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Chapter 551

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"Thank you, senior, for saving us!"

The cultivators on the merchant ship came to their senses and bowed to the young man standing on the dragon's head. Some of them even recognized him. After all, there was only one senior in the cultivation world who rode a dragon as a mount. Any cultivator who had participated in the Xuanzong Exchange Gathering would never forget this cultivator who dared to challenge the Xuanzong Sect's Transcendental Great Elder with his Creation Realm cultivation.

Li Mu waved his hand, and the water rope disappeared. A few Wokou pirates whose cultivation had been crippled were thrown onto the deck of the merchant ship.

He said to the few cultivators on the merchant ship, "After we reach the shore, hand them over to the East County government."

A cultivator immediately cupped his hands. "Yes, sir."

Li Mu did not say anything else. He quickly disappeared into the vast sea with satisfaction. He had Ao Run's blood essence in his hand. With this drop of blood essence, Li Mu could sense that there was a weak aura in the far east of the sea that was resonating with this drop of blood essence.

On the deck, the people who had luckily escaped the disaster were still in a daze.

"Are we saved?"

"A senior riding a dragon saved us …"

"He defeated the Wokou pirates in an instant. Is that senior's cultivation already at Dongxuan?"

Hearing the discussions of the crowd, the cultivator who responded to Li Mu said, "It's not Dongxuan. It's Creation."

Someone questioned, "How is that possible? Even if he's at the peak of the Creation realm, it's impossible for him to defeat these Wokou pirates in an instant. Moreover, he's riding a dragon. What kind of powerful cultivator is qualified to ride a dragon?"

The only cultivator who knew the truth snorted coldly. "What's so great about riding a dragon? You didn't see him fight against a Transcendent cultivator with the Creation realm. The Transcendent cultivator was injured, but he escaped unscathed …"

"What kind of joke is this? He injured a Transcendent cultivator and escaped unscathed. Is this something a Creation realm cultivator can do?"

"Even if you want to make up a story, you wouldn't dare to make it up like this …"

The cultivator twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "A bunch of ignorant people who haven't even been to the Daoist Conference. When you get ashore, you can ask around. Anyone who has been to the Xuanzong Conference knows about this big event …"

Li Mu and Cheng Xin were running on the sea; they didn't know what the people on the merchant ship were saying about him.

Great Zhou and Xuanzong were completely at odds with each other. Xuanzong no longer protected Great Zhou's Eastern Sea. This made the Wokou pirates even more savage. Li Mu and Cheng Xin had already dealt with three cases of Wokou pirates attacking merchant ships.

There was no such thing as guarding against thieves for a thousand days. Li Mu couldn't stay here forever. The sea was vast and boundless. Even if he sent consecrators, they wouldn't be able to cover the entire area.

As a result, it was difficult to eradicate the Wokou pirates in recent years.

Li Mu's target this time was Wo Nation.

Firstly, he wanted to deal a heavy blow to the Wokou pirates. Secondly, Ao Run's blood essence sensed that he was in Wo Nation. Although this flood dragon didn't know how to talk, he was still his subordinate. He couldn't leave him to fend for himself.

Flying above the Eastern Sea, Li Mu thought of the Eastern Sea Dragon Race.

He thought of the sisters Yin Xin and Ting Xin.

Since the sisters returned to the Eastern Sea and were forced to cultivate in seclusion, they hadn't contacted Li Mu.

Li Mu asked Cheng Xin, "Do you know where the Eastern Sea Dragon Race is?"

Cheng Xin shook her head and said, "The Dragon Race of the Four Seas has their own territories. They don't usually contact each other. Even if they're in the same sea, the Dragon Race won't gather together."

Humans were social animals, but the Dragon Race wasn't.

Every dragon had a strong sense of territory. Other than their family members, they would not allow other dragons to encroach on their territory. Fortunately, the number of dragons was very small, and the sea was big enough. The vast and boundless seabed was enough for every dragon to have a large enough territory.

He didn't know where Cheng Xin's grandmother's house was. He could only wait for them to finish their seclusion before contacting her.

Li Mu and Cheng Xin flew east along the sea and soon saw a piece of land.

Wo Nation was an island country in the Eastern Sea. It didn't border the Zu Continent. For thousands of years, the Zu Continent had been changing constantly. Because of its location, Wo Nation hadn't been involved. They had always been fighting among themselves on a small island. They had never been noticed by the Central Dynasty of the continent.

The map showed that the island country in front of them was Wo Nation.

Li Mu asked Cheng Xin to change back to her human form. The two of them flew to the territory of Wo Nation. Wo Nation was far away from the Zu Continent. Their customs were very different from the people of the Zu Continent. They wore strange clothes and had strange hairstyles. Even their way of cultivation was very different from the Orthodox Way of the Zu Continent.

Wo Nation cultivators were good at the Way of Ghost. They would often raise a ghost at the beginning of their cultivation. Then, they would use some kind of secret technique to connect the ghost with their soul. Usually, the ghost they raised would be stronger than them.

This way, they could fight alongside the ghost when they fought. It sounded very similar to the system of the Corpse Sect. However, if the corpses refined by the disciples of the Corpse Sect were destroyed, the disciples of the Corpse Sect would not be affected. If the ghosts of the Wo Nation cultivators died, they would also suffer a great backlash.

When Li Mu attacked the Wo Nation pirates for the first time, he searched the souls of several Wo Nation pirates and understood the situation in Wo Nation in detail.

In Wo Nation, the Divine Palace was the highest authority. Almost all Wo Nation cultivators obeyed the orders of the Divine Palace. The pirates who plundered the resources of the merchant ships in the Eastern Sea were Wo Nation cultivators sent by the Divine Palace.

Wo Nation lacked resources. They relied on robbing to satisfy the needs of the Divine Palace. The greatest enemies of the Central Dynasty of the Zu Continent had always been the Realm of Ghosts and the Demon Nation. The Imperial Court had never taken Wo Nation's petty actions seriously.

Li Mu had already figured out the strength of the Divine Palace. Other than a Palace Lord of the Sixth Realm and a dozen Fifth Realm Heavenly Priests, there were no other strong cultivators.

In Wo Nation, a group of palaces sat on top of a mountain covered in snow all year round.

This was the Wo Nation's Divine Palace. It was the holy land in the hearts of Wo Nation's people and cultivators.

At this moment, angry roars came from the underground of one of the palaces.

"Damn it, let me go if you know what's good for you. Do you know who my master is?"

"He's a devil who kills without batting an eye. When he comes, none of you will be able to escape!"

"I'm telling you, if you anger him, you won't be able to rest in peace. He'll kill your souls and turn your corpses into zombies. You can wait for your deaths here!"



Ao Run's shoulder blades were locked, and he kept cursing.

However, the Wo Nation cultivators guarding the dungeon couldn't understand him at all. They drank and ate raw fish and didn't even bother to look at him.

Ao Run's cultivation had been sealed. At this moment, there was only regret in his heart.

He regretted that he had broken into Wo Nation alone for merit. If he hadn't been so arrogant, he wouldn't have become a prisoner.

Footsteps came from the entrance of the dungeon. Several Wo Nation cultivators immediately stood up and bowed. "Greetings, Palace Lord."

A man with his hair tied back and a small mustache walked up to Ao Run and spoke to him in the language of the Great Zhou Empire, "Have you made up your mind? Become my mount and I will not kill you."

Ao Run said coldly, "A dragon doesn't serve two masters. I already have a master. My master will come to save me soon. You'd better let me go now. When my master comes, it will be too late …"

The man smiled disdainfully. "Fine, I'll give you a chance to send a message to your master. When your master comes, I'll kill him. Then I'll be your only master."

He took out a sound-transmitting magical instrument from Ao Run's arms and injected his spiritual power.

Buzz …

Suddenly, the sound of something vibrating came into his ears.

The man turned around and saw a man and a woman standing at the entrance of the dungeon.

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