The Dragon Girl Mingzhu

Behind the beaded curtain, however, it was not the hazy and intimate scene Nan Zhi had imagined. Instead, a gorgeous dragon girl was coiled on the giant clam shell bed.

Her skin had hints of water-blue, and from between her brows to her forehead, there were pale blue dragon scales that gradually faded into her red hair. A pair of water-blue dragon horns, as large as elk antlers, grew from her forehead.

She wore coral hairpins and pearl-clam ornaments, her semi-private parts covered by dragon scales. She was dressed in a dark blue Jiao Silk flowy immortal dress that shimmered like flowing seawater. Her eyes were narrow and long, full of seductive affection and charm, exuding an endless, flirtatious allure.

Kneeling below the clam bed was a fair-skinned Sea Dragon man with skin like snow. He stared up at the dragon girl with a dazed expression, his eyes filled with obsession.

“My little darling, seeing you like this truly breaks my heart.”

The dragon girl extended a finger, gently lifting the man's chin as she teased, “How about I recruit you to be the fifty-sixth consort of my Rakshasa Sea Palace?”

“I would love nothing more.”

The Sea Dragon man’s face lit up with joy. He stared blankly at the dragon girl, his long tail silently wrapping around the clam shell bed and rubbing against her calf in an affectionate, clingy manner.

The cold fragrance in the air grew heavier. The dragon girl let out a giggling laugh, pinching the man’s tongue as if playing with a small pet, pulling out a trace of intimate silver saliva.

Nan Zhi, who had been single since birth, instantly blushed to her ears.

She had definitely walked into the wrong room, hadn't she?!

Was this something she was allowed to watch for free???

Nan Zhi swore that she had really just followed those two Wuwei Sect disciples all the way in.

“A disciple just reported that a rogue cultivator discovered traces of a low-level Zhemu Sky Demon near the treasure ship.”

Suddenly, someone spoke from the corner, causing the intimate atmosphere in the room to instantly vanish. The dragon girl rolled her eyes elegantly and slowly began to play with her long nails, “I say, Grand Master Zong, you really are a mood killer. No wonder the female foxes of Qingqiu look down on you. If it were me, I would also find you incredibly stiff and boring. I really don't know why anyone would think we are a couple.”

Only then did Nan Zhi realize with a start that there was actually a third person in the room besides the dragon girl and the Sea Dragon man. It was just that the person's aura was extremely well-concealed, and since he hadn't spoken a word, he was easily overlooked.

—As it turned out, he was a middle-aged cultivator in his early forties, wearing a crow-feather cloak.

“A great matter is at hand, yet you still have the mind for romance. Heh.”

The cultivator sat before a small coral table, his expression grave as he held the report sent in by the Wuwei Sect disciples: “After half a year of planning, the Splendid Platform traveled through the Wuwang Sea of the East and North Provinces as usual, and we have finally reaped some rewards. Low-level Sky Demons are usually controlled by high-level ones. Since this creature has appeared near the treasure ship, we must not be far from that Nascent Soul Sky Demon’s lair from back then.”

“Back then, I severed one of its arms, and it has held a grudge against me ever since. If it discovers the tracks of the Splendid Platform, it will surely retaliate in a frenzy. This is the perfect opportunity for me to slay it once and for all.”

The dragon girl patted the Sea Dragon man’s face, gesturing for him to leave. Once he departed, she sat up, her face completely cold.

“If my father hadn't planned on letting that despicable flood dragon take over the Rakshasa Sea Market, I wouldn't have had to take such a risk. He is utterly incompetent. He was actually trapped by a mere human during his dragon transformation and wasted decades in the Great Song. Now, he actually has the nerve to come and snatch the Rakshasa Sea Market that I worked so hard to build?!”

The dragon girl’s eyes grew sharp, brimming with killing intent: “I have already had someone leak information to him. If he really dares to come, I will make sure he is buried at the bottom of this Wuwang Sea! Even if my father holds me accountable then, I will naturally have an excuse to extricate myself. After all, everyone in the world knows that you, Master Zong Zheng, are hopelessly in love with the Dragon Girl Mingzhu and spend your days drinking in the Haifang Market. If you happened to run into the flood dragon colluding with the Sky Demon to ambush me while you were enjoying my company, it would only be natural for you to strike. When that time comes, who in the Wuwei Sect or among the Sea Clan could possibly point a finger of blame?”

“That flood dragon knows you are fighting the Nascent Soul Sky Demon, so he will surely want to reap the benefits of your conflict, harm you, and usurp the position of Market Master. No wonder you were willing to pay such a hefty price to invite me to secretly assist you.”

The Taoist shook his head, unable to help but sigh, “In terms of schemes and methods, that flood dragon is truly no match for you. If he really dares to come, I fear he will never return.”

The human and dragon before her actually had grand backgrounds!

One was the son of the Wuwei Sect leader, the Nascent Soul cultivator Zong Zheng.

The other was the master of the Rakshasa Sea Market, the Dragon Girl Ao Mingzhu.

Nan Zhi was secretly astonished, guessing that the “despicable” flood dragon the dragon girl spoke of was likely Lord Jiao, whom she had encountered in the past.

Back then, Lord Jiao had wanted to capture her to play with his children. Hearing his name again, he was now entangled in the internal struggles of the Sea Clan.

Nan Zhi also managed to untangle the relationships between these individuals.

Lord Jiao wanted to kill the dragon girl, but as luck would have it, the dragon girl also wanted to kill him. Thus, she had set up this elaborate trap, intending to resolve both the Nascent Soul Sky Demon and Lord Jiao in this remote corner of the Wuwang Sea.

And this Master Zong Zheng was the helper the dragon girl had invited to assist her.

Lord Jiao, the Sky Demon, Zong Zheng, and the dragon girl.

If a chaotic battle broke out, it would be four Nascent Soul cultivators fighting on the same stage. It would surely be an incredibly spectacular sight.

Nan Zhi wrapped her Spirit Swallowing Grass blanket tighter around herself, her heart pounding with excitement and anticipation.

The two Nascent Soul cultivators meticulously laid out their plans, detail by detail. They not only considered the lives of the cultivators on the Splendid Platform but also casually decided Lord Jiao’s life and death.

Nan Zhi nodded as she listened, a sigh of relief escaping her heart.

—She had underestimated the intelligence of the people in this game world.

The dragon girl was not entirely unprepared for this demon-slaying operation.

With thirty-seven late-stage Golden Core cultivators on the Splendid Platform across the four lineages of Alchemy, Formations, Talismans, and Swords, along with the assistance of Zong Zheng, a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, and the dragon girl herself at the Demon Soul stage, slaying a wounded Nascent Soul Sky Demon and a flood dragon that had only recently transformed into a dragon was indeed more than enough.

It seemed that the Wuwei Sect operated quite differently from the Qingjing Sect.

Nan Zhi’s gaze fell upon Zong Zheng, studying him closely.

Rumor had it that this Master Zong was wild and undisciplined, acting quite erratically. He had supposedly fallen in love with the dragon girl at first sight, and after being rejected, he had thrown tantrums, crying and drinking every day.

But listening to their conversation, it seemed there was more to the story?

“?”

Zong Zheng suddenly looked toward Nan Zhi’s direction, his brow furrowing deeply.

Seeing this, the dragon girl immediately laughed in mockery: “What are you afraid of? There are formations both inside and outside the room. Once any spell is cast, it leaves a trace. Do you actually think someone could bypass layers of formations, enter this room, and eavesdrop on our conversation?”

Nan Zhi: “...”

She didn't dare to move, not even a muscle.

“The Four Provinces are vast, and there is no shortage of wonders. Spiritual-concealing items are as vast as the sea. It is said that in our sect’s treasury, there is a kerchief woven from Spirit Swallowing Grass that can shield one’s divine sense from anyone below the Deity Transformation stage, a rare treasure of our sect. Unfortunately, over the past few centuries, the spiritual energy of the Four Provinces has dried up, and Spirit Swallowing Grass has become extremely difficult to find. Perhaps only the South Province still has a patch of it remaining. Perhaps I've just been overthinking and acting paranoid lately.”

Zong Zheng rubbed his temples, his expression somewhat unnatural: “I only hope that after slaying that troublesome flood dragon, the Dragon Girl can honor our agreement and travel to the Kingdom of Qingqiu on my behalf—”

“Isn't it just to help you find out which Qingqiu fox girl slept with you back then, only to turn her back on you and kick you out? That's simple enough.”

The dragon girl raised her eyebrows, her gorgeous face filled with schadenfreude: “That fox girl is truly a role model for our kind. Not only did she force the former number one genius of the Wuwei Sect to spend a night of passion with her, but she also turned completely heartless, leaving you pining for her for over a decade. Everyone in your Wuwei Sect actually believes that the heartless female cultivator who abandoned you was me. Hehehe, it truly is hilarious.”