Chapter 145: Heavenly Court Plan, Fang Liang Returns [Third update, seeking monthly vote]

"Does he know my identity and cultivation?"

"How is that possible!"

Stormy waves surged in the Three-Headed Flood Dragon King's heart.

He had a natal Divine Ability to conceal his cultivation and true form, so why was he still discovered by the God Slaying Elder?

What did this mean?

It meant the other party was far stronger than him!

When Han Jue spoke, he was incomparably calm, not looking like he was bluffing.

The Three-Headed Flood Dragon King had an intuition that if he stood up, he would definitely be executed!

He wouldn't even have a chance to escape!

Han Jue stared at him expressionlessly, waiting for him to give an answer.

As long as the Three-Headed Flood Dragon King dared to say a single word of refusal or wanted to escape, then he would die!

The fusang tree was already exposed; such a divine tree could not be spread out!

Han Jue was not afraid of offending the True Dragon behind the Three-Headed Flood Dragon King. Dragons were inherently absurd and liked to sow seeds, and who knew how many descendants a True Dragon had.

The Three-Headed Flood Dragon King gritted his teeth and asked, "Senior, just who are you?"

Han Jue said, "I am of the six paths of reincarnation, my body does not enter the Five Elements, and my soul does not fall into Reincarnation."

The Three-Headed Flood Dragon King didn't understand, but felt it was awesome.

He was still somewhat hesitant.

To be a watch dog for the other party just like this?

Han Jue asked, "Do you think I am frightening you? Otherwise, take a finger from me. If you can survive, you should also give up."

"No, no, no…"

The Three-Headed Flood Dragon King hurriedly waved his hands, almost frightened to death.

He immediately lowered his head and gritted his teeth, saying, "From now on, I, the Three-Headed Flood Dragon King, shall be Senior's subordinate mountain-guarding general! As long as the mountain stands, the demon stands; if the mountain is destroyed, the demon perishes!"

Han Jue stood up, came before him, raised his hand to stroke his head, and quietly planted a Six Paths Imprint.

"Following me, you won't suffer losses. This will be the greatest Opportunity of your life," Han Jue said softly.

The Three-Headed Flood Dragon King hurriedly thanked Han Jue.

But…

No Favorability was generated!

Very good!

I still need to observe you later. If something is amiss, I'll execute you directly!

Han Jue thought silently.

Afterwards, he let the Three-Headed Flood Dragon King leave the Immortal Cave.

He sent a voice transmission to the two Little Golden Crows, telling them to keep an eye on the Three-Headed Flood Dragon King.

The Little Golden Crows had an extreme desire to eat the Three-Headed Flood Dragon King, but currently, the Three-Headed Flood Dragon King had not done any bad things, nor did he harbor hatred towards Han Jue.

Han Jue felt that he could Cultivate him a bit.

When he surpassed the Vermilion Bird and ascended later, he would definitely have to bring the Mountain of Bitter Cultivation to Immortality along to ascend.

By that time, his Grand-disciples and disciples might also reach the threshold of Ascension, and the stronger the forces of the Mountain of Bitter Cultivation to Immortality, the better.

The Three-Headed Flood Dragon King returned beneath the fusang tree, and Yang Tiandong asked in surprise, "So fast?"

As soon as he saw him, the Three-Headed Flood Dragon King felt annoyed and snorted, "Hmph, from now on, I am the mountain-guarding general of the Mountain of Bitter Cultivation to Immortality!"

"Mountain-guarding general?"

"That's right, I am the Three-Headed Flood Dragon King of the sixth level of the Mahayana Realm. I'm not pretending anymore, get lost!"

"What?"

Yang Tiandong was shocked.

The Black Hell Chicken, Enlightenment Sword, Xun Changan, and the Chaos Heavenly Dog all looked at him in surprise.

The Three-Headed Flood Dragon King's human head suddenly turned into three flood dragon heads, scaring Yang Tiandong so much that he rolled away, scrambling on all fours to get far away from him.

Seeing his reaction, the Three-Headed Flood Dragon King was happy.

"When the Demon King Diansu you mentioned faced this king, he was just as weak as you!"

The Three-Headed Flood Dragon King said proudly, making Yang Tiandong so ashamed that he wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Han Jue witnessed all this inside the Immortal Cave and didn't say anything.

The Three-Headed Flood Dragon King exposing his own identity actually satisfied him; at least it showed that the Three-Headed Flood Dragon King didn't care about his reputation, and it could also make others wary of him.

Han Jue entered the cultivation state once again.

Inside a Daoist temple, sandalwood incense permeated the air, resembling lingering immortal mist.

An Old Daoist who was meditating and cultivating suddenly spat out blood, his condition wilting along with it.

He opened his eyes, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face ferocious as he gritted his teeth and said, "Dammit! Just who is cursing me?"

How many years had it been!

That mysterious cursing power was getting stronger and stronger!

He couldn't even remember how many times he had been cursed.

That's right!

He was none other than Daoist Jue Yan!

The Master of the Great Sage Green Python, the Master of Luo Qiumo, and the enemy of Han Jue!

Although Daoist Jue Yan was cursing, his heart was filled with more panic.

The other party must be a mighty figure!

Recently, the cursing power had even begun to shake his Dao foundation. How could this be tolerated?

If this went on, would he be cursed to death?

Daoist Jue Yan gritted his teeth, took out a Jade Slip from his sleeve, and channeled spiritual power into it.

After a while.

A figure rose from the Jade Slip, radiating green light all over, making it impossible to see his true face and attire.

"What is it?"

"Senior, I have been cursed."

"Hmm? Let me calculate."

Daoist Jue Yan waited anxiously.

The green-light figure said in astonishment and doubt, "I actually cannot calculate it. Have you offended someone?"

Daoist Jue Yan felt aggrieved and said, "Ever since my Ascension, I have always been in seclusion. How could I offend anyone?"

"Strange, how strange."

The green-light figure muttered to himself.

Daoist Jue Yan was even more terrified. Even this Senior couldn't calculate it; wouldn't he be dead for sure?

"Recently, the Heavenly Court was attacked by a Demon Saint, and the Demon Race took the Opportunity to disrupt many Mortal Realms. You just ascended a few millennia ago, which might be related to the Luck of the Mortal Realm. At most a millennium, when the Heavenly Court recovers, the Heavenly Court will clean up the forces of the Demon Race in the Mortal Realm."

"Some Mortal Realms have been corroded too deeply by the Demon Race, and the entire Realm will need to be cleaned up by then. I will take this Opportunity to make you a heavenly soldier. Seize the Opportunity well."

The green-light figure spoke, his words giving Daoist Jue Yan a pleasant surprise.

Daoist Jue Yan immediately said, "The Mortal Realm where I am from has been invaded by the Demon Race, and I am planning to descend to the mortal world to take a look in a few hundred years."

"Hmm, descending to the mortal world early to understand the situation is also fine. You can provide intelligence for the Heavenly Court by then."

The green-light figure disappeared, and Daoist Jue Yan cautiously put away the Jade Slip.

"Damned Demon Race, how dare you curse me!"

Daoist Jue Yan thought with hatred. When he descended to the mortal world, he must shatter the Demon Race's conspiracy!

Spring passed and autumn came.

Eleven years passed in a hurry.

Han Jue successfully broke through to the sixth level of the Mahayana Realm.

On this day.

Fang Liang returned.

The Black Hell Chicken, the Chaos Heavenly Dog, Xun Changan, Murong Qi, Enlightenment Sword, and Yang Tiandong all surrounded him.

Fang Liang had actually reached the Void Fusion Realm!

Everyone was extremely shocked.

Murong Qi was stuck at the ninth level of the Soul Transformation Realm and originally thought his progress was already outrageous, but he didn't expect Fang Liang to be even more exaggerated.

The Black Hell Chicken became depressed. The thing it had worried about before finally happened. It was now very likely unable to beat the combination of Fang Liang and Murong Qi.

Xun Changan was also depressed; in the end, he was left far behind by his disciple.

Yang Tiandong's envy turned into jealousy; he also wanted such a disciple!

The Chaos Heavenly Dog was dumbfounded.

Even the ugly monk's disciple was stronger than it?

"Over these years, I encountered quite a few Opportunities, which is why I have reached my current Realm," Fang Liang said with a modest smile.

But everyone clearly felt that he had changed.

He had become more confident and high-spirited than before.

The Three-Headed Flood Dragon King was disdainful. Mere Void Fusion Realm could shock them this much?

The two Little Golden Crows suddenly landed on Fang Liang's shoulders, affectionately rubbing against his face.

Fang Liang asked curiously, "These two little fellows are…"

The Black Hell Chicken smiled evily and said, "Lord Chicken gave birth to them. Previously, Master caught a fire bird for Lord Chicken…"

Before it finished speaking, the two Little Golden Crows turned their heads to look at it, scaring it so much that it didn't boast anymore.