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Creak, creak.
The Bronze Gate opened, revealing a scene that even Zuo Ci couldn't help but marvel at.
Before him was a fearsome iron dragon, its dark cyan body firmly suspended in midair by countless steel chains of varying thickness.
It was a creature that could be deemed perfect.
A dragon!
The surface of its iron dark cyan body gleamed with a metallic luster, each scale smooth as a mirror.
Its proud head was pulled by a chain, with a pair of pinkish horns curving elegantly, exuding an air of majesty that demanded respect.
Zuo Ci had never seen a True Dragon before, but the creature before him was indeed magnificent.
Even in death, its aura remained grand.
"Mr. Zuo, please take a look!"
Boss Hu's face glowed with pride.
A dragon!
Only the Huaxia people could truly appreciate the significance of such a creature.
Even a dead dragon was an invaluable treasure.
Zuo Ci was curious; these steel chains must have been specially forged, yet they were still mere objects—how could they hold up such a dragon?
Moreover, he could see the perfect creature's essence visibly waning before his eyes.
Inside the bronze-forged chamber stood four towering Bronze Pillars, their surfaces intricately carved with delicate patterns.
Four elderly men sat cross-legged, their eyes closed in deep meditation. They were all quite old, and Zuo Ci could sense a thick aura of death emanating from their frail bodies. They wore Beast Pattern Robes, garments not of modern design. Could it be that they were cultivators left behind from a bygone era?
The source of the Dragon Qi's depletion lay with these four elders. They were the Bao Long Auction Guardians!
Boss Hu chuckled, "They also hail from the four great Tu Fuzi families: Mo Jin, Fa Qiu, Xie Ling, and Guan Shan. All of them have consumed Qilin Blood, which is why they have managed to survive until now!"
It seemed that Zuo Ci needed to develop his own influence as well. He had been wandering the martial world, engaging in battles and eliminating sects. Yet, regardless of the strength or weakness of these so-called sects, they shared a common trait: when the younger generation was defeated, the elders would emerge; when the elders were vanquished, even older ones would step forward. This cycle continued until complete annihilation occurred.
It was akin to a toad sitting on a foot—while it didn't bite, its mere presence was irksome. This was what one might call family legacy.
Zuo Ci's keen eyes caught sight of the intricate patterns on the surface of the Bronze Pillars. Upon closer inspection, he noticed that each Bronze Pillar bore a grotesque face resembling a fierce beast. There was the Human Face with a sheep's body and Taotie features; the Qiongqi with its wings sprouting from its back; and the Tao Wu with the feet of a corpse tiger.
It resembled a dog, yet was like a bear without claws, shrouded in chaos. This was the totem of the Four Great Beasts. Zuo Ci contemplated a fierce feng shui arrangement known as the Four Fiends Devouring Dragon Formation. This was a method devised by the Ancient Sorcerer to alter fate for his master through feng shui.
This technique was part of the Intercepting Fortune Technique. To seize the fortune, one would bury statues of the Four Great Beasts at the four malevolent positions surrounding the target's residence, using the Shaman's heart's blood to awaken them. Then, the target's skin and flesh would be burned and refined into porcelain figures.
The Doomsayer would cry and pray day and night, and after forty-nine days, the target's fortune would be grafted onto the Doomsayer's fate. Generally, such arts could only be practiced by princes.
Swallowing the dragon referred to the Zi Wei Di Wang fate pattern. Similarly, it pointed to the Dragon Vein. Are you not being somewhat deceitful in your actions? Zuo Ci frowned and remarked. If Dragon Qi were to dissipate, its value would greatly diminish. Such treasures as dragons, if not excessively precious and attracting envy from many forces, who would willingly part with them?
Boss Hu chuckled and said, "Mr. Fang, rest assured, this dragon pearl is flawless and radiant like beautiful jade. It is said that the essence of a dragon accumulated over a thousand years is condensed within this pearl; I have specially prepared it for you!"
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