Chapter 165: Roar of the Dragon God

Bang——!!!

A thunderous roar exploded in the air!

That colossal purple illusion of the Dragon God, which nearly engulfed XiXi, suddenly froze in place…

Then, like dissipating smoke, it burst backward at breakneck speed.

With a heavy thud, it slammed into the ground, carving countless splintered crevices in the blue stone pavement of the Grand Plaza!

At that very moment, XiXi’s true form was laid bare for all to see.

Purple flames danced around her delicate, lotus-like arms, transforming her entire limb into a vivid shade of purple!

They coiled and twisted like a purple serpentine dragon!

The pulsating violet fire writhed like a dragon’s fiery breath, instantly scorching the surrounding air!

A divine pattern, resembling the Purple-Flame Serpent Spear Fire-Tipped Spear, carved itself between her brows, so lifelike it seemed real.

It was as if a tiny snake had been etched onto her forehead!

Her eyes ignited with purple flames that converted the golden blaze of her Golden Furnace Fire Glazed Body into a searing purple inferno!

XiXi’s eyes fluttered while her small leg held firm in a forward, sideways kick.

The fearsome Dragon God form of Little Prince Ji Haihui had just been sent flying by her kick!

Her blazing purple gaze, filled with disdain, swept over Little Prince Ji Haihui, who stood barely ten yards away.

In the very moment she retracted her kicking foot,

and as it met the ground,

it struck like a boulder plunging into a lake!

Boom——!

A surge of overwhelming pressure erupted from XiXi’s very being.

Whoosh——!

Fierce winds rose into towering waves, forming concentric ripples that radiated in every direction!

Without a word,

the tiny XiXi boldly stepped forward, transforming in an instant into a streak of purple lightning!

Quick!

Moving at an extreme pace!

In a heartbeat, she materialized in front of the momentarily recovered Little Prince Ji Haihui.

Wild purple flames flickered as an oppressive force, as crushing as a collapsing mountain, bore down on him!

That force coalesced into a chubby, clenched fist!

Little Prince Ji Haihui was kicked into the air, dazed, and in that fleeting instant…

his eyes, now filled with a frenzied purple glow, fell into complete madness as an unexplainable stimulation ignited the flames coursing through his veins!

He lost all control…

Absolutely none at all!

Ji Haihui’s will shattered as the purple Dragon God illusion grew ever more solid, nearly obscuring his form entirely!

His dragon claw lunged out, aiming to collide with XiXi’s fierce punch!

The two streams of purple power collided!

In an instant, they exploded, sending countless ripples of scorching purple energy radiating outward!

It was as if thunder rumbled and a dragon roared in anger!

The explosive force seemed to drain the very air from the Grand Plaza!

Bang——!

Little Prince Ji Haihui’s dragon claw shattered instantly, pierced by that fearsome force.

But almost immediately, tendrils of purple energy spread out and reformed a new dragon claw, relentlessly slamming down!

Thud——!

The ground buckled below as blue stones shattered and rocks and sand erupted in every direction!

XiXi’s tiny foot barely kissed the ground, moving nimbly like a leaf swept up by a wild wind.

She reappeared behind Little Prince Ji Haihui and, with a swift twist of her waist, unleashed a resounding strike…

Her foot hammered against him, forcefully hurling his bulky frame away.

It was as effortless as kicking a ball!

The slight XiXi, as buoyant as a helium balloon, drifted gracefully, her toe shimmering as she moved.

Incredibly agile!

Her speed was nearly impossible to track.

A roar escaped Little Prince Ji Haihui as his entire body became enveloped in dense purple energy!

His figure grew almost unrecognizable.

Within those bewitching purple eyes, both ferocious rage and sheer terror surged forth!

It was as if some deep-seated, primordial fear had been awakened within his blood!

Bang bang bang——!

A counterattack!

The Dragon God illusion adopted by Little Prince Ji Haihui surged forth with startling speed; the dragon’s head bared razor-sharp fangs, and amidst swirling purple qi, it whipped up a furious storm and roared!

He charged with blistering speed, each stride bursting with immense force!

The air churned as mud and sand were thrown into the chaos!

The entire Grand Plaza trembled violently, as if about to be overturned!

Children gathered at the edge of the plaza watched in horrified silence!

The tremors and vibrating sound waves in the air felt like electric shocks that sent chills through their bodies.

Hai Chaosheng, Gong Yuanliang, and Gongyang Xiu barely had time to applaud XiXi before fear made them stagger back!

Was this really a clash between four- and five-year-olds?

They were just kids—how could they be so powerful?!

It was simply overwhelming!

Even Chubby Kid stopped stuffing food into his mouth, his face trembling uncontrollably.

“Is this what bloodline talent looks like? It’s terrifying… Could the Martial Saint bloodline really be this formidable?”

Chubby Kid gasped in astonishment.

“No… It’s not just the Martial Saint Ji Mo Li’s bloodline—it carries his mother’s blood as well…”

Yun’e spoke softly from the side.

“Rumor has it that Little Prince Ji Haihui’s mother is none other than an overseas Dragon Maiden!”

Yun’e continued.

Chubby Kid’s face trembled, “An overseas Dragon Maiden?! Isn’t that inhuman? My goodness, does Ji Mo Li have such extravagant tastes?”

Yun’e shook her head, “Of course, it’s just a rumor. Whether Little Prince’s mother is truly a Dragon Maiden, who can say…”

“King Ping Luan has suppressed the news tightly; only a few top experts know the truth.”

“But judging by Little Prince’s bloodline talent, that rumor seems likely.”

Elsewhere,

Nan Lihuo, Wang Kuyu, and others were equally stunned by the ferocity of the battle.

The duel between these two little ones rivaled the brutal skirmishes of veteran martial masters!

In terms of explosive power and destructive force, they were nearly equal!

Even the overwhelming pressure would have easily overwhelmed ordinary masters!

They were nothing short of two little monsters!

Together, they were not even ten years old!

Wang Kuyu frowned, his eyes filled with an odd gleam, “What’s going on here?”

“Could it be… that XiXi also possesses bloodline talent?”

Wang Kuyu drew a deep breath, lost in thought.

Watching XiXi overpower Little Prince Ji Haihui, he couldn’t help but speculate.

Nan Lihuo’s eyes flickered as he shook his head slightly.

“Bloodline talent… that’s impossible.”

“Li Che and Zhang Ya both have ordinary bloodlines—not even noble.”

“Could it be a bloodline mutation? Perhaps caused by that incident at the Eight-Armed Yulian Furious Third Prince Bizarre Temple?”

Nan Lihuo murmured to himself.

He recalled the talent XiXi displayed in the Golden Divine Hall.

He wondered if her bloodline had transformed within the Golden Divine Hall.

He didn’t consider the possibility of her obtaining the Four Supreme Mythical Weapon.

That notion was far too far-fetched.

Yet when he sent XiXi into the Golden Divine Hall, she emerged with a divine beast butterfly, causing strange changes at the Heavenly King’s Tower and Divine Sanctuary.

“Could this be divine fate?”

“The divine fate XiXi earned in the Golden Divine Hall!”

Nan Lihuo declared.

Wang Kuyu suddenly understood.

That’s it!

This little girl must have entered the Golden Heavenly King’s Divine Hall!

When XiXi soared to second place on the Daocheng Prodigy List, it shook the entire city.

Now, everything made sense!

Nan Lihuo’s eyes brightened with clarity!

Wang Kuyu also looked over, and the two exchanged knowing glances.

Exactly!

Divine Fate!

A unique favor bestowed by the Temple Spirit, an inexplicable bond forged by pure fate.

It was Divine Fate!

“If that’s the case… with the upcoming Temple Spirit Resonance, XiXi might even have a chance to claim the top spot!”

……

……

A hundred zhang away from Golden Light Peak.

Lu Yao and Monitor fell into silence.

Watching the sudden reversal on the Grand Plaza, they were momentarily at a loss for words.

“Li Keqing, are you secretly a Martial Saint?” Lu Yao teased, glancing at Li Che.

If it weren’t for the Martial Saint bloodline, how could this little girl be so formidable?

Li Che smiled, his eyes sparkling as he deduced the reason.

The Feilei Chess Piece he had hidden within XiXi finally sensed movement from the Purple-Flame Serpent Spear Fire-Tipped Spear concealed in her arm!

This Four Supreme Mythical Weapon was naturally far beyond what XiXi could currently control.

But…

Activating it intentionally was an entirely different matter!

Li Che stroked his chin, entering research mode.

Does the power of a dragon trigger the Purple-Flame Serpent Spear Fire-Tipped Spear?

Perhaps… this is the path to help XiXi master the Fire-Tipped Spear?

……

……

Everyone fell silent.

On the Grand Plaza, all was quiet except for the clashing sounds and roaring qi from their duel.

The purple flame pattern on XiXi’s brow shimmered with intensity.

Her eyes, alight with purple fire, pulsed suddenly, filling her with an incredible sense of power!

Energy surged relentlessly from the little spear in her arm!

XiXi felt an immense surge of strength!

When one grows strong, transformation is bound to follow!

In a high-pitched, childish cheer,

she pressed both arms down and leaped into the air; her chubby little feet tapped gently on the shattered ground.

Mid-air, she oriented herself toward the ferocious purple dragon head of Little Prince Ji Haihui and stomped down heavily!

Bang——!

The purple energy exploded as if a water balloon had been squeezed until it burst!

The once formidable purple dragon head shattered in an instant.

Yet, as it reformed, countless strands of purple energy converged as if taking root.

But amid the dragon head’s reassembly,

XiXi seized the momentum from its explosion to flip and ride atop the purple Dragon God illusion.

Her two tender, white feet lifted, with even her big toe giving a joyful little twitch!

XiXi was riding the dragon!

How joyful!

From now on, XiXi had a new hobby!

Fighting, riding dragons, and setting off fireworks!

Roar——!

The purple dragon formed by Little Prince Ji Haihui roared repeatedly, thrashing and struggling relentlessly!

Its reformed head opened and closed, unleashing waves of blistering heat!

“Ah——!”

“Behave yourself!”

XiXi shouted loudly!

In the next moment, her arm lifted, bathed in a transparent purple glow as swirling flames danced brilliantly along her limb!

Despite her small stature, she harnessed an incredibly fearsome power!

She hurled a mighty punch!

It struck like a collapsing mountain!

The blow hammered into the neck of Little Prince Ji Haihui’s dragon illusion as if overwhelmed by an oppressive force.

Thud—

It slammed into the ground with the weight of surrender.

The earth sank by over a foot, fracturing into radioactive, spiderweb-like cracks that spread menacingly!

Seen from above, it resembled a blooming purple flower!

Mud, rubble, and shattered stones erupted across the Grand Plaza with a resounding roar!

A billowing cloud of dust exploded, instantly obscuring everything like a heavy curtain!

Blocking everyone’s view.

Then came screams and struggles—sounds like a dragon’s roar mixed with the frantic cries of a slaughterhouse…

It was as if a gigantic loach were writhing mercilessly in the mud!

Boom!

The ground trembled once again…

Dust and debris spread like rolling waves.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom——!!!

The relentless explosions pounded as though an enormous hammer were ceaselessly striking something…

The sound sent shivers down spines, rendering everyone weak and numb.

In the distance,

Grandmaster Xue Dufu’s expression darkened.

Such a battle escalation was something he never expected…

Little Prince Ji Haihui, who had once exuded arrogance, was now suppressed and ruthlessly beaten while pinned to the ground!

He had even unleashed his bloodline talent!

Xue Dufu’s face turned grim, hints of dilemma flickering in his eyes.

He hesitated, unsure whether to intervene.

After all, what if Little Prince were to turn the tide?

Xue Dufu’s qi surged, his hair standing on end as the weight of his Grandmaster status conflicted within him.

Just as he was about to act, right before the Divine Temple, Wang Kuyu waved his Dust Whip and executed a formation.

In a silent clash behind the scenes, the Grandmaster and the True Immortal of the Divine Realm dueled in a contest of hidden might.

But their confrontation was behind the scenes—the outcome still depended on the duel between XiXi and Little Prince Ji Haihui.

Neither had probed with Divine Perception.

They merely observed the unfolding chaos with their own eyes!

In the end, Xue Dufu could hold back no longer.

With a cold sneer, he flung his sleeve aside, unleashing a burst of energy.

In an instant, he scattered the swirling dust, revealing the true scene.

At last, the battleground lay exposed.

Xue Dufu’s eyes flew open, his hair bristling, cold sweat soaking his attire.

At that moment, six black-armored soldiers froze; then, with clanging sounds, they unsheathed their Zhanma Dao!

The blades flashed, radiating a lethal aura that swept over the field!

Li Qingshan glowered at the six soldiers, clutching his Goat-Horn Hammer as thunder roared in the distance.

Zhang Qingzheng rolled up his sleeves, a majestic divine aura surging from him.

Zhu Hongdou, fierce and fiery, waved his crimson-banded spear, its explosive flames ready to burst!

The atmosphere instantly grew charged with tension.

The clashing qi of these divine vision experts exploded like crashing waves, splashing countless white frothy streaks everywhere!

A hundred zhang away,

Lu Yao’s eyes glittered as he brushed aside Li Che and Tang Ren, while Monitor calmly strummed his erhu as he descended.

“Deputy Director of the Daocheng Imperial Watch… Lu Yao!”

Xue Dufu’s gaze hardened as he gripped the hatchet at his waist and coldly demanded,

“What is this? The Imperial Watch is an official force of the Great Jing Dynasty. Are you siding with the Divine Sect to bully Little Prince? Aren’t you afraid of retribution?!”

He continued in a cold tone, immediately hurling a massive insult.

Lu Yao, hailing from Daocheng like Wang Kuyu, was a True Immortal of the Divine Realm—arguably even more formidable than Wang Kuyu.

Since Wang Kuyu was known as a gentle soul averse to fighting,

and his breakthrough was only that of a newly promoted True Immortal, Xue Dufu felt emboldened to flaunt his power.

But Lu Yao was different—a Deputy Director of the Daocheng Imperial Watch who had refined his skills over decades, far surpassing Wang Kuyu in depth.

When Lu Yao appeared, Xue Dufu felt a crushing pressure.

Li Che landed on the Grand Plaza before the Divine Temple, his face solemn and resolute.

Surveying the scene, he exhaled deeply.

Because

the dust had finally cleared.

The sight was utterly horrifying.

The purple Dragon God illusion had vanished. Little Prince Ji Haihui, once so proud, now lay with tattered clothes and deep cracks, pinned under XiXi’s weight.

Though his hidden Divine Armor had absorbed each blow from XiXi,

that once seamless protection was now riddled with cracks—as if about to shatter like glass.

Ji Haihui looked as pathetic as if gnawed by stray dogs.

His eyes were vacant, robbed of their earlier light.

Sensing the gazes upon him,

XiXi reluctantly rose and murmured, “So tough…”

Then she unleashed another crushing punch upon the remnants of his divine armor, shattering its protective force into sparkling fragments.

Ji Haihui’s head was driven deep into the ruins.

The little boy lay utterly still.

XiXi quickly hopped to her feet.

Surely, this wouldn’t cost her any compensation, right?

Her wide eyes darted as she surveyed the prone Little Prince.

Her chubby little hand reached hesitantly toward his waist.

A twitch crossed Li Che’s lips.

That familiar gesture… as if he were touching a corpse for the very first time.

“Master Niu Niu said that if you defeat your opponent, you claim his Qian Kun Jade as your spoils!”

XiXi squatted with her small bottom raised, wiggling as she mumbled.

“How dare you!”

Enraged, Xue Dufu stepped forward, his indomitable martial will surging as he instantly appeared beside XiXi—the very moment she reached for Little Prince Ji Haihui’s Qian Kun Jade.

He loomed over her like a ferocious tiger ready to pounce on its prey!

But before XiXi could even feel suffocated, the world spun wildly; when her vision cleared, she found herself at Li Che’s side.

Lu Yao had intervened, gently guiding XiXi over to Li Che.

“A Grandmaster of martial Qi shouting at a little kid—what a disgrace!” Lu Yao remarked coolly.

Xue Dufu, his sleeve billowing in the wind, paid no heed as XiXi was led away.

He had only intended to scare her off.

After beating Little Prince and trying to snatch his Qian Kun Jade, such an act was simply intolerable!

It would be a total embarrassment if a little girl ended up with the Qian Kun Jade—Little Prince’s honor would be completely ruined.

If word of this reached Ji Mo Li, Xue Dufu would surely be blamed and stripped of his position!

“This girl not only beat Little Prince, but now dares to take his Qian Kun Jade. I cannot stand by while he is humiliated!”

Xue Dufu spoke coldly, his tone laden with disdain.

“Beating him is one thing, but taking his Qian Kun Jade is an even greater insult—I won’t allow Little Prince to suffer such humiliation!”

He stated in a cold, resolute tone.

Meeting Lu Yao’s steady gaze, Xue Dufu showed no fear.

Behind him stood King Ping Luan Ji Mo Li, his presence radiating overwhelming authority.

Xue Dufu understood well why Lu Yao of the Daocheng Imperial Watch had chosen to side with the Divine Sect…

It was also because of Little Prince.

Little Prince’s rebellion in Jizhou had dragged on too long, and the Corpse God Sect was ever expanding…

Even the Imperial Court had begun to harbor suspicions about him.

But at that moment, Xue Dufu had to project strength.

“Lu Yao, you lowly Deputy Director of the Daocheng Imperial Watch, how dare you bully my Little Prince… If this reaches his ears, prepare for his retribution!”

Xue Dufu scooped up the seemingly unconscious Little Prince.

With a steely glare, he fixed his gaze on Lu Yao.

Both Lu Yao and Wang Kuyu stood firm.

“Even if the news reaches Little Prince, I, Lu Yao, fear nothing. Li Nuǎnxi is the daughter of a second-ranking official of the Imperial Watch—it’s only proper for me, as Deputy Director, to protect her!”

“Even if this scandal reaches Divine Capital, my position remains unassailable.”

Lu Yao’s hair whipped about as he crossed his arms.

“Besides…”

“When defeated, one must admit it. If your Qian Kun Jade is taken, it only proves you were outmatched.”

“As the saying goes, those who are weak must practice more.”

Lu Yao spoke bluntly, showing no deference despite Xue Dufu being one of Ji Mo Li’s top Grandmasters.

After all, Xue Dufu ranked outside the top five in Ji Mo Li’s roster…

Xue Dufu’s face darkened as the six black-armored soldiers drew their Zhanma Dao, forming an imposing military formation.

Yet it was nothing more than a stalemate.

For Nan Lihuo waved his hand, and all the mountain peaks within the Divine Sect Branch erupted with surges of qi.

Some displayed phantom forms, others revealed divine bases…

Within the sect, not a single cultivator trembled.

Li Qingshan, always quick to temper, nearly charged forward.

But he was halted by Weng Wuyou.

“Don’t be rash—don’t exacerbate the conflict. Do you really want to leave them exposed?” Weng Wuyou grumbled in his old, gravelly voice, “We’re merely putting on a show… preserving face.”

“The Temple Spirit Resonance is imminent; no one wishes to stir up a major incident.”

Li Qingshan begrudgingly put down his Goat-Horn Hammer.

On the snowy mountaintop, the falling snow wailed as it drifted down.

Xue Dufu, cradling Little Prince with his one arm, took a deep breath.

“What a prodigy from Jingguang Prefecture!”

“What a wonder of the Qian Yuan Jin Guang Branch!”

Xue Dufu rhapsodized with three praises, then turned while carrying Little Prince, each step heavy and resonant.

Golden Light Peak trembled beneath his force.

He launched himself, carrying Little Prince in an arcing trajectory toward the Capital, and then propelled away.

The six black-armored soldiers quickly retreated into the air.

XiXi, cradled in Li Che’s arms, suddenly began to struggle.

“Where did you run off to! Remember our bet!” XiXi shouted.

“XiXi, wait for your little slave!” she added cheerfully.

Li Che quickly ruffled her hair.

XiXi immediately clutched her head and pouted in distress.

“Daddy, it hurts…”

Li Che snapped, “What did I teach you? Don’t show off when you’re out—stay low-key. What if you run into an unbeatable foe and get beaten?”

Tearfully, XiXi pouted with her chubby cheeks puffed out.

“Daddy, my hands hurt…”

The little XiXi looked so pitiful.

“Hands hurt? Let Daddy see!”

At that, Li Che’s expression darkened.

He took XiXi’s chubby, lotus-root-like arm.

Since her Fire-Tipped Spear had activated on its own, Li Che worried about affecting her—even though it usually wouldn’t.

Divine Weapons are sentient; once they bond with their master, they recognize them and cannot harm them.

The Mud Pellet between her brows began to glow softly.

Divine Technique… Star Plucking Gaze!

Catching sight of it, Li Che couldn’t help but exclaim in disbelief.

Because… XiXi’s arm had completely transformed!

The flesh was far more resilient, greatly strengthened compared to before!

Now, the tendons, membranes, and muscles in the arm housing her divine weapon were as robust as those of a Furnace Grandmaster!

It was as though the power of the divine weapon was seeping into her very being!

It was akin to a profound body tempering!

It was simply…

Li Che’s heart trembled as he wondered: could the Four Supreme Divine Weapons really have such an effect?!

Should we say that even a Mythical Weapon might produce such results?!

For martial cultivation, this was an immense boon!

Li Che’s eyes glimmered—he began to understand something.

No wonder the limits of martial cultivation were rising; before the advent of the Divine Essence Technique and before the bizarre temple spread, becoming a Grandmaster was nearly impossible.

But now, Martial Saints—and even those beyond—had emerged!

Li Che speculated that perhaps these divine weapons subtly enhanced their owner’s body over time!

One wondered if his own Mythical Weapon, Qi Tian Face, might possess such a strengthening effect?

But his Qi Tian Face was only a fractured Mythical Weapon…

Perhaps only when he gathered the complete set could its true power be unlocked.

After confirming XiXi was alright,

Li Che exhaled deeply, finally relaxing.

That little girl… was truly formidable.

When XiXi mentioned her pain, Li Che’s heart tensed in worry,

fearing that Grandmaster Xue Dufu might have hurt her…

His murderous intent nearly flared anew.

Yet even as that lethal intent stirred, it did not fully abate.

Li Che carefully examined her—not just her arm, but her entire body—until he was sure she’d never been in better shape.

Only then did his worry completely wane.

XiXi’s fists, slightly reddened from her earlier excitement, hinted that she had smashed with all her might.

Moreover, under Li Che’s Star Plucking Gaze, the little spear embedded in her arm— the Purple-Flame Serpent Spear Fire-Tipped Spear—had fallen silent after pummeling Little Prince with the Dragon God’s Purple Gaze.

Li Che even sensed a tinge of regret and boredom in his foe’s energy—a dissatisfaction, as if the dragon had not struck as decisively as it should have…

as if it longed for a more satisfying blow.

Li Che murmured, “……”

It felt as though a fresh burst of personality had struck him.

Yet his Star Plucking Gaze shone brightly as he observed the tip of the Purple-Flame Serpent Spear Fire-Tipped Spear in XiXi’s arm, from which a wisp of purple qi emerged like a fledgling dragon…

It twisted slenderly, snaking like scales on a python, like the body of a crocodile, like a dragon sprouting two horns!

It swirled continuously, reminiscent of fragrant agarwood drifting on the breeze.

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