Chapter 207: The Ancestral Dragons Hall

Chapter 207: The Ancestral Dragon's Hall

Everyone fell silent as they looked at the red rope cinched to Xiao Nanfeng's waist. Even the green lobster king thought that Xiao Nanfeng was dead meat.

It clearly knew that the red rope was a cursed effigy, but it hadn't stopped Xiao Nanfeng from picking it up, and it hadn't dared to malign it. It was worried that the red rope would overhear what it said and end up being targeted instead.

"Do you know what I'm doing here, then? All of you, follow me!" the green lobster king commanded.

"No, please! We're only passersby. Please let us go!"

"We're innocent. This has nothing to do with us!"

The cultivators let out identical looks of panic.

The green lobster king snarled. "You've encountered me, haven't you? That's fate. If you want to resist, I'll kill you all right now."

"We—" The cultivators fretted anxiously.

The green lobster king's horns suddenly released a cloud of greenish-brown fog that surrounded the cultivators.

"No!" they cried out.

The fog rushed into their chests as the cultivators shook.

"I've marked you all with my spiritual power. Don't try to run. Within the draconic palace, I'll be able to sense you no matter where you are. If you run, I'll kill you. On the other hand, if you listen to me obediently and participate in three fights against the skeletal dragons, I'll free you."

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"You, detain them. The rest of you, come catch more cultivators with me," the green lobster king commanded.

"Understood!" a Spiritsong-realm lobster spirit replied.

It, along with twenty ordinary lobster spirits, detained the cultivators as the green lobster king and its other subordinates left.

Xiao Nanfeng glanced at the brown spots of fog imprinted on his chest. Was this sufficient for tracking him? He sent a wave of spiritual power at it, washing it away.

However, with the lobster spirits in his vicinity, he didn't dare make a move.

"Do you know where the lobster spirits are bringing us?" Xiao Nanfeng asked the cultivator by his side curiously.

"Where else? The Ancestral Dragon's Hall, of course. You've really ruined us. This is the second time I've been caught by a sea spirit. Why am I so unlucky?!" the cultivator grumbled.

"What's the Ancestral Dragon's Hall?" Xiao Nanfeng continued.

"You really are new, aren't you? You don't even know about this?"

"Please enlighten me," Xiao Nanfeng requested.

"The draconic palace is made up of three large halls, each of which is guarded by countless skeletal dragons. The Ancestral Dragon's Hall is one of the halls. Spirits surround the Ancestral Dragon's Hall, but they don't have the numbers to take down the skeletal dragons standing guard. As a result, they hunt down cultivators and other scattered spirits from all over to serve as cannon fodder—that's us," the cultivator finished.

"Where did the skeletal dragon I took down come from?" Xiao Nanfeng asked curiously.

"Someone must have lured it out from one of the halls. That's why it was alone," one cultivator said.

"Is this what you wanted me to claim in the Eastern Sea draconic palace? Just a few more cursed spiritual avatars from these lengths of red rope?" Xiao Nanfeng asked.

It was difficult enough for him to deal with Madam Rouge as she was; the problem would only deepen if Madam Rouge were allowed access to countless red ropes' souls. This didn't seem to be a winning proposition.

"Don't worry. I'll let you know what I need from the palace when it's time, but this isn't in conflict with my plans. What's more, aren't we friends? Friends should help each other for a win-win situation."

Xiao Nanfeng goggled at Madam Rouge. Wasn't that what he had said in the past to trick Madam Rouge? She was using those tricks on him now!

"Don't forget to catch more red ropes," Madam Rouge requested.

Then, she broke the illusion apart, causing Xiao Nanfeng's consciousness to remain to his physical body. He didn't see that Madam Rouge had a tiny smile on her face.

Xiao Nanfeng woke up in physical reality. He pursed his lips at hearing what Madam Rouge had to say. She was rather thick-skinned, wasn't she?

Suppressing his negative emotions, he stored the red rope on his waist.

"Alright, that's about enough time to rest. We'll be continuing. Move faster, now!" the lobster spirits shouted.

The cultivators had no choice but to stand up in exasperation. Just like Xiao Nanfneg, they were Ascension-realm lifeforms. It would be impossible to resist them for the time being.

"Eh, what happened to the red rope around your waist?" One cultivator discovered that something was amiss.

"I don't know myself," Xiao Nanfeng replied, feigning confusion. "It was gone when I woke up and looked for it. Have you seen it?"

The cultivators gave Xiao Nanfeng an odd look before one of them finally spoke up. "How lucky you are, for that red rope to escape on its own."

"The red rope is a cursed effigy. Count yourself lucky that you're still alive."

"Be quiet! Have you forgotten how vengeful these spirits are? Don't let it target you, next!"

"Right, don't mention it anymore!"

The cultivators chatted with each other. Clearly, it was common knowledge that the red rope was a cursed effigy. They didn't dare speak poorly of it, just like with the green lobster king.

After another day, the lobster spirits led the detained cultivators toward the outskirts of the Ancestral Dragon's Hall.

From afar, the fog seemed to be shrouding a humongous hall shining with radiant light. Thick fog surrounded the hall, and the roars of dozens of skeletal dragons, along with the shouts and screams of countless men and spirits alike, could be heard from within. The sounds alone were testament to the strenuous fighting.

Just then, there was a huge boom. Another skeletal dragon had been taken down. The fog dissipated, revealing hundreds of wounded and dead cultivators and spirits. They were still on a battle high and inordinately anxious about the rewards. They had just managed to take down another skeletal dragon.

As the skeletal dragon's body burst apart, an Immortal relic glowing with rainbow light and a length of red rope slowly fell to the ground.

"This Immortal relic doesn't seem to have corroded too much! Let me claim it," one cultivator shouted in excitement.

"Nonsense! All the Immortal relics belong to I and the other sea spirits. You have no claim to them," a sea spirit thundered.

The sound of fighting rang out anew as thick fog covered the scene.

"Are they all blind? They're going for a broken Immortal relic rather than that length of red rope? It's mine, then!" Xiao Nanfeng's eyes lit up.

Everyone in his surroundings turned toward him.

Xiao Nanfeng suddenly froze, realizing that he had been too excited. He continued, "Ah, my red rope ran off, so I'd like to get a new length to play with."

The cultivators and spirits goggled at Xiao Nanfeng. Did he not fear death?