Chapter 104: A Matter of Character

Primordial Era: Qingxu Sun and Moon in the Azure Void 3280 words 2026-03-24 23:10:12

Shattering the primordial void was no trivial feat. The barriers of the boundless cosmos were terrifyingly resilient, unshakable without the power of a Daluo Golden Immortal, and traversing such space was fraught with peril. One had to contend not only with the crushing forces of the void but also with the risk of becoming hopelessly lost within it. For those below the Quasi-Saint realm, losing oneself in the void was a near-certain death sentence.

Clearly, the newcomer was formidable—very likely a mid-stage Daluo Golden Immortal or higher.

He wore a golden dragon crown that bound his hair skyward, an imperial robe embroidered with splendid patterns befitting a sovereign, and boots that seemed to chase the waves of the four seas. Most striking were the pair of half-foot forked deer antlers on either side of his forehead, drawing all eyes.

“The Dragon King of the North Sea?” Upon seeing the visitor’s appearance and attire, Qingxu’s heart tightened. He was no fool. Having previously encountered the Ao brothers and obtained the twelve Sea-Calming Divine Pearls, now that Ao Bei, the North Sea Dragon King, had arrived, Qingxu would never believe it was mere coincidence. Nine times out of ten, he had come for him.

“Could it be that the life-and-death tribulation spoken of by Daoist Bailong is embodied in this North Sea Dragon King Ao Bei?” With this thought, Qingxu felt a weight lift from his heart. Though Ao Bei’s cultivation was high, Qingxu was confident that even if he could not overpower him, he could still escape unscathed. Besides, with the Ren Gui Radiant Veil in hand, even a Daluo Golden Immortal would have difficulty sensing him. What was there to fear?

With a sharp sound, Ao Bei burst forth from the void. The rift behind him, deprived of magical support, began to close, sending ripples through the void. These ripples were no ordinary waves; below the Earth Immortal realm, even a single touch could pulverize body and spirit alike.

“Fellow Daoist, are you the North Sea Dragon King Ao Bei? I, Xuanhuang, salute you,” Qingxu greeted respectfully.

“Ao Bei greets you, fellow Daoist. My visit is not without purpose. Recently, a rogue stole a treasured relic from my clan. I trouble you to assist me—though I regret the imposition—and my reasons for coming are twofold: to reclaim that treasure and to invite you to relocate to the Water Mansion as a token of gratitude,” Ao Bei said with a warm, friendly smile, though inwardly he sneered. “If you agree, once inside the Dragon Palace, I will join forces with the Ten Elders to eliminate you. If you refuse, I will bind you with the Dragon-Capturing Rope and slay you with the Heavenly Punishment Blade—thus sparing myself the trouble.”

“Treasure? What treasure? I have seen no such thing. As for moving to the Dragon Palace, perhaps another time. I have matters to attend to now, so I won’t trouble you further. Farewell,” Qingxu replied with a bow, turning to leave.

“Trying to escape? Stay!” Ao Bei sneered and unleashed the Dragon-Capturing Rope, which slithered like a serpent toward Qingxu.

Though Qingxu spoke of taking his leave, his eyes and ears were alert in all directions. As Ao Bei deployed the rope, Qingxu immediately split into over a dozen clones, scattering away. None were illusions; all were real, indistinguishable even to a Daluo Golden Immortal’s keen eyes.

Seeing this, Ao Bei smirked with contempt and flicked his fingers. The serpentine Dragon-Capturing Rope multiplied, doubling, then quadrupling, until thousands of strands blanketed the sky and earth in a golden, radiant glow. The light enveloped the numerous Qingxus, instantly dispelling all but one.

“What a formidable treasure, no less fearsome than Master Liu Sun’s Immortal-Binding Rope. Even the mere spiritual radiance gives me no place to hide. But capturing me won’t be so easy,” Qingxu thought, waving his hand to summon a surge of golden light that pushed back the net, refusing to yield.

“Hahaha! This treasure is extraordinary, yet it cannot harm me,” he chuckled.

Both the Dragon-Capturing Rope and the Immortal-Binding Rope were terrifying in their power, yet their weakness lay in the necessity to bind the enemy; without that, they were of little use. They were like a double-edged sword—deadly in ambush but rarely effective in open confrontation.

With the rope failing, Ao Bei, seemingly expecting this, was unfazed and immediately drew his Heavenly Punishment Blade.

Using the Dragon-Capturing Rope to restrain Qingxu, Ao Bei launched a lethal strike with the blade.

The slender, blood-red blade, as thin as a cicada’s wing and about a foot long, transformed into a streak of blood light aimed directly at Qingxu’s brow. Even before the blade touched him, a murderous aura assailed his heart.

A surge of mortal danger flooded Qingxu’s mind. His pupils contracted, heart tightening with urgency. He dared not delay and unleashed a jade-like violet flame from his free hand to meet the blade.

Boom!

Blood light collided fiercely with the violet flame, forces evenly matched, neither gaining the upper hand.

Qingxu managed to repel both the Dragon-Capturing Rope and the Heavenly Punishment Blade. Yet, with Ao Bei’s cultivation far surpassing his own—mid-stage Daluo Golden Immortal power, even at half strength, was far greater than Qingxu’s early-stage level—the pressure mounted relentlessly. Defeat seemed only a matter of time.

“This can’t go on. Although my three spiritual treasures are potent, they are under-refined and their power limited. Even condensing the potency of the Jade Void Palace Lantern only barely matches that blade. Prolonged battle will be detrimental. Better to flee! As the saying goes, a gentleman’s revenge is never too late. Once I advance in cultivation, I’ll return for payback,” Qingxu resolved, preparing to escape using the Ren Gui Radiant Veil.

Just as Qingxu attempted to flee, a ripple disturbed the void behind him. A golden rope shot out like lightning, wrapping him tightly, layer upon layer like a wrapped parcel.

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