Chapter Seven: On the East Sea Route, Riding a Green Dragon

  Without coming to the East Sea, it is impossible to imagine its vastness, boundless and endless, with waves surging forward, crashing against the shore. The total area is probably comparable to that of the Vast Continent. If we add the South Sea, West Sea, and North Sea, it would be truly immeasurable, spanning who knows how many light-years.

  The East China Sea is now the domain of the Honghuang Dragon Clan, but they only occupy a small part of the coastal area. The deep sea is occupied by billions of ferocious sea beasts.

  However, this did not affect the dragon clan's authority in the Eastern Sea. The dragon clan was the absolute ruler of this region, and even if a first-rate heavenly demon acknowledged its noble bloodline, it would still have to submit to the dragon clan's dominance. Not to mention those ferocious beasts that only knew how to kill and did not know how to unite, so the dragon clan's foundation was extremely solid.

  This is the reality of the vast wilderness, where the strong are majestic and the weak are oppressed, with strength being supreme.

  "Alas, the East Sea is so vast and I don't know where we are, it seems like we have a lot of work to do," Li Yi sighed helplessly.

  "I don't know if this method will work, I can only try it out," Li Yi pinched his fingers together to form a hand seal, and consecutively punched out several symbols. Before long, these symbols slowly began to take shape as a blurry picture, but just as they were about to form, they suddenly collapsed with a loud "bang".

  Li Yi tried several times, but each time the screen hadn't even formed yet before it crashed.

  "Hmm, it seems that something is blocking the heavenly mechanism of Sanshen Island, or perhaps the heavenly mechanism is not showing itself. It looks like I'll have to stay in the East Sea for a while longer," Li Yi said thoughtfully.

  These calculation methods were understood by Li Yi when he obtained the Daji Golden Immortal Industry position, but Li Yi didn't quite comprehend them and wasn't skilled at them either. This time was still his first try, and unexpectedly it failed.

  Although the Three Immortals Island did not appear, Li Yi could still vaguely sense its general direction. Thereafter, he embarked on a journey to find the Three Immortals Island.

  Five hundred years have passed, and Li Yi still can't find the Three Immortals Island. No wonder it was only discovered after the sealing of the gods, as a sacred gathering place for overseas scattered immortals. With Li Yi's speed and determination to search, he couldn't find it even in 500 years, which shows that the Three Immortals Island is indeed hidden.

  On this day, Li Yi was resting on a colorful cloud when suddenly "plop", "plop", a green dragon emerged from the water, followed by several carp spirits.

  A plesiosaur, with a single horn on its head and scales all over its body, dyed the surrounding seawater blood red. A pair of purple eyes stared angrily at the few carp spirits chasing behind it.

  Several carp were gazing at Qingjiao with playful teasing, especially the one in front, who was staring at Qingjiao without any reserve, a hint of mockery escaping from the corner of his mouth. It could be seen that there was deep conflict between them.

  Of course, with their cultivation level, they can't even detect Li Yi's existence. Even if the old ancestor of their clan came, they still wouldn't be able to discover him, because the old ancestor in the Jinli tribe is only a mid-stage Xuanxian, and his realm is tens of thousands of miles away from Li Yi's.

  Li Yi was somewhat interested in this situation, just to watch the show and adjust his mood. If Qing Xiu and others were fighting for their lives, but were treated as if they were performing a play, I'm afraid they would even have the heart to commit suicide.

  "Hey, green snake, you're running away with your tail between your legs. What's wrong, can't run anymore?" The leading golden carp sneered.

  "Really? Really? We were defeated by Lord Jinlin?" A nearby goldfish sighed, "Alas, if we had known this would happen, why bother in the first place?"

  "Not bad, quickly take out the Lingbao and present it to King Jinscale. Perhaps if his mood improves, he'll spare your life." Another goldfish also hastened to flatter, fearing that the previous goldfish would monopolize the attention of King Jinscale.

  Jin Lin looked at the performance of his two subordinates with satisfaction, although he knew they were flattering him, but still felt a wave of comfort.

  "Jīn lín, what exactly do you want? Don't be too excessive," Qīng gōu said indignantly.

  "Hmm, how about this? Hand over the Lingbao obediently and surrender to me. How's that? I'm being quite generous, aren't I?" Jin Lin said with an air of nonchalance.

  "Impossible, this was obtained through great hardships, risking life and fighting fierce beasts," the green python rejected with red eyes without hesitation.

  "Don't blame me for being ruthless then," Jin Lin said coldly, a glint of chill flashing in his eyes. "Since you're so unappreciative, I'll send you on your way."

  "Golden scales, you dare to kill me? I am after all a descendant of the dragon clan, aren't you afraid of the dragon clan's revenge?"

  "Dragon clan? I'm scared, of course. But you, you're called Qingwa when it sounds good, and a hybrid when it doesn't," Jinlin said with extreme arrogance. "I suppose the dragon clan won't make things difficult for our affiliated clans just because of one hybrid."

  Actually, Jinlin is right, the dragon clan can't be bothered with its affiliated species for a single green snake. Moreover, there are now countless numbers of them, and the number of pure-blooded dragon sons and grandsons is in the hundreds of millions, it's almost impossible to take care of them all, let alone deal with these inferior dragons like the green snakes.

  Moreover, the dragon clan is promiscuous and often interbreeds with other races, giving birth to countless bloodlines, so many dragons don't even know how many of their descendants are scattered outside.

  So, although the green jiao returned to the dragon tribe, its status was pitifully low, and it didn't even have a cultivation method. After more than 7,000 years, it barely broke through to the heavenly immortal stage, but its foundation was still unstable. In contrast, Jin Lin reached the late stage of heavenly immortality in just over 3,000 years, with an extremely solid foundation, showing the difference between them.

  It was to prove himself that, by chance, Qing Xie found the acquired spiritual treasure in a ferocious beast's lair and, without regard for his own life, rushed into the lair, seized the treasure, and barely escaped with his life.

  He had been looking forward to refining the acquired spiritual treasure, and from it, gaining a set of skills. Moreover, the acquired spiritual treasure was an extraordinary weapon. But now, Jin Lin opened his mouth and wanted to take away his hope, and even make him a slave or servant, how could he not be furious?

  "Golden scales, I'm going all out against you. Even if I die, I won't give the spiritual treasure to you," said the green jiao, and then it commanded two 100-meter-long water dragons to attack Golden Scales.

  "Hmph, Qing Jiao, today I'll let you see the difference between a wild cultivator like you who doesn't even have a proper cultivation method and an orthodox cultivator," Jin Lin sneered with a face full of mockery. "A small water dragon daring to show off its might? Let me extinguish it with 'Hundred Feet of Frost'."

  Golden scales pointed, and a huge hundred-meter-thick ice block formed in the air above the East Sea, mercilessly pressing down on Qing Xiao.

  The two water dragons emitted by the green python immediately dissipated as soon as they encountered the ice block, and the huge ice block continued to press towards him. "Ah", using his python body to pull out the ice block, he barely escaped.

  Looking at the blood-soaked body of the giant python, wave after wave of intense pain came over him. The green python felt a sense of despair. The gap was too great; whether it was divine magic or pure magical power, he couldn't compare to Jin Lin, and his magic treasure hadn't even had time to be refined before being forced into this situation - this was fundamentally a battle without any suspense.

  Jīn lín will not give qīng gǒu a chance to rest, taking advantage of your illness to take your life is the king's way. The longer it drags on, the more variables there are. Moreover, who knows if some powerful being might pass by here, and by then, the spiritual treasure might be gone, leaving you with nowhere to cry.

  He just didn't know that Li Yi had been here all along, and his strength was beyond his imagination.

  Under Jinlin's continuous attack, Qingxiao let out a miserable cry, blood flowing like a river, but still stubbornly fought with Jinlin, refusing to hand over the spiritual treasure even in death.

  Having seen this, Li Yi somewhat appreciated the green jiao and thought that he was short of a mount anyway, so taking it in would also alleviate the loneliness of his journey.

  The green snake saw the ice cone attacking to its chest, three feet away, and it was desperate, closing its eyes waiting for death. However, after waiting for a while, the surroundings suddenly became strangely quiet.

  Opening his eyes to take a look, he only saw Jin Lin staring at the sky in shock, unable to move, all the ice cones were mysteriously fixed in mid-air.

  This is at least the power of a Golden Immortal, sealing off the void, even Qing Xiang's face was filled with terror. In the vast expanse of the Hong Huang, this would be considered an overlord-level figure, who would have thought it would appear here.

  "Qing Jiao, are you willing to become this mount," a stern voice interrupted Qing Jiao's random thoughts.

  "I'm willing," the green snake thought for a moment, then knocked his head and bowed. It's a joke, if he doesn't seize this opportunity now, he would really be stupid. In the vast wilderness, countless rare birds and beasts have been thinking day and night about becoming the mount of a great god, because it represents a sudden rise in status, representing the opportunity to ask for guidance. Haven't you seen that Jinlin's eyes are already red with envy?

  "As for you, disappear then", Li Yi didn't even look at Jin Lin and the others, pinched his fingers together in a hand seal, and a blue Heaven Supporting Hand Seal directly turned them into ashes.

  The green python stared with wide eyes, this was the mighty power of a great master, with a wave of his hand, everything turned to dust. He couldn't help but feel an overwhelming joy, if he could just learn one thread from his master, it would be enough for him to dominate.

  "Let's go," Li Yi's voice came from afar, the green python trembled and didn't dare to be distracted again. Its body shook and flew towards Li Yi.