Daoist Mingzhang possessed profound magical power, and it was quite normal for him to co to aid Lu Zheng upon sensing the commotion. Wang Xiaowan, who had just entered the sect, was moved by Lu Zheng's actions despite the danger of rushing out of the city.
Liu Qingyan also pulled her aside and, together with Du Yueyao, explained so things to her.
As Lu Zheng and his opponent stopped their altercation, the clouds and rain that had gathered over several dozen miles gradually thinned, the clouds dissipated, and the rain ceased, revealing clear skies.
In the town, the busy residents who were only halfway through collecting their laundry saw the dark clouds disperse and the sun reappear.
"What kind of weather is this?"
"Dark clouds passing by?"
"The clothes I just washed got caught in an inexplicable rain, which then stopped just as inexplicably."
"Oh well, let's continue drying them!"
...
On the other side, since there was no duel, the group found it inconvenient to converse on the wild mountain peak, so they moved their gathering to Taohua Village.
Although Ao Qi and Yan Hongxia called each other sisters, Ao Qi was much older and senior, so even Daoist Mingzhang dared not take the main seat, leaving it empty while they settled in the guest seats.
Listening to the whole story, Daoist Mingzhang couldn't help but glance around, feeling a quiet sigh in his heart.
No need to ntion Ao Qi, the Little Dragon Girl with extraordinary talent from the Cyan Dragon Race, who trained for hundreds of years, possessed great strength and deep Dao practice.
Yan Hongxia also had exceptional opportunities, sohow obtaining the sword pill of an ancient Sword Immortal, practically skyrocketing in power, like a plot right out of a storyteller's book.
These two, I'm afraid I can't defeat them myself. To think my disciple could spar evenly with them and even slightly gain the upper hand.
How comforting!
On the other side, Wang Xiaowan, who was still an ordinary person not long ago, was incredibly shocked to learn that Ao Qi and Ao Qian were actually princesses of the Eastern Sea Dragon Race, her mouth naturally forming an "O" shape.
She knew Ao Qian, though she knew she was a demon, she never imagined she was a dragon!
Seeing Wang Xiaowan's reaction made Du Yueyao chuckle; although she too was kept in the dark about Ao Qian's identity until Ao Qi showed up and inford her, her reaction wasn't much better than Wang Xiaowan's.
After all, a little princess from the Eastern Sea Dragon Race is such a distant creature, rarely seen even in illustrations or traditional operas.
"Miss Ao has co from afar, Yuan Zheng, you must not neglect her." Daoist Mingzhang instructed.
"Rest assured, Master." Lu Zheng nodded with a smile.
"Don't worry, True Man, Brother Lu is hospitable, his hospitality makes feel even more comfortable than at ho." Ao Qi said.
"That's good then."
In front of outsiders, Daoist Mingzhang still maintained his composure, acting very much like a sage.
...
After a brief chat and lunch, Ao Qi wanted to continue sparring with Lu Zheng.
"Brother Lu, I lost a little this morning, let's go again!" Ao Qi said.
"Alright!" Lu Zheng nodded.
Ao Qi was not weak, and it wasn't easy for Lu Zheng to win, so he intended to practice his usual techniques on her, to better familiarize himself with real combat, which was good.
Daoist Mingzhang's eyes lit up, he pulled a paper crane from his sleeve, muttered a couple of sentences, released it in the air, and the paper crane flapped its wings, transforming into a streak of clear light, swiftly soaring away.
"I've asked Yuan Jing to co over for so insight." Daoist Mingzhang said.
However, they didn't need to wait specifically for Yuan Jing; after so tea and a mont's rest, they left Peach Blossom Plain and entered the Eastern Back Mountain.
"Brother Lu! Please!"
"Please!"
Ao Qi and Lu Zheng soared into the clouds, wasting no words, imdiately springing into action.
The next mont, dark clouds billowed in the sky, and a great tempest broke out, covering dozens of miles of the sky again.
Yet, this ti they stayed at a considerable distance, so although the wind was fierce and the rain torrential, it didn't affect the people going to Taohua Temple to offer incense.
...
Ao Qi's dragon-form body refinent made her spear a treasure, despite its ordinary size, it was inscribed with nurous runes, increasing its weight a hundredfold.
At the sa ti, this spear allowed Ao Qi to conserve magical power and enhance her spells whether using Martial Dao or spells.
However, Lu Zheng held only a mortal longsword, so wielding Sword Qi of the sa power consud thirty percent more magical power than Ao Qi.
But… treasures are a part of one's own abilities…
Ao Qi gathered the rain and mist from the sky, forming a sea wave around herself. As she wielded her spear, fierce winds billowed, waves surged, exuding a palpable dragon's might.
Lu Zheng held the sword in his left hand and patted his gourd, drawing out the Peach Wood Sword.
The Thunderstruck Peach Wood Sword gave a gentle flick, gathering boundless Cloud Qi, dense and steady, invulnerable to the fierce wind, unchanged by the lashing rain.
With Daoist Mingzhang present, Lu Zheng naturally opted to use his sect's cultivation techniques more frequently.
Ao Qi's eyes brightened, seeing Lu Zheng's strong fundantal Cloud Techniques; vaulting forward, she closed in for close combat with Lu Zheng.
Lu Zheng shook his head, the Peach Wood Sword hovered behind him, while he switched to wielding the Cloud Pattern Sword in his right hand. Stretching his left hand forward, the White Cloud Hand Seal spontaneously ford, reaching to seize Ao Qi.
Being a Cyan Dragon, Ao Qi had high resistance to dragon's might or dragon roars, so Lu Zheng didn't bother using the True Dragon Hand Seal.
Ao Qi thrust her spear forward, piercing through the White Cloud Hand Seal, disregarding the Cloud Qi grinding her Protective True Qi, her spear aid directly at Lu Zheng's chest.
Lu Zheng twirled his sword, forming a glow of silver light with Sword Qi crisscrossing; not only did it include White Cloud Sword Qi, but also Flying Feather Riding the Dawn Sword Qi, which not only blocked Ao Qi's thrust but forced her to retract her spear in defense.
Their figures flickered and darted through the storm, exchanging blows, quite an engaging spectacle.
...
Soon after, Yuan Jing arrived, casting a doubtful glance at the magical combat in the sky, then looking at the formidable Sword Qi exuding from Yan Hongxia, questioning his own life.
Soon after, the five won from Five Beauties Manor and the two won Bi Xinyu and Yin arrived, joining everyone, whispering to inquire about the situation.
The deep mountains were filled with demons, and Lu Zheng and Ao Qi's magical combat drew many demons; however, they dared not approach, only observed cautiously from afar with keen interest.
...
As a gifted Dragon Race Commandery Princess, training for centuries, Ao Qi initially thought she could defeat Lu Zheng, but after a prolonged intense battle, she saw Lu Zheng not only withstand evenly but seemingly have reserves, which kindled her competitive spirit.
"Be careful, Brother Lu!" A glint in Ao Qi's eyes, preparing a big move.
Lu Zheng retreated, evaporating the rainwater around with a burst of Cloud Qi, "Please!"
"Ang!"
A dragon's roar echoed, a Cyan Dragon's spectral image flashed behind Ao Qi, its length spanning several dozen yards, circling her in the sky, then coiling behind her, Dragon's Might soaring.
In the next mont, Ao Qi stood still, as the Cyan Dragon ghosted forward, enveloping her, while she floated inside the dragon's head.
"Break!"
With a slight shout, Ao Qi infused her spear's montum into the spectral Cyan Dragon, piercing straight towards Lu Zheng.
"Good!"
Lu Zheng, fingers forming a Seal Technique, pointed the Peach Wood Sword that hovered behind him skyward.
A stretch of his hand commanded the Peach Wood Sword to point upwards.
In an instant, the surrounding moisture evaporated into Cloud Qi, surging skyward, invoking the Qingwei Thunderbolt.
Clouds, rain, wind, thunder! All in the palm of the hand!
"Rumble!"
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