Chapter 8

Chapter 8

The moment my body hit the bottom, I finally managed to narrowly dodge the relentless halberd. I instantly transformed into my true form-a jiao dragon-and surged out of the water!

[Ahhh! This is crazy! The female supporting character’s true form is actually blue!]

[Damn! It’s stunning!]

[To the person above, that belongs to the Female Lead. It’s only temporarily lent to her.]

At the same time came the Demon-Subduing Sect disciples’ shocked cries.

“It’s a blue Jiao, born with a water spirit constitution! How could the Great Marsh give birth to a Jiao like this? Isn’t that a divine species?!”

Surprised, huh? I was shocked when I was little too. My whole family was shocked.

The Great Marsh Jiao line had never produced my type.

This was the author’s favoritism toward the Female Lead-sorry, I’ll be accepting it with thanks.

Before long, they arrived at a conclusion-

“What divine species? It’s just a rare Great Marsh Jiao, that’s all.”

“If it’s a Great Marsh Jiao, it can be killed!”

Seeing those people about to lunge, Chang Yuan’s face changed. “Stand down-”

He shouted just in time.

Otherwise, they’d already have been wiped out by a single sweep of my tail.

Chang Yuan swiftly transformed into a colossal black serpent, clamped his jaws around my tail, and dragged me down into the water.

His cultivation was ten thousand years.

Mine was only five thousand.

So his body was far larger than mine.

But I wasn’t afraid. Tonight was the perfect heavenly timing for a Zoujiao, and our battle stirred up even fiercer wind, rain, and thunder.

We rolled and thrashed beneath the water, riding the current as we surged upward toward the heavens.

The force of his coils was brutal; the bites I tore into him with showed no mercy either.

Amid the earthshaking thunderstorm came Jiaojiao’s piercing, miserable “moo, moo” cries.

And I still had to stay on guard in case it tried to pull a fast one on me.

Just as we were fighting like our lives depended on it, Chang Yuan forced his way into my divine sense.

In a low voice, he warned me-

“Ah Yun, stop!”

He said-

“Stop! Your foundation is unstable, and you’ve piled up killing karma. Take one more step and you’ll be defying heaven-it will definitely draw a Heavenly Tribulation, and you could be reduced to dust!”

Yes.

He was right again.

He and those damn danmaku were always right.

A Zoujiao comes with a Heavenly Tribulation.

By the laws of the Heavenly Dao, because of the slaughter I’d just committed, the Heavenly Tribulation would come down a hundred times, a thousand times harsher.

He said-

“Come back to Kunlun with me. Cultivate under my seat, and I’ll help you atone for your sins.”

It sounded… a little tempting.

After all, he’d undergone molting eight times. He had experience with eight major trials.

Now that he already knew who I was, there was no need for me to keep hiding it.

It was like-once again-fate itself had dropped a chance right into my hands.

But dammit.

Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow-how many tomorrows are there!

I’m going to challenge the Heavenly Dao!

Today. Right now!

Don’t you dare mess with my Dao Heart, you bastard!