Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 991 - 58: Is Your Life Tough Enough?

The current Thousand-Year Dynasty World is no longer the Outer Dimension where monsters can be easily hunted on the first and fifteenth of each month.

Changes in the Real World also influence the Dreamland in reverse.

The original Thousand-Year Dynasty World was a dimension formed by a mix of the Netherworld and Dreamland.

With the shattering of the dreams of old and the gradual expansion of the "Heaven and Earth Bank" business, the power of the Netherworld gradually overwhelmed the Dreamland, transforming this dimension into a veritable "Place of Rebirth."

As long as a dying person leaves a mark on their soul, they will be guided to this world after death. If their relatives remember to burn paper offerings for them—of course, only Nether Banknotes issued by the Heaven and Earth Bank count—they can enjoy a period of peaceful ghost-life here.

As for future matters... we’ll talk about them later. No one dares to guarantee that the coming of the Great Tide won’t make this Outer Dimension vanish into thin air, so there’s no need to think too far ahead.

Apart from the deceased, a portion of people can also reach this world through special channels.

Take Wang Ying, for example.

She traveled here via the military channel.

The Wang Family is also a military family, though not as prestigious as King Mu’s Mansion. Many members of the Wang clan serve in the military, and Wang Ying’s purpose for this trip is quite clear: to gain experience.

"Are you the Mountain God here?"

Upon first seeing the giant demon beast lying across the temple, Wang Ying showed not a hint of fear.

"I heard you’re a dragon type?"

Her words were straightforward and unreserved.

Nothing like she was at school—that cute at all.

Chu Jiang nodded slightly and asked, "What are you seeking me for?"

"I heard you’re very powerful, and I wish to spar with you!"

Chu Jiang cast his gaze on her.

The Ranger follows the Righteous Path, yet has not advanced.

Very green.

By ordinary standards, her martial skills could indeed be considered quite proficient.

But cultivating martial arts and cultivating the Dharma Gate are completely different things.

"You’ve taken the wrong path." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Chu Jiang kindly reminded, "Battling with me won’t aid your advancement."

Righteous Path advancement requires cognitive understanding.

Provoking the Mountain God for no reason cannot be considered the path of a Ranger.

Unexpectedly, Wang Ying was unwilling to give up.

"Great Mountain God, I want to see what a real dragon looks like."

The history of the Dragon Clan has, along with the Ancient Dragon Court, departed from the historical line of the Real World.

In the current twelve zodiac signs, only the dragon exists merely in folklore, never witnessed by anyone.

This has consequently led envious scoundrels to covet, attempting to pass off fake dragons to usurp the true dragon’s title.

Wang Ying even has a little female dragon by her side, which is recognized and famed in the Western world as the mother of Giant Dragons.

But it’s ultimately not a true dragon.

So that’s how it is...

Chu Jiang’s gaze pierced through the void, following the Line of Cause and Effect to the other shore.

Their next chosen Dragon Maiden is Wang Ying.

Firstly, she is a military family daughter, naturally in harmonious relations with the military.

Secondly, her martial talent among her peers is indeed outstanding.

Disregarding those anthropomorphic monsters.

Finally, this child is somewhat simple-minded... no, rather, quite straight-laced.

Not very quick-witted, easily manipulated, enchanted, and driven.

But they underestimate the role of a Dragon Maiden—under such conditions, why has this aunt never managed to secure a position throughout her life?

Do you think this is a pay-to-win mobile game? Drawing a girl to grant some benefits in the card pool, and there will be people keen to chase after?

"You’re too weak, not qualified yet."

Chu Jiang stood up, looking down at the tiny figure before him.

"If you want to spar with me, what price are you prepared to pay?"

Wang Ying stubbornly raised her head and shouted, "I’m not afraid of death!"

"So what?"

Being unafraid of death, is that even a virtue?

Not dying easily is the real advantage.

Chu Jiang took a deep breath and gently blew towards the small figure in front of him.

A mighty demonic wind rose from the ground, instantly shrouding the sky with flying gravel.

Wang Ying instinctively raised her hands to shield her head and face, trying to steady herself using the Thousand Catty Drop technique, but only managed to hold out for less than a second before being swept up by the wind, uncontrollably hurled into the air.

She flew dozens of feet away, barely managing to stand. But before she could open her eyes, a terrifying pressure enveloped her.

This was the legendary dragon’s aura!

Wang Ying had encountered dragon aura before when quarreling with Mu Yusheng, who would often roar at her with it.

But upon experiencing the dragon aura emanated by Chu Jiang personally, she realized it was a completely different matter.

Just like Eastern and Western dragons are both called dragons, yet not the same creature.

Mu Yusheng’s dragon aura was essentially the intimidating presence of the top ecological predator, triggering fear ingrained deep within one’s genes.

Meanwhile, the dragon aura emanating from Chu Jiang at this moment could only be described with four words—"grand and thunderous!"

A vast heavenly might descended, utterly irresistible, obliterating even the will to resist.

Wang Ying coughed up blood, catapulted like a rag doll, tumbling over ten times before collapsing lifelessly in a muddy pit.

Therefore... what’s the use of being unafraid of death? You need to be hardy to survive.

Chu Jiang sighed softly, turning back to his temple.

Some time passed, and seeing Wang Ying still unable to wake up on her own, a few men in military uniforms quickly approached from a distance.

One of them was about to step forward to help her when he was suddenly pulled back by the person next to him.

That’s when he noticed, amid the remnants of the walls Wang Ying had crashed into, sat a woman dressed in peculiar garments.

Her arms and face smeared with black engine oil, staining her once-white dress, covered in all sorts of jade ornaments, she leaned on a cane, cackling like an old witch.

"Heh heh heh..."

Seeing the crowd’s eyes on her, she took a loudspeaker and brought it to her mouth: "So that’s how it is! A bunch of big men hiding afar, coaxing a little girl to court death! Their cunning plot is to frame and defame the Great Mountain God!"

"Don’t talk nonsense!"

Someone couldn’t help but shout.

Unexpectedly, the old witch was invigorated as if on a sugar rush, turning the loudspeaker volume to its max: "Someone, come quickly! Someone, come quickly! There are people plotting to frame and defame the Great Mountain God here! Trying to smear the Great Mountain God! They’re sacrificing young men and women!"

This raspy voice echoed through the mountains, resounding over half the hillside.

The distant peasants cultivating the land heard the sound, laid down their tools, and hurried over.

Seeing the situation turning unfavorable, the few exchanged glances, turned, and left without a word.

The Mountain God Chu Jiang was very reasonable, or rather, she usually didn’t care about such trivial matters. But the residents here were not as reasonable; they weren’t even alive.