Chapter 0
123. A Miracle of Transformation
“Presumptuous!”
“You’re saying Banwei is injured, right?” Old Qin was instantly furious.
“Big Brother, can you understand what I’m saying?” Bei Si forced a smile that was more ugly than crying, gritting his teeth. “Clearly, my Little Saint Monarch is more seriously injured. I’m the one who’s the most miserable to behold!”
“What nonsense are you spouting? If you don’t want to fight Banwei anymore, just have your Little Saint Monarch retreat directly. To put it bluntly, you were the ones who initiated the provocation and caused harm this time,” Qin Gou spread his hands, stating his case with reason.
“Who wouldn’t want to leave? The problem is that Ao Banwei refuses to let go!”
Bei Si wailed as if he had lost his parents. “She has already developed a taste for it, like a fierce shark that smells blood. She tires not, and grows stronger with each battle! From being somewhat cautious at first, she has now become so adept that she can fight while cruelly insulting others with her arrogance, disturbing the Dao heart, and relentlessly questioning my Little Saint Monarch if she hasn’t eaten enough!”
Qin Gou couldn’t help but chuckle, pointing at Bei Si’s current corporeal form. “And what about her? You told this Little Saint Monarch not to immediately go to the front lines to support, but instead to come to Tongmeng Island. What’s your objective?”
Upon hearing this, Bei Si seemed to transform into an entirely different person, his voice hoarse. “I know very well that anyone in this world who is overly obsessed or fanatical in a certain aspect has a great weakness in their heart. As long as you accurately strike their sore spot, you can cause a thousand-mile dam to collapse from an ant’s nest, leading to utter defeat! Even any so-called merciless butcher in the Cultivation World is the same! Otherwise, why would one seek the Great Dao to achieve transcendence?”
“And coincidentally, the Little Saint Monarch I am possessing right now, also being of the Sea Race and having once lurked on Tongmeng Island for a long time, understands some of Ao Banwei’s pain points. So I ordered her to capture someone very close to Ao Banwei here, such as that female official Ao Yue, and bring her to Ao Banwei to force her hand! If this person is not afraid of her own injuries, how will she react when she witnesses her loved ones torn to shreds? It’s a pity…”
“You’re quite skilled at deciphering others’ thoughts,” Qin Gou narrowed his eyes, sighing inwardly. If he hadn’t appeared today, Bei Si’s move would have been spot on against Ao Banwei.
The Little White Dragon was good at enduring, but that didn’t mean she was an impenetrable fortress. She would never get hurt. Her weakness was her extreme gentleness and affection towards those around her, her subservience. If her loved ones were threatened, that little wench would surely have no choice but to bow her neck, offer her hands, and surrender.
“No, I just understand myself very well,” Bei Si said with a self-deprecating smile. “I presume you should also know that whether it’s me, Ao Banwei, or other Little Saint Monarchs and residual soul fragments, we are all ultimately still one person… Master, who are you going to help?”
“There’s a big difference! The one who spends time with me day and night is Banwei. The one who would wait tirelessly on Arc-Moon Mountain regardless of the season, enduring wind and dew until I appeared, is only that foolish girl!”
Qin Gou said without hesitation, “Just as we agreed before, tell me Banwei’s whereabouts, and I will let this Little Saint Monarch go.”
“Don’t rush. Do you think you’ve already won, Your Excellency?”
Bei Si shook his head. “In fact, I fell into this situation purely because I didn’t want to see my own Little Saint Monarch sacrifice herself from the start! Now, Ao Banwei indeed displays impressive combat power, but what if I hardened my heart and ordered the Little Saint Monarch on the front lines to fight her to the death at all costs?”
“As far as I know, pitiful Ao Ai only has Ao Banwei as her Little Saint Monarch!”
“So, relying on this as a guarantee, before you tell me Banwei’s whereabouts, you must ensure that I absolutely cannot make any secret moves to try and keep you here,” Qin Gou said decisively. “No problem. I am willing to make a Spirit Oath. Whether it’s me or those around me, we will not make a move this time! We will ensure you leave safely and fight another day.”
Bei Si lightly nodded his head. “Fellow Daoist, you see clearly.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Gou, under everyone’s watchful eyes, made the Spirit Oath without hesitation.
Seeing this, Bei Si was stunned for a moment, then said with a bitter smile, “To have a reliable person like you by Ao Banwei’s side is truly enviable. Moreover, Your Excellency is so similar to a very unforgettable human disciple from my memory…”
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“Gulp, gulp…”
A silver-white dragon, about three meters long, was drinking greedily by the pool. In the blink of an eye, more than half of the clear pond water had been consumed. A pair of majestic golden eyes kept vigilantly surveying the surroundings, as if ready to put on an elaborate performance of flooding the golden mountain the moment an enemy appeared.
“Zhu Yup, why are you still hiding? I can see you!”
“Who’s hiding?”
Suddenly, a disheveled girl with messy hair revealed her form. She held a Spirit Stone, rapidly recovering her strength, and shouted, “Didn’t you tell me to go eat and come back? I’ll be recovered soon, and I’ll slap you to death, you evil dragon, with my bare hands!”
From the girl’s already haggard face, one could still vaguely discern that her appearance was extremely similar to Ao Banwei’s. She was another Little Saint Monarch under Bei Si, who had been locked in a battle with a certain evil dragon for a long time.
“Hahahahaha…” Suddenly, the Little White Dragon stretched her long neck and laughed heartily, completely unconcerned.
“You don’t believe me?”
“I do, Banwei wishes she could!” the Little White Dragon said righteously.
“Bastard, you clearly look down on me!” The Little Saint Monarch, named Zhu Yup, was already visibly exhausted and rambling incoherently. “I’ve changed my mind! I’m going to tear you apart, bone by bone, heart by heart, skin you, and drain your blood, to make a exquisitely tailored little leather skirt and humiliate you forever!”
“Okay, okay, such beautiful human words. Say more, I want to listen.”
“You!”
“Heh heh.”
“Ahhhhhh!”
At this moment, the Little White Dragon couldn’t stop laughing, and Zhu Yup followed with hysterical cries. Their sounds, rising and falling in alternation, ensured that within a hundred-mile radius, all birds would flee and beasts would vanish. No creature with a sound mind would dare to linger.
“Banwei!” Suddenly, Qin Gou’s familiar voice rang out.
The Little White Dragon looked over almost instantly. Like a young swallow returning to its nest, she ran over without hesitation, transforming into her human form in mid-air. Stumbling and tumbling, she had to reach her esteemed Master as quickly as possible.
“Master, you really came!”
“How could I not come?”
At this moment, Ao Banwei, embraced by Qin Gou, nodded her little head obediently, her eyes teary. “That’s great! As long as you’re here, Master, Banwei will no longer be afraid!”
“Afraid?”
Zhu Yup, who had witnessed this scene, quickly looked. Ao Banwei’s injuries, thanks to the dragon race’s astonishing recovery ability, were almost healed. She then looked at herself, covered in wounds and ragged clothes, and at that deranged evil dragon, who had suddenly transformed into a docile, filial child. She felt a surge of anger, grief, and despair, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood on the spot.
“Who is afraid of whom? This is insane! This monster actually has two faces!”
