Three thousand miles to the north.
The mountains and rivers beneath her feet had long since lost their verdant color.
The golden light came to a sudden halt.
Jiang Yuechu stood atop the clouds, letting the ice and snow fall upon her shoulders.
She tilted her head slightly, looking toward the northern horizon.
Where the sky met the earth ahead, Demonic Qi soared into the heavens.
Is this the Dragon Washing Pool?
Jiang Yuechu narrowed her eyes, not venturing in recklessly.
Although killing those at the Lamp Lighting Realm was now as easy as slaughtering dogs, it didn't mean she was invincible under heaven.
Since she was going to stir up trouble, she naturally had to gauge the situation first; only by knowing herself and her enemy could she wipe them all out in one go.
While she was pondering.
From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a crimson streak of light in the western sky, hugging the lower edge of the clouds and moving stealthily, seemingly trying to take a detour.
Judging by its direction, it was also headed for the Dragon Washing Pool.
However, for some reason, it didn't head straight for the center, but instead tried to loop around from the side.
Jiang Yuechu's brow twitched slightly, and her figure vanished instantly.
Boom—
The air surged.
In the blink of an eye, a black-clad figure stood squarely in the path of the red light.
"Who's there?!"
The red light braked sharply, revealing an old man dressed in dark red robes.
The old man had an aged face and a single horn growing from his forehead, crimson as blood.
Seeing the person blocking his path, and especially sensing the terrifying Evil Qi she wasn't bothering to suppress.
The old man's pupils constricted, and he instinctively took half a step back.
His demonic power surged around him as if facing a great enemy.
The old man took a deep breath, suppressed the fear in his heart, cupped his hands, and said in a heavy voice:
"I am Chiyang Yaozun of the Southern Abyss Red Flood Dragon lineage."
"I wonder who Your Excellency might be? Why have you blocked my path, and what are your intentions?"
He specifically mentioned the name of the Southern Abyss Red Flood Dragons.
After all, in this world, although the five lineages of flood dragons competed with each other to transform into dragons, they stood united against outsiders.
If the other party was also of the Flood Dragon Clan, they naturally wouldn't easily strike a fellow clansman.
If they were of another race, they would have to show some respect upon hearing this name.
However.
Jiang Yuechu only spared him a faint glance.
In the next moment.
She slowly raised her arm.
And threw a punch!
The old Red Flood Dragon's expression changed drastically as he shouted sharply, "You!"
Boom—!!!
Pure force instantly smashed the old man into the ground.
Dust and snow splashed in all directions.
Whoosh—
The strong wind subsided.
A foot clad in a black brocade boot stepped on his chest.
The breath of Demonic Qi the old Red Flood Dragon had just gathered was instantly dispersed by this stomp.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Red Scale coughed violently, his eyes filled with terror.
He looked up, meeting her indifferent gaze.
Jiang Yuechu looked down at him and leaned in slightly. "I ask, you answer."
"..."
Red Scale trembled all over.
He had lived for tens of thousands of years and finally reached the Mountain Gazing Realm.
In his own little territory, he was an ancestor who could summon the wind and rain.
When had he ever suffered such humiliation?
But that punch just now, with only pure physical strength, had nearly cost him his life... With such power, he was definitely no match for her!
Thinking of this.
Scarlet Sun Demon Venerable swallowed the metallic taste rising in his throat. "I... I will tell you everything I know without reservation!"
Jiang Yuechu lowered her eyes slightly and eased the pressure of her foot. "What is the situation at the Dragon Washing Pool ahead?"
Feeling the pressure on his chest lighten, Scarlet Sun Demon Venerable didn't dare to be slow. "The Dragon Washing Pool is a Holy Land for our Flood Dragon Clan. The Dragon Ascending Platform opens only once every five thousand years. For us, it is the only Opportunity to shed our mortal forms and become True Dragons..."
"Now, with the opening of the Dragon Washing Pool approaching, there are at most two days left... According to rumors... for this grand event, there are likely no fewer than a dozen Lamp Lighting Realm Demon Sages from various lineages rushing here... As for Mountain Gazing Realm great demons, they are as numerous as carp crossing a river."
"Although I am only at the Mountain Gazing Realm, my Lifespan is nearing its end. If I don't take a gamble now, I'm afraid I won't have many years left to live..."
"That's why I thought of coming to try my luck. If I can pick up some remnants of True Dragon essence blood to extend my life by a few hundred years, that would be good."
After hearing this, Jiang Yuechu almost couldn't help but curse.
A dozen... Randeng Demon Sages?!
If one calculated based on a single Demon Sage having over a hundred thousand years of Dao Cultivation... Jiang Yuechu took a deep breath, suppressing the corners of her mouth that were twitching upward.
But in her heart, stormy waves had already been stirred up.
Holy shit!
I'm going to be rich!
The young girl's gaze fell back onto the old Red Flood Dragon beneath her feet.
But since the Dragon Washing Pool was so lively and such a once-in-five-thousand-years event.
Reasonably, flood dragons from all lineages should be gathering to fight for that slim chance of transforming into a dragon.
But this old thing... Jiang Yuechu frowned slightly, a hint of suspicion flashing in her eyes.
"Since you're going to the gathering, why are you being so... sneaky?"
Clearly a flood dragon, yet instead of taking the main path, he insisted on hugging the lower edge of the clouds, using the wind and snow to hide his figure, taking a detour like a thief.
There must be something fishy going on.
Hearing this.
Scarlet Sun Demon Venerable's old face instantly turned the color of pig liver.
He stuttered for a long while before finally letting out a long sigh, his face full of bitterness. "It's not that I don't want to be open and upright, it's just... there's no other way."
"My Southern Abyss Red Flood Dragon lineage and the North Sea Green Flood Dragon lineage are mortal enemies; we fight to the death whenever we meet."
"But now..."
Scarlet Sun Demon Venerable's expression darkened.
"The North Sea Green Flood Dragon lineage is powerful. For this trip to the Dragon Washing Pool, they've brought two Randeng Demon Sages alone, and the younger generation of their tribe are all elites."
"In contrast, my Southern Abyss lineage..."
"Is suffering from a talent gap and a dwindling population."
"In this competition for the Dragon Ascending Platform, the younger generation of my tribe are all useless. Only I, this old bag of bones, relying on the fact that my end is near, have to shamelessly come and try my luck."
Saying this, the old Red Flood Dragon's eyes were filled with grievance and helplessness.
"If I took the main road and encountered the North Sea Green Flood Dragon Clan... I would surely be severely humiliated..."
Jiang Yuechu nodded thoughtfully after hearing this.
So he was just afraid of losing face.
But it made sense.
Although the Yao Race lived like savages, they sometimes valued face more than their own lives.
Especially these great clans with long legacies.
At this point, the old Red Flood Dragon stole a glance at her. He didn't see any impatience; instead, she seemed to be listening with great interest.
He couldn't help but feel a bit suspicious.
She seemed unaware of information that every flood dragon should know... This woman... could it be she isn't of the Flood Dragon Clan?
But if she wasn't of the Flood Dragon Clan, what was she doing here at a time like this?
Now that the Ascending the Tower Platform was about to open, flood dragon experts from all five lineages from every corner of the world were gathered here.
Even Randeng Demon Sages numbered as many as a dozen!
She couldn't be here to cause trouble, could she?
Who the hell would be so bored? Who would dare to cause trouble here at such a critical juncture!
Could she be... one of those wild flood dragons wandering outside without a tribe?
Seeing that Jiang Yuechu remained silent, the old Red Flood Dragon felt even more uncertain and quickly said, "Since Your Excellency has come alone to this frigid northern wasteland at such a time, I presume... you are also a lost Bloodline of our Flood Dragon Clan?"