Peach Blossom Divine Medical God Chapter 1871 - 1865: Xiao Hei’s Merit

The mud pit continued to churn.

Approximately ten minutes passed.

Suddenly, with a loud bang, the dragon leapt out of the mud pit.

As it emerged, it pulled the mud-covered Prince out with it.

The mud-covered Prince, once arrogant and wild, was now a shadow of his former self.

Several wounds marked his body, and his ancient robe was tattered.

Clearly, he had been severely taught a lesson by the dragon.

Roar!

After dragging out the mud-covered Prince, the dragon did not cease its attack; it roared in fury mid-air and continued its assault on the mud-covered Prince.

The restored dragon’s aura was overwhelming!

The power of the Spirit Gathering Realm was displayed vividly on its body.

"You... You’re forcing my hand!"

The mud-covered Prince was in a pitiful state, but he was not resigned to being vanquished so easily.

He gritted his teeth, rising and forcibly harnessing his power to confront the dragon.

The two clashed outside the mud pit again.

The dragon, healed from its injuries, embodied the ferocity of that night.

Roaring and shrieking, it even summoned its horned pearl.

The mud-covered Prince, due to being sealed, had not yet recovered.

He was already no match for the dragon in the mud pit, and even less so outside.

Even risking his life was futile.

In just a few short minutes, he was defeated.

Once again, the dragon smacked him to the ground, causing him to vomit blood.

"You... you all think you’re so great because of numbers? Even if I become a ghost, I won’t let you get away with this!" The mud-covered Prince lay on the ground, still casting resentful glances at Chen Yang and the dragon.

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang and the dragon both laughed.

"Relying on numbers? Without the master’s involvement, I could’ve easily taken you down!" The dragon chuckled lightly, dismissively.

"Hahaha, even you, a spirit beast turned dragon, choose to sign a master-servant contract with a human? What a disgrace to us!" The mud-covered Prince stubbornly retorted, provoking pointedly.

As if trying to regain some dignity from another angle.

This action was tantamount to courting death.

The dragon was already sensitive about the master-servant contract.

It had accepted it only for survival, and now mocked, it was naturally enraged!

"You’re asking for death!" The dragon roared in fury, ready to unleash a strike to finish off the mud-covered Prince.

But Chen Yang reached out and halted it.

"Master, let me kill him!" The dragon’s eyes were red with fury.

Chen Yang shook his head: "Don’t rush, I still have some questions for him."

Hearing this, the dragon said no more, merely circling mid-air with red eyes.

"You’ve lived for hundreds of years and yet lack perception? Are you reckless or intentionally seeking death?" Chen Yang was quite intrigued by the mud-covered Prince’s character.

Clearly, this creature was a crafty old hand.

Despite the tough facade and defiant attitude.

He was constantly seeking opportunities, excuses to slip away.

Only Chen Yang wasn’t fooled.

"Hmph, I’ve lived for hundreds of years, but I’m no coward! You all rely on numbers to bully me when I’m not recovered? Even as a ghost, I won’t let you go!" the mud-covered Prince declared with unyielding dignity.

Such an unyielding aura.

"By your tone, you’re not satisfied?" Chen Yang asked with a smile.

"I’m indeed not satisfied. Give me two days, and if I recover, I’ll crush you two with ease!" The mud-covered Prince quickly stated.

Predictable.

This guy, externally steadfast, was actually using provocation methods all along.

Constantly emphasizing his dissatisfaction.

If Chen Yang was a bit impulsive, he might have agreed directly.

But Chen Yang was composed, seeing everything clearly.

"Haha, so you’re saying I should let you go, wait for you to recover, then fight you again?" Chen Yang asked with a smile.

The mud-covered Prince shamelessly nodded: "Exactly, that’s what I mean! Kid, are you brave enough? Brave enough to let me go, let me recover, and challenge you to a death match!"

Such a sly old mud eel, constantly provoking.

"You damn thing, does my master fear you? You go and recover, and my master will surely take your life in two days!"

Chen Yang wasn’t fooled, but the dragon hovering mid-air got heated, roaring and hinting it wanted the mud-covered Prince to go back and recover.

"Great, seems you have guts. Once I recover, I’ll show you!" As the dragon fell for it, a slight smirk of triumph crossed the mud-covered Prince’s lips.

Patting off dirt, he moved to slip away.

The dragon was heated, but Chen Yang and the Taoist did not fall for it.

After such a fight, he thought he could leave? Impossible.

"Hold it." Chen Yang spoke calmly.

The mud-covered Prince was startled internally but outwardly maintained composure, turning back to Chen Yang, derisively saying: "What? Regret now? Afraid in two days you won’t beat me?"

"You’re clever, but such trickery doesn’t work on me. I gave you a chance, but now you wish to leave without a trace, it’s too late!" Chen Yang shouted boldly.

The mud-covered Prince was shaken and frightened.

"What... What do you mean?"

"Two choices, surrender."

"Or die!"

Chen Yang understood the mud-covered Prince’s general character; he wasn’t interested in wasting more time and directly presented two options.

For a spirit beast of the mud-covered Prince’s tier, killing him would indeed be a pity.

But if he were let go, he might not change.

He’d simply commit misdeeds elsewhere, so the best solution was to subdue him.

This could utilize his centuries of cultivation without letting him commit further wrongs.

Thus giving him another chance.

"Such trickery! I nearly fell for it!" Listening to Chen Yang’s words, the dragon soaring high also realized it had been duped earlier.

They had already won, why wait for him to recover for another fight?

Such a move wasn’t necessary.

The mud-covered Prince, previously adamant, immediately became meek once his ploy was revealed.

Seeing his plan fail, he pretended to ponder, then while no one was paying attention, employed the same trick again.

Taking a deep breath, his cheeks puffed up, akin to the Toad Technique.

Following this, a dense mud stream spewed incessantly from his mouth!

This move was indeed an escape tactic.

Ordinarily, one wouldn’t guard against it.

But Chen Yang had been fooled once; he would naturally be wary now!

Thus, as the mud-covered Prince inhaled, Chen Yang had already reacted, preparing to counter!

Knowing he intended to escape, Chen Yang swiftly dodged the mud attack, and charged at the mud-covered Prince.

The mud-covered Prince was feeling smug, thinking he’d succeeded.

When he turned to flee, he realized Chen Yang had already reached him.

And a fist as big as a sandbag was already aimed at his face.

"Oh damn!!"

The mud-covered Prince cried out, but before he could react, he was punched square in the face.

With a thud, he flew sideways and landed heavily on the ground.

Argh...

The mud-covered Prince spat blood, tried to get up and flee, but in a flash, a gleaming sword was already at his throat.

"Alright, alright. Don’t be rash. I was wrong, I was wrong, don’t kill me," the mud-covered Prince, sensing death, immediately cowered and begged for mercy, losing all his earlier bravado.

"You sly mud eel! So crafty! I shall tear you apart."

Meanwhile, the dragon, covered in mud due to being unguarded earlier, charged over, intent on ripping the mud-covered Prince to shreds.