Jiang Yuechu drew her long blade and casually flicked the foul blood off the blade's body.
Her gaze swept across the system panel.
Adding the old turtle she had conveniently crushed to death in the square just now...
[Current Dao Cultivation: 413,272 years]
Looking at the long string of reassuring numbers, Jiang Yuechu's eyebrows twitched slightly.
This trip out to sea was indeed the right choice.
Instead of idling away in Chang'an, killing demons and looting goods was indeed the fastest way to accumulate a fortune.
With a slight thought.
Surging black Qi erupted from all around the young girl.
From the corpse of the black flood dragon, a slightly illusory phantom of a flood dragon was forcibly dragged out.
The demon soul, having left the body, was still roaring and struggling with overwhelming ferocity.
Jiang Yuechu gave a cold snort.
She raised her right hand and made a grasping motion with her five fingers.
The black Qi filling the sky instantly gripped it in her palm.
With a slight exertion of force.
The flood dragon soul let out a shrill, mournful wail and was instantly crushed into a ball of pure black light.
"Enter!"
The black light turned into a shooting star and crashed directly into a major aperture within her body.
Buzz—
Beneath the skin, a purple-black light flowed erratically.
Upon closer inspection, one could see the light converging into a tiny black flood dragon, perched within the aperture, swimming slowly as the blood and Qi washed over it.
Having done all this.
Jiang Yuechu did not stop.
She turned around and reached out to manipulate things from a distance once again.
Whoosh—
A dark green demon soul, enveloped in black Qi, passed through layers of palace walls and flew into the hall.
It was that Pengxuan Great Sage, who had been kicked to death before even having the chance to announce his name.
The old turtle's soul was quite dazed at the moment, shrinking its head back.
Clearly, it had died too quickly and hadn't yet realized what had happened.
Jiang Yuechu didn't give it a chance to react either.
She followed the same procedure.
The black Qi swept over.
The old turtle's soul turned into a ball of green light and was forcibly pressed into her body.
Boom—!!!
Jiang Yuechu's body suddenly sank.
Her entire person even showed a faint tendency to sink into the ground.
The demon souls of two Randeng Demon Sages instantly boosted her current physical strength by another third!
As the black Qi dissipated, these patterns also faded beneath the skin, returning to normal.
Jiang Yuechu clenched her fist.
Feeling the blood and Qi surging like a river within her, a satisfied curve hooked the corner of her mouth.
As expected.
Compared to those flashy techniques and Divine Abilities.
The improvement of physical strength was still simple and unadorned, possessing a kind of pure numerical beauty... the souls had been captured.
But this physical essence was also a rare and precious medicine.
"Devour."
With a slight thought.
Boom—
A terrifying suction force erupted from her palm.
The rolling essence was like a whale drinking water, following the Meridians of her arm and crashing arrogantly into her Qi Sea.
Along with it, the remains of the old turtle in the distance also had their essence completely plundered under this overbearing suction.
Feeling the growth of the internal Qi, Jiang Yuechu's brow furrowed slightly.
As expected.
As her Realm climbed to Randeng, the required accumulation was no longer comparable to before.
If she were in the Mountain Gazing Realm, the infusion of essence from two demons of the same Realm would likely have already allowed her to break through... or she would be just a step away.
But now... though there were ripples, the other shore was hard to see.
"Too slow."
The young girl murmured softly, shaking her hand as if quite dissatisfied with this kind of progress.
However.
She did not dwell too much on this matter.
Since the quality wasn't enough, she would make up for it with quantity.
What the black flood dragon said before it died had pointed out a clear path for her.
Since the Dragon Ascending Platform was about fighting, there would certainly be no shortage of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
If she could take a trip to that platform... then her Randeng Perfection would probably be about complete.
Furthermore, of the five-colored flood dragons, she had already obtained three.
She was still missing the Yellow and Green lineages.
The Dragon Transformation Scripture Incomplete Manual was strong, but it was ultimately only an Incomplete Manual.
If she could kill and collect the last two lineages of flood dragons on the Dragon Ascending Platform, gathering all five colors to complete the scripture, what kind of boost would her combat power receive?
She once thought that the Great Tang's national power was at its peak, an unshakable behemoth in the world.
Even if there were some demon troubles, they were merely minor ailments.
But now she felt more and more that beneath this prosperous age, it was already as precarious as a stack of eggs.
The Great Tang was like a dangerous building whose foundation had already been hollowed out.
It looked magnificent, but in reality, it was teetering.
Any slight disturbance would be enough to make this eight-hundred-year-old empire collapse in an instant.
Jiang Yuechu pursed her lips.
Although she was a traveler from another land and didn't have much sense of belonging to this Li family empire.
But she had been here for a while after all, and along the way, she had met many people. If one day the Great Tang really collapsed, none of these people would likely survive... watching these people die would ultimately be unpleasant.
Since it was unpleasant, if it were within her power, she would give this teetering building a helping hand.
Thinking of this, Jiang Yuechu let out a long breath and sheathed her blade, returning to the hall.
Inside the main hall.
The Old King of Gao Luo sat slumped on the ground, not yet recovered from the fear of impending death.
When the two envoys saw Jiang Yuechu return, their bodies immediately jolted as if waking from a dream.
The male envoy knelt on the ground and gave Jiang Yuechu a loud kowtow, then turned to the Old King of Gao Luo, his voice trembling: "Great King... Great King, the demon trouble has been quelled!"
The Old King of Gao Luo's lips trembled, and tears burst from his cloudy old eyes.
He struggled to get up, but because his legs were weak, he failed to stand after several attempts.
He could only bow to the young girl from where he was.
"Thank you... thank you, Immortal, for saving the people of my Gao Luo nation..."
"Great King."
The female envoy took a deep breath, stepped forward to support the old king, and whispered a reminder: "This is Her Highness the Grand Princess of Great Tang..."
The Old King of Gao Luo was stunned.
The Great Tang... Grand Princess?!
Although he knew the Great Tang's national power was strong... such a figure was actually a member of the Li Imperial Clan!?
The Great Tang Royal Family... is terrifyingly powerful!
The Old King of Gao Luo's body shook violently. He pushed away the support, straightened his tattered robes and crown, and respectfully performed a grand ceremony.
"Your Highness's great kindness! Everyone in Gao Luo, from top to bottom, will never forget it!"
Jiang Yuechu waved her hand, interrupting the other party's pleasantries.
"Two things."
"First, preserve these two demon corpses; do not let them be damaged. Second, immediately write a letter and, along with the national credentials, submit them to the Great Tang, stating that I killed them, and have them send people to collect them."
Hearing this, the Old King of Gao Luo hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, yes! I will immediately order people to handle it! I wouldn't dare have the slightest mishap!"
What a joke.
Having witnessed the ferocity of the Grand Princess of Great Tang with his own eyes, how could he still have any covetous thoughts.
Jiang Yuechu nodded slightly. Since the matters had been clearly explained, she did not intend to stay any longer.
Stepping out of the hall, a golden stream of light rose from the ground, instantly tearing through the clouds and heading north at extreme speed.
In the blink of an eye.
She had already disappeared from everyone's sight.
A long time passed.
Only then did the Old King of Gao Luo, supported by the two envoys, stand up tremblingly.
He looked in the direction where the light had disappeared, tears streaming down his old face: " I want to establish golden statues for Her Highness the Grand Princess in every state and prefecture across Gao Luo! I want the citizens of Gao Luo, for generations to come, to know of today's kindness!"
At this point.
The old king seemed to feel it wasn't enough, gritted his teeth, and added:
"Move the ancestral tablets in the palace a bit first, and clear out a good spot."
"I want to personally offer sacrifices!"
The two envoys looked at each other.
Moving the ancestral tablets?
Is... is this appropriate?
But looking at their king's fanatical expression.
The two looked at each other, both seeing the helplessness and agreement in each other's eyes.
Forget it.
Without this Highness, after today, Gao Luo would be gone. What use would ancestral tablets be then?
If they must be moved, then move them.
Anyway... if the ancestors have spirits, they probably wouldn't dare to have any objections.