"Please!" He Yiyang suddenly shouted anxiously, waving his arms towards the black figure in the lake, "I beg you, please let him go!"

"This Heavenly Master is very kind, and it was all thanks to him that he protected me just now." He Yiyang lowered his head again, and used his forehead to continuously strike the ground.

"I beg you, I beg you to be merciful, and to spare this Heavenly Martial Brother!" He Yiyang continued to plead for Zhou Heng.

"As long as you are willing to let him go, I am willing to work hard for you for another sixteen years," He Yiyang said as he kowtowed, "I will not have any complaints!"

In the past, Qingyu Lake often caused trouble for the water ghost, and if the residents in the vicinity did not offer sacrifices during the new year, all sorts of strange things would happen. Later on, the rumors about the river god spread all over the place.

However, after He Yiyang's ghost appeared here, nothing strange ever happened again.

Actually, he could have reincarnated long ago, but he did not. He used a method that no one knew about to protect the Qingyu Lake for sixteen years.

If not for Startled Sparrow Master's buddhist pearl in the lake, Qingyu Lake would have continued to settle down.

"No." Zhou Heng uttered with difficulty, "You, cannot." Under the pressure of the Dragon King, he was no longer able to speak the entire sentence.

"Leave me alone." He Yiyang kneeled beside the lake, "Perhaps this is my fate."

He was someone who would easily accept his fate. Sixteen years ago, when he drove past the Qingyu Lake, he saw a child playing with water being entangled by aquatic plants in the lake and he immediately jumped into the water without hesitation.

He held his breath at the bottom of the water as he pulled the grass from around his ankles. The child floated up, but he had no strength to free himself from it.

On that day, He Yiyang sank into the water.

He traded his life for someone else's. He didn't even know the child's name.

Afterwards, He Yiyang's soul gradually formed, and he met the Dragon King in the lake.

Day after day, year after year, when he finally regained his senses, he had already stayed in Qingyu Lake for sixteen years.

Perhaps this was his fate.

The Dragon King wavered. Everything that He Yiyang had done for the past sixteen years couldn't be hidden from its eyes.

"No, no!" Zhou Heng mustered all of his strength and walked towards He Yiyang.

Reincarnation was the right of every wandering soul. He Yiyang was a kind person, but this was not because he deserved to be treated unfairly.

Most of the energy in Zhou Heng's body was used to heal the wounds on his back, so he did not have any extra strength left.

But he still wanted to surpass He Yiyang, just like how he surpassed Shen Xinyi and Zheng Li.

He Yiyang, who was kneeling on the ground, raised his head and looked at Zhou Heng, as if he was him from sixteen years ago, using his teeth to bite the water grass.

But Zhou Heng was stronger than him.

"Meow." The white cat came to Zhou Heng's feet, and continuously rubbed at his pants and ankles. Under the pressure of the Dragon King, it was actually able to move freely.

The shadow in the fog moved again.

He Yiyang's face suddenly revealed an expression of disbelief.

"Thank you, thank you!" He kowtowed fiercely to the ground. "Thank you, Dragon King!"

The dark clouds in the sky suddenly dispersed. Strands of sunlight pierced through, reflecting through the white fog and eventually becoming mottled and blurry shadows.

Zhou Heng could also feel that the Dragon King's might was slowly becoming fainter along with the white mist on the surface of the lake.

"Phew … Phew …" He swallowed the air around him.

The fog was dispersing as fast as it was rising. In less than half a minute, the fog that had tightly sealed the entire surface of the lake had turned into dew.

Zhou Heng's clothes were already completely drenched.

His cell phone and shoes were still by the lake, but they were now filled with water. There was no saving his phone.

The huge shadow in the fog did not show itself as the fog faded. The dragon disappeared.

Even the Python had disappeared.

At this moment, the surface of the Qingyu Lake's lake appeared incomparably calm, as if nothing had ever happened.

Cao Fang, Cao Tai and the people they brought all fell onto the ground in a mess, as if they were already unconscious.

The black aura around Startled Sparrow Master's body was still active, but he could no longer tell whether he was dead or alive.

"I'll surpass you." Zhou Heng placed his hand on He Yiyang's forehead, "We have already agreed upon it."

He Yiyang was stunned, he never thought that Zhou Heng's perseverance had already reached such a level.

He looked at Zhou Heng gratefully.

"Thank you." He Yiyang said. Compared to the gratitude he felt when he faced the Dragon King, this' thank you 'was much calmer.

He Yiyang, who had not felt any warmth for sixteen years, suddenly felt a warm current enter his body from his forehead.

His body gradually grew lighter and floated into the air.

"I'm about to be reincarnated," He Yiyang's face revealed a satisfied smile. He raised his head to look at the blue sky above him, and his tone was a little excited.

A faint golden light surrounded his body.

"Goodbye, Heavenly Master." He Yiyang lowered his head and said to Zhou Heng.

Zhou Heng also nodded at him.

He Yiyang's figure disappeared into the sky.

"Ding ~"

The system's notification rang out in his head.

"Mission accomplished — He Yiyang's difficult situation."

"Reward: 4 points."

"Reward: Basic Fire Spell."

Hearing the reward prompt that sounded in his head, the extremely exhausted Zhou Heng regained some of his spirit.

"Check my spell list." He mentally commanded the Heavenly Jewel Master System.

His list of mages immediately opened up in his field of vision.

Other than the most basic "Superlative Technique", there was another line of words on his spell list — "Basic Fire Spell".

What exactly is the meaning of this Basic Fire Spell? Zhou Heng wanted to practice. He opened up his right palm and tried to use the energy in his body.

"You don't have enough stamina."

A new beep sounded in his head.

"Slash." Zhou Heng could only utter a sound through his nose. It seemed that he had yet to have the chance to try the new spell.

Disappointed, he plopped down on the ground.

"Yi — — ah —" Zhou Heng suddenly heard a light voice.

"Help — — er —" That voice was extremely vague and intermittent, making it impossible for Zhou Heng to hear what he was saying clearly.

Zhou Heng looked towards the source of the voice and saw the Startled Sparrow Master lying on the ground.

He had already woken up, his eyes were wide open, looking at Zhou Heng who was seated at the side, his eyes filled with an imploring expression.

He opened his mouth wide, and the black infernal energy was entering his mouth and body.

Even Zhou Heng, who was used to seeing all sorts of strange things, could not help but feel a little disgusted when he saw this scene.

The black aura was like a parasite attached to the human body, corroding the Startled Sparrow Master's body when he was at his weakest.

"Ding ~"

A new notification sound actually sounded out in Zhou Heng's mind.

"Dispersing the Painting Sparrow, reward: 13 contribution points, reward: Painting Sparrow plume."

Painting Sparrow plume? was a little surprised. Could it be that the Heavenly Master System could reward him with items?