After soone took the lead, more and more cultivators began entering the Peerless Beauty and Heavenly Scent Scroll.
Long Fei noticed their clothing, and it was clear that most of these people were local cultivators.
How could extraterritorial cultivators, who hail from the great worlds, be willing to beco sons-in-law in such a small world?
The world where Tian Cha City is located is quite similar to Terra King Star.
These extraterritorial cultivators aren’t interested in such a place.
Long Fei was pondering how to set a trap for these extraterritorial cultivators when suddenly, a small head of the Little Azure Dragon popped out of the Storage Ring and secretly communicated with Long Fei, "Daddy, I’m hungry."
Long Fei glared at it, thinking that at critical tis, he still needed to make use of his son.
You have to give up sothing to gain sothing.
He took out the Spirit Fruit given by the Peacock King, let Little Qing eat to its fill, and then instructed it.
He asked it to cooperate with him and put on a show.
Little Qing was rather puzzled, not understanding why Long Fei was doing this.
But since Long Fei instructed it, it nodded its head in agreent.
Long Fei told the plan to Wang Xiaoya and Kong Qing, asking them to assist and await outside, and as soon as Little Qing was satisfied, he released it.
Little Qing flashed a light and soared into the sky, shouting coquettishly, "Uncles and elders, help! There are bad people chasing !"
Long Fei smiled below, pretending to reprimand it, "Wretched creature, how did you escape?"
He hurriedly chased upwards, reaching out to grab Little Qing.
Little Qing deliberately let the Azure Dragon’s Qi completely overflow, instantly transforming into an Azure Dragon Law Body spanning over a hundred ters, and struck Long Fei, before rushing into the painting.
Long Fei pretended to be hit by Little Qing, spat out a mouthful of red juice in mid-air, and exclaid loudly, "My Azure Dragon!"
He followed closely behind, pursuing Little Qing into the painting.
All the people present imdiately widened their eyes, their hearts pounding wildly.
Wang Xiaoya cooperated by shouting, "Heavens, is this the legendary Azure Dragon whelp? It’s a supre bloodline of the Ancient Era!"
Kong Qing shouted, "It seems to be true, how did this Azure Dragon whelp fall into the hands of this despicable person?"
The two of them stirred up excitent outside, and the sharp-eyed cultivators followed them in pursuit.
Long Fei’s previous act of feigning weakness had already caught their attention.
The Azure Dragon whelp, exceedingly hard to find.
How could they miss this opportunity?
Beams of light crossed the scene, and in an instant, they shot like a teor shower into the ancient painting.
Wan Baochun also felt a stirring in his heart, a glimr of malevolence flickering in his eyes; he stroked his beard and smiled, "This bride-selection ceremony has beco interesting."
He had poured great resources, casting out all his possessions as bait to attract these cultivators into the painting, yet no big fish had taken the bait.
Now, unexpectedly, an Azure Dragon had escaped inside.
The biggest fish on the scene were almost all pursuing this Azure Dragon inside, trying to seize the opportunity.
Even the extraterritorial cultivators couldn’t hold back.
Upon encountering a treasure, everyone instinctively felt as if it belonged to them.
If he could obtain an Azure Dragon whelp, aside from deriving so evolutionary bloodline from the whelp,
Simply raising it would be a great strength for oneself in the future.
This bride-selection ceremony attracted over two hundred thousand cultivators.
First, there were one hundred thousand local cultivators entering, followed by nearly one hundred thousand extraterritorial cultivators chasing after the Little Azure Dragon.
On the field, only thirty or forty thousand people remained, mostly the old and weak or those with too low a cultivation level, just there to watch the fun.
People outside couldn’t see the world within the painting.
Only the original scenery of the ancient painting was displayed above.
Long Fei, chasing Little Qing inside, paused on a mountaintop, turning it into a battlefield for trapping prey.
The scenery within the painting was exquisite, unlike anything in the imagined world of mountains and rivers.
Standing atop the peak, the breeze brushed his face.
Except for the absence of Spiritual Energy, everything felt just like the outside world.
These mountains, these plains, were all filled with well-dressed, beautiful won.
They were all enchanting, and as soon as Long Fei arrived, they surrounded him, smiling charmingly and bowing in courtesy, "Greetings, Master, this is Bliss Mountain. Since you’re the first one to co, you’ll be the master of Bliss Mountain. We’ll care for you sincerely, providing you with imperial service."
It had to be said, these won all possessed exceptionally beautiful physiques and looks.
But in Long Fei’s eyes, they were just skins covering the Law Bodies that absorbed people’s essence and souls.
Long Fei smiled at these won, raising his hand to release a surge of Samadhi True Fire, burning them all up.
On the mountain ca a series of tragic cries, scattering into puffs of black smoke.
Though these ink laws were formidable, they dissipated here and quickly reassembled elsewhere.
However, the Bliss Mountain beca much quieter for a while.
Little Azure Dragon stood atop, deliberately perched on a large tree, loudly acting with Long Fei, "Bad person, go away! I don’t like you. Can’t you leave alone?"
Long Fei held back his laughter, raising his hand to scold it, "Enough nonsense, you wretched creature, get back here to now."
Little Azure Dragon stood shaking its head atop the tree, yelling, "No, I won’t. You’re a bad person; I won’t go with you!"
By then, over a thousand people had rushed up, instantly surrounding Long Fei and Little Qing.
They glanced around curiously, "Strange, why aren’t there any ink spirits here?"
"Maybe they were missed!"
Soone chid in.
Soone shouted, "Forget about it, just catch the Azure Dragon whelp first!"
Long Fei pretended to panic, yelling loudly, "Wait, who are you people? The Azure Dragon whelp is my child, who dares to capture it?"
"Your child?"
The crowd laughed mockingly.
A young cultivator laughed and said, "You, a country bumpkin, think you’re worthy of having such a heaven-defying treasure?"
Long Fei raised an eyebrow, wondering if this disdain for farrs was hereditary.
Why is it present even in the Cultivation World?
Soone cursed, "No more talk, kill him and seize the Azure Dragon whelp."
Soone drew their sword and shifted the stance, standing in front of Long Fei, "Everyone, we are people of cultivation; let’s not resort to violence and disgrace our na. This kid is insignificant; let’s discuss the Azure Dragon whelp instead."
Soone laughed, "Heavenly treasures belong to the virtuous. Without virtue, it would bring misfortune. Who among us is more virtuous than , Daoist Wuu De? The Azure Dragon whelp, naturally, should belong to ."
The one who spoke for Long Fei earlier sneered coldly, "Daoist Wuu De, you sure live up to your na. How could Jin Ting Mountain nurture a disciple with your virtues?"
Wuu De laughed, "Daoist Xiao Ren, and you still have the face to speak against ? Your na isn’t any better. Did your Qingfeng Mountain not properly evaluate before taking disciples like you?"
Xiao Ren cursed with his sword, "Wuu De, stop pointing fingers here. Most of us are from the great worlds; it’s not your place to issue commands."
Wuu De replied coldly, "Daoist Xiao Ren, it seems your Qingfeng Mountain has grown so guts recently, daring to insult your master’s disciple. How about a private duel?"
The surrounding Daoists egged on, shouting gleefully, "Fight! Uncle, our Exposition Sect hasn’t sparred in a while!"
"Uncle, go on! We’re behind you."
"Uncle, there’s plenty of room down the mountain, why not fight there?"
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