Chapter 190: This is not how you use a sword
Don't try to escape?
The Dragon Girl looked at Feng Qing'an, who was holding the Sea-Suppressing Seal in his left hand and the Thunder Sea Halberd in his right hand. She only thought for a moment and made what she thought was the wisest decision.
run!
It's not a bloody battle. The Xunfeng Sword she holds can control the cloud-flowing strong wind. Although it's a bit embarrassing to follow a master like her who uses it to escape.
However, her own life and safety should be prioritized in everything, so that she can achieve immortality. She doesn’t want to die inexplicably in such a place.
She had lived in fear and anxiety for the first half of her life. She finally escaped from the Dragon Palace and could walk freely between heaven and earth. Even the shadow that had been looming over her head had disappeared. She was unwilling to fall down!
As for the human boy in front of her saying that he would not kill her, she did not take it seriously at all. She knew the principle of being at the mercy of others.
She had seen qualities in the human race that even she thought sparkled, but what she saw more often was the ugliness that would scare even evil spirits.
She would never entrust her life to a human being whom she didn't know at all and had never even met, not to mention that this human and his brother seemed to have a hobby of killing dragons.
Therefore, as soon as Feng Qing'an finished speaking, the dragon girl in front of him disappeared, leaving only the mighty wind surging in the sky and the clouds surging and rising like raging waves.
“…”
Feng Qing'an remained silent. Minglong looked up at him and let out a confused cry.
Chant
Won't you catch up?
"Can you catch up?"
Looking at the barely empty sky, Feng Qing'an lowered his head to look at Minglong. The little guy was stunned for a moment, then shook his head very honestly. He really couldn't catch up at this speed.
Chant
So let her go?
"Let her go? Are you kidding me? If she leaves, who will take Suicune's place?"
Feng Qingan sneered.
Chant
What should I do then?
Minglong was a little confused. He didn't plan to chase him, but he also didn't plan to let him go. What was he trying to do?
"Why can't you think straight, little guy? Can't you sense her presence? Since she is stubborn and insists on using the power of the magic weapon to escape, let her escape. She will stop eventually, and we can catch up with her then!"
When he had two magic weapons in his hands, Feng Qing'an figured out the common characteristics of the magic weapons.
Each magic weapon possesses immense power, but to unleash this power, those whose strength level is not matched will have to pay a heavy price.
Hong Xi, who was still at the king level back then, had a hard time using Ting Hai. Not only was he unable to perfectly unleash the power of the magic weapon, but in the end he was even controlled by the magic weapon.
As for Boliu Jiangshuijun, Feng Qing'an didn't give him any chance to show his skills at all and killed him with just one sword. However, through the Zhenhai Seal, Feng Qing'an also knew the extent of consumption required to use the magic weapon.
Ordinary kings are unable to bring out the full power of their magic weapons, let alone this dragon girl who is just a great demon. The consumption of the Xunhai Sword is only comparable to that of the two magic weapons from the same source, and it cannot be less.
This kind of characteristic is true for any magical weapon of a high grade, of course, but the existence of connection and induction between magical weapons from the same source is the key to Feng Qing'an's confidence and composure at this moment.
This kind of induction seems to be related to the number of magic weapons held. Within a certain distance, Feng Qing'an and the Dragon Girl can sense each other, but when the distance is increased, Feng Qing'an who holds two magic weapons can still sense the Dragon Girl's location, but the Dragon Girl does not know of Feng Qing'an's existence.
This is something Feng Qingan discovered not long ago. When someone holds two different magical weapons, he seems to be able to sense the location of other magical weapons.
However, the closest one is the Xunhai Sword. As for the other six magical weapons, only the general directions are known. They are so far away that Feng Qingan has no desire to look for them at all.
Chant
Hearing Feng Qingan's plans and intentions, the little dragon's expression suddenly became excited and he couldn't wait to ask Feng Qingan when he would catch up.
It has tasted the sweetness twice and can't wait to taste it for the third time. It is really rare for spiritual power and realm to leap and grow in a short period of time.
"Just be patient, I'll go find a steady and reliable helper, and then you can lead it to chase after it!"
Under the puzzled gaze of the little dragon, Feng Qing'an led it to the bottom of the river, returned to the water palace, and found a man who was working hard to move an old turtle onto his desk.
“…”
Seeing this scene, Feng Qingan's face suddenly darkened. He swore that this was the last time he would be the God of Mountains and Water, and he would never touch such a position that would be entangled with trivial matters again.
"Sir, you are back. Please take a seat and take care of these matters!"
Seeing Feng Qing'an coming back, Prime Minister Turtle's eyes suddenly lit up, and he happily welcomed Feng Qing'an back to the throne. Feng Qing'an angrily picked up some jade plates and looked at them, and suddenly became even more annoyed.
In fact, what was reported to him was nothing big. Most of these jade discs came from the Rain-Prayer Hall, which was the palace that received incense and offerings from the people on both sides of the Boliu River.
The God of Water in charge of the Boliu River can use this to more quickly and clearly know what the people on both sides of the river are praying for. Most of them are praying for rain, but there are also prayers for disaster relief and blessings, which are related to water flow.
For example, if water monsters were born in the tributaries where the river water spread, affecting the production and reproduction of the local people, when encountering such a situation, the local people would pray to the Water God who controls the Boliu River.
Because the previous Water God had been quite diligent over the past few hundred years, the people's sacrifices and offerings were often effective, so when there was anything unusual in the water, the people's first reaction was to burn incense.
But for Feng Qing'an, who took over the Boliu River, this was simply a torture. How many tributaries would be derived from the Boliu River that stretches for thousands of miles, and how many water ghosts and monsters would breed?
Although these are just trivial matters to the God of Water who rules the river, Feng Qing'an, who was once a mortal, knows well that these trivial matters in the eyes of the earth gods can really cost mortals their lives if not resolved in time.
"Isn't there a special agency to handle this kind of thing? Was your former Water Lord so diligent that he did everything himself for hundreds of years?"
"Of course not. Officials are responsible for such trivial matters!"
Prime Minister Turtle explained.
"Then you bring all these to me? Where are the officials who were originally responsible for handling these matters?"
"Ran!"
The kind-looking old turtle said with a smile.
“…”
Feng Qing'an couldn't help but rub his brows with his hand. It's best not to have too high expectations for the wisdom of aquatic creatures. Most of them are purely by chance. They absorb too much spiritual power and naturally transform, and their spiritual intelligence is forced to improve.
Of course, there are smart water creatures, but those who were appointed to official positions by the previous Water Lord had already fled after he killed him. How many smart guys were there among those who stayed behind and waited for him to come to the Water Palace?
"Can't you help me deal with some of it? Why do you have to throw all these things to me?"
Feng Qing'an stared at the old turtle. He knew that the old turtle stayed there purely because it was fearless.
"Sir, you are too heartless to say that. I have already helped you deal with so many things behind the scenes. You just need to write it down, but the actual execution is all done by me, who will arrange for the soldiers and generals to handle it properly."
When Prime Minister Turtle heard Feng Qing'an say this, he immediately felt quite aggrieved and there seemed to be crystal tears accumulating in his wrinkled eyes, which made Feng Qing'an feel a headache.
"Alright, alright, I know you've worked hard and made great contributions, Prime Minister. In that case, I'll arrange an easier task for you, so you can go out and relax!"
"Um?"
Upon hearing this, Prime Minister Turtle immediately became alert, raised his hand cautiously, crossed his fingers, and bowed.
"May I ask what you have arranged for me, sir?"
"A small thing that can allow the Prime Minister to go out and relax!"
Feng Qingan said with a smile.
The dragon girl is, after all, a high-ranking demon. No matter whether it is Ming Longjia or Sen Miao, even if they join forces, they are not sure of capturing her alive. After all, she has a magical weapon in her hand. If she is determined to run away, it will be very troublesome.
But it doesn’t matter. He has such a useful old turtle by his side. Why not wait any longer?
When a king faces a lord, even with the bonus of racial bloodline, it will still be a one-sided crushing unless the gap between their bloodlines is extremely large.
"Sir, please speak frankly!"
The old turtle could no longer laugh at this moment, and seemed uneasy when he heard Feng Qingan's words.
"Okay, I have met the next Water Lord of the Boliu River, but she seems to have some misunderstandings about me, so I would like to ask the old Prime Minister to invite her back on my behalf so that I can explain things to her!"
"The next Suicune?"
Hearing Feng Qingan's words, the old turtle's face suddenly became a little weird. He was just told that they would meet soon, but he met the right candidate for Suicune not long after he went out. This was too fast.
And the so-called "inviting" him to come over was actually to let him kidnap the person back. Letting such a loyal old minister do such a thing, if he really becomes the next Suicune, will he have a good ending?
"Yes, but I don't know her well enough. I just want to ask the Prime Minister to invite her back as soon as possible. There are some things I need to ask before I can confirm them. This matter is urgent and not easy to deal with. I hope the Prime Minister will leave as soon as possible and don't waste time!"
Feng Qingan urged.
"Please be patient, young master. You haven't told me yet what the name and origin of this Water Lord you have chosen is. You should let me know these, right?"
"You can ask these questions slowly on the way. Now it's time for you to hit the road!"
As he spoke, Feng Qing'an took off the Minglong Armor from his body, threw it on the old turtle, and without saying anything, blasted the old turtle out of the water palace.
"Old Prime Minister, if you can't find anyone and come back alone, then I will assume that you want to take over the position of Water Lord!"
Feng Qingan threatened directly. When the old turtle heard what Feng Qingan said, he immediately made a promise to Feng Qingan.
"I will definitely live up to your trust, and bring back the next Suicune as soon as possible!"
"good!"
Seeing this kind-looking old turtle, who could even pretend to be an immortal if he took off his shell, being so cooperative, Feng Qingan nodded in satisfaction.
As long as this old turtle doesn't slack off and is willing to cooperate, with the guidance of Ming Longjia, he will be able to catch the dragon girl soon. At that time, he will be freed from the busy labor of the Water God.
At the moment when the old turtle of Boliu River came out of the water, a slender, tall, noble and elegant figure, riding the raging waves, landed in a woodland with few people, attracting beasts to run away and birds to fly. The intelligent monsters tried to shrink their bodies and trembled.
"Didn't catch up?"
Feeling that the spiritual power in her body was about to run out, the dragon girl looked back, and after making sure that no one was chasing her, she let out a long breath, created a strong wind out of thin air in the woods, and then she felt a little relieved.
"Sure enough, that human was bluffing. He can't catch up with me at all. After meditating for a while and recovering his spiritual power, I will leave here, the farther the better!"
Once she had made up her mind, Jiang Yue began to meditate to recover. However, when her spiritual power was more than half recovered, her mind suddenly began to palpitate. She suddenly opened her eyes and immediately saw an old man with a ruddy complexion, white hair and a childlike face, looking at her gently.
At this moment, Jiang Yue felt creepy because she didn't notice the presence of anyone in front of her at all. Even if she saw him at this moment, she couldn't feel the breath of the old man in front of her, as if he was an illusion.
"Your Highness, you can continue to meditate to restore the spiritual energy in your body. I will protect you by your side!"
Just as Jiang Yue once again grasped the Xunhai Sword and was about to run away, he heard the old man speak in a gentle voice.
"What did you call me?"
Jiang Yue was a little stunned. She hadn't heard such a title for a long time, and this title reminded her of some bad experiences in her childhood. Although it was a respectful title, the guy not have much respect for her in his eyes.
"Your Highness!"
"Are you from Cangjiang Dragon Palace?"
"I am the Prime Minister of the Boliu River Water House!"
"Bo Liujiang, why do you call me like that?"
The dragon girl frowned slightly, she was a little confused.
"The Master has designated you as the next Water Lord of the Boliu River Water House, but you have not yet taken the position, so I, this old minister, will address you as Your Highness!"
"Sir? Mr. Boliujiangshui?"
Hearing this, Jiang Yue immediately understood. A huge storm rose from the ground, but just as she was riding the wind up into the sky and flying away again, she suddenly felt an indescribable power descending, which instantly suppressed all the violent winds that she had caused with the help of the magic weapon.
"Your Highness, this is not how you use the Xunhai Sword!"
With a sigh, a huge shadow enveloped her . She saw a tortoise shell above her head and below her feet. Everything was completely covered and there was nowhere to escape.
