Chapter 34: The Emerald Ridge Fairy is Finally Dead!

Tens of thousands of Dead Nether Spirits appeared one after another by the waters, rivers, and lakes.

They stared fixedly at the Old Croc-Dragon, roaring in unison: "Die!"

"Die!" "Die!" "Die!"...

The sound, audible only to Luo Zhou and the Old Croc-Dragon, echoed through the heavens.

At this moment, the Old Croc-Dragon was truly terrified.

For it saw that with every Dead Nether Spirit, a memory surfaced in its mind.

"Liu Afa, ordinary mortal, male, forty-three years old, tofu seller. On May 17th, eighty-three years ago, eaten by me. Ate five mouthfuls, including the tofu. Tasted very good..."

"Zhang Kexin, ordinary mortal, female, twenty-seven years old, housewife. On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, one hundred and twenty years ago, washing clothes by the river. Slowed down in the rain and was chased to the bank and eaten by me. Too thin, not tasty..."

"Yue Nan, Qi Refining cultivator, fifty-six years old. On June 15th, thirty-seven years ago, came to assassinate me and was eaten by me. I specifically took over ten extra bites; he was still cursing me when he died..."

...

Tens of thousands of people, transformed into eerie existences, surrounded them from all directions.

The Old Croc-Dragon instantly transformed, its body shrinking to three zhang in size with long, sturdy limbs, and it turned to flee.

It possessed four transformation forms: a cute form as a small dog, a ten-zhang siege form, a seven-zhang combat form, and its current three-zhang escape form.

It was afraid and wanted to run.

But the Old Croc-Dragon never imagined it would be surrounded by tens of thousands of Dead Nether Spirits.

No one else could see them; only Luo Zhou and the Old Croc-Dragon could.

Seeing them as real existences, the spirits blocked the Old Croc-Dragon's path, encircling it so it could not escape.

"Die, die, die, die!"

The Old Croc-Dragon screamed in terror: "What kind of ghosts are these?! Fang Daoqi, what kind of trickery is this? Aren't you afraid my mother will annihilate you!"

Fang Daoqi was also dumbfounded, not knowing what the Old Croc-Dragon was doing.

However, he inexplicably sensed an incredibly terrifying Nether aura emanating from the Old Croc-Dragon.

Fang Daoqi couldn't help but retreat, keeping a wide distance.

"What are you people?! Get lost! Get far away from me!"

The Old Croc-Dragon roared again!

But to its surprise, a Dead Nether Spirit spoke

"Yue Canglong, I am you.

You ate me, and I became a part of you. Back then, you even praised how tender and delicious my meat was!"

"Yue Canglong, you bit me thirteen times before I finally drew my last breath.

Back then, I could not slay the dragon, but today, I have come for you!"

"Yue Canglong, have you forgotten?

You swallowed me in one gulp. I stayed in your belly for three whole days before I died. It hurt so much!"

Tens of thousands of Dead Nether Spirits were all recounting their deaths to the Old Croc-Dragon.

The Old Croc-Dragon heard every word clearly and saw every spirit vividly.

Suddenly, all the Dead Nether Spirits spoke in unison

"In the past, you ate us; today, we eat you!

The Heavenly Dao cycles; blood for blood, tooth for tooth!"

"Yue Canglong, die!"

The frantic shouting of tens of thousands of spirits left the Old Croc-Dragon trembling in fear.

It suddenly screamed, "Mother! Mother! Help me!"

As it cried out, spiritual light gathered upon its body. In a blur, a magnificent figure appeared!

The figure stood three zhang tall, yet it was hazy, its face indistinguishable.

A celestial maiden in white, her clothes fluttering in the wind. With exquisite jade feet standing in the void and long, straight legs like spears, her slender waist was like a willow, appearing proud and elegant.

There was a sharp, heroic, and even domineering aura about her!

As the phantom appeared, Luo Zhou realized it was the Fairy of Emerald Ridge, using the Heavenly Divine Seal to project a fraction of her consciousness here.

Seeing her appearance, the Old Croc-Dragon couldn't help but cry out, "Mother, help me!"

Fairy Emerald Ridge frowned and said

"You wretched thing. You've been a handful since you were an egg. I hatched you only to deal with your endless trouble!"

"Mother, you finally came to see me! When I was little, I helped you eliminate enemies, and every time I ate someone, you would praise me. I've eaten so many people now; praise me again! Don't abandon me!"

"Shut up. Back then, those you ate were enemies. Now you are indiscriminately killing the innocent. If you continue, even I won't be able to protect you."

Divine light emanated from her, a light capable of destroying all wandering souls and dead spirits.

Despite her words, she made her move, being protective of her own spiritual pet.

She did not take these tens of thousands of Dead Nether Spirits seriously, thinking she could wipe them out with a single strike.

However, under the divine light, the spirits remained unharmed.

She shifted through three more spells—Divine Flame, Holy Ice, Light Dust...

Despite her many incantations, nothing worked. She looked around and said hesitantly

"What are these? They are neither wandering souls, nor vengeful ghosts, nor specters. What are they?"

Since they were not souls, ghosts, or specters, she could not destroy them.

While she hesitated, a Dead Nether Spirit flew before her.

Fairy Emerald Ridge snapped angrily, "Arrogant! Do you seek death—"

But the spirit spoke: "Is it Xiao Cui?

I am your Third Aunt. When you were little and had no food, you ate quite a lot of my family's meals..."

Fairy Emerald Ridge froze, looking at the spirit, and said hesitantly, "Th... Third Aunt?"

She confirmed repeatedly; it was indeed the neighborly Third Aunt who had helped her in her youth.

"You said back then that you would repay me. So this is how you repay me? Eating me in seven bites, devouring me piece by piece!"

The Dead Nether Spirit grew increasingly frenzied, filled with endless hatred.

Another spirit drifted up to her

"Xiao Cui, it's me, Uncle Wang.

I helped you build your house and your wooden bed. One day, when bad boys tried to bully you, I was the one who drove them away. Do you remember me?"

"Uncle Wang? You... how are you dead too!"

"I died long ago, eaten by the Croc-Dragon you raised.

I ran for my life, and it chased me relentlessly, biting me nine times, and even ate my entire family!

You said you would repay me, and this is how you do it!"

Endless hatred!

Another spirit flew up.

"Martial Uncle, it's Xiao Bei!

I used to admire you so much, running errands and serving you. You were my idol, and you even passed down spells to me. Do you remember me?

Even though I was eaten by the Croc-Dragon, I am happy, because it is your dragon son!"

There were over a dozen such spirits, surrounding Fairy Emerald Ridge and recounting the past!

Fairy Emerald Ridge could hardly believe it. When she had entered the sect to cultivate, she had left the Croc-Dragon behind. Thirty years later, she had returned having achieved cultivation.

She thought these people had simply died of old age and hadn't paid them much mind, never imagining they had all been eaten by the Old Croc-Dragon.

"What is the meaning of this?!" she demanded in fury.

The Old Croc-Dragon answered submissively

"Mother, you left without taking me. I was angry, I was furious!

These fellows had all received your gratitude; they didn't deserve it!

I hated them, so I looked for opportunities to eat them all!"

"You loved eating humans back then. If I had taken you into the sect, you would have died!"

"As long as I can follow Mother, I am willing to die!"

At these words, Fairy Emerald Ridge fell silent.

The Dead Nether Spirits tightly surrounded the Old Croc-Dragon, and while they spoke, they were not idle; they were desperately working to erode the Heavenly Divine Seal protecting it.

Suddenly, a spirit shouted, "It's broken! It's broken!"

All the Dead Nether Spirits shouted in unison

"In the past, you ate us; today, we eat you!

The Heavenly Dao cycles; blood for blood, tooth for tooth!"

"Yue Canglong, die!"

They broke through the Old Croc-Dragon's defenses and began to feast on its flesh.

Fairy Emerald Ridge wanted to stop them, but she could not; she had no way to deal with the Dead Nether Spirits.

The Old Croc-Dragon, however, was ferocious. In its final moments, facing the countless spirits, it underwent a sudden transformation into its largest ten-zhang form.

Then, it grabbed a Dead Nether Spirit and swallowed it whole.

"I ate you while I was alive; why should I fear you now that you are dead? I will eat you again!"

The spirit was swallowed, and inside its belly, it began to frantically devour the dragon from within.

Seeing this, Fairy Emerald Ridge moved to act, but then stopped, letting out a long sigh!

"Sigh!"

Saying nothing more, the Heavenly Divine Seal protecting the Old Croc-Dragon vanished completely.

Fang Daoqi was stunned, not understanding the Old Croc-Dragon's sudden madness, and then the appearance of Fairy Emerald Ridge's projection sent him kneeling to the ground in terror.

Then, the flesh of the Old Croc-Dragon began to mysteriously diminish, as if being bitten away, leaving him bewildered.

A moment later, the Old Croc-Dragon died. Its flesh, skin, tendons, spine, and brain were all consumed.

Only a snow-white skeleton remained, still posed in its final combat stance!

Having devoured it, the many Dead Nether Spirits slowly dissipated.

Fairy Emerald Ridge cast a glance at Fang Daoqi!

"Yue Canglong was my spiritual pet and fought for me. I raised him here freely.

However, he never lost his beastly nature. On rainy nights, he silently ate humans, causing countless deaths—a crime unforgivable!

Therefore, I have acted to eliminate him. His crimes were heinous and unpardonable.

Place this skeleton before my stone statue as a warning to all: do not commit evil, and do not harm others!

Otherwise, no matter who you are, death is certain!"

With that, Fairy Emerald Ridge vanished!

Luo Zhou was speechless. This wretched thing—turning a funeral into a celebration and claiming all the credit. No wonder it could become a Golden Core True Person.

Fang Daoqi stood dazed before walking over to gently touch the bones of the Old Croc-Dragon.

Trembling, he whispered

"The Rain Night Demon... the Old Croc-Dragon... is dead?"

"The Rain Night Demon is dead! Dead! Dead!"

He roared as if driven mad.

Following his roar, many cultivators in the city who had been secretly watching also roared frantically

"The Rain Night Demon, the Old Croc-Dragon, is dead! Dead!"

Ordinary people did not understand what this meant, but since the Rain Night Demon was dead, they joined in the shouting.

"Dead! Dead!"

The entire city erupted into a frenzy, as boisterous as a New Year celebration!