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Yao Qin
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The North Sea Dragon King was a stoic figure.
This was Yao Qin's first impression of him.
When Yao Qin transformed into human form, the North Sea Dragon King, Ao Zhan, was engaged in a one-on-one duel with his Challenger.
Ao Zhan moved with agility, seemingly about to strike the Challenger back into his original form with a powerful palm.
At that moment, Yao Qin descended from the sky, performing an elegant and dazzling series of eighteen spins before landing with uncontainable excitement. With a single kick, she sent Ao Zhan flying.
He crashed heavily against the Liujin Pillar of the Dragon Palace, causing it to sway, and then he careened uncontrollably toward the artificial mountain inside the hall. After bouncing off it, he slammed back into the Liujin Pillar once more, resulting in a loud crash as he collapsed onto his Dragon King's Throne.
Yao Qin and the Challenger exchanged glances as they followed Ao Zhan's chaotic trajectory with their eyes.
Once Ao Zhan settled down, both of them instinctively closed their eyes for a moment due to the painful sight before them.
With an expressionless face, Ao Zhan spat out blood and looked at Yao Qin. "Reinforcements? Despicable."
"I..." It was the first time in her life that Yao Qin attempted to speak, and she was so overwhelmed with excitement that she completely forgot what she had planned to say.
Ao Zhan scoffed and pointed at them. "You two come at me together." After saying this, he cast a disdainful and proud glance at Yao Qin and the Challenger before elegantly leaping up, only to cough up blood like a willow swaying in the wind.
Suddenly, Yao Qin thought that the North Sea Dragon King was a handsome stoic.
The Challenger smirked slyly. "Ao Zhan, you've already lost; your Dragon King's Throne is now mine."
Ao Zhan glanced down indifferently at his throne, which lay shattered into pieces. He called over a trembling Shrimp Soldier hiding in the corner and generously said, "Clean up my throne and deliver it to Venerable Dongting."
Yao Qin thought to herself… She really wanted to speak up; her mind was filled with disbelief at the situation. The Shrimp Soldier trembled as he carefully gathered the broken pieces of the throne and cautiously presented them to Venerable Dongting.
Venerable Dongting looked at the tattered throne, his face turning green. "That doesn't count; let's start over."
Yao Qin raised his head and saw Ao Zhan wave his hand with an air of dominance—no, an aura of kingly power. He boldly declared, "No more fighting; we will battle another day."
Venerable Dongting shot him a sidelong glance. "Why not fight?"
Ao Zhan replied seriously, "I’m hungry; I want to eat."
Yao Qin gained a new understanding of him—North Sea Dragon King was a rogue yet handsome man with a stoic face.
Venerable Dongting would not easily back down; it would be foolish not to press the advantage.
With that, he shouted and lunged at Ao Zhan, claws outstretched.
At the same time, Yao Qin's brain hadn't caught up, but his body moved first, rushing forward as well.
Seeing both of them attacking simultaneously, Ao Zhan kicked out to avenge the arrow that had just struck him. Yao Qin, frightened, covered his head with both hands and shouted, "Don't kick my face; I haven't looked in the mirror yet!"
Ao Zhan paid no heed to this. Yao Qin cried out again, "I am Yao Qin!"
Ao Zhan halted his whirlwind kick in surprise. "Yao Qin?"
Yao Qin nodded eagerly like a chick pecking at grains. "You gave me this name five hundred years ago!"
Ao Zhan looked incredulously at his left hand; indeed, it was empty. The crystal ball that had accompanied him for a thousand years had vanished without a trace.
Yao Qin tried to muster his emotions and grasped Ao Zhan's left hand. Seeing him staring blankly into his eyes, he urgently added, "You can't see my tears because I'm in the water."
Following the romantic tropes of the celestial realm's love stories, she waited for him to respond: "I can see your tears because you are in my heart."
Taking advantage of the moment like a scene from an idol drama, Venerable Dongting lunged fiercely at Ao Zhan with a fork.
Ao Zhan clutched his stomach, spewing a mouthful of blood far away, glaring at Yao Qin and saying, "Do you dare to claim you didn't come out to harm me?"
Yao Qin turned to glare at Venerable Dongting, mimicking his earlier tone and said, "Despicable." Ao Zhan wiped the corner of his mouth, enduring the pain as he commanded, "Yao Qin, go and beat him a hundred times for me."
Yao Qin sprang to her feet with a whoosh, causing Venerable Dongting to instinctively jump back. In that instant, Yao Qin also jumped aside and declared solemnly, "I can't beat him."
Venerable Dongting stood with hands on his hips, bursting into wild laughter.
Ao Zhan, not knowing where all that blood was coming from, continued to spit without end, shouting, "Aren't you afraid he will kill me?"
Yao Qin lowered her head. Just when Ao Zhan thought she was reflecting on herself and felt slightly relieved, she suddenly clenched her fists and resolutely declared, "If you die, I will collect your body. After I cultivate for five thousand years, I will go to Dongting Lake to avenge you."
Ao Zhan was so furious that his eyes rolled back; he opened his mouth to spit but nothing came out—he had no blood left.
Seeing this, Venerable Dongting nearly laughed himself into a fit; his fighting spirit instantly plummeted to zero.
Seizing the opportunity, Yao Qin concentrated her thousand-year spiritual energy in her feet and kicked fiercely at Venerable Dongting's face. A sharp scream echoed from near to far...
Venerable Dongting flew into the distance with a clear shoe print on his face, transforming into a distant star that twinkled brightly in the sky.
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