My Daily Life of Farming in the World of Cultivation

He never imagined that the Jiao Dragon he encountered before, at the Golden Core Stage, had such a powerful backing.

If he had known this earlier, he wouldn't have dared to touch it at all.

"Everyone, I truly had no idea about this matter before. It was all done by my subordinates on their own.

And from the looks of the Jiao Dragon King, he clearly doesn't intend to spare anyone present!

Even if you blame me, it won't help!

It's better to think of a way to escape with our lives!"

The middle-aged scholar on the rooftop, although unaware of who was responsible, was certain that the Golden Core cultivators below had something to do with it.

So he said to the Jiao Dragon King: "Dragon King, this matter has nothing to do with our Wanxiang Tower. How about I hand them over to you and let you handle it as you see fit?"

The Jiao Dragon King in the sky let out a grotesque laugh with his gaping mouth.

"I have declared that every human present, including all the beings in this sea domain, must die!!"

As he spoke, the surrounding storm had already gathered strength.

In an instant, torrential rain poured onto the mothership, and the fierce wind ravaged around it.

Lightning continuously struck down from the dark clouds above.

The array on the entire mothership began to flicker wildly.

At the same time, the fierce beasts on the sea surface stirred up terrifying waves and rushed towards the mothership in the sky.

Three-pronged attacks from above, middle, and below converged on the mothership, causing it to sway helplessly like a maiden being ravaged by a brute.

Faced with such a situation, the middle-aged scholar could only return to the Wanxiang Tower with a grim face.

"Father, what do we do now?"

Back on the ninth floor, Ling Long, who had been waiting, anxiously stepped forward and asked.

The middle-aged scholar glared fiercely at Situ Guang beside him with a dark face.

Then he took a deep breath and said: "Don't worry, I had already reported this matter to the Building Master before I came!

We didn't want to confront this Jiao Dragon King unless absolutely necessary.

Since he is so reckless, we have no choice!

Gather all the Golden Core cultivators and don't spare any mana. Infuse all your mana into the array of this flying boat.

I will report this situation now!"

"Yes, Father, Elder!!"

After the middle-aged scholar left, Ling Long and Situ Guang exchanged glances.

Then they began to issue orders.

It didn't take long for beams of light to emanate from the Wanxiang Tower, continuously infusing into the entire mothership, gradually stabilizing the previously rocking vessel.

Meanwhile, in front of the Forbidden Altar on the eighth floor.

The middle-aged scholar stood there as an elderly man with white hair appeared in a light screen.

"Building Master, this is the current situation. Without support, we can hold out for only a few days at most before the Jiao Dragon King breaches us!"

The elder in the light screen nodded slightly: "I understand. This Jiao Dragon has left the Ten Thousand Demon Sea Domain and is causing trouble in our human territory.

Coincidentally, I know Fiery Sun Sword Venerate needs a dragon soul to create a Sword Spirit.

Let me discuss this matter with Fiery Sun Sword Venerate, maybe we can even gain a favor!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged scholar's eyes lit up: "Thank you, Building Master!"

"Elder Qingyue, hold out a bit longer. Help will arrive soon!"

The middle-aged scholar, also known as Taoist Qingyue, left the eighth floor and entered the ninth floor.

Although this Wanxiang Tower is a branch in the Wind Spirit Sea Domain, it is actually a powerful magical treasure.

Once integrated into this flying boat, it becomes the core component of the vessel.

Significantly enhancing the power of the flying boat's array.

Having a moment to spare, Taoist Qingyue also began channeling his own mana through the Wanxiang Tower into the flying boat.

Not only did it greatly increase the flying boat's defenses, but it also triggered the array to launch powerful attacks on the fierce beasts below.

Since the Building Master had already agreed to help, the current goal was to delay as much as possible.

However, the flying boat's attack power was limited, only able to target the slower-moving beasts below, not the Jiao Dragon above.

The Jiao Dragon in the sky noticed that the flying boat still had the power to counterattack.

So it continued to weave through the clouds, letting out piercing shrieks.

The clouds above surged more violently, and the storm's power grew.

Lightning from the clouds fell like rain on the flying boat.

However, the flying boat had abundant energy reserves, and with the support of many Golden Core cultivators, the dragon's spells did not immediately break through its defenses.

The Jiao Dragon let out another long shriek.

Suddenly, a vast phantom image appeared over its colossal body.

The surrounding storm and the nature's spiritual energy began to pour madly into this phantom.

As the phantom solidified, the Brave Dragon used it to enshroud the entire flying boat.

The terrifying force acted directly on the flying boat's array, causing it to flicker erratically.

Inside the flying boat, Taoist Qingyue's face changed dramatically.

He immediately commanded: "Everyone, inject all your mana into the Wanxiang Tower!"

The Golden Core cultivators below didn't dare to slack off and began channeling their mana furiously.

Meanwhile, the furnace inside the flying boat was frantically refining large amounts of spirit stones.

An immense power flowed into the Wanxiang Tower.

The Wanxiang Tower radiated brilliantly, like a sharp spear piercing at the phantom of the Jiao Dragon above.

With this terrifying strike, the Jiao Dragon's summoned phantom shattered like bubbles.

The Jiao Dragon suffered a backlash, leaving a deep wound on its belly.

Black blood spilled into the ocean, inciting the fierce beasts below into a frenzy.

Reeling from the blow, the Jiao Dragon retreated into the clouds to hide.

It could only continue to wield the storm and lightning from the clouds to attack the flying boat below.

However, the powerful strike had also dimmed the flying boat's array.

Now, it could only endure the surrounding attacks in silence, unable to cast spells against the beasts as before.

For the moment, the assault between both sides came to a stalemate.

Taoist Qingyue was content with this situation, as the powerful strike had depleted a lot of the flying boat's energy reserves.

Even the Golden Core cultivators were now exhausted.

In this condition, if the Jiao Dragon intensified its attack, they couldn't hold out much longer.

Thus, delaying was the best option.

As the storm raged on, the flying boat endured for several two-hour periods.

The Jiao Dragon above watched the array of the flying boat flicker as if it could break at any moment.

It wanted to push harder but feared another retaliatory strike.

Although it was here ostensibly to avenge its mates and offspring, its true goal lay elsewhere, and it couldn't afford heavy losses here.

While it hesitated whether to let the flying boat go, a brilliant light cut through the darkness from the horizon.

The light cleaved a massive rift in the dark clouds.

A giant fireball slowly entered through the rift.

The light from the fireball dispelled all the darkness in the vicinity.

Even the storm's fierce winds and rains were completely evaporated.