98: Chapter 98 The Female Sword Immortal Battles the Ink Dragon

Ye Xiaoyao flew on his sword above the forest, deliberately restraining his Aura.

Along the way, he did indeed sense the presence of several Cultivators, some strong and some weak; some were alone, others in groups.

He did not step forward to make contact.

In this crisis-ridden Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range, strangers often meant unknown risks; killing people to seize treasures was not an uncommon occurrence.

He preferred to explore carefully on his own.

Having flown for about two hours, he gradually felt that something was wrong.

The surrounding trees grew taller and denser, the Demonic Qi permeating the air became increasingly pure and thick, and the Yao Beast Auras he occasionally sensed were more formidable.

"Strange... This direction doesn't seem to be leading to the outer perimeter; it feels like it's heading deeper into the mountain range?"

Ye Xiaoyao frowned, muttering to himself.

"If I had known, I wouldn't have followed that Fairy... Should I turn back now? Would that be even more dangerous?"

He hesitated, slowing down his speed.

Just then, from far ahead, intense fluctuations of Spiritual Qi and roaring sounds could be faintly heard, seemingly mixed with beast roars like Dragon cries and the clear ringing of swords.

"A fight? Could it be..."

Ye Xiaoyao's heart stirred; his curiosity overcame his caution.

He accelerated again, quietly sneaking toward the direction from which the fluctuations were coming.

Passing through a dense forest, the view suddenly opened up to reveal a lake as clear as a mirror.

And above the lake, a thrilling battle was unfolding.

A woman in clothes as white as snow, holding a moon-white longsword, her posture as elegant as a Fairy, was engaged in a fierce battle with a behemoth.

The Yao Beast was over ten zhang long, its entire body covered in jet-black, shiny scales, with a pair of ferocious short horns on its head and four claws under its belly.

It was unmistakably a rare Black Flood Dragon.

Its Aura was violent, clearly having reached the Late Stage, equivalent to a Late Stage Core Formation Cultivator!

Ye Xiaoyao held his breath, quietly landing in the canopy of an ancient tree, observing the battle from afar under the cover of branches and leaves.

He recognized the white-robed woman as the Female Sword Immortal who had saved him earlier.

The Black Flood Dragon hovered above the lake, surrounded by swirling water vapor. It spoke in human language, its voice rolling like muffled thunder, carrying an arrogant condescension:

"Human female Cultivator, why do you disturb my cultivation?"

The White-robed Female Sword Immortal stood in mid-air, her dress and long hair fluttering in the wind, her tone still relatively polite:

"Senior Black Flood Dragon, I have heard that you possess a trace of Dragon Bloodline. I have come here to ask for a few of your heart-protecting scales to refine a batch of Medicinal Pill."

"Ask for scales?"

A mocking glint flashed in the Black Flood Dragon's huge vertical pupils, and it snorted coldly:

"Hmph! My heart-protecting scales are condensed from the true Dragon Bloodline. Each one takes decades of hard work to grow and is a priceless treasure! You, with your mere Middle Stage Core Formation cultivation, dare to ask for them? Pure delusion!"

Upon hearing this, the Female Sword Immortal frowned slightly, a trace of displeasure flashing across her face.

But she did not lose her temper; instead, she flipped her hand to take out a mutton-fat jade bottle, holding it in her palm. Her tone turned flat, even carrying a hint of coldness:

"This bottle contains a Transformation Pill. It is highly effective in helping the Yao Race resist the Heavenly Tribulation and reduce pain during transformation. How about exchanging this pill for three of your scales?"

"Transformation Pill?!"

The Black Flood Dragon's vertical pupils contracted suddenly, staring tightly at the jade bottle. Its long tongue flickered involuntarily, and a strong sense of greed filled its eyes.

It knew the value of this Medicinal Pill all too well; if it could obtain it, its chances of surviving the future transformation Heavenly Tribulation would greatly increase.

It stared at the jade bottle for a long while, its massive head swaying slowly, but its voice turned icy:

"The Transformation Pill is good... but I want both!"

Its gaze shifted to the Female Sword Immortal's stunning face and slender figure, a lecherous glint flashing and disappearing.

"You human female Cultivator, you possess extraordinary beauty. After I undergo transformation, I will be in need of a top-grade Cauldron! Today, I want the pill, and I want you too!"

"Shameless beast!"

The White-robed Female Sword Immortal was thoroughly enraged, her pretty face frosted over, and she instantly withdrew the jade bottle.

Her moon-white longsword let out a clear ring, the tip pointing directly at the Black Flood Dragon:

"Since you are seeking your own death, I will take them myself!"

Before the words had faded, she moved with her sword, a sharp, peerless streak of moon-white Sword Qi tearing through the sky, slashing directly at the Black Flood Dragon's vital spot!

"Roar!"

The Black Flood Dragon roared in anger, its thick, long tail lashing out violently, whipping up towering lake water that turned into countless ink-green water blades to meet the Sword Qi.

It held the geographical advantage; the lake water moved according to its will, and the offensive was overwhelming.

The human and the dragon instantly clashed.

Sword Qi crisscrossed, water dragons roared, and countless giant waves exploded on the lake surface.

Although the White-robed Female Sword Immortal was only at the Middle Stage Core Formation, her sword heart was clear, and her sword technique was exquisite.

Furthermore, she seemed to possess a water-type Spiritual Root, having considerable resistance to the water-type Spell used by the Black Flood Dragon.

Although the Black Flood Dragon's cultivation was one stage higher and its Bloodline was powerful, under her subtle and precise sword technique, it could not gain much of an advantage.

The two sides fought to a stalemate for a time.

In the distant tree canopy, Ye Xiaoyao watched with fascination, while secretly sweating for the Female Sword Immortal.

This Black Flood Dragon was much harder to deal with than the Tiger Yao.

After a long and intense battle, the lake surface had been turned upside down.

Suddenly, the White-robed Female Sword Immortal let out a clear shout, and her Aura climbed to its peak.

"Man and Sword as One!"

She seemed to transform into a brilliant moon-white streak of light, completely merging with the longsword in her hand.

A sharp Sword Intent, far exceeding the Middle Stage Core Formation, soared into the sky, locking firmly onto the Black Flood Dragon.

For the first time, a look of horror appeared in the Black Flood Dragon's huge vertical pupils, and it shouted in anger:

"Man and Sword as One! How is this possible?!"

It twisted its body desperately, trying to hide in the deep lake.

But it was too late!

The speed of that moon-white streak of light was extreme, as if it had broken through the limitations of space. In a flash, it pierced through the Black Flood Dragon's belly, which was covered in hard scales.

"Pfft—!"

Dragon blood sprayed!

The Black Flood Dragon let out a painful howl, its massive body rolling violently.

The moon-white light did not stop, tracing profound trajectories in the air, piercing the Black Flood Dragon's vitals again and again.

The Black Flood Dragon wanted to escape but was tightly entangled by the sword light.

Finally, with the momentum of piercing the heavens, the moon-white light passed straight through the Black Flood Dragon's head.

"Boom!"

The Black Flood Dragon's massive body stiffened, then crashed down, slamming heavily onto the open ground by the lake.

Dust filled the sky, and it breathed no more.

The moon-white light dissipated, and the figure of the White-robed Female Sword Immortal reappeared, stumbling as she landed.

Her face was as pale as paper, her lips bloodless, and she had to use her sword to support herself to stand, her Aura withered to the extreme.

Clearly, forcing the use of the secret technique "Man and Sword as One," which far exceeded her current Realm, had placed a huge burden on her.

She quickly took a few Medicinal Pill, adjusted her breathing for a moment, and only then managed to recover a trace of mobility.

She walked to the side of the Black Flood Dragon's corpse, carefully using her sword to remove a few jet-black scales from the heart-protecting area that were the most restrained in luster, and put them away.

She then cut open the dragon's belly and took out a fist-sized, ink-green Yao Core surging with demonic power.

However, the moment the Yao Core left the body, a sudden change occurred!

A pink, flesh-like sac object suddenly ejected from somewhere inside the Black Flood Dragon's body and exploded instantly!

"Bang!"

A large cloud of pink mist permeated the air, carrying a sweet, strange fragrance, instantly enveloping the caught-off-guard White-robed Female Sword Immortal.

"Oh no! It's the Lust Sac Poison Mist!"