Chapter 238: The Zhou Family Has a Flood Dragon [Subscribe Please]
After opening his Purple Mansion, Zhou Daoyi undoubtedly became the strongest individual within the Zhou Family.
Therefore, when he heard his domineering words, Zhou Chun did not find anything inappropriate about them.
If it were him who one day successfully opened the Purple Mansion, his tone might even be bolder than Zhou Daoyi's current one!
Thus, after Zhou Daoyi and Zhou Mingde rested for half a day in the courtyard, recovering their mana, the Zhou Family group formally set off to return to their clan.
They left the marketplace in broad daylight, and the entire party boarded a flying boat instrument summoned by Zhou Daoyi, who then led them towards Lanzhou.
Not long after the flying boat departed, several escape lights of great speed rose into the sky, pursuing the Zhou Family party.
After flying thousands of li, when they were nearly at the border region between Yunzhou and Lanzhou, a loud shout suddenly reached the ears of the Zhou family members.
"Zhou Family Taoist Friends, please halt your steps!"
As the shout echoed, two figures suddenly appeared in the Zhou Family group's line of sight.
Both men were clothed in black robes, with masks on their faces, and they had also used spells to conceal their appearances, ensuring that neither divine sense nor spirit eyes could clearly discern their faces.
Such attire clearly indicated hostile intentions.
Therefore, not only did Zhou Daoyi's side not stop, Zhou Mingde on the flying boat directly confronted the two men, demanding, "Are the two Taoist Friends planning to rob us on the road? If so, bring it on!"
This fearless attitude made the two strangers temporarily at a loss for words.
It wasn't until the Zhou Family party had flown some distance away that the cultivator among the two with a later stage Purple Mansion cultivation spoke up loudly, "Taoist Friend Zhou, please don't misunderstand, we just want to purchase some mount beasts from the Zhou Family. Your family got so many from the Dragon Transformation Sect, surely you can't use them all, why not spare some to sell to us!"
At the end of his speech, the other cultivator, at the early stage of the Purple Mansion, also nodded repeatedly, "Yeah, yeah, hogging them all isn't very nice. It's better to be generous, Taoist Friend Zhou!"
Zhou Mingde, upon hearing their somewhat forceful yet obsequious words, simply replied, "If you two Taoist Friends wish to purchase mount beasts, that's not difficult. Once my Zhou Family has bred enough, we will naturally sell them. By then, you can bring Spirit Coins to the Zhou Family, and buy as many as you like!"
Such an answer clearly irritated the two men, and the cultivator at the later stage of the Purple Mansion immediately grew stern, "Taoist Friend Zhou, let's not joke around. If we wait for you to breed them, who knows how long it will take!"
"Let's be straightforward. Just tell us whether you will sell right now or not!"
At this point in the conversation, both men slapped their storage pouches at their waists, already taking out their magic artifacts in hand.
Seeing this, Zhou Mingde's expression turned cold, and he looked back at the two men, saying icily, "Not selling!"
"Hmph, how ungrateful, then go to your deaths!"
The cultivator at the later stage of the Purple Mansion, enraged, shouted loudly and immediately initiated an attack.
"You're the ones who will die!"
Zhou Mingde let out a low shout and immediately brought out a defensive dharma artifact to block the attack.
He and Zhou Daoyi both slapped their spirit beast pouches at their waist and released their respective spirit pets.
Accompanied by a clear dragon chant, the Green Flood Dragon Qingqing revealed its form in front of others for the first time.
"A third-tier Flood Dragon!"
An exclamation arose, which came from the early stage Purple Mansion cultivator.
Although the later stage Purple Mansion cultivator did not exclaim out loud, his eyes were filled with shock just the same.
Having just participated in the southern campaign, they certainly knew the might of Flood Dragons.
Though the Dragon Transformation Sect did not allow third-tier Flood Dragons to join the battle, the event of a fourth-tier Flood Dragon facing multiple enemies had occurred several times.
Therefore, seeing Zhou Daoyi release a third-tier Green Flood Dragon, how could they not be utterly shocked?
In a moment, the intention to retreat surged in their hearts.
"Things have changed, let's retreat!"
The later stage Purple Mansion cultivator shouted lowly and immediately turned around to leave.
It was clear to them that facing two Purple Mansion cultivators and two third-tier demon beasts from the Zhou Family, they had no chance of victory.
But since Zhou Daoyi had even revealed the Green Flood Dragon, how could he be willing to let them go without gaining anything?
"Qingqing, stop him!"
With a low shout from Zhou Daoyi, Qingqing the Green Flood Dragon flicked its tail, and its figure instantly vanished on the spot.
When it reappeared, it was already next to the early stage Purple Mansion cultivator.
This scene scared the man greatly, and he quickly activated a golden jade amulet, releasing a thick golden light to protect himself.
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Bang!
After a muffled sound, the man was knocked flying by the head butt from the Green Flood Dragon.
What followed was a Flaming Spear.
The spear, burning with crimson flame, jabbed at the man, making the light from his protective shield flicker violently and almost collapse.
Seeing this, the man panicked completely, desperately pleading, "Spare my life, spare my life, ah!"
While begging for mercy, he desperately urged his golden amulet against the Flaming Spear.
But just then, a cyan-white beam of light bombarded him from behind.
As a result, the golden protective shield that had been barely holding against the Flaming Spear was directly shattered, blasting him and his body away with it.
Before he could regain his footing, the Green Flood Dragon pounced on him again, its Dragon Claw already striking towards his chest.