"Go!" Yun Xiao draws out the Golden Dragon Scissors.
"Two dragon-like beasts turned into golden light, aiming at the neck of the woman-demon covered in dead skin, and with a snap, one cut."
This cut is like cutting wood, dull, slow, with huge resistance, but Yun Xiao's power is deep enough, and eventually she cut open.
The Golden Dragon Scissors, like the Four Sword of Zhaohuan, the Yuan Tu Sword, and the Atnisi Sword, are all treasures of warfare primarily used for killing. They do not only target the body but also the soul and true essence.
With a snap, Yun Xiao cut off the woman-demon's head, which flew more than a zhang high. However, Yun Xiao was not happy, as she wondered what she had just cut off. Could this thing not have any soul?
If the Golden Dragon Scissors fail, many treasures of warfare are likely to have difficulties in killing the woman-demon.
The Four Sword of the Immortals is the foundation of Jie Sect, and it is impossible to take it out for an experiment.
The Yuan Tu Sword and the Ah Ni Sword are slightly stronger than the Golden Dragon Scissors, but they are not strong enough to be vastly different.
Killing alone is not enough to defeat the woman-demon.
In fact, there are no absolute things in the world. You could kill her through brute force. If you were to take out treasures of the heavens such as the Tian Tian Coffin and the Shengmeng Pill, which are heavenly-level cursed treasures, you could definitely kill the woman-demon. Even a saint who has completely mastered the Tao could kill, let alone a woman-demon. But even Yun Xiao doesn't know about this information, and it's impossible for her to obtain the Shengmeng Pill from Hongjun.
Tiansheng Master also has many innate treasures in his hands, but they are mostly related to combat and killing. There are fewer traps and sealings.
Yun Xiao laid out the Nine Turns Yellow River array on the banks of Dongting Lake and pondered a strategy to break it. Zhao Gongming had run out of ideas and was left doing errands, such as discussing rainfall with the Dragon King of the East Sea.
The entire land of Shen Zhou was drought-stricken, and the qi of the Jie Sect was decreasing day by day. The old Zhao was heartbroken, rushing into the jade palace of the East Sea like a gust of wind. He didn't even bother to greet turtle Secretary and Gao General, dragging the Awang from his dragon bed watching pearl maiden dance mercilessly. After that, he held onto the sleeves of the old dragon king and forced him to rain.
"Immortal, immortal! Is this some sort of misunderstanding? Immortal, please let go. What is it exactly that you want with little dragon?"
Awang took a few glances before he could make out the black, muscular figure pulling him out of the palace - it was Zhao Gongming.
Awang was not as weak as he looked, but he was no match for Zhao Gongming, the Great Lord of Golden Immortals. As Old Zhao dragged him away, Awang could barely resist, his heel literally carving out two shallow grooves in the ground.
As he walked, Zhao Gongming explained: "The entire land of Shen Zhou is drought-stricken. I, Zhao Gongming, have specially come to ask the Dragon King to go and bring rain."
The word "please" in his words seemed very polite.
However, in the context of him forcibly dragging him out of the palace and walking in this manner, the polite tone of "please" seems very domineering.
Awang was taken aback. "Rainfall? What?"
Awang shook his head quickly. "Immortal, immortal, please let me say a word first! You stop first! Ahh, forget it, forget it, I'll go with you, I'll go! Stop pulling!"
With no sign of Zhao Gongming stopping, Awang quickly explained his reasons: "Immortal, you don't know, the heavens have a fixed number for the annual rainfall. Little dragon dares not violate the laws of heaven!"
Zhao Gongming looked back at him: "Heavenly rules?"
Awang nodded quickly, implying that he would very much like to help, but the rules are set and there's nothing he can do about it.
Zhao Gongming pointed to the direction of the Penglai Island: "Penglai Island is shrouded in mist and cannot be seen by people, isn't that also a rule? When the Tiansheng finds you, you run over happily to help, but when I find you, you push it off with some excuse. What's the reason for that?"
His previous whip had snapped during a battle with the woman-demon, and with so many things to handle lately, he hadn't had time to reforge it. On his way out, he randomly picked up a spirit sword. Seeing Awang's eyes still full of reluctance, he "ding" drew the sword from its sheath: "Does the Dragon King want to test whether my treasure sword is sharp?"
Awang's expression was one of extreme shock, akin to having just lost a parent, with tears welling up in his eyes.
Dabo himself would soon be cutting off two bodies, and as the main disciple responsible for managing the Jie Sect's daily affairs, you Zhao Gongming cannot compare. But this is a truth that cannot be said, nor dared to be said.
Awang, shaken and trembling, followed Old Zhao out of the crystal palace and into the clouds. Just as he was about to rain, he remembered a question: "Um... Excuse me, can I ask the immortal where Little Dragon should bring rainfall?"
Old Zhao is great.
With a wave of his hand, "All of them!"
Awang was taken aback: "All of them?"
Instinctively, Awang looked towards the heavenly palace. If it rained only in a small area, he could cover it up afterward. After all, there's a fixed amount of rainfall each year. As long as it's a bit more here and a bit less there, the heavenly palace wouldn't say anything about it at this stage.
But if it rains across the entire "all" area, that would be a significant difference. Will they then hold me responsible and put me on the dragon-beheading platform afterward?
"Little Dragon's powers are lowly, and I truly do not have the ability to bring rain over such a vast area!"
"Then how do you plan to do it?"
"Why not call on the South Sea Dragon King, Ao Qin?"
Later, the South Sea Dragon King called on the Xihai Dragon King, who then summoned the Beihai Dragon King.
The four unlucky men displayed a look of tears welling up in their eyes, and followed Zhao Gongming to bring rain.
Old Zhao has been farming for a year. He may not have achieved much, but he has been combining theory with practice based on Qimin Yaoxu, so his farming experience has actually surpassed Deng Zhi's. Now, Old Zhao can proudly claim to be the best farmer among immortals and the highest Daoist practitioner among farmers!
At this moment, he was on the side, both commanding and supervising the Four Sea Dragon Kings.
"The fields here are too dry, so please bring more rain."
"Okay, okay, that's enough. If we rain any more, it will flood."
"Go to the west, the rainfall isn't uniform over there."
The Four Sea Dragon Kings turned into a water jar in Zhao Gongming's hand, pointing in the direction he wanted them to go, making for a quite harmonious scene.
So extensive rain, of course, alleviated the drought situation, giving the people hope in their hearts and reducing their enthusiasm for uprising. The uprising on the vast land of Shen Zhou finally subsided. Various countries had expended almost all of their resources to alleviate the disaster. Now there is no more strength to fight. From the monarchs at the top to the slaves at the bottom, everyone is waiting for next year's autumn harvest.
Yun Xiao is still contemplating a method to permanently seal the woman-demon.
Given her quasi-Zhen San level, she would be a master-level figure outside of the Three Teachings. After much contemplation, she actually managed to come up with a solution.
She took out a gold hairpin and put both the Nine Turns Yellow River array and the woman-demon inside it. She quickly sealed it with several seals and rode on the cloud to leave the banks of Dongting Lake, heading to Nandu.
Yun Xiao was visiting Nandu for the first time, and the crowded streets of the city made her feel a bit uncomfortable. She immediately concealed her figure and found a certain princess who was playing Mahjong with Daji, a young woman from the Huang family, and a female of the Jin Dynasty at the princess' mansion of Shu.
The God's Soul within Tang Chan Yu trembled lightly, and Tang Chan Yu became aware of it. With a sweep of his consciousness, he saw that there was nothing behind him.
Yun Xiao's voice echoed in her ears: "Sister Tang, would you mind coming out to have a chat?"
Yun Xiao was very polite.
Tang Chan Yu nodded, letting her servant Hong Xiao play a few hands for her. She walked ahead first to a quiet courtyard within the mansion.
