Ao Qiong spoke about this angrily, as there was still a Dragon Soul Mark of his within the Dragon Talisman, which was crafted together with the water veins of Bai Cang River.

In such a rush, it was impossible to craft another Dragon Talisman.

It was hateful that Gao Xuan actually took the Dragon Talisman and would not return it, causing him untold trouble.

"Do not worry about Bai Cang River for now; it will not be lost."

Ao Qiong said: "As long as we kill that Daoist first, all other problems are not an issue."

The Water Patrol Yaksha's ugly face showed some hesitation. With his face full of fine, dark green scales, it was difficult to show subtle expressions. Judging from this appearance, it was clear how troubled he was.

He had clearly seen Gao Xuan's powerful magic techniques just now. If he went up, he would definitely be beaten to death.

Even Ao Qiong would probably not have much chance of winning against Gao Xuan.

Cloud Formation and Rainfall might cause the river to rise and teach Wuyuan Country a lesson, but there was no need to escalate the conflict!

Unfortunately, Ao Qiong's temperament is one that does not heed advice.

The Water Patrol Yaksha had served Ao Qiong for hundreds of years and understood his temperament very well. The more he tried to persuade, the more it fueled Ao Qiong's anger.

A single misstep might force him into a desperate fight.

The Water Patrol Yaksha's mind raced, and he finally came up with an idea.

He told Ao Qiong: "Daqiong Country's Celestial Fool is a Human Immortal, and the Sixth Prince holds Qiong River. The entirety of Qiong Country depends on us to survive. You can issue an order for the Celestial Fool to eliminate Gao Xuan."

Ao Qiong furrowed his silvery-white brows: "Although the Celestial Fool is not young, his abilities are lacking."

As the Master of Qiong River, he had naturally met the Human Immortal of Qiong Country.

To say, Qiong Country is more than ten times larger than Wuyuan Country, which supports the existence of a Human Immortal like Celestial Fool.

However, in Ao Qiong's view, although Celestial Fool was a Human Immortal and had lived for almost six thousand years, his Divine Dao Practice was probably inferior to Gao Xuan's.

The magic technique of controlling Heaven and Earth is immensely powerful. Gao Xuan had made several moves earlier with ease and elegance, clearly not yet exerting his full strength.

The Water Patrol Yaksha bared his fangs with a smile: "If the Celestial Fool fails, he still has senior brothers and teachers. Yu Jing Dao is the largest Cultivation Sect in the Northern Province. If Gao Xuan were to kill the Celestial Fool, would Yu Jing Dao let it go? By then, our Lord can just sit back and watch the tigers fight; wouldn't that be wonderful."

"This plan is indeed not bad."

Ao Qiong thought about it and felt this method could be used. He said, "However, borrowing another's strength for revenge just feels unsatisfying."

Ao Qiong said indignantly: "Gao Xuan is nothing but a small soldier of the Celestial Court, yet he dares to be so arrogant."

The Water Patrol Yaksha found himself in a difficult position; this Sixth Prince is hard to serve. There clearly was a more efficient solution, yet he did not want to use it.

He could only do his best to persuade: "Just let the Celestial Fool take the lead, and once Gao Xuan is captured, have him present Gao Xuan to you. Then it would all be at your disposal."

"Alright, let it be according to your plan."

Although Ao Qiong was arrogant and conceited, he was ultimately clever enough to discern the pros and cons.

Though this might not be entirely satisfying, it could avoid risks and conserve effort.

Having made up his mind, Ao Qiong intended to return home.

Just then, he saw Gao Xuan on the Water Mirror say suddenly: "The Sixth Prince has come a long way to Wuyuan Country; why not show yourself?"

Gao Xuan was actually gentle and elegant in demeanor; his words were not at all disrespectful.

However, Ao Qiong just could not stand Gao Xuan's manner. His silvery-white eyebrows stood up in anger: "Do you think you're qualified to meet me?"

Ao Qiong, assured of his status, naturally would not shout aloud; he muttered to himself and stood up to leave with a wave of his sleeve.

A brilliant, clear light flickered, and Gao Xuan was already in front of Ao Qiong. He smiled and saluted: "I did not know the Sixth Prince had arrived, and failed to greet you from afar. Please excuse me."

Gao Xuan had long sensed Ao Qiong's presence; earlier, he had intentionally displayed his strength with multiple moves.

To be honest, a mere small dragon was of little concern to him. However, Ao Qiong represented the North Sea Dragon Palace, and the Dragon Race was very united.

Killing Jinlin was without consequence, as it was merely a pet. But if Ao Qiong were killed, it would be far from over.

Although Gao Xuan was not afraid of the Dragon Palace, there was no need to cause unnecessary trouble. If a large-scale conflict erupted, it would be catastrophic. It would not matter much to him, but it would be disastrous for weaker beings.

More importantly, such a battle carried little meaning.

There was no irreconcilable conflict between them. The Dragon Race, as a powerful race among the Divine Beings of the Immortal Realm, could not be eradicated by him.

Upon arriving in the Immortal Realm, Gao Xuan's mindset had completely calmed down. He sought the Dao, and combat was only meant to clear the roadblocks on his path to seeking Dao. There was no need to waste power making enemies everywhere.

Had Golden Light not gone too far, Gao Xuan would not have killed him.

Unfortunately, Ao Qiong seemed unable to grasp his goodwill. Therefore, Gao Xuan had no choice but to personally seek out Ao Qiong for a conversation.

Gao Xuan was very courteous, but Ao Qiong lightly frowned, raised his chin, and appeared cold and haughty.

To say it, Ao Qiong had striking features; his silvery eyebrows were like swords, and his silvery-white vertical pupils added an air of mystery and power.

If not for the pair of silvery-white dragon horns on his forehead, Ao Qiong would seem like an exceptionally heroic young man. Dressed in a silver scale armor with a sword at his waist, he exuded both dignity and nobility.

At first glance, Ao Qiong could easily be likable, but his arrogant demeanor makes it difficult for anyone to like him.

Gao Xuan would not engage in petty disputes; he politely saluted: "Sixth Prince, Jinlin caused trouble along the shores of Bai Cang River; as a Celestial Master, I had no choice but to slay him.

"The situation was a bit urgent, and I could not inform the Sixth Prince in advance, which is my fault."

Though Gao Xuan's words were humble, Ao Qiong maintained a sullen face, saying: "Jinlin was a Divine General of our Dragon Palace; it is not for outsiders to deal with him, no matter what."