The rain continued to fall in front of the Lingyin Temple.
Guang Liang had already gone back, leaving only Ao Qing’s group and Bai Su Zhen outside the temple.
The cool wind stirred the rain, carrying the chill of late autumn.
Ao Qing turned his head and met Bai Su Zhen’s gaze.
Seeing him look over, Bai Su Zhen nodded slightly and bowed.
“Bai Su Zhen, a disciple of the Lady of Mount Li, greets the West Lake Dragon King.”
“These past days, I thank the Dragon King for taking care of Qing’er.”
Ao Qing returned the salute, glanced at Little Qing who was happily following behind Bai Su Zhen, and laughed, “White Miss, you exaggerate. Qing’er has a lively personality, she’s clever and cute, it’s not like I took care of her.”
“But what brings you, Miss, to this Buddhist holy land?”
Bai Su Zhen turned back to look at the temple behind her and remembered her master’s words. She sighed softly.
“It’s a long story. It’s just some setbacks on my path of cultivation.”
She picked out the details about her upcoming tribulation and selectively told Ao Qing.
Just because of these few words.
She had already visited several temples and Taoist temples, but none could provide a satisfactory answer.
Now, she heard that the Heavenly Dragon-Subduing Arhat was undergoing a tribulation here.
Bai Su Zhen thought that, as fellow tribulation-goers, they might share common ground, so she came here to visit.
But she didn’t expect that the Arhat had gone down the mountain.
Sighing softly, Bai Su Zhen said helplessly, “Perhaps the Arhat truly has divine powers but is unwilling to answer me, so he found this excuse.”
She was a little troubled.
Some things are like this. It’s better not to know. Knowing only adds to the torment.
If the Lady of Mount Li hadn’t mentioned a turning point.
Bai Su Zhen gritted her teeth and would have just endured it.
Now that there’s a turning point, she has more choices. She's hesitating and worrying more than before.
After listening to Bai Su Zhen’s description.
Ao Qing raised his eyebrows slightly.
He had a hunch that the turning point the Lady of Mount Li mentioned was him.
After all, he was the only variable that wasn’t in any of the stories.
Ao Qing pondered for a few seconds, gradually solidifying his thoughts. He looked at Bai Su Zhen and said, “I understand your situation, White Miss.”
“Coincidentally, we are also going to find the Dragon-Subduing Venerable. How about we go together?”
Bai Su Zhen thought about it. She had no clue about her love tribulation, and it wouldn’t hurt to follow along and see.
“Alright, I’ll bother the Dragon King for a while.”
…
Qiantang, Chen Family Manor.
A streak of light descended from the sky, landing right at the entrance of the Chen Family’s manor.
The guards at the gate were startled and ran inside the manor, flustered and confused.
Seeing the guards so frightened.
Hua Yun and Little Qing behind Ao Qing both laughed.
Xia Gu looked at Ao Qing, seemingly wanting to ask if she should capture the guards.
Seeing Ao Qing not making a move, she didn’t want to meddle.
The reason Ao Qing didn’t detain the guards was simple.
He was looking for the Dragon-Subduing.
Instead of talking to the guards and having them report it.
It would be better to directly act like a monster, scare the guards, and lure everyone from inside the manor out.
This not only saves time on talking but also avoids the kind of scenario where he’s looked down upon by the guards, and then Ao Qing has to put on a show to save face.
It’s too much trouble.
Just thinking about that scene made Ao Qing feel awkward.
Sure enough, it didn’t take long for there to be movement from inside the Chen Family Manor.
A dozen or so guards, armed with hoes, forks, and other farming tools, rushed out and surrounded Ao Qing and his group.
Bai Su Zhen also looked at Ao Qing, whispering, “Are you going to attack? You’re not going to kill them, right?”
Ao Qing looked at her in surprise, speechless.
“White Miss, your imagination is very rich. But next time, don’t think about it.”
As he spoke, Ao Qing raised his left hand and pressed it down gently.
Boom!
A loud thunderclap rang out in the sky, and brilliant lightning descended from the sky, transforming into several arcs of electricity, directly stunning the guards surrounding him.
As a True Immortal-level dragon, Ao Qing was not only adept at controlling clouds and rain but also had deep mastery of thunder techniques.
Now, the lightning fell, perfectly controlled by him, only stunning the guards surrounding him.
The reason he directly attacked was still for the reason mentioned earlier.
Ao Qing didn’t want to engage in verbal sparring with these guards, which might require him to prove himself, which would be stupid.
Ao Qing lowered his hand and looked towards the entrance of the Chen Family Manor.
“Is the Dragon-Subduing Arhat here?”
Inside the Chen Family Manor, Chen Liang’s parents looked at each other, not understanding who the monster at the door was calling for.
But the Taoist priest, who had been invited by Chen Liang’s father to capture monsters, narrowed his eyes and looked at the monk hiding with him.
“Are you the Dragon-Subduing Arhat?”
The Taoist priest traveled the world. Although his skills were mediocre, he was experienced and smart.
The ‘demon’ at the door unleashed thunderous lightning with a single hand, his abilities were formidable, there was no need to lie.
He said there was a Dragon-Subduing Arhat in the yard, so he was probably telling the truth.
Looking around, only the monk next to him was a possibility.
Daoji, who looked crazy and delirious, scratched his head and laughed.
“How is that possible? This monk is just an ordinary person.”
At this moment, Ao Qing’s voice rang out again from outside.
“Ao Qing of the East Sea Dragon Clan, accompanied by Bai Su Zhen, a disciple of the Lady of Mount Li, is here to pay a visit. Will the Arhat truly not see us?”
As soon as these words were spoken, the Taoist priest gasped in shock, his legs buckled, and he hid even further.
“Monk, you’re lying! Beware of the Buddha punishing you.”
Daoji, wearing a patched-up monk’s robe, reached into his clothes and rubbed them, reluctantly getting up.
“Little dragon outside, stop calling. This monk is moving, isn’t he?”