Giving Birth But Not Raising, Why Are You Crying Now That I’ve Become an Immortal Emperor? - Chapter 19 - Chapter 19 – Ye Lingyun Slices Across the River with One Sword! Mysterious Daoist Appears!

What does it mean for the three of us to die together?

Ye Lingyun glanced at Liu Ruoxue, feeling speechless.

It was just a mudfish at the Nascent Soul stage, was it really that terrifying?

In fact, the two sisters did not know Ye Lingyun’s cultivation level. They had always thought that their strength was roughly on the same level, which was why they acted this way. This could be excused, considering their limited knowledge.

Roar!

While the three were talking, the flood dragon let out a furious roar, its enormous pressure increasing again.

Its vicious gaze was fixed on Ye Lingyun, and the terrifying power in its long, serpentine body surged, descending like a storm, with clouds and rain following in its wake!

Among the three below, only Ye Lingyun gave the dragon a faint sense of threat. Although it hadn’t figured out what made this seemingly harmless young man different, it still locked its focus on him.

“Hahaha, obediently let me devour you to replenish my vitality. It will be your fortune!” the dragon roared.

In the clear eyes of the three, the dark figure that blotted out the sky rapidly enlarged. The giant mouth opened wide, revealing sharp dragon teeth that gleamed coldly, and a faint smell of blood filled the air, making one want to vomit.

Faced with the dragon’s attack, Liu Ruohong gritted her teeth, not retreating even an inch. With a flash of light from her hand, a slender spiritual sword leapt out.

“Run!” she shouted to the other two, her face turning resolute. She gripped her sword tightly and stepped forward, her spiritual energy surging from her dantian and charging towards the flood dragon with a fierce attack!

Seeing the vast gap in power between them, she had evidently resigned herself to a suicidal strategy, only hoping to sacrifice herself to buy Ye Lingyun and her sister a chance to escape.

Buzz!

The sword in her delicate hand trembled slightly, and Liu Ruohong mobilized all her cultivation to launch a furious slash. Several sword qi surged with sharp fluctuations, shooting towards the dragon.

Bang! Bang!

The sword qi hit the dragon’s body, vanishing without a trace, but leaving no mark or scratch. Only a few shallow white streaks remained on the dragon’s tough black scales.

The flood dragon howled as it rushed forward, almost instantaneously arriving with no decrease in its momentum!

In fact, Liu Ruohong’s resistance only seemed to provoke the dragon further, igniting its ferocity.

Roar!

A deafening dragon roar filled the air, and the dragon’s giant claws shot out violently, aiming directly at the three below!

With a single strike, the spiritual barrier that Liu Ruohong had formed was shattered!

The gap between the Golden Core and Nascent Soul stages was like an insurmountable chasm.

Could it be that they would truly die here today?

Her eyes slowly closed, and a complex emotion surged in her heart.

At that moment, a strong hand pressed against her back, sending her flying and halting her movement.

Liu Ruohong’s body went limp, collapsing into that warm embrace.

“I told you, young miss, given the vast difference in strength, you should not recklessly sacrifice yourself,” a calm teasing voice sounded in her ear. Liu Ruohong trembled, slowly opening her eyes to see Ye Lingyun’s handsome face, a slight smile on his lips.

Seeing him unfazed, with a trace of concern in his eyes, Liu Ruohong felt a subtle tremor in her heart.

At that moment, the shadow above them howled as the flood dragon laughed wildly, letting out a fierce screech, its giant claws descending again!

“Be careful!”

Seeing that Ye Lingyun was still holding her, seemingly unaware of the danger, Liu Ruohong cried out in alarm.

Ye Lingyun smiled slightly, his expression calm and unbothered. “Stay still.”

A soft voice escaped his lips.

He handed Liu Ruohong to Liu Ruoxue, then turned, his expression becoming cold and stern.

Clang!

The cold light of a sword flashed, and a simple long sword appeared in his hand.

Looking up at the vicious giant claws coming down, Ye Lingyun’s eyes were filled with killing intent. He raised his hand slowly, then struck forward with his sword.

Great Snow, No Trace!

In an instant, the wind and earth fell silent.

A sharp and overwhelming aura surged from the sword, and a massive sword qi exploded into the air!

As soon as the sword qi appeared, it vanished without a trace, but a deep sense of danger alarmed the flood dragon. A look of horror flashed in its eyes.

How could this be possible?!

Roar!

A deathly aura enveloped its heart, and a chill raced down its spine. In panic, it withdrew its attack, its body glowing with black light in an attempt to form a defensive stance.

However, this effort was utterly futile!

Sizzle!

The intense wave of energy sliced through its long body. As it stared in shock, its entire body was severed in the middle!

With a final unwilling roar, the dragon’s broken body plummeted, raising dust from the ground as it lost all vitality.

One sword, a fatal blow!

The terrifying sword aura continued, slashing far ahead!

Boom!

With a violent crash, the surface of the vast Wu River exploded, the water split in two, and the river was cut off by the sword!

The two girls stared in shock at the scene before them, speechless.

A Nascent Soul dragon, killed in an instant?!

“You… what cultivation level are you?” Liu Ruohong asked, stunned.

Ye Lingyun turned around casually, smiling faintly.

“Heh, how about that…”

Before he could finish his words, a sudden dizziness hit him, and he collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

…

In a dazed state, Ye Lingyun slowly opened his eyes and found himself on top of a cliff.

Below the cliff, a clear waterfall streamed down, and the surrounding trees seemed to whisper in the breeze, presenting a picturesque scene.

As his confused gaze rose, he was startled to see a plump Daoist sitting at the edge of the cliff, looking down with a bamboo fishing rod in hand.

“Awake?” The Daoist, sensing Ye Lingyun’s movement, did not turn around. His voice was calm and steady, like a mountain.

“So, you’re the one who killed the little flood dragon I raised for a hundred years?”

Ye Lingyun rubbed his nose and replied, “That dragon tried to kill me. I was just defending myself.”

The Daoist snorted coldly, his tone implying displeasure.

“Hmph! I raised that dragon for a hundred years, planning to feed it pills to force it into the Ascension stage and then slaughter it for meat. But you went and killed it.”

Raise it to Ascension and slaughter it for meat?

Ye Lingyun couldn’t help but twitch at the corner of his eye. This was beyond outrageous.

The Daoist was clearly not an ordinary person, far from someone from the mundane world.

“Fine, considering your young age and your innate Dao body, I’ll give you a chance.”

“Do you see that sword over there? If you pull it out, I’ll let you off this time.”

“Otherwise, you won’t be so lucky.”