sinovels Chapter 63 Dye that thing green
Chapter 63 Dye that thing green
The enormous, azure dragon claw slowly transformed into a human hand. With just a few tugs, the bloodstains on the hand were dissipated by the emerging mist.
Ao Qing looked at the two demon corpses on the ground, a strange look flashing in his eyes. He glanced around before slowly taking out a dry, brown, fruit-shaped object from his pocket and placing it directly on the snake demon's bowl-sized wound.
The moment the fruit pit came into contact with the wound's blood, the snake demon's essence and blood surged towards the fruit pit like a floodgate being opened, and its body withered away at a visible speed.
In the blink of an eye, the snake spirit became a headless, dried-up corpse.
Ao Qing took the fruit pit; its surface color seemed to have darkened slightly. He then placed it on the leopard spirit's neck.
In the blink of an eye, he too turned into a skin draped over bones.
Ao Qing picked up the fruit pit and put it back in his pocket.
He then picked up the two withered demon corpses and casually tossed them into the river. He patted non-existent dust off his hands, bent down to pick up his straw hat, put it back on his head, and returned to his appearance as a young farmer.
A moment later, he casually tossed the bamboo aside, then broke off a willow branch from a willow tree by the river, twirled it twice in his hand, and as his body shimmered with emerald light, his figure gradually disappeared into the twilight.
He did not go back to report directly. Although the two demons' words sounded plausible, things taken out of a demon's mouth always needed to be verified.
The journey of over 500 li took him no more than half an hour. As he hurried along, he soon saw the mountain range with the most pine and cypress trees in the distance, which was the Spider Ridge that the two demons had mentioned.
Ao Qing did not approach, but instead hid behind an old pine tree, letting his innate dragon senses spread out.
A moment later, a group of patrolling demons walked along the mountain path. The leader was a wolf demon, followed by a deer demon, each carrying several herbs that they had just picked from the mountain stream.
As the wolf demon walked, he said, "Yesterday, the mountain demon king was again talking about when the immortal would return, saying that he felt uneasy as soon as the immortal left."
The deer demon chuckled twice: "He's not uncomfortable, he's too comfortable. I think he's afraid the Immortal Master will come back and find out he's been slacking off on patrolling the mountain again. But seriously, the Immortal Master's red hair is too eye-catching. Standing on the mountain, it's like having a red lantern hanging there. It's hard not to notice him. Things are tense outside these days. I think the Immortal Master should change his hair color."
"Then what color do you think is good? I also think it's rather eye-catching."
"I think dyeing that thing green would be perfect," the deer demon said confidently. "The mountains are all green trees; if you dye it green and put on a green robe, it'll be like you're invisible on this ridge..."
Ao Qing heard it clearly, and the last trace of doubt in his heart was dispelled.
The snake and leopard demons were right; the wild man with long red hair was indeed a local scourge, and even his lesser demons openly talked about it.
He didn't linger and quietly left.
He did not return to Ape Demon Mountain, but went to Bibo Pool first.
Upon arriving at the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the pool, they inquired with the guards and learned that their father was still in the Ape Demon Cave and had not yet returned.
He stood at the palace gate for a moment, thought for a moment, and then turned and walked in another direction.
Inside a side hall of the Wansheng Dragon Palace.
Princess Wansheng is sulking.
She was confined to her quarters for many days, and there was no one to talk to in the side hall. The maids at Bibo Pool dared not chat with her much, so she could only talk to the fish swimming in the pool.
However, she wasn't angry at the Dragon King of Ten Thousand Saints, but at that wild Taoist priest.
She still can't figure out what methods that bastard used to steal her Canglang Nine Folds technique.
There's also the story of following her to the bottom of the pool to steal the divine spear. If you could say that she was careless and didn't notice while she was hiding by her side, then how was she able to take the Xuanming Canglan Spear?
She couldn't take it herself, and not even a single dragon in the entire Halloween Dragon Palace could take it so easily.
According to Uncle Shuiwuzun, the gun was very obedient to the wild Taoist priest, and could be big or small as he pleased, which made her insanely jealous.
"Knock knock—"
"I said I don't want to eat anything! Get out of here!" Princess Wansheng thought it was another maid bringing food.
"Sister, it's me." Ao Qing's voice came from outside the door.
Princess Wansheng's heart skipped a beat. Wasn't her younger brother supposed to be helping capture that wild Taoist priest? Why did he have time to come here? Could it be...?
Her eyes lit up, but then she realized it wasn't appropriate, so she regained her composure and said, "Come in."
Ao Qing pushed the door open and came in. Princess Wansheng lazily glanced at him, then turned her gaze back to the surface of the pool.
"Why are you back? Didn't you go out searching the mountains with General Water Centipede?" she asked weakly, her tone nonchalant. "Did you catch someone?"
Ao Qing sat down beside her, picked up his teacup, took a sip, and said, "Those wild paths are so good at hiding, they're not so easy to catch."
"Then what are you doing here? Don't tell me you want my clothes again." Princess Wansheng glanced at him.
"How could that be? I haven't even worn the clothes you gave me last time. I'll come find you again when I've had enough." He put down his teacup, tilted his head towards Princess Wansheng, and suddenly lowered his voice, "But I did find some clues by chance. I know where that red-haired wild man's cave is."
Princess Wansheng sat bolt upright, grabbed Ao Qing and pulled him in front of her, her phoenix eyes wide with shock: "Are you serious? Where? Tell me!"
Ao Qing stumbled as she pulled him, quickly stepping back with a hint of hesitation on his face: "Sister, I was just saying it casually, don't take it seriously. Father said you can't leave Bibo Pool even half a step. If I tell you, you'll definitely think about escaping, and when Father finds out, he'll probably strip me of my dragon scales."
He made a move to leave.
Princess Wansheng grabbed his sleeve to stop him from leaving, her voice rising in frustration: "Tell me, from now on you can pick any clothes you want! If you're not satisfied, I'll go back to Granny Yu to make more."
"Sister, how could I..." Despite saying this, Ao Qing was in no hurry to leave. Under Princess Wansheng's earnest gaze, she sighed, as if she had been worn down by her and had no choice but to reluctantly sigh and say, "Pansiling, his cave is in Pansiling."
Princess Wansheng loosened his sleeve and turned to fetch a weapon.
Suddenly remembering something, he turned around and asked, "Do my father and the others know about this?"
"I just went to look for my father, but he wasn't here. I didn't have a chance to tell him yet."
"Very good!"
Princess Wansheng nodded and went to get her prized possession.
Ao Qing hurriedly followed, staying by her side and whispering, "Sister, are you sure you want to go? Should we inform Father first? What if you face him alone? Can you beat him? Last time on Wuming Peak, you were completely overpowered by him..."
Princess Wansheng paused, turned around and glared at him, but did not refute him.
She was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "In that case, you'll come with me."
"Me?" Ao Qing pointed to himself, looking completely innocent. "Father told me not to act recklessly..."