan was startled. At that moment, a huge shadow appeared behind her. The qilin had been waiting for the red dragon to leave her side. It immediately opened its mouth wide, spewing blazing true fire.
Long Jiaonan quickly turned around, grabbing the dragon pearl to meet it. The dragon pearl, struck by the qilin fire, emitted a multicolored light, blocking the qilin fire!
The qilin's strength was comparable to a Celestial Being realm expert. Its qilin fire was fierce, scorching Long Jiaonan's hand holding the dragon pearl black, but the woman behind the pearl remained unharmed.
At that moment, the shadow Qin Mu had turned into fell from above. The shadow became solid, and he punched Long Jiaonan in the back.
Boom!
She was sent flying by his punch, crashing into the stone wall of the dragon vein. Her bones cracked and shattered with a series of pops.
"If there is a next life, come find your revenge!"
Qin Mu pointed his fingers, and the Carefree Sword pierced into Long Jiaonan's brow as she slid down the wall, pinning her there.
Swish.
Eight thousand sword rains arrived together, embedding into the stone wall.
Qin Mu pointed his fingers backward, and the Carefree Sword returned to its sheath. The other flying swords clattered into his Taotie pouch. On the stone wall, Long Jiaonan was nowhere to be seen, only a pile of shredded flesh remained.
She could no longer shed her skin and be reborn.
Qin Mu used his primordial energy to drive the flute sound. A fire dragon galloped over. Qin Mu leaped onto its back and shouted, "Fatty Qilin!"
The qilin quickly jumped onto the dragon's back, wagging its tail ingratiatingly. Qin Mu then noticed that the beast was still holding Huan Longjun's Taotie pouch in its mouth.
"Well done!"
Qin Mu rarely praised it, making the qilin overjoyed. The flute sound became urgent. The fire dragon immediately turned and raced back along the path of the underground dragon vein.
"At this fire dragon's speed, if it runs at full speed, it should take less than a day to get out of the Great Ruins and reach Yanguo!"
Qin Mu was excited. He looked back, his face turning pale. He saw that although the fire dragon was running fast, the other dragons were following him like shadows. Some flew, some ran, some slithered, all raising their heads and blinking their dragon eyes at him, looking like they were waiting to be fed.
"I only fed you once! Stop following me!"
Qin Mu begged, "Please! You're free! Go wherever you want, just don't follow me!"
The colorful dragons still followed him, tilting their heads and looking at him, waiting to be fed.
"You're all just like Fatty Qilin!"
Qin Mu was exasperated. He took Huan Longjun's Taotie pouch and obediently began refining pills to feed these tagalongs.