Attacked by the Female Demon at the Beginning-Chapter 234 - True Dragon

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Chapter 234 True Dragon

“Is that enough?”

After Jiang Hao dug out the third bamboo shoot, he asked the old man beside him.

Although it was his idea to dig, Jiang Hao truly wanted to dig a bit more.

“Enough, enough, thank you, young man,” the old man’s wrinkled face was full of smiles.

Only then did Jiang Hao put away his tools, hoisted the bamboo basket onto his back, and started walking outside.

After walking for a while, the old man began to rub his lower back.

“Let’s rest for a bit,” Jiang Hao said, stopping by a stone near the stream.

“I’m old, so old,” the old man sighed, shaking his head as he sat down.

Jiang Hao also sat down beside him, the rustling of leaves and the occasional bird song filling the air.

Serene and peaceful.

It made one want to listen.

“You don’t seem to venture into the mountains often,” the old man said, curious.

“I never had the time to experience the essence of the mountains before,” Jiang Hao replied.

The two of them stopped resting and continued walking outside.

“Have you ever thought about going to find your children?” Jiang Hao suddenly asked.

“No,” the old man said with a smile.

“This is good, after all, we still have a granddaughter. That’s enough.”

Jiang Hao nodded.

At that moment, he heard the sound of someone moving quickly.

Looking up, he saw Cheng Chou hurrying in their direction.

He was probably looking for the old man.

After a short while, Cheng Chou appeared before them, and upon seeing the old man, he let out a sigh of relief.

The old man said somewhat embarrassedly, “Young man, I’ve caused you trouble.”

Cheng Chou was about to shake his head when he noticed Jiang Hao standing beside the old man.

He quickly bowed his head and performed a greeting, respectfully saying, “Senior Brother Jiang.”

This sudden scene surprised the old man.

Then, looking bewilderedly at Jiang Hao, he panicked and reached out to take the bamboo basket off Jiang Hao’s shoulder.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know, I shouldn’t have,” he stammered.

Jiang Hao held the man’s hand gently and said, “It’s alright, this is fine.”

Then he said to Cheng Chou, “Junior Brother, go back first, we’ll catch up soon.”

Cheng Chou nodded and quickly left.

“I really didn’t know you were an immortal,” the old man said, bowing his head.

“Young man sounds better,” Jiang Hao said with a smile.

“You’re different from the others,” the old man said sincerely, looking at Jiang Hao.

“The big masters in the city are so high and mighty, let alone immortals. But you don’t put on airs.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment,” Jiang Hao laughed.

Cultivators have their own pride.

Once they can soar through the skies and vanish from sight, they tend to look down on those who crawl on the ground.

But Jiang Hao understood.

Even if he could fly and vanish, in the eyes of some, he was no different from those crawling on the ground.

Moreover, his heart was perhaps more at peace.

Whether it was because of the Tianjue Gu poison or because of his stable state of mind, he still preferred the way things were now.

Having normal conversations with ordinary people.

After a long while, Jiang Hao arrived once again at Xiao Li’s family courtyard.

An old woman with a walking stick stood at the entrance.

As Jiang Hao approached, she attempted to kneel and pay her respects.

But before she could kneel, she was lifted by a gust of wind.

“What is this for?” Jiang Hao asked.

The old woman, bent over with eyes squinted from not seeing clearly and hands covered with age spots, had a face that seemed to have witnessed the passage of time.

“To pay respects to the immortal,” the old woman said.

“I’m just passing by; there’s no need for this,” Jiang Hao said, shaking his head.

Amid the old woman’s astonishment, they walked inside.

Upon entering, Jiang Hao searched the ground in the courtyard and collected the child’s hoop.

He then took a seat in the hall with ease.

The two elders stood to the side, looking somewhat uneasy.

Just as Jiang Hao was about to speak, the old woman suddenly remembered something and hurried to the kitchen.

She brought out some pastries and brewed some tea.

“Please, take a seat,” Jiang Hao said.

Only then did the two sit down, though they seemed on edge.

“Xiao Li has gone to catch fish; she should be back soon. She’s quick at catching fish, but she’ll play around on the way,” the old woman explained.

While eating the pastries, Jiang Hao asked for their names.

The old man’s name was Miao Shi, and the old woman’s name was Miao Xiang.

They were both villagers and had never traveled far in their lives.

The furthest they had been was to a town when they were young.

Afterward, they lived in the village, had children, and made a living by fishing.

My son left home for the city when he was nineteen, and my daughter got married at sixteen and went to the city as well.

They would only come back once every three to five years, but now it’s been several years since they’ve returned.

“Xiao Li is the granddaughter we found many years ago. Her presence has given us unimaginable comfort,” Miao Xiang said with a smile.

“We wanted to watch her grow up, but it seems somewhat unlikely now.”

At this moment, Jiang Hao walked over to the wall, where there was a pillar.

It had some scratches on it, which seemed to be used for measuring height.

The sunlight streamed in through the window at this time, and in the bright light, one could see many dust particles dancing.

“She will grow,” Jiang Hao said to the two elders in front of him.

“it’s just that she’s growing a bit slowly.”

The two elders glanced at each other, seemingly hesitant about something.

Suddenly, Jiang Hao felt a fluctuation of spiritual energy coming from upstream on the river.

Although it was faint, it was somewhat unusual.

“Where does Xiao Li usually go to catch fish?” he suddenly asked.

“She often goes upstream. She says the fish there are tasty and big,” Miao Shi replied.

“I’ll go have a look.”

With those words, Jiang Hao disappeared into the light.

It was a technique called Merge with Light and Blend with Dust.

The elderly couple looked at each other, both feeling amazed.

He truly was an immortal.

.......

Upstream on the Huangsha River.

Boom!

Xiao Li emerged from the water, clutching a large fish.

Behind her, the river churned as a giant creature surged out of the water.

It was a black Flood Dragon, looking at Xiao Li with eyes filled with fear and excitement.

“Why are you trying to steal my fish?”

Xiao Li held the big fish and glared at the Flood Dragon on the river surface.

In front of the creature, she was nothing but a tiny ant, yet she showed no fear.

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The Flood Dragon circled in the air, its bright eyes fixed on Xiao Li below, excitedly saying,

“What kind of True Dragon are you? Why does your bloodline carry such a pure aura? I’ve been observing you for seven days, and this aura has made me fearful for seven days, but what of it? You’re still too weak. If I devour you, I can become a True Dragon in one leap.”

Facing the greedy Flood Dragon, Xiao Li hid the big fish behind her and said seriously.

“This is for my grandparents. If you try to steal it again, I won’t be polite.”

“Hahaha~” The Flood Dragon laughed loudly.

“So it’s a foolish dragon with an incomplete mind. Heaven is helping me indeed.”

Before its laughter faded, the Flood Dragon’s body surged, and in an instant, it lunged at Xiao Li.

“This place shall be where I transform into a true dragon.”

It reached Xiao Li and opened its dragon mouth to devour the girl.

Xiao Li showed no fear, only being suppressed by the powerful force, unable to move much.

Just as the Flood Dragon was about to devour Xiao Li, a golden ring appeared in front of her.

Clang!

A flash of golden light appears.

The Flood Dragon collided with the golden ring and was forced to retreat.

“Who’s there?”

The Flood Dragon immediately scanned its surroundings.

As it was about to speak again, a silver-white long saber appeared from behind it, piercing into its neck.

The intense pain made the Flood Dragon roar and its body rolled, forcing Jiang Hao to withdraw his saber and retreat.

At this moment, he stood in mid-air, his Heavenly Saber raised, activating Hidden Spirit Manifestation, and Purple Qi covered him.

Heavenly Saber’s first move: Moon Slash.