Within the Lotus Platform Cave Heaven.

Jiang Yuebai struck the large stone by the lakeside with her palm, yet the stone remained unmoved, not even a palm print was left.

"What are you doing?"

Bai Jiuyou walked over, holding an ice cream bar, and looked at Jiang Yuebai with confusion.

Jiang Yuebai was also puzzled, looking at her hand and then at the large stone by the lake.

"Could it be that the Nine-Headed Flood Dragon’s true form is just a weak snake? I have completely absorbed the six pieces of fragmented bones, and earlier when I gathered Dragon Qi and struck down with a palm, not only did my strength not increase, it felt as if I lost my original strength, becoming all weak and soft."

Bai Jiuyou lifted his foot and casually stepped on the large stone, causing the entire stone to shatter in response.

"The stone is not the problem, you are the problem."

Jiang Yuebai flexed her hand, "Maybe it’s because I haven’t completely mastered the first layer yet, I’ll practice more."

Squeak squeak!

Jixiang crawled out from the bushes, furiously gnawing on the broken stone pieces on the ground. Under Jiang Yuebai’s threats and temptations, it started practicing the "Heaven-Swallowing Skill," and since then, it’s always been insatiable.

However, Jiang Yuebai repeatedly mandated that only damaged items could it take to eat, otherwise, it would just have to drink the northwest wind.

Jixiang was bitter, extremely bitter at heart, and could only gnaw on stones to express its bitterness.

In the lake, a Long-Haired Water Ghost with a green lantern silently emerged and then silently submerged again.

"The boat has arrived. Once I cross the barrier into the West Sea, I’ll let you out to play," Jiang Yuebai said to Bai Jiuyou.

Bai Jiuyou shook his head, "Just call me for a fight, otherwise, I’d rather stay here as practicing and artifact refining are more interesting than dealing with people."

Jiang Yuebai smiled, withdrew her Divine Thought, and returned to her physical body outside.

The main body opened its eyes and stretched its arms.

A stretching sound echoed from her tailbone all the way up, an intangible aura spread, making her feel like a snake awakening from hibernation, instinctively wanting to wiggle a bit.

Jiang Yuebai’s mind moved, and a shadow of white scales flickered across her skin.

After integrating the six fragmented bones, she felt a smoother handling of all the dragon-related powers within her.

Moreover, the "Dragon God Transformation" indeed has a complementary feeling with the "Chaos Nirvana Skill," now mobilizing the Chaos Qi from her Golden Core into her spinal cord no longer caused the pain of tearing apart.

However, other areas still couldn’t withstand the Chaos Qi, requiring continued cultivation of the "Dragon God Transformation" to strengthen her physique.

Currently, there was no shortage of Divine Soul Power, so the missing Witch Clan’s Refining God Method could be put on hold for now.

The boat had docked, Jiang Yuebai organized her belongings, wore the Fire Dragon Scale Armor over the Mermaid Silk’s Magical Robe, her white hair neatly tied up, appearing heroic and ready for the battlefield.

Jixiang was still placed in the small basket at her waist. Its sensitivity to danger and treasures could alert her, preventing her from missing important things or getting ambushed.

As she walked out of the Quiet Room, Jiang Yuebai’s fingers brushed across the Crescent Pendant on her neck, concealing her striking aura, making it almost unnoticeable below Divinity Transformation stage that she was wearing a Vestment Robe and Dragon Scale Armor, thinking it was just an ordinary Magic Treasure.

Recognizing above Divinity Transformation wasn’t a concern, her small possessions were insignificant to Divinity Transformation Cultivators.

In the corridor, cultivators from the Quiet Room were walking out one after another, disembarking. Jiang Yuebai saw Jing Chujun being pulled along by her mother, Zhuang Feng, dressed in a goose-yellow long dress, looking exhausted.

Sensing Jiang Yuebai’s gaze, Jing Chujun turned back with a wry smile and tugged at the collar making her uncomfortable.

Zhuang Feng glanced at Jiang Yuebai, and with a disgruntled tone, said to Jing Chujun, "You shouldn’t be associating too closely with people of unknown background. The West Sea Battlefield is filled with peers from noble families, those are the people you should be associating with."

"Once you meet your father, I’ll take you to visit Star Lord Bichen from Biyou Palace. His seven disciples are all outstanding, especially the closed-door disciple Qii Siheng, a talented and versatile individual who has recently attained Nascent Soul. I’ve prepared a gift for you to congratulate him."

Jing Chujun sneered, "Mother, is this why you brought me here?"

Zhuang Feng implored, "The Immortal Path is long and arduous, you are not skilled in anything, you must find a companion so we can rest assured!"

"No need, I’m quite fine on my own."

"Why are you so selfish? You think you’re fine alone? Have you ever considered how much we’ve worried about you since you were young? How long do you want us to keep worrying? Or have you taken a liking to someone else? Is it that Xie whatshisname you introduced into the sect?"

"Mother! I’ve said it before, he’s just a like-minded fellow Taoist! That’s all!"

Not wanting to argue on the ship, Jing Chujun pushed past the people in front and walked away.

"Stop right there! You’re becoming more disobedient!" Zhuang Feng followed closely, endlessly scolding.

Jiang Yuebai watched from behind, shook her head helplessly, and sighed silently.

She couldn’t help but think of Lu Nanzhi, wondering if Anan was the same back then, constantly restrained and arranged by the family.

Fortunately, her Anan was determined and clear-headed, knowing what she wanted and daring to fight against it.

Upon stepping out of the ship, the sky was refreshingly clear, and the vast mountains and rivers came into view, layers of green mountains overlapping in intricate formations.

From the northwest to the southeast, a Great Wall of thousands of miles stood upon the ridge of the Fulong Mountain Range, weaving across like a dragon.

Standing on the midair boat, Jiang Yuebai could see the heavy crossbows lining the walls glinting with cold light, pointing towards the southwestern scarred lands.

Using the Fulong Mountain Range as a boundary, the direction of the West Sea had turned to scorched earth, amidst flying war flames, utterly contrasting with the lush mountains.

Jiang Yuebai faintly saw several campsites nearby, filled with white tents subtly arranged into a solid Great Array.

Pushed by someone from behind, Jiang Yuebai retracted her gaze and disembarked, following the crowd to the gateway below the Fulong Mountain, to have her Token verified and enter the pass.

The Token given to Jiang Yuebai by Xie Jingshan was for the True Martial Immortal Sect disciples, passing the checkpoint smoothly.

While on the ship, Jiang Yuebai didn’t notice, but upon crossing the city gate, she saw a light curtain spanning between heaven and earth, using the Great Wall on the mountain ridge as its base, sealing the area completely.

This array was set up personally by the Integration Dao Lord of the True Martial Immortal Sect, without a Body Integration Realm cultivation, it was simply impossible to break through.

The gate tower’s entry-check wasn’t as strict as Jiang Yuebai imagined, disciples of second-tier sects, loose cultivators, and cultivators hired by merchant associations could all get through by paying certain fees.

Exiting only required one additional check.

Jiang Yuebai looked at the Ancient Mirror on the city gate. Everyone passing underneath would be revealed in their original form. There were cultivators different from the reflection in the mirror, but as long as they were human, no one stopped them, they could just hand over the exit Token to leave.

Suddenly curious, Jiang Yuebai wondered what kind of reflection she would see if she stood under the mirror.

"Fresh dragon blood for sale～"

"Dragon heart and gall, Dragon tendon and scales, don’t miss out as you pass by."

Beyond the gate was a town with muddy grounds, incredibly dirty and chaotic, stalls were everywhere, selling dragon-related materials.

Wooden signs at shop entrances stated the current prices for receiving items, and various cultivators hurriedly moved back and forth between these shops.

Jiang Yuebai felt inexplicably dizzy, unable to stand the sight of dragon clan remnants everywhere; she stood in the middle of the road, took a deep breath of the bloody air, and silently reminded herself.

"Jiang Yuebai, you are human, not a dragon, do not feel excessive compassion."

With Nascent Soul formation approaching, her state of mind was fragile, easily influenced by external factors, becoming sentimental; this was a normal condition, foretelling the issues her Nascent Soul tribulation might face.

Calmed down, Jiang Yuebai wandered around, preparing to buy some practical materials, then find a loose cultivator team to go dragon hunting at sea.

Once successfully entering the West Sea Domain, she could leave the team and go find Ao Juan.