Turns Out I'm the Real Monster?!

Each strand carried a razor-sharp aura capable of slicing through metal and jade, like thousands of invisible daggers.

Faced with this terrifyingly powerful strike, the Demon Dragon man merely sneered in contempt.

"Insignificant tricks."

He stood with his hands clasped behind his back, and his body gave a slight shudder.

In an instant, a layer of thick, hard black dragon scales covered his entire body.

The cyan Gang Qi tornado slammed into the Demon Dragon man, creating a dense patter of explosions like rain on broad leaves.

It only managed to kick up a shower of sparks, failing to breach his defenses in the slightest.

The Demon Dragon man let the Gang Qi wash over him, his figure remaining as steadfast as a mountain, and laughed heartily.

"Beauty, why waste your energy? Though you’re at the peak of the Eighth Realm, I am also at the peak of Tier Eight. Our realms may seem equivalent, but my Demon Race is born with inherently powerful physiques, and our bloodline Divine Abilities are exceptionally gifted.

At the same level, we are naturally a cut above you Human Race Cultivators.

This gap will only grow more pronounced as our realms increase. Today, you are destined to submit obediently to my draconic might!"

Shui Miaozheng’s gentle, limpid eyes narrowed slightly.

She raised her left index finger to her lips. Biting down lightly with her pearly teeth, she drew a drop of crimson Essence Blood, tinged with a faint golden glint, from the tip.

Then, using her finger as a brush and her blood as ink, she rapidly sketched upon the surface of her fan.

The moment the rune took shape, the round fan flared with brilliant light, and the once-violent cyan Gang Qi abruptly transformed.

"Go!"

With a soft cry, she waved her fan again.

This time, there was no violent howl, only circles of pale pink ripples gently spreading outward from the fan.

It was like a warm spring breeze rustling through willow branches.

It carried a strange Dao Rhyme, one that nourished things in silence.

And yet, when this seemingly gentle "spring breeze" brushed lightly against the protective dragon scales covering the Demon Dragon man’s body—

HSSSS...

A faint hissing sound could be heard.

The wicked smile on the Demon Dragon man’s face suddenly froze.

He looked down.

This seemingly weak and powerless wind had somehow bypassed his scale defenses, seeping through the cracks between them like water into sand.

Immediately after, the gentle spring breeze transformed into the sharpest of steel blades!

SHNK! SHNK! SHNK!

The protective dragon scales he took such pride in began to shatter, and countless wounds deep enough to reveal bone split open across his body.

Golden Dragon Blood instantly soaked his robes.

’A spring breeze that brings the rain, nourishing all things in silence...’

Astonishment flashed in the Demon Dragon man’s eyes, quickly replaced by even greater interest and the desire to conquer. "Interesting! Beauty, the more special you are, the more I like it!"

No longer underestimating her, he spat out a Dragon Bead as black as ink.

The Dragon Bead spun, releasing a strange suction force.

The "spring breeze" Gang Qi filling the air was pulled in, then violently exploded into countless turbulent streams.

"Right back at you!"

The Demon Dragon made a grasping motion with his hands. Under the Dragon Bead’s control, the scattered Gang Qi instantly converged, forming a massive black greatsword of Gang Qi that slashed straight toward Shui Miaozheng!

Shui Miaozheng’s expression changed. The round fan in her hand swelled in size once more, transforming into a massive water-curtain shield before her.

CRACK!

The greatsword fell, and the water curtain trembled.

It held for only a moment before cracks spread across its surface, on the verge of shattering.

Shui Miaozheng sighed helplessly. With a wave of her fair hand, she recalled the broken fan, her figure drifting backward like a falling leaf.

"Trying to run already?" The Demon Dragon gave a savage grin and gave chase.

But at that moment, a massive, illusory orchid suddenly bloomed in the void beneath Shui Miaozheng’s feet.

The orchid was flawless and pure white, its petals unfurled.

Upon each petal hovered a pink Spirit Sword, thirty-six in all.

They instantly formed a Sword Array, trapping the pursuing Demon Dragon within.

"A Sword Array?"

The Demon Dragon’s advance halted, but he showed no panic. Instead, a mocking sneer crossed his face. "You think a mere Sword Array can trap me?"

Demonic Power erupted from his body, transforming into countless black flood dragons that frantically slammed into the Sword Array.

As they struck, he also laid down "Space-Locking Dragon Runes" in the void.

"Break!"

With the Demon Dragon’s roar, the thirty-six Spirit Swords were violently thrown back.

Shui Miaozheng staggered, spat out a mouthful of blood, and was sent flying backward.

"Got you!"

Overjoyed, the Demon Dragon immediately activated the "Space-Locking Dragon Runes."

The surrounding space solidified, pinning Shui Miaozheng in place. He then shot out a claw, aiming straight for her slender neck.

The woman’s face filled with despair.

However, just as his claw was about to touch Shui Miaozheng’s skin, he saw the corner of her mouth curl into a cold, disdainful smile.

’Not good!’

The Demon Dragon hastily retreated.

At some point, the thirty-six Spirit Swords that had been knocked away had reconverged behind the Demon Dragon. They merged into one, transforming into a colossal greatsword that stabbed toward the vital point on his back!

PFFT!

Though the Demon Dragon tried his best to dodge, the sword still pierced through his abdomen.

Fresh blood sprayed out.

And using the recoil from the blow, Shui Miaozheng forcefully broke through the spatial lock.

...

「On the ground below.」

Ji Hongyuan finally pulled back her red lips, completely satisfied.

She straightened up, extended the bright red tip of her tongue to lick a lingering wisp of aura from the corner of her mouth, and let out an unladylike burp.

"*Hic*~ Not bad."

She looked at Jiang Mu, her dark golden eyes filled with a satisfied languor.

"I need to go ’feed back’ to my main body and digest for a bit. As for what happens next... whether or not you survive is all up to your luck."

"Here’s hoping you’re still alive the next time we meet."

As she spoke, her body began to turn transparent, dissolving into specks of golden-red light that scattered on the wind until she had vanished completely.

"Hey..."

Jiang Mu opened his mouth to speak, but the world suddenly began to spin violently.