I Pick Up A Bunch Of Attributes

216 Unforgettable

After a long silence, Jiao Qingtu finally could not help but ask, “Fellow practitioner, why are you willing to become enemies with the Demon Divine Palace and save the youngster from my clan?”

Jiao Qingtu had been invincible for most of its life. It had gone through ups and downs, seen both the good and bad, and its belief was that for a person to help someone unrelated without holding back…

It was something very, very difficult!

“If you insist…”

Feng Xia thought about it seriously for a moment before answering sincerely, “Maybe it’s because that kid is quite good-looking?!”

Jiao Qingtu shuddered for no reason.

Why did the uneasy feeling in its heart suddenly become stronger?

“Fellow practitioner, don’t joke about this kind of thing.” Jiao Qingtu shook its head with a bitter smile, but halfway through, it suddenly started coughing violently.

Almost instantly, its body became exceptionally hunched.

Immediately after, the old man suddenly lay on the ground and returned to its original form without any warning. A huge flood dragon lay across the wilderness, emanating a dense sense of death.

“Cough, cough, cough…”

Jiao Qingtu coughed continuously as blood gushed out from its mouth.

Even its blood looked grayish at this moment. The death energy accumulated in its body had reached its limit and could no longer be suppressed by its cultivation base. It had begun to continuously corrode every inch of its body.

Feng Xia suddenly frowned. “Fellow practitioner, your injuries…”

Looking at such a scene, no matter how slow his reaction was, he already realized that something was wrong.

In an instant, a troubling thought jumped into his mind.

“Previously, I tried to check his injuries many times, but he kept blocking me. Could it be because…”

With this thought in mind, Feng Xia once again released his senses in an attempt to examine Jiao Qingtu’s injuries.

However, in the next second, he had a look of horror on his face.

“How is that possible… Your injuries are clearly—”

“Cough, cough, cough… My injuries are fine.”

Jiao Qingtu coughed a few more times and spat out a few pieces of its internal organs. It seemed to look a little more comfortable, but its aura became even weaker, “Fellow practitioner, my East Sea Flood Dragon Clan only has this one seedling left. I still want to see him grow up and marry eight or ten female flood dragons. One day, he will restore the glory of my East Sea Flood Dragon Clan….”

The old flood dragon whispered weakly. Around it, many plants were being corroded by the death aura and were withering in batches.

Feng Xia suddenly fell silent.

He did not have much medical knowledge, but he was clear about Jiao Qingtu’s current situation. Even with its Dharma Characteristic Realm cultivation, the old king of the East Sea Flood Dragon Clan was no longer able to stop the loss of its essence. It would not be long before this powerful existence came face to face with death.

“No, to be more precise…”

Without Jiao Qingtu’s interference, Feng Xia finally saw everything clearly.

An indescribable bitterness suddenly surged in his heart.

With his attainments in the soul, he could clearly sense that Jiao Qingtu’s soul had already disappeared from its zifu.

He suddenly understood.

When he first met Jiao Qingtu, the elder’s soul had already completely dissipated. However, its obsession was extremely strong, bearing the final madness of the East Sea Flood Dragon Clan. Even after its death, this obsession had been controlling its body, allowing it to be able to rush over from the East Sea and try to break into the Demon Divine Palace time and and again.

If it had not met him…

Feng Xia paused his thoughts for a moment and did not continue.

What he encountered was never the real Jiao Qingtu, but a soul that was unwilling to die, or a reverberation that refused to be forgotten. It kept echoing in this world and finally intertwined with his fate.

“Even if he doesn’t notice it himself, the period of three days is probably the longest that he can last.”

When he looked at the old flood dragon again, the complexity in Feng Xia’s eyes became even more intense. “It’s because he brought me to attack the Demon Divine Palace that caused the strength of his obsession to be constantly consumed, greatly reducing the time that he can exist. By now, the obsession is about to be completely exhausted.”

He knew that once Jiao Qingtu’s obsession dissipated, it would be completely dead without a trace left behind.

Jiao Qingtu did not seem to notice the change in Feng Xia. At this moment, it was no longer the Dragon King of the East Sea, nor was it a Dharma Characteristic Realm expert who shocked the world. It was just an ordinary elder on its deathbed.

“That kid Jiao Jiao is very mysterious, but he’s also very interesting. He learns everything very quickly, to the point of scaring people to death. Even in the 10,000 years of history of the East Sea Flood Dragon Clan, there has never been such a miracle. As long as he’s around, the East Sea Flood Dragon Clan won’t be considered extinct!”

As it spoke, its eyes seemed to glow. “Fellow practitioner, where exactly did you hide that kid? Quickly let him come and meet me. I don’t have much strength left… Cough, cough, cough! I really don’t have much…”

Just as it said this, it coughed violently again.

Suddenly, one of its claws fell to the ground and the flesh quickly melted. It had already suffered a terrifying injury there, but it had been suppressing it with its cultivation, barely preventing it from exploding.

However, as Jiao Qingtu’s cultivation continued to decline, the various injuries on its body could no longer be suppressed.

Immediately after, one of its eyeballs dropped out and rolled far away.

Feng Xia looked at this scene in a daze.

Not long ago, the elder could still pick up the eyeball and stuff it back into its eye socket.

However…

It could not do it now.

Its two claws fell to the ground and were corroded by some terrifying power. They turned into blood bit by bit and could no longer regenerate.

“Fellow practitioner, quick, get him here.” Jiao Qingtu panted heavily and gave a trembling smile. “Although my eyes are blurry, I can still give him some pointers….”

Feng Xia’s expression became colder and colder. In the end, he let out a long sigh.

The starlight around him gradually receded, revealing a good-looking young man with a pair of horns on his head. Even though he was just standing there, he had an extraordinary aura.

“You… How did you…” Jiao Qingtu was stunned.

Its thoughts were a little chaotic, but it managed to react quickly. “I see, I see… No wonder you said that you’re not from the Flood Dragon Clan… No wonder, no wonder…”

Jiao Qingtu seemed to have figured something out. With a hint of relief and regret, it smiled and closed its remaining eye, “Never mind, at least the inheritance of the East Sea Flood Dragon Clan will not dissipate yet….”

At this moment, a firm voice suddenly sounded in its almost deaf ears.

“No… Look carefully!”

Jiao Qingtu looked over weakly and saw a flood dragon that was 100 feet long. It looked majestic and there was a noble bloodline surging within it.

Roar—

This flood dragon raised its head and roared.

Jiao Qingtu finally closed its eyes, “Thank… thank you…”