Chapter 156: Miss Evil Dragon’s Diary
After speaking a few more words, Xia Feng left the Evil Dragon Space.
The woman on the divine seat stared silently at the empty void. Her gaze was dazed for a moment before she prepared to lie down again and fall into slumber.
But her movements paused again. After a moment of thought, a thick, pitch-black book quietly landed on her lap.
She opened the book, and a feather pen began to write, pausing now and then.
[Awakening Calendar Day 18]
[Pain: 139 million level, Desire: 58.12%]
[I waited for three days, thinking he wouldn’t return, but what I didn’t expect was that after two weeks, he would return here again with fervent belief to pay homage.]
[It’s obvious, I was wrong, outrageously wrong. As the Dragon God, how could I doubt the sincerity of this believer time and again?]
[He is a strange human, even somewhat unreasonable, but undeniably, he is enthusiastic and possesses a stubborn, even noble, adherence to his faith.]
[I am satisfied, and also joyful.]
[However, something strange happened today.]
[When he approached me, his lips less than half an inch from mine, for some reason, my desire suddenly fluctuated, increasing by 1% to 59%, almost breaking through the maturity line.]
[But luckily, I suppressed this impulse and did not commit the evil deed of toying with a believer.]
[He is a believer, and I am the Divine Master he serves. I must not overstep any boundaries.]
[After all, having a reproductive relationship with a believer is a taboo evil deed that those unruly Evil Dragons would commit, going against natural order.]
[I am the king of my race, and I will never commit such an evil deed, nor will I shame the believer who devotedly worships me, making him think that the Dragon God he believes in is actually an Evil Dragon.]
[.]
[Finally, he made an agreement with me, stating that after he dealt with matters outside, he would come in again in seven days to absorb my suffering.]
[Oh, right, I also asked for this fervent believer’s name today.]
[He said his name was Xia Feng.]
[A very nice name.]
[Xia Feng.]
[Xia Feng.]
Under the World Tree, upon the divine seat.
The star-skirt woman, holding a dark feather pen, wrote the name ‘Xia Feng’ several times. After an unknown amount of time, the stroke of the pen suddenly stopped.
She pursed her lips and abruptly closed the diary. The feather pen and the diary simultaneously dissipated into dark spiritual light. She then languidly lay on her side, her pale vertical pupils slowly closing.
Silent slumber.
Only the flexible tail beneath the starry skirt remained, entwining her fair ankles, its tip happily swinging left and right.
*
Amidst the vast sea of flowers.
Not far from the glass house, a middle-aged man with an unkempt beard was pushing an old man in a wheelchair, slowly walking towards the glass house.
These two were Xuanwu and White Dragon.
Both were a bit dumbfounded at the moment because not long ago, they had thought Uncle Wei had failed and were planning to retreat.
Suddenly, a terrifying Seven-eyed Level Calamity Force erupted from the direction of the garden, making them almost think that a Near-god level existence was about to descend.
At that instant, the garden owner’s golden hand seemed to reach out as well, engaging in a confrontation with that mysterious aura, and was ultimately repelled.
However, White Dragon had already reacted and was looking at the glass house in the distance with a solemn gaze:
“The aura feels off. It’s not a Seven-eyed Calamity, it should just be the aura of a calamity caused by some special divine object. Hmm? That’s not right, why does this aura feel rather familiar…”
White Dragon quickly reacted, his gaze showing slight surprise. “It seems like the Calamity from Yuanhe Orphanage?!”
“Yuanhe?”
The old man was taken aback, and a strange glint flickered in his aged eyes. “According to the information you provided, the orphanage’s Calamity was destroyed by the Peach Organization. Now this Calamity has reappeared here, attempting to destroy the garden. Heh~ It seems this Peach Organization is also targeting the person behind the garden.”
“Haha~ Isn’t that great?”
The middle-aged man grinned broadly. “It saves us the trouble of taking action. Honestly, I don’t think there’s any need to investigate this organization at all.”
“Look at their recent actions: overthrowing Earl powers, preventing Anubi’s descent, destroying Yuanhe Orphanage, and now annihilating the garden. Haven’t all of these been great deeds?” White Dragon chuckled. “With this organization active in District 51, your Holy Department probably won’t have to live in constant fear of any catastrophic crisis.”
“Whether to investigate the Peach Organization is no longer within our power to decide,” Xuanwu said, shaking his head and squinting at the glass house. “The relevant materials have been reported to the Imperial Central Court. It’s estimated that before long, the Imperial Central Court will designate the Peach Organization as a highly dangerous organization, equivalent to the Burning Heaven Sacred Hall.”
“Burning Heaven Sacred Hall. Speaking of Burning Heaven, isn’t the Burning Heaven Sacred Hall involved behind this garden?” White Dragon’s eyes flickered, as if suddenly remembering something. “Heh~ Master, do you think the Peach Organization might not be acting as heroes of the night, but rather targeting the Burning Heaven Sacred Hall?”
Hearing White Dragon’s words, Xuanwu lowered his head, deep in thought.
Looking at it this way, it’s entirely possible. After all, it’s unlikely for a justice organization that specifically punishes evil to suddenly appear out of nowhere. Moreover, when the Peach Organization first appeared on Blood Calamity Street, their actions were hardly just.
But if their goal is to deal with the Burning Heaven Sacred Hall, then everything makes much more sense.
The Burning Heaven Sacred Hall is also a god-slaying organization, with at least five Venerables within it, possessing immense power.
But unfortunately, this organization is an unspeakably evil cult, engaging in arson, murder, and plunder with all sorts of wicked deeds. According to unreliable sources, the Burning Heaven Sacred Hall has at least one hundred thousand low-level members spread throughout the Empire, and even into the Nightmare Realm and Gray Realm.
“Huh? These people…”
As they got slightly closer to the glass house, White Dragon discovered that the area inside and outside the glass house was filled with silver-armored knights. They were fully armed and staring intently at the second floor of the glass house, seemingly ready to fight at any moment.
“Black Moon Holy See?” The middle-aged man raised an eyebrow and was about to step forward when the old man stopped him with a sound: “Return!”
The middle-aged man’s steps halted, and he turned back in confusion.
“Can you use your brain a little!” Xuanwu said in a deep voice. “The Black Moon Holy See could appear so quickly within the garden controlled by the owner, and seal off the scene. Don’t you suspect the connection between them?”
“Yes, yes, Master, you are right.”
“Stand up straight! You are a Venerable now, don’t be so flippant all the time.”
“Master, you know I’m a Venerable, so you should treat this Venerable—”
“Hmm?”
“Heh~ Just kidding, just kidding~”
“Let’s go. Let’s stay away from here and observe the situation.”
“Okay, okay.”
*
Having absorbed the day’s quota of dragon energy, obtained the black crow feather, and the Dragon God’s [True Name], Xia Feng returned laden with spoils.
After reappearing in the Rules Space, he summoned the two women back.
“How was it?” Cha Nai Xue asked curiously.
Xia Feng smiled confidently. “No problem. The organization said they’ll back us up, so we can do as we please.”
Mu Qingtong: “…”
“However, this backing will only be used once. We shouldn’t trouble the organization unless absolutely necessary,” Xia Feng said in a deep voice. “So, for safety’s sake, we don’t need to confront the people outside head-on.”
“This Calamity can create a new exit every twenty-four hours, with a range of 5 kilometers. So, we just need to wait until the moment before the Calamity is about to be destroyed, create an exit within five kilometers, and escape the Black Moon Holy See’s blockade.”
Hearing this, Mu Qingtong nodded and said softly, “Mr. Xia, can you pinpoint it at a location ten meters underground, 2.1 kilometers east of the glass house?”
“Ah?” Xia Feng asked in confusion. “So precise, why go there?”
The black-dressed woman threw a large bag to Xia Feng. “I’ve plundered many Spiritual Materials from those nobles, including the Flower Horn Calamity Blood I need. Of course, it also contains most of the Spiritual Materials you need to advance to the Third-stage.”
“!” Hearing this, Xia Feng raised an eyebrow. A thought flashed through his mind. Mu Qingtong’s spiritual affinity is wood. The Spiritual Materials needed for her Third-stage promotion are Pine-Cinnamon Wood, Blood Grass Crystal, Flower Horn Calamity Blood, and White Jade Glazed Vase.
“So, what are you still missing?”
“I already collected Pine-Cinnamon Wood and Blood Grass Crystal long ago. Coupled with the Flower Horn Calamity Blood I just obtained, I’m now only missing the White Jade Glazed Vase.”
“So, the place you just mentioned has White Jade Glazed Vase…”
Xia Feng finally understood, but he couldn’t help but ask, “But how did you know it was there?”
Mu Qingtong raised her beautiful eyes to glance at Xia Feng and said in a gentle voice:
“Because the original owner of the garden was He Jianzhu. This place used to be her Laboratory. I grew up here.”
