Waste Paper Bridge
Chapter 100 Damn It!
"Go!" Ye Chuxiao didn't hesitate, dragging Yifeng and Lan Ying as he jumped out of the open window.
At the same time, while running, he didn't forget to shout loudly, "There's a trap, run!"
At this time, shouting this was all Ye Chuxiao could do.
As for whether anyone would escape the calamity because of his reminder, it was beyond Ye Chuxiao's control.
He wouldn't have any psychological burden because of it.
Dragging the two women, he ran wildly all the way, stopping slowly only after reaching a distance of about fourteen or fifteen hundred meters from the old tavern's attic.
"The aura of death has faded!" Ye Chuxiao looked around, and the Longevity Saber Intent, which had been restless, returned to calmness.
The Longevity Saber was obviously not just a saber technique; it was a complete set of methods for avoiding death and prolonging life.
When a crisis came, and the aura of death rose, the host of the Longevity Saber could sense it in advance, and if there was a choice, they could choose to avoid it.
Drawing the saber… that was the choice made only when absolutely necessary, when there was no other option.
As for deliberately staying in place when the aura of death rose, feeling death, and trying to break through to a wonderful state on the edge of life and death… that was just an unrealistic fantasy.
Cultivation was cultivation, and fighting was fighting. Mixing them together was prone to accidents.
It wasn't that no one had broken through in battle, but that was only for an extremely small minority. More people who made similar attempts ended up in miserable failures.
In a battle where you couldn't afford to be distracted for even a fraction of a second, it was impossible to really have the time to immerse yourself in your own world and break through with peace of mind.
Especially with closed-door cultivation, opening a wonderful state, and other barriers that required spiritual insights and transformations, it was even more impossible.
Before Yifeng and the two women could ask what had happened, they heard a violent explosion from the old tavern not far away.
Boom!
In an instant, the mountains shook, and the entire old tavern building was directly enveloped by the violent explosion's halo. The dazzling light almost completely illuminated the hilltop.
Accompanying it was a deafening dragon's roar.
A giant dragon with a crimson body, a hundred zhang long, white mane and beard, and antlers on its head, soared from the explosion.
Then, the giant dragon coiled in the clouds, spitting out sweet dew to shower the fiery, exploding area.
As the afterglow of the explosion dissipated, a giant crab the size of a basketball court shielded some of the old tavern's employees and customers beneath it, but half of its body was already red, apparently roasted.
An old clam emerged from the soil, opening its equally blackened shell. Clam Sister jumped out of the shell, shrinking significantly in size, which actually made her look a bit prettier.
"Crimson Water Divine Lightning! My good brother! Do you hate me so much that you've been scheming to kill me?" The old dragon roared at the distance from the clouds, its voice turning into a sharp arrow, flying towards the Yunmeng Marsh tens of thousands of miles away.
The voice materialized, revealing a phantom of a white dragon in mid-air, "Yes! My good brother! How can I sleep soundly if you don't die?"
"If you're still a man, return to the Yunmeng Marsh and fight me, so that the battle of the two dragons can come to an end."
"Instead of cowering on this Yaoshan Mountain, greedily seeking the protection of the Daheng Divine Capital."
The old dragon roared, "Yuan Jia! You've gone too far! I am the Dragon King of Yunmeng Marsh!"
With a burst of energy, the white dragon phantom condensed in mid-air immediately dissipated.
The old dragon fell from the clouds, transforming into a small old man, short and stout, with a round face and a bald head. Truly, his appearance was not flattering.
Clam Sister hesitated for a moment, but still braced herself and went to greet the old man, "Dragon King! General Xie protected half of the guests and employees, but he was seriously injured and must return to the Yunbo Pool in Yunmeng Marsh to recuperate in order to recover…"
The old man heard this and said, "With his ability, he would have had time to dodge. This time, he was indeed reckless. I will go to the depths of Yaoshan Mountain to find some mysterious ice and spiritual liquid to heal him. With his cultivation, he will only lose two legs at most; there will be no major problem!"
In other words, he refused to return to the Yunmeng Marsh, wanting only to hide in this Yaoshan Mountain and drown his sorrows in alcohol behind closed doors.
The sound of galloping horses came from far and near.
The people from the Demon Suppression Division, the Six Doors, and the Thousand Flood Dragon Guards arrived at the scene almost simultaneously.
Leading the Six Doors was a man who looked no more than thirty years old, tall and heroic, wearing a Flying Cloud Purple Gold Robe bestowed by the Emperor himself, with a pair of Xuan Black short halberds at his waist, and riding a mixed-blood Mo Qilin.
When he led the crowd to rush over, his aura completely suppressed the newly transformed old dragon by at least three points.
Behind this heroic man, followed three Golden Badge Constables, as well as a dozen Silver Badge Constables, and several Copper Badge Constables.
Everyone surrounded him like stars surrounding the moon, showing his status, definitely a Divine Constable in the Six Doors.
And such a young Divine Constable could only be Jin Buyi, one of the Five Great Divine Constables.
Among the three Golden Badges following him, Jin Sanniang was also listed.
Cui Yu and Zhao Sibai were also following.
Qiao Wuqi was nowhere to be seen.
On the other side, the Thousand Flood Dragon Guards and the Demon Suppression Division also had quite the impressive lineup. The leaders were of no low status, but compared to Jin Buyi, they were obviously a bit inferior, so they did not dare to stand side by side with him, but instead fell back half a step, showing Jin Buyi's special status.
After the three leaders exchanged glances, the leading official from the Demon Suppression Division stepped forward to negotiate with the old dragon.
"Old Dragon King! What's all the commotion about? What kind of play are you putting on again?" The Demon Suppression Division official asked, his words carrying three parts annoyance, three parts teasing, and four parts helplessness.
The little old man transformed from the Dragon King turned his head, revealing a disdainful expression, "A third-rank Demon Suppression General dares to question this Dragon King? Let your Demon Suppression Commander come and speak to me!"
The Demon Suppression Division official was furious upon hearing this and was about to retort, but then he saw Jin Buyi riding the Mo Qilin out, looking at the old Dragon King and saying, "Then can I speak to you?"
"Yuan Zhen! This is Yaoshan Mountain, where the Daheng dragon vein lies, the back of the Divine Capital. Such a big event has happened. Are you going to give an explanation?"
The old Dragon King was originally very tough, but when he saw Jin Buyi coming forward, he changed his attitude, although his face was still dark, he was willing to speak properly.
After hearing this, he sighed and said, "I am also a victim in this matter. That poisonous brother of mine still refuses to let me go and actually sent someone to hide Crimson Water Divine Lightning to kill me, Divine Constable Jin! Please send troops immediately to capture that evil dragon and put him in jail, to uphold justice for this old dragon."
Jin Buyi sneered upon hearing this, ignoring the old Dragon King's complaints.
At this time, Ye Chuxiao also arranged for Yifeng and the two women to stay far away, while he joined the ranks of the Six Doors.
"You're here too?" Cui Yu looked at Ye Chuxiao curiously and asked in a low voice.
Ye Chuxiao nodded and said, "What a coincidence! I wanted to ask for a jar of Drunken Life, Dream Death to safely cultivate in seclusion, but I didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing. Fortunately, I noticed something was wrong at the time and ran out first, otherwise I'm afraid my bones would have been burned to a crisp."
Jin Sanniang didn't believe what Ye Chuxiao said.
She knew that Ye Chuxiao had a method of resurrection that was very magical and remarkable.
However, she was not a talkative person, and she would not expose Ye Chuxiao at this time.
"Then you're really unlucky. This matter… there will be a lot of wrangling, and in the end, I'm afraid it will end without a resolution!" Cui Yu seemed quite experienced.
"How do you say that?" Ye Chuxiao asked.
Some other Silver Badges around were also listening with their ears perked up, obviously not very clear about the inside story either.
Cui Yu said, "When this old Dragon King ran away from Yunmeng Marsh, he also took away the Yunmeng Cauldron, which the Xia Emperor left in Yunmeng Marsh ten thousand years ago to suppress the water veins for the local water god. Without the Yunmeng Cauldron, if Yunmeng Marsh wants to regulate the water veins and ensure good weather in the seven states around Yunmeng Marsh, the current Dragon King will need to spend a lot of effort to rectify it, and I'm afraid he won't be able to rest for a few days a year to barely maintain the water qi from being disrupted."
"So, just like the previous incidents at the old tavern on Yaoshan Mountain, the current Dragon King Yuan Jia is deliberately provoking trouble, in order to force this old dragon to return to Yunmeng Marsh for a life-and-death battle, so as to take back the Yunmeng Cauldron."
"This old dragon is also cunning. No matter how his younger brother provokes him, he just stubbornly stays on Yaoshan Mountain and doesn't go down. The Empress Dowager and His Majesty are thinking of this old dragon being taken in by the late Emperor, and they don't want to force him to move away… This matter has also caused many disputes among the court officials, but there is no final conclusion. They just told the Six Doors and the Demon Suppression Division to do more work with this old dragon and try to persuade him to compromise."
Cui Yu didn't say it very thoroughly, but everyone present was smart and understood the parts that were not clearly stated.
For example, the current Dragon King Yuan Jia of Yunmeng Marsh has been recognized by the Daheng Dynasty.
Although it was a usurpation, it is very likely that this Dragon King is doing a decent job.
Maybe he is doing a better job than the old Dragon King in front of him.
Another point is that the mainstream trend in the Daheng Dynasty now is to expect the old Dragon King to return the Yunmeng Cauldron, in order to help the current Dragon King regulate the water veins and ensure good weather in the seven states where Yunmeng Marsh is located.
However, this old dragon wants to use the Yunmeng Cauldron in his hands as a bargaining chip, wanting to coerce the Daheng Dynasty to send troops to help him regain the position of Dragon King.
The Crimson Water Divine Lightning did not kill the old Dragon King, but it was a kind of stimulation.
It was not only stimulating the old Dragon King, forcing him to return to Yunmeng Marsh to make a final decision, but also stimulating the rulers of the Daheng Dynasty, forcing them to choose between the old Dragon King and the current Dragon King.
"The human race and the dragon race do not interfere in each other's internal affairs. This is a rule set since the Xia Emperor era ten thousand years ago. How can we break it for you today?"
"Unless that Yuan Jia Dragon King disregards the life and death of the people in the surrounding seven states and allows floods to overflow and the water qi to be unbalanced. Only then will my Daheng have a reason to send troops to suppress him!" Jin Buyi said to the old Dragon King.
The old Dragon King said, "Then I can only wait a little longer!"
"Continuing to wait is also beneficial to me."
"In recent years, he has been busy casting clouds and rain, and he has no time to cultivate at all. Even if he doesn't break the agreement with the human race, as long as I can endure for a few more years, and my cultivation completely surpasses him, I will go back and retake the throne and…"
When he said this, the old Dragon King obviously paused.
A few sighs and a few regrets also appeared on his face.
"Look! It's another trip in vain. This old dragon… is very cunning! He simply doesn't have the guts to go back and fight the current Dragon King."
"I just don't know what method the current Yuan Jia Dragon King will use next time to stimulate him," Cui Yu said.
Jin Sanniang clenched the scimitar at her waist tightly, gritting her teeth and saying, "Damn it! Extremely hateful!"
Ye Chuxiao and Cui Yu and Zhao Sibai all knew what Jin Sanniang was angry about.
What she hated was that if this incident were to end without a resolution, then the encounters of the people who died in this disaster would be destined to not be redressed.
The dead were just a backdrop for a '乌龙事件’ (wūlóng shìjiàn - literal: oolong incident; meaning: a foolish mistake or accident).
They were simply insignificant.
"He still wants to hide in Yaoshan Mountain to cultivate and surpass the current Dragon King. He gets drunk every day. What's the difference between him and the current Dragon King who is exhausted from running around to regulate the water qi? No… he is not doing things as properly as the other party. At least the current Dragon King is still doing some good things that benefit the country and the people," Cui Yu muttered.
"Old Dragon King! I won't beat around the bush with you. Including this incident, the conflict between you and Dragon King Yuan Jia has caused eight disturbances, close to the Divine Capital. We can't turn a blind eye."
"Now I'll give you two choices. First… we will take action and drive you out of Yaoshan Mountain. In the future, you can wander the world as you please. Whether you can escape Dragon King Yuan Jia's pursuit depends entirely on your own ability. Second, the Daheng Dynasty will send a team to go with you to Yunmeng Marsh to help you mediate and try to reach a result that is satisfactory to both sides," Jin Buyi said to the old Dragon King, giving him two choices.
The old Dragon King immediately dissatisfied, "You can't drive me away. I stayed in Yaoshan Mountain. This is an grace given to me by your late Emperor!"
Jin Buyi sneered, "We have not violated the late Emperor's will, but there will always be some passing experts and hermits who can't stand to look at you. If they are in a bad mood, it is possible to draw out two of your dragon tendons."
The old Dragon King's face immediately turned red and white upon hearing this.
Although the dragon race is naturally powerful and has a long lifespan, it lacks the human race's adaptability and flexibility, and it can't compare to the human race's large number and wide reproduction.
From an individual point of view, the human race's innate advantages are far inferior to the dragon race.
However, among the human race, there will always be some people with outstanding talents who stand out, and their cultivation and combat power steadily suppress the dragon race.
Not to mention others, the Divine Constable Jin Buyi is only thirty-something, not yet forty.
From an age point of view, the old Dragon King is more than ten times older than him, but he doesn't dare to say that he can compare to Jin Buyi.
Faced with Jin Buyi's squeeze, he can only sulk.
Of course, it's not to say that the old Dragon King is really not Jin Buyi's opponent, it's just that this old dragon is both cunning and cowardly.
"How can you be so shameless!"
"How can you be so shameless!" The old Dragon King was so angry that his beard was flying, and he seemed to want to make trouble, but when he saw that Jin Buyi had already gripped the halberds at his waist, he restrained himself.
"Alright! Now times have changed. You have all forgotten how much I have contributed in the past and how much I have done for your Daheng. You don't talk about feelings…"
"It's okay for me to return to Yunmeng Marsh, but you must at least send three Intent Realm cultivators to escort me safely, and also ensure that if the negotiations are not successful, you will safely escort me away," the old dragon was still bargaining.
Jin Buyi shook his head, "It's better to choose a day than to run into it, we'll leave now. The only people escorting you are me and these constables under me."
"The Thousand Flood Dragon Guards and the Demon Suppression Division aren't going?" The old dragon said in surprise.
"No! They have to guard the Divine Capital and investigate illegal demons and heretics all over the world… they don't have time to delay with you," Jin Buyi said.
Ye Chuxiao was mixed in the team, and at this time he quietly retreated and was about to leave.
He was still on休沐 (xiūmù - official holiday) , and theoretically this mission had nothing to do with him.
He didn't have to participate in the trip to Yunmeng Marsh.
"This action does not belong to the Six Doors' official duties. It's all because this old dragon used his connections to ask us for help, so you must provide a reward," Jin Buyi added to the old dragon.
Ye Chuxiao stopped his retreat upon hearing this.
Going over might be dangerous, but if there were benefits, that would be another matter.
The old dragon's round, wrinkled face was twisted into a ball.
Then he stomped his feet and said, "Really… too ruthless! Young people just don't talk about morality!"
"In this way, I will provide you with fifty jars of Drunken Life, Dream Death, just as a reward!"
Jin Buyi stretched out a hand and held up a finger, "A thousand jars, and they are undiluted."
"There are also thirty copies each of dragon breath grass, shed old dragon scales, and old dragon teeth. If you are lucky enough to regain the position of Dragon King, we will also need to collect ten years of benefits from your Yunmeng Marsh, with annual benefits of no less than one million spiritual jade."
Jin Buyi was cutting a knife into the old dragon's artery with this opening.
From far away, it seemed that one could see the old dragon's wound spurting blood.
Faced with Jin Buyi's outrageous demands, the old dragon smiled, "As long as you can help me take back the position of Dragon King, I will give you benefits worth two million spiritual jade every year!"
He was obviously trying to drag Jin Buyi and other Six Doors constables into the water.
Jin Buyi hesitated for a moment, but did not refuse.
"Strange!" Looking at Jin Buyi at this time, Jin Sanniang muttered in a low voice.
"What's wrong?" Ye Chuxiao asked, returning.
Jin Sanniang said, "He seems very greedy. Although we have received the King's order and temporarily put aside our official positions to participate in the Dragon King's struggle in a private capacity, if we receive this benefit of two million spiritual jade every year, it will be difficult for everyone to maintain fairness after that."
"I'm afraid there will be even more variables on this trip…"
Ye Chuxiao knew very well that Jin Buyi must have endured the demon girl Ying Shu's Heart Pill.
The seven emotions and six desires in the Heart Pill began to affect Jin Buyi's original mind, causing his desires to rise greatly.
"Can't he handle it so much?"
"Will he fall off the wagon too soon?" Ye Chuxiao looked at Jin Buyi's back, his eyes full of worry.
"Everyone, this trip is not an official assignment, so those who are unwilling will not be forced."
"If you go together, after it is done, we will reward you according to your merits, and all the rewards will be distributed according to the contributions," Jin Buyi turned around and said to the constables present.
Many constables had already been aroused by the benefits promised by the Dragon King, and they shouted, "We are willing to go with the adult."
At this time, the crowd was excited, and if Ye Chuxiao directly withdrew from the crowd, it would seem particularly conspicuous.
After negotiating properly, a group of constables, led by Jin Buyi, along with the old Dragon King's remnant troops, went straight to Yunmeng Marsh.
After leaving Yaoshan Mountain, they boarded a ship and entered the Wei River.
From the Wei River, they entered the Langya River, and one of the tributaries of the Langya River would flow into the Yunmeng Marsh.
In general, the world's water veins are actually interconnected.
Traveling by boat to Yunmeng Marsh in the south, with the old Dragon King on board, the journey was naturally smooth, and it was not enough to describe it as traveling a thousand miles a day.
Tens of thousands of miles away, it would be possible to complete the journey by about noon the next day.
And tonight was everyone's rest time.
The large amount of Drunken Life, Dream Death stored by the old Dragon King had already been handed over.
Jin Buyi then took out a portion of it to reward everyone first, so that everyone could relax their emotions.
Drunken Life, Dream Death used in conjunction with the Awakening Dragon Pill can only be considered a fine wine that helps with cultivation and regulates the mind.
It will not make people drunk to death.
Drinking a small amount will not only not affect the state, but it is a good thing to adjust the state.
Ye Chuxiao naturally received two jars of Drunken Life, Dream Death.
Looking at the peerless wine in the two jars of jade, Ye Chuxiao couldn't help but sigh, that the things that he had tried so hard to obtain were easily obtained because he got on the bandwagon.
"One night is enough for me to enter a closed-door death cultivation."
"As long as I apply a thick layer of honey oil to the Awakening Dragon Pill in advance, and then put it in my mouth, once the time comes and I haven't woken up, the Awakening Dragon Pill will melt in my mouth and wake me up."
"With two jars of Drunken Life, Dream Death, it's enough to try it!" Ye Chuxiao sat in his own room, first coated the Awakening Dragon Pill with honey oil, and then stabilized it with a talisman seal, setting a preset to dissolve after four hours.
Then, he first put the Awakening Dragon Pill in his mouth, then slapped open the seal on the jar, and poured the amber wine into his mouth.
The sweet and mellow wine entered his throat, not only did it not have any rushing energy, but it made people feel comfortable all over.
It was like jumping into a pool of clear stream water in the hot summer, making one feel refreshed all over.
Then, it was a rush of alcohol. Starting from the abdomen, it rushed to Ye Chuxiao's forehead.
Dizzy, Ye Chuxiao fell headlong on the bed.
Death!
What kind of feeling was it?
Ye Chuxiao had ‘died’ before, but the ‘death method’ of the Nine Deaths Demonic Art was violent.
The life and death conversion was only in an instant, and there was no chance for Ye Chuxiao to feel the ‘rhythm’ of it.
And now, he felt the feeling of truly approaching ‘death’.
There was no pain, no struggle, but a feeling of constantly sinking into the deep sea.
At the same time, there was also a feeling of liberation and freedom of the soul.
It was as if the cage of the body had finally freed the soul from its restraints.
Everything began to be so relaxed and comfortable.
"Is this the process of death?"
"So gentle?"
"That's not right! It's just because the 'death' method I chose is very comfortable." Ye Chuxiao was still thinking, but this thinking had become slow.
The anxieties and unease in his heart were now abandoned.
Although it was feigned death, it was true freedom.
And in this ‘freedom’ of body death and soul freedom, Ye Chuxiao vaguely saw many ‘light spots’ again.
They were calling his name.
Song Jiamu, Wang Shirui, Ye Chuxiao… and Wei Ming.
"That's right! Who is Wei Ming?"
"Wei Ming is me!" Ye Chuxiao thought vaguely.
"It's the ninth junior brother I once pretended to be!"
Noisy voices began to make noise.
Some of them were discussing him, but some were worshiping, and more were complaining, hating, and accusing.
The noisy voices disturbed Ye Chuxiao's leisurely soul.
He began to feel impatient.
"It's so noisy! It's so noisy!"
"Shut up!" Ye Chuxiao shouted.
In an instant, all sounds disappeared!