Chapter 212: Chapter 153: Hunting Flood Dragon

Lu Yuan nodded and smiled. "Mm."

’If I really run into anyone from Dayong this time, I won’t show any mercy,’ he thought, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

Time passed. After a day went by, Heaven-Ascending Cliff closed.

The members of the various factions gathered their disciples, preparing to leave the area.

Some were excited because many powerfully talented disciples had emerged from their factions.

Others were filled with disappointment because their performance on the Heaven-Ascending Ladder had been unsatisfactory.

Everyone wore a different expression.

But all in all, it had been a rather novel experience.

Of course, the most important matter was the search for the person who had reached the summit. All the factions had already begun to move on this.

Just then, a figure walked over and said to Xiao Gu, "Grand Minister of Rites, a Flood Dragon has been discovered five hundred nautical miles from here. I hear many people have already rushed over to hunt it."

Since ancient times, the experts of the great dynasties have hunted Flood Dragons to enhance their own fame.

It was a way to display their strength and talent to the world.

Now that they were in the East Sea, and with so many young people from all the different factions gathered, they certainly weren’t going to pass up this opportunity.

Xiao Hua looked eager to give it a try, while Lu Yuan turned to Xiao Gu and asked, "Do our Northern Barbarians have anyone who excels at crafting bows and arrows?"

"Haha, when it comes to bow-making, if the Northern Barbarians claim to be second, no one would dare claim first! You want to craft a bow and arrow? Then you’ve come at the right time. Flood Dragon Sinew makes for the best bowstring, and its bones, combined with Refined Gold and Profound Iron, can be forged into an Angry Dragon Arrow. It’ll have no problem piercing mountains or shattering armor."

"I also have a piece of Ten Thousand Year Iron Wood Heart treasured in my secret chamber. I can give it to you to make the bow’s body. Crafting a Spiritual Soldier will be no problem at all. As long as it’s properly nurtured, its power will be immense."

"However, not many people are proficient in Arrow Skill. The main issue is that in the later stages of cultivation, it’s difficult for bows and arrows to harm high-level experts," Xiao Gu couldn’t help but add this reminder at the end.

He clearly hoped Lu Yuan wouldn’t spend too much effort on a bow and arrow.

Cultivating with other weapons was considered the proper path.

"Mm, I know. Don’t worry."

"Yeah, yeah, that’s right! Yuan has his own ideas, I’m sure. Let’s hurry over there. I can’t wait anymore!" Xiao Hua urged, eager for action.

Behind them, the other young disciples also wore expressions that showed they wanted to test their skills.

After all, opportunities to hunt a Flood Dragon were rare.

Xiao Gu nodded. "Alright, let’s go."

After he spoke, a Golden Wheel spun and soared into the sky. In just a moment, they arrived over a stretch of sea already surrounded by a large crowd. When Lu Yuan’s gaze swept over them, he was surprised to see that the Seventh Prince was also there.

Now that he had become the Crown Prince, his aura was even stronger.

He simply stood there, watching the scene on the sea with a detached expression, showing no intention of making a move.

The dragon hunt was intended to be a trial for the Noble Disciples whose cultivation wasn’t too high.

If an expert were to intervene, it would spoil the point of the exercise.

Besides, with all the factions present and everyone wanting to use this for training, what expert would have the nerve to step in and kill the Flood Dragon outright? That would be a surefire way to incur public outrage.

After all, spiritual beasts of this magnitude were incredibly hard to find, even in the East Sea.

Their value was immense, far beyond what money could measure.

"This Flood Dragon’s strength is at the Peak of Gathering Pill, and it’s about to transform and enter the Divine Palace realm. It should be on the verge of a breakthrough right now—it could reach the Divine Palace realm at any moment. It won’t be easy for these young experts to kill it," Xiao Gu said softly.

Lu Yuan followed his gaze and saw a thirty-meter-long Flood Dragon, as thick as a barrel, churning on the surface of the sea.

Its palm-sized scales were pitch-black. Its enormous head was shrouded in clouds, and its crimson eyes flashed.

Its two sharp claws extended, sending up huge splashes of seawater.

A young man holding a sharp sword was battling the Flood Dragon below, but it was clear he was already at a disadvantage.

He was being suppressed by the Flood Dragon.

The Evil Flood Dragon’s physical body was powerful, and its strength was tyrannical. Though surrounded, it remained exceptionally fierce, showing not the slightest hint of fear.

Instead, it let out a series of roars.

BANG!

Finally, it sent the man it was fighting flying with a single swipe of its claw.

The man spat out a mouthful of blood, his face paling.

A flash of unwillingness flickered in his eyes.

"That’s a disciple from the Ancient River Sect. Among the disciples of his age group in the sect, his strength is considered top-tier."

Xiao Gu explained.

He was clearly reminding Lu Yuan.

Just then, another figure ran over, calling out, "Lu!"

Turning to look, he saw it was Ling Ku, the young monk from Lingjiao Temple who had competed against him that day in the Dayong imperial palace. His talent was truly remarkable; he had actually reached the Gathering Pill realm now.

Seeing him, Lu Yuan was also a little surprised. "You came too?"

"Yes, I came with our Lingjiao Temple Elder," Ling Ku said with a cheerful smile.

Xiao Gu glanced at him. "I’ve long heard that Lingjiao Temple produced someone with an Innate Buddha Body. That would be you, I presume? Little guy, have any interest in joining our Prajna Temple?"

"Such a big decision... this little monk can’t make it on my own. You’d have to ask my master," Ling Ku said softly.

But a wary expression appeared on his face.

Lu Yuan clapped him on the shoulder. "Don’t worry, the Grand Minister of Rites is just joking with you. How did you do on the potential assessment this time?"

"Hehe, I made it to the nine hundredth step and couldn’t go any higher," he said, looking rather shy.

Hearing this, the people around them gasped. He was another person who had nearly reached the summit.

"Lu’s talent is astonishing. You..."

"I stopped at the eight hundredth step," Lu Yuan said with a smile, cutting Ling Ku off.

Ling Ku nodded, not doubting him at all. After all, while potential and combat strength were related, they weren’t directly linked.

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