Chapter 908: Xuantian Spiritual Root Liquid

As soon as the Taiyi Divine Water appeared, its divine might surged, directly cutting the middle-aged man in half at the waist, blood splattering everywhere, a shocking sight.

No sooner had the middle-aged man been slain than his body transformed into a huge flood dragon. Yang Tian scratched his head, looked up at the sky, and said, "Come out, stop hiding."

When the voice came, the Flower Fairy's beautiful eyes looked over, studying Yang Tian for a moment, and felt he was an ordinary person.

"Impressive skill, senior. This old dragon admires it." Suddenly, an aged voice rang out. A terrifying dragon body swept across the sky, staring at the corpse below, sighing.

"This..." The Flower Fairy's heart trembled. Her beautiful eyes fixed on Yang Tian. Could it be that he had just struck?

"What do you intend?" Yang Tian glanced over and said indifferently. This was also a flood dragon, not a true dragon.

"Reporting to senior, this old dragon's lifespan is exhausted. Knowing that the Flower Valley had a divine herb, I sent my son to seek it, but I never expected this to happen." The old dragon grieved for his son, but it was his own fault. He could feel that facing this youth was like facing a divine dragon, terrifying enough to make him tremble.

"So it's you, old thing! Watch me kill you!" The Flower Fairy gritted her teeth and swung the Taiyi Divine Water, ready to strike.

"I will accept death or dismemberment without complaint. This old dragon's lifespan is nearly exhausted. I only beg that senior not involve the East Sea Dragon Palace." The old dragon braced himself and said.

"Sister, don't be impulsive." Wang Yao's jade hand patted the Flower Fairy, smiling.

"This serpent is truly despicable, indulging his son in violence." The Flower Fairy gritted her teeth. If not for Yang Tian being here, she would have struck already.

"Fairy, do not blame me. This old dragon did not know that this rebellious son would dare to do such a thing." The old dragon opened his mouth and roared. A jade bottle flew out from the fallen flood dragon's body and landed in the Flower Fairy's hand.

"This is a drop of divine liquid left behind by the innate spiritual root in the past. It will greatly help the fairy. I originally sent my rebellious son to exchange it with you for the divine herb, but I never expected such a thing to happen."

Hearing this, the Flower Fairy could not help but open the jade bottle. When a wisp of innate aura flew out, her expression immediately brightened. This was indeed left by the innate spiritual root, and it would have a miraculous effect on her.

"Innate spiritual root!" Yang Tian's heart trembled. Such things were extremely rare. The peach tree was an innate spiritual root. This object was an innate treasure and could bear treasures.

At that moment, a terrifying aura came. The Nightmare Dragon suddenly appeared here, his eyes fixed on the old dragon, studying him.

Seeing the Nightmare Dragon appear, the old dragon's heart trembled violently, feeling as if a true dragon was looking down on him. He said tremblingly, "This little dragon pays respects to senior."

The Nightmare Dragon glanced over and said with some surprise, "You actually have dragon blood in your veins. It seems your ancestry is extraordinary."

"Reporting to senior, this junior's ancestor was a dragon turtle, who disappeared long ago." The old dragon said.

The Nightmare Dragon nodded. The River Map suddenly appeared in his hand, and he said to him, "Was this brought up by your ancestor?"

"This... this is the River Map!" The old dragon was greatly shocked. Back then, his ancestor had carried the River Map away, and now it had appeared again. How was this possible?

"So that dragon turtle was your ancestor." Yang Tian's face was full of strangeness. That turtle had been too erratic; when the demon god emerged, it had nearly kicked his lower parts off.

"Has senior seen this old dragon's ancestor?" The old dragon trembled all over, excitedly.

"Yes, I have seen him. He gave me this River Map." Yang Tian did not hide it.

The Flower Fairy felt as if she were listening to a fairy tale—ancestors and such. Who was this young man, and how strong was he?

"The River Map is for you." The old dragon's eyes widened, then he said with excitement and nervousness, "Senior is actually the True Mandate Heavenly Emperor. Senior, forgive me, forgive me."

"True Dragon Heavenly Emperor?" Jiang Nan frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Reporting to senior, when the ancestor left, he said that if anyone came bearing the River Map, that person would be the master of the East Sea Dragon Palace." The old dragon said excitedly.

"What?" Yang Tian was stunned. Such a thing existed?

"This junior speaks nothing but the truth. If I lie, may I die a miserable death." The old dragon swore.

"No need to speak now. Come in." At that moment, the Nightmare Dragon shook slightly, and the old dragon's body vanished along with him.

"Ah, that dragon is gone. Did Brother Yang Tian go somewhere again?" Xiao Yue, who hadn't had her fill of watching, couldn't help asking.

"This humble girl is Baihua. Thank you, senior, for saving my life." The Baihua Fairy, with colorful robes fluttering and a face full of smiles, walked gracefully and curtsied.

"You're welcome." Yang Tian raised his hand slightly, but inwardly he was unsettled. Was the River Map really that important?

Or the Dragon Palace—he had inexplicably become its master. This was somewhat absurd.

At that moment, a group of fairies emerged from the hidden realm. Each was fair and tender, smiling seductively, scantily clad, and fragrant as they walked out.

"Senior, please come inside. Baihua wishes to repay the favor of saving my life." The Baihua Fairy pointed deeper inside, her face full of smiles. Her smile could topple cities, dimming the sun and moon, breathtakingly beautiful.

Inside the Baihua Valley was a hidden paradise. It seemed to be the cultivation realm of an ancient powerhouse, an ancient cave dwelling radiating misty rainbow light and swirling clouds, extraordinarily extraordinary.

Inside, graceful women passed by, each smile enchanting. Their ivory-white arms were bare, their long, rounded thighs glossy, and their flat abdomens mostly exposed, alluring beyond measure.

Shi Ziqing felt parched and could hardly resist. Every woman here wore endless seductive smiles, enough to bring chaos to the world.

"Sister, you actually left Penglai?" The Baihua Fairy's eyes widened in disbelief. Penglai was a blessed land for cultivation; how could one leave so easily, especially as a saintess?

"It's not exactly leaving. My master sent me. Our Heavenly Court's lord is immensely powerful." Wang Yao's lips curled slightly, her eyes sparkling with a strange light as she smiled.

"How strong is he? That move earlier was terrifying." The Baihua Fairy glanced at Yang Tian and asked.

"Our Heavenly Court's lord has comprehended the Dao Fruit of Heaven and Earth. Even the Heavenly Punishment dares not come out. Sister, what are you still thinking? What future is there for you here?"

"Made the Heavenly Punishment dare not come out?" The Baihua Fairy glanced at Yang Tian a few more times, then whispered, "Is he a great cultivator of supernatural powers?"

"Definitely. Sister, don't hesitate. Join our Heavenly Court too, or you'll regret it. Because we are leaving this place, following the footsteps of our predecessors." Wang Yao coaxed gently. She was already a member of the Heavenly Court, and the Baihua Fairy, born of heaven and earth, was naturally someone to recruit.

"What? You mean leaving this place for the great cultivation realm recorded in ancient texts?" The Baihua Fairy was immediately tempted. Everyone wanted to see the outside world.

"Of course. Think it over carefully. We'll be heading to the Alliance of Foreign Lands soon." Wang Yao said casually.

"Going to the Alliance of Foreign Lands? Those bastards have caused me trouble before." The Baihua Fairy said indignantly.

"Our Heavenly Court's lord says the Alliance of Foreign Lands is too wealthy. We'll go loot them to strengthen our Heavenly Court's foundation." Wang Yao chuckled lightly.

"Really? I'm going too, I'm going too!" The Baihua Fairy's face lit up with joy, and she pounded the table with her fists. Though breathtakingly beautiful, she was full of childishness.