I Can Gain One Skill Point Per Second Chapter 668: Yunhe Town in Uproar! The Divine Dragon Appears

In the very next moment, it seemed that the mob was about to surge forward and tear Lin Yi limb from limb.

"Heh, the brat does have some self-awareness. In that case, we of the Black Death Sect won't bother with you, trash. Go on, scram. As for those two girls behind you, heh heh, they belong to our Black Death Sect."

"Just roll away as you please. We'll let them go after we've had our fill. But whether they'll still be in one piece by then, that's anyone's guess."

Hei Kuang's words were met with lewd laughter from the members of the Black Death Sect and the surrounding onlookers.

There was nothing to be done. Whether it was Ao Shu or Xiyue, both were peerless beauties. It would be odd if they weren't targeted when out and about.

The character of the Black Death Sect's men needed no further debate.

Just a few words, and their true nature was fully exposed.

Dealing with these sorts of individuals, Lin Yi found no reason to hold back.

However, to continue his stay at the Dubhe Pavilion, Lin Yi preferred not to reveal his true strength for the time being.

"Alright, I have something significant for you. Do you want to talk to it?"

With a thought, Ao Hun emerged from the battle pet space, appearing before everyone's eyes.

A gargantuan figure, several hundred meters in size, unraveled itself in the relatively confined space of the tavern. With a resounding crash, the small tavern was utterly demolished.

Whether it was the members of the Black Death Sect or the ill-intentioned bystanders, all were sent tumbling by Ao Hun's immense form. Caught completely off guard, many were sent sprawling, spitting blood in their wake.

Upon witnessing a creature whose scales dwarhed their own bodies suddenly materialize, Zhang Yun was indeed taken aback.

"Master, did you summon me~?"

"I've been bored stiff staying in the battle pet space for so long. Hehe, what do you say, Master, is there a fight brewing?"

The overwhelming aura emanating from a colossal body hundreds of meters tall was terrifying. The fearsome raw power fluctuations of the late Heaven-man stage were astonishing to all the inhabitants of Yunhe Town who bore witness to the spectacle.

Everyone had a general understanding of who this 'Master' was being addressed by.

Even those with malevolent intentions moments before were now filled with dread, and Zhang Yun herself felt as though she were dreaming.

"Apologies, Master, for causing you trouble. Primarily, the Black Death Sect lackeys were speaking far too disrespectfully, so I summoned the family-assigned bodyguard. I didn't startle you, did I, Master?"

To not be startled was impossible.

However, rather than sheer fright, it felt more like a pleasant shock.

Zhang Yun could clearly perceive the formidable strength of the gigantic creature encircling the four of them. With its terrifying late Heaven-man stage power, few in Xiang Wuxing could contend with it.

Such a formidable expert acting as the bodyguard for the first senior disciple of the Dubhe Pavilion would drastically enhance the Dubhe Pavilion's overall might, a truly terrifying prospect!

Contemplating this, Zhang Yun's words became flustered with excitement.

"No, it's, it's fine, you didn't scare me. Your intervention was vital. Those Black Death Sect fellows likely can't get back on their feet. Truly befitting of our Dubhe Pavilion's senior disciple."

"Xiyue, Ao Shu, both of you should learn more from your senior brother. When he makes a move, it's truly impactful!"

Zhang Yun's mental fortitude was truly commendable.

Her rapid adaptability was a quality rarely displayed by a mere sixteen-year-old girl.

Yet, Ao Hun found himself completely perplexed by her words.

Master? Senior brother?

Initially, Ao Hun suspected its perception was not sharp enough. It promptly held its breath and scrutinised Zhang Yun meticulously, but no matter how it probed, it could only detect that Zhang Yun possessed mediocre strength, approximately at the early stage of the Eighth Transformation according to Blue Star's standards.

Could someone like this be Lin Yi's master? Could it be that I awoke too abruptly and am hallucinating?

Before Ao Hun could voice its query, Lin Yi began his explanation.

"Hey, Ao Hun, get acquainted. This is my master, Zhang Yun, and also..."

After a round of introductions and explanations, Ao Hun grasped the majority of the situation.

It remained puzzled, however, as to why Lin Yi and the others would recognize Zhang Yun as their master.

Naturally, as a cunning ancient dragon that had lived for millennia, Ao Hun swiftly deduced that Lin Yi and the others were up to something. Thus, it refrained from speaking further and respectfully lowered its head, bowing before Lin Yi and the others.

"Master, I suspect you're not in the mood for further shopping today, are you? How about we pack up our spoils and head back to Ciyun Peak first?"

With that said, Lin Yi stepped forward, ascending onto Ao Hun's colossal dragon head.

Xiyue and Ao Shu followed close behind, leaving only Zhang Yun in a state of hesitant indecision.

Before her stood an authentic, colossal dragon.

Even setting aside its immense combat prowess, its sheer presence alone was enough to intimidate countless powerful figures into soiling themselves.

Dubhe Pavilion once held a position of prominence in Yunzhou, and its young mistress, Zhang Yun, possessed considerable knowledge, having encountered formidable Mountain Guardian Beasts. Even so, a true dragon remained far beyond her wildest imagination.

"Master, what is causing the delay? While Ao Hun might not appear entirely friendly, it is quite well-behaved." Ao Shu gestured enthusiastically towards Zhang Yun, whose new description made Ao Hun feel an unusual discomfort throughout its being.

Finally, under the watchful, apprehensive eyes of Yunhe Town’s residents, Lin Yi and his companions, a group of four, mounted the colossal dragon and soared towards Ciyun Peak.

"Is—is that truly a dragon?"

"Indeed, judging by its immense aura, it ought to be referred to as the Dragon God. Its terrifying might is comparable to the late Heaven-man stage. A single stomp from it could obliterate our entire Yunhe Town."

"It appears Dubhe Pavilion is poised for a significant resurgence this time. While the exact origins of the young man and his entourage are unknown, the Divine Beast he brought forth speaks volumes. Even the entirety of Yunzhou could not possibly produce such a fearsome Divine Beast."

"Hahaha, let’s put Dubhe Pavilion aside for the moment. Cast your gaze upon Liuxiang Residence; it was utterly annihilated by that dragon’s passage. Now, Liuxiang Residence cannot even salvage a single intact cooking pot."

After a period, the clamor of scattered discussions roused Hei Kuang from his dazed state. However, the moment he struggled to open his eyes, a forceful slap landed squarely on his right cheek.

"Hei Kuang, you imbecile, who gave you leave to provoke that young lady, Zhang Yun? Because of your actions, the entire Black Death **Sect** is now implicated in this serious trouble!"

Do not be deceived by the fact that Xiang Wuxing exists in an era less advanced technologically. In this epoch, both established official bodies and local factions or **Sects** maintain highly sophisticated intelligence networks. Virtually any event of significance within Yunhe Town is rapidly documented and disseminated. This is especially true for something as monumental as the appearance of a Dragon God. Within a mere three minutes, the news had spread across Yunhe Town.

Still reeling from the impact of the slap, Hei Kuang managed to pry his eyes open and was about to respond when he found himself confronting the **Sect** Leader’s face, which was exceptionally grim and dark, appearing as though it might weep water. "**Sect** Leader, I, I..."

"You, what is this ‘I’? Has your mind been completely addled?"