My wife who comes from a wealthy family-Chapter 850 - 851: The Bull Python and Crocodile Dragon Admit Defeat
Chapter 850: Chapter 851: The Bull Python and Crocodile Dragon Admit Defeat
"Old geezer, if you want to die, don’t stop me! Ah, I’m finished!" Ye Wudao watched as a thousand-meter-high wave came crashing down, bitterly smiling as he closed his eyes.
"Old geezer, go to hell!" The Bull Python Jiao Dragon gloated smugly. This was its strongest killing move! Unless the old rogue chose to flee, even late-stage grand cultivators of the Transformation Realm would perish in its wake.
The old rogue’s eyes flashed coldly as he roared, "Insolent fool! Is that petty trick all you’ve got in front of this old man?"
With that, the old rogue slammed his palm forward.
"Great Sun Palm!"
The technique radiated dazzling Jin Guang, resembling the rising sun over the sea.
BOOM!
A deafening sound rang out!
The thousand-meter-high wave shattered instantly, as torrents of seawater exploded downward!
"Holy crap, he broke it with one palm!" Ye Wudao stared at the scene slack-jawed, completely dumbfounded.
The Bull Python Jiao Dragon, on the other hand, paled in horror. "No... no way! This can’t be..."
What kind of joke was this?!
The old man had broken its ultimate killing move with just one strike!
This geezer was definitely no mere late-stage Transformation Realm cultivator!
The Bull Python Jiao Dragon suddenly seemed to realize something, its eyes wide with terror. "You... You’re a peak-stage Transformation Realm grand cultivator?"
"Heh heh..." The old rogue chuckled, revealing a yellowed tooth.
Damn it!
So he’s actually a peak-stage Transformation Realm monster!
The Bull Python Jiao Dragon trembled uncontrollably in fear, unable to hold back a curse!
Peak-stage Transformation Realm monsters stood at the pinnacle of their realm!
The Bull Python Jiao Dragon was merely mid-stage Transformation Realm, and even a late-stage cultivator could never hope to contend against a peak-stage monster!
The disparity was insurmountable!
"Senior, my apologies, I have urgent matters at home. Farewell!" The Bull Python Jiao Dragon turned tail and dove into the sea with a splash, disappearing without a trace!
"God-grandpa! That dragon is trying to escape!" Ye Wudao shouted.
"Hehe, don’t worry. That little Jiao Dragon can’t get away!" The old rogue grinned, picked up his golden fishing rod, and cast it swiftly!
The fishing line, spun from the threads of a Six-Eyed Silver Spider, shot out like lightning, instantly entangling the Bull Python Jiao Dragon.
"Damn it, what the hell is this?" The Bull Python Jiao Dragon turned its head, spotting the unassuming fishing line wrapped around its body. It dismissed it, continuing to dive deeper into the ocean!
This part of the sea reached depths of nearly three thousand meters!
"As long as I reach the three-thousand-meter depths, even peak-stage Transformation Realm monsters will have their powers suppressed! Once that happens, I’ll break free!" The Bull Python Jiao Dragon had no doubts, madly diving toward the abyss.
"God-grandpa, have we reeled it in yet?" Ye Wudao asked.
"Heh, the fish is hooked; it can’t escape!" The old rogue smirked, channeling a burst of mana into the fishing rod and whispering a low command: "Bind!"
Meanwhile, within the thousand-meter-deep seawater.
The fishing line wrapped around the Bull Python Jiao Dragon abruptly tightened!
"Ah!" The Bull Python Jiao Dragon cried out in anguish, its body feeling as though it were bound tightly by something unbearable.
"It’s the fishing line’s tricks!" The Bull Python Jiao Dragon quickly deduced the source of its distress and attempted to channel energy to break free!
However, the harder it struggled, the tighter the line constricted!
The pain intensified!
"Argh, it hurts so much!" The Bull Python Jiao Dragon howled, as the fishing line cut into its flesh, drawing rivers of blood!
"Little Jiao, don’t struggle! The more you fight, the more it will hurt!" The old rogue’s voice echoed from afar.
"Senior, please show mercy!" The Bull Python Jiao Dragon begged.
"Heh heh, this old man is rather hungry. If you’re willing to offer up your Jiao Dragon Pill, I’ll spare your life!" The old rogue chuckled.
What?!
He wants my Jiao Dragon Pill!
The Bull Python Jiao Dragon’s pupils shrank in shock!
The Jiao Dragon Pill was its lifeblood True Pill, the source of all its strength!
Without the Jiao Dragon Pill!
Its cultivation would plummet below the True Pill Realm!
Then, in this deadly sea, it would be utterly at the mercy of others!
Over the years, the Bull Python Jiao Dragon had relied on its strength to bully countless beasts and offend numerous enemies!
If its powers were to fall, its enemies would undoubtedly come after it!
Thinking this through, the Bull Python Jiao Dragon’s eyes revealed resolute determination.
No way was it giving it up!
"If you want my Demon Core, let’s see if you have what it takes, Senior!" the Bull Python Jiao Dragon snarled and continued its desperate dive.
Meanwhile, the old rogue sat calmly at the bow of his boat, gripping the fishing rod while letting the Bull Python Jiao Dragon pull at it.
Whoosh!
The small boat rocketed forward like a missile, skimming across the sea at speeds of six to seven hundred kilometers per hour!
"Holy crap, so fast!" Ye Wudao stood on the boat, bracing against the fierce winds, exhilarated by the breakneck pace.
"God-grandpa, why not just reel it up in one go?" Ye Wudao asked curiously.
"Heh, clearly you don’t know the art of fishing, boy. The excitement isn’t in catching the fish—it’s in playing the fish!" The old rogue laughed.
"So that’s how it is!"
The old rogue chuckled. "Heh heh, kid, want to try fishing up a Bull Python Jiao Dragon yourself?"
Ye Wudao glanced enviously at the golden fishing rod in the old rogue’s hand. "Can I?" he couldn’t help but ask.
"Heh, you’ll never know unless you try!" The old rogue grinned, casually handing the golden fishing rod to Ye Wudao.
"Alright!" Ye Wudao felt a burst of excitement. After all, this was a mid-stage Transformation Realm Bull Python Jiao Dragon—just imagining the thrill of fishing it was electrifying!
Out of caution, Ye Wudao gripped the fishing rod with both hands, knowing the strength of a big catch underwater was no joke!
But the moment Ye Wudao took hold of the rod, he stood frozen in shock!
SPLASH! Ye Wudao was yanked straight off the boat like he’d been hit by a speeding train, plunging into the ocean.
"Holy crap, what monstrous strength!" Ye Wudao flailed in the water, trying to steady the fishing rod with both hands, yet under the overwhelming force, he was practically dragged through the ocean.
"Hahaha..." The old rogue burst into laughter at the sight. "You brat, this isn’t just a fish—it’s a Bull Python Jiao Dragon! How’s that for a thrill?"
"Old rogue, you’re messing with me!" Ye Wudao’s face flushed red with rage, unable to control the Bull Python Jiao Dragon’s sheer force.
"Haha, young man, this is your opportunity to spar with the Bull Python Jiao Dragon—don’t back down now!" The old rogue puffed on his dry tobacco pipe, lazily exhaling clouds of smoke.
His words ignited a spark in Ye Wudao’s gaze—a surge of fighting spirit.
Yes!
He couldn’t defeat the Bull Python Jiao Dragon directly, but now it was already ensnared by the old rogue. How could he not take this opportunity?
With newfound resolve, Ye Wudao’s expression hardened!
Time to go all out!
Ye Wudao poured all his strength into maintaining his grip on the golden fishing rod. Yet against the overwhelming power disparity, he continued being dragged and lifted in the ocean like a rag doll.
Still, Ye Wudao refused to yield!
If he couldn’t beat the Bull Python Jiao Dragon head-on with strength—
Then he’d outlast it!
When it came to endurance, he never lost to anyone!
Thus, from dawn onwards, Ye Wudao wrestled with the Bull Python Jiao Dragon, the battle stretching into the night.
Nighttime.
Stars dotted the vast expanse.
Ye Wudao remained submerged in the ocean, hands locked onto the golden fishing rod, engaging in a war of attrition with the Bull Python Jiao Dragon.
The next morning.
Ye Wudao continued his tireless contest against the Bull Python Jiao Dragon.
The old rogue reclined leisurely aboard the small boat, sipping wine from his jug, a trace of admiration reflected in his eyes. "You truly are Ye Zhenguo’s grandson. Impressive, young man."
Days passed this way!
The man and the Jiao Dragon locked in combat amidst the sea for an entire week!
"The Bull Python Jiao Dragon’s strength is steadily weakening—it must be nearing its limit!" Ye Wudao judged, his eyes blazing as his arms erupted with Divine Power. Roaring out, he shouted, "Rise!"
BOOM!
A massive creature burst out of the depths, crashing heavily onto the sea’s surface—it was none other than the Bull Python Jiao Dragon.
The Bull Python Jiao Dragon was utterly spent, its body battered, bloodied, and on the verge of death!
"Senior, I admit defeat..." the Bull Python Jiao Dragon whimpered.
But upon lifting its gaze towards Ye Wudao, its pupils contracted violently. "Impossible! You’re the one who fought me all this time?"
"Heh heh, what, disappointed?" Ye Wudao sneered.
"No... you win. I surrender wholeheartedly..." The Bull Python Jiao Dragon hung its head. Losing a battle of strength to a human much weaker than itself, it had finally accepted its fate.
