yready #457 - compromise
#457 - compromise
The eyes of the two abbots of Dizang Temple, one experienced and steady, the other sharp and wise, met in the air, both filled with confusion, unable to understand the profound meaning behind Li Chengfeng's actions.
This old Flood Dragon, Xiao Fei, was as cunning as a fox and as ruthless as a snake, not someone who could be easily swayed by ordinary words.
Every word spoken by Li Chengfeng, though profound and logically sound, seemed to sink into the sea, unable to penetrate the Flood Dragon King's heavily guarded defenses.
Everyone sighed inwardly, fearing that Daoist friend Li had once again stepped into a thorny thicket, and his efforts would be in vain.
However, upon second thought, to be able to have the heads of two major sects accompany him with his mere status as a rogue cultivator was commendable, even if it ultimately failed.
Moreover, the teleportation fee of a staggering 100,000 middle-grade spirit stones was enough to make one gasp, demonstrating Li Chengfeng's extraordinary resources.
Faced with this scene, Li Chengfeng appeared exceptionally calm, a faint smile curving his lips, his eyes gleaming with confidence.
"Flood Dragon King, you are indeed a person of meticulous thought and many doubts. Today, I will let you witness what true Dragon Clan majesty is."
With that, his figure changed abruptly, and a boundless dragon aura instantly erupted, enveloping his entire being.
He transformed into a legendary dragon wreathed in phantom fire, the flames flickering like a dream, ethereal and unreal. Although small in size, only about thirty feet long, it possessed a palpitating, majestic aura, the pride and nobility belonging to a dragon, shocking everyone present.
The Flood Dragon King Xiao Fei's pupils shrank suddenly as he stared at this scene in disbelief. He had never imagined that he could witness the magnificence of such an ancient divine beast in the human realm.
The dragon, the head of the four true spirits, a legendary existence, was now vividly displayed before his eyes.
Legends about the Dragon Realm surged in his heart, the sacred land that all dragons dreamed of, the place he had sought in his dreams countless times.
Now, all of this was being overturned by this young rogue cultivator, and he had to re-evaluate Li Chengfeng's identity and abilities.
Greed and fear intertwined in the Flood Dragon King's heart. He almost couldn't suppress the urge to attack, but the two abbots of Dizang Temple were like two insurmountable mountains, forcing him to restrain himself.
Moreover, Li Chengfeng held the Myriad Poison Demon Heart, which was enough to destroy the Flood Dragon Clan, forcing him to bury that greed deep within.
"Li Chengfeng, you...you can transform into a dragon, how...how is this possible?" The Flood Dragon King's voice trembled, revealing incredible shock.
He had already begun to retreat, seeking cooperation instead. "If you can help my Flood Dragon Clan achieve this great feat, my clan is willing to work with you to achieve great things."
Upon hearing this, Li Chengfeng burst into laughter, his dragon roar shaking the heavens and the earth, displaying the demeanor of a king. "Haha, Flood Dragon King, you are finally willing to believe my words.
If I didn't have absolute certainty and the treasure you've been dreaming of, why would I waste my breath?
Now, are you willing to trust me?"
With that, his figure swayed, the dragon form dissipated, and he returned to human form, his composure and confidence moving everyone present.
The old and new abbots of Dizang Temple looked at Li Chengfeng, their eyes full of surprise and admiration.
The dragon, the strongest existence in ancient legends, was now displayed before them in such a real and shocking way.
They finally understood why Li Chengfeng was able to unleash the Palm Dragon Seal, which contained the power of the Dragon Clan's bloodline. It turned out that he himself was a member of the Dragon Clan, possessing such pure and powerful bloodline.
At this moment, their respect for Li Chengfeng reached an unprecedented height.
The Flood Dragon King Xiao Fei's laughter resounded through the hall like thunder, shaking the surrounding seawater slightly, his voice filled with boldness and unrestraint.
Yet it did not lack majesty: "Hahaha, what a 'family doesn't recognize family'! So, Li Chengfeng, you are also of the Dragon Clan bloodline. In that case, we should sit down and have a long talk, and discuss the future of the Dragon Clan together."
A faint smile appeared on the corner of Li Chengfeng's mouth, but there was no fluctuation in his eyes, as if everything was under control: "Flood Dragon King, you are too kind. Although I am of the Dragon Clan lineage, I am not affiliated with the Flood Dragons.
As for cooperation, I have always been straightforward. Helping all Flood Dragons transform into dragons is a fantasy, but if it is only a few, such as your direct bloodline, or the elites of the clan, I may be able to lend a hand."
With that, he changed his tone slightly, a glint of cunning flashing in his eyes: "However, everything in the world has a price.
I, Li Chengfeng, never try to get something for nothing. Flood Dragon King, you seek the Dragon Transformation Method, what are you willing to offer in exchange?
Don't think that I will be helpless without the Flood Dragon Sea. With a single thought, I can change the situation for the Flood Dragon Clan."
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly tightened, and the Flood Dragon King Xiao Fei's expression darkened slightly. His cultivation of half-step Divine Transformation meant that he should not be easily moved.
However, facing Li Chengfeng's eyes that seemed to see through everything, and the shadow left by his past achievements, a ripple could not help but arise in his heart.
He pondered secretly, the fall of Old Ancestor Qingyun, the fall of the Evil Dragon Clan's War God Nie Tian, and even the breaking of the Fire Demon Clan's Leng Xiaoyao's strategies, all demonstrated Li Chengfeng's methods and decisiveness.
"Li Chengfeng, if you are truly sincere about cooperation, I will naturally accompany you.
But if it is just a bluff, please leave quickly.
I, the Flood Dragon King, may be old, but I am not someone to be manipulated.
In the past ten thousand years, who has dared to be presumptuous in this sea area?" The Flood Dragon King appeared calm on the surface, but his words revealed a formidable majesty.
Li Chengfeng waved his hand gently, his smile adding a bit of playfulness: "Years have passed, cultivation is profound, naturally extraordinary.
But I, Li Chengfeng, also have unique skills in the Soul 引魂 Killing Technique. The world says that I cannot use it, but little do they know that everything in the world has a solution.
Your Flood Dragon Clan has already been secretly invaded by the Soul 引魂 Killing, and fifty percent of your members are hanging by a thread. If I push it a little, you should know the consequences."
Speaking of this, Li Chengfeng changed his tone, his words adding a bit of unquestionable authority: "Not to mention, what will be the scene if the 'Myriad Poison Demon Heart' in my hand explodes within the Flood Dragon Clan?
Your clan members, whether as materials for refining tools or as a medicinal guide, will become coveted by all forces.
But if you cooperate with me, you can not only protect the peace of your clan, but also hope to achieve the dream of a true dragon. I have said all that needs to be said, I hope the Flood Dragon King will think twice."
After saying that, Li Chengfeng moved slightly, and a flash of light appeared on the ground, and an ancient and complex array slowly emerged, with runes flowing on it, revealing a mysterious and unpredictable aura.
This array was strange, and unexpectedly was not affected. The exquisite patterns of the Flood Dragon Hall enveloped the two presiding monks of Dizang Temple, the Frog Saint, and Li Chengfeng's substitute puppet, and they were about to leave.
Seeing this, the Flood Dragon King Xiao Fei hurriedly tried to persuade Li Chengfeng to stay, and shouted excitedly: "Wait! Wait! Let's talk it over, why the hurry? Isn't the way of negotiation mutual consultation, give and take? You make a condition, and I will naturally give a corresponding bargaining chip."
However, Li Chengfeng's expression was indifferent, the light of the formation under his feet became more and more dazzling, and the smile on the corner of his mouth outlined a confident smile, appearing confident.
The two eminent monks of Dizang Temple on the side were also extraordinary and refined, with an extraordinary bearing.