"Look at Our Kunpeng Clan, We Don't Even Have a Single Half-Immortal. It's Totally Normal for Me to Learn the Dragon Clan's Strengths. If We Don't Learn from Other Races' Strong Points, How Can the Kunpeng Clan Grow Stronger?"

Lu Yang thought Xiao Xinghai made a fair point. Feeling they had fought long enough, he graciously admitted defeat to let the next Calabash Brother take the stage. "Aaaagh—!" With a tragic cry, Lu Yang tumbled toward the shore and flopped down next to Tao Yaoye. The orange calabash split open, and Meng Jingzhou made a dazzling entrance clad in oversized orange boxers. "Vile beast, how dare you harm my brother! You seek death!" Like a rocket launch, Meng Jingzhou stomped hard on the ground and shot into the sky to carry on Lu Yang's legacy, throwing himself into battle against the dragon-transformed Xiao Xinghai. Lu Yang and Tao Yaoye lay side by side, heads propped on their arms as they watched Old Meng slay the dragon—or the dragon slay Old Meng. Empowered by the Nirvana True Fire, Meng Jingzhou morphed into a flaming phoenix and clashed violently with Xiao Xinghai. In his dragon form, Xiao Xinghai truly fought better than when using the Nine Kunpeng Transformations. The Dragon Clan was renowned for having overwhelmingly formidable physiques, and Meng Jingzhou was similarly known for his indomitable body. The two battled to a dead heat. "When we construct the Dream Bubble, remember to edit the grins off both their faces," Lu Yang reminded Tao Yaoye. Meng Jingzhou and Xiao Xinghai were having so much trouble keeping straight faces mid-fight that they looked like they were suffering from holding back their laughter. Moments later, Old Meng also let out a bloodcurdling scream and plunged down, landing right beside Lu Yang. Then came Man Gu, bursting out of the yellow calabash, followed by Li Haoran springing forth from the green calabash. One after another, the four Calabash Brothers fell in defeat, strewn across the ground with their fates uncertain, while Xiao Xinghai roared with arrogant laughter in midair. "It seems today I will not only devour a peerless cultivator prodigy, but also claim four innate treasure gourds!" At that crucial juncture, the calabash vine flickered with an inspiring ray of hope, and the four Calabash Brothers lit up with four distinct glows: red, orange, yellow, and green. They floated into the sky, enveloped and merged by the radiance, transforming into an entirely new entity. Gourd-boy Lu Yang, his body enveloped in four shimmering lights, made his grand debut! The instant Gourd-boy Lu Yang appeared, an unspeakable, immense pressure bore down on Xiao Xinghai, causing a cold drop of sweat to form on his brow. Meng Jingzhou and the other two stepped back, watching Lu Yang—who had cloaked himself in four colors using basic spells—soar into the sky. He seized Xiao Xinghai by the tail, slammed him into the water, and ripped out a dragon tendon. Xiao Xinghai stuck his tongue out and flopped limply on the sea's surface. A perfect curtain call. Since it was only acting, no actual dragon tendon had been drawn; Xiao Xinghai had provided a prop made from sturgeon tendon. To celebrate the end of their first scene, Lu Yang, Meng Jingzhou, and Man Gu built a fire, roasted the sturgeon tendon, and shared it with everyone. "Delicious!" Xiao Xinghai took a bite of the steaming roasted tendon, his eyes lighting up. The Sea Race rarely cooked their food by roasting or grilling. "Let's take a short break, then move on to the second scene: 'Kunpeng Floods Penglai Island, the Calabash Brothers Slit Their Throats for Heaven and Earth, and the Calabash Immortal Steps in to Save the Day'?" Considering Eldest Senior Sister did not care much for public appearances, when they discussed the script, they replaced her role with the Calabash Immortal who planted the innate calabash seeds. "Sounds good!" Caught up in the excitement, everyone grew more enthusiastic with every performance. Suddenly, Su Yiren pointed toward a patch of mist drifting across the sea not far away, her face puzzled. "What is that?" Xiao Xinghai turned to look, and his expression changed drastically. "Oh no, it's a mirage! Run!" "A mirage?" Hearing this, Su Yiren mobilized her magic power, grabbing everyone to flee in the opposite direction. As she dashed away, she invoked the power of rules. "I hereby decree [Rule: The mist disperses]!" The mist remained completely unaffected. It moved at terrifying speed. Before Su Yiren could carry everyone very far, the mist enveloped them, swallowing them whole.