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“Oh my, I never expected Xiao Wu to have such a huge appetite. He finished all ten Holy Fruits!”
At the Dragon Temple, the onlookers gasped in astonishment. The Holy Fruit was no ordinary wild fruit; it was called Holy Fruit because its essence was sacred, containing True Qi comparable to that of a saint. Ordinary people could not consume it at all.
Previously, the so-called genius of the dragon clan, the Blue-Clad Youth, had only managed to eat two Holy Fruits before collapsing, which showed just how toxic the Holy Fruit could be for an ordinary person.
The Spirit Energy contained within the Holy Fruit was like a bomb waiting to explode. It smelled fragrant, but once consumed, the Spirit Energy would erupt within a short time. Spirit Energy could not accumulate in a cultivator's body for long; it had to be refined into True Qi promptly to be stored and utilized. Otherwise, it would be harmful rather than beneficial.
Thus, when the dragon clan members saw Long Xiao Wu consume ten Holy Fruits, they were left speechless. Although the contest of eating Holy Fruits seemed simple, it was far more dangerous than fighting because if one failed to refine the True Qi in time, it could lead to severe bodily harm or even death.
After eating ten Holy Fruits, Long Xiao Wu radiated brilliant golden light. His Golden Scales emerged from his body, exuding a fragrant aroma with a hint of divine aura.
On the opposite side, Zhao Yang was burping and had just swallowed three additional Holy Fruits. He looked troubled as his belly bulged slightly, disrupting his originally handsome appearance. His entire body seemed about to burst, making Liu Rou feel heartbroken and on the verge of tears.
“It’s still not too late to admit defeat; just hand over the Supreme Dao Artifact to our dragon clan and you can leave Dragon Domain,” Third Elder said, barely suppressing a chuckle at Zhao Yang's state.
Zhao Yang continued chewing on the flesh of the Holy Fruit and pulled out a piece from between his teeth. “Isn’t this the Sky Serpent Fruit? Please don’t bring me such disgusting fruits; not only does it taste bad, but it also sticks to my teeth!”
“You!” Third Elder felt a pang of anger at being mocked despite his good intentions. In truth, they had already communicated secretly using Divine Sense and recognized that this so-called Rebel Son Zhao Yang indeed had extraordinary qualities. If he were to die from overeating Holy Fruits, it would become the greatest joke in history—especially since it would happen in their Dragon Domain!
“Let’s give everyone ten more!”
The Grand Elder waved his hand, and two dragon clan maidens brought over a Glazed Plate filled with Holy Fruits. Long Xiao Wu looked at Zhao Yang’s swollen body and said worriedly, “Zhao Yang, are you really okay? I only opened my appetite with those ten Holy Fruits; I haven’t even started eating properly yet!”
Zhao Yang puffed out his cheeks and replied, “Actually, you don’t need to worry about me. Although I’m quite concerned about you too, just remember not to say I didn’t warn you when you end up lying down later. But what worries me most is how many more Holy Fruits your Dragon Domain has left. If there aren’t enough for me to eat, that would be embarrassing! Don’t blame me if I can’t get full.”
“Ha! What a boastful claim. Bring me two more plates; I want to see just how much this little human can consume of the Holy Fruit!” The Dragon King on the Golden Seat was skeptical that any human could withstand such an abundance of Spirit Energy.
However, at that moment, an Old Dragon with a troubled expression transmitted a message, “Reporting to the clan leader, there are only fifteen Holy Fruits in total!”
“What? How can there be so few?” The Dragon King was taken aback.
“The Holy Fruits from the Dragon Domain are harvested once a year. All the fruits are given to you and the Dragon Queen, who then distribute them among several Old Dragons. There are less than ten left to be given to our Elite, and this year’s haven’t even been consumed yet before this group has eaten most of them.”
“Such a small amount! But they’ve already eaten this much; if we stop now, how can Zhao Yang eat so much?” the Dragon King complained.
“Should Xiao Wu intentionally lose to that young man?” the Old Dragon suggested awkwardly.
“No way! How can our dragon clan admit defeat? That would only benefit this human; he won’t die from it!” The Dragon King was frustrated.
“Six fruits, seven fruits, eight fruits, nine fruits, ten fruits! Xiao Wu has actually finished ten Holy Fruits again!” A crowd gasped in astonishment. While everyone had been shocked when Long Xiao Wu finished ten Holy Fruits before, they were now somewhat numb to it.
Golden scales reappeared on Long Xiao Wu's body, blood seeping out, and at that moment, two dragon horns visibly sprouted from his head. The crowd erupted in exclamations! Some even turned pale with fear.
“He actually has golden dragon horns!” someone shouted in terror, their voice trembling.
“What’s going on?” Song Baliang asked, confused by the crowd's reaction.
Scholar Xiu remained seated on the ground, refining his True Qi. Upon hearing Song Baliang’s question, he replied, “When dragons take human form, their horns disappear. A humanoid dragon with horns signifies the formation of a dragon pearl. Xiao Wu possesses the Golden Dragon Form; his talent is extraordinary. Look at the color of the horns on his head.”
"Golden." Song Baliang glanced at the horn on Long Xiao Wu's head and replied.
Scholar Xiu nodded, saying, "That's right. The dragon horn corresponds to the attributes of the spirit stones, which are red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple. According to ancient legends, the inner core of a dragon is white; only when the Dragon Pill transforms into a Dragon Pearl does its color change, with red being the lowest grade and purple the highest."
"But Xiao Wu's dragon horn is golden."
Scholar Xiu continued, "This is what makes Xiao Wu different. In fact, we have always underestimated him. Based on his Golden Dragon Form, everyone speculates that he is a Five-Clawed Golden Dragon, but that's not the case."
Hearing Scholar Xiu's words, the Dragon King on the Golden Seat's expression shifted slightly. "Young man, although your talent may be lacking, you do know quite a bit. Why don't you tell us what exactly Xiao Wu is?"
Scholar Xiu replied, "He is an Ancestral Dragon, surpassing your Dragon Ancestor Qinglong. If he grows up, he will surely dominate the Nine Heavens and be unmatched. However..."
"But what?" the Dragon King asked.
"Although I consider Xiao Wu a brother, I must say that he cannot grow on his own."
"Why?" Everyone was puzzled.
"When an Ancestral Dragon appears in this world, shining brightly in the Nine Heavens, everyone will sense the power and threat of his Dragon Pearl. Not only will giants from the Cultivation world seek to kill him, but if it attracts attention from the Upper Realm, not only will the dragon clan perish, but the entire Cultivation world will be implicated," Scholar Xiu explained.
"How do you know so much?" Third Elder's gaze darkened as he stared at Scholar Xiu; he had voiced everyone's greatest concern.
"It was the old Daoist who told him." Suddenly, a strange and aging voice spoke up. A phantom figure of an old Daoist emerged from behind Scholar Xiu; it was the remnant soul of Huang Long Laodao from the Yellow Dragon Jade hanging at Scholar Xiu's waist.
"Grandpa!" Scholar Xiu opened his eyes, his emotions somewhat agitated.
"Sit down!" Huang Long Laodao projected a gentle stream of yellow aura from his hand, the True Qi of the yellow element from the mysteries of heaven and earth.
"Who are you?" The Grand Elder was not surprised; having lived a long life, he had seen many things. "It seems you are merely a remnant soul; your true body is already dead?"
"What?" Scholar Xiu was taken aback, looking at Huang Long Laodao. "Is what Grandpa said true?"
Huang Long Laodao replied, "Grandson, I am sorry for you. I haven't been able to protect you all these years, and you have suffered."
Scholar Xiu shook his head, his voice trembling. "No, Grandpa, who harmed you?"
Huang Long Laodao said, "Who it was no longer matters. I have come to deliver a message to the Dragon Clan. The area outside the Dragon Domain is surrounded by experts from the Tribulation Period—there are at least ten thousand of them. You should escape."
"What?!" Upon hearing this, everyone looked terrified and incredulous.
"Explain clearly what is going on!" The Dragon King stood up and asked.
Huang Long Laodao said, "I have wandered through life, learning many Daoist techniques. Most people only know that I am skilled in dragon-seeking and geomancy, but in truth, my greatest expertise lies in divination. I must tell you something: the Old Man of Heavenly Secrets is not dead. Ten years ago, I left my grandson because my divination skills had greatly improved. Unintentionally, I connected with his Divine Sense and discovered where he was buried. However, I inadvertently released him from his ancient tomb and fell into his trap. His talent is extraordinary, but he possesses a Seven-Section Celestial Root. Ultimately, he failed to Transcend Tribulation due to the sevenfold lightning tribulations. For this reason, he seeks to defy fate; he wants to summon beings from the celestial realm to descend and find the Ancestral Land of the Dragon Clan to eradicate its roots."
"But what does his Transcend Tribulation have to do with our Dragon Clan?" The Third Elder couldn't help but ask.
Huang Long Laodao sighed and said, "It has little to do with your clan directly, but it is highly relevant to the Ancestral Dragon of the Dragon Clan. That Ancestral Dragon is Long Xiao Wu."
Huang Long Laodao looked at Long Xiao Wu, who was still chewing on the Holy Fruit, and noticed the astonishment on his face. Long Xiao Wu had always wanted to be the center of attention, but no matter how hard he tried, he always ended up as the comic relief. Today, for no apparent reason, he had become the focus of everyone's attention!
"The secret within Long Xiao Wu is not fully known even to you all. He harbors a technique from the celestial realm, hidden within his dragon bones. If it is killed before he transforms into a True Dragon, that technique can be obtained!"
"Ah?" Long Xiao Wu was stunned, and the Holy Fruit fell from his mouth.
Zhao Yang nearly spat out his Holy Fruit as well. The fact that there was a celestial technique hidden within Long Xiao Wu's dragon bones meant it had to be killed to retrieve it?
"What kind of technique is this that it can compel celestial beings to break the rules and descend to kill him?!" Zhao Yang couldn't help but ask.
Huang Long Laodao glanced at Zhao Yang and replied, "Six Paths Reincarnation!"
"Six Paths Reincarnation? I think I've heard of it, but what does this technique do?" Zhao Yang asked again, and everyone else was equally curious.
"Six Paths Reincarnation not only unifies the six realms of heaven and earth but also allows for modifications to the six paths, establishing the Heaven and Earth Rules."
"No way! If I had such power, I would have lost weight long ago instead of establishing Heaven and Earth Rules," Long Xiao Wu felt the gravity of the situation. If it weren't for this old man being merely a remnant soul and the grandfather of Scholar Xiu, he would have slapped this alarmist old man. No wonder Scholar Xiu had said he wouldn't grow; if this news got out, it would mean his doom!
Ignoring Long Xiao Wu's sullen expression, Huang Long Laodao continued, "To put it plainly, if an immortal were to obtain the Six Paths Reincarnation technique, they could grasp and modify the Heaven and Earth Rules—such as setting limits on a cultivator's lifespan or defining immortality and agelessness, or even controlling the movements of the sun and moon. The heavenly laws are merciless!"
"You must be exaggerating!" Zhao Yang couldn't help but retort.
Huang Long Laodao turned to Zhao Yang and said, "With the rise of Central Sovereign and the fall of Demon Moon; with Shen Xiu ascending and Monkey King descending; when Rebel Son appears, True Immortal will descend from above. The Rebel Son mentioned here does not refer to you!"
"Ah? Am I not the Rebel Son?" Zhao Yang was also taken aback by Huang Long Laodao's words. The Demon Empress and the Great Sorcerer of the Demon Clan had both confirmed that he was the Rebel Son, yet Huang Long Laodao claimed that the Rebel Son in the prophecy was not him. Who was he supposed to believe? After all, the Great Sorcerer of the Demon Clan was the Black Tortoise who had lived for ten thousand years; surely, he couldn't be wrong.
Huang Long Laodao said, "You are indeed a Rebel Son, but who says there can only be one? Since the birth of the Cultivation world, there have been three Rebel Sons. The first is a woman named Tearing the Sky, the second is the Old Man of Heavenly Secrets, and the third is you."
"This..." Zhao Yang was stunned. Although he was well-read and had perused One Hundred Thousand Volumes of Books, he truly did not understand divination. Receiving so much information at once was overwhelming. In the three great prophecies of the Old Man of Heavenly Secrets, the last line stated that when the Rebel Son appeared, a True Immortal would descend. Was this Rebel Son not him but rather referring to the Old Man of Heavenly Secrets?
"You mean to say that Xiao Wu is of Ancestral Dragon blood, and his dragon bones contain the Six Paths Reincarnation technique that the celestial beings have been searching for? As one of the Rebel Sons, the Old Man of Heavenly Secrets wants to defy fate, but his Celestial Root is a Seven Star Celestial Root and cannot survive the Ascend to Immortality tribulation. Therefore, he wishes to break the rules and inform the celestial beings that Ancestral Dragon has appeared in the lower realm, prompting them to break through its barriers and kill Xiao Wu before his Ascend to Immortality. This way, there will be a loophole in the barriers of the Cultivation world, allowing the Old Man of Heavenly Secrets to avoid his tribulation and ascend directly into the celestial realm?" Song Baliang organized his thoughts and spoke.
Huang Long Laodao nodded in agreement with Song Baliang's words.
The Dragon King’s eyes flickered with uncertainty as he asked, "Then what do you mean by saying that tens of thousands of Transcendence Stage Experts outside my Dragon Domain know about Xiao Wu being an Ancestral Dragon?"
Huang Long Laodao replied, "They may not possess such Divine Power yet, but news of a Rebel Son in Dragon Domain has already spread. As long as Ginseng King lives, they will not give up. If Ginseng King dies, his life essence will be enough to truly revive all those who come here, filling their bodies with vitality to withstand tribulations."
A squeaky voice emerged from Zhao Yang's embrace as a small head resembling a wheat ear appeared before everyone. It looked like a child as it pitifully said, "I don't have such great power; unless I am killed along with Herb Immortal, I can't revive so many old fellows."
"Get back in!" Zhao Yang quickly pressed Ginseng Doll back into his arms.
"So you are the bearer of Ginseng King!" Third Elder angrily pointed at Zhao Yang. "If you hand over this Rebel Son and Ginseng King, our dragon clan will be safe!"
"You old man is really selfish!" Song Baliang couldn't help but curse.
"You bald head isn't any better; you should hand him over too!" Third Elder retorted.
"I'm so damn..." Song Baliang was about to curse loudly.
Huang Long Laodao interrupted them, "You are all mistaken. Although tens of thousands of Old Monsters from the Tribulation Period are targeting the Ginseng King's followers, the instigator is actually the High Priest of the Dragon Seeking Gate. From my calculations, he must be at least two thousand years old, completely breaking the Heaven and Earth Rules. He must have cultivated an Evil Technique. The reason he has deigned to join the Dragon Seeking Gate is undoubtedly to find the Dragon Clan's Ancestral Land, which contains boundless Dragon Vein Energy and even an Ancestral Dragon. No one knows what his true intentions are. Even if you hand over the Rebel Son and the Ginseng King, it will be of no use."
"Thank you for speaking up for me," Zhao Yang said, wiping his sweat. With tens of thousands of Transcending Tribulation Stage Cultivators coming together, even if he defied heaven itself, he would surely end up as dead meat. The situation had already surpassed his control.
"Grandfather, did those people kill you just to send a message?" Scholar Xiu asked sorrowfully, clearly sensing his grandfather's figure gradually fading away.
Huang Long Laodao sighed and said, "Those people are not qualified to deal with me. Your grandfather is already a master of the Tribulation Period. I was injured by the Central Sovereign; his cultivation level is inexplicably high. I saw him slaughter several resurrected Tribulation Stage Old Monsters with just a flick of his finger, killing four in an instant. He must have absorbed the powers of past Old Emperors; otherwise, it would be impossible for him to possess such high cultivation. I was severely wounded by him and managed to escape. Before I die, I did a divination for you and found that I still cannot break your inevitable doom. The reason I left you back then was to seek a way to resolve your fatal predicament, but in the end, I couldn't change anything. It is my inadequacy as your grandfather."
Scholar Xiu was stunned—an inevitable doom?
"You mean you left me not because I was too foolish but to find a way to break my calamity?" Scholar Xiu's eyes brimmed with tears as his voice trembled.
Huang Long Laodao reached out and gently rubbed Scholar Xiu's head, just like when he was a child.
"Silly child, who said you were dull-witted? Your grandfather didn't teach you any techniques because I wanted to prevent you from stepping into the Cultivation world and hoped you could live an ordinary life as a commoner. But ultimately, you stepped into the Cultivation world and got caught up in this turmoil. However, during this divination, I discovered a glimmer of hope for you."
After saying this, Huang Long Laodao looked at Zhao Yang and said, "Zhao Yang, as the Rebel Son, I hope that in light of this old Daoist's impending dissolution, you can promise me one thing."
Seeing that the old Daoist was indeed a remnant soul and would soon perish, Zhao Yang felt reluctant for him to leave with regrets and said, "I will help in any way I can."
Suddenly emotional, Huang Long Laodao knelt before Zhao Yang and said, "I beg you to save my grandson no matter what in the future because that person is actually not closely related to you. Don't forget your identity; you do not belong to this world."
Huang Long Laodao spoke sincerely, addressing Zhao Yang with "you," leaving Zhao Yang utterly confused. What was going on?
"Grandfather, Zhao Yang is my brother. You shouldn't be so formal; that would only shorten his life! He is the Rebel Son, and if I find myself in trouble, he will surely save me," Scholar Xiu lamented.
Huang Long Laodao replied, "I do this for your sake. You cannot escape this calamity. I have tried to change your fate several times, but it has been impossible to avoid this deadlock. The only chance for survival lies in the hands of the Rebel Son!"
After saying this, Huang Long Laodao bowed again to Zhao Yang, exclaiming, "The life of Zhou Xiu, the one hundred thirty-ninth generation heir of the Zhou family, is entrusted to you!"
Then, Huang Long Laodao's figure gradually faded away, completely vanishing from the world. An extraordinary person ultimately could not resist the manipulation of fate and returned to the void.
Zhao Yang patted Scholar Xiu on the shoulder and said, "Actually, your grandfather didn't need to do this. You are my brother; take heart and accept what has happened."
Scholar Xiu nodded, wiping away his tears and falling silent.
The Dragon King on the Golden Seat spoke up: "Since things have developed this way, there is no need for Zhao Yang and Xiao Wu to compete anymore. I can sense a large group approaching outside the protective barrier of Dragon Domain. Gather all the dragon clan members and enter the Holy Land. The elders will guard outside and ensure that we drain every last drop of the Dragon Vein within the Holy Land, leaving nothing for our enemies!"
The Grand Elder's gaze was deep as he looked into the distance. "You eight need to wake up; a great calamity is upon the dragon clan. Activate the Nine Dragons Ascending to the Heavens Formation with me as the formation leader. We will eradicate every enemy that dares to invade our Dragon Domain without leaving a single one alive! I want to see just how capable these relics of history are in daring to attack us!"
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