“What’s the matter?” Mo Wuji looked at Lou Yang, feeling a little strange. If it was really important, it shouldn’t be said here, since he didn't intend to kill everyone present. Lou Yang might be young, but he should know these basics.

“The Shenmeng Mountain captured a Golden Horned Purple Dragon and locked it in the Spirit Marrow Pool of Shenmeng Mountain." After saying this, Lou Yang directly knelt down. "That Golden Horned Purple Dragon has a life-saving grace to me. Please, Senior, help save it…”

There really is a Golden Horned Purple Dragon? Mo Wuji also gasped. He didn't care about Lou Yang possessing the bloodline of a Golden Horned Purple Dragon. Sometimes, inheritance is hard to say. Lou Yang's ancestor might have been a Golden Horned Purple Dragon, or he might have obtained the blood of a Golden Horned Purple Dragon by chance. But the Golden Horned Purple Dragon is an ancient mutated dragon species, extremely precious. A drop of the blood of an adult Golden Horned Purple Dragon is priceless, and even Immortal Emperors would want to obtain it.

A Golden Horned Purple Dragon and possessing the bloodline of a Golden Horned Purple Dragon are completely two different things.

“Because the Golden Horned Purple Dragon gave me a bottle of dragon saliva, and I cultivated with the dragon saliva for a long time, so I also contained a trace of the aura of the bloodline of the Golden Horned Purple Dragon. That’s why I was captured by Shenmeng Mountain. After Shenmeng Mountain captured me, they forced me to reveal the location of that young dragon, and then they captured that young dragon. I harmed that Golden Horned Purple Dragon.” Lou Yang said all these words in one breath.

Tang Anxuan felt his mind buzzing when he heard Lou Yang's words. He had been wholeheartedly praying that Mo Wuji wouldn't destroy the sect, and he had actually neglected the matter of the Golden Horned Purple Dragon. Now that Lou Yang had said it, how could Shenmeng Mountain remain uninvolved?

“I captured the Golden Horned Purple Dragon to condense my physical body. Even if you destroy my Shenmeng Mountain, someone in the Immortal World will take care of you. You won't be rampant for long. Ling Lian is waiting for you to come!” Ling Lian had already recovered. At this moment, all regrets were useless, so he pointed at Mo Wuji and shouted sternly.

After saying this, Ling Lian's primordial spirit suddenly became scattered. It seemed he wanted to take all the blame on himself.

Mo Wuji snorted coldly and sent a lightning arc over. Trying to dissolve the primordial spirit in front of him was just a dream.

"Ah!" Ling Lian's miserable scream came, followed by the complete annihilation of his soul.

"Lead the way." Mo Wuji coldly glanced at Tang Anxuan, his tone somewhat unkind.

How could Tang Anxuan not understand Mo Wuji's meaning? He quickly bowed and said, "Senior, please follow me. That Golden Horned Purple Dragon is doing very well now. We haven't mistreated it at all."

"Lead the way," Mo Wuji said without hesitation.

As someone who had stayed in the Immortal World, Mo Wuji naturally knew about the Golden Horned Purple Dragon. Even the Immortal World probably no longer had this type of dragon. There was actually a mutated Golden Horned Purple Dragon in the Cultivation World. He didn't intend to suck away the essence blood of this Golden Horned Purple Dragon like Shenmeng Mountain. However, he really wanted to ask how this Golden Horned Purple Dragon came to be.

…

As the number one sect in Haiyi Continent, Shenmeng Mountain indeed had the confidence.

Before the group even approached the huge Spirit Marrow Pool, they felt an extremely rich spiritual energy. Mo Wuji also sighed in his heart. Back when he was in the Cultivation World, if he could cultivate in this kind of Spirit Marrow Pool, where would he need to search for cultivation resources everywhere?

The spiritual energy in the Spirit Marrow Pool was so rich that it condensed into visible mist. A Purple Dragon, less than two zhang long, was locked in the middle of the Spirit Marrow Pool by four chains.

The horns on this Purple Dragon's head were indeed golden. It seemed this was indeed a Golden Horned Purple Dragon.

"Purple Dragon Brother, I'm sorry. You saved me, but I implicated you, causing you to be captured by Shenmeng Mountain." As soon as he reached the outside of the Spirit Marrow Pool, Lou Yang said with extreme shame.

"They don't dare to kill me. Eventually, this sect will be crushed into dust by my parents. Oh, this bird seems to be extraordinary." The Golden Horned Purple Dragon was good at shirking responsibility. Not only could it speak, but its tone was also very arrogant. It finally noticed Shuaiguo on Mo Wuji's shoulder and exclaimed in surprise.

"Oh, do you know the origin of this bird?" Mo Wuji quickly asked.

Shuaiguo could be considered his pet beast, but until now, he didn't know Shuaiguo's origin. If this Purple Dragon knew, he wanted to ask.

"Purple Dragon Brother, this Senior is here to save you." Lou Yang knew the Golden Horned Purple Dragon was arrogant and worried about offending Mo Wuji, so he quickly said.

Before the Golden Horned Purple Dragon could speak, Mo Wuji raised his hand and grabbed a few times. The four thick chains and restrictions directly collapsed, and the Golden Horned Purple Dragon landed safely on the edge of the Spirit Marrow Pool.

"Friend is so powerful. Thank you, Friend, for saving my life." This Golden Horned Purple Dragon's EQ was not low. As soon as it was free, it nodded to Mo Wuji in thanks.

"Let's leave here before we talk." Mo Wuji knew that the inheritance of a divine beast like the Purple Dragon must be extraordinary. He had many things to ask the Purple Dragon, so he naturally didn't want to waste time here.

"Wait…" After the Golden Horned Purple Dragon called out, it suddenly turned around and sucked at the Spirit Marrow Pool. A rich spiritual power turned into a white stream and was sucked away by the Golden Horned Purple Dragon.

The spiritual energy in the Immortal Marrow Pool noticeably thinned. The Golden Horned Purple Dragon didn't stop and sucked several more times.

Amidst the pleading gazes of Tang Anxuan and others, the Golden Horned Purple Dragon forcibly sucked away most of the spiritual energy in the Spirit Marrow Pool before stopping. "We can go now."

Shuaiguo looked at the Golden Horned Purple Dragon with envy. Unfortunately, it didn't have such great abilities. If it had such abilities, this old timer would have been the one sucking the spirit energy, how could it be this little Purple Dragon's turn?

Mo Wuji raised his hand and grabbed. Shenmeng Mountain's mountain protection array was like paper, directly torn open by Mo Wuji. Then, Mo Wuji swept his hand, and the Lou family of three and the Golden Horned Purple Dragon beside him were all swept away, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

Seeing Mo Wuji leave, Tang Anxuan immediately said, "Quickly tell the Immortal World that someone has destroyed my Shenmeng Mountain."

"But now that Uncle Ling Lian has fallen, we don't have the ability to communicate with the Immortal World…" Xing Feng said subconsciously.

"Even if we activate the Blood Sacrifice Array, we must convey this matter to the Immortal World, otherwise my Shenmeng Mountain is not far from destruction. No matter who this person is, daring to bully my Shenmeng Mountain will not end like this." Tang Anxuan said through gritted teeth. If Mo Wuji was still there, he would definitely be impressed that the same person could have several completely different expressions in such a short time.

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A dozen breaths later, Mo Wuji stopped at the top of a giant peak. Lou Fuchi and his wife and Lou Yang all landed beside him. The Golden Horned Purple Dragon asked in surprise as soon as it landed, "Friend is not a cultivator from the Cultivation World? But from the Immortal World?"

Seeing that he was perceptive, Mo Wuji nodded and said, "That's right. I have some things to ask you later."

Lou Fuchi and his wife were very perceptive. They knew that Mo Wuji had something to do with the Golden Horned Purple Dragon, so they immediately thanked Mo Wuji for saving their lives and bid farewell.

Mo Wuji took out a flying ship and handed it to Lou Fuchi, "This is a Level 2 Immortal artifact flying ship. I'll give it to you."

"Ah…" Qu Lin exclaimed. Even in Shenmeng Mountain, Immortal artifacts were treasures of the sect, mainly because Immortal World Immortal artifacts were difficult to bring to the Cultivation World.

Lou Fuchi was also shocked when he heard that it was a Level 2 Immortal artifact. He quickly declined, "Senior, this is too valuable, I dare not accept it. We haven't repaid Senior's life-saving grace, how dare we accept Senior's things?"

Mo Wuji waved his hand with a smile, "This is really not a valuable thing for me. You should still accept it. In case the people of Shenmeng Mountain have any bad intentions, you also have a way to escape."

He might as well help someone through to the end, this Level 2 Immortal artifact was really nothing to Mo Wuji. His own magic weapon was already a Level 7 flying shuttle.

Thinking of Mo Wuji's earth-shattering methods, Lou Fuchi also understood that Mo Wuji was telling the truth. He also knew that their family couldn't give Mo Wuji anything, so he quickly thanked him and left quickly with Qu Lin and Lou Yang.

"My name is Mo Wuji." After the Lou family of three left, Mo Wuji cupped his fists and said.

This Golden Horned Purple Dragon's strength was far inferior to his now, but every Golden Horned Purple Dragon was an existence against the heavens, and would definitely be a powerful figure in the future. Mo Wuji didn't want to have an unpleasant relationship with this kind of powerhouse, and besides, he had saved the Golden Horned Purple Dragon's life.

"My name is Yan Li. Thank you again, Friend, for saving my life." The Golden Horned Purple Dragon was also very polite. After saying that, it directly coiled its body and sat on a boulder, seemingly waiting for Mo Wuji to state his conditions.

"Aren't all dragons surnamed Ao?" Mo Wuji asked in confusion.

Yan Li said, "My Golden Horned Purple Dragon clan is surnamed Yan. What is the Ao surname?"

Mo Wuji didn't know the intricacies of this, and he was too lazy to ask, so he simply got straight to the point, "I know that Golden Horned Purple Dragons generally don't exist in the Cultivation World, and even the Immortal World has very few. How did you appear in Haiyi Continent?"

Yan Li's IQ was obviously not low. It didn't directly answer Mo Wuji's question, but instead asked, "Friend Mo, if I'm not mistaken, you should be from the Immortal World and want to ask how to go back, right?"

Mo Wuji cupped his fists, his tone a little excited, "Exactly. I accidentally left the Immortal World and can't find my way back. I would like to ask Friend Yan if you know how to return to the Immortal World?"

Yan Li was silent for a while, then looked Mo Wuji up and down before saying, "Doesn't Friend Mo plan to drink my blood? Or do you want to draw some of my blood?"

Mo Wuji laughed, "Do you think everyone is like Shenmeng Mountain? I saved you just as a matter of convenience. Don't say you're just a young mutated divine beast, even if you were a world-opening adult divine beast, I don't plan to drink your blood."

"Friend Mo, is this really true?" Yan Li immediately jumped down from the boulder and asked eagerly.

Mo Wuji said seriously, "Of course it's true. I, Mo Wuji, wouldn't deceive you."

"Good, Brother Mo, I've made you my friend. I really know how to enter the Immortal World, and there's more than one way…" Yan Li said excitedly. It didn't expect that there would be someone who didn't covet its essence blood.

"Tell me quickly." Mo Wuji said even more eagerly. He felt that his days of wandering in the Cultivation Starry Sky Boundary were coming to an end.

(That's all for today's update, friends. Good evening, and please give me your recommendation tickets!)