Chapter 1183: Chapter 30: The True Nature of Dragons

The phantom of the Ancestral Dragon Hall manifested, naturally being the will of the Four Seasons Dragon Gods. Under this radiant light, both Jin Yanhua and Wang Xuantong had to retreat.

However, apart from a single word of ‘Enough’ spoken by an unknown Dragon God, there was no further action from the phantom of the Ancestral Dragon Hall; it even showed signs of disappearing into the clouds, fading away.

[Your Majesty, Dragon God!]

Seeing this, Wang Xuantong couldn’t help but cry out in protest: [No one should act recklessly, injuring the Dragon Court Dragon Guards, even if An Jing is the Heavenly Mandate, it should…]

[That’s enough]

Before Wang Xuantong could finish, a lazy voice from the Ancestral Dragon Hall said: [Nobody used weapons arbitrarily. They just greeted with empty hands, and Xuan Zhang just failed to catch it]

[In my opinion, it’s Xuan Zhang’s lack of skill, he needs more practice]

[But…] Wang Xuantong, being the Heavenly Sea Dragon General, still wanted to argue based on reason, but the voice from the Ancestral Dragon Hall interrupted again: [Alright, let’s not mention that no dragon died. Our Heaven Sea Dragon Court has invited prodigious talents from the ten continents here. With such a major event, are a few deaths or broken dragons unacceptable?]

[You can certainly ask the present prodigies what they think if they were killed because of inferior skills—do they all not accept defeat?]

[Xuantong, don’t be too narrow-minded. I see Xuan Zhang has no objections either]

Under the Heavenly Sea, at the deepest point of the East Sea Abyss on the North Mysterious Sacrifice Continent, a bright yellow Divine Dragon lay unconscious at the seabed.

Beneath him, Jin Xuanzhang’s scales shattered, with light golden dragon blood flowing out, resembling liquid metal settling in low areas. A sea cucumber, like a lion patrolling its domain, slowly wriggled to the dragon blood, took a sip, and immediately felt pleased as its protruding spikes rapidly hardened, vaguely showing traces of dragon scales.

The faintly conscious Jin Xuanzhang seemed to sense something, his tail twitched but ultimately didn’t wake, appearing indeed to have no objections.

Aside from the speechless Wang Xuantong and a minor few who had just come to see the sights and couldn’t accept defeat, the surrounding observing dragons and martial artists, upon hearing the Four Seasons Dragon Gods speak so liberally, erupted in cheers: “Indeed, indeed, we can handle it!”

“The Dragon God is mighty!” “The Dragon God’s wisdom!”

“Exactly, complaining about rules after losing, isn’t that wanting a rematch after death?”

“If you can’t stand losing, don’t learn martial arts!”

Furthermore, other Manifest Saint Level Dragon Generals hurriedly flew over from other seas to watch the excitement, and on hearing the Dragon God’s words, they were instantly filled with joy, teasing the now silent Wang Xuantong with a grin: [Xuantong bro, are you anxious?]

[I’m angry at your whole nest!]

Wang Xuantong burst into furious anger, ready to lash out, but was immediately hit with another jest: [Getting serious because of losing the argument, classic, hehe]

Taking a deep breath, Wang Xuantong knew that continuing this would inevitably make him the laughingstock of the clan that had long grown complacent, especially after seeing Jin Yanhua and An Jing giving him a thumbs-down before turning and disappearing into the sea of clouds, which only made him feel a nameless rage, his dragon veins pulsating intensely.

Though he had long known the essence of his kin, facing it himself still made him tremble with anger and heartache!

[Can’t be bothered to argue with you]

With a cold snort, he flicked his tail and disappeared into the Netherworld.

[Aye, aye, stirred things up and just left like that]

The other dragons were clearly unsatisfied, turning to the place where An Jing and Jin Yanhua were, only to find they had already disappeared, leaving them greatly disappointed: [Is it over?]

Though this was said, everyone knew that with the Dragon God having spoken and set the tone, Wang Xuantong’s attempts to stir up trouble would have to wait for another time.

Not to mention, according to the Dragon God’s intentions… does it mean that everyone can fight or spar as they please?

For a moment, an inexplicable atmosphere spread across the whole Heavenly Sea, making many dragons and martial artists eager to try.

—They had thought that coming to the Heaven Sea Dragon Court would require some adherence to rules and restraint… turns out, everyone is so open!

Just as the Heaven Sea Dragon Court was about to become a site for an unrestricted open martial tournament.

On the other side of the cloud vortex.

When Wang Xuantong acted, besides Jin Yanhua, there were several others who wanted to help An Jing.

“Though I know General Jin knows my junior fellow apprentice… when did she bring my apprentice nephew here?”

Among a group of flying avian demon spirits and bird demons, an uncertain martial artist took a sip of wine and wondered aloud: “Brother Zhou Jin, you brought me here, do you know what Jin Yanhua is doing at the Dragon Court?”

“I really do know a bit.” Beside him, the white-haired pigeon demon martial artist wiped his sweat, complaining, “But don’t be so direct. Your martial nephew has the Heavenly Mandate, and General Jin’s strength is definitely not weak either. Manifesting Holy is just a trivial matter for them!”

“On the other hand, if you let that ‘trump card’ act now, what will we do during the trial?”

The drinking martial artist was no other than An Jing, Senior Brother Mingguang Dust, Ming Heguang.

And the pigeon demon beside him was his friend, Zhou Jin, from the North Mysterious Sacrifice Continent, Taiyuan Domain.

Zhou Jin also had another identity, which was the ‘Endless Heavens Traveler’!

During the Mingjing Nirvana War, many chose to support the Bright Mirror Sect, where the Endless Heavens Travelers, who held the Bright Mirror Sect’s causality, along with some elite martial artists from the sect, descended upon the Taiming Sect’s mountain gate through Taixu Divine Power, causing significant destruction.

It was their actions and battles that helped another force within the Taiming Sect, representing another choice, Ye Yue Long, allowing this bright-eyed goddess to infiltrate the center of the Taiming Sect’s mountain gate, influencing the final choice of the Three-Life Divine Mirror.

Because of this battle, Ming Heguang’s fate pattern [Radiant and New] also began to transform towards the Divine Mandate. Moreover, he vaguely sensed that his demon spirit friend might have a wondrous identity.

Therefore, this time, when Zhou Jin informed Ming Heguang that they had another major task, Ming Heguang happily agreed, bringing along the sect’s ‘trump card helper’ with the companion, arriving at the Heaven Sea Dragon Court.

“I’m still a bit surprised now.”

Sipping from his cup and surveying the surroundings, at the dragon guards all around, Ming Heguang remarked, “Mr. Zhou, your strength is indeed suitable, but how exactly did you bird demons get the trial ticket to arrive at the Dragon Clan’s Ancestor Court?”

To this, Zhou Jin laughed heartily, “It’s true there’s a dispute between Dragon and Phoenix, but bird demons are different. According to research from the Heavenly Mother Palace, dragon and bird are essentially one family; bird demons might have been a branch of the Dragon Clan at one time.”

“As long as they’re not intending to vie for the True Spirit King’s throne like the phoenix, other bird demons wishing to participate in this Ancestral Dragon kinship feast, the Dragon Clan would naturally welcome them.”

“Even…”

To avoid being overheard, Zhou Jin used a secret technique to transmit, “There are special quotas just for bird demons, ensuring that every grand feast will have some bird demons returning to their ancestry, becoming part of the dragons, all part of the Dragon Clan’s overt strategy.”

Saying this, Zhou Jin displayed a smile of having gained a great bargain, “The smaller the place the bird demons hail from, the better, the more nondescript the demon spirit so it can highlight the excellence of the Dragon Clan’s bloodline.”

“Were it not for this, we, the tiny Taiyuan demon spirit branch, mere white pigeons, couldn’t have come even by calling in some favors.”

“No wonder.” Ming Heguang nodded slightly, understanding somewhat, but as he stroked his chin, he asked, “But brother, isn’t this also letting you forsake your bloodline? Do you really have no psychological barrier?”

“Psychological barrier? Bloodline?”

Hearing this, Zhou Jin couldn’t help but laugh, “Born a pigeon demon, I’ve experienced the life of a pigeon for decades, which has been long enough. If possible, I’d not only want to try being a dragon, but also try living as an insect, fish, beast, or tree.”

“Anyway, once one reaches the True Monarch or Heavenly Lord realm, one can do as they wish. Obsessing over such trivial matters won’t make one stronger.”

At this moment, the surrounding cloud sea already had several martial artists and dragon guards eyeing each other, soon engaging in fights and sparring, which led Zhou Jin to tug at Ming Heguang’s sleeve, urging, “Brother, let’s go; this place is about to explode.”

“The task on my side isn’t simple, we must find the source of the demon taint lurking in the Dragon Court… your martial nephew has his fate, he doesn’t need our help for now!”

“Indeed.” Ming Heguang looked towards the disappearing direction of An Jing and couldn’t help but nod—he believed in An Jing’s strength and fortune like none other, though there’s still a chance to meet him later, not to mention An Jing surely has his errands to run.

Before this, best not to disturb him.

Elsewhere.

Wang Xuantong returned to his cloud vortex.

This cloud vortex was vast, almost akin to a city, with each dragon column gilded and embedding jade, radiating a glow. The decorations on the wall even comprised Jade Water Coral from the Southern Sea, with some living water spirits hosting within, exhaling Aura of Water Spirit, serving as the function of a Spirit Gathering Array and humidifier.

“The master has returned!” A group of maidens poured out from the courtyard, clad in Jue Xiao Yun Sha, some appearing as humans, but more exhibiting various alien race features, whether beast ears, scaly skin, or fluffy all over, beast heads or bodies, albeit walking upright with all possessing alluring figures, and a unique charm.

Wang Xuantong changed form, turning into a majestic middle-aged man with black hair and body, encircled by the women and took a seat, the hall promptly filled with melodious songs and dances, wafting white mist, akin to a divine palace goddess scene.

Though surrounded by countless maidens, listening to sweet nothings, kneading heads and hands, Wang Xuantong still bore severe expression, evidently accustomed. He relished for a while and then dismissed the group, closing eyes in contemplation, after a long while extracting a Water Mirror from within his sleeve, using his finger as a pen, he swiftly wrote upon it.

[An Jing has arrived at the Dragon Court, though his martial arts realm has not reached the Divine Repository, the ‘Feather Transformation Dao’ seems comparable to the peak of Divine Repository realm, able to severely injure a high-level dragon guard with one strike]

[Due to obstruction from the Current Dragon King’s youngest daughter Jin Yanhua, the root of Feather Transformation Dao was not probed, but it’s evident Jin Yanhua has achieved the Divine Mandate. She indeed participated in the Mingjing Nirvana War, perhaps one of the Feather Transformation Dao founders, sharing the new Dao’s destiny]

[I have ventured to act, reprimanded by the Ancestral Dragon Hall, also conflicting with Heavenly Mandate destiny, hurry and send from the ‘Breath of Eternal Return’!]