After I Died My Dao Companion Drowns in Endless Regret Chapter 13

White Dragon Ravine.
Although it was called “White Dragon,” in reality, it was just a five-hundred-year-old snake demon at the bottom, which had not even passed the stage of “transforming into a flood dragon.” However, it had a trace of rare dragon bloodline within its body, and it had always referred to itself as a “true dragon.” The people in charge of the water domain didn’t care what it was, as long as it behaved. If it dared to claim this in the Dustless Sea, it would likely lose its life.
The treasure ship sailed rapidly through the water domain. As it approached White Dragon Ravine, its speed gradually slowed. The sky here was obscured by dark clouds, and flashes of lightning roamed within the thick, mountain-like clouds. The ravine waters surged more intensely with each wave, clearly indicating unrest. The ship’s steward, however, was confident. After all, it wasn’t the first time their ship had traveled this route. He raised his hand and gave a command. Boxes of pills, jade, and Cloud Sands were then dropped into the water.
To borrow passage through here, one had to offer some benefits to the local overlord.
However, after the “toll money” was thrown in, the turbulence did not subside but instead became even more violent. The steward, filled with unease, watched as a monster with the head of a shrimp and the body of a human, clad in armor, strode through the waves and said fiercely, “How dare you offer such meager things to my Great King? Are you trying to send away a beggar?”
The steward did not want to cause trouble on the water, so he smiled apologetically and said, “Please wait a moment, honored sir.” He then gestured to his attendants to bring out more boxes of treasures. But at this moment, a clear laugh rang out. “Isn’t your Great King just a beggar?” Immediately after, a silver light flashed, and the shrimp-headed creature’s head flew off, crashing into the water with a thud. Its body fell stiffly, blood gushing out.
The steward muttered “This is bad!” and quickly looked towards the person who had intervened, only to see a strange young Daoist.
The Daoist grinned at the steward and waved his hand, saying, “No need to thank me.”
The steward slammed his forehead! They had always been careful not to offend the demonic creatures here. Even though there were true cultivators from immortal sects on the ship this time, they had narrowly escaped a disaster. But what about later? Would they be able to pass through here without issue? Yet, they couldn’t direct their anger at the kind guest. He felt a surge of frustration, stomped his foot, and hurriedly sent a message to the cultivators of the main family. If the matter could be resolved with money, it would be best. If there were no other options, they would have to fight.
Not long after the shrimp-headed soldier died, groups of demon soldiers emerged from the water. Most of them were at the Mortal Transformation and Foundation Establishment stages, which the main family’s cultivators could easily handle. However, the steward was not afraid of these soldiers but of the master of White Dragon Ravine. Although it had not transformed into a flood dragon, after so many years of cultivation, it must have reached the peak of the Golden Core stage. Looking up at the dark clouds covering the sky, the steward frowned and commanded, “Open the restrictions. Do not disturb the guests at all costs.”
As soon as the restrictions were opened, the formation flags fluttered in the wind. The grand ship sliced through the wind and waves, attempting to charge directly through White Dragon Ravine. Suddenly, a thunderous explosion echoed, and the hull of the dragon boat violently shook. The steward focused his gaze and saw a colossal white snake’s head emerge, its pair of emerald green eyes glowing with a faint dark fire. The white snake scales, washed by the water, glittered dazzlingly under the sunlight filtering through the clouds, instantly blinding. The dragon boat was a spiritual artifact capable of withstanding a full-power blow from a Nascent Soul cultivator. Logically, the steward should have been exceptionally calm, but when he saw a conical Dharma artifact floating beside the white snake, the muscles in his cheeks twitched violently, and his face lost all color!
The Boat-Breaking Cone! That was a spiritual artifact specifically used to break through the ship’s restrictions! This was originally a tool commonly used by sea pirates. How could this snake demon possess it? If the restrictions were damaged, the cultivators on the boat would definitely be alerted, and they might even perish in the snake’s maw! The steward clutched his chest and took a step back, shouting loudly to the main family’s cultivators, “Quick, quickly! Disembark to intercept and kill this demon!”
When the dragon boat was attacked, the people inside naturally sensed it. Some cultivators talked and laughed at ease in their pavilions, completely ignoring the events outside, while others, who enjoyed the excitement, rushed out of their pavilions. Wei Yunshu and Xie Zhichao were among them.
Xie Zhichao knitted her brows. “The snake demon of White Dragon Ravine? Why did it come out for no reason?” Luo Lingfeng was on the boat, and she hadn’t concealed her presence or trail. Who, apart from a mad demon, would be so foolish? She looked up at the white snake, over ten feet long, stirring up boundless waves. A fierce fighting spirit surged within Xie Zhichao. She said, “I’ll go and face it!”
“Daoist Friend Xie, wait!” As soon as Wei Yunshu finished speaking, Xie Zhichao had already disappeared. Wei Yunshu sighed inwardly and rubbed her forehead. The demonic aura here was extremely dense. It was unlikely that only that one Golden Core snake demon was causing trouble! The snake demon was also formidable. It spat out a blue-green light, over ten feet long, easily sweeping away the main family’s cultivators. Afterward, it engaged Xie Zhichao in battle. Its long tail swept, stirring up waves several feet high, while its mouth spewed blue light and venom. As they clashed with saber light, there were constant crisp clanging sounds. In terms of cultivation, Xie Zhichao was still somewhat inferior to the snake demon, but the latter possessed the arrogance of a Buzhou disciple and would never allow others to intervene. Wei Yunshu stood by, holding her whisk, observing. Only when she spotted a dark shadow stirring in the water did her expression change, and she swept her whisk forward, emitting a stream of light!
The dark shadow in the water leaped out. It was a giant turtle, about half a zhang tall. It had cultivated for a longer period, and due to its racial talent, it was particularly skilled in defense. The stream of light left no trace on its body.
“What a stinky turtle!” Xie Zhichao did not shy away from the fight. Instead, she laughed heartily, her saber light like a flowing fire, shooting towards the front! The giant turtle agitated its spiritual energy, and a surge of vital energy appeared on its body. It tilted its head and let out a “Ang” sound. Then, countless streams of water transformed into pillars, gushing upwards to form an array, which obstructed Xie Zhichao’s advance. The white snake, however, was not busy dealing with Xie Zhichao or anyone else. It moved like lightning towards Wei Yunshu!
Its snake eyes glowed like fire, and its body flowed with light. It practiced a proper physical force technique, its body extremely powerful. If it collided with the boat, it would likely increase the burden. Wei Yunshu’s mind stirred, and she immediately took to the wind. Seeing the tidal wave surge towards her, she calmly waved her whisk, suppressing the water tide purely with her own spiritual power.
The snake demon was far less cautious of her than it was of Xie Zhichao. It was aware of matters in the Immortal Realm. Seeing the whisk gently sweep towards it, it merely raised its tail to meet the blow. In its view, that stream of light would be easily dispersed. To its surprise, the moment they touched, more than half of its protective vital energy was consumed, as if it were in a fiery heavenly furnace, being whipped by gusts of fierce energy and wind! It hissed and quickly retreated. Glancing back, its tail was a bloody mess, emitting sizzling smoke. After this ordeal, it no longer dared to underestimate Wei Yunshu! It hastily unleashed its innate divine ability, watching the seemingly ordinary whisk with extreme vigilance from a distance.
In the boat.
Luo Lingfeng observed calmly.
The Daoist Bo in her hand possessed no Dharma artifacts, nor did she use any divine abilities, purely relying on her own immense spiritual power to subdue her enemies. In fact, upon reaching a certain level, “one force overcomes ten skills.” No matter how many varied divine abilities you have, they are no match for my powerful strike. However, to have such capability against an enemy of the same realm, one would need to open more than thirty apertures in the Mortal Transformation stage, or even reach the highest number of apertures.
“Should I push further?” the paper crane on the table asked.
Luo Lingfeng let out a cold scoff. “No need.” After a pause, she whispered, “It’s not good if someone actually dies.”