Live-in Son-in-law-Chapter 1240: Failed Ambush

The Blood Flood Dragon remained silent.

Wang Jiang's lips curled into a sinister smile, and he continued, "Blood Flood Dragon, you are a top-tier Demon Beast, free to roam the vast expanse. Kill Qin Yi, and you will be free. Where in the world can't you go?"

The Blood Flood Dragon finally spoke, "What you say makes some sense. I detest this man too—arrogant and conceited. Initially, I agreed to follow him because he provided me with an endless supply of blood for cultivation. Over time, I've grown accustomed. Your words are a revelation, opening my eyes. It's indeed time for me to leave."

Wang Jiang's face lit up with joy, "Blood Flood Dragon, if you need blood, I believe War General is your best partner. The War General frequently dominates the battlefield, allowing you to have as much blood as you desire."

Another strategist seized the moment, "The War General will treat you as a partner, not like Qin Yi who treats you as a servant."

The tip of the Big Halberd, formed by the Blood Flood Dragon, pointed towards Lu Zhao, as if scrutinizing him, "Is what they say true? Can you provide me with endless blood?"

Lu Zhao's eyes burned with passion; acquiring the weapon formed by the Blood Flood Dragon would be a great asset. He hurriedly said, "I swear, no matter how much blood you want, I can satisfy you."

The Blood Flood Dragon's sharp tip bobbed as if nodding.

"Alright! You can kill these men at your convenience, as they are useless to me now."

The Blood Flood Dragon said, then drifted back, adding, "I'll sleep first; do as you please."

Having finished speaking, it vanished without a trace.

Lu Zhao and others wore vicious smiles, feeling they had gained much today.

Lu Zhao nodded at two other soldiers, signaling them to take action.

However, abruptly Lu Zhao spun around, roared furiously while gathering power in his hand, and struck with a palm.

"Bang!"

A tempest swept open, revealing the Flood Dragon Spear's traces, sending it flying backward.

"Poof!"

As the Blood Flood Dragon flew out, it transformed into a red beam, piercing through a general's body, splattering blood.

The Blood Flood Dragon passed through, taking the general's life, then swiftly shot toward another.

The general had long reacted, shouting angrily, his Sword Qi surging, slashing at the Blood Flood Dragon.

"Clang!"

Sparks flew, and the sword in the general's hand shattered into several pieces.

"Poof!"

A head soared tens of meters, blood erupting from the severed neck like a fountain.

Taking advantage of that moment of confusion, the Blood Flood Dragon decapitated the general.

Following Qin Yi, the blood used for cultivation came from powerful beings, combined with the innate and bloodline powers of a top-tier Demon Beast, cultivation progressed swiftly, unknowingly reaching Divine Separation in Great Perfection.

These generals had only just reached the Divine Separation Early Stage, so all three died instantly.

Lu Zhao and Wang Jiang's expressions darkened.

Wang Jiang's aged face was sinister and terrifying, "Blood Flood Dragon, as a top-tier Demon Beast, you stoop so low. I've spoken so much good, yet you don't appreciate it. Insisting on death, we'll oblige you."

The Blood Flood Dragon sneered, "Stoop so low? What are you? Following the master was the most correct choice in my life. You worthless beings combined can't match a strand of his hair."

Wang Jiang sneered, "Can't match, can we? But he's lying down, and we're standing."

"Talking about your father, is my master not allowed to lie down and sleep?"

The Blood Flood Dragon cursed, inwardly smiling bitterly. Unexpectedly, the master wise throughout life, could fall into this trap.

Previously, the Blood Flood Dragon thought Qin Yi's slumber was an act, expecting the master to play tricks. Yet that sword, had Qin Yi's physique not been unparalleled, would have beheaded him. Only then did the Blood Flood Dragon realize Qin Yi truly fell for it this time.

Following Qin Yi for a long time, gradually influenced, it too became insidious. Just now feigning loyalty, attempting to ambush Lu Zhao, but the old man's cultivation was exceptional, detecting the slightest air-wave disturbance from its attack.

Little did it know, Lu Zhao never believed the Blood Flood Dragon's feigned loyalty, always vigilant. As one of Yunyue Empire's Twelve War Generals, how could he reach here without some skill and strategy?

The Blood Flood Dragon taunted, "I'm telling you clearly now; when my master awakens, you meet your demise. Anyone else may have a chance to live, but provoke my master and death is certain."

Saying this, it drifted before Qin Yi, poking his body, "Master, don't sleep, wake up!"

Lu Zhao and others tensed up, somewhat knowing Qin Yi's abilities, who had consecutively slain Tianyue Empire's Three Kings, no one dared to underestimate.

However, Qin Yi truly fell into the trap this time, no matter how the Blood Flood Dragon poked or shouted, he showed no sign of awakening. Crucially, the corners of his mouth curled into a smile, as if enjoying a beautiful dream.

Lu Zhao snarled, "Don't bother, no one can resist Thousand-day Drunk. Even if Qin Yi is a God, this time he's doomed."

The Blood Flood Dragon scoffed, "Talking about your father. Since knowing the master, how few dangers has he faced? Which time didn't he counter-attack from despair, always emerging victorious?"

"Are you suggesting I eliminate him now to avoid changes?"

"To harm my master, you must first pass my test."

Lu Zhao sneered, "Had you not attacked earlier, I might have feared you a bit. But now, I disregard you entirely."

The Blood Flood Dragon knew its previous ambush failed, revealing its cultivation to Lu Zhao. Yet, it couldn't shrink back at this moment. Even if it meant risking its life, time must be bought until Qin Yi wakes.

"Master, you must wake soon, I can't delay much longer. Otherwise, you'll never see your adorable little dragon again." The Blood Flood Dragon silently recited.

If these words reached Qin Yi, aside from Lu Zhao, Qin Yi would leap up and strike dead. The 'little dragon', too disgusting.

Never admit losing, the Blood Flood Dragon sneered, "Old man, don't scare widows. Was I scared by hurricanes? Since following the master, through all storms and waves, how many Mahayana Realm experts have been killed? You're nothing."

Lu Zhao's eyes cold as he said, "Once I seize you, I'll cook you into porridge to feed my million soldiers."

"Speak to your dragon sir with respect. If you want, I don't mind pulling some for you. One pull from me, and this hall can't contain it. Want to try?"

Lu Zhao and others had sinister looks, yet inwardly shivered. Just thinking about it was nauseating.

Lu Zhao coldly retorted, "Ignoring the good drink, opting for punishment. Seeking death, I'll kill you first, then Qin Yi."

Upon these words, his clothing fluttered, terrifying power swirling around.

"Boom!"

Raising a hand, power formed into a giant python, blasting toward the Blood Flood Dragon.