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Beihai Province.

Located at the eastern sea entrance of the Great Zhou, it mostly relies on the sea, offering boundless views of the vast and infinite ocean.

Due to its unique geographical location, it is very close to Donghai Province, one of the Ten Earths. Donghai is a province made up of islands, located on the sea. The countless islands and frequent trade of incoming and outgoing ships make it one of the most bustling provinces.

In the past decade, a “North Sea Dragon King” began to terrorize the Beihai Province. Any government office within a radius of a hundred li, if they do not regularly sacrifice boys and girls, may experience numerous drownings every year.

The nearby villagers would ritualistically sacrifice many children to garner a peaceful year. At times, during sever droughts, this “Dragon King” would descend the rain, ensuring the local population survives and can continue their sacrifices. At first, this worked well enough, when there were many impoverished families with too many children they could not afford to raise, especially during times of war. Who could afford children when they couldn’t even afford to support themselves?

As time went on, people erected a stone statue for this “Dragon King”, naming it the Rain-Drawing Dragon King Temple.

However, since the female emperor ascended to the throne this year, peace and prosperity has returned, everything is at rest, and the people’s lives are stable. The Dragon King began demanding an even greater number of sacrifice victims, making even the villages hesitate with their sacrifices.

Upon realizing these events, the higher-level government office started to take them seriously.

The Prefect’s term is three years, and his promotion, transfer, or demotion is determined by the royal court’s assessment. The officials of Beihai Mansion consider the emergence of such a great demon in their jurisdiction to be a serious factor affecting this assessment. So, they paid to request the sect to deal with this demon.

Two trails of light streaked across the sky, like meteors in broad daylight.

Many fishermen by the sea in Beihai province witnessed this, exclaiming in surprise. Some even began to pray. When the sailors on the ships saw the bright and increasingly clear streaks, they realized that it was a man and a woman.

“Immortals, they are immortals!”

Cheers erupt from the crowd. The cultivators from the sect often appear among humans. With their vast divine powers and boundless magic powers, they exterminate demons and defend the Great Dao. They mostly have excellent reputations. As long as immortals appear, the people feel that they are there to protect the common man.

Han Ye, who originally had a healthy wheat complexion, became fairer since breaking through the foundation building. He now possesses a misty aura. Dressed in a green-colored robe from the Inner Sect, standing on his red sword, with the Xuanlei Blade hanging from his waist, his eyes sparkled like lightning as he scanned the boundless sea, expressing his innate awe-inspiring presence.

Chu Xianyu, still unwilling to conform to the crowd, wore a white dress, held the Ancient Sword Cangbi, and had a white veil hanging from her Douli hat. Her ethereal celestial temperament and aloof appearance from worldly affairs caught many people’s attention.

-Where is the local Prefect now?” Han Ye was the first to speak, asking a soldier

in armor.

“I am the Prefect of Beihai Mansion in the Great Zhou. I have been here waiting

to welcome the two immortals.”

The Prefect waited on the pier, quickly walked up to Han Ye, and greeted him with a friendly smile.

“Where is the Jiaolong in the river now?”

Chu Xianyu spoke indifferently, getting straight to the point.

The so-called North Sea Dragon King, the god who brings ram, was nothing more than an insect in her eyes. One sword swipe to kill it, clean up, and return to the sect.

“Ah…”

The Prefect of Beihai stumbled for a moment and then smiled with embarrassment, saying, “The great demon naturally stays inside the Big River. Every night, that Demon Jiao will come out to harm people.” “Such a demon has been able to bring disaster for so many years, it is indeed rare.”

Han Ye commented so.

He vaguely guessed the situation. Great Zhou is not without cultivators, but they are hardly seen in these remote places.

Combined with local villagers’ concealment, the situation became

uncontrollable.

After all, now a large number of the Demon Race are being blocked at the northern border. The Primordial Spirits of the Immortal Gate form a continuous wall to resist. The supreme existences within the demons, the emperors and kings among the demons, will never appear within the territory of Great Zhou. The local demons are just some small ones. How could they possibly be real great demons?

In other words, you get what you pay for.

Perhaps the Dragon Sparrow Sect only sent disciples from the inner sect because the payment was too small, causing the previous batches of disciples to fail in fulfilling the task.

If you only offer such a small amount of Spirit Stones and expect the sect to exert effort for you, how could that be possible?

Direct disciples and True Inheritance disciples have a high status within the sect, and ordinary people cannot invite them. Only the sect master can mobilize the esteemed True Inheritance of a sect.

“You two might as well rest at the inn for a while. When the ritual sacrifice starts at night, the demon will appear. Then, I will invite you two to take action.”

In the inn.

Inside the bedroom, a man and a woman alone.

Han Ye boredly taps on the table with his hands. Chu Xianyu, dressed in snow-white, sits cross-legged on the bed, with her eyes closed, and a mysterious white veil covering her face.

“They call it a Dragon King, but it’s nothing more than a mud loach. Miss Chu, when do you think this monster will show up? I’ve been waiting for half the day, it’s already night-time, and there’s still no sign of it.”

Han Ye supports his chin and sighs. Unfortunately, the other party does not respond to him. No longer wishing to embarrass himself, he stands up, approaches the bed, opens the door. A gust of spring night breeze follows, making his irritable mood more comfortable.

Han Ye catches the aroma of roasted lamb and crispy fried cakes from the street, and his stomach rumbles unconsciously.

He takes out an Abstinence Pill, just about to take it, then glances at the food stall outside and puts the pill away.

The Abstinence Pill is tasteless, so it seems a waste to give it up. It’s not as good as the aroma of lamb legs and pastries. The desire for a full stomach cannot compare to the satisfaction on the taste buds.

“Miss Chu, are you hungry?”

“Not hungry.”

Chu Xianyu didn’t open her eyes or speak, she just blandly transmitted her voice using true qi.

“Although the Abstinence Pill can fill the stomach, it has no taste. It’s not as tasty as real food. I’m going to buy something to eat outside.” Han Ye’s gaze flickers, he pushes the door and leaves, heading towards the night market without caring about anything else.

After a while.

A cry came from outside the door.

“The lamb is here!”

By the time Chu Xianyu opened her eyes again, she found a fragrant roast lamb and two pots of good wine had somehow appeared on the table.

Han Ye had already rolled up his sleeves and started to enjoy his meal, showing no sign of the demeanor expected from a cultivator.

“What is meat without wine?”

He yanked open the stopper, slugged down a mouthful, and made a satisfying smack.

The noise he made caused Chu Xianyu to glance sideways at him, her expression questioning:

“Is it really that delicious?”

“Delicious, really satisfying! Do you want a leg?” Han Ye laughed heartily, tore off a lamb leg, handed it over, and my mouth full, mumbled through the mastication.

“No, it’s greasy and fishy, it’s not clean”

Chu Xianyu glanced at the leg and outright refused.

Han Ye did not insist. He took a bite of the lamb leg and soon finished one.

“You really are…”

Chu Xianyu frowned, took a moment to think of how to respond, then said in exasperation:

“You’re too carefree.”

“Thank you for the compliment.”

“I wasn’t complimenting you.”

Han Ye quickly finished off more than half of the small lamb, took a pleasant sip of his wine, and then comfortably laid on the bed.

He got up again to confirm, “Are you sure you’re not eating? This roasted lamb leg tastes really good. I saved one for you.”

“Not eating.”

Chu Xianyu replied flatly.

“Well then, don’t eat, ha~”

“I’m a little tired. I’m going to rest and regenerate my energy. Make sure to call me if anything happens.”

Having said that, Han Ye lay down on the bed and fell asleep in no time. With Chu Xianyu present, he felt the mission was devoid of any difficulty.

It was more like a vacation to him.

Seeing his attitude, Chu Xianyu held her head in her hand, feeling rather helpless.

They decided to share a room for the sake of convenient operation and to prevent unexpected situations. It wasn’t meant for sleeping.

For instance, during their last mission for the female ghost chamberlain, they were both separated. One of them got into trouble, and the other didn’t know it until much later, nearly resulting in an accident.

Looking at the neatly gnawed lamb bones left on the table, with just ample lamb leg remaining, Chu Xianyu slowly zoned out.

She seldom ate terrestrial food. Since she was little, she survived on Abstinence Pills and when there were grand events the food served was always light. Her gaze returned to Han Ye, who fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow. After thinking for a moment, she decided to walk over to the table, pulled off a chunk of the crispy golden brown skin of the lamb leg, and carefully maneuvered it past her veil into her mouth.

A burst of greasy meat juice exploded in her mouth, coupled with the savory taste of the lamb meat. The salt used was fine, so it tasted excellent.

It was surprisingly delicious!

“It’s pretty tasty.”

Chu Xianyu said, flabbergasted.

Meanwhile,

In his sleep, Han Ye found himself in a pitch-black space.

A phantom-like shadow appeared above him, causing the entire space to hum with noise.

“What the hell is this thing?” With his increased strength, Han Ye’s perception of energy was very sharp. He immediately moved away, making out the appearance of the phantom in the air.

It was over a meter long, with a slender body like a snake, a hideous head similar to a dragon horn, and four claws on its body.

“Could this be that Jiaolong? This looks a bit like a soul, could it be the Jiaolong’s Yin God?”

Han Ye wondered in surprise.

He slowly mobilized his magic power, the radiant hue of the Five Elements Gang was several times stronger, forming a layer of Gang Qi around his body to prevent the Dragon Soul from launching a surprise attack.

How did the opponent appear in his dream?

“Who are you?”

The voice of the Jiaolong’s Yin God was full of wariness. According to the original plan, today was the annual sacrificial day. He was supposed to devour the sacrificed boys and girls for his cultivation.

The cultivator before him had profound magic power, and his vitality was strong and vibrant. He seemed not easy to deal with.

“You’re asking who I am?”

Upon hearing this question, Han Ye felt much less tense. Turns out the opponent wasn’t intruding into his dream.

Then how did he get in here?

“Humph! These human ants dare to set up an ambush for me. The Jiaolong’s Yin God had a look of resentment in his eyes. He suddenly realized that the world he was in was a trap against him.

It must be a trap set by those guys from the Immortal Gate, reneging on their promises and undermining him!

“When I return, I’ll tear those guys to pieces! With a long howl, the Yin God opened his mouth and spewed out a cyan water column, freezing Han Ye, while he himself used his demon power to attack the world in front of him.

“Why is this guy trying to run away?” Han Ye was dumbfounded, and the black colored Karma Lotus True Fire rose up in his hand, quietly burning.

Since stepping into the Foundation Establishment stage, the energy of True Fire had become much purer and richer. The True Fire swept out instantly, evaporating the water column.

The Jiaolong’s Yin God’s expression turned drastically the moment he saw the True Fire, as he was more convinced that Han Ye was sent by the Immortal Gate to annihilate it.

Then with a roar-

He transformed into a cyan Jiao Claw Primordial Spirit, ready to flee.

However, at that very moment, in the pitch-black world, a colossal crimson Dragon Eye appeared, filling up all the space.

“Bang!”

A huge dark dragon claw dropped from the darkness, smashing the Jiaolong’s Yin God into pieces.

The dragon’s eye turned, and after coldly staring at Han Ye, It slowly closed, and the whole world was once again plunged into darkness.